Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 166

"After martial arts reaches a certain level, the important thing is no longer the form, but the mind. He is the No.1 and only person in the world who turns the invisible sword into a tangible fist. So I asked him to give you fists, because I also wanted to Let you take this opportunity to steal some of his saber intent." Nangong Chunshui said calmly as he drank the bowl of ice porridge with some kind of panacea added.

At that time, it was their third day living here.

In addition to the night when he first came here, he had already been beaten four times, and each time he caught more punches than once. Yesterday he even went through a total of seventeen moves, but he was beaten more and more hard every day. I was so angry that I almost demolished the blacksmith shop, and then I was knocked out by Luo Sheng's No.18 punch.

Baili Dongjun didn't intend to take the bowl of ice porridge even if he died, he kept shaking his head: "I'll just lie here today, let me lie down enough."

"Don't worry, we won't fight today. It's time for us to go to Tangmen." Nangong Chunshui said.

Baili Dongjun took the bowl of porridge half-believingly: "Is this the end?"

"The friendship between Mr. Li and Luo Sheng, the god of war, is not shallow, but it is only enough for a few punches. You have almost used it. At least you can remember how much of his saber intent is your creation." Nangong Chunshui patted Patting Baili Dongjun on the shoulder, the other party immediately grinned in pain, "But no matter what, it's good to get beaten more often when you walk in the rivers and lakes. You have to understand the truth that a long sharp edge is easy to break."

Baili Dongjun hastily drank the ice porridge, which has a miraculous effect on healing, and he finally felt better. He shook his head: "How can we meet such a person who can beat me to death with a single punch in Jianghu?"

"You're wrong, we're going to the Tang Sect, people from the Tang Sect can kill people without even punching." Nangong Chunshui said quietly.

Baili Dongjun was not frightened, but curled his lips: "Do you use poison? Then they can't do it."

Nangong Chunshui was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "I almost forgot, you are the son of the poison fairy Wen Luoyu."

"Brother Nangong knows my mother?" Baili Dongjun asked in confusion. Mr. Li used to travel all over the world, so maybe he really met his mother.

"Your mother is very beautiful." Nangong Chunshui smiled lightly, "Mr. Li likes it very much."

Baili Dongjun got goose bumps all over his body, and jumped off the bed after drinking the ice porridge in one gulp: "Stop talking, let's go, I'm afraid of this place." He got up and opened the door, and saw Luo Sheng was Stand there and wait for him.He shivered in fright: "Senior, brother Nangong said that we won't fight today! The friendship between Mr. Li and you is not worth so many punches from you!"

"Nonsense, if you only look at Li Changsheng in front of you, you should get out of that punch on the first day." Luo Sheng snorted coldly, "If we say goodbye today, we probably won't have a chance to see each other in this life. I hope you make good use of the punch I gave you." A knife, I hope that one day, I can hear the story of that knife in this small town."

Baili Dongjun heard the expectation in Luo Sheng's words, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Dongjun has made a note."

Nangong Chunshui came over, leaned against the door, and yawned lazily: "Then let's go."

The carriage originally entrusted to the restaurant had already stopped at the door. Baili Dongjun lifted the curtain of the carriage and found that there were three jars of wine neatly placed inside. One jar was the autumn dew white they brought from Tianqi City, and the other It was Qianyue rice wine bought in a restaurant in the small town, but there was still a jar...

"Don't think about it, Luo Sheng brought the burning knife. When the rice wine drank down on the way, I just drank the burning knife." Nangong Chunshui smiled and jumped into the carriage.

Baili Dongjun hurriedly turned his head, but Luo Sheng was no longer in sight.

"He is like this." Nangong Chunshui patted the wine jar beside him, "In fact, he is very emotional, but he dare not show his feelings. Otherwise, he would not miss the little girl."

"Little girl? Is that the owner of the jade pendant?" Baili Dongjun remembered the jade pendant that Nangong Chunshui gave him when they first met, and it was precisely because of that jade pendant that Luo Sheng was willing to present the knife.

"Yes. She later married Li Suwang of Jianxin Tomb, that is, Li Xinyue's mother, Lei Mengsha's mother-in-law." Nangong Chunshui said.

"That's not too small. You still call me a girl." Baili Dongjun waved his horsewhip, and the carriage moved forward slowly.

"I've always been a little girl. She was only 25 years old when she died. She was still a girl." Nangong Chunshui sighed softly.

"Dead?" Baili Dongjun rarely heard melancholy from Nangong Chunshui's tone.

"Actually, it has nothing to do with Luo Sheng, but Luo Sheng felt that it was his fault. So he took this small town as his cage and locked himself up." Nangong Chunshui picked up Baili Dongjun's long knife and wiped it. Lead, gently stroked.

"I set up a cage for myself." Although Baili Dongjun didn't know Luo Sheng's story, he felt a little melancholy.

"Me too." Nangong Chunshui suddenly laughed loudly, "But I use this world as a cage, I will neither live nor die, nor destroy nor destroy! This is so interesting...and so boring."

Baili Dongjun scratched his head: "Brother Nangong, you are a bit arrogant."

Nangong Chunshui shook his head: "This is not arrogance."

Above the mountains and rivers, a carriage moved forward slowly.

The driver was a young man with a spring face, with a jade-like sword on his waist, a domineering long knife by his side, a horse rope in one hand, and a flagon in the other, and he occasionally raised his head to take a sip, looking extremely coquettish.

There is a little fairy sitting in the carriage, and the mist rises when he uses his kung fu. After closing his eyes, he travels far and wide, and when he opens his eyes, his martial power can be improved by one point.

This section of Jianghu Road started again.

Baili Dongjun was thinking about Luo Sheng in that small town all the way.

The rivers and lakes were originally dead, but with the stories of those people in the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are alive.

And in the far north, where there is snow all year round, the disabled middle-aged man sitting on a chair is deducing the future direction of the two young people time and time again.

He has counted for three days.

It was the first time for the two young people beside him to see a middle-aged man deduce something for such a long time. He was almost insane, and the speed in his hands was getting faster and faster.

"Fei Li, do you want Wu Xiangshi to stop?" A young man asked.

Fei Li frowned and hesitated.If you don't stop, then the middle-aged people are likely to go mad, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"It's over." Just when the two young men were hesitating, the middle-aged man finally stopped and let out a long sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and collapsed on the chair.

The two young men hung their heads and waited quietly for his result.

"Ye Dingzhi." The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse, "Refining him into a demon."

"Follow Wuxiangshi's decree!" The two knelt down at the same time.

(End of this chapter)