Chapter 112: The Dragon is Trapped in the Fish Pond, Long in the Cage

Time flies like an arrow and is silent. Time is always so worthless and always slips away silently.

Ning Que usually went to the academy to read, but occasionally he would rest in the Lao Bi Zhai.

The shop was still named Lao Bi Zhai and was handed over to Sangsang to manage, with the Golden Horn and Silver Horn Boys as shop keepers.

This period was also a time of turmoil in the capital city, as the open and secret struggles between the Yulong Gang and several other major gangs had reached the final critical moment.

The clouds cover the face and the setting sun hides.

Ning Que pushed open the door of Lao Bi Zhai towards Xiao Shu and sat on a recliner beside him, sipping tea leisurely and basking in the warm and comfortable afternoon sunshine, without even intending to open his eyes.

Chao Xiaoshu still stared stubbornly at one of the pictures. There were no extra pictures on it, only the word "sword"!

In his eyes, the word "sword" seemed to contain an incomparably vast sword intent. It was a world of swords, where plants, bamboos, rocks, mountains, and rivers were all transformed by the sword intent, expounding the most fundamental sword principles!

The leader of the Yulong Gang discovered this shop by chance, and on a whim he looked at the word "sword" in the main hall.

Unfortunately, after just one glance and being immersed in it, his eyes began to bleed and he was hurt by the sword intent in it. He suddenly felt that there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this shop, so he ordered his subordinates not to explore it recklessly.

However, Ning Que showed no signs of sending him away, so Chao Xiaoshu would come to Lao Bi Zhai to watch calligraphy every time he recovered from his injuries, so as to sharpen his sword skills and get a glimpse of the realm of knowing destiny.

Anyway, Ning Que didn't know how many times he had come to Xiaoshu, after all, he was often away from home.

And now, Chao Xiaoshu's sword intent has become more solid through training. At least his eyes will not bleed anymore. With his accumulated strength, he is only one chance away from transforming from a fish into a dragon.

"puff!!!"

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood towards the small tree.

After this mouthful of boiling hot blood spurted out, the two boys, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, looked at the leader of the Fish Dragon Gang with great resentment.

At this time, Ning Que couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at Chao Xiaoshu who was kneeling on one knee beside him, frowning and saying:

"I say, Chief Chao, you come here every now and then to spit blood, aren't you afraid of dying in my old pen studio?"

"Of course, I have no objection to collecting your body, but now this boy of mine has to clean the floor every day, why don't you give him some wages?"

He smiled bitterly at the little tree and said, "It was my negligence!"

Then he stood up staggeringly, took out some loose silver from his arms and handed it to Jinjiao and Yinjiao. The two boys happily accepted it. After all, it was free money, and they could use it to buy snacks with their meals.

He took a deep breath towards the small tree, sighed, and turned to look at Ning Que.

Cough!

He coughed unconsciously a few times, forcing himself to suppress the pain in his lungs, and respectfully bowed to Ning Que, saying, "Mr. Ning's words are indeed very profound. I find it difficult to understand them. Could you give me some pointers?"

Ning Que smiled playfully, and then said: "Your comprehension is actually quite good, and you could have even entered the realm of knowing your destiny a long time ago. It's a pity that your sword is in a cage and you can't be free."

"The artistic conception of the word 'sword' was learned from a friend of mine. It is about intercepting a ray of life from heaven and earth, with thousands of ships racing against each other, hundreds of boats competing for the current, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, swimming upstream, fighting against the will of heaven and destroying immortals, breaking the cage, and seeking great freedom and liberty."

"You, the leader of the Yulong Gang, are trapped in a small world. How can you resonate with the sword intent there? You will naturally be rejected. The sword intent there is extremely sharp and will certainly hurt you."

"You want to use the sword intent to sharpen yourself and break into the realm of knowing destiny. It's simple to say. The mind is the sword intent. All you need to do is let it flow!"

After being trapped in a cage for a long time, I can finally return to nature.

Chao Xiaoshu's qualifications were actually good enough to enter the second floor, and he could have been promoted to Zhiming long ago. However, because he had been secretly helping King Tang, he felt restrained and was held back by trivial matters.

It was such a big dragon, but it was willing to be trapped in the fish pond. Ning Que couldn't help but feel sorry for it when he saw it.

After listening to Xiaoshu, Chao smiled bitterly. He could naturally let go of everything and seek a higher realm, but he had some concerns in his heart and the time had not come yet.

He bowed respectfully and begged, "Mr. Ning, I know you have amazing magical powers. I am so shameless. There may be a battle tonight. I wonder if you can lend me a hand?"

"fighting?"

Ning Que raised his eyebrows, and then said: "You have already been deeply hurt by the true meaning of the word sword, and you still want to fight tonight. Are you looking for death?"

He continued to smile bitterly at Xiaoshu and said, "I originally wanted to enter the realm of knowing my destiny as soon as possible, but unfortunately, things don't go as I wish!" "Forget it!"

Ning Que waved his hand, signaling him to leave, and said, "It just so happens that I like to join in the fun, and you seem like a nice guy, so I'll help you!"

"In that case, thank you, Mr. Ning!"

Ning Que nodded and looked at the figure leaving Xiaoshu, thinking about something in his heart. Then he called Sangsang and said, "Sangsang, I may be back late tonight, so you can eat first!"

Sangsang, who was short and dark-skinned, listened to the words coming from the young master at the end of the street while silently tidying up the things on the stove.

"what?"

"But Master, I'm almost done packing!"

Sangsang ran out of the kitchen, shouting with flour all over his hands.

It’s a pity that Ning Que had disappeared long ago.

Sangsang muttered, "You run really fast. Young Master has been elusive since he came to Chang'an City."

.........

The weather changed so quickly. It was supposed to be sunset in the evening but now it is raining.

The cold rain made the night sky seem even more empty. Ning Que, dressed in ink-colored clothes, walked on the street, but the pouring rain seemed to ignore him and stopped right beside him.

Ning Que found a place with an excellent view and stood on the roof of a tall building.

On the street of Chunfeng Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu looked at the large group of people on the opposite side without any fear.

"Whoa!"

The sound of powerful crossbows being fired from the army broke the confrontation between the two sides.

"kill!"

A group of people, relying on their numbers, rushed towards the legendary figure of the underground world in the capital.

"Zhi!"

Chao Xiaoshu unsheathed his green steel sword, and the powerful sword energy drew a curtain of water. The unparalleled sharp sword energy rushed into the crowd. He was alone, and he rushed towards the group of people.

Chao Xiaoshu was seen holding a green steel sword, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Powerful sword energy flashed across the streets, causing countless deaths and injuries in an instant.

"I didn't expect that Chao Xiaoshu has some skills. It wasn't in vain that I read that sword diagram. After all, he did make some progress." Ning Que nodded and watched Chao Xiaoshu killing people everywhere.

"call out"

Just when Chao Xiaoshu was about to kill all the people in front of him, a flying sword attacked him from behind.

Chao Xiaoshu was unable to react in time and could only turn around quickly, holding his sword across his chest and defending himself at the critical moment.

"boom!"

The powerful force will knock the small tree far away.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

He took a few steps back towards the small tree, splashing water everywhere, and it took him a lot of effort to keep his balance.

“I never thought that a gang leader in Tang Country would be a great swordsman at the Profound Realm.”

A middle-aged man in green swordsman's uniform walked out of the darkness and stretched out his hand to call back the flying sword that was attacking the small tree.

"I could never have imagined that people from Nanjin Jiange would get involved here!" he frowned at Xiaoshu.

(End of this chapter)