April 15th, the Zhou family’s birthday.

On the south side of Qingyun City, there is a mountain called "Chaolu". Qingjiang passes through the mountain, and tributaries gather at the foot of the mountain to form Yingyue Lake. There are scattered buildings along the lake. The city calls this place Zhoujiazhuang, and on the rivers and lakes, it is the famous swordsmanship family of the Great Wei Dynasty - Shuiyun Jiantan!

The buildings in the center of Zhoujiazhuang are long and there are people living in the Zhou family. 70% to 80% of the surrounding buildings have been expanded in recent decades. Because of the fame of the "Sword Saint" Zhou Chiyang, there are countless martial artists who come here to learn art, and there are only more than 300 people who can truly join the Zhou family.

The Zhou family lived here during the Zhou family period. Their ancestors were Zhujian Villa, and their main business was to help the world build various weapons. In the previous dynasty, it was only an unknown small portal.

Because the old lady Zhou was generous and loved to make friends, when the Wei Dynasty founded, she helped the rebel army build many battle swords, so the Zhou family became regular, but it was just a second-rate family in the world.

It was not until the contemporary "Sword Saint" was born that the Zhou family soared into the sky, and the establishment of the sect was changed to "Shuiyun Sword Pond", becoming the second only to Junshantai in Zezhou.

Old Mrs. Zhou is too old and no longer cares about the world. Currently, the head of the Zhou family, the head of Shuiyun Sword Pond, is Zhou Huaili, the eldest son of Old Mrs. Zhou, and the elder brother of the contemporary sword saint.

At noon, the morning dew peaks were constantly singing and singing. The famous celebrities from all over the world came to celebrate their birthdays. They drank and talked happily in the Shijian Hall on the banks of Yingyue Lake. The village was noisy, but the back of the ancestral house was quite quiet.

Located next to the pool at the foot of the mountain, there is a long-standing blacksmith shop with a black sign hanging on the door. The four words "Zhou Family Shop" can be seen vaguely. It is the place where the ancestors of the Zhou family started.

The fire that has been passed down for a hundred years in the blacksmith shop has not yet been extinguished, and a crisp sound of iron slashing comes from:

bite--

bite--

The snow-white old lady Zhou was hunched over, holding an iron hammer in her hand, hitting the iron block clamped on the tongs.

Because he is too old and has no heavy strength, but his technique is extremely stable, and he even has a unique rhythm when looking at him.

The head Zhou Huaili stood outside the blacksmith shop with his hands and sleeves, with an appointment of fifty feet on his face, and a three-foot green sword hanging on his waist, with a very impressive aura.

As the brother of the contemporary sword saint and a real master of swordsmanship, Zhou Huaili's status in the world is definitely not low.

But facing his own father, no matter how old Zhou Huaili is, he can only stand quietly at the door like an ordinary son, listening to the elders' long-lasting words:

"The rivers and lakes are the tides of the Qingjiang River. When there is a tide, there will be a tide, and vice versa; without any waves, it will become a stagnant water... When I was hitting the sword for Xuanyuan Dynasty, who would have thought that he, a rebellious son who was expelled from the family, could make great contributions to join the army at a young age, and practiced his peerless sword skills to become the leader of today's sword? When your grandfather was hitting the sword, the sword was as powerful as the sky, and who would have thought that in today's rivers and lakes, it would have been hard to see half of the successor..."

Old Mrs. Zhou stayed in a blacksmith shop with excessive fireworks all year round. She had a bad voice, slow speech, and was hoarse, and could not hear clearly without listening carefully.

After listening patiently for a long time, Zhou Huaili said:

"Dad has told these old stories hundreds of times."

Old Mrs. Zhou was playing iron in an orderly manner, and seemed to have not heard his son's words, and continued to chant:

"It's not easy to have a meal in the world. You said, if Xuanyuan Chao came to invite me to get a knife, I would have turned it out, how many people in the Zhou family are left in the world now?"

