Rogue master in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 271

Chen Wei stared blankly at Sima Feixue who was standing under the pavilion, he really couldn't understand why this pure and cold beauty would say such frivolous words like I like you.

Thinking of being surprised by Sima Feixue's two words, Chen Wei was a little unconvinced.He followed Sima Feixue to the pavilion, and couldn't help but said, "You can't just say you like me and want me to eat and sleep, can you?"

Hearing Chen Wei's petty words, Sima Feixue lightly pursed his lips into a smile, and said, "Could it be that the dignified Luoyang City Lord is not even willing to spend such a small amount of money?"

Chen Wei said with a smile: "There is money, but you have to spend it clearly, right?"

Sima Feixue hesitated for a moment, seemed to be struggling a bit, and finally said: "I will solve the problem of food and lodging myself."

Embarrassed, Chen Wei stretched his hands helplessly and said, "That's all, I'm in charge of eating and living, but I have one condition?"

Sima Feixue motioned for Chen Wei to continue.

"I want you to teach me how to practice sword!" Chen Wei looked at Sima Feixue quietly.

Sima Feixue frowned and asked, "What kind of sword do you want to practice?"

"I can defeat Sima Yi's sword." Chen Wei said directly.

"Then I can't help you." Sima Feixue shook his head.

"why?"

"Sima Yi's internal strength has already reached the upper level of martial arts, while you are only at the lower level. The difference in realm, no matter how sharp your swordsmanship is, cannot make up for the difference in strength and speed." Sima Feixue said.

"Then you must have a way for me to improve my internal strength." Chen Wei was still unyielding.

"Our Jiange in Shuzhong uses swords to train Qi. Swordsmanship and Qigong complement each other. I can't help you with the rest." Sima Feixue said.

Chen Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Is it Tai Ah Jiu Jian?"

"That's right." Sima Feixue looked at Chen Wei in surprise, "Did Kong Ming tell you?"

Chen Wei took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and said, "Not only did he tell me, he also taught me!"

Sima Feixue's face changed slightly, "Really?"

Chen Wei didn't speak, walked to the flower tree in front of the pavilion and broke off a branch, and then showed the first three swords of Tai'a Nine Swords.

Sima Feixue bit her lip, her face showing annoyance, she was clearly angry that Zhuge Liang had passed on the master's swordsmanship to outsiders.

Seeing that Sima Feixue's expression was wrong, Chen Wei obviously knew where her anger was coming from, so he hurriedly explained with a smile, saying how dangerous the situation he was facing at that time, Zhuge Liang taught him the sword technique only because of his soft heart, and finally Sima Feixue Looking at Chen Wei, he thought in his heart that if he was the saint he was looking for, then that would be fine.

Seeing Sima Feixue's complexion improved, Chen Wei secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I promise you." Sima Feixue said, "But you must answer my question honestly."

"What's the problem?" Chen Wei asked.

"Are you... are you someone who knows the destiny?" Sima Feixue stared at Chen Wei.

Chen Wei's heart trembled, why is this problem again.

"Ahem, I don't know what kind of person is a person who knows destiny?" Chen Wei asked.

Sima Feixue frowned slightly, and after a pause, he explained: "He is a saint who obeys the will of heaven and is sent by heaven to save the common people."

Why does it sound so mysterious?Chen Wei raised his eyebrows. The ancient people were more or less superstitious about the heaven and the sky. This is the reason why the emperor called him the Son of Heaven.

"Even if I say yes, how can I prove that I am a saint?" Chen Wei asked back.

Sima Feixue bit his lip, and said, "He must have extraordinary qualities that other people don't possess."

"Then why are you looking for a saint in Jiange in Shuzhong?"

"Do I still remember that I told you that the person who wrote "Eight Forms Dunjia" is the ancestor of Jiange in Shuzhong?"

"of course I remember."

"He once predicted that 400 years from now, the world will be in chaos. At that time, a sage will descend from heaven to save the people, and we Jiange in Shuzhong will obey Tianzheng and follow and assist him to complete his great cause..." Sima Feixue said.

