I have many teachers

Chapter 135 Chance (2\2)

Wang Anfeng walked with Bailifeng all the way, until they separated at the foot of the mountain. Bailifeng and the unhappy Tuobayue went to the Jiange, and borrowed Qingfeng's solution to the swordsmanship. Wang Anfeng watched the two of them leave, and walked towards Passed the Jingge on the left.

Qingfeng Jieli faction has been in existence for 300 years, and his swordsmanship has ruled the world. He should know many secrets in the world.

Wang Anfeng thought about it, and knocked lightly on the door, who knew that the door of the Jing Pavilion was only ajar, but when he knocked, it opened directly with a creaking sound, revealing the scenery inside the door, this Jing Pavilion is not It is as vast as Fengzi Building, with only a few floors, and there is a bronze incense burner inside, emitting green smoke, making it more quiet.

The young man looked up, but he didn't see disciple Qingfeng Xie. He thought that he was a guest, and he had to inform before entering the scripture pavilion, otherwise he would be impolite on the one hand, and on the other... if there was a problem such as theft, It also saved a lot of trouble, so he just stood outside the door, clasped his fists and said loudly:

"Trouble."

"My servant, Wang Anfeng of the Fufeng Academy, came here to borrow classics."

The voice came out, but no one responded, as if there was no one in front of him.

Wang Anfeng was quite puzzled.

Although it is said that they are allowed to borrow, but if there is not even one person, is it too reassuring?

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from inside, the boy's expression moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to look.

Then I saw a woman carrying a sword coming out from the back of the bookshelf. She was in her early twenties, and next to her was a seven or eight-year-old girl. To please.

The woman came out, yawned lazily, rubbed her brows and said:
"I managed to get a good night's sleep, but my dream was disturbed by you..."

"You said, how do you want to compensate?!"

After speaking, he gave Wang Anfeng a hard look, and the young man looked at the surrounding environment, and said:
"This is... Jing Pavilion?"

The woman rolled her eyes and said confidently:

"It's Jingge, so what?!"

"Do you know that there is a more suitable place to sleep than here in this world, and a more dreamlike smell than the smell of books?"

The boy frowned slightly.

He is gentle with others, but he is not the kind of good old man who has no temper in the traditional sense.

Hearing the words, he looked at the woman and replied seriously:

"know."

"rosemary."

Rosemary is an elegant name for Jianghu Mongolian sweat medicine. If you take a full pack, even a warrior of the eighth or ninth rank will sleep like a dead pig.

Wouldn't it be easier to fall asleep than the fragrance of books?
The woman was slightly taken aback, then raised her eyebrows, and when she was about to speak, the seven or eight-year-old girl stepped between the two of them, first glanced at the woman, and said:

"Senior Sister, if you continue like this, I will tell Master."

When the woman heard this, she turned her head as if she was discouraged, and muttered something in her mouth. The little girl stretched out her hand and patted the woman's palm as if to comfort a child, and then turned around again, looking at Wang Anfeng with a smile on her face. Mature that doesn't match her age, bowed slightly, and said in a crisp voice:
"Qingfeng solved Lin Qiaofu and met the young hero."

"Master Gong Yu has sent a message about the Young Hero's coming here, so don't blame him for being rude."

"Please come in."

Wang Anfeng clasped his fists back and saluted, saying:
"Trouble."

Walking into the door, I realized that I just treated this seven or eight-year-old girl as my peers. I couldn't help but laugh a little bit in my heart. I took another look at the still lazy girl, and I knew why this little girl To be so mature, inexplicably reminded of Uncle Li in Daliang Village, and felt quite empathetic.

Qing Fengjie's classics are divided into four categories: "hidden", "secret", "miscellaneous" and "you". Among them, the "hidden" records the hidden affairs of the world, and the "secret" records the unknown The secrets of the rivers and lakes are all-encompassing, and the "travel" is divided into two categories, one part is the travel notes of the rivers and lakes, and the other part is the knights who have made good friends with Qingfeng, dictating their own experiences, which is the only one. One copy is extremely rare.

Wang Anfeng passed 'Yin' directly, walked to the bookshelf that recorded the secrets of the world, pulled out the book from the far left of the bookshelf, and began to browse.

This book records the battles in the rivers and lakes more than 100 years ago.

At that time, the world was still undecided, and the princes were fighting endlessly. Daqin was also one of them. A force named "Star Palace" took the opportunity to appear, causing the situation in the world to become even more chaotic. At that time, there were seven of the top ten masters in the world. One comes from this 'star palace'.

