When he returned to Qingzhu Peak, it was already twilight.

At this moment, the restaurant house has been closed, and he thinks that it is better not to go back to Zizhu Courtyard easily, in case she initiates Biao to come and close the restaurant for a few days, it will not be beautiful.

So he came to the dormitory area of the disciples of the Uchiyama and knocked on the door of a small building.

"Who?"

A weak voice sounded, they were opened, and the sick seedling dragged his thin body, seeing that it was Feng Xiaohan's eyes that flashed a trace of difference, and then coughed, he shouted to the house: "Young master, Feng Xiaohan is here." ”

"Oh, it's Xiaohan, please. ”

Upstairs, a young man in white walked out quickly and welcomed him into the house.

Lu Yingfeng smiled: "What kind of wind blew you here? Changhong Peak's punishment ended so soon?"

Feng Xiaohan said: "Something happened, and the punishment ended early. I'm here to spend the night. ”

"Overnight?"

The sick seedling raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you go back to Zizhu Courtyard?"

Feng Xiaohan sighed and looked at Lu Yingfeng.

Lu Yingfeng coughed dryly, signaled the sick seedling not to ask more with his eyes, and said: "We only live in this small building, there are just a few empty rooms, and the environment is not as elegant as Zizhu Courtyard, if you don't dislike it, you can be wronged for the time being." ”

Feng Xiaohan said thank you.

Lu Yingfeng looked at him and said, "You haven't encountered that earth beetle rat in Changhong Peak, have you?" I believe that even if you do, you will retreat with your whole body." ”

"You already know about the scarlett?"

Feng Xiaohan reacted at this time and said, "Before I went to Changhong Peak, you told me in a very strange tone that you looked strong, referring to the earth beetle?"

"Yes. ”

Lu Yingfeng nodded, he was very popular and well-informed, and nothing could escape his ears.

It's just that today's matter hasn't had time to come out yet, so he doesn't know that Feng Xiaohan has hunted the earth beetle.

Feng Xiaohan thought that this guy was still selling to him at that time, so he smiled and said, "The fate of that earth beetle is very miserable. ”

"Oh?"

Lu Yingfeng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested, and asked, "What happened?"

Feng Xiaohan blinked his eyes and said, "You'll know when the time comes, but I advise you, be mentally prepared, don't be too surprised then." ”

"Uh......"

Lu Yingfeng and the sick seedling glanced at each other, but they didn't expect this guy to be joking. This is the legend: to give back to the other?

Lu Yingfeng squinted his eyes, and saw that Feng Xiaohan was covered in dust, wearing animal skin clothes, and the broken sword inserted in the belt around his waist flashed with a snowy edge.

"It is said that a few days ago, there was a major incident in the Xuanwu Beast Breeding Field, and an elder from the outer mountains died for it, and it was only because of a closed disciple that it was calmed down. That person is you. ”

Lu Yingfeng's eyes narrowed even more, and he said, "It is said that you killed a Xuantai beast alone, and you won by skill. ”

Feng Xiaohan was a little furious by his staring, and asked, "So what?"

"Even Liang Song has a hard time killing a mad Xuantai beast, and you can. Then it's not a strange thing for you to kill another one. ”

Lu Yingfeng nodded affirmatively and said, "It must be like this! In my opinion, that earth beetle should have been found by you, and then it was dismantled." ”

Feng Xiaohan said with a little disappointment: "You are very smart, it is really boring to talk to you." ”

The sick seedling stood aside and rolled his eyes, and said in his heart: "The meaning of your kid's words is too obvious, so you have to say it yourself, and what is so strange that my young master guessed it." ”

After bringing Feng Xiaohan to his room, the sick Yangzi found Lu Yingfeng and said, "Lou listens to the rain, Bai Wen and the others are very hostile to him, young master, isn't it a little ...... for you to take him in here for the night?"

"If you look at it in the long run, Lou Tingyu and Bai Wen are indeed rare geniuses, but they are not rare. If Feng Xiaohan can grow up smoothly, let alone Lou Tingyu, even He Xirou will be much stronger than him. ”

Lu Yingfeng looked out the window and said with a smile: "Don't ask me why, because I don't know, it's just my feelings." In order to make a good impression on Feng Xiaohan, I am willing to leave a bad impression on any disciple. ”

......

......

In the early morning, Feng Xiaohan stood outside the small building and closed his eyes and meditated.

After today, it is the day of the Qingzhu Peak competition.

The purpose of the martial arts competition is not only to let the disciples confirm the results of their cultivation, but also to select the inner and outer mountain disciples of the Changming Sect who will compete in the martial arts two months later.

The ten inner mountain disciples and ten outer mountain disciples who won this competition will represent Qingzhu Peak to compete, and the first winner will be extremely richly rewarded.

The broken sword on Feng Xiaohan's waist shimmered with a crystal luster, as if a layer of fluid surrounded it.

This is the sword intent he is accumulating, which is similar to the principle of the earth armor rat's accumulation. Charging power will be limited by physical fitness, and the accumulated sword intent will be affected by the swordsman's kendo cultivation.

The deeper the kendo cultivation, the more sword intent can be accumulated, and the stronger the power it will exert at that time.

Throughout the day, Feng Xiaohan rarely did not go to the diner to eat steamed buns, but kept standing in front of the small building.

Sometimes looking at the blue sky and white clouds, sometimes looking at the green mountains and green waters. There was a shadow in his heart, standing with a sword, deducing all the swordsmanship that Feng Xiaohan had learned.

It is said that Xuanhong Zhenren, the originator of Changming Sect, learned thousands of swordsmanship in the world, and turned thousands of swordsmanship into a sword, which broke through the sky and disturbed the heavens and the earth.

A sword cuts down three stars outside the sky, so it is called "one sword slashes three stars".

Legend is the mystery of the way of the sword, which is the most rigid in the world.

Feng Xiaohan yearned for it, hoping that he would be lucky enough to get a look at the sword spectrum of that swordsmanship in his life, and learn this sword with the help of Wanyan Divine Power.

He spent a day accumulating sword intent, deducing swordsmanship, and had already mastered all the swordsmanship he had learned, the sword intent in his chest was steaming, and the overflowing sword qi cut all the blades of grass within three steps into several pieces.

He stood from morning hour to dusk, from day to night, like a sword stuck upside down on the ground, motionless.

Lu Yingfeng put down the book in his hand, looked at the young man outside the window, and said in his heart: "His kendo cultivation is actually so profound. ”

......

Lou Tingyu sat on the lawn, and the sword was on his lap, clear as water in the night. After the baptism of moonlight, the sword body hummed like a dragon's groan, as if there was a spirit.

He opened his eyes, and a light flashed, and the grass beside him was all bowed in unison, as if impressed by its terrifying aura.

Lou Tingyu looked at the surrounding woods, the dark and quiet forest fell in his eyes, but it was like a fire in a cave, everything was extremely clear.

The door of the dantian mansion was completely opened, and the vitality was like a decisive river, setting off stormy waves.

......

Bai Wen, Gu Shan, and Dongfang Han, the three of them finished their cultivation and put their swords into the sheath together, and their clothes were cut out by the sword qi a few times.

The three of them nodded, and they all went back to their rooms to recuperate.

......

He Xirou sat under the purple bamboo, the vitality in her body was endless, and after that night, the speed of her transformation of the spirit had been greatly improved, and the vitality would thicken at a very significant rate every day.

The entire Qingzhu Peak is ready to shine tomorrow.

Only the big fat man with a chicken leg in his mouth was snoring.