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Chen Feng said with a smile: "The current Changming Sect is really lively, these families are all coming to be guests?"

Feng Xiaohan didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and said, "Then how does he arrange it?"

Chen Feng looked at him and said with a smile: "You are a closed disciple, you can decide this kind of thing yourself, why bother to ask me?"

Feng Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, he was almost always eating or practicing on weekdays, and he rarely paid attention to the affairs of the peak, and the other closed disciples had to share some things for the elders, such as Chen Feng's last retreat in Qingzhu Peak, and many things fell on He Xirou.

The closed disciples of the Changming Sect have real power and can decide many things.

It's also a workout.

Chen Feng went back to the house to get some wine, and said, "That junior is not in a hurry in advance, and today I will teach you drunken swordsmanship." ”

Feng Xiaohan remembered that when the sects were talking about the Tao, he was chased by tiger beasts to the depths of the gray grassland and fainted, and when he woke up, there were snake corpses all over the place.

Afterwards, He Xirou told him that it was a swordsmanship called the Drunken Sword, and the grade and power were not under the Wanqiu Sword, and it was still superior in subtleties.

"As a teacher, you know that you have the ability to never forget, and you can learn any method by just looking at it once, but because you are you, it is impossible for other people. ”

Chen Feng said: "So you don't know the difficulties of ordinary people learning swords, and you don't know how to learn swords, so you can't teach swords, which may bring some harm to your future development." As a teacher, you should have played this sword again, just like when you learned the Wanqiu sword, but this time I want you to learn how to learn the sword from the perspective of ordinary people, so that you can teach others in the future. ”

Feng Xiaohan thought to himself that he might never accept apprentices, or even do such a boring thing as marrying a wife and having children, since he didn't have to teach others, why should he learn how to teach?

But on second thought,

He taught the snow ghost to learn the sword in the cold mountain, the fairy beast is the spirit of heaven and earth, and the comprehension is extremely high, and he hardly needs to think about it, all he needs to do is to demonstrate and explain the operation of the vitality.

He had promised the big white fat man to teach him the Pisces Sword, but he had been with Feng Xiaoxiao recently, and he couldn't even see a shadow, so he put it on hold. But there will always be a day when he will be taught, and it will be easier to learn about it today.

So Feng Xiaohan said: "Please preach the master." ”

Chen Feng shook the wine gourd and said, "You drink this pot of wine first, so it will be easier to feel the sword intent." ”

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Feng Xiaohan comprehended the sword intent from the most basic, then taught the sword moves, then analyzed the route of the vitality operation, and then completely learned that it only took two hours.

He also understood why ordinary people were so slow to learn swords,

In his opinion, there were very few swordsmanship techniques that Lou Tingyu and other inner mountain disciples could use, but they were called geniuses, and those outer mountain disciples were even less.

Although he understands this, he still can't understand it, because he just needs to see and not learn...... This time, he finally realized that they had put in so much effort to learn swords.

Just feeling the sword intent, it might take an ordinary outer mountain disciple a month to touch the fur.

This made him think of teaching the white fat man the Pisces Sword in the future, but he was afraid that it would take a lot of time.

He returned to the Neishan dormitory, found Chen Yingying, and arranged him in the Qianxuan Pavilion.

When Feng Xiaohan first entered the mountain gate and stayed in Zizhu Courtyard, Bai Wen and others found He Xirou to talk, and Gushan proposed to let him live in the Qianxuan Pavilion.

The Qianxuan Pavilion is located in a quiet place, but it has been empty for a long time, and no one remembers who lived in it in the first place.

After cleaning up a little, Yajing's attic made Chen Yingying, a scholar, extremely satisfied.

He had very little luggage, only a few books and a change of clothes, but that dress had already been shattered by Shang Twenty-eight's "escort" on the road, and now there was only some loose silver on his body.

Feng Xiaohan took him to the steward's hall to buy two blue robes, and took a few ingots of gold for him.

The sword domain around the stewardship hall had obviously changed, and the truth in it was clearer, and countless swords were like iron plates, and they were closer to the realm where everything was like a sword.

The old man in the steward's hall had a better view of Feng Xiaohan, and he became kind and did not make things difficult for the other party, not to mention that the things he asked for were not precious things, they were nothing more than money and things that could be bought with money.

"People come to the world to enjoy, and enjoyment needs money, you and my friends come here to don't suffer yourself. ”

He also said to Li Xiaofan that money is the foundation of life and enjoyment.

Chen Yingying is very anxious about this, and he has already regarded him as a close friend in his heart.

At the beginning, it was Feng Xiaohan who cut a piece of spiritual flesh to Monk Huiyuan, which allowed him to live and practice, but he was unable to repay the favor, and now he has to receive his favor again.

Chen Yingying said seriously: "Brother Feng, from today on, you are my Chen Yingying's true brother, and I will remember your kindness in my heart and never forget it." ”

Feng Xiaohan shook his head and said, "It's not enough to worry about it." ”

Lu Yingfeng and He Xirou taught him countless times how to deal with people, and showing kindness is the key to making friends, let him remember.

These are really just small things for him, but he just helped him do it, but he didn't expect to really make friends...... Although this friend is really weak, and he is a little stupid.

Meng'er obviously didn't like him, and even designed him to make him so embarrassed, Feng Xiaohan had reason to believe that if she had the chance, she would consider killing Chen Yingying.

But he didn't seem to be discouraged, and he really came to Changmingzong, instead of going back to his hometown in Xuzhou directly.

Feng Xiaohan thought of the big white fat man giving up his face to find Feng Xiaoxiao to fight to the death,

Could it be that the kind of love between men and women is really so magical?

How did a man be willing to be a moth to a fire?

Why didn't his dog-legged Cui Weiming go so low to please girls?

After bidding farewell to Chen Yingying, Feng Xiaohan went to Ziyun Peak.

Ziyun Peak is under the care of Ninth Elder Yuhong, and Cui Weiming has been living here since he returned to the mountain, especially after Liu Panpan left, he didn't take a step out of the peak, as if he would fall into the abyss if he left the cave.

Feng Xiaohan heard the sound of grinding on the mountainside, and when he looked back, he saw a famous young man sitting among the mottled shadows of the trees.

He is Xiahou Sheng, a closed disciple of Ziyun Peak,

Legend has it that he was kicked down the mountain by Chen Feng, and then came to the boy who sharpened his knife in Ziyun Peak.

His single knife was just an ordinary iron knife, and it only cost half a tael of silver to beat it in the blacksmith shop in the town below the mountain.

No one knew the point of sharpening his knives every day, but his iron knife, which was too ordinary to be ordinary, became brighter and stronger the more he sharpened it.

Some people say that he does not sharpen the iron knife in his hand,

It's the knife in my heart.

Xiahou Sheng raised his head and glanced at him, nodded slightly to say hello, and then continued to sharpen his knife.

Feng Xiaohan also waved his hand at him, and then continued to walk towards the peak.

His back gradually faded away, and Xiahou Sheng raised his head again, thinking to himself what he was doing?

Feng Xiaohan walked through the forest sea, listened to Songtao, asked the disciples he met for directions, and found a stone gate.

Behind the stone gate is the cave,

Cui Weiming was in retreat.

Feng Xiaohan came to see him, he had been watching the Xuanhuang Sword Spectrum before, and occasionally fought with Meng'er, but he didn't come to see him.

I saw Chen Yingying today and then I remembered,

He knocked on the stone door and said lightly: "I have been back to the mountain for several months, and you dog-legged man did not come to ask for peace, but asked the master to come to you in person? ”