In the end, the world's hidden masters emerged in large numbers, cooperating with the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, and barely defeated the 'Star Palace' just now.

360 The five masters of the star palace fought to the death with the entire rivers and lakes. Even if it was just a brief sketch, one can guess the cruelty and splendor of it.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng suddenly sensed a trace of faint but crazy murderous intent, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Turning around abruptly, I saw the seven or eight-year-old girl sitting on one side of the ground, her eyes slightly closed, she seemed a little sleepy, and the originally quite well-behaved little beast grinned, revealing its mouth full of fangs , the amiable and lovely black eyes looked at the little girl's fair neck.

At this time, it was full of greedy murderous intentions.

Before he had time to think, Wang Anfeng moved his wrist, and the wooden sword came out, and before his sword reached, a beam of sword energy hit the little beast's forehead, staggered it, and hit the ground heavily. Wang Anfeng let out a sob and scream deliberately, as if spiritually, and Wang Anfeng was slightly startled, and then moved his wrist, retracting the wooden sword into the scabbard.

The little girl who was only in a light sleep woke up after hearing the sobs, and found the poor little beast on the ground, with a worried look on her face, she hugged the little beast, comforted and stroked it in a low voice, and turned her head, Two awe-inspiring gazes fell on the woman who spewed out the sword energy.

Although he didn't speak, the latter felt an inexplicable chill, shrank his neck into his shoulders, opened his mouth to explain, but couldn't speak, and smiled embarrassingly.

Lin Qiaofu glared at her, and carried the poor little beast in her arms and went further away.

Holding the scroll in his hand, Wang Anfeng walked up to the frustrated female disciple, and said:
"How is this going?"

Maybe it was Wang Anfeng's sword just now, which changed the woman's view of him. She sighed and said with a sad face:

"This girl... three days ago, she came back from catching a cub of a strange beast. She has no parents, and she is much younger than us... Maybe she wants to have a playmate of her own."

"The problem is that this kind of strange beast can't be raised well at all. It feeds on human blood."

"Because of this broken beast, I haven't had a good sleep for three nights..."

Having said that, she yawned again, apparently overly sleepy.

Wang Anfeng was a little puzzled, hesitated for a while, and said:

"Why don't you explain, Qiaofu doesn't seem like an unreasonable person..."

"She believed in feelings so much that she thought she could tame that strange beast."

The woman had a headache, waved her hand and said:

"Come on, let me explain something to you."

"It's still under control now, alas... just let her do whatever she wants."

"It really doesn't work, just beat that thing away."

When the woman said this, there was a helpless doting look in her eyes, Wang Anfeng nodded slowly, but felt that this kind of behavior was not a right thing.

It is too late to regret raising tigers.

For the next three days, Wang Anfeng searched for the news he wanted in the scripture pavilion, but the jade beads had some clues, but Baihutang still found nothing.

And another thing I saw in the past three days was that it was really confirmed that the little beast was 'uncooked', and the woman was already quite tired.

Gently put an ancient book back to its original position, the young man rested his right hand on the medicine pouch at his waist, moved his fingers, opened two porcelain bottles, the faint scent of flowers mixed together, and moved towards the classic Spread out in the pavilion.

According to the pharmacology taught by Wu Changqing, the combination of two ninth-grade medicines is a very powerful drug.

The name just so happens to be Rosemary.

Lin Qiaofu's martial arts is very low, and she slowly fell asleep, and the pure white and cute little beast sensed the opportunity, and grinned, revealing dense and sharp teeth.

It has been packed many times.

However, the instinct as a beast is still controlling it. Its body moves at a high speed, and it goes towards the child like lightning. Wang Anfeng raised his left hand and blocked it in front of the child's neck. He suddenly felt a pain. Being bitten, blood oozes out, and the Hunyuan body around it runs rapidly to remove the toxin, and the little beast seems to be a little flustered because it has sucked Wang Anfeng's blood.

The young man held the sword hilt with his right hand.

Thunder sword light slashed out, knocked the little beast out of the scripture building, and in the next moment, chopped the little beast's waist and abdomen, thunder roared violently, and the little beast's originally agile eyes dimmed, like a puddle of meat It fell to the ground without a trace of life.

Wang Anfeng looked calm and put his sword back into its sheath.

The female disciple didn't know when she appeared, she leaned against the Jingge door with her shoulders crossed, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said:

"Using drugs to make Qiaofu fall asleep, and then killing this little guy, I can't tell, his brain is very good."

"However, how do you explain?"

