The sky and the earth are lingering, and the green mountains and long sky are connected into a scroll. In the painting, the setting sun is dotted, the stream is cool, and a few water birds tear open a long splash. The yellow horses are eating wild grass peacefully, the distant mountains are dark, and the peaks overlap. In the ink painting, the short boy carrying a long sword is squinting his eyes at the general wearing armor.

"This first question, Brother Lin drank a pot of wine." Qin Song opened his mouth and showed his snow-white teeth and laughed.

"Is there anything special?" Lin Ziyun asked.

"Because I asked about Brother Lin's origin." Qin Song looked respectful.

Lin Ziyun had known that someone would ask this question, and he had already thought about it. Lin Ziyun opened his mouth and said, "I am from Lizhou. My family lives in a small village. My parents are farmers. They were respected by my master when I was young and led them into the mountains to learn art. When I returned, due to war, there was only one younger sister left at home. Lin had no choice but to take her sister to Chang'an City to meet opportunities."

"I guessed that, Brother Lin is a successful paradise." Qin Song clasped his fists.

Lin Ziyun helped his hands up, squinted his eyes and said, "Brother Qin has asked this question, I already know what the next two questions are."

Qin Song saw that he had no slightest attitude as a cultivator, and he felt more fond of speaking, but he was not in a hurry to speak. He held a piece of gravel and squatted down on the rock and carved it. Lin Ziyun was not in a hurry. He looked slowly and saw the handwriting curved, which made the pen feel vivid. He was curvy and painted an old, white-bearded man with a hunched body. The painting style gradually changed, and his work gradually became clear.

On the green rock, an old woman carried a basket with a few grass seedlings of crops in the basket. The old man sowed barefoot in the farmland, but there were countless poisonous snakes around him. The old man's face was not panicked, but the vicissitudes of perseverance and the hard-working people.

Qin Song saw Lin Ziyun was so shocked that he sighed slightly.

"Brother Lin, do you know what this painting means?"

Lin Ziyun spent some time in Xiaoyang Village, and it was known that the farmers were hard. When the countries fought, the workers at the bottom were often suffering. After years of war, the military service took away many young workers, and many families had only 50 or 60-year-olds left to grow crops at home. Moreover, the taxes paid every year were extremely harsh. The kingdom rented farmland to farmers, and would collect rent and household taxes every year, and even population taxes, which made people's livelihood terrible.

This picture of rice transplanting shows the picture of taxes as fierce as a tiger and more venomous than a poisonous snake. Lin Ziyun was quite touched for a moment, lamenting the hardships of the workers at the bottom and the darkness of society.

"Brother Qin, I don't know why this question was asked?" Lin Ziyun didn't know what he had.

"This painting was made by me who saw a seven-year-old child from a family in the border. Wherever the horse's hooves passed, it should have been iron blood and the sadness of the battlefield. But what I saw with my own eyes that day was the miserable world, but I knew that whether it was Qin Xing or Qin's demise, the suffering people were the people." Qin Song's eyes were filled with tears.

Lin Ziyun didn't know how to comfort him, but he didn't expect that this iron-blooded man also had a warm side. He just listened to him slowly saying the following.

"My second question is to ask the people of the world's journey back." Qin Song gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with tears.

The journey of the people of the world! After Lin Ziyun heard this, his heart was filled with thunder.

He never thought about where the people of the world will return. He is a selfish person. It can be said that his greatest ideal is to let others look down upon him. Cultivating to become an immortal is his biggest goal at present. Lin Ziyun quietly looked at Qin Song, who had no spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and he was slowly standing up straight.

Qin Song’s question deserves his respect.

"Why ask me about my way home? Who asked me about my way home?" Lin Ziyun said slowly.

"Brother Qin, I can't answer this question. Whether you become an emperor or an emperor, the way for the people of the world to return is not here. No matter which dynasty or generation, no matter which family is the emperor, there is no so-called way for the people to return." Lin Ziyun said with a heavy tone.

"In my life, I only thought about making achievements and killing enemies for the first half of my life. But do you know? I was so scared that I could dream of countless children being homeless and countless women and children dying in the wilderness. Kill one person, but the one who died was a family. Kill one person and destroy a country, but more people lost their homes and their country." Qin Song staggered.

Lin Ziyun grabbed his shoulder and smiled at him.

Qin Song was originally lost, but when he saw Lin Ziyun looking at him with clear eyes. The man in blue clothes had a gentle look, as if he contained the sun, moon and stars. Qin Song didn't want him to see him lose his composure, so he hurriedly covered his cheek and took a sip of old wine.

"Your second question cannot be answered because there is no way to answer it. Birth, old age, sickness and death are all the way back. The rise and fall of the country cannot be decided by the people. Even the emperor dares not say that their country is immortal forever. If you guess the ending is sometimes not a good result. As long as you have good policies, you may not be able to fight for peace for the people forever." Lin Zi said.

"The so-called destination, flowers bloom and fall are natural life and death. Mortals want fame and fortune, so they live more tiring and harder than flowers and plants. When God is going to give a great responsibility to this person, they must first suffer their hearts and minds and their bodies. General Qin, I ask you why you lead the army to fight?" Lin Ziyun's eyes were clear.

