Baojian

Chapter 600 The Gift
"This one……"

Qin Feng hesitated when he heard the words, because this short sword is too precious. If it is about value, Qin Feng would rather take out the one billion US dollars to exchange for it.

"Xiao Qin, this sword stays in my hands like a pearl covered in dust. In the future, the world will belong to you young people. As the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero. This sword... you can accept it!"

Mr. Bai is so shrewd. Seeing Qin Feng's hesitation, he smiled and said: "I owed your master a life back then, and I never had a chance to repay it. This karma is also due to you. You don't owe me anything... "

Bai Shannan was full of pride all his life, he was always the only one who helped others, but he rarely received favors from others, so he always remembered Zai's life-saving grace in his heart, after so many years, it really became a heart disease.

"Brother Qin, what my father said was..."

Bai Zhentian also opened his mouth and said: "This sword is left in our hands, at best it is a little sharper, and it is not very useful, but it will be different if you hold it, it is equivalent to an extra trump card..."

Bai Zhentian also thought it through, although the sword is sharp, but he can't display its power, holding it in his hand is like a chicken rib, probably not as powerful as a bullet.

But Qin Feng is different. He can hurt people with a sword. Holding this sword in his hand is really like adding wings to a tiger. Although he dare not say that he can take the head of a person thousands of miles away, he can do it within a few feet of his body. Killing invisible.

Of course, driving this short sword is also a heavy load for Qin Feng. He has exhausted his mental power after only using it twice just now. This is the first time since Qin Feng formed his consciousness.

"Okay, then I will accept this fish intestine sword."

Hearing Bai Zhentian and his son say the same thing, Qin Feng thought for a while, and said: "The old man gave you a generous gift, and the kid is ashamed to receive it. If there is anything in the Bai family in the future, just tell the kid to do it."

Although Qin Feng also helped Bai Zhentian a lot of things before, compared with this short sword, Qin Feng felt that those sacrifices were nothing. For this short sword, he was willing to let him go bankrupt.

There are not many ancient ten swords left in the world. Qin Feng vaguely felt that there was a big secret in this short sword. Maybe he could get any chance from it.

"You boy, what are you doing with such a relationship with Big Brother Bai?"

Bai Zhentian smiled and patted Qin Feng's shoulder. Seeing the tiredness on his old father's face, he hurriedly said: "Okay, it's getting late, let's all go to rest. Wait for Qin Feng tomorrow, and you're going to send Senior Xia Tell your father about it..."

Bai Zhentian was afraid that his father would drag Qin Feng into a detailed discussion all night, so he said these words to silence his old father first.

"Stinky boy, you are the only one with many problems."

Old man Bai glared at his son, but he made a calculation for Qin Feng today, which really hurt his heart, and he also felt tired this time.

Seeing his father nodding his head, Bai Zhentian heaved a sigh of relief, quickly greeted the servants in the manor, and arranged their own residences for several people in the field.
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After Qin Feng returned to the room, it was almost midnight, but although his mental strength was almost exhausted just now, Qin Feng still didn't feel sleepy.

"The Fish Intestine Sword is too ostentatious, I have to give this sword a new name." Pulling the short sword out of its sheath, Qin Feng held it in his hand and played with it.

This sword is different from other swords, it is not injected with true energy, it looks a bit dull, even if you touch the edge with your hand, it will not cause any harm, so it can be carried close to your body.

"As the saying goes, a sharp sword has no edge, and great skill does not work. It fits the purpose of this sword..."

Qin Feng pondered for a while, and said to himself: "This sword is sharp and introverted, so it can be called Zangfeng. It can be turned into soft fingers on weekdays, but it is a deadly weapon at critical moments..."

Gently stroking the short sword, Qin Feng seemed to feel a cheer coming from the sword, and couldn't help laughing. The ancients said that the sword has a spirit, and it seems that it is not a lie. General.

Qin Feng carefully separated a wave of true energy and poured it into the Zangfeng. The feeling of blood connection rose in his heart again, but this time Qin Feng did not dare to use his spiritual sense to drive the sword again.

After sensing this feeling, Qin Feng immediately sat up in meditation. He wanted to communicate with the sword through his spiritual power and truly get the sword's approval.

However, to Qin Feng's disappointment, that feeling only lasted for a few minutes before disappearing, and when he looked at the sword in his palm, it became a piece of ordinary iron again.

"In the future, I will use standing up and accumulating for a while every day, I don't believe that I can't do it like my arms and fingers!"

Qin Feng knew the truth that haste makes waste, but he didn't rush for success. After playing with Zangfeng for a while, he put it away close to his body, and then used his master's skills to enter the deep meditation.

