Chapter Three, The Ingenious Sword.

Fang Yan was overjoyed, claiming it with his whole body. As he stood up, he felt an extremely painful wound, unable to help but groan, and sat down on the ground, sweating profusely.

Fang Yan can be considered a blessing to the soul. With a thought flashing through his mind, he immediately forced himself to kneel down and said, "If Your Excellency doesn't mind, I humbly request to become Your Excellency's disciple."

Someone has already shouted: "Boss lady, you can't hit people with a door stick anymore!"

In his heart, Fang Yan has been thinking about it. Since his father passed away, he has not yet returned to kowtow, and he also wants to go back.

The black-robed swordsman stood there thinking for a while, but Fang Yan couldn't hold on any longer. He had several sword wounds, and due to repeatedly knocking his head, he suffered from shock and the wounds split open, slowly oozing fresh blood. His face also became extremely pale.

His body movements were so fast that when Fang Yan realized he had left, he had already disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, I'll call you Big Brother, but in my heart, I'll regard you as my master."

As Fang Yan recalled his father, he couldn't help but feel sorrowful. He said, "I have to go find my father. He was injured more severely."

The woman opened a small package, took out some food and water, and threw them in front of Fang Yan. She said coldly, "This cave is so remote, there shouldn't be anyone to disturb you. Rest here and don't wander around. If you really insist on leaving, never mention the encounter with the two of us to anyone, otherwise..."

"Women's Way: 'That's up to you. However, I am not a girl, I am his wife!'"

The final result was that he himself was seriously injured, with his chest pierced by a sword, his shoulder and back wounded by a knife, and his internal organs also injured.

She kept talking incessantly, and a few more tender-hearted escorts couldn't help but shed tears.

His father did everything he could to protect him, even at the cost of his own life, but in the end, he could only delay his death for a moment.

Fang Yan pondered: "Brother Tian has such amazing insight! That move is indeed not part of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique. Although it was created by the same person, its style is quite different. Although I have reluctantly learned it, my talent is ultimately insufficient, and I have had no master to guide me. Therefore, using it feels quite strenuous. So, even though I know that this sword technique is more powerful than the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, I dare not use it easily, lest I embarrass the master who created this technique... If I have the opportunity to meet the person who can pass on their martial arts skills to me, I will humbly seek their guidance. Perhaps my martial arts will improve to a higher level." His expression was somewhat absent-minded, as if he saw the graceful and agile figure of a black-robed swordsman.

Although he has disciples, he rarely leaves Xie's village. Moreover, the sharpness, speed, and accuracy of the knife used by the bandits are not something that ordinary disciples can achieve. Could it be that Xie Wentian himself came to Qingyang Mountain and helped Zhenyuan Escort Agency to get rid of the bandits?

The landlady "Oh"ed, glanced at Manager Wang, and said, "Indeed, a young hero has emerged. Come, I'll toast you a bowl."

The landlady immediately shut her mouth and sighed, "Forget it, you all came here to drink and chat, why did I bother inviting you again?"

Lin Xiaofeng was very envious and said, "I wish I had the same good drinking capacity as the boss's wife! It's a pity that my father never let me drink when I was young, otherwise my drinking capacity wouldn't be so poor."

Master Fang Lao has already been buried. Fang Yan went to the grave and cried bitterly. He saw that the tomb was well-maintained and inquired that the coffin and its wrapping were of good quality. The burial objects were also very rich. He knew that Lin Rulong did not mistreat him or his father because of their disappearance and lack of a patron, and he was very grateful in his heart.

Fang Yang just walked out of the shadow of being killed, only to see his enemy being chopped to death by a woman's knife, and he was so shocked that he fainted.

In the final fleeting moment of consciousness, he heard the exceptionally skilled black-robed swordsman who had just saved him exclaim in astonishment, "Xiaodie..."

No, my current situation... The black-robed swordsman hesitated, but did not continue speaking, only saying, "You don't have to treat me as a disciple. With my current situation, I can't teach you much from the *图*书. Just call me Big Brother."

However, they were not able to go far.

Later, Fang Yan returned to the escort agency and only then learned that everyone had died. The escorts were all killed by bandits, and all the bandits had sword wounds, but the non-fatal wounds were caused by knives! All were killed by a single blow! Tian Xiaofeng, a renowned martial arts master in Qingzhou, specially went to see the wounds. After a long time, he said, "Wentian Swordsmanship!"

The black-robed swordsman sighed and said, "Even if one's skills are divine, they are still human. Your aptitude is excellent. With someone to carefully guide you, you may not be unable to learn a good martial art."

Wang, the shopkeeper, is holding his four or five-year-old son and whispering something to him. However, the child looks extremely pure and delicate, very eye-catching, completely unlike Wang, the shopkeeper, who appears lazy and vulgar. His skin is also fair and tender, and he doesn't look like he was born to this ordinary couple running a tavern.

