The heavens begin with the bright sword

Chapter 268 That's it?

Yan Ying was jokingly referred to as a certified strong man in the turmoil.

That is to say, if you have never owned Yan Ying before, how dare you call yourself a master?
Of course, Yan Ying, who was known as the most beautiful woman in Jianghu back then, did attract the admiration of many heroes in Jianghu. In the end, it was King Nie Ren of Beiyin Kuangdao who won the first place.

It's just that Nie Ren Wang is an honest man. After he embraced the beauty back, he thought of retiring from the rivers and lakes and living a happy life in seclusion with men farming and women weaving with Yan Ying
The result is obvious, this is not the life Yan Ying wants. She may marry Nie Renwang because she is overwhelmed by his demeanor, but she definitely does not want to live in seclusion with him in an unknown place, wash and cook every day, and pay for daily necessities. And worry.

But now she follows Jue Wushen. Although the scenery is boundless, is it really happiness?
Others don't know, but while Yan Ying is happy, she often misses the peaceful days when she lived in seclusion with King Nie, especially after hearing the news of Nie Feng during these days.

"I'm really a greedy woman."

Yan Ying lay in the bath, stroking her still smooth skin, gently lifted her jade feet out of the water, and lit the petals floating in the water.

A moment later, there was a panic for no reason——

I don't know what happened to Feng'er, he didn't really fall off the cliff and die, right?

Worry.

Don't look at Nie Feng's thick eyebrows and big eyes, in fact, there are quite a lot of tricks in his heart.

I didn't meet someone I liked before, but this time it was completely different, because the girl didn't drive him away, after getting off the boat, I followed the girl all the way home.

The second girl probably also fell in love with Nie Feng, and Nie Feng's thick-skinned came back with him, so she pretended to be thin-skinned and would not reject people, so naturally she couldn't say anything about driving him away.

Along the way, we chatted about some irrelevant topics, and soon we reached the door of the second girl's house.

There is a stone tablet at the door, engraved with the words "Duanqingju" on it.

This made Nie Feng more and more convinced that the second girl was the daughter of the second Sword Emperor. He still vaguely remembered that the Sword Immortal Zhang Xiu commented on the Sword Emperor's Qijue of Cutting Emotions, which exactly matched the Jue of Cutting Emotions.

"What a ruthless name." Nie Feng asked this question knowingly.

The second girl stood on one side, with a troubled expression on her face, as if she was confiding in her distress: "My father named it, and the saber technique handed down by my family must be practiced to its peak."

Nie Feng nodded secretly. He is not surprised by this. Many martial arts in the world require determination to cultivate the ultimate Tao, especially the ruthless way of swordsmanship and saber technique. Nie Feng has encountered many martial arts Some are truly powerful and overwhelming, but many are ruthless for the sake of being ruthless, putting the cart before the horse.

"I think your sword skills must not have reached the peak yet, right?"

"Why do you guess so?" The second girl looked sideways at Nie Feng.

Nie Feng smiled slightly, and began to show his "claws and teeth". The second girl who looked at him said sincerely: "Because you are kind-hearted, and you are obviously a person with the most affection and nature. There is a half-ruthless appearance there. Naturally, it cannot meet the highest level of this kind of saber technique."

The second girl's heart moved when she heard the words, she felt that Nie Feng's words really sounded good.

Nie Feng's words really spoke to the depths of her heart, and he echoed: "My father has always asked me to practice swords without emotion, but I have never been able to do it. My father often blames me for this matter."

Nie Feng nodded when she heard the words, and said following her words: "If you can practice to the peak without love, I see that it is better not to practice."

"How do you say that?"

"The purpose of practicing martial arts is to eradicate the strong and help the weak, to help the world and save people. If you are ruthless and cannot help those in need, then the meaning of martial arts will be lost?" Nie Feng's words really came from the heart, not to deceive other girls Saying this on purpose.

The second girl also nodded again and again, feeling that what Nie Feng said was very reasonable: "Mr. Nie has the world in his heart, and a little girl can't match it. But if the words of the master are spread, I am afraid that those martial arts heroes in the world will not be able to do it." Happy."

"Hehehehe." Nie Feng smiled and didn't care, jokingly said: "There are not no people in the Jianghu who are sincere and sincere. They dedicate their lives to martial arts in order to pursue the most peak realm. In fact, if you think about it carefully Think, if you really cut off love, how can you pursue the peak of the ruthless way?"

The second girl frowned, and suddenly asked: "You mean, if my father cultivates the Love Severing Saber, will he be able to reach the peak of martial arts?"