"In the past, it was to kill people, it was to kill enemies simply. Now it was to save people and the people." Qin Song spoke without hesitation.

"Just killing alone will not be able to get Chang'an." Lin Ziyun paused for a moment before realizing how difficult peace was.

"Stand up your mind for the heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the living people, inherit your unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the ages. General Qin, only in this way, peace may last forever, and perhaps it is the destination of the people of the world. If you don't expect a way back, you can only compete for the way you come." Lin Ziyun's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Qin Song chewed these words carefully and was ecstatic.

"I understand, Brother Lin is a god. The people's way of return is not under our control. If what we do is beneficial to the people, it is equivalent to giving the people a good way of return." Qin Song nodded and said.

In fact, what Lin Ziyun said was equivalent to not saying it. He could not tell Qin Song a modern socialist harmonious society. In fact, an ideal society is nothing more than peace. Everyone talks about civilization and establishes a new trend. Throughout history, education is the foundation for strengthening the country and the people, and economy and productivity are the most fundamental reasons for social development. However, even if Qin Song said these words, Qin Song could not understand them. Lin Ziyun gave him an unexpected way back and seized the day. He said that he was a way to enrich the country and strengthen the people. He established his mind for the world and said that peace was peace, and he established his destiny for the people. He said that he was fair and just. He followed the unique skills and said that he was reading and education, and also said that he improved the quality of people's life.

After hearing Lin Ziyun's words, Qin Song was like seeing the blue sky through the clouds. He looked at Lin Ziyun with a scorching look, and his expression was sincere.

"My third question, sir, is to ask if sir is willing to be my teacher."

The so-called teacher refers to an aide and a guest official. Qin Song's tone was sincere and even more anxious, as if he was afraid that Lin Ziyun would refuse.

Lin Ziyun thought to himself that he might not be unable to do something with his knowledge, and he was hesitating, especially Qin Song's sincerity had moved him.

Although he knew that the ancients had always given such great tributes, he still couldn't accept it for a while. He took action to pull Qin Song up, but he found that he was lying on the ground with his hands, his body as rocks, and he didn't pull it.

"If the sir doesn't agree, Qin will have to kneel down for a long time."

When Lin Ziyun saw that he was playing rogue, he laughed like the people on earth. He was cold by nature and was not in a hurry to answer. Lin Ziyun thought for a while and asked, "I want to hear what the general's real third question is?"

Qin Song's eyes flashed slightly. Seeing the man in blue clothes carrying a long sword, he was like an immortal in the sky. He suddenly realized it. Qin Song said in his heart: "This person is really a dragon and phoenix among people. Qin Song, Qin Song, you were wondering how to try someone's real talent and knowledge before."

"Sir, my original third question was that the rise and fall of Qin is no longer important now." Qin Song was silent after speaking.

The crescent moon quietly climbed the branches, and the flower lights illuminated Chang'an City.

Qin Song took off his armor and placed it on the horse. Lin Ziyun walked side by side with him. He walked around several long streets and walked for a while to a powerful mansion. A plaque of "General Tianbao Mansion" hung above the red lacquer gate. Two majestic lions stood on both sides of the gate, and guard soldiers fully armed with spears in their hands.

The two walked straight in, about a hundred steps away, and saw a low and wide building with the gate tightly closed. In front of them was a small martial arts field filled with various weapons and some stone chains and stone piers. Lin Ziyun glanced at several soldiers who practiced here and walked to the courtyard behind the pond with Qin Song.

"There is another village with dark willows and flowers." Lin Ziyun couldn't help but sigh.

There was nothing unique in the pond of the General's Mansion. It was already autumn, and the lotus had withered, like long spears inserted into the pond. The bright light of fire was sealed with gold and glass on the pond. The two of them walked across the wooden bridge, and Qin Song whistled.

A giant black eagle, the size of a young pig, whirled and circled on Qin Song's shoulder with a long sound.

"This is my good brother." Qin Song stroked the hawk standing on his shoulder. The bird seemed to be spiritual and was not afraid of strangers at all. Lin Ziyun was relatively cold, but he had no reaction. Qin Song intended to show off to his new friend and confidant, but he didn't expect that Lin Ziyun seemed to be accustomed to it and was quite disappointed.

"It is called cold-blooded. Don't look at its small size, adult men may not be its opponent." Qin Song said slightly, looking at the black giant eagle docilely.

Lin Ziyun looked at the bird and found that there was no fishy smell of birds and beasts on it. The bird seemed to be woodcut. As expected, it was cold-blooded. Seeing that Qin Song was happy, Lin Ziyun was not willing to give him a look. After a few words of praise, he enjoyed it quite helpful.

Lin Ziyun had not practiced for a day and was a little uncomfortable. He was excited and used his spiritual sense to observe the surroundings. His spiritual sense was stronger than his eyes, and suddenly he smelled a bloody smell. Looking for the past, it turned out to be from the hawk.

"Brother Qin, are you injured, you eagle? I smelled a scent of blood." Lin Ziyun asked Qin Song.