Fang Yan secretly chuckled. It seems that fate has a way of pairing up individuals. One is gentle to the point of being almost weak, while the other is like a female tyrant. However, they never argue or quarrel with each other. Could it be that the King of Hell reversed their genders when they were reincarnated?

With such thoughts, my mood improved a lot. Seeing that the sky outside was gradually brightening, I got up and packed my things, preparing to descend the mountain.

The black-robed swordsman smiled and said, "Don't call me 'En Gong', it makes people uncomfortable to hear. If you don't mind, you can call me 'Big Brother'."

People are puzzled and cannot figure it out.

Chen Yue smiled and said, "The capable ones have more work to do. I think our Zhenfeng Escort Agency will increasingly rely on you. For longer distance escorts, if you don't go, the head escort will not be at ease."

Fang Yan smiled and said, "Haven't I been here many times? It's just that there are always many people here, and I don't drink. The landlady probably only remembers those heroic drinkers. Recently, I have completed three escort missions in a row without any rest."

Fang Yan quickly turned over and fell to the ground, knocking his head three times in a row.

In Fang Yan's mind, the black-clothed swordsman has always been a mysterious figure. However, since the black-clothed swordsman is unwilling to do so, he does not try to uncover this mystery. This should also be a sign of respect for this elder brother who is like a master.

Black Robe Swordsman Continuation: "Now don't think too much. It's already daylight. Soon people will discover them and notify the escort agency to handle it. Your body shouldn't move now. Stay in this cave for a while. I will teach you a set of exercises to heal your injuries. I will come check on you again tonight."

Everyone knew that these words must have been spoken by a master who taught him swordsmanship. Without further ado, they continued to open their hearts and drink.

In the eyes of the black-robed swordsman, a smile appeared. He said softly, "Good, pay attention, I will now begin to teach you the 'Flowing Cloud Sword Technique'."

Long time, that force disappeared, and then I heard someone gently asking in my ear, "Are you feeling better?"

Fang Yan looked at him and said, "Did you save me?"

Seven or eight days passed in the blink of an eye. Although Fang Yan had not fully recovered, his spirits had improved significantly, as his internal strength now surpassed that of before, thanks to his practice of the "spring breeze and rain" martial arts technique. The black-clothed swordsman then allowed him to leave the mountain and return to the escort agency.

At this moment, a masked figure in a black robe wielding a sword appeared.

The boss lady smiled and said, "Miaojian Fangyan? It's been a long time since you last came. Even if you have nothing to do, you should come and show your support more often."

Fang Yan hurriedly tried to get up and bow.

"Fang Yan shook his head and shed tears, saying: 'It doesn't hurt. My father has passed away, and having such a big brother is my blessing.'"

On this evening, when Fang Yan brought his two daughters to Ruyiju, those lightly injured escorts, including several disciples of Lin Rulong such as Tian Feng, Yi Pufeng, Chen Yue, and Li Xiaochun, had already sat down at the table. They were discussing recent events while the landlady leaned against the counter, instructing the waiters to arrange the dishes and urging them to serve the food quickly. She also sighed and said, "Ah, that Wang escort was drinking with us here last time. He didn't seem like a short-lived person at all. How could he lose his life in such a mysterious way with Tu Shu? Speaking of recent events, the landlady leaned against the counter, instructing the waiters to arrange the dishes and urging them to serve the food quickly. She also sighed and said, "Ah, that Wang escort was drinking with us here last time. He didn't seem like a short-lived person at all. How could he lose his life in such a mysterious way with Tu Shu? What kind of sin did they commit this time? Did you not burn incense before you left? No, no, I also need to prepare some paper money and burn more for them. I remember Xiao Gao was still an orphan and unmarried. With such an incident, he didn't even have a chance to visit the graves during Qingming Festival. Wang escort has a family to support, but they are all counting on him. If something happens to him, how will they survive?"

But the child, upon hearing his father's words, walked straight over and said in a childish voice to the landlady who was drinking heavily, "Daddy said that there will soon be a little brother or sister for Yuan'er, and asked mommy not to drink so much, otherwise the little brother in her belly will cry from being choked by the alcohol."

Tian Feng saw everyone was having fun, but he sat next to Fang Yan and asked him, "The swordsmanship you used against the leader of the Xiang clan that day seems quite different from your usual style. It's not as graceful and elegant as before, but rather steady and decisive, with a different style. Its power seems to have doubled. Isn't it the same Flowing Cloud Swordsmanship you used to use?"

Fang Yan did not lose heart. He kept knocking his head down, saying, "I know I am dull, but when it comes to diligence, I will not be inferior to anyone. In the future, when I have mastered martial arts, I will definitely use it to benefit the world under the guidance of my master, and promote good while eliminating evil!"

Fang Yan shivered and said, "Miss, rest assured, you are my benefactor. Since you asked me not to mention it to anyone, I will never mention it to anyone. However, my injuries are quite serious, and it will take at least ten or eight days to recover here in the remote Qingyang region. I don't have the strength to leave."

