I have many teachers

Chapter 391 Reunion

Lao Zhou probably understood what Wang Anfeng meant.

Being able to be entrusted with the important task of Tan Yurou to act as a secret agent in a city outside Xidingzhou, he can't be an idiot. After careful consideration and rejection of the idea of ​​finding two handsome and pleasant young husbands, Wang Anfeng was able to sleep well.

When I woke up the next day, there was already a guy waiting outside the room.

After Wang Anfeng washed up, he didn't eat in the inn. Thinking of the two charming women who appeared in his room last night, he still felt a little uncomfortable all over his body. He didn't go to see Lao Zhou, but just talked to the two guys. Slipped out the back door.

It was the time of day, and there were already many pedestrians on the road. Wang Anfeng found a table at random and sat down at a table. millet porridge.

As Wang Xingqing said, the biscuits here are really worth a try.

The outer skin is crispy, and after one bite, it splits into several parts in the mouth, overflowing with oily fragrance, while the inner part is extremely soft, with a solid and simple taste. The two different textures and tastes are entangled with each other, which is wonderful. When serving dishes, he also sent a small stack of shredded pickles, and he smiled and greeted twice before retreating.

Because it is winter, the entrance is somewhat cold, but it is very refreshing because of the addition of balsamic vinegar, which offsets the greasy shell of the sesame seed cakes. Wang Anfeng couldn't stop talking until he ate the millet porridge cooked with pumpkin. After cleaning, he stopped his movements, put the bowl on the table, and exhaled white air.

I just feel that although this meal is extremely simple, it is satisfying enough.

"Chenghui, thirteen Chase Treasures."

The owner of the store is a man in his forties, with some white hair and a smile on his face. There is a wooden barrel on the table for collecting copper notes. Wang Anfeng took out thirteen hidden weapons from his pocket, and placed At the table, I got up and left amidst the shopkeeper's greeting, and walked on the road in the city, I just felt much more comfortable.

The Qingyang caravan will still be lingering in the city for several hours. Now counting the time, it should have just arrived at the East Market, ready to report to the officials and arrange for the goods to be laid out.

And since he saw Honghui's last sword a few days ago, his own martial arts has fallen into a state of exhaustion, and his practice as before is no longer effective, and he even retreats instead of advancing, imprisoning himself in the ground possible.

Therefore, Wang Anfeng didn't go back to the inn directly, meditate and practice inner strength like in the past, but walked aimlessly in the city.

He was still holding the dead branch that had been broken off from the foot of Tianjian Mountain in his hand, and he had a rather free and easy look, which was a little out of tune with the busy county town scene because of the approaching New Year's Eve, which attracted everyone's weird attention.

That sword still couldn't be put down completely...

Wang Anfeng sighed inwardly, he casually tapped the dead branches in the air and landed on the road.

No movement was made.

But in the Shaolin Temple, the expression of the green-clothed scribes did not return to the original casual look. Seeing Wang Anfeng's dead branch pointing to the ground, lifting it up again and again, it seemed to never stop. nod.

Not too stupid...

Not far away, Wu Changqing put down the Chinese medicine book in his hand, looked at Mr. Ying, thought for a while, and said with a smile:

"gentlemen……"

The green-clothed scribe raised his eyes to look, and said in a flat voice:
"What's the matter?"

The old man stroked his beard, but he didn't express his thoughts directly, but said with a smile: "Using his intentions in the sword, he forgets his form when he is complacent. According to the old man, Xiaofeng's swordsmanship can be regarded as a breakthrough, right? Put it in the younger generation of Daqin , can be counted as one of the few..."

Scribe looked at the young man walking slowly forward in the phantom in the air, and said with a sneer:

"Enter the hall?"

"Who gets the hall? And who gets into the room?"

"Swordsmanship and swordsmanship are all picking up the wisdom of the predecessors, and there is no trace of their own. How can this kind of swordsmanship be called entering the room? At best, it is just a trick that can kill people, far from being called It is art, let alone Tao.”

The voice paused slightly, it seemed a little calm, and reluctantly said:
"Only the sword stabbed at the ancient pavilion on the mountain the day before yesterday was still worth seeing..."

Wu Changqing smiled and nodded.

He understood what Mr. Ying meant.