Four or five hours passed in a flash. When Qin Feng opened his eyes, he could already see the sky outside. After feeling the state of his body, Qin Feng found that all the mental power consumed yesterday had been replenished.

Not only that, Qin Feng also found that the spiritual consciousness, which has always been difficult to increase, seems to be a little more than before, and the distance from which his spiritual consciousness is released has increased by more than one meter.

"Huh? Could it be said that practicing after exhausting your mental power will have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort?"

Qin Feng was slightly stunned for a moment, his current cultivation level was already at the peak of martial arts in the past hundred years, and none of the martial arts masters before liberation was like this.

So now Qin Feng doesn't have anything to learn from, not even any exercises. He can only grope forward, hoping to find his own path and continue to practice.

Different from those who grew up with golden keys in their mouths, in Qin Feng's heart, there is always a sense of insecurity. Only his own strength can bring him a sense of peace of mind, so for so many years, Qin Feng has not stopped practicing for a day .

Although he vaguely guessed the reason for the increase of spiritual consciousness, Qin Feng didn't dare to try it rashly again. The feeling of exhaustion of mental power is really uncomfortable, and the current environment is not enough for Qin Feng to practice quietly.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Qin Feng got up and went outside to start his morning exercises. In the early morning, the fresh air drops and the stale air rises, which is also the most favorable time for warriors to practice.

After Qin Feng stood for a few minutes, Bai Zhentian and others came out one after another. Apart from Lu Yangjing, who had a knee injury, even Shen Junhao and the hall masters who were deposed yesterday also found their own pieces. Place punched.

"It's no wonder Hongmen can develop so well in the United States. Dare is the peak of martial arts!"

After seeing those people, Qin Feng showed a surprised expression on his face. You must know that these old guys are several hundred years old. They can still practice diligently at such an age, which also shows from one aspect. Hongmen attaches great importance to personal force.

"Xiao Qin, are you practicing Taoist Kungfu?" Old Master Bai stood aside and watched Qin Feng stand for a long time, until Qin Feng finished his skills and came over.

"It should be the mental method of Taoism."

Qin Feng nodded, and said: "Master didn't explain it when he passed it on to me, but after I checked the Taoist classics, I saw many similarities, which should be derived from the Taoist mentality..."

"Your cultivation method is also very strange..."

Old Master Bai laughed when he heard the words: "Obviously, what I practice is Lao Tzu's tranquility and inaction, but what I practice is the thunderbolt method of the Buddhist King Kong. Back then, Brother Xia's reputation made everyone in the world frightened..."

After all, he has reached his age, like Mr. Bai now, most of the time in his day is spent remembering those friends in the past, and he didn't say a word to Qin Feng, but he talked about the past again.

"Hey, master never told me these things..." Qin Feng scratched his head and said, "Old man, can you tell me about those things about master back then?"

Zai probably didn't want Qin Feng to be involved in his previous grievances, and he almost never mentioned the past in front of Qin Feng, and even accidentally leaked the matter of his previous apprenticeship.

"Okay, let's have a good chat today, let's go, let's talk while having breakfast..."

Old Man Bai has retired for a long time, and he faces Bai Bin all day long, and he has long been tired of talking to him. Now that Qin Feng is willing to chat with him, Old Man Bai couldn't help being overjoyed, and dragged Qin Feng to the restaurant.

"Hey, Brother Qin, I...I still have something to do with you." Bai Zhentian, who had just arrived, saw Qin Feng being dragged away by his father, so he couldn't help shouting from behind.

"Xiao Qin is not from Hongmen, so there is no need to attend your meeting."

Old Man Bai waved his hands domineeringly, and muttered in his mouth: "I think you are going back as you live, and you have to hold so many meetings to decide on big things, whoever is not convinced, just beat him if he is convinced..."

Hearing old master Bai's words, Qin Feng broke out in a cold sweat. Originally, seeing the old man's appearance as a worldly master, it turned out that he was so violent in his bones.

Although he is already ninety years old, Mr. Bai's thinking is very clear and his reaction is very sensitive. He still remembers clearly some things that happened in his early years.

Originally, Qin Feng only wanted to chat with the old man and hear about the past of his master, but soon he became intoxicated by the rivers and lakes described by the old man.

Because he is the direct disciple of the sharpshooter Li Shuwen, Mr. Bai has many contacts with the big men of the world, and he has told a lot of secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to know.

One talked vigorously, and the other listened enthusiastically. The old and the young didn't change places. They just set up a set of tableware and just sat in the dining room and chatted. As for the other people, they were all arranged by Bai Bin to use them in other places. It's breakfast.

Bai Zhentian set the location of the Hongmen this time in the old man's manor. Many vehicles parked outside the manor early in the morning, and the peaceful manor in the past gradually became noisy.

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