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Chapter 178 Gongsun Jing's Progress (22)

Wang Anfeng didn't know how he could persevere.

It was a superfluous thought for him to have his own existence for the first time. If it wasn't for worrying that the Danfeng Valley warrior would hide in one place and notice something strange, he would have already run away.

Persisting until the meal was finished, Wang Anfeng and Dingsong Yuwen separated from the gate of the inn. The young man watched the two leave together. When he was being followed just now, he walked forward at a pace that was twice as slow.

Lowering his eyebrows, he silently counted 34 numbers in his heart, and without turning around, he only glanced quickly out of the corner of his eye, and saw a rather old inn, and saw the smooth threshold stepped on. As well as the wooden stairs with cracks, Xiao Er, holding the copper basin towel for washing, strode over and stepped on the stairs, making an unpleasant creaking sound.

The sight is closed at one place, and in the eyes of others, the young man still looks as usual, walking forward, but seems to be a little full, and the speed is a little slow.

Wang Anfeng didn't return directly to the academy, but went into the nearby pharmacy again, bought some commonly used medicinal materials, and went to other places to buy other things before returning to the academy by detour.

It wasn't until the blue-shirted boy had disappeared into the crowd, that there was a gray-clothed young man leaning against the window of the inn with smooth thresholds and old stairs, that he turned around.

Put your right hand down from the handle of the long and narrow knife at your waist.

Slightly closing his eyes, he recalled the previous experience in his mind.

That person just now did know those two people.

When I came out, my footsteps were different from when I was just now, much slower.

After thinking about it several times in his mind, he confirmed that there was nothing missing. The cold inner air in his body slowed down, and the pain that was like thousands of finely scaled knives passing over the meridians finally calmed down. Then he took another look at the inn. , turned around and left, perhaps because I felt a little relaxed, an idea inexplicably appeared in my mind.

I'm not young, so I eat a lot.

Turning around and sitting on the table, poured himself a cup of hot tea, wrapped his hands around the teacup, felt the temperature gradually dissipate on the cup, looked at the dull face reflected in the amber tea soup, and whispered in his heart.

Really... should be killed.

He raised his hand and introduced the cold tea into his throat.

The restless killing intent subsided slightly.

A slightly gentle voice suddenly came from the ear.

"Discovered?"

The man's expression did not change, but his eyes became more and more dead silent.

Looking sideways to the place where the sound came from, beside the wooden door, leaning against a young man who is about 25 years old, who is also the killer of Danfeng Valley, but he has prepared for himself an extremely handsome face, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he is dressed in a suit. With a blue Confucian shirt and a black jade pendant hanging from his waist, he looks suave and suave, not like a killer, but more like a talented man who recites poems and appreciates the moon.

The gray-clothed youth glanced at him and looked away.

The body under the clothes was slightly tense, and the voice was hoarse, very ordinary, just like his face and clothes, it was hard to leave an impression, saying:

"No."

The young man in Confucian shirts took a fixed look at him, and stepped over. The sound of his footsteps was steady, which actually coincided with the beating of the young man's heart in gray, and it sped up slightly. A strong hand was already on his shoulder, making him unable to move.

The young man in Confucian shirt suddenly laughed loudly, his face was very friendly and free and easy, the laughter gradually died down, and then he lowered his voice a little, and said in his ear:
"That's the best."

"I'm going to join forces with those lunatics in Baihutang this time. It's going to be a big deal. There are too many things involved. It's better not to make any trouble. Don't you think so, hahaha..."

The young man in Confucian shirt laughed again, patted his shoulder several times with his right hand, winked and said:
"Go to the painting boat tonight, listen to Hua Kui's song, and then, hehe... Do you want to go with me, kid?"

The young man in gray closed his eyes and did not answer.

The young man in Confucian shirt shook his head with a smile, turned and left.

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Fufeng County · North Wuzhou City.

The resident of the Jupeng Gang.

In the past few days, the Jupeng Gang, which is already quite powerful, has been collecting all kinds of business on the surface, but secretly mobilizing people from various counties and towns to collect a lot of things, the most of which are all kinds of martial arts cheats .

Whether it is the inferior hard work of the upper and lower ranks of the world, or all kinds of weapons, fists and palms, sword scriptures and swords, we don't ask for quality, only for quantity.

Hundreds of copies have been collected.

The leader of the gang, Sun Jing, raised his hand and flipped through a book of swordsmanship in his hand, quite engrossed.

The world is vast, and there are many martial arts practitioners. Throughout the ages, there are many martial arts that have lost their authenticity, lost their true essence, and only the skeleton of the moves remains, just like the Qingfeng Sword Art in his hand.

The moves are simple, without any fantastic changes. From the point of view of this move, it is only slightly better than ordinary martial arts, but from the overall point of view, its inner content is continuous, and it is obviously not a big way to claim to be unique. .

If an expert makes a move and uses his own martial arts essence to complete this path of swordsmanship, I am afraid it will also become a superior swordsmanship that can see its true meaning in a mediocre path, enough to dominate the lower three ranks, even if it is beyond the After passing the Longmen pass and stepping into the middle third rank, it is unknown whether the warrior can go further in this sword technique with his own comprehension.

However, why is there such a thing in the mission sent by the dragon head?
The man frowned slightly, puzzled.

Even the extremely splendid swordsmanship among the middle three ranks is nothing more than something that can be picked up by a master who has reached the upper third rank. It is not difficult to recreate a new one based on his own martial arts experience in half a day.

Will this kind of thing be useful to them?

Gongsun Jing fell into his own contemplation.

Is it to cultivate disciples?
No... not at all necessary.

Or does it mean that to practice a unique magical skill, one needs to see all the remarkable things about Musashi in the world?In order to introduce the old and bring forth the new, take a step forward and lead to a stronger realm?
Gongsun Jing opened his eyes slightly, feeling more and more that this possibility is very high.

It should be known that what is needed for cultivation is not only understanding and perseverance, but also extraordinary roots and good luck. Those warriors who are not high in cultivation may not have skills and martial arts that make even the third-rank masters shine. .

Perhaps there is only one point, but if these things are combined together, with the vision of the above-mentioned third-rank masters, cutting out the complicated and simplifying, bringing forth the new, will surely create an unprecedented martial arts classic.

Gather the wisdom of thousands of people to achieve the fruit of one person.

Gongsun Jing, who thought he saw the dragon head's thoughts, gasped in his heart, and his expression changed. He only felt that the dragon head had such a boldness and vision that he had never seen it before, and he was definitely not an ordinary upper third-rank master It can be compared, at the same time, I don't know even more, what is the purpose of this organization's birth?
At this moment, a heavy male voice came from outside the door, saying:

"Boss, there is news."

Gongsun Jing came back to his senses, closed the secret book in his hand, put it on the table, and just now opened his mouth, saying:
"Come in."

"Yes."

After responding, a tall and fat man walked in from the door, with a slightly excited expression on his face, he saluted Gongsun Jing with his fists in his hands, and shouted:

"Master, there is a clue to the 'legacy' you want us to take care of."

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