Super Brain Valkyrie

() "Now that I have formally stepped into the realm of minor accomplishment of dark energy, I can quickly consolidate my cultivation in the past few days. Next, I can use my heart to ponder the various methods of using dark energy to hit the realm of great accomplishment of dark energy. In 20 days, from Hai Jin to An Jin, if Dad knows, what kind of expression will he have?" Fang Ping was secretly happy, the expression on his face was really smug, and he decided to go for a walk.

The moon was as cold as water outside the house, Fang Ping walked around the inn, and then walked to the ancient ruins of Cangyang Post.More than 1000 years ago, the world of sentient beings was once the capital of the Dawei Dynasty, the City of Apocalypse.Cangyang Station is a landmark building in the northwest of Tianqi City.

More than 1000 years ago, those passionate youths in Tianqi City who had great ambitions, went to the northwest to serve in the army, fought against the barbarians, and tried to make achievements, literati and sao guests, often drunk and sang here, recited poems, and said goodbye to their relatives and friends.Cangyang Station has thus become a cultural resort full of heroism in the Dawei Dynasty.Later generations of literati often use Cangyang to refer to the place of farewell.

In his previous life, Fang Ping was a person who was extremely interested in classical culture.After studying in Qingfengzhuang for a month, he also knew some of the human geography of this world. He happened to come here at this time, so he walked to visit it.

After the collapse of the Dawei Dynasty, in order to compete for the treasures left by the Dawei Dynasty, the Ming clan, the barbarians, the demons, and various forces from the other seven realms of the central and yang world poured into Tianqi City one after another. They fought for 100 years, and finally formed Today, a world of living beings with complex fish and dragons and coexistence of various races.The vast and prosperous Tianqi City has completely declined in this century-long melee.

Although Cangyang Station is a historical scenic spot in the records of literati, its ruins are actually desolate and dilapidated, with very few remaining.Fang Ping walked westward for two or three miles from the inn, and saw several broken walls and ruins, hidden among the trees, among which weeds were overgrown and dilapidated.

Thinking of the countless impassioned, passionate and passionate people who once gathered here, sang wine and said goodbye generously, and now it is dilapidated like this, Fang Ping also felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

He walked a few steps forward, and suddenly found a figure standing in a dilapidated pavilion in front of him.Judging by the way this figure is dressed, he seems to be a scholar.

That figure stood alone in the moonlight like water, as if he was meditating and sighing.Fang Ping didn't want to disturb him, so he turned around and left.At this moment, the scholar suddenly recited two lines of poems, "The Qingqiu Festival in Shangyang Palace, the ancient road of Cangyang is full of sound." After reciting these two lines of poems, he paused there, as if he was thinking about what to do next.

Fang Ping saw someone who had the same interests as himself, and came here in the midst of the moonlight to reminisce, and originally wanted to get acquainted.However, he is calm and cautious by nature, if there is a chance, he would not take the liberty to disturb others.Listening to the scholar's voice at this time, he was extremely young, but there was a sense of desolation in these two poems.

In Fang Ping's body, there was a heroic and passionate aura.At this time, listening to these two lines of poems is not like the mood of a young man, and the blood in his heart is throbbing, so he said loudly, "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, let him change the sea."

The scholar clapped his hands, turned around, and said, "Good poetry, good poetry."

Fang Ping took a look, and the other party was indeed a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, and a calm demeanor, showing a literary, noble and elegant temperament.

Fang Ping bowed his hands and said, "Actually, I don't know poetry. These two sentences are just nonsense. The literary talent is not good, and it must not be in rhythm."

The young man laughed loudly, "It's not literary talent and rhyme that make a poem, but the blood in the chest and the pride in the bones. My brother, these two lines of poems sweep away the gloom and desolation, and they are well received."

"In Xiaping, please tell me your brother Gao's name? I think Xiongtai is also a young hero. Why is there a sense of sadness in the poem?" Fang Ping said.

"Shangguan Feihong, I just saw Cangyang Station so dilapidated, and thought of how beautiful the Dawei Dynasty was back then, so I felt a little bit emotional. If Brother Mengfang doesn't give up, why don't we go to the inn to order wine and food, and then slowly talk about it. How about talking?" The boy stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Fang Ping went in response.Immediately, the two returned to the inn, ordered a few small dishes, ordered Xiao Er to boil a pot of wine, and started talking over drinks.

After talking for a while, Fang Ping found that Shangguan Feihong knew a lot about human geography and the customs of various places, far better than himself.When he talked about the local conditions and customs, he would occasionally add a sentence or two of his own opinion.It is often a simple sentence or two, which shows his extraordinary insight.The so-called listening to Jun's words is better than reading ten years of books, and the description is probably such a scene.

What shocked Fang Ping even more was that after some conversation, Fang Ping found that Shangguan Feihong's views on martial arts were also very profound.As for his cultivation base, it is even more unfathomable, and there is no sign at all.

Fang Ping's current cultivation base is a small achievement of dark energy, and he can sense the fluctuation of the internal energy of others.After being amplified by the Tianxi system, it is enough to capture and analyze the extremely weak internal information of others.But on Shangguan Feihong's body, he couldn't sense even the slightest breath.

Fang Ping saw that when he spoke and behaved, his breath was smooth and long, so he must be a martial artist.But he couldn't even sense his inner breath. Obviously, his cultivation had already surpassed the realm of strength training.Fang Ping estimated that his cultivation had at least reached the peak of the Body Tempering Realm.

The two were congenial, and had a conversation, and before they knew it, it was already late at night.The shopkeeper had already received a large ingot of silver from Shangguan Feihong, and went back to his room to rest.The waiter who stayed to serve the two of them leaned on a chair in the corner and took a nap while holding the teapot.

Shangguan Feihong toasted Fang Ping with a glass of wine, got up and said, "It's a good meeting, and I'm very excited. If there is a chance to meet in the future, I will talk about it in detail. Brother Fang is a bow-wielding man. I am about the same age as you, and we are congenial." , so I gave this jade finger as a gift. If Brother Fang comes to Tianlan City in the future, this jade finger will be a token. With this token, I, the Shangguan family in Tianlan City, will definitely pay respect to Brother Fang."

Fang Ping stood up, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, and said, "I see things on Brother Shangguan as either rich or expensive. There is really nothing on me that matches Brother Shangguan's temperament. If I accept your gift, I will If there is nothing in return, how can this be good?"

Shangguan Feihong said loudly, "Brother Fang, you don't need to shirk. I left home when I was young and traveled far away with my sword. The first is to understand the world's customs and customs, and the second is to make friends with heroes from all over the world. Brother Fang is a hot-blooded hero, and I will have a fate in the future Goodbye, I believe Brother Fang will live up to my gift today."

Fang Ping laughed loudly, took the jade wrench, and said, "Since Brother Shangguan's painstaking efforts, I will not be hypocritical. The world is big, and we don't know when we will meet again. If I hide from you in the future , don't blame me."

Shangguan Feihong laughed, "There is God's will in the dark, I believe it is not a coincidence to meet Brother Fang here. Brother Fang, let's say goodbye today, and there will be a time later." After finishing speaking, he turned around and stepped out, disappearing in the moonlight. Among se.

Fang Ping stood up, saluted with fists in his hands, and watched Shangguan Feihong leave, feeling a little emotional in his heart, he never imagined that there would be such a person in the world who is elegant in literature, strong in martial arts, and values ​​righteousness over wealth.At the same time, he also had a faint expectation in his heart. When he met Shangguan Feihong again in the future, what would it be like?

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