The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 147

"Xiao Jiang's appearance has changed a lot, and the weak crown has completely faded from the past immaturity, and looks mature. If it weren't for the familiar eyes and the fact that he cultivated Frost Snow True Qi from Murong Jing's mouth, otherwise, what he looks like now It's really different from what I saw in the past, after all, the swordsmanship he used to rely on for survival seems to be very common now, basically relying on his tyrannical internal strength to forcibly defeat his opponent." Feng Tuo recalled.

"It's also hard for this child. It's been three years, one person and one island. It's not easy to survive the pain. It's understandable that the swordsmanship is unfamiliar, and the vicissitudes of life are mature... This is really torn out by the rivers and lakes." The old man closed his eyes. , took a deep breath, calmed his ups and downs, and said slowly, "You said that he has cultivated two internal skills, one is Frost and Snow True Qi, maybe he can see what kind of skill the other is?"

"At that time, Huangfu Jun was oppressed by him in order to have a chance of survival. He first forced him back with a burst of energy, and then used more than a dozen pulse-sealing energy to counter him. He didn't escape, but he was not affected at all. We I think, the other internal energy he learned should be related to the technique of moving acupuncture points, judging from the breath, it should be a wood-type technique." Feng carefully recalled the scene at that time, and said.

"Wood-type exercise? Then it should be the heart method of tapping acupuncture points and cutting the pulse. Although this child could not practice internal skills when he was young, he has memorized this heart method fluently, and can use the method of tapping points and cutting the pulse neatly. Frost Snow True Qi is a water-type skill Water can grow wood, and the excessive cold air after Dacheng has actually contributed to the sprouting and rooting of the wood-type exercises hidden in his body. With the help of water-type exercises, the wood-type exercises can be said to come naturally, and get twice the result with half the effort." The analysis gave a rough idea.

"Maybe this is how much pain you can bear, and how much gain you can get back." Feng said with emotion.

"Well, but why did Chen'er appear there?" The old man was a little puzzled.

"He came from Jiangning County, heading north." All Feng could do was to provide the old man with clues for judgment.

"To the north...to the north, the Dishamen is there." The old man said clearly.

"So it seems that Xiao Jiang is going to seek revenge?" Feng Zi also knew about the tragedy that happened on Xishan Island.

"It seems that there is something that must trouble you." The old man said solemnly.

"To stop him?" Feng asked.

"Slow him down first." The old man replied.

"Slow him down? Or should I teach him a lesson first?" Feng suddenly remembered the words that Murong Jing used to say, "You should teach this kid a lesson", and couldn't help laughing.

"Please also help me train Chen'er for a year." The old man naturally understood why Feng was laughing, and followed up.

"One year?" Feng paused, and from time to time he understood the old man's intentions, and continued, "If it can be done, ten days and a half months will be enough; if it can't be done, three years or five years will be useless. bring."

There is no doubt about Feng's ability, since he said so, the old man also believes in it.

"By the way, help me give him something." As soon as the old man finished speaking, a brass thing flew into his hands from the darkness, and he took a closer look at it to see a token the size of a palm.

"Is there anything that needs to be relayed?" Feng took the brass token from the old man.

"Tell him, if he still trusts me, he will go to Mr. Ye Lanxi first." The old man said.

"Yegongzi Lanxi?" It's been a few years since he's been in the rivers and lakes, but the person the old man mentioned, Feng is really unheard of and never seen. Although he knows that the old man will not confuse his name, he can't help frowning and questioning.

"That's right." The old man only answered two words, and he didn't want to say more, and Feng didn't ask any more questions when he saw this.

"Is there anything else I need to do for you?" Seeing that the old man was hesitant to speak, Feng asked.

"Just one more word, how do you plan to train him?" The old man couldn't help being concerned about the sword that had disappeared and reappeared, and finally couldn't help but ask each other.

"A broken bone is the best guide." Feng replied meticulously.

"So, please." Seeing Feng's seriousness, the old man also knew that this was the best training for Jiang Yichen, so he cupped his fists and thanked him.

"You're welcome, old man. Please take care of our tribe's affairs." Feng replied.

"Patriarch Mu has made up her mind, and you have also made up your mind?" The old man frowned and asked for proof.

"People in the clan swear to follow the patriarch until death." Feng said firmly.

"Well, the Daoyi League is always the noble's best partner." The old man said sincerely.

