Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 214
Nangong Chunshui said it like a joke, and Sikong Changfeng didn't take it seriously at all, but just shook his head resentfully: "How dare you bother Mr. about such a trivial matter."

"Yangliu Yinyin, children love each other, but it's a big deal. But it's not your business." Nangong Chunshui asked with a smile, "Where are you going next?"

"I want to walk around this river and lake again, sharpen my marksmanship, and come to Dongcheng after I succeed, and take Baili Dongjun away." Sikong Changfeng replied.

Nangong Chunshui nodded: "I still have ambitions, but I just want to hone my marksmanship. What should I use to hone it? Just your eight-style or nine-style gun that goes back and forth?"

"But I only know how to chase ruins guns." Sikong Changfeng said helplessly.

"Silly, you only know how to chase down guns, but you have the most powerful master in the world!" Nangong Chunshui said with a look of resentment.

"Master will trace the remaining styles of the gun?" Sikong Changfeng said happily.

Nangong Chunshui was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help cursing: "Why do you remember this ruin gun after so many times? You have already worshiped No. [-] in the world as your teacher, why don't you want to think about more powerful marksmanship? For example——"

"Dragon Transformation!"

Sikong Changfeng was shocked: "The dragon changes!"

"The gun is up!" Sailor Nangong Chun raised it lightly, the long spear at Sikong Changfeng's waist had already swirled into his hand, and Nangong Chun pointed the water gun at the sky.

Suddenly within a hundred feet, a strong wind blew up.

The leaves rustled, and the ground flew sand and rocks.

After all, Mr. is Mr. He has such power when he raises his gun.

"Come!" Nangong Chunshui swung his spear, saying that all the long winds gathered on the tip of the spear, he swung it violently.

The wind broke.

earthquake.

Nangong Chunshui burst out of the wind and sand, the spear in his hand came alive like a swimming dragon, and saw birds fleeing in a hurry within a hundred meters, and there seemed to be clouds changing color in the sky!
This is the truly peerless marksmanship.

It can shock all things and move the world.

That's why it's called the startling dragon change.

It is also one of the most powerful marksmanship in the legends of Jianghu.

I have heard that Mr. Li is excellent at both swords and swords, and his marksmanship is so amazing!
"The dragon has changed!" Nangong Chunshui laughed loudly, and suddenly jumped up, turning into a silver dragon hovering in the air, even with a gun.

Sikong Changfeng was dumbfounded.

Those silver dragons screamed towards the sky, and suddenly rushed towards Sikong Changfeng. Sikong Changfeng knew that it was Nangong Chunshui, so he didn't change his face, and didn't take a step back.

Jiaolong stopped suddenly when he was only an inch away from Sikong Changfeng, and suddenly turned into Nangong Chunshui again. Nangong Chunshui slammed the spear in his hand into the ground, stuck it into the soil, stood up, and shot Clap the soil in your hands: "Can you see clearly?"

"There are 33 moves in total, except for the last move of transforming the dragon, I can see all of them clearly." Sikong Changfeng swallowed his saliva.

"The last trick is illusion, not marksmanship. If you can see clearly, you will be a ghost." Nangong Chunshui raised his eyebrows proudly, "But seeing clearly does not mean you can learn it well, otherwise you will learn your marksmanship if you fight someone else I'm going. I want to accompany my wife to travel around the world, and I don't have time to teach you martial arts. But with your talent, you don't need to teach it. Take this gun manual." Nangong Chunshui took out an ancient book from his arms and threw it to Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng took it, and hurriedly saluted: "Thank you, Master!"

"You are the luckiest of my apprentices." Nangong Chunshui said suddenly.

Sikong Changfeng was puzzled: "Why did Master say that?"

"My sword skills are the best in the world, the sword skills are the best in the world, the boxing skills are the best in the world, and the palm skills are the best in the world, but this marksmanship is really only a handful. No matter how well Baili Dongjun and Xiao Ruofeng use swords, how can they surpass them? Me? But you are different, you will become a spear fairy in the future, and that will be the only spear fairy in the world." Nangong Chunshui patted him on the shoulder, "Do you think you are very lucky?"

Sikong Changfeng smiled wryly: "Master really thinks highly of me."

"I really don't think highly of you. Baili Dongjun was born in a famous family, Xiao Ruofeng was born in the royal family, and Ye Dingzhi was born as a general. But you, a wanderer, can stand side by side with them with the world as your teacher. Aren't you amazing? Nangong Chunshui turned around and waved his hand, "Don't let me down, see you next time. You have to bring Baili Dongjun with you."

"Inevitable!" Sikong Changfeng pulled out the spear on the ground, his eyes determined.

Sikong Changfeng walked down the mountain, there was a carriage parked there waiting for him, Luoshui in red was looking into the distance, a little dazed.

"What are you looking at?" Nangong Chunshui asked softly.

"Your apprentices are all like this, do you still want to travel around?" Luo Shui asked.

"This way, isn't it the best?" Nangong Chunshui said with a smile, "There are two full years for them to practice martial arts without being disturbed, and they have a firm goal in their hearts. After waiting for two years, they will ride the clouds and transform into dragons It's time."

"So confident?"

"After all, my apprentice!"

Outside Tianqi City, Muyun Mountain, Fengxiao Temple.

The little novice was carrying a small luggage on his back, with an angry expression on his face: "Master, I can't hold on anymore!"

"You can't hold on to such a small luggage?" The old monk sighed.

"Master, I thought I would carry this bag and walk hundreds of miles, and then I couldn't hold on anymore!" the little novice complained.

"We monks are still afraid of this little hardship?" asked the old monk.

"We monks can't eat this, and we can't eat that, so why do we need to eat?" The little novice was very young, but he spoke quite eloquently.

"Wu Chan, do you think Master won't leave after talking so much?" the old monk asked back.

The little novice turned his head: "Master's temper is even more stubborn than that big black bull at the foot of the mountain, if he says he will go, he will definitely go."

"Then what are you talking about?" the old monk laughed.

"I can't say it yet." The little monk walked down the mountain.

"Wuchan, actually the Hanshan Temple is very good, with beautiful scenery and outstanding people. And the mountain is not high, unlike Fengxiao Temple, which takes an hour to go up and down the mountain, and it is also close to the city. You know the Gusu City under Hanshan Temple , although it is not bigger than Tianqi City, but it is much more interesting than Tianqi City. On the streets of Spring Day, selling flowers, fighting shrimps, diving boards, juggling antiques, you have everything you like. And the candied haws there are very delicious. You buy two skewers, one to eat and the other to watch. What do you think?" The old monk followed the advice carefully.

The little monk ignored it and walked on his own, but there was a wind under his feet, and he walked faster and faster.

The old monk sighed and looked into the distance.

In fact, at this age, who wants to go so far.It's just that when I saw that young man back then, I just felt it was a pity.

A good young man, originally full of grandeur, but with a little more magic.

Not good, not good.

(End of this chapter)