The sword pierced out of the ancient pavilion on the mountain. It was Wang Anfeng who stood there for several days. He combined his perception of looking directly at Honghui's sword intent with his own swordsmanship. In addition, above the ancient pavilion, the world was vast, and there was a faint sword energy hidden below. , the right time, place and people, and the combination of the three can be stabbed out.

It's wonderful.

Although it is not obvious on the outside, it has all the three flavors of the sword. At that time, even the first-class steel and stubborn iron that blocked the iron sword would be pierced by the understatement of the sword. Its power can be called Wang Anfeng stabbed the strongest sword before.

Even now, even if the scene at that time was reproduced in Shaolin Temple, he might not be able to stab again.

A warrior is not a member of the Mohist school. When fighting with others, every sword is different. Those wonderful swordsmanship in history are like poems that have been famous for thousands of years. , it is almost impossible to reproduce it.

Because of this, those top swordsmen will cherish each other.

Because they know that only each other can raise their swordsmanship to a higher level.

The green-clothed scholar looked at the distant sky scenery with a cold expression, as if lost.

Wu Changqing stroked his beard and smiled lightly, he was stuck with time in his heart, and felt that the thoughts in Mr. Ying's mind should be almost over, so he opened the mouth just right:

"Then...won't Mister find an opponent for him in the way of swordsmanship, and help Xiaofeng find his own way?"

Mr. Ying frowned and looked at the old man. He was also thinking about this matter, and Wu Changqing spoke very politely, so he didn't think too much about it, nor was he annoyed. He just said casually:
"He has stepped into the third rank, and it's time to teach those things about spiritual energy and blood."

"As for the way of swordsmanship... the killing sword of this seat is not the most suitable for that kid. He has a thunderous energy, and his inner strength is authentic Zen. Too bad."

Wudang Mountain, Zixiao Palace...

Thinking of the thunder that resounded through the heavens and the earth, as well as the sword light that was no less powerful than the thunder and sky, the old man's expression was slightly solemn, he paused for a moment, and then stroked his beard and sighed:
"Wudang..."

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outside world.

Wang Anfeng walked aimlessly on the street, and gradually entered the bustling place. Among the people passing by, there were fewer ordinary people dressed in plain clothes, but more wealthy families who wore silk and satin, and drove horses and chariots. There are people who practice martial arts in strong clothes.

In the distance ahead, a tall building can be seen, with four beautiful women standing at the door.

Wang Anfeng paused slightly.

Among them, the woman standing on the far left has a delicate face and tender eyes. He looks very familiar to him. She is one of the two women who were pushed out by him last night. At this moment, she is regarded as greeting a regular customer. There was also a gloomy look between his brows and eyes, and Wang Anfeng was inevitably a little embarrassed in his heart.

A rather handsome young man in front of the building talked and laughed with her a few times, and put his right hand around the woman's waist.

The two were about to go to the brothel, but Wang Anfeng turned expressionless, and walked directly towards the side alleyway, avoiding sight.

When Hao Siyu was holding the young man's arm and was leading it in, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye, and her footsteps paused slightly. The young man noticed something strange, raised his hand, sniffed at a strand of black hair, and smiled. road:

"What's wrong? Miss Hao..."

Hao Siyu concealed her gaze, the smile on her face remained the same, she said coquettishly:

"It's nothing... It's just that you haven't come here for a long time, Mr. Xu, but the slaves have been waiting outside for a long time. If you can't give me an explanation today, the slaves will not agree..."

The young man was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then laughed loudly and said:

"Hahaha, okay, it's Xu's mistake. I went in today, and I will punish myself with three cups first, and I will punish myself with three cups, hahaha..."

The woman smiled softly, she felt relieved, and didn't think much about it.

She herself is just an ordinary brothel woman, relying on her beauty for a living, and many other things, she can't control it, and she doesn't want to.

Just thinking about the direction that the boy just walked, it is the largest gold selling cave under the jurisdiction of the Red Gang in this city. I don't know if the boy is going to gamble or has other things to do.

Better to gamble.

It's better to lose cleanly!

The woman gritted her teeth in hatred.

Wang Anfeng naturally didn't know what the woman was thinking, he just avoided the latter, he didn't care where he was going, he just walked forward.

The alleyway is quite narrow and quiet. In the shadows, you can still see the snow left over from the previous day, which shows that it is cold. , also inserted two dead branches.

It's just a pity that after a few days, the snowman is so dirty that he can no longer see it.

