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This person stood up, polite and frightened, but Jiang Feng originally thought that Si Tanyin would be extremely disgusted, but unexpectedly, Si Tanyin was not.

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's hard for you to do this. Instead, Si Tanyin said with a chuckle.

"Thank you...... Thank you very much......"

When the monk heard this, he was even more polite, and after that, he hurriedly held the long sword and practiced quickly, as if he was afraid that Jiang Feng would refuse.

Jiang Feng felt a little helpless, he could only say that Si Tanyin had a temperament and was unpredictable, but this was a means of collecting sword scores, since the other party took the initiative to offer it, Jiang Feng could only do it, but it was disrespectful.

"Is your swordsmanship a new creation?" Seeing that the monk's set of swordsmanship had been deduced, Jiang Feng asked.

"Exactly. The monk nodded and said, "I named it Pingshui Sword Technique." ”

"The name of such a sword technique is good. Jiang Feng bowed his head.

Pingshui swordsmanship has the meaning of Pingshui meeting, but this monk's new set of swordsmanship is just a good name, and everything else is a mess, much inferior to the middle-aged monk.

First, there are too many traces of imitation in Pingshui swordsmanship, imitation is not a fault, the fault is wrong, there is no groundbreaking, but a hodgepodge of stew.

The second is that this sword technique is heavy and light, extremely fancy, in fact, those complicated sword moves, in Jiang Feng's opinion, are not even worth at all.

Simply put, it's useless.

"Senior, I beg for advice. The monk looked at Jiang Feng eagerly, his eyes revealing a light of hope.

"Senior Brother Jiang, but is there a way?" Si Tanyin asked casually, she smiled smartly, and between her eyebrows, the autumn water was shining, but it was fundamentally different from the previous decisive killing methods.

"There you go. Jiang Feng said helplessly, as he spoke, Jiang Feng took the sword in his hand and improved the Pingshui swordsmanship, which naturally shocked the monk.

As everyone knows, such an improvement was made according to Jiang Feng's own will, and it became Jiang Feng's swordsmanship.

"Senior ......"

"Senior ......"

……

Seeing that Jiang Feng recklessly improved his swordsmanship, he pinched it with his hands, and lifted his weight lightly, and all of a sudden, all the sword cultivation in this post station was bright, and they came forward one after another, hugging Jiang Feng in the center.

"Senior, I have a family heirloom swordsmanship, which has never been shown before, and I have invited my predecessors to look at it. ”

"Senior, this is the dual cultivation sword technique created by me and the Taoist, it is unique, senior, please comment. ”

"Senior, I have a sword, turning over the river and the sea, and I ask my seniors to give me advice. ”

……

All kinds of chaotic sounds came into Jiang Feng's ears, even if Jiang Feng was watching and listening to all directions, he was more or less tired of coping.

Si Tanyin smiled and watched the excitement with interest on the side, as if he had expected such a situation to happen, and such a gloating attitude made Jiang Feng cry and laugh.

Jiang Feng drank to silence everyone, stepped forward one by one, and pointed out one by one, in this way, it took several hours, and finally let the many sword cultivators in this post station return satisfied.

And in this way, it caused the small post station to be lively to an unbelievable level, I don't know who spread the news here, but Jiang Feng just breathed a sigh of relief, that is, there were a large number of monks, gathered from outside the post station, such a number of people, at a glance, Jiang Feng was stunned.

At a cursory glance, there are no less than 100 people, and these hundreds of monks, without exception, are all sword cultivators.

"Senior Sister Si?" his brows furrowed, and Jiang Feng asked.

"Senior Brother Jiang, have you ever remembered what I said to you when I was in the Heavenly Sword Sect. Si Tanyin said seemingly casually.

Si Tanyin didn't talk much when she was ordinary, but the words she said to Jiang Feng were definitely not small, and Jiang Feng couldn't take them all to heart.

But there was one sentence, after being reminded by Si Tanyin, it immediately emerged from Jiang Feng's heart.

"Creation!" Jiang Feng whispered in his heart.

Whether you can enter the second floor of the Library Pavilion, listen to what Si Tanyin said, in the final analysis, it is the word creation.

But this concept is extremely vague, and how to solve the word creation has always puzzled Jiang Feng, because this concept, in addition to being vague, has never been concrete, and has too many understandings and explanations.

"Since Senior Brother Jiang remembers, presumably, there will be almost eyebrows. Si Tanyin said, as always, she didn't plan to say anything more.

Jiang Feng's brows furrowed even tighter, he knew that Si Tanyin should not be playing tricks, just like cultivating swords and taking a path of his own swordsmanship, such a path can only be walked by himself.

Hundreds of monks frantically poured into the post station from outside, making this small post station as lively as the vegetable market.

"I heard that someone was talking about swords here, so I waited to come and open my eyes. One of the monks said aloud, causing bursts of laughter.

"There are so many sword cultivators in the world, who is so self-conscious, does it mean that they think they are proficient in swordsmanship?"

