My wife is a sword god

Chapter 145 The Three Masters of Kendo

Qin Feng is enjoying the feeling of all the attention now, even if the eyes of these people are not focused on him.

"This is Jinyang City." A crisp voice sounded from the side, and Liu Jianli's beautiful eyes moved around, looking around.

After serving tea in the lobby, his parents instructed him to take Liu Jianli out for a walk.

But at this moment, the people around were mostly attracted by Liu Jianli's beautiful face.

Can't help but stop and look around.

Qin Feng only felt that he was honored, because standing beside him was his wife!
"Yes, but such a small and remote town cannot compare with Fengtian City, the imperial capital." Qin Feng replied.

Since the father and his family moved here when he was young, the original owner's memory of the imperial capital is very vague.

He just vaguely remembered that the imperial capital was huge, the streets were full of people and people, all kinds of new things were constantly happening, and it was very lively.

I don't know what the imperial capital looks like now after so long.

Liu Jianli heard the words and said indifferently: "Although Fengtian City, the imperial capital, is prosperous, I don't have much impression of it.

As long as I can remember, I stayed in Liu's residence to practice swordsmanship and rarely left the residence.

And when he was 15 years old, he was brought into the sect by the sect master Wan Jian. "

Qin Feng understood, and then asked: "Tell me, what is Wan Jianzong like?"

There are countless people who have established schools in the Dao of Kendo.

But Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. Naturally, they will not accept each other.

But in today's world, there are three schools whose attainments in kendo are recognized by the world as the best.

One is Bingwu leaving home.

The second is Sword Emperor City.

The third is this Wan Jianzong.

Liu Jianli's vermilion lips parted slightly: "Wan Jianzong was built on Piaomiao Peak in the Southern Region, among which there are thirteen sword peaks, large and small.

Every sword peak has a peak master, among which the powerful one is equivalent to 36 stars of the monster slayer.

And the contemporary suzerain is even more powerful than the twelve generals. "

Qin Feng sucked in a breath of cold air, under the great reputation, it is actually hard to live up to it.

It is no wonder that Wan Jianzong is admired by the world, and many martial arts masters who practice the way of swords yearn to go there for further training.

Then Liu Jianli talked about many things about Wan Jianzong.

For example, the environment there, the way of cultivating disciples, and the unique art of swordsmanship inherited by Wan Jianzong.

After hearing this, Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If Wan Jianzong continues like this, I'm afraid the younger generation will be unmatched in swordsmanship."

Liu Jianli shook her head: "Jiandi City and Bingwu Lijia have their own ideas about the cultivation of the younger generation.

How can the three schools of kendo that can be admired by the world be mediocre.

Bingwu Lijia's generation has produced a remarkable figure, who is not very young, but can use the ghost soldier sword box that has been lost for a hundred years.

At the beginning, he once represented the Li family to inquire about the sword of Wan Jianzong. Once the ghost soldier sword box came out, the younger generation would avoid it. "

"There is such a thing?" Qin Feng's eyes widened, and he singled out a younger generation of the sect. How awesome is this?
Just thinking about it makes one's blood boil!

"But Wan Jianzong has so many disciples, it's impossible for him to pretend to be alone and fight until the end?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

"Master let me take action." Liu Jianli said lightly.

"So you took out your sword, fought with him for several rounds, and finally broke his ghost soldier sword box?" Qin Feng guessed.

Liu Jianli shook his head slightly: "Master won't let me use the sword, he said that once I use the sword, it might destroy the boy's sword heart.

So, with just one finger, I knocked him out of the sword stage.

Although he was defeated, he also protected his sword heart. "

Qin Feng opened his mouth wide, not knowing how to respond.

The master Liu Jianli spoke of must be the master of Wanjian Sect.

That guy must be narrow-minded, seeing his disciple being picked over by a young man repeatedly, he couldn't bear face, so he sent Liu Jianli to find the place.

"Why are you afraid of ruining the other party's sword heart? If you don't let Liu Jianli use his sword, it's clearly because you want to slap Bing Wu Lijia in the face.

It is better to be defeated with a sword than to be blown away with a finger.
But my wife is too pure-minded, she actually believed this rhetoric. " Qin Feng was thinking, while turning his head to look at Liu Jianli.

I only thought that if such a person were placed in modern times, he might be tricked into pyramid schemes
"Later, how did the boy behave after he was defeated?"

Liu Jianli recalled: "I didn't care, after defeating him, I went to the Heavy Sword Peak to practice.

However, the master vaguely mentioned that the young man re-entered the sword stage, lowered his head, and trembled all over.

Maybe I shot a little too hard. "

Head down, trembling all over, this is clearly crying
The corner of Qin Feng's mouth twitched, but thinking about it, if he was that young man who was enjoying himself a moment ago, but was defeated by someone's finger the next moment, he might feel like dying.

The boy was just crying, and his mental quality was quite good.

"What's the boy's name?" Qin Feng asked.

"I don't know." Liu Jianli replied lightly.

Qin Feng paused, and mourned silently for the young man in his heart.

It's okay to be defeated by a finger, and the name is not remembered, which is too miserable.

The two chatted while strolling around Jinyang City.

During the period, I also met several people from Shengongfang who were repairing on the damaged beams.

One of the men was working hard, but his hand movements suddenly stopped.

He pointed to the street, opened his mouth wide, and said with disbelief, "That woman."

The muscular, dark-skinned Huoyuan said displeasedly: "What are you doing? You were seduced by a woman! How can a woman have fun in work?"

"No, boss, that woman is Liu Jianli, she...she can walk now!" the man said in surprise.

Liu Jianli's failure to cross the border caused an uproar in Fengtian City, and the people in Shengongfang naturally knew about it.

"What?" Huo Yuan and the others followed suit, but the figures of Qin Feng and the others had long since disappeared at the end of the street.

"Who is the person you mentioned? Moreover, Liu Jianli's meridians were damaged, and her lower body was paralyzed. Even the imperial doctor couldn't heal her. How could she stand up again.

You must have read it wrong! "

The man wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Huo Yuan.

"Hurry up and work hard, this task cannot be missed!" In the second half of the sentence, Huo Yuan reminded in a low voice.

The man glanced at the street, but couldn't find the white figure again.

"Am I really wrong?"

He muttered something in his mouth, but he didn't bother anymore, and continued to do the work in hand.

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Although these people indicated that they were repairing the beams of the house, if you looked closely, you would find that each of their fingers was wrapped in hair-like threads that were difficult to see with the naked eye.

Whenever their fingers sway, those thin lines also sway.

Thin wires run straight from broken beams into the house.

Through the mottled light, it can be vaguely seen that the end of the thin line is connected with a human-shaped object, which is constantly beating something there.
(End of this chapter)