"Dad is generous in life, and everyone in the world knows it. If it weren't for this, Dad wouldn't have so many friends in the world on his 100th birthday, so he would come to congratulate..."

"This is not generosity. A handful of rice when others are in a downturn is far better than a thousand gold when they are in a developed state; a cold eye when others are in a downturn may be the result of being destroyed in the future, and this is the case in the world..."

"Dad, I am over the age of knowing destiny, and I am not young anymore. You have a birthday today, so take a day off."

Old Mrs. Zhou paused to make a blacksmith, and after a moment of silence, he continued to lift the hammer.

bite--

bite--

The inside and outside of the blacksmith shop became quiet, leaving only the sound of ironwork.

Zhou Huaili waited for a while, and saw that Old Lady Zhou was not in the mood to go out to see the guests, so she stopped persuading her. She turned around and walked out of her ancestral house and came to the Sword Hall on the banks of Yingyue Lake.

In order to see the meaning of swordsmanship, the sword saint Zhou Chiyang realized the truth by the lakeside, so he soared into the sky, and went from a small swordsman to the most powerful swordsman in the world.

For this reason, the Sword Hall is considered a holy place of Shuiyun Sword Pond. It is not allowed to enter on weekdays. It will only be opened when a celebration banquet is held. Those who can enter it are all famous celebrities in the world.

Zhou Huaili brought his servants to the back of the sword hall. It was seen that there were guests in the huge hall, and outside the door was Yingyue Lake with blue waves. There was a huge rock standing by the lake with the word "门" written on it. It was carved by the sword saint Zhou Chiyang. The handwriting was like silver and iron paintings, with sharpness revealed. Many people observed under the sword.

Seeing the word "门", a faint displeasure flashed in Zhou Huaili's eyes.

As the saying goes, "Every family has a difficult sutra to recite," and the same is true for the Zhou family.

Zhou Huaili was in charge of the family early. Because of his family business and money, he was not very polite to his younger brother who was loved by his father. Although he did not draw his sword to face each other, there were many quarrels between them.

After the younger brother had a sword and the twelve states, he did not teach his brother a lesson. After carving a word, he took the sword and walked away, and began to travel through the mountains, rivers and lakes, and then returned to his hometown.

Zhou Huaili knew that his younger brother was teaching him a lesson, and like his father, he hoped that he would "return after losing his way", but he never felt that he was at fault with his behavior.

His younger brother Zhou Chiyang, who is infatuated with Jiandao, has no interest in the secular family business, and even looks down on his utilitarian brother, is a hero who is admired by everyone in the world, but such a person can only be "face" and cannot be a family.

The forces in the world all talk about "chivalrousness" on the surface, but they only care about these things. No matter how great their abilities are, they cannot accumulate a family business.

Zhou Huaili is indeed a merciful person, not noble enough, not chivalrous enough, but without his merciful person, where did the Zhou family come from today, and where did the fertile land outside come from?

If he hadn't been working hard for half his life, no matter how famous the Sword Saint was, the Zhou family would be just a small family, and they still make a living by making a fool of themselves.

Between his personal reputation and his tribe-people's glory and wealth, what's wrong with him choosing the latter?

Distracting thoughts flashed away. Zhou Huaili came to the Sword Hall. When he saw the guests present, he changed into a smile and bowed:

"Mrs. Xue, Brother Xuanyuan, I've been waiting for a long time. My father is old and has been fighting for the whole life. He doesn't stand by the fire every day. He is uncomfortable all over and will come out later..."

The guests in the lobby were all famous celebrities around Zezhou, and the seven or eight people sitting in the chief were all famous masters in the world, the Sanjue Immortal Weng in Wuzhou Sanjue Valley, Xuanyuan Hongzhi, the head of Junshantai, etc. They were all among them. It can be said that the wealthy sects near Zezhou all sent people here.

But the one with the highest position in sitting is the two women sitting first!
Chapter completed!