Li Yuanhao handed the transcribed "Yuanyuan Pavilion Washing Sword Record" to Old Man Huang, and rubbed his slightly sour arm, the book is not thick, about 3,000 words, among which there are a few rare words, which are extremely complicated, fortunately, Li Yuanhao has not read many miscellaneous books in the south study, and it is not difficult to write, but the words and sentences are related to the operation of the breath, she is in a fog, and she doesn't know why. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Huang Chunfeng was slightly surprised, seeing Li Yuanhao's handsome font was bright, natural thin and beautiful, restrained and neat, from beginning to end there was no alteration, the font size was exactly the same, the spacing between the words was uniform, even if there were more than 100 rare words, it was also accurate, since the scholar Wang Youjun, the world practiced words to seek more wanton pleasure, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, the famous calligraphy of the world rarely restrained and converged, all went to seek the agility of the dance, magnificent, in terms of layout, the pen is a thousand jun, the light is bizarre, such as Li Yuanhao is so small to write, outline introverted, it is really rare。

What's even more commendable is that there are more than 100 rare words, Li Yuanhao did not make a mistake in a stroke, in fact, those rare words have no specific meaning in "Yuanyuan Pavilion Sword Washing Record", Huang Chunfeng wrote "Yuanyuan Pavilion Sword Washing Record", when he stepped straight into the season above the nine products, he was young and frivolous, and when he first appeared, when he put pen to paper, his eyes were empty, and he wrote to the middle, his heart trembled, the water was full and overflowing, and the bow was broken.

Maybe...... The old man looked away, this girl may not be able to start a sect in the way of the sword, but she can make a lot of progress and go further.

"Don't praise me, I know that my words are very beautiful, and if you compliment me twice, I won't be any happier. Li Yuanhao took out a bag of dried sweet potatoes from the salute, and the candy was given to millet grains, and now only dried sweet potatoes are left, and it seems that when he arrives in Qinhuai River, he must first prepare some "snacks".

Regarding Li Yuanhao's boasting, Huang Chunfeng was no longer surprised: "Girl, do you want to learn swords?" and immediately added: "The sword of the sword." ”

"Don't learn, don't learn!" Li Yuanhao hurriedly shook his head and refused, practicing martial arts is a hard and abnormal thing, she doesn't think she has the perseverance.

Huang Chunfeng sighed: "Girl, the old man's stunt of a thousand miles flying sword to take people's heads, can teach you completely, can you learn it?"

Why do you want to learn swords? There is a generation of sword immortals sitting in the carriage, and there is the world's first protector outside, and I will learn swords again, I am sick.

Li Yuanhao didn't even look at Huang Chunfeng, got out of the car and greeted Liu Baitong, who was flying around: "Come, give you some dried sweet potatoes, catch the car well, let's go to the Qinhuai River, remember, you have to catch up well, if there is a little bump, there will be no dried sweet potatoes in the future." ”

Liu Baitong nodded frequently: "Big brother, what you say is what." ”

Li Yuanhao nodded with satisfaction, she had already recognized Liu Baitong as her younger brother, Liu Baitong recognized Li Yuanhao as her eldest brother for a little delicious, and she was also very spineless, and even changed her title from the previous "doll" to "big brother". His Majesty the Emperor has taken Liu Baitong's pulse, this peerless master is a child, give some snacks, he will look at your horse's head, and there is no complaint.

In Tai'an City, I am still a little afraid of this crazy old man who has been in the Nine Dragon Pavilion for ten years, which is a little funny.

It's just one thing, Li Yuanhao can't figure it out, when she recognized Liu Baitong, the little brother, Huang Chunfeng sighed faintly and said something inexplicable: "It was messy enough before, but now it's a mess." ”

The carriage continued to move forward, Li Yuanhao was lying in the carriage, bored, looking through the two pages of "Yuanyuan Pavilion Sword Washing Record", full of profound and obscure words, she couldn't understand it, but there was a small story that aroused her interest, "Yuanyuan Pavilion Sword Washing Record" more than 3,000 words, of which more than 2,500 words were written in one go, and the last 500 rain words told this little story.

The story is very simple, it is the process of Huang Chunfeng abandoning the sword and holding the sword again, more than 20 years old, swordsmanship Xiaocheng, negative sword down the mountain, the world, invincible, defeated the world's masters, every victory, take the opponent a famous sword, just three years, the world's top ten famous swords, all in the hand, at this time self-confidence in the hand of no sword, there is also a sword in the heart, once asked himself, since there is a sword in the heart, why still hold a sword? Knowing a smile, the heart is open, throwing the sword in the cliff, the way of the sword goes further, at the age of thirty to go to the north, watch the sea, see the magnificent waves, the sea of clouds churning, ask yourself, since you already have a sword in your heart, why obsessed with whether you hold a sword in your hand, hold the sword again, expand your mind one step further, swordsmanship, smile proud of the rivers and lakes.....

But why doesn't Huang Chunfeng hold a sword now, a kendo master like him should hold a famous sword that shocks the past and the present.

"Old man Huang, why don't you see your sword?" Li Yuanhao asked.

Huang Chunfeng closed his eyes and replied lightly: "It's broken." ”

"Broken?" Li Yuanhao was puzzled, all the famous swords in the world are spiritual, and even more said that there is a sword soul among the famous swords, knowing joy, anger and sorrow, can recognize the master, and the sword bearer has the same heart, and the power of the enemy is doubled, the sword soul grows with the growth of the sword master, and with the fall of the sword master, Huang Chunfeng's sword is broken, and there must be a secret behind it: "How is it broken?"

"Broken by someone. Huang Chunfeng opened his eyes and said with a smile.

Li Yuanhao gasped and was broken: "Who has such a great ability to break your sword?"

On weekdays, bickering and belittling, Li Yuanhao actually recognizes Huang Chunfeng very much.

Huang Chunfeng changed his posture, as if he didn't have any mustard in his heart, and stretched out his finger and pointed upward: "Heavenly people." ”

"Nonsense! Of course I know that you are a heavenly person above the nine grades, and you are not your opponent below the nine grades. Li Yuanhao's eyes widened, Huang Chunfeng was already very powerful, and someone could break his sword: "Old man Huang, tell me who broke your sword?"

"Why, you want to avenge the old man. Huang Chunfeng said with a smile.

"How can I have that ability, if I really have that ability, I won't beat you first, three times a day, once in the morning, noon and evening. Li Yuanhao said: "Bah, I don't talk to you, old man Huang, who broke your sword?"

"I don't know. ”

Li Yuanhao stared at Huang Chunfeng for a long time, and the other party's expression was very calm: "It seems that you didn't lie to me." ”

Obediently, that's amazing, it broke Huang Chunfeng's sword, but Huang Chunfeng didn't know who the other party was, how powerful that person needed to be.

Lie back and turn around, if you meet this person halfway, what should you do? Li Yuanhao was worried: "Old man Huang, do you have the ability to defeat that person now?" After staying in Tai'an City for so long, Old Man Huang's swordsmanship should be old and strong, and go to the next level.

"The old man is still far from the peak of the year, if he encounters it, but he will die completely. ”