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Chapter 145 Birthday Banquet (2\2)

Fu Mo's arrival was quite late, the Great Elder's birthday banquet would be held in two days. After him, only the disciples of the Tianshan School remained. Because the mountain was high and the road was far away, they arrived a bit late, and they arrived the next day. They went up the mountain At that time, there was still an unspeakable air-conditioning around his body, with a sword behind his back, and he was dressed in blue, and no one looked sideways.

This is what senior Jiu Zizai said, apart from the Fufeng Academy, another sect that can lead the younger generation to this Qingfeng Jie?

Tianshan Sword Sect.

Wang Anfeng stood at the side of the martial arts arena, looking at the young men and women carrying swords, and recalled in his mind Uncle Li's evaluation of this sect when he was in Daliang Village.

It takes the coldness of the Tianshan Mountains into the sword, the sword is lonely and fierce, and it is a holy place in the hearts of swordsmen all over the world.

Wang Anfeng's eyes fell on the long swords on the backs of those young men, and what he thought in his heart was whether he could use his 72-handed Popo to defeat this world-famous swordsmanship. There will be no similar martial arts.

When two swordsmanship with breaking moves as the core concept confront each other, who is better?
Wang Anfeng began to think about this question in his heart, and the disciples of Tianshan School gradually approached.

Because of the special relationship between the two patriarchs of the Tianshan School and Qingfengjie, Gong Yu also personally received him. When he walked in front of the young man, Wang Anfeng instinctively sensed a faint chill, which made his back feel chilly. , broke away from the wild thoughts, and the pupils shrank slightly.

murderous look.

The young man turned around, and his eyes fell on these disciples involuntarily. He noticed the inappropriate damage to the clothes of those disciples, the white cloth wrapped around the tiger's mouth of two of the disciples' right hands, and the young swordsmen with pursed lips. , there was an abnormal pale look on their faces, and their brows could not help but frown slightly.

Jiu Zizai didn't know when he appeared behind him, looking at the swordsmen who came late, his eyes were mixed with admiration and admiration, and seeing the doubts on his face again, he smiled and said:
"Don't be curious, boy."

"Tianshan is one of the seven sects in the world, but it is completely different from other sects. Disciples don't prepare horses. No matter where they go, they will pass through those dense forests. Swordsmen are upright and must be stained with treacherous blood before they can draw their swords. No regrets."

"Ordinary people only think that his temperament is stern, but they don't know that it is actually accompanied by murderous aura."

"The sharper the sword, the person holding the sword must have gone through thousands of trials before he can swing that sharp sword and have enough confidence to control that sharp sword."

The voice paused slightly, then looked at Wang Anfeng again, and pointedly said:

"In this world, the cultivation of martial arts still has to be related to the mind. No matter how powerful the martial arts is, after all, it must be people-oriented and respected by "I". You have to go out of your way."

"The faster the sword is, the more the warrior's heart will be above this kind of swordsmanship. Even those instant evil martial arts must have the arrogance of slaughtering the world. Only then can they become arrogant, timid, and lack of understanding. If you practice hard in one place, you will never become a master."

Wang Anfeng knew that this was Jiu Zizai reminding himself, so he agreed in a deep voice, and his gaze fell on a young man headed by the Tianshan faction. The man seemed to have noticed his gaze, and turned his head. He was a very handsome young man, but his expression was abnormal. Pale, without even the slightest trace of blood on his lips, without the slightest arrogance, he nodded gently towards Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng nodded in return.

He first learned some basics from Li Kangsheng and his wife, and later learned from Wu Changqing. Although he is far from being a qualified doctor, he can still see the injuries on the young man's body, combined with the murderous aura that has not yet dissipated.

Looking at it like this, it seems that it has just gone through a rather tragic fight.

Thoughts in the young man's mind were quite divergent.

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The rather idle time of the last day passed slowly like this.

The disciples on Qingfeng Xie have been busy for a month, and finally ushered in the elder's birthday banquet. Although warriors say that they practice internal strength and exercise their physique, their life expectancy is longer than ordinary people. But it's hard to tell people.