"The contemptible people have recently practiced a sword technique, and they are not allowed to enter the door, so they have made a special trip to ask for advice. "Naturally, there is also a sword cultivator, who came with such a purpose, hoping to get guidance and improve his swordsmanship.

The voice was noisy, and there were people who said all kinds of things, and when he put those words into his ears one by one, Jiang Feng looked at all this indifferently.

"This Daoist brother, the person who talks about swords, could it be you?" After all, someone noticed Jiang Feng's existence and said jokingly.

"Do you have any advice?" Jiang Feng said lightly.

"I dare not dare to take the word advice seriously, dare to ask which sect my brother is from, and what kind of swordsmanship does he practice?" the man asked one after another.

These two questions are not sharp!

Although the Tian Yuan Continent is not only about blood, but the back~scenery and origin, no matter which world it is in, often means the starting point.

Standing tall can see far, and the powerful back ~ view naturally means a shortcut, which is a seemingly casual question, but in fact it is extremely sharp, pointing to the essence.

As for what kind of swordsmanship he has cultivated, this is because of this, he can see through Jiang Feng's swordsmanship attainments, and the swordsmanship is strong and weak, if the swordsmanship that Jiang Feng has cultivated is ordinary, then wouldn't it be a great joke to instruct others to practice swords?

The volume of this person's speech was not high, but when such a sentence came out, the post station suddenly became a little quieter, and a pair of eyes fell on Jiang Feng's body in unison, waiting for Jiang Feng's response.

"For the sake of fairness, I reported to my family, He Shuheng of the Ding Sword Sect!" The monk then said again, the meaning of the run could not be more obvious, after all, he had already reported his family, no matter what, Jiang Feng could not avoid it, and could only respond positively.

"Ding Sword Sect?"

Hearing this person report to the door, Jiang Feng thought for a while, and took a deep look at this person, knowing that it was no wonder that this person's question was so sharp, and the daring was from the Ding Sword Sect.

The Ding Sword Sect is known as the first sword cultivation sect among the three-star sects, and its vision and knowledge in terms of sword dao are naturally not comparable to ordinary sword cultivation and sword cultivation sects.

"Could it be that if there is no sect and no faction, and if you cultivate the nameless sword technique, you will not be qualified to guide others?" Jiang Feng asked.

"That's not the case, if Brother Dao really has no sect, then deduce your swordsmanship and have an opinion!" He Shuheng said.

There was a strong sense of ridicule in his words, and the way he looked at Jiang Feng quietly changed, thinking that Jiang Feng clearly meant to retreat, what was this not a weak heart?

"It's fine. Jiang Feng nodded.

As for why he didn't tell the Heavenly Sword Sect, it was because the Heavenly Sword Sect had always kept a low profile, and Jiang Feng couldn't break that tradition. As for the swordsmanship he cultivated, Jiang Feng was even more difficult to answer, it was a nameless swordsmanship, and it was unintentional to say it, so he simply avoided it.

But since this person intended to force him to perform some swordsmanship, then Jiang Feng didn't mind at all and complied with the other party's wishes.

As soon as he said that, above the void, a sword qi quietly fell, and that sword qi was as thin as a hair...... The sword qi appeared, illuminating the void, straight and straight, and stabbed towards He Shuheng's eyebrows.

It was an incredible speed, a sword was born from the void, how powerful it was, it didn't even have time to react, and a sword qi like a hair was straight and straight into the center of the eyebrows.

At the center of his eyebrows, a little scarlet burst open, He Shuheng was injured, he subconsciously reached out and touched it, but only a drop of blood was smeared.

"This?"

Suddenly, He Shuheng's face changed greatly, he staggered, took a few steps back in a row, and looked at Jiang Feng like that, as if he had seen a ghost, it was so unbelievable.

His face was pale, almost bloodless, and he knew that if Jiang Feng had murderous intent towards him, under that sword qi, he would definitely die, and there was no reason to be lucky.

"Do you still have questions?" Jiang Feng said expressionlessly.

He Shuheng doesn't have many problems, but he has ill intentions and sinister intentions, in this way, Jiang Feng will not be stingy and give a slight punishment, if he doesn't know what to do, then the next time he makes a move, he will not have such luck.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" He Shuheng said repeatedly, at this moment, his heart was terrified to an unstoppable level, even if he had any doubts, he didn't dare to say a word.

Saying this, He Shuheng lowered his head and walked quickly.

"Wow!"

With He Shuheng leaving, there was an uproar in the post station, and the eyes of everyone looking at Jiang Feng changed again and again, and in the depths of their eyes, quietly, there was a little more awe and jealousy!

An idea turns into a sword and wantonly hurts people, what a terrifying kendo attainment this should be, beyond everyone's expectations, how can there be anyone who dares to question it, unless it is impatient.

"Disperse. Waving his hand, Jiang Feng said casually, he didn't want to point out who again, just let everyone leave and leave a clean ear.

Jiang Feng's words were like instructions, and some monks left one after another, but there were also some people who looked at Jiang Feng with extremely expectant eyes, as if they had no intention of leaving......

(End of chapter)