The Only Sword Immortal in Great Tang

After arriving in Yang Province, Zhang San just wanted to be a good person.

But a good person is not so good to be a good person. To be a good person, first of all, he needs a job.

Before that, he had buried his own knife and made up his mind that he would never engage in murder again.

The question is, for so many years, he has been able to do nothing except murder. What can he do if he doesn’t kill?

No way, he repeatedly bumped into walls in Yang Province. After a few days of wandering, he finally fainted in a small alley and finally encountered the front showcase of Good Fortune Inn.

Everyone knows what’s going on.

He went from the robber Zhang Tianci to the chef Zhang San.

According to him, the reason why he named Zhang San refers to the “three nos”, neither anger nor anger, but from the results, he did implement his creed very well, so Over the years, he never killed a person again, and exposed Blade Technique once.

Today, it is considered that he “relapsed”.

His story is quite interesting, but Jiang Tingyun doesn’t care about this. Jiang Tingyun only cares about: “The Taoist you talked about… whose name?”

According to Zhang San, the Taoist swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he can compete with Jiang Tingyun.

And Jiang Tingyun’s swordsmanship is based on internal strength.

In other words, if that Taoist is really superior in swordsmanship, then he must have developed his internal strength!

In this world, Jiang Tingyun is not the only one who has developed his internal strength!

There is a second person!

This is very important to Jiang Tingyun.

This at least shows that he is not alone.

Zhang San startedled, hesitated for a moment, and then said: “He didn’t leave his name at all at the time, but he said, I can call him Fire Dragon Daoist.”

“Fire Dragon Daoist?”

Jiang Tingyun hearing this startled, he vaguely felt that where he had heard the name, but after thinking about it, he did not raise.

“So, do you know where he went?”

Zhang San shook the head: “Daoist didn’t say, in fact, I don’t know when he was Let’s go, Dang! After the revenge came back, I will never see him again.”

“This way…”

Jiang Tingyun looking thoughtful.

Are you Fang Taoist?

Moreover, he also uses a sword…

Jiang Tingyun suddenly thought of a possibility, would it be that the so-called Fire Dragon Daoist is his Master?

And Zhang San, it was the dísciple that he had collected during his lifetime, and he had to be called Zhang Third Senior Brother?

“When you saw Fire Dragon Daoist, how old did he look like?”

Jiang Tingyun asked.

“He is probably…in his thirties, with shiny black hair and a few mustaches.”

“In his thirties…”

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If Fire Dragon Daoist was thirty years old when Zhang was thirty-five, then Zhang is thirty years old now, and he is just over fifty years old now.

And I met Master’s bones ten years ago, so when Master died, he should not have reached fifty years old.

“Well, the age is not right…”

Although Jiang Tingyun does not know how old the author of “Forget Jude” died, but from his poems Look, when he went to the mountain to live in seclusion, “parents and family members are gone, and the old knowledge is gone.” Then, he should not be young anymore.

At least, certainly not a person under fifty years old?

He felt that if there were no accidents, Fire Dragon Daoist should be alive now!

Jiang Tingyun slowly became a little excited, and wanted to find the legendary Fire Dragon Daoist now!

But where is he going to look for?

He looked towards Zhang San, still a little unwilling to give up: “Does Fire Dragon Daoist really leave you a clue? Or, did he leave you with any verses and so on? ?”

Don’t he like typing riddles, like a Taoist person like him?

However, Zhang San still shook the head: “not at all, he left nothing.”

……

When Zhang San left the room , Looked back at Jiang Tingyun.

At that time, Jiang Tingyun stood outside the window, looking out the window, slightly frowned.

The cold night wind came in, making his clothes hua hua rattle.

Zhang San was in a daze, as if returning to the moment when he met Fire Dragon Daoist on the mountain many years ago.

Master would be disappointed if he knew that he later became a thief?

He thought somewhat self-deprecatingly.

Therefore, he was actually a little bit grateful that he never encountered Fire Dragon Daoist again. After all, he really didn’t know how to face Fire Dragon Daoist. That changed. The destiny of his life.

For Fire Dragon Daoist, he is of course grateful.

And how grateful he is to Fire Dragon Daoist, on the contrary, how much he hates himself and his unpredictable destiny.

He suddenly came to understand why he came to “begging for mercy” today.

Actually, whether Jiang Tingyun really sees through his identity, he is not at all decisive evidence.

But he still subconsciously believes that all his sins and embarrassment have already appeared in front of people.

In fact, he is not here to beg for mercy. He is seeking relief, even if that relief may need to be at the cost of life.

