The man of Luotuo is no longer in Luotuo at the moment, on the contrary, after listening to the words of the Confucian saint, he became more energetic.

He said, I have only now seen a fact in my life, what I am not good at can only do it best, but what I am good at must be constantly studied, because there is a mountain high outside the mountain.

Maybe in the near future, I may break through again and become the first kendoist?

When that happens, if you don't come to me, I'll go to you for advice.

Okay, the Sword Master raised his head and drank the wine in the gourd on his body.

"Mountains and rivers meet, farewell. ”

The Sword Saint solemnly bowed like a Confucian saint, and Edgeworth left, and his two disciples also chased after Edgeworth......

Watching the two masters who had cultivated to the super realm fighting here, Wan Bai and the others felt hot in their hearts, and they suddenly felt that even if the current world was not ancient, they also felt that it was worth living in this life.

Ru Sheng looked at a few people in the distance, until he disappeared, he turned to look at them, he gently stroked the book in his hand, and looked at the two with a smile, if you let you pick up my traction book, how many tricks can you take?

The two looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of the sage, Wan Fei replied in vain, one move.

Confucian Sheng laughed, it is a good thing to be modest, but don't be too humble, because you can take me five moves, he looked at Bai Qianqian again, little girl! Six moves are certain.

But just now, the Sword Saint senior only took over a dozen moves from you.

All things are mutually reinforcing, and it just so happens that my traction restrains his sword intent. But the Qi refining is slightly different, the Sword Saint came to me, because he can find the shortcomings in me, and I also want to go to your sect master, the old man Xuanjing, to have a fight!

It's just that I'm not as stubborn as him, if the rivers and lakes are fateful and happen to meet, I will still ask your sect master to give me advice, because ten years ago, I have already received the teaching.

How could the Confucian saints who ignored it see that they were in the same vein, Bai Qianqian opened her mouth and asked, dare to ask how the battle between the saint and my master ended?

In the end, I cooked him meals for a month. You should know what that means.

Hearing this, Bai Qianqian was very satisfied. As if to see her thoughts, Rusheng spoke again, although he won me, but his arm was also injured at that time.

What about you?

The Chang Sheng, who knew Bai Qianqian's meaning, smiled bitterly, then I would be miserable! At that time, I was almost crippled, but he didn't let me go, so I dragged my stump and cooked for him for a month. What virtue do you think he had?

Even if he blames it in his mouth, he can see that he has no intention of blaming at this moment.

On the contrary, there is some nostalgia.

There are two people I admire the most in this life, one is Xie Liangren, who is respected as a martial saint, and the other is your master.

He is such an eccentric person, a person who speaks upside down and has no standards, and he may not be the same kind of person at all for a Confucian student like me, but you masters, you live a really transparent life! Some great truths are used to speak, but he only uses force to prove his truths, and often proves them very thoroughly.

The Confucian scholar standing by the river said a little sentimentally: "If the old man Xuanjing is still here, I'm afraid that within three moves, Gu Changsheng can admit defeat!"

The tall Confucian scholar had mixed feelings there, his thoughts were fluttering, and he retracted his thoughts for a while, and asked with a smile: "Now that the scenery has been watched, is it better to go back and talk together and drink a small drink?"

After returning to the inn, the Confucian regretted it, the night was not very good tonight, and he lost interest in drinking, so why don't he go back to bathe and change clothes first, and sleep well?

This change was indeed unexpected, but the two did not refute it, because after watching a thrilling battle, they both wanted to go back and think about it, which was really right in the middle, and there was no reason why the two of them should not be.

Back in the room, Wan Feifei lay on the bed, thinking repeatedly about how the two people he saw today made a move, figuring out the sword saint's sword, the true scriptures of the Confucian saint, thinking about and sighing that he didn't know how long it would take to hit such a height, but he gradually got up and meditated on the bed for a long time.

The next day, as soon as Wan Feifei opened his eyes, he heard a knock on the door, he pushed the door open, and saw a large number of people standing at the door.

Young man, what time is this? Still sleeping lazily in bed, today is the last day of our stay in Fengbodu, a good time, hurry up and go out for a walk, Wan Feibai saw that Bai Qianqian was also smiling at himself, and he was embarrassed to get up, and he accused again and again.

But I didn't expect Chang Shengren to appear at the door, and when he saw Wan Feibai, he laughed, the young man must have gone back to study martial arts yesterday! This is also a good thing, but everything is done step by step, and you can't be in a hurry.

Wan Feibai said helplessly: "Senior Chang, I think it's really a little bit worse, I can't say the reason, but I know it." But now that I know the general direction, I have a path to walk under my feet, and I won't walk headless and fly like before, but I feel that my own eight qi mysteries have been reached, and I also rely on my innate physique, but I feel that my qi has been exhausted, and it is difficult to reach another height.