Nie Feng was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment he remembered what Zhang Taoist said when he commented on the Tao of Wuqing, and he used it to borrow flowers to offer Buddha at the moment: "Severing love is not ruthless, but to cut off ruthless. Severing ruthless. Even 'love' has never been seriously understood, so how can we talk about severing love? How can we be ruthless?"

It was the first time for the second girl to hear such an argument, and she looked at Nie Feng with a faint gleam in her eyes.

Feeling flustered by the second girl's stare, Nie Feng smiled a little embarrassedly: "These are actually what Sword Immortal said when he discussed martial arts with my master."

"Sword Immortal?" The second girl paused, stepped forward and said, "Is that the Sword Immortal who bowed to Wan Jian with the sound of 'Sword Come'?"

Seeing the adoring tone of the second girl's words, Nie Feng felt a shock in his heart, but he still said seriously: "It is this sword fairy."

"You may not know that I worshiped under the Sword Emperor's sect because I practiced the sword skills handed down by my family and I couldn't get it right. The sword skills are actually higher than the sword skills." The second girl was still delicate. A thoughtful explanation.

This made Nie Feng a little embarrassed.

"My master taught me the sentient sword, but my father forced me to practice the ruthless sword." The second girl sighed softly and said, "I heard that the sword fairy has many sword skills, and he can even practice both the sentient sword and the ruthless sword." To the peak. Can you introduce one or two for the little girl, so as to resolve the conflict between the two forces of rigidity and softness in the body?"

Nie Feng blinked, inevitably thinking: Could it be that she is kind to me and just wants to use me to meet Daoist Zhang?
But Nie Feng is a generous and honest person after all, and he is also very good at helping others. Since the second girl asked him for help, he naturally couldn't refuse, so he nodded immediately and said: "Of course."

"Since that's the case, the little girl will thank you first." The second girl bowed to Nie Fengying.

"Girl don't need to be too polite." Nie Feng seemed to be frustrated, looked at the stone tablet beside him, and found an excuse to leave: "Since your father named this place Duanqingju, he must not welcome any visitors , then wouldn’t it be disturbing for me to come rashly?”

Seeing Nie Feng's appearance, the second girl was inexplicably happy, she never thought that he had such a cute side, did she become unhappy after she mentioned the sword fairy?

The second girl stabilized her mind and said with a wooden face: "Ahem, my father is not at home."

Ok?
Nie Feng was stunned for a moment, and still didn't understand what this meant.

Seeing that the second girl was already walking ahead, she seemed to be muttering something, he didn't "listen" very clearly, and hurriedly followed.

The second girl in front heard the footsteps coming up behind her, and her voice became louder: "In order to find a knife that can match his knife skills, I went out to find a well-known casting master in the world. won't be coming back."

Having said this, the second girl's footsteps stopped.

Nie Feng looked at the back of the second girl a little bit engrossed, and almost bumped into her.

The second girl turned her head and said, "If you have no place to stay for the time being, you can live here with peace of mind."

The corner of Nie Feng's mouth resumed its upward curve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nie Feng met his "first love" here by chance, and launched a series of actions for this. Anyway, he is now pretending to die off a cliff in order to cooperate with Duanlang, and it is not suitable for him to continue to appear in the arena, so he is in Duanqingju. It is very unacceptable to stay for a few days, and all the girls have invited me.

Nie Feng himself is a person who doesn't understand rejection.

(Kong Ci:?)
Naturally, Bu Jingyun didn't know that his good junior had been addicted to the gentleness and couldn't extricate himself.

Anyway, his task now is to keep an eye on Jian Chen.

It's been a long time since I saw Jian Chen. It seems that Jian Chen is no longer as vigorous as when he first entered the rivers and lakes. A deep tiredness enveloped him. The morning sun seems to have turned into the setting sun.

Bu Jingyun hid aside, looking at the self-pitying Jian Chen, he was quite disdainful: "That's it?"

The nameless head disciple of Tianjian, the successor of Heroic Sword, is that all?
Asking his heart, Bu Jingyun felt that when his arm was broken, he was not so depressed. This guy was just cut off by himself, and then fell into a slump, which is really disappointing.

"How did you come?"

Yeah ~
Bu Jingyun was startled by the voice behind him, and when he hurriedly turned his head to look, he saw Wuming with a calm face standing behind him.

"Senior Wuming." Bu Jingyun cupped his hands towards Wuming, and said in a low voice, "Wushenjue Palace has already invaded the Central Plains. Daoist Zhang is worried about Wushenjue Palace's sneak attack and conspiracy, so he specially asked the younger generation to keep an eye on him in secret to prevent misconduct."

