I have many teachers

Chapter 111 Before leaving
In Shaolin Temple.

Wang Anfeng carefully wrapped the whip lock around his right forearm, keeping it at the easiest position to shoot. Inside the belt around his waist, he packed the golden sore medicine, detoxification pill, and naqi pills that can be used to stimulate the recovery of internal strength at critical times. , placed on the right.

The silver needle given by Li Kangsheng and his wife before is placed on the left side.

The internal force in the body is adjusted to the most perfect state.

Although today is not the day to start, he still made some preparations in advance to confirm the best condition.

Strictly speaking.

When the boy first entered the rivers and lakes, he stepped into a muddy puddle, splashing mud all over his body.

In particular, the mud was still very smelly, and the smell was still fresh in the boy's memory, and he was already [-]% vigilant about Jianghu Road in his heart.

The rivers and lakes are the bloody storm after the beautiful scenery.

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Fufeng Academy·Confucius Hall.

The green-robed old man held the scroll in his hand, frowned slightly, and said:

"Wasn't Wang Anfeng only allowed to join Qingfeng Jie in the name of sending books?"

"Why are there two extra spots? What did you... say to the girls of the Sword Sect?"

The master sat on the side, holding a cup of tea, looking at the nose and the heart with the nose.

He raised his hand and took a sip of tea, and said slowly:
"You know, in the past we just sent our masters."

"so what?"

"Even if there are more copies of ancient books this time, there is no need to add a school library guard. So, I simply said that when the old man passed his 90th birthday, Qingfeng sent three disciples to celebrate his birthday. Reciprocity, we Bian Ye should go over to the three disciples to salute and say a few nice words to the old man over there."

There was a slight pause in the voice, and the master took a peek at Elder Ren, and carefully added:
"Well, I heard it was your idea, and they quickly agreed."

"There is also a librarian attached."

Elder Ren's face darkened upon hearing this.

Fufeng Academy's selection of students started quickly, and ended within one day.

Most of the direct students of the masters have already settled their hearts and have no interest in such things that are not very good at martial arts. For example, Gu Jianzhang, while the young people who have just entered the palace are not good enough to practice and it is difficult to win. There is only one The exception is the famous young master Xue Shuang.

Defeated several opponents with a chic swordsmanship, and won the first place without a doubt.

Afterwards, the military strategist Baili Feng narrowly won with the brutal Mo Dao vertical and horizontal seventeen moves.

It's not that there is no one stronger than him, but after he casts his moves, the surrounding area is full of sword light, and he rushed out of the 'heavy encirclement' almost like a rascal.

The last one is a Legalist girl, dressed in red, with high eyebrows, using the full moon knife that is often used by foreigners. It seems that because Bai Lifeng has never been knocked out of the ring, her eyebrows are gloomy, and she can't wait to look at the latter. He bit down a piece of meat fiercely, but when he looked at the handsome Xue Qinshuang in a blink of an eye, his face was full of tenderness, almost oozing water, which sent chills down the backs of the Xue family girl and Bailifeng.

The students who have set out so far have already decided.

And the one who really went to represent the academy was an old Mohist in his sixties, who was well-known for his expertise in organs.

After all, although this Qingfengjie is a hermit sect, the oldest grand elder on the surface is only 70 years old.

If the master of Fufeng Academy went to pay a birthday greeting in person, that great elder would not be able to sit still.

It's too inconsistent with the rules of the rivers and lakes.

When this nearly hundred-year-old man roamed the rivers and lakes in fresh clothes and angry horses, the Great Elder had not yet been born.

But when she came to join Qingfengjie by chance, the master had already given up his sword and easily left the rivers and lakes.

About, exactly 60 years ago.

The age difference between the two is 30 years, one or two generations.

Of course, if you don't conform to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you are still worried about another point. You were born later than others, and you lived a shorter life than others.

It is not uncommon for seniors with profound skills in the world to participate in the younger generation's birthday banquet. After sending the younger generation away in the past few years, they are still in good health. Well, if you think about it carefully, there is really no reason at all. Young people often laugh it off, but the old Jianghu cares a lot and believes it stubbornly.

The older you get, the more taboo these things are.

Perhaps in the face of the inevitable death, most people will not be able to truly ignore it. The martial arts state of mind can still suppress fear, but in the details, it is still full of nostalgia for the world.

Fufeng Academy.

As the largest school in Fufeng County, there will naturally be guest rooms for visitors.

As night fell, a bean of light rose in a bedroom.

The woman in white is sitting cross-legged on the bed, her whole body is clean, except for her long hair tied up with a jade hairpin. Although her eyebrows are beautiful, she is less popular. The more cold she looks, the long sword is placed across her knees, not yet out of its sheath. , There was already a bitter chill filling the room, causing the lamp to shake slightly.

As a walking disciple of the hidden world sect in the rivers and lakes, her cultivation has reached the fifth rank.

One-handed swordsmanship is perfect, martial arts has reached her level, and it is difficult to go further with simple penance, but she still has not missed a day, and she keeps meditating every day. Miscellaneous thoughts, but today I have been sitting cross-legged for [-] weeks, but I still have distracting thoughts, and I can't kill them all.

He had no choice but to open his eyes and sigh slowly.

It was rare for him to meditate, and he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up and got out of bed, put the saber behind his back, sat at the table, and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.

The amber tea soup was reflected in the candlelight, and it was getting late at this time, and the little disciples who wanted to bring them down had already fallen asleep, and her thoughts were not as clear as in the day, and she couldn't help but start to think about the things she saw today. Mrs.

A conversation, but a cup of tea time.

If it is as rumored, it is unpredictable.

The woman's eyes were flickering as she groped for the teacup with her fair fingers, and whispered:
"The patriarch was tired of fighting in the rivers and lakes, so he escaped from the world."

"But what follows is the World of Great Controversy..."

"If you continue to hide from the world, you will be killed by the extermination faction."

His voice paused slightly, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to see the old master with white beard and white robe again. Standing there seemed to be a world, looked at himself and smiled gently:

"This time, it is the old man who accepts your love."

"The three students selected today, as well as the librarian... After returning to Qingfengjie, lead them there once."

"The next choice is in your hands."

At this time, recalling the old man's appearance, the woman's heart still trembled slightly, even with a fifth-rank cultivation base, she still couldn't restrain herself.

The master has kind eyes, always smiles, and looks very, very easy to talk to, but when she looks at the old man, she seems to see a sword, which has been covered in dust for an unknown number of years. It was a rusty sword, but for some reason, the sword was pulled out again, and the red rust on the sword was wiped off.

The strong wine spilled on the blade, it was still sharp and lingering, and it could still cut the ground and roll people's heads.

　Thank you for the 500 starting coins of Nanxing V, the 100 starting coins of Fantasy Domino, and the 07 starting coins of asen100.

　　
　
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