I have many teachers

Chapter 239 Greed (2\2)

For a period of time after that, because of Mu Shanxue's reminder, Wang Anfeng stayed in the school all the time, reading books on weekdays to practice Qi, and at night after cleaning the stairs of Fengzi Building, he returned to Shaolin Temple to practice fist, palm and sword skills, lightly For body skills, more than ten days have passed in such a flash.

In Fufeng County, although Huolianmen added the 'Zangyuan Sword' to the list of Fufeng Famous Weapons, it did not cause much disturbance. , and buried this thought secretly in his heart.

It's not that these martial arts practitioners abide by the law, but that although the 5 taels of silver is extremely attractive, the seventh-rank martial artist can almost fly in the air, so it's really not very attractive, and the martial arts practitioners are also very attractive. If you are not a lunatic, how can you take risks before you reach a desperate situation?
What's more, the book collector, according to the star list, his swordsmanship is outstanding, enough to compete with eighth-rank warriors. Although he has been quite quiet in recent days, he has nothing to say about his achievements, so his ranking has dropped slightly .

But his martial arts will definitely not retreat.

From the perspective of this young hero, the dormancy during this period of time will actually bring about a leap in martial arts, and it is bound to be impossible to compare with his martial arts when he became famous.

If you take action against him, if you can't make a quick decision and attract the patrols, you will cause a lot of trouble, especially the rumors in the rivers and lakes. He is quite close to the Fufeng patrols. There is a lot of respect in words.

Although due to the delicate relationship between the Jianghu and the court, the people of the Jianghu are fighting and the Daqin patrols can't do anything, but if they use the pretext of disrupting people's livelihood and severely deduct a sum of money from them, they dare not refuse to pay them before the Daqin fights. It's just that if you steal the chicken, you can't lose money, and you can trade the rice at a loss.

If it is not in a difficult situation, how can they be willing to do it.

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Fufeng County City · Welcome Inn.

Liang Jinggen patted the table and said viciously:

"I accept this deal!"

A fat man next to him smiled and said:
"Then you go."

Liang Jinggen gave him a hard look, and said:
"What do you mean?"

The fat man's expression did not change, he still smiled and said:

"What do you mean? Literally."

"Although we are said to be people in the Jianghu, if you rush into the academy with a knife, you can't kill you. It is not impossible for you to be punished for the crime of disrupting people's livelihood and thrown into prison for two or three months."

"It is said that the legalists prepared prisons for Jianghu people, but even hard-core men go in, and their legs and feet will be weak when they come out. They will live in peace all their lives and dare not touch Qin Lv again, let alone you and me."

There was a slight pause in the voice, and the fat man persuaded again:
"Besides, relying on your martial arts, you can escape with your life under the sword of collecting books. It's already smoke from the ancestral grave, what else can you do?"

"After thinking for half a month, I finally made such a decision. I don't know what to say about you."

"It must be known that greed will lead to poverty in the end."

Liang Jinggen sneered and said:

"I can't beat him."

"But don't forget that Huo Lianmen is a big sect, they are not crazy, they just love swords like a madman, and they are not a murderous devil. What they want is just the sword, not their lives. "

The fat man looked slightly startled, opened his narrowed eyes, and said:
"what do you mean."

Liang Jinggen said:

"Although Fufeng Academy is well-known, it is not a dragon's pond or a tiger's den."

"I secretly sneaked into the house of the librarian and stole his sword. After exchanging the money, it is not impossible to escape directly tomorrow. 5 taels of silver are naturally contemptuous of seventh-rank experts. But for you and me, it's a huge sum of money, even if you split it in half, it's enough to live comfortably in an ordinary county town."

"After this deal is done, we'll just wash our hands and quit."

"When the time comes, marry a daughter-in-law of three or five houses, buy some property in the county, and then leave the world alone and enjoy the world, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Hearing the words, the fat man showed hesitation and enthusiasm, Liang Jinggen slapped the palm of his hand on the table heavily, made a muffled loud noise, raised his voice, and shouted:

"The book collector is only proficient in swordsmanship, and his lightness kung fu is mediocre. You and I both rely on lightness kung fu to make a living. In terms of body skills, how can you be behind him?!"