Wang Anfeng narrowed his eyes, and said slowly: "Let's just say that her friend misses her mother too..."

"She's still a child. It's too cruel for her expected friend to want to kill her. It's better not to say it now."

When he spoke, the toxin on his left hand hadn't disappeared yet, it was still tingling and trembling slightly.

The woman frowned and sighed: "But she won't be taught a lesson like this."

Wang Anfeng was silent for a few breaths, exhaled, looked up at her, and said with a smile:

"Lin Qiaofu is just a child."

"Since it's a child, it's a good thing to be able to believe in feelings. If one day this kind of character is the bane of this world, it's not the child's fault."

"I thought, good is good."

"How bad the world is, it can't change this."

Thinking of this, I thought of the thousands of years of history. There are many stories about the winner becoming king and the loser becoming a bandit. My mood is inevitably a bit complicated. Those stubborn old people in front of them were refreshed.

No matter what the world is like.

Wang Anfeng.

Never go with the flow.

Suddenly there was laughter from behind.

"The boy said it well!"

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on top of the mountain.

Xue Qinshuang, who was dressed in white, sat on the floor.

In three days, without giving up day and night, I have read all the charms of the 130 long swords.

But still feel like something is missing.

The girl pondered in her heart.

Sword moves, or sharp, or decisive, or vicious, or ethereal, and so on.

But what is at their core?

what is it then?

The earside waterfall rushes down from the thousand-foot giant peak, roaring like a thunderstorm, the girl's blank eyes fell on the waterfall, and it was as powerful as a thousand pounds, and she read all the spirit sword stele in three days, in the girl's eyes at this time, This waterfall seemed to have turned into a mighty sword light, and he suddenly stood up as he seemed to realize something in his mind.

Xue Qinshuang stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the waterfall falling from the sky, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly he drew out his sword, flicked the sword, and the sound was clear and clear, and he chanted in a manly voice.

"Swordsman, swordsman."

"Should give up life and forget death, take out the sword without regret."

The girl raised her eyebrows, took a step forward, held a long sword, wrapped in the cold light of the sword, and descended from the sky along the waterfall, her speed became more and more rapid, she felt as if she was wrapped in the torrent around her, the swordsmanship she had seen in three days was at this moment, The majestic and mighty merged into this sword like the punishment of heaven, and it became more and more lingering.

Spiritual consciousness is empty and bright, and it is full of energy.

No fear of life, no fear of death.

The waterfall was so hearty that it was like the most outstanding and wonderful sword move. The girl followed the trend and let out a clear howl.

A bright sword light lit up.

Has crashed to the ground.

The girl's complexion suddenly turned pale, her bones and internal organs were damaged, and blood oozes from the corner of her mouth.

Several figures jumped out of the forbidden area, stood in the void, and looked at the girl who was half kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood, their expressions changed dramatically.

"Is this the person from Fufeng Academy?"

"How reckless!"

"The meridian is damaged, and the bones of the whole body are also broken. Even if you can't realize the ultimate knowledge, why should you do so?"

The people in the void were either annoyed or sighed, and were finally ready to heal the girl. At this moment, Xue Qinshuang suddenly slashed diagonally with her sword.

The sword light is sharp, and it seems that there is a mighty waterfall rushing from bottom to top, and its momentum is like thunder.

On the thousand-foot-high mountain, suddenly there were long swords screaming together. The hundreds of swords stored here for 300 years, as if they had been drawn by some kind of traction, flew up into the sky with a whistling roar, then suddenly turned upside down, and half-kneeled downward. Xue Qinshuang left on the ground.

Above the peak, the Juggernaut's saber faintly lights up.

Then it shot out violently.

The sharp piercing sound paused slightly, and the hundred long swords stopped suddenly, pointing the blade at the ground, floating slightly, stirring up waves of air.

The Sword Master's saber was only three inches in front of Xue Qinshuang.

The faces of the people above changed drastically.

As long as you hold this saber, you will be able to feel the path that the sword master has traveled. In the visible 20 years, there will inevitably be a new sword master who will cross the rivers and lakes with the Sanyu sword.

With this thought in mind, unstoppable envious eyes fell on Xue Qinshuang's face.

The girl's complexion was pale, and her black hair was disheveled like ink.

Wipe the blood from the corner of the lips with the thumb, and with a casual swipe, the originally pale lip color has a blood-like color, which makes the girl look even more bright and incomparable.

She looked at the legend of the rivers and lakes within reach, her brown pupils were bright and proud:

"Xue Qinshuang."

"Never be a vassal of others."

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