Qin Song laughed and replied, "This cold-blooded thing is eating flesh and blood every day, and it's normal to have some meat and fish. Sir, probably because he's overthinking."

Qin Song originally wanted to say something, but when Lin Ziyun looked at him indifferently, he was already a little suspicious. Cold blood fell on his palm. Qin Song carefully observed and saw a trace of blood. If he didn't look closely, he would not notice it at all. There was a blood hole the size of a nail under the cold blood wings, and the feathers next to it had been dyed red.

"Come here!" Qin Song was furious and didn't care that Lin Ziyun was still by his side. The injury of love for pets was a big deal for him. The eagle accompanied him through life and death, and he was already regarded as a brother.

Several soldiers patrolling here ran over to stand up in a neat manner. Qin Songhu's eyes were filled with evil eyes, his pupils were already enlarged, covered with blood. "You guard here, have you ever seen someone approaching cold-blooded?"

In the General's Mansion, someone hurt his favorites, and Qin Song was already so angry that his body trembled.

"Go back to General, Mr. Nalan came here in the afternoon." A man who looked like a leader stood up and said.

"Nalan Changxing?"

"Yes, it's him." The man replied.

When Qin Song heard this name, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"I understand, you guys go." Qin Song nodded and said to the soldiers. Seeing Lin Ziyun standing beside him, Qin Song held back his anger and smiled awkwardly and said, "The family scandal makes me laugh."

Lin Ziyun was surprised who was so curious that he dared to cause trouble in the general's house.

"That person is the aide I invited back. However, this person is extremely arrogant by nature. Although he is very talented, he cannot be used by others." Qin Song said slightly. Lin Ziyun knew that he had not finished speaking, so he listened quietly.

"There is a saying in the world that describes him as "Slaying the Moon with One Sword". This person has a high sword technique. There is a sword valley in the Nalan family, which is full of madmen who use swords. On the world, they are all first-class masters. Nalan Changxing is the fourth generation successor of the Nalan family, one of the nine sons of Nalan, and his sword technique is even more passed down as a god."

Qin Song sighed and continued to preach: "It's not unreasonable that this man's name is "a sword to kill the moon". This man's sword technique is indeed extremely powerful. I only saw that he took action once, killing a master in the world, and using only one sword. But he bullied me like this today. If he was really injured by cold blood, the iron spear in my hand must try the power of Nalan Changxing's sword to kill the moon today."

As a martial arts master, these four words can be said to be Lin Ziyun’s impression of Nalan Changxing from Qin Song’s dialect.

Qin Song came to an attic, knocked on the door and shouted: "Young Master Nalan..."

No one replied in the room, Qin Song shouted a few times, wishing he could kick the door open.

Seeing that he was anxious, Lin Ziyun had already observed it with his spiritual sense. It seemed that there was an extremely obscure aura in the room, and even he felt a faint danger. Lin Ziyun signaled Qin Song not to worry and thought that the matter was interesting.

No one opened the door in the attic room, but suddenly it sounded softly and slowly opened. There was a man of medium figure in white on the back of the room.

When Qin Song saw the figure, he suppressed his anger and said, "Mr. Nalan, I don't know what I have to say to you, Qin is here to apologize."

He was dressed like snow, his man was like jade, and his body was like a sword. He was indeed a master of swordsmanship, Lin Ziyun thought to himself. However, this man was so arrogant that he did not give him any face and was arrogant. He gave Lin Ziyun the first look that this man was very young and too young. However, he had an extraordinary, brilliant, and cold temperament on his body.

"General Qin, this evil man took advantage of my sword practice and caught my spiritual snake to eat. I just gave a little punishment, but I didn't expect to alarm General Tianbao." Nalan Changxing turned around and looked at Qin Song and said lightly.

The long sword on Lin Ziyun's body actually jumped a little unaffected when the man turned around. Lin Ziyun was shocked. When he saw Nalan Changxing's face was like a peach blossom, wearing a thin white shirt and a black head, he felt that this person was extraordinary.

The two of them confronted each other, and Nalan Changxing looked at Qin Song with a cold expression. Suddenly, he glanced at the corner of his eyes, and looked at the long sword behind Lin Ziyun with a fiery look, revealing a cold gaze.

Qin Song was already angry, and seeing him despising him so much, he was really angry. Qin Song snorted coldly, and his pair of fleshy palms slapped Nalan Changxing. However, he saw the young man in white, not dodging or avoiding. Nalan Changxing was too lazy to move, and there was a hint of sneer and contempt on the corner of his mouth.

Eight sword shadows suddenly flashed in the room, turning into a rapid light and stabbed at Qin Song. Qin Song was startled when he saw something happening suddenly. He quickly stopped and used his skills to resist. But the sword light was like a rainbow that could not be stopped. He used both fists and feet, resisting desperately.

Nalan Changxing's faint voice sounded in Qin Song's ears: "Let your life go, don't mess with me."

The sword god is like him, he is like the sword god, this is Nalan Changxing.

"I like your sword, leave it, you go."

One sword, two swords, three and four swords, five swords, six swords, seven and eight swords, countless swords flew into the world. The sword god of the Nalan family looked down on the spot.
Chapter completed!