"This deal, will you do it?!"

The fat man's face was cloudy and uncertain. After struggling for a while, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Support the bold to death, starve the timid to death, this time I will listen to you."

"Done!"

Liang Jinggen was overjoyed, laughed loudly and said:

"It really is my good brother."

"Don't worry, I will never treat you badly."

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In Shaolin Temple.

The gate of Tongren Lane was wide open, Wang Anfeng walked out with a wooden sword in his hand, frowning slightly, thinking about the gains and losses of the fight just now.

His whole body of martial arts is based on the golden bell cover, his fists are prajna palms, and his fingering is based on the star-pointing finger taught by Wu Changqing. Before that, his lightness skills were ordinary, and he could only use hard bridges and horses to dismantle his opponents. With the lightness skill of the Thief's Gate, it's like opening a door, and the fighting style becomes more and more changeable.

Only swordsmanship is still broken by Mr. Ying's 72 moves. He has practiced this swordsmanship for a long time, and the swordsmanship moves are gradually becoming proficient, but he finds that he has reached a bottleneck and it is difficult to take a step forward. Distressed, do not know where the problem lies.

Just now when he walked out, he was still in deep thought when suddenly there was a spurt of energy, fierce and fierce, like a long knife slashing obliquely, with extraordinary momentum, he had just gone through a hard fight, and he almost instinctively drew his sword in his hand , move back.

When the vigorous energy weakened slightly, his figure suddenly moved forward, like a cloud turning upside down, and he swung the long sword in his hand to take advantage of the situation, hitting the strong energy several times in a row, breaking it away.

Just now he breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a green bamboo stick out from the slanted ground, stabs and twitches, chops like a long knife, sweeps like a heavy gun, the moves are continuous, almost endless, in the blink of an eye, Wang Anfeng has already Trapped in place by this torrent-like attack, he can't get out and can only fight the enemy with swordsmanship.

Under the heavy pressure, he displayed his swordsmanship to the fullest, breaking the ever-changing offensive completely, and because of the counter-shock force, he kept retreating until his back leaned against the gate of Tongren Lane, and the continuous movement The afterimage had just disappeared, Wang Anfeng was short of breath, a few meters in front of him, there was only a green shirt, holding a green bamboo, looking at him indifferently.

The young man calmed down, put away the weapon in his hand, put it back in the scabbard, took two steps forward, clasped his fists in salute, and said:
"The younger generation has seen Mr.

The scribe nodded slightly and said:

"Swordsmanship, it's not bad."

Wang Anfeng replied respectfully:
"It's all because Mr. taught well."

Mr. Ying nodded, and lightly tapped the green bamboo in his hand on the ground. After pondering for a moment, he said casually:

"I said that day, you need to master the 36 palace steps of the jade steps, 28 double pupils, 28 kinds of methods of using sword strength, blood solution of spirit, qi and blood, the method of qi penetrating the sky, the twelve city formulas, the key words, three Zhiliujie is considered a swordsman just now, remember?"

Wang Anfeng nodded and said:
"remember."

The scribe glanced at him and said lightly:

"Just remember."

Lifting the green bamboo in his hand, from top to bottom, pointing at the boy's eyes, wrist, and feet, said:
"You have mastered all the strength of the sword and the footwork used to fight with the sword. You have also entered the third level of the 28-fold pupil technique. Although the entry level is still normal, it can be used for fighting. Blood solution, the method of qi piercing through the sky, can only be practiced when you are at the seventh rank."

"But your swordsmanship at the moment has stagnated."

Wang Anfeng was terrified when he heard the words, the scholar in front of him still had no expression on his face, but he already knew the temperament of the master, so he cupped his fists and saluted respectfully:
"Please teach me sir."

The scribe seemed rather reluctant, and only slightly nodded.

At the same time, outside the Fufeng Academy.

One fat and one thin, two figures sneaked up to the wall, looked left and right, then turned and entered.

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