People travel through the heavens, playing infinite roles

Chapter 98, Scholars really don't know martial arts
The dignified first-class Assassin of Luo Wang Tian Zi, Jing Xun, not only has the highest assassination success rate, but also the lightness skill you used when you escaped is first-class, it can be said to be fast, in the blink of an eye, there is only a black spot left in your eyes.

What a scholar does not know martial arts.

It sounds a little funny that an old man who doesn't know martial arts can scare away the majestic salamander who has the highest assassination success rate among the first-class assassins in Tianzi.

When Xunzi waved his hand just now, although Chu Yun didn't feel any fluctuation of internal force in his body, within the surrounding space, there was an inexplicable artistic conception arising out of thin air.

The breath is easy-going, mysterious and mysterious, this is no longer a level that internal strength can achieve, and the surrounding space can be covered by one's own artistic conception with a single heart, the old man in front of him is not simple...

What he used just now was not any kind of martial arts, nor was it any kind of moves with a wave of his hand, without a trace of internal force attached, it was all based on the unique artistic conception of cultivation to scare away the startled salamander.

This is similar to Chu Yun's Mirror Flower, Water Moon, which does not need to rely on any internal force when casting it. It is a state of mind, and when the state of mind is reached, it can be displayed.

"You are always modest."

Chu Yun's icy eyes moved slightly, and he stepped forward and lightly put a palm on Xunzi's shoulder: "If you don't even know martial arts, then I'm afraid there will be few people in this world who know martial arts."

The next moment, Chu Yun's hands protruded with a strong qi, and he pressed down fiercely!

The boy who dared to test the old man as soon as he came, really was young and frivolous... Xunzi narrowed his long and old eyes, "Young people, you must know how to respect the old."

In an instant, the surrounding area was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and strong winds swept out, uprooting the flowers and plants on the ground, blowing them wildly everywhere.

As the two people's true qi continued to fight against each other, the remaining power generated by it created a whirlwind vortex in this space out of thin air. Countless flowers and plants swirled in this vortex, circling the center of the vortex where Chu Yun and Xunzi were. .

Finally, the soil layer under their feet couldn't bear the pressure of the two people's true energy, and it collapsed, sunken several meters downward, and shattered into several cracks, like a spider's web.

"Qi, I don't know if this old man passed your level?"

Xunzi stroked his long gray beard from top to bottom, with a refined smile on his face.

Chu Yun didn't reply, he withdrew the true energy inside and outside his body, turned around and left, Wuming is an interesting person.

It was considered to have helped him avoid some troubles before, and he had already protected Yan Lu, and now he is not in debt to Wuming, so there is no need to stay here.

At this moment, Xunzi's voice came from behind again, "The jade pendant passed down from generation to generation by the royal family of Wei is in your place, right?"

Chu Yun stopped walking forward, turned around, stared coldly at the smiling Xunzi in front of him, and the magic knife Qianblae in his hand was sensed and slightly unsheathed.

"Hey, young people, don't be in a hurry to use the knife, the old man hasn't finished talking yet."

The smile on Xunzi's face disappeared, and he raised his hand to stop it. The next moment, his seemingly old and frail body disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he was already sitting on a complete grass field.

Chu Yun's figure also disappeared in the same place in an instant, and arrived in the next second, in front of Xunzi who was sitting on the grass.

"Please."

Looking at Chu Yun who appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, Xunzi showed surprise in his eyes. Unexpectedly, this son not only has deep internal strength, but also has a mysterious lightness skill, which is rare in the world. He raised his hand and smiled slightly: "Please sit down."

Chu Yun nodded slightly, and sat down on the ground with the magic knife Qianren in his arms.

"How do you know?" Chu Yun asked.

Hearing this, Xunzi chuckled, and without answering first, he slowly opened his hand forward and stretched out his palm. There was no internal force fluctuation in his palm, and then he withdrew his hand again and asked, "How? Now you I understand."

Chu Yun lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded slightly. At the moment Xunzi stretched out his hand just now, the jade pendant in his arms trembled as if summoned, resonating with the unique Confucian artistic conception of Xunzi.

But why does that jade pendant resonate with the Confucian artistic conception cultivated by Xunzi?
Regarding this point, Chu Yun lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, but he was still puzzled and had no clue at all.

"Little friend Qi, can you show me the knife in your hand?"

A voice came to his ears, interrupting Chu Yun's thoughts at this time. He looked up at Xunzi who looked expectant, his eyes were cold, and he didn't say a word, but the meaning was already obvious, "No borrowing."

For no reason, he had no reason to lend the magic knife Qianren to Xunzi in front of him.

This is really inhuman... Xunzi's expression twitched slightly, as if he hadn't thought that Qi in front of him would be so disrespectful to him.

It has been many years, and no one dared to disrespect himself like this, let alone talk to himself in such a cold tone.

After a while, Xunzi laughed dumbly and said, "Little friend, does this old man seem like the kind of person who borrows a knife and refuses to return it?"

Xun Zi is another great Confucianist after Confucius and Mencius. The highest-ranking figure in Confucianism is indeed not the kind of person who borrows a knife and refuses to return it, but so what?