Wang Anfeng strode forward, only intending to go out from here earlier, the place is a little remote, and it is early in the morning, there are almost no people to be seen, but when he was about to walk out of this alley, he saw two people with sluggish expressions. Depressed man.

It's cold in winter, these two men are not warriors, they are only wearing thin coats, leaning against the wall, their faces are full of distress, they look like poor people from a poor family and can't eat enough, but judging by their clothes, they are clearly the best It's just that it's stained with dirt now, and it looks a bit embarrassed.

Wang Anfeng's eyes swept across the faces of these two men who were full of frustration, unwillingness and fear. He was a little curious in his heart, wondering what they had gone through to become so distraught.

Thoughts were flying in my heart, but my footsteps did not stop. I kept walking until I saw the sun-drenched avenue not far away. At that moment, a somewhat familiar hoarse voice was heard.

"I said, let him go!"

Wang Anfeng's footsteps stopped slightly.

His mind moved slightly, he never left, nor did he stride out as before, his fingers slightly hooked, and the wind came, making his movements more gentle, without making any sound.

Walking out slowly, Wang Anfeng looked out from the corner of the wall. At this moment, he had activated his pupil technique, and his field of vision became wider in an instant. He found that in a slightly remote part of the city, there was a mansion that was well-built. It occupies a huge area.

There are two stone lions standing at the door, one male and one female, and there are seven or eight young and strong men standing in front of the door. young men

The young man was tightly tied up with hemp rope as thick as his fingers, and was about to drag him into the house, his face was already full of tears.

Looking at the faces and expressions of those warriors, if they entered the house, there must be no good fruit to eat.

The young man obviously knew this too, he was shaking like a sieve, trembling, almost speechless, and the reason why he is still alive now is because there are still standing between this young man and those vicious fighters. A boy in a blue shirt.

The young man raised his right hand and held it on the wooden sword behind his back. With just a casual strike, the three big men who were fiercely coming forward were forced back. , kicking up the floating dust on the ground.

After forcing the opponent back with a single sword, the sword technique suddenly changed, from heavy to light and simple, lightly took the young man in brocade clothes, although the wooden sword had no front, but swung with the strength of a warrior, it still cut the hemp rope into pieces with great precision , Immediately raised his sword, and protected the young man behind him, without turning his head, he just shouted:

"Go quickly!"

The young man let out a hey, pulled the hemp rope off his body, and ran towards the outside. He didn't run to Wang Anfeng's narrow alley, but ran to a crowded place.

The men outside the mansion were almost jumping in anger, because the young man stopped him, and they were too late to catch up. They could only watch the young man rushing into the avenue, his forehead twitched, and he looked back, angrily shouted:
"Boy, I've figured it out, you fucking came to our Red Gang to find fault?!"

"Let go of the person we want, is it to prepare a white knife to go in and a red knife to come out?!"

The young man was not afraid, he raised the wooden sword a few points wider than ordinary long swords with a little force in his right hand, tapped the sword with his fingers, and there was a long sword groan, which was quite frightening.

"I just ask you, if he was captured by you just now, would he still be alive?"

The big man smiled ferociously, seemed extremely annoyed, and said:
"Is there a life?"

"Fuck! Grandpa, I'm going to take off his hands and feet one by one, and then use a knife to make three holes in him, and slowly bleed to death!"

The young man raised his eyes, even the members of the Chi Gang who were used to fighting in the rivers and lakes felt a chill in their hearts, their voice stopped abruptly, and they subconsciously took a step back.

Under the cold winter sun, the boy's brows and eyes still looked a bit immature, but the original simple and honest facial features were completely covered by the horizontal and vertical scars, and it seemed that only fierceness remained. He raised his long sword, Holding the sword at a slant, he said calmly:
"Then, don't blame me for making the move..."

At this moment, because of his movement, his face turned to the side of the alley, and Wang Anfeng, who was hiding in the alley, looked slightly stunned. The ferocious and fierce scar on the young man's face was reflected in his pupils, but it was very familiar, which instantly made his eyes cross. The memory went back to three years ago.

Thinking of Qingfeng's trip to Jie, thinking of the little boy he rescued from the killer of Danfeng Valley, thinking of the parting and reunion afterwards, the expression on his face became much gentler uncontrollably.

"Ah Ping……"

PS: Today's Kawen... I only have [-] words after holding it in for a long time. Please bear with me, today's two-in-one, clasping fists...

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