Chang Shengren put his hands behind his back and looked at Wan Feibai, because you have reached a height, and if you want to break through, it is not difficult, but maybe you still have found a way. Maybe when the right opportunity comes, if you want to break through, you just go with the flow.

Wan Feibai also felt that he was really a little reckless when he said such a thing, and in a panic, Chang Zhichun suddenly said: In a suburb of this stormy city, there is a restaurant with roast beef and mutton, which is a must, the ingredients are so good that the guests can eat their tongues, and the wine is also good, do you want to try it?

Without waiting for Wan Feibai to answer, Dongfang Qi had already jumped to his feet, there was good wine and good food, and the most important thing was to have a meal with Chang Shengren, that is, it was worth letting me die once.

Chang Shengren said to go, rose from the ground, and laughed wantonly, you can take your time, Brother Wan will go with me first, and go to the outskirts of the city after speaking.

Wan Feibai followed closely, he knew that the Confucian Sage was deliberately tempting, he was lucky, Ling Bo walked slightly, and also stepped on the high branches of the big tree, sweeping all the way.

However, after all, there is a difference, I can still keep up with it a few seconds ago, and I slowly opened up the distance, and after a while, the back of the Confucian saint has disappeared.

Wan Feibai went to the "delicious beef and mutton" shop that Chang Shengren said, which is a restaurant similar to a small courtyard of a farmhouse, and there is a large courtyard at the two-story building.

It's already good, it's better than I imagined, young people are stable, and the world will be yours in the future.

Ever since Wan Feibai saw the competition between Confucian Sage and Gu Changsheng, he would repeatedly find out his shortcomings, and sometimes he was a little discouraged when he thought about it, which he had never seen before, even if he met the Yuetai Immortal, even if he met the Heavenly Palace Zhengshen Electric Mother, he had never been so confused and unconfident.

This saint really doesn't have a backache when he speaks standing and talking!

Of course, Wan Feibai only dared to think so secretly.

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After sitting for a while, Bai Qianqian and the others arrived, of course, with Bai Qianqian's foot strength not so slow, it must be to take care of a few old Taoists.

A few people sat down, and this hour said that it was not early, because it was not yet noon, but because they all got up late, they didn't eat breakfast, and they were all hungry at the moment.

The Confucian saint asked for a pot of wine, ordered two signature dishes, and gave Bai Qianqian the right to order.

Bai Qianqian was not polite, and only stopped after eight dishes, and the old Taoist on the side nodded again and again to express satisfaction.

Before the food arrives, the wine comes first.

Wan Feibai poured a glass of wine for each of the Confucian saints and the old Taoist, and then filled his own wine glasses.

At this moment, it is August, and there is already a sense of autumn coolness, and the three of them touched a glass of wine and were silent.

After a long time, Chang Zhichun sighed: "It's really cool and autumn!"

The old Taoist felt that it was a great honor to be able to drink with the Chang Sheng, and this time South Vietnam had the capital to brag! He took the initiative to break the silence.

Chang Shengren, I heard that your old man is a noble person, not only a martial god in this world, but also a rich scholar, I heard that you are still the teacher of today, why don't you tell us, what is the emperor of the ancient Qin country like?

Bai Qianqian knew that the old way gossip was overflowing again, and she had the intention to stop it, but this old way actually asked what she wanted to ask, and she didn't say anything.

"It's all said that gossip is not about state affairs," she really wanted to know why the dignity of this saint was subservient to others, even if the monarch was the most noble person in the world, so she also pricked up her ears and waited to hear how Chang Zhichun refused.

The Chang Sheng, who was dressed plainly and elegantly and dressed in a white Confucian shirt, smiled.

He is a king, but he is just an ordinary person.

Because he has endless political affairs every day, endless foreign envoys, regional disputes, and power struggles between children and grandchildren, and the royal family, he doesn't have much time for himself every day.

But in this way, he was still named one of the five saints of this land.

"The Son of Heaven of the Ancient Kingdom of Qin today is also one of the Five Sages,"

For a while, Lao Dao's mouth that was eating couldn't be closed, even Dongfang Lei was stunned by this information, and his pale face had turned red. At this moment, he finally managed to suppress the water he had drunk, and the water overflowed again.

You heard it right, there are very few people in this world who know about it, not because they mean to keep it secret, but because everyone doesn't believe it.

The five saints in the world, apart from knowing that there are five people, it is estimated that there are few people who know which five people? Chang Zhichun asked.

Bai Qianqian nodded, even she didn't know about these things, he once asked his master, but the little old man actually told her that he didn't know.

It is hard to be a martial arts powerhouse in this world, and it is even harder to be an emperor in the world.