Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 1170
"Zuoyi met Uncle Changfeng and Senior Mang!"

With a light movement of lotus steps, Ye Ruoyi came to Tian Hao and the others, and looked at Tian Hao curiously with bright eyes.

When I met Ji Xue in Xiaguan City just now, Ji Xue said that her heart injury was cured, and this senior reckless man could be treated.

It's just that she couldn't think of any cure for this senior, and this senior really didn't look like a doctor, so much like a butcher like her own father.

"Every time I hear your name, I always feel awkward. Why did your teacher choose such a name for you?"

Sikong Changfeng gritted his teeth when he heard that, although that name fit Tian Hao's image very well, how could anyone choose such a name?

This and that teacher has a grudge against him!

"Be careful with what you say. My teacher is the emperor teacher of our Hua Kingdom and the predecessor Nanming Kingdom. He has taught two generations of emperors."

Staring at the past, Tian Hao solemnly rectified the name of his teacher. He is an emperor's teacher, the one with the best knowledge and moral character, and the moral sword and spear in his hand are unstoppable.

"Are you a disciple of the Emperor's Master?"

Everyone looked sideways at him, this is the first time he heard it mentioned, does the disciple of the emperor look like this?

"Isn't that teacher of yours the same as you?"

Mu Yumo looked at Tian Hao's domineering and burly figure again, and couldn't help imagining a more burly figure in his mind.

"That's not true, my teacher is bigger than me, one foot taller, he is a well-deserved man, he can drive a chariot across the battlefield like Confucius.

My physical aptitude is much worse, and I can only grow to eight feet. Although I can force it to grow, there will be some hidden dangers, which will not be conducive to future cultivation. "

With regret on his face, Tian Hao also wanted to be a man with a height of one foot, but he had no choice but to be a man of eight feet.

But since he realized the mysteries of the Vajra Body and the Zhangliu Golden Body here, he can also transform into a wave and temporarily pretend to be a real man.

"You Huaguo didn't look like the Northern Man in the past, did you?"

Sikong Changfeng bared his teeth again, and really couldn't imagine what kind of painting style the country where the emperor's master lived was like.

"I said you can't read more books? A single word can make you misinterpret the true meaning, and you are the same, Lao Luo. You have practiced a good set of nine songs like that. If Qu Yuan knew that you were so perfect, he would have to come from Jiang Climb out from inside and hack you to death.

And Aunt Li is the same, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t read many books, why should you be arty and generous..."

Covering his face gloomily, Tian Hao turned on the preaching mode again.

My own words are obviously very serious, why are people always misinterpreting the true meaning?

Can't these martial arts people read more books?

Look at other people's Confucianism and Sword Immortals, that is the real dual cultivation of civil and martial arts, with both ability and political integrity.

Look at you, you only know how to wield swords and guns, no wonder you are tricked one after another, you are so miserable, you deserve it!

It's just that there are such a group of pig teammates on the side, how can he penetrate this world dungeon!
For a moment, Tian Hao couldn't help but feel a little desperate, these pig teammates really couldn't move them!

Luo Qingyang, who was watching the flowers on the side, surged with sword intent, and had the urge to cut people down.

Sikong Changfeng's face also twitched, and he also had the urge to stab someone.

He was born as a beggar, and it is true that he has not read many books, but you can't tell!
My spear fairy, Sikong Changfeng, is a decent person, and I also want to save face!
Tang Lian Xiaose and the others couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly turned their gazes elsewhere, acting as if they hadn't heard or seen anything, so as not to be silenced by the gun fairy and the sword fairy.

However, following that cruel master along the way, their vision has indeed improved a lot, and those gods and figures in their hearts in the past seem to have fallen into the mortal world.

The two majestic guardians of Tianwaitian and the white-haired immortal Zi Yihou are dog lickers, and Gu Jianxian is the ultimate dog licker. Xueyue Sword Immortal and Dao Sword Immortal can't control their belts, falling into love and unable to extricate themselves.

There are countless examples like this. Originally, those seemingly fairy-like characters are just like ordinary people, and they are even more bloody in some respects.

"Uncle Changfeng is indeed wrong. The words Mangfuzi are not the vulgar meanings that are circulated in the market. Mang means vast and vast, which means the universe, and it can also refer to the past, present and future.

The husband means a man, and the son means the sons of hundreds of schools. In Confucianism, not everyone can use the title of son. "

Pursing her lips and chuckling, Ye Ruoyi explained on her behalf.

"Look, you are not as educated as a little girl, don't say you are my nephew when you go out in the future, I can't afford to lose that person!"

Tian Hao smiled gently at Ye Ruoyi, and immediately his face turned into a wave of Sikong Changfeng.

It is really sad to have such a nephew!

"What do you mean?"

Ignoring someone's words, he raised his eyebrows, Sikong Changfeng really didn't know this.

Although he has read a lot of books after becoming famous, he is not interested in books like Fengya.

After all, he is not Confucian swordsman Xie Xuan, there is no need to be that kind of well-read all-rounder, if you have that time, you might as well practice more spears!
"In fact, many ancient words and sayings have been misinterpreted by the world, and it is inevitable that Uncle Changfeng will be misled."

Nodding her head, Ye Ruoyi knew that it couldn't be blamed on Sikong Changfeng being uneducated, but that the world had misinterpreted the true meaning of too many words of the ancestors.

"Ugh!"

Covering his face and sighing, Sikong Changfeng also felt ashamed, especially with many juniors around him.

I'm afraid that the image of my spear fairy has been completely destroyed in the eyes of those little guys.

Shame!
"Your flower is wrong!"

At this time, Luo Qingyang, who had been watching those flowers, spoke, his expression became more and more serious, and he could vaguely see the difference.

Unlike Sikong Changfeng, the spear fairy, he is a serious sword fairy, and he is also the head of the five great sword fairy. His understanding of swords is far beyond what Sikong Changfeng can match, and he can see the mystery of these sword flowers better.

Something is wrong with these flowers!

very wrong!

"Uncle Luo, what's wrong?"

Sikong Qianluo asked curiously.

During this period of time spent with Luo Qingyang, I got to know Luo Qingyang a lot, especially after knowing this person's relationship history, I feel more cordial, without the awe of the sword fairy.

Others also looked over, curious as to what Luo Qingyang could see from those flowers.

"how did you do that?"

Turning to look at Tian Hao, Luo Qingyang was deeply shocked.

"As long as you understand swordsmanship, or the essence of martial arts, you can also shape these sword flowers.

And there are people on your side who have done it before. For example, Su Baiyi's master claims to see flowers in the fog, and he can integrate the sword skills he practiced into every sword flower. "

To explain, the reason why Tian Hao came up with this vision of the moon, sunset, and morning flowers was also inspired by the songs of the elderly.

The master of Su Baiyi can turn the whole set of sword skills into blossoming sword flowers, and this is how he got the name of seeing flowers in the fog.

It's really nothing special to do this by yourself, it's just picking up people's teeth.

Therefore, it is said that the cultivation method of the old age's song line is even more powerful, and it is faintly biased towards the style of fantasy fairy tales, which is a whole grade higher than that of the young boy's song industry, and the special effects are several grades higher.

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(Has anyone guessed the mystery of Huahai?)
(End of this chapter)