A 70-year-old birthday is actually considered rare in this arena, and it is worth making a fuss about.

It's a pity that Qing Fengjie is a hermit sect after all, and the elder is indifferent by nature, so the so-called [-]th birthday banquet, compared to the bustling and magnificent appearance that Wang Anfeng saw before, is more like a family feast. Like a banquet, the elders sat at the same table, the juniors sat at the same table, and the great elder and his childhood friend sat at the same table.

On the first seat, the Great Elder is still as beautiful as a fairy, with extraordinary beauty, and his cultivation is even more profound, reaching the realm of a third-rank master. However, when she entered the rivers and lakes when she was young, she made friends who had never had such a chance as her. See, there are many old women and old men who do not have the cultivation base of the third rank, with white hair and chicken skin, and they have long since lost their youthful appearance.

At this age, perhaps this birthday banquet will be the last one.

Wang Anfeng watched those old people gulp down alcohol with a heroic attitude that absolutely did not match their age.

Watching them raise their wine cups, with the frivolousness of their youth, the unrestrained love and hatred, and the unspeakable dreams mixed into the strong wine in the cup, and they drank it into their throats, turned around, waved their sleeves, The last sentence in this life on the road, the rivers and lakes are far away, I hope you will cherish it.

When you go down the mountain, it's a farewell.

The white-clothed and black-haired woman still had a cool demeanor, but she didn't seem to have the quiet temperament like a fairy. She exchanged cups with those old people in the rivers and lakes, her eyes were bright and radiant, and her demeanor was quite heroic.

However, after today, the Great Elder's demeanor will completely return to that kind of quietness and indifference, right?

Wang Anfeng didn't know why, but felt quite touched.

Xue Qinshuang tapped the porcelain cup lightly with her fingers, and suddenly said:

"This birthday banquet should be called Yuxu Banquet."

Apart from the four people from Fufeng Academy on this table, there are still five swordsmen from the Tianshan Sword Sect. One of the girls seemed a little puzzled when she heard the words.

"What's the meaning of this statement?"

Xue Qinshuang just shook her head, smiled and said nothing.

Wang Anfeng glanced at the Great Elder, lowered his voice, and said softly:
"Jijue rides on the alchemy, Xuanming goes to Yuxu."

Xue Qinshuang was a little surprised, she glanced at him, and when she saw the sadness in the young man's eyes, she knew that he was in the same state of mind as herself.

What Wang Anfeng recited were two lines from "Buxu Ci" by a master Taoist.

Although everyone at the table is still young, they have all heard it. The leader of the Tianshan youth, if he heard the words, put down his chopsticks and said:

"Yuxu is in the realm of Taoism, pure and extraordinary, he is an immortal."

"Brother Xue said that the great elder's strength is immeasurable. He is seventy years old but still looks like a double tenth. He is really extraordinary and refined. It is really appropriate to describe it with the word yuxu."

The boy's name is Bai Lie, and he is only 15 years old, but the disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect headed by him can guess that the martial arts and swordsmanship must be first-class. With a look of hope and confidence, it is obvious that he is pinning his hopes on the martial arts realm of the upper third rank.

Unexpectedly, there was a chuckle from the side, and everyone looked away, and saw the white-haired old man next to Bailifeng.

As an elder, the latter chose to sit in the group of juniors when he just took his seat, and he would never move away even though the rest of the people invited him again and again. At the same time, everyone in Tianshan was laughing in their hearts, and it was inevitable that they looked down upon him, but at this moment, Fu Mo looked down. He raised his eyebrows, looked at the fresh and tender steamed meat in the bowl, and muttered:
"Hey, Jijue rides on the alchemy, and Xuanming goes up to Yuxu. Immortal, how powerful, can ride the wind to control the alchemy, and go straight to Yuxu."

"You have to take advantage of the alchemy, the first two words, the first is loneliness, the second is absolute, loneliness is lonely loneliness, absolutely is the absolute of severance, you must sever everything in this mortal world, and experience the absolute. The solitude of a person is as cold as a stone, with no heart or thoughts, and only then can one become a fairy."

"It can be seen that immortals are not a good thing."

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