Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 12 Sword Zhanlu
Seemingly seeing the worry in Huan Chang's heart, Xu Wang asked: "Today, you made a killing to offend the Black Sand Gang, have you ever regretted it?"

Huan Chang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The bandits of the Black Sand Gang are extremely vicious and murder innocent people. They kill them as soon as they kill them. How can they regret it?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, and a man must take responsibility.

Xu Wang couldn't help nodding slightly when he heard the words, and a smile appeared on his face.

After looking at Huan Chang for a while, looking at this slightly mature disciple, Xu Wang suddenly said: "Come with me."

After speaking, Xu Wang went straight to the house.

Although Huan Chang felt that his master was a little strange today, he didn't think too much about it, and silently followed behind Xu Huang.

Although Xu Wang was usually drunk and dreamy and looked very sloppy, his bedroom was always very tidy, even spotless.

When he came to the bed, Xu Wang took out a few things from under the bed.

Looking at these things, Huan Chang couldn't help showing surprise in his eyes, these are the treasures that Master Xu Wang cares about the most.

In the past, even if Huan Chang wanted to take a look at these things, it was impossible for him to take a look at them. There were a few times when Huan Chang secretly went to watch them, and he was severely taught by Xu Huang.

From this we can see how much Xu Wang cherishes these things.

Putting the three things neatly on the bed, Xu Wang took out a long wooden box, which was made of red sandalwood, with exquisite carvings on the outside.

Just this wooden box is an incomparably precious work of art, so how precious are the things stored in the wooden box?

In Huan Chang's eyes, the light could not help becoming more and more intense.

Although Xu Wang treasured these things very much, after more than ten years of getting along, he also knew what was inside the wooden box.

Xu Wang opened the wooden box, only to see a sword lying in it, because the scabbard obstructed it, the true appearance of the sword could not be seen clearly.

"Chong!"

Xu Wang picked up the sword and pulled it out of the scabbard. Suddenly, a black light pierced the sky, and the resonant sound of the sword resounded in the room.

Seeing the situation, Huan couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.

After the sword blew, a wisp of chill involuntarily spread in the room, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Xu Wang's eyes were full of light, and a smile appeared on his face.

After the chill disappeared, the black brilliance emanating from the sword began to restrain itself, and then exuded a neutral and peaceful aura, which made people feel kind without knowing it.

Huan Chang opened his eyes, looking at the black sword, his eyes could not help revealing the color of longing.

A magical weapon is what every warrior wants to get. Although Huan Chang has never practiced swordsmanship, he still wants to have a saber very much.

Just like those Confucian scholars and knight-errants in the legend, they traveled alone in the rivers and lakes, wielding their swords to wipe out all the injustices in the world, leaving one legend after another in the world.

For so many years, although Huan Chang has been studying and practicing calligraphy, he also yearns for that kind of life very much.

However, if a chivalrous man or Confucian scholar does not have a matching sword, his image will be greatly reduced.

Just like the black-clothed swordsman back then, all his belongings were only eight taels of silver, but according to Huan Chang's eyesight, the sword behind the black-clothed swordsman was definitely not ordinary.

Seeming to see Huan Chang's thoughts, Xu Wang couldn't help but smile slightly, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and gently swipe the middle finger and index finger of his left hand across the sword body.

"This sword is called Zhanlu, and it was forged by the master swordsmith, Ou Yezi. It is black without a trace of debris; it is indestructible through cutting gold and jade, but it does not have the slightest murderous intent."

"This sword has spirituality. It was first obtained by the king of Yue. Later, the Wu State raised troops to destroy the Yue State and took this sword as its own."

"However, the king of Wu had no way, and Zhanlu sword left on his own. Later, he was obtained by the ancestor and has been passed down to this day."

Speaking of this, Xu Wang raised his head, fixed his eyes on Huanchang, and said: "Zhanlu is the sword of justice and benevolence. The master has no virtue and the sword is self-deprecating. Uphold justice and benevolence."

"It is my duty as a disciple of Shu Jiange to help the dangerous and eliminate the violent, and to be jealous of the evil. Since you have encountered such criminals as the Black Sand Gang, you should kill them for the sake of the people."

Huan Chang knew that this was the sect's rule, so he immediately nodded solemnly and nodded.

Seeing this, Xu Wang had a smile on his face. He stroked the Zhanlu sword lightly, and said with some regret: "Although this sword is a sword of benevolence and righteousness, it also desires to kill all the wicked people in the world."

"However, since the master passed Zhan Lu to me, this sword has been sealed away, and the dust has only seen the light of day."

Huan Chang was puzzled, he didn't know why his master sealed up Zhanlu, but seeing Xu Wang's appearance, he couldn't ask him.

"Chong!"

Xu Wang put the sword back into the scabbard, then held Zhanlu in both hands, and solemnly handed it to Huan Chang, saying: "From now on, Zhanlu will be handed over to you, I hope you will not let this sword get dusty. "

Although Huan Chang was eager to get this sword, he also knew that Zhan Lu was a treasure inherited by the sect, so he hurriedly said, "Master, you are the suzerain of Shujian Pavilion, how can I take Zhan Lu?"

Xu Wang smiled wryly and said: "The fetish has a spirit, it has been dusty beside me for many years, but today it shines brightly when I see you, this sword is destined for you."

"What's more, there are only you and me left in Shujian Pavilion. Ah Chang is the future suzerain of Shujian Pavilion. Why not hand Zhanlu over to you."

Huan Chang still wanted to refuse, but Xu Wang's face darkened, and he shouted: "Take it!"

Huan Chang's heart trembled, and he caught Zhan Lu involuntarily, and then felt the sword in his hand vibrate constantly, as if he was cheering.

Seeing this, Xu Wang smiled brighter and said, "Since Zhanlu has chosen you, Ah Chang should treat him well, and he should act with justice and benevolence when he walks in the world."

Huan Chang had a bitter expression on his face, and said: "I have little talent and little learning, so I may not be able to uphold this way in everything I do. If Baojian is disappointed, what should I do?"

Hearing that Zhan Lu is so spiritual, Huan Chang couldn't help being a little worried.

After all, he is not a saint, and he dare not guarantee that in his life, he will uphold justice and benevolence in everything he does.

If things go wrong in the future and the sword leaves him, what should he do?
Xu Huangren is old and mature, so he naturally understood what Huan Chang was thinking, and immediately said with a smile: "In your actions, just keep the moral bottom line and stick to your heart."

"With Ah Chang's character, as long as you don't lose your heart, the sword Zhanlu will naturally not leave you."

When Huan Chang heard Xu Wangzhi's words, he let out a long sigh of relief, then hugged Zhanlu tightly with his left hand, and gently stroked the scabbard with his right hand, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

As if feeling Huan Chang's joy, Zhan Lu shook again, and Huan Chang seemed to hear the sound of swords whistling indistinctly.

　This spring and autumn is not that spring and autumn, although there are shadows of that spring and autumn, it is still a brand new world after all, a world of fantasy martial arts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)