Seeing Bu Jingyun's uprightness, Wuming smiled helplessly: "Just relying on Wushenjue Palace, I can't sneak attack me."

Bu Jingyun nodded, and said deeply: "This junior naturally knows this, so he didn't go to the Zhonghua Pavilion, but here."

As he said that, Bu Jingyun pouted towards Jian Chen who was holding the Hero Sword in a daze in front of the gate of the ruined temple.

Wuming also sighed in his heart when he saw Jianchen's lifeless state, and said to Bu Jingyun, "Jianchen, you have dealt him a bit of a blow. This kid has a smooth journey, and he has never encountered such a setback. , temporarily caught in a dead end, but this is also his opportunity. Give him some time and if he can come out on his own, his martial arts realm will be greatly improved."

Wumingxin said, Jianchen, understand your current mood well, at least you can comprehend three points of the move of "Unexplainable Grief", right?
There are many things that Wuming can't tell Jianchen directly, and he needs to understand them carefully.

What others say is different from what I feel.

Bu Jingyun didn't bother with Jian Chen's question, but asked Wuming: "How does the senior know that the junior is here?"

Wu Ming pointed to the peerless sword in Bu Jingyun's hand, and said, "This sword is like an iceberg. It's not so much that I know you're here, it's better to say that I sense this sword—shh!"

Wuming was talking, and suddenly made a silence gesture towards Bu Jingyun.

And pulled Bu Jingyun back slightly to the side, completely hiding in the dark.

Just after finishing this series of actions, he saw an incense burner thrown in Jian Chen's direction, and the sound of breaking wind in mid-air seemed to be quite powerful.

Bu Jingyun wanted to help first, but was held down by Wuming, and said in his heart: Don't say that Jianchen can handle such a situation, but he can't. You ran out to save him at this time. His temper is not as good as that. Let him be crushed to death by the censer.

Although Jianchen suffered repeated defeats under Bu Jingyun's hands, his own martial arts attainments were still there. Although he was caught off guard, he would inevitably be frightened, but Jianchen, who reacted quickly, made a backhand blow and split the incense burner.

But the moment the incense burner was shattered, a man in purple rolled over from the wall with a fierce aloofness on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, more like mocking: "You're good at it!" .”

Jian Chen held his sword across his chest. He had never seen this person before, and he didn't know who this person was, and he didn't know what he was going to do in front of him.

Just as he was about to ask about it, he heard the other party say: "It's a pity that your teacher is not good, and the three-legged kung fu like inexplicable swordsmanship has ruined you."

Jian Chen was secretly surprised when he heard the words: This person actually knows who I am from, and the way he throws the incense burner contains supreme internal strength, not even inferior to the master. He seems to be a peerless master. Listening to his belittlement of the inexplicable sword technique, everyone Probability is the master's enemy and I must be careful.

Jian Chen is still guessing who this person is.

Wuming, who was hiding at the side, had obviously recognized the person, his brows were deeply wrinkled, and he thought that this matter would be a bit troublesome to watch.

The grievances of the previous generation should not involve Jian Chen, a junior.

Thinking of this, he wanted to go out and face Po Jun.

But Bu Jingyun whispered with surprise at the side: "Senior, a fish has been hooked."

It was only a few words before I heard Po Jun talking nonsense outside: "I heard that your master is a legend in the martial arts world, but his inexplicable swordsmanship... In my opinion, it's just flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, and it's nothing but a false name."

Jianchen naturally couldn't tolerate others criticizing Wuming, so he immediately said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Please take back your insulting teacher immediately, otherwise I will be rude to you."

Wuming, who was hiding in the dark and was about to make a move, subconsciously put down his hand. Seeing Jian Chen stand up again, he was quite relieved in his heart, but facing Po Jun, he probably had no way to win.

Bu Jingyun saw that Jian Chen was still hardened, and nodded secretly. After all, he is the disciple of the unknown senior, so he should have some responsibility.

Po Jun stared at him, and seemed a little bit surprised after being vicious: "You're welcome? How dare you threaten me like this? You really don't know what to do."

Swah——

Jian Chen made a move, but still took the initiative.

Jian Chen was defeated, with one move.

Wuming let out a long sigh, and Po Jun's martial arts improved a lot.

Bu Jingyun was horrified: Who is he?How could he hold Jian Chen with just one claw without the sword out of its sheath?
"That's it?"

Po Jun pressed Jian Chen.

(End of this chapter)