martial arts mythology system

Chapter 87

"Huh?" Han Feng was taken aback, "Holding a sword?"

Jun Huaixu looked at Han Feng's slightly bewildered expression and smiled rustlingly:
"Your legendary story of going against the gods and saving thousands of people has now been passed on to the world. Whether the sword master will punish you or not, you must be given enough promotion. Originally, with your merits, even the sword master can do it, but your own martial arts The foundation is too poor, even if you are a sword master, you can't convince the crowd, so let's be a sword holder first."

"However, based on the strength of the eighth-rank subordinate, even if you are an envoy, you are not qualified... Even if you hold a sword, you can't convince everyone..."

Jun Huaixu's approachable personality made Han Feng a little more relaxed and communicated with him.

Jun Huaixu, who was wearing a blue shirt, waved his hand:

"This is not without precedent. Back then, there was a girl named Bai Feihuang in our Xuanjian Division. She was much younger than you are now, and she was also an exceptionally promoted sword holder. Your contribution can no longer be greater. If you don't get promoted, sword holder That’s what won’t convince the public.”

Han Feng thought for a while.

"This...then it depends on the adults."

"Ha, it looks like they are forcing you to be promoted."

Jun Huaixu smiled and changed the topic:
"Xiao Han, what plans do you have for the future?"

Han Feng knew that his performance in the battle in Yanhua City made it impossible for him to keep a low profile, so he slightly turned his face to look at Jun Huaixu:
"What kind of plans does your lord hope for my future?"

When Jun Huaixu heard Han Feng's retorted question, he suddenly laughed out loud, and took a sip of the gourd wine in his hand:
"Naturally, I hope that you will be determined to be a human being, help the community, and protect the people."

Han Feng sighed:

"Actually, my subordinates are also a little confused. I was born in a small town on Chang'an Road since I was a child. I only thought that the world was like this day and night, but later I was promoted to Taiping County by chance, and then transferred to Xuanjian Division. This world is in chaos. It's very different... Jiangyang gangsters kill people like drinking water, Tianli sect massacres the city with blood, Sacred Heart sect worships cults, even martial arts sects are as fragile as chickens under the battle between the two sides, there are bloody sacrifices, evil gods come to the world... I just feel confused... ...Why is this world so?"

The question "Why is this so?" Although Han Feng's words are not entirely true, they are sincere. As an ordinary person in a technologically civilized world, Han Feng in the past never thought that he would face these swords, swords, and bloody fights... Even now I am used to being in it, and occasionally it feels like a dream.

"Xiao Han, do you know what I used to do?"

Jun Huaixu stood up while speaking, holding the wine gourd in his hand, his sleeves were blowing in the wind.

Looking at Jun Huaixu's back, Han Feng could faintly feel the heavy burden on this man's shoulders.

"My youth was a Confucian scholar who cultivated Confucianism. I studied at the Bailu Academy on Chang'an Road. Thinking about it now, it is also a glorious time."

As a member of Chang'an Road, Han Feng thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of the name Bailu Academy.

"You don't need to think about it anymore, you have already died in the war between the imperial court and the Nanban Demon Cult."

Jun Huaixu seemed to have seen through Han Feng's thoughts, and turned his back to Han Feng and said: "The bloody battle of bones and bones lasted for more than three years, and a firestorm burned down the southern martial arts. I and a few companions were displaced during the battle, struggling to survive. , joined the Xuanjian Division by chance, and when I finally became the head of the Xuanjian Division, I was already alone."

The man in the blue shirt brought him face to face, but Han Feng could hear the murderous, tragic and desolate face to face from the words.

A battle... a million lives and deaths...

"This journey, from confusion to firmness, is just for the sake of a clear heart."

Han Feng put his right hand on the ground, stood up too, and stood beside Jun Huaixu, saying that it was in the 【Mingxuan Pagoda】, but when he looked over, there were peach blossoms stretching for ten miles.

"Does your lord hope that I can also be innocent?"

Jun Huaixu didn't answer directly, but pointed to the peach forest in the distance and said:
"Look at the tallest peach tree in the peach forest, always facing stronger winds."

Han Feng followed the direction Jun Huaixu pointed, and a huge peach plant stood in the middle of the peach forest, letting the strong wind force it to collapse.

Jun Huaixu continued:
"The tree is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. You used the [Future Mirror] divine power to repel the lifeless old mother, and you can be regarded as famous in the world, but similarly, your innate potential is also known to the world's demons. Temptation, ambushes... are bound to follow, I hope you can uphold your heart and not lose the kindness in your heart."

Han Feng nodded.

"Joining the Xuanjian Division for a while, you should already be able to feel the dangers this country is facing, bandits, cults, demon gates... the whole country is in turmoil, and I don't know how long it can last. I hope you juniors Being able to grow up quickly will make an old man like me stop trying to support him."

"My subordinates understand, I will work hard to improve myself." Han Feng looked at Jun Huaixu, the boss looked very young, at most in his thirties, which did not fit the old man's statement at all, "However, innate potential means?"

"[Future Mirror] can't endow mortals with power out of thin air, but it can allow people to cross the long river of time to obtain the ability of their own future body. With [Future Mirror], I perceive that your potential can reach the state of innateness in the future. This It's also the reason why I singled you out of ten thousand people."

Innate?A brand new realm above the tenth rank of martial arts... Han Feng was thinking.

Jun Huaixu said and laughed:

"Ha, when people are old, they like to read nonsense, don't bother you."

"how come……"

Han Feng quickly denied it.

Jun Huaixu waved his hand again.

"Okay, you have made a great contribution. The secretary has recorded your meritorious service for you. You can take all the elixir and utensils by yourself. After you [Feng Yun Bi], I will arrange a new guarding task for you. "

"【Fengyun ratio】?"

Han Feng recalled it for a while, and vaguely remembered that it was an internal competition in the Xuanjian Division, and it was classified according to the guards, envoys, and swordsmen.

The winner gets the crown, and the loser has no complaints.

However, there is a problem here...

"My lord! Then shall I compete in the guard class or the sword-wielding class?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Jun Huaixu's lips: "As a sword holder, can't you compete with the guards? But since your time in the company is still short, you should join the rank of envoy first. After five days [Feng Yun Dou] ] Opening, I am waiting to see your performance."

Han Feng's face showed bitterness, even if he was just an envoy, he was still a master of the seventh rank, it couldn't be that everyone was promoted like Bai Feihuang or himself.

Maybe when people find out that the opponent is a guy who takes shortcuts like himself, they will be more ruthless.

Thinking about [Fengyun Dou], Han Feng suddenly thought of something, and looked at Jun Huaixu: "My lord, I still have a conspiracy about [Gu Capital] that I want to share with you."

Jun Huaixu shook his head with a smile.

"I already know about this."

Han Feng was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect it.

"Okay, I've kept you long enough, your teammates should already be worried about you, you can go back first, I look forward to seeing your performance in [Feng Yun Bi]."

After the words fell, Jun Huaixu flipped his sleeves, and Han Feng's figure disappeared in the [Mingxuan Tower] space.

Jun Huaixu sighed softly, looked at the peach forest in the distance, and raised his hand to take a sip of shochu.

(End of this chapter)