He took a deep look at Jiang Tingyun, then turned and went downstairs.

When he went downstairs, he felt relieved all over.

Although Jiang Tingyun said that he is not at all qualified to forgive him, he still feels that part of his sin has gone away.

From a psychological point of view, it is normal for him to feel this way.

A person who buries his own sins deep in his heart, suddenly confides those sins one day, then he will definitely feel a certain degree of relief.

……

Jiang Tingyun stood in front of the window for a long time.

He has been thinking about Fire Dragon Daoist in his mind.

If Zhang San did not lie, then Fire Dragon Daoist exists.

Furthermore, there is a great possibility that he, like himself, has also trained inner Qi.

Jiang Tingyun actually hopes to meet such a person.

Then talk to each other very happily, preferably, and then exchange the sword technique with the other party, that is, a fight.

He needs a hearty duel so much, otherwise, he feels that one day he will become Dugu Qiubai.

But, it’s the same question. Where is he going to find Fire Dragon Daoist?

“Hey~”

He is sighed and has some melancholy.

Now, there is a choice before him. The first choice is to leave Yangzhou, and then visit the famous mountain, hoping that one day, he can find the legendary Fire Dragon Daoist.

As for the second option, of course, stay in Yang Province and live his stable life.

No, he actually chose Third Type.

He suddenly realized one thing, that is, if Fire Dragon Daoist is like him, it is a rare person who has trained inner Qi, then Fire Dragon Daoist will inevitably yearn for the same kind.

If Fire Dragon Daoist knows that there is another person who has practiced sword qi in this world, then, will he come to that person?

Yes, instead of looking for someone aimlessly, let that person find himself!

Jiang Tingyun He only needs to let his reputation as Sword Immortal spread out. Then, Fire Dragon Daoist is very likely to come to him!

Yes! This idea is feasible!

Jiang Tingyun’s thoughts went up and down, and slowly, he had a plan.

……

2nd day, Zhang Wenruo did not come, Li Bai came.

As soon as he came, he said apologetically: “Brother Jiang, it’s because I didn’t want to come yesterday. In fact, I drank too much wine the night before, so I was groggy yesterday. I can’t wake up.”

Of course Jiang Tingyun doesn’t care about this kind of thing, and shook the head with a smile: “What’s the matter? Actually, I drank a lot of wine that day.”

“Really?”

The reason Zhang Wenruo stays with him in the Inn is because he is afraid of being recognized.

Li Bai has no such scruples.

Therefore, Li Bai quickly invited him to sit in his home.

Similarly, he has no reason to refuse.

Li Bai has a small courtyard in Yang Province. He just bought it. In fact, he just arrived in Yang Province.

According to what he said, his father is a Rich Merchant, who passed away the year before last, leaving him with a lot of inheritance, enough for him to squander several decades.

Therefore, he was quite generous. After learning that Jiang Tingyun was still living in the Inn, he boldly proposed to give Jiang Tingyun a house.

And Jiang Tingyun of course refused, he is not short of that money.

After that, Jiang Tingyun followed Li Bai for a luxurious life.

I have to say that Li Bai has really many friends, and everyday all is getting more.

And Jiang Tingyun, slowly integrated into their circle.

Of course, he used the name Jiang Tingyun instead of Sword Immortal Jiang Tingyun.

Although he really wants to expand his popularity, at this time, he must maintain the style of Sword Immortal.

One night, they drank too much again, Jiang Tingyun supported Li Bai and returned to his residence.

He put Li Bai on the bed and poured him a cup of sober soup.

“Brother Jiang.”

Li Bai muttered suddenly: “I seem to have seen…immortal.”

“immortal?”

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Jiang Tingyun was a little funny, so he put the hangover soup in front of his bed and got him up at the same time.

“Brother Jiang, are you immortal?”

Li Bai suddenly asked another nonsense.

“Maybe.”

Jiang Tingyun thought for a while, and said with a smile.

In a certain way, he is really immortal.

After all, he came from another world, and for the people of this World, that world may really be Immortal Realm.

“So you are immortal, so good.”

Li Bai murmured.

“Open your mouth.”

Jiang Tingyun said, while pouring the hangover soup into his mouth.

Li Bai drank the hangover soup and asked: “Brother Jiang, can I become immortal?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Tingyun nodded .

He did become immortal later, and Immortal of Poetry was also an immortal.

“That’s great…”

Li Bai muttered, propped up and sat up.

“What are you doing?”

Jiang Tingyun asked.

“Come with pen and paper!”

Li Bai waved his hand and said boldly.