The black-robed swordsman shook his head and said, "No need for formalities, I just came to see how your injuries are. I don't usually take care of people, but I didn't expect to bring some warm clothes for you. If you catch a cold after a serious injury, it may leave a lifelong illness."

After an unknown amount of time, I vaguely felt some movement on my body. When I opened my eyes, I found that the black-robed swordsman had taken off his cloak and was now wearing it himself.

He prepared himself and went with his father.

This is a completely lethal sword technique! The injured bandits, terrified by the unparalleled swordsmanship of the black-robed swordsman, were unable to fight back and were slaughtered like pigs and dogs!

The black-robed swordsman was taken aback by this move and was momentarily stunned. After staring at him for a while, he said, "You want to become my disciple? That's not possible."

His language was gentle, with an indescribable power to comfort people's hearts, making them willing to listen to him. Fang Yan felt much calmer, suppressing his grief as he carefully learned a set of internal martial arts called "Spring Wind and Rain". It was very different from the martial arts his father had taught him before. Seeing the swordsman's extraordinary martial arts, he realized that he was far superior to any master he had seen before, even his most admired head escort, Lin Rulong, was far inferior. He couldn't help but memorize it carefully. Fortunately, although the internal martial arts were profound, the swordsman was a good teacher, explaining it in a clear and easy-to-understand way.

In these days, although the Black Robed Swordsman is not very enthusiastic about him, he still cares a lot. Fang Yan has long regarded him as a family member in his heart. Seeing the Black Robed Swordsman leave, he couldn't help but feel sad. But then he thought, the night of the full moon will come in a blink of an eye, and won't he be able to see this newly recognized elder brother and master again?

When practicing until the evening, I felt warm all over my body and the pain in my wounds was not as severe. Especially the internal injuries had greatly improved. If I continue like this, I should be able to recover in at most half a month. I ate some dry food with water and lay down to sleep on the spot.

When Fang Yan woke up again, he was already in a very deep mountain cave. He felt that several external injuries had been properly bandaged, and there was a strong force coming from his back, slowly circulating throughout his body. The injuries that were affected immediately improved, and his whole body gradually felt comfortable.

The black-robed swordsman nodded and turned to leave.

Because he had encountered it. Encountered a fairy-like figure, and even encountered his extraordinary benefactor, who is more remarkable than this "fairy".

The only one who knows the inside story is Fang Yan. However, he remains tight-lipped about his experience after being seriously injured and refuses to reveal any details.

The boss's wife looked pensive as she listened to these words, while the shopkeeper Wang dozed off at the counter.

Fang Yan turned around and saw a pair of extremely bright eyes, looking at him with pity, but it was the black-robed swordsman who saved him.

Yunying smiled and picked a secluded spot to sit down. Fang Yan and Lin Xiaofeng were also about to sit down when the escort guards noticed them and called out to invite them to join them for a drink at the same table.

Fang Yandao: "I am much better now. Thank you, Your Grace, for your concern."

That battle was the most disastrous one in the history of Zhenyuan Escort Agency.

Fang Yan Dao: "The skills of En Gong are god-like, and this humble one knows his own limitations and would not dare to seek a higher position!"

The black-robed swordsman seems unwilling to kill, but the woman is a ruthless female killer.

Therefore, those opponents were also frightened and abandoned the robbed silver and fled away.

The black-robed swordsman is dressed very ordinary, and the sword he holds is obviously made of ordinary iron. However, there is a naturally exuded air of extreme nobility on him, which is so imposing that people dare not look up to him. He also possesses a mysterious and elusive sword technique, making the area within a hundred meters around him within reach of his hand. It is shrouded in his dreamlike sword light. This almost magical sword technique has shocked everyone. The bandits hardly know how to avoid the cloud-like and misty sword light that seems to exist. After a moment, almost all opponents were defeated, and the expressions on their faces were filled with disbelief and suspicion. Could there be such a profound and infinite sword technique in the world? Fortunately, it seems that this person has no intention of killing for the time being, otherwise, who could escape from his life-threatening sword?

At that time, Fang Yan was still young, with shallow experience in the martial arts world. He held great respect for the black-robed swordsman in his heart, and could not guess the origins of these two people, nor did he try to. He simply followed the techniques taught by the black-robed swordsman to practice.

But the boss lady no longer drinks alcohol. She holds her son and watches the escorts drink. The escorts no longer insist on her drinking, they just keep teasing her and asking when they can have the celebration eggs and when they can drink the full moon wine.

Only a few people know that the boss's wife is actually pregnant. Upon closer inspection, it is evident that the boss's wife has indeed gained some weight. Upon hearing the naive words of Yuan'er, everyone burst into laughter.

The black-robed swordsman sighed, "Take off your outer garment quickly, and I will rewrap it for you. Why bother! Even if you learn martial arts like mine, it's still... "