The more Chen Wei listened, the brighter his eyes became. The eight-array map created by this patriarch not only allowed him to travel through time and space to this era, but he could even predict things 400 years later. This patriarch seems to be really a mysterious person.Regardless of whether he is a so-called saint or not, but being able to get assistance from the Jiange in Shuzhong, this alone is enough to make Chen Wei's heart flutter.

"Feixue, actually, I don't want to hide anymore, I am the saint you are looking for." Chen Wei said seriously with a shy face.

Sima Feixue stared at Chen Wei quietly, half-believing and half-doubting: "You refused to admit it before, why did you say it now?"

"This..." Chen Wei lowered his head and touched his nose, then raised his head and said earnestly: "You have to know that as a saint, your identity is extremely sensitive, because you shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving all people from suffering, so naturally You can’t reveal your identity at will, and you are easy to be killed.”

Seeing Chen Wei's serious look, Sima Feixue gritted his teeth, "Chen Wei, can you be more hypocritical?"

Chen Wei was dumbfounded, and smiled awkwardly.

Sima Feixue said seriously: "The patriarch said in his last words that the saint was born in Xiaoshan, you agree with this, and your name also implies the word "star" in it, but if you can produce evidence to prove that you are a saint According to the actual evidence, I can not only help you practice the Tai'a Nine Swords, but also pass on the inner strength of our Jiange, the 'Qi of Yin and Yang' to you."

"Because even if you learn the Tai'a Nine Swords, you don't have the unique inner strength of our Jiange. Even if you practice the Tai'a Nine Swords to the ninth level, you still can't bring out its maximum power. In the end, you still can't beat it. Sima Yi." Sima Feixue said.

Chen Wei smiled slightly, and directly cut a bloody gash in the palm of his left fingernail.

Sima Feixue hurriedly said, "What are you doing?"

Chen Wei smiled disapprovingly and said, "Don't worry, look carefully."

Sima Feixue looked at Chen Wei's palm, slowly loosened her frowning brows, looked at Chen Wei, and said in shock, "How could this be?"

"Give me your hand." Chen Wei said seriously.

Sima Feixue frowned, and glanced at his right hand. There was still a scar left on it when he rescued Chen Wei last time. The scar was very faint, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't tell that he had been injured.

"Do you remember when I told you in Lishan that I have a magic medicine that can heal your hands without leaving scars?" Chen Wei asked.

"Could it be that you used your blood?" Sima Feixue was a little unbelievable.

Chen Wei nodded, and then gently held Sima Feixue's hand, which was soft and slippery, as delicate as warm jade.

When Sima Feixue was held by Chen Wei, she blushed a little for the first time, and scolded, "What are you doing?"

Chen Wei clenched it even tighter.

Just when Sima Feixue was about to pull out her hand, suddenly a gust of hot air slowly came from Chen Wei's hand, making her delicate body tremble.

Chen Wei let go of Sima Feixue's hand, let out a sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and said with a slight smile, "Is this the yin and yang energy you mentioned just now?"

Sima Feixue stared blankly at Chen Wei, nodded, then shook his head again.

"Is it not completely different from your yin and yang qi?" Chen Wei asked.

Sima Feixue nodded.

Chen Wei grinned, "Does this mean that I am the saint you are looking for?"

Sima Feixue bit her thin lips tightly and lowered her head, her fragrant shoulders trembling slightly.

Chen Wei played a prank mentally, stretched out his fingers to hook Sima Feixue's chin, and said with a smile: "I used to read similar plots from TV novels, saying that if you find something like the real son of heaven and a sage, then you will put the sage I don't know if you have such a custom in the Jiange in Shuzhong?"

Chen Wei Sima Feixue didn't understand the first half of the sentence, but he understood the second half, and his pretty face blushed immediately, extremely coquettish, just like a goddess of Guanyin.

"Oh, do they really exist?" Chen Wei said in surprise and joy.

Sima Feixue blushed angrily, "Chen Wei, don't go too far."

Chen Wei blinked his eyes, and secretly said happily: "Just now I played with you in the palm of my hand, and now I finally regained some face."

Sima Feixue heard this guy talking to himself, and glared at him angrily, "I'm tired, arrange a room for me."

"Okay, guest officer please." Chen Wei sang.

Sima Feixue at the back couldn't help but smile sweetly, embarrassing the blooming tree next to her.

(End of this chapter)