Chapter 120: Sword Thief (1)

When the competition continued again, Cen Kexuan followed Bai Moyin upstairs, lying on the railing with both hands to watch the battle. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Bai Jingfeng really flew in front of the stage, I don't know who borrowed a pitch-black long sword, stood opposite Lin Shaozhen, and drew his sword with a little frivolity. The two are the same age and are friends, but they make unceremonious moves, showing their strength.

Cen Kexuan's eyebrows were tightly locked, staring intently at the figures of the two. Seeing his two sword lights flying, fighting evenly between up and down, after a long time, he secretly sighed: It turns out that Bai Jingfeng's swordsmanship has such a realm! I once heard Dou Lan say that the people in the rivers and lakes said that Bai Jingfeng, the third son of Yujing Villa, has excellent swordsmanship and is a genius in the sky. She once disagreed, thinking that it was just some flattery, and it was only to this day that she realized that it was probably not true.

No wonder Bai Moyin pointed out Lin Shaozhen's lack of talent disapprovingly, compared with a genius like Bai Jingfeng, who is not mediocre? was about to tilt his head to talk to him, but he saw Bai Moyin holding a teacup, his eyelids drooping, as if he didn't care about the fight below.

"Aren't you worried?" Cen Kexuan couldn't help but ask him, and seeing that his face was not different, he deliberately added: "Bai Jingfeng seems to be in danger!" ”

Bai Moyin naturally heard that she was talking nonsense, and wanted to frame him to look at him twice, so he only smiled and shook his head: "That person is not Jing Feng's opponent at all, what is there to worry about?" As soon as he finished speaking, the following competition immediately fulfilled his words. I saw Bai Jingfeng turn around, his wrist swam away like a snake, wrapped around the hilt of the sword, and snatched the opponent's sword. Lin Shaozhen had no choice but to take advantage of the situation and slam his palm towards his chest, before he touched the person's body, his neck had already touched the cold sword qi, and the sword that Bai Jingfeng had taken away was against his neck.

When the onlookers saw this play, they all praised it: "Good skills!" ”

Cen Kexuan's eyes also showed some surprise, and he turned his head and continued: "Who did Bai Jingfeng learn his swordsmanship from?" How is it so sharp? ”

Bai Moyin said: "Everyone in the Bai family learns from the guardian elders of Yujing Villa, but Jing Feng is slightly different, he studied under a master who used to live in Fushan temporarily. Cen Kexuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What master?" Bai Moyin said with a smile: "That master has lived in seclusion for several years in a thatched hut in the mountain behind Fushan, and once called himself the Fushan Fool, he occasionally saw Jing Feng's amazing talent, so he took him as an apprentice and taught him some strange swordsmanship that others don't know, but it is indeed a bit powerful." ”

Cen Kexuan secretly said in his heart: Could it be the one who once heard Dou Lan say? He hurriedly said: "I heard Dou Lan say that there was once an unkempt old gentleman who secretly went to Fushan to live and didn't leave, and he would also do witchcraft." Bai Moyin said amusedly: "What kind of witchcraft? There was a hint of can't help but laugh in his eyes. Cen Kexuan saw that he seemed to be laughing at his stupidity, believing in random rumors like that ignorant woman and child, and naturally he was unhappy in his heart, so he only said, "You know it clearly." ”

Bai Moyin chuckled lightly at this time, and explained with a smile: "He reads widely in various partial martial arts, and likes to study Huang Lao's arts, knows astronomy and geography, medicine and mathematics, and is a geek. Cen Kexuan said again: "Then his martial arts are very powerful?" Bai Moyin said: "Although he has different preferences, but the traditional martial arts are also very transparent, even if his personality is a little weird, but he is a real erudite person, and his martial arts have their own uniqueness." ”

Cen Kexuan is still young, he likes those strange and clever tricks the most, and he is not deeply involved in the world, as soon as he heard such unusual characters, he became interested, his eyes lit up for a moment, and he hurriedly asked: "Where is this person now?" If I go north this time, maybe I will meet him? "Wouldn't it be interesting to have a look and learn a few new things?

Bai Moyin just shook his head and said: "This person has left Fushan three years ago, and a few days ago I heard that he went to the Lingnan area and has become a monk. Seeing that Cen Kexuan's face was greatly disappointed, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, thinking that she was really still a little girl, when he saw the corpses of Qin Rong and He Liang in Banjiang Building before, he was so frightened that his face turned pale, trembled, and he couldn't stop crying with red eyes, and he forgot to clean it up in a few days.

Even though she confessed to him a few days ago, she wanted him to respond, showing a sad and sad look, but now she seems to be relieved. Just now, I saw her sullen, and when I heard that there was something curious, I was excited again......

Cen Kexuan didn't know what he was thinking at all, but he couldn't hear that he couldn't see such a person, so as not to be disappointed, her eyes dimmed a little, and in an instant, she suddenly said with great interest: "What about Bai Gongzi, who is Bai Gongzi's master?" "Who led and taught him in such a transcendent realm?

In fact, she has actually asked too much today, if others are so entangled, Bai Moyin will definitely not have such good patience, he has never liked to gossip too much with others, especially about himself, but for Cen Kexuan, there seems to be something different, he seems to be unexpectedly tolerant and tolerant of her.

Cen Kexuan is not unaware of this kind of differential treatment. In the past, on the boat in Xiangyang, he was the same, and he could be said to have answered all questions about her incomprehensible things, even if there were occasional offends in her words, touching on the past that he did not want to mention, he only skimmed it lightly, without the slightest displeasure, without the slightest blame, this kind of tenderness really made her intoxicated.

What's more, this person is still her sweetheart who she can't help but think about every day.

She looked up and saw the breeze blowing his hair and brushing his face, and a pair of unfathomable pupils with a burning clarity. She suddenly felt very sour in her heart, and looked away from him, but listened to him explain slowly: "Among our peers, except for Jing Feng, the rest are all taught by the twelve guardian elders of Yujing Villa, that is, the four elders of the herringbone department, Xiuwen, Huawu, Wise, and Guiyi. ”

Cen Kexuan didn't know that the predecessor of Yujing Villa was a sect founded by Yu Jin in Qingluan Mountain in the south, and there were twelve elders of the Guardian Sect from time to time, and then moved to Fushan and continued to this day, but he felt a little strange in his heart, and he didn't ask it, and Bai Moyin didn't explain too much. She secretly thought: She used to only hear rumors and didn't know about it, but it wasn't until she knew each other that she realized that although Bai Moyin was very famous in the rivers and lakes, she was extremely low-key, as if she would never let herself be in the limelight unless she was forced to do so.

Perhaps because he had already made a name for himself in the First World War in the Western Regions at a young age, and later had a martial arts conference to dominate, he was obviously more inclined to hide behind everything than others chasing fame, and withdrew from the outside to watch from the sidelines.

- It's as if he doesn't want the world to know about his existence.