This is not enough to make Chu Yun lend Xunzi the magic knife thousand blades. First, he does not owe Xunzi anything. Second, under normal circumstances, he never does anything to lose money and is very rational. The thousand blades were lent to Xunzi.

"A person's time is precious, nonsense is a way to waste him." Chu Yun's tone was very calm.

Hearing this, Xunzi was not annoyed, stroked the white beard on his forehead, smiled lightly and said:

"In that case, after hearing this, I think that you must be a person who cherishes time very much. I don't know if all your precious time is used to pursue power? That is extremely powerful, extraordinary power that transcends all living beings?"

Chu Yun didn't reply, but he didn't get up and leave immediately. Instead, he sat quietly on the spot, his eyes beckoning Xunzi to continue talking.

Seeing this, Xunzi smiled with satisfaction. He was very satisfied with Chu Yun's reaction at this moment, and finally kept the young man in front of him.

Next, as long as you continue to flicker, oh no, continue to talk about the things he is interested in, then you are not afraid that you will not be able to appreciate the long knife in his hand.

Thinking of this, Xunzi stroked his long beard and said in a deep voice, "Little friend, do you ever believe that in this world, there is a power that surpasses ordinary people and controls the fate of all living beings in the dark?"

"Canglong Qisu." Chu Yun's calm but cold eyes froze, and he said the answer in his heart word by word.

"Hahaha, I don't know about that..."

Xunzi laughed uncontrollably, and gave an ambiguous answer, neither admitting nor denying it.

"What is that power?" Chu Yun continued to ask without being discouraged.

"It's hard to say..."

Xunzi shook his head, and changed the topic: "But this kind of power is all around you, filling the whole world. When you calm down and listen to it, it's like a song."

This remark is like nonsense, it is the same as not saying it, but this is the feeling of ordinary people, Chu Yun slightly nodded thoughtfully: "You mean that this kind of power is everywhere."

Got it so quickly?Xunzi was startled, he didn't expect Chu Yun to understand the meaning of his words so quickly, and then he smiled and said, "That's right, my little friend is really smart."

"The old man has said so much, I don't know, my little friend, may I lend the long knife in my hand to the old man for a look?"

Still thinking about the magic knife Qianren, he took a big turn, and finally returned to the original point, but this time Chu Yun did not refuse, but handed the magic knife Qianren in his arms.

What the other party said just now can be regarded as clearing up his doubts.

Although the other party did not clearly point out what that kind of power was, Chu Yun already had some guesses in his mind. If that was the case, it wouldn't hurt to lend him the magic knife Thousand Blades for a look.

After receiving the magic knife Thousand Blades from Chu Yun, Xunzi's eyes showed obvious hope, and he pulled out the blade and looked at it carefully.

"There have been rumors among the Seven Kingdoms that although this sword is full of cracks, its attack methods are ever-changing. It can even be transformed into thousands of fragments to attack and kill the enemy, and then gather again into a complete blade. From these rumors You can see that this is really a rare magical weapon!"

Xunzi sighed sincerely, said, lowered his head, and stroked the blade with his fingers, as if stroking a piece of peerless jade, with pity in his eyes, raised his hand, and flicked it lightly.

"Crack."

The blade snapped in two.

At this moment, Xunzi's expression was like the expression of a person in this world after being touched, extremely embarrassed and unbelievable, and he was immediately confused.

"Little friend, your knife..."

Xunzi raised his head and looked at Chu Yun with embarrassing eyes. He didn't know what to say, and his words were all speechless.

I saw Chu Yun raised his sword finger, and under the guidance of his mind, the broken half of the blade was reunited with Xunzi's remaining half of the magic knife, Thousand Blades, to form the original long knife.

"The rumors among the Seven Kingdoms are indeed true!"

Seeing this scene, Xunzi's breath was stagnant, and his eyes showed a look of shock, but he quickly came back to his senses, as if thinking of something, and then said:
"Speaking of which, your saber is somewhat similar to the sword in the hands of one of my apprentices. I wonder what the name of the saber is in the hands of my little friend?"

With that said, he handed the knife back.

"Magic Knife Thousand Blades."

After receiving the knife, Chu Yun replied calmly.

"Magic Saber Thousand Blades? It's a good name, worthy of such a strange knife."

After getting the name of the knife, Xunzi was very satisfied with a smile on his face:
"I have a young apprentice named Han Fei. He has a sword called Ni Lin. It is a spiritual sword. It is the same as the Demon Saber Thousand Blades. The Ni Lin sword is also dilapidated. Into several paragraphs."

Chu Yun's eyes were indifferent, and he said: "Ordinary people can't get such a sword."

In order to obtain an extraordinary and spiritual weapon, in addition to gifts from others, the person who wants to obtain such a weapon needs to have superb martial arts.

As far as Chu Yun knew, Han Fei didn't know martial arts, so one possibility was ruled out, so the Nilin Sword in Han Fei's hand was a gift from others.

"My apprentice is no ordinary person."

Xunzi stroked his beard and smiled, then suddenly commented seriously: "But in terms of force, it is as useless as ordinary people."

"However, he hasn't got the Niscal Sword yet..."

(End of this chapter)