"My clan and I firmly believe in this. Our clan and your alliance can accomplish many things in this year. One year later, we will still be comrades-in-arms on the same front." Feng held the hand extended by the old man, A steady and steady hand.

"By the way, I personally think that Ziyexuan's behavior towards Tingyu Pavilion outside Bafangpu definitely did not start with lust. It is best to find out the cause and effect between them. The matter of Gu will be involved with the matter of Shaolin's loss of seal. At that time, not to mention the uproar in the city, Tingyu Pavilion will inevitably be drawn into the vortex of public opinion. Trouble." At the time of parting, Feng reminded, "Farewell."

"Oh, since you specifically reminded me, I will pay more attention to it." The old man agreed, and bid farewell to Feng.

After Feng left, there was only a lonely old man and that dark shadow left in Tao Ran Pavilion.

The mask of being careful and calculating in front of outsiders has faded away, and the old man has appeared old again. It has been a long time since he was so depressed. It seems that since Xishan Island was taken over by a nest, he has been tense all the time. I'm afraid that he will fall behind in half a step and cause immeasurable losses, which he can't bear, and I'm sorry for everyone's expectations.

Over the past three years, the old man has devoted himself to strategizing in the Daoyi League, leading his comrades in the rivers and lakes to struggle to survive in the chaotic situation created by the hostile forces. He launched many effective counterattacks, destroyed the Xintang of the Red Clothes Sect with thunder, assassinated the masters of the Twelve Heavens Sect, the Fengsha Sect and the Diansha Sect, and eliminated many small evil sects.

But in the past three years, the loss of the Daoyi League can be said to be not small, and two hidden gathering points have been attacked by the enemy, which has lost a lot of manpower. The two Righteous Alliances of the League finally broke apart completely, and the situation was like fire and water, and the friendly relationship with the Daoyi League no longer existed. Although some gangs in the two alliances still maintained contacts with the Daoyi League, they were more timid than in the past. Each has its own precautions.

If there is anything worth mentioning in the past three years, the Tushi Gang seems to have settled down a lot. Maybe it is tired of dealing with Buji Island, or it may be resting and recuperating. However, this quiet poisonous snake is always People dare not have the slightest relaxation.

As for the three-year situation of several famous families, the situation is mixed.

The Kongtong faction has completely fallen, attached to the imperial court, and served the imperial court. Recently, there have been rumors that the Kongtong faction seems to be training elite soldiers for the Jinyiwei.

The Kunlun faction made the same choice as the Wudang faction a few years ago, relying on the dangerous terrain of Kunlun Mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, to close the gate of the mountain and refuse to ask the world.

Putian Shaolin and Songshan Shaolin are strong self-supporting, so they will not be secretly squeezed by various forces.

As for the Emei Sect and the Wudang Sect, they miraculously merged into one place inadvertently, gathered in Wudang Mountain, wiped out all the nightclubs in Wudang, blessed the people from all over the world, and preserved the prestige of the famous school alone.

In the past three years, the twists and turns between the government and the opposition have made the old man exhausted and exhausted. Now it is rare that something makes him feel so happy, and he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's been three years, I never thought that this jade embryo could cultivate itself into a sword and return sharply." The old man sighed.

"It's really not easy." Han Wuyue couldn't help echoing in secret.

"How many years should I sharpen a sword?" asked the old man.

"Ten years." Han Wuyue replied.

"Counting the less than a year of his first foray into the rivers and lakes, it is only four years now." The old man calculated.

"These four years are comparable to seven or eight years." Han Wuyue said.

"Tell me, can Feng make up for the remaining two years of work for him?" the old man asked.

"It still lacks heat." Han Wuyue replied.

"Oh? How do you say it?" The old man was puzzled.

"The final refinement of the magic weapon still needs to be integrated into the rivers and lakes." Han Wuyue explained.

"That's right, that's right, it seems I'm still in a hurry." The old man shook his head.

"After all, in the current situation, what I'm afraid of is the long night and the many dreams." Han Wuyue understands the old man's thoughts very well.

"Sigh." The old man seldom sighed, but once he sighed, there was indeed something embarrassing, "What do you think about the loss of seal in Shaolin Temple that has been making a lot of noise recently?"

"Monks don't lie."

"So, you have found out that the news was indeed sent by people from Shaolin?"

"From the mouth of the poor master."

"Then do you think Tingyu Pavilion has something to do with the loss of printing?"

"It's hard to tell."

　Broken bones are the best textbooks. — lol Illaoi

　　

　

(End of this chapter)