It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes.

The fairy days of the sealing of the boat have only passed for three days, and they have only enjoyed three meals of sea bass cooked by Zuo Erye.

Early in the morning of this day, Feng Zhou heard that there was a person waiting for him outside.

But the man refused to tell what he was coming from, and waited outside the gate, refusing to come in.

Feng Zhou frowned and said, "What does this person look like?"

The person who replied, Zuo Sheng, was a close confidant of Zuo Second Master, and naturally he was also a very shrewd and capable person, he thought about it before he said with a smile:

"This man is very ordinary-looking, but his appearance is suspicious, and he does not tell the truth. ”

Feng Zhou said, "Oh?"

Zuo Sheng said: "He said that he came from afar, but the villain looked at him very clean, there was no dust at all, and the horse he rode did not look like he had traveled a long way." ”

Feng Zhou said: "Do you think he looks like a Lian family?"

Zuo Sheng said: "He walks very briskly and moves very quickly, although he seems to have a little kung fu, but he is by no means like a Jianghu person, the villain dares to guarantee that he will never go out of Songjiang Mansion in his life." ”

Feng Zhou smiled and said, "No wonder the second master always says that you can do it, just by your eyes." There are very few people in the rivers and lakes who can catch up with you. ”

Zuo Sheng hurriedly bowed down and said, "This is not all the teachings of the second master and Feng Daxia, your old man. ”

Feng Zhou suddenly smiled: "Very good, I'll go and meet him, maybe I can meet someone worthy of knowledge, and see what means he has." ”

Zuo Qinghou didn't speak, and laughed at the moment: "No matter what kind of means he has, how can he be able to win Huashan Fengxia!"

......

Under the willow tree by the river is a white horse. A man in Tsing Yi was standing under a tree, his eyes staring at the gate of the "Throwing Cup Villa".

Feng Zhou didn't recognize him, but he recognized Feng Zhou.

Feng Zhou asked him, "What are you doing?"

The man in Tsing Yi only said: "The master has something very important to see Feng Daxia." ”

Feng Zhou asked him, "Who is the master of your family?"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "It's Feng Daxia's old friend, Feng Daxia knew it as soon as they met, and now he is waiting in front, and the special villain is here to invite." ”

Feng Zhou asked him, "Why didn't your master come, and why didn't he let you tell his name?"

But the man in Tsing Yi refused to say anything, but bent down and smiled, and it was evident that this was a trained patience, and that he was humble to his guests, and that there was no anger at all, so that his master must have been a very cultured man.

It is worthy of being the hometown of Xu Ge, the first assistant of the cabinet, and it is really prosperous.

Feng Zhou stared at the man in Tsing Yi for a moment, and when he saw that he was always smiling, he nodded lightly.

He already knew who he wanted to meet.

So he didn't embarrass a subordinate, let alone a shrewd and capable subordinate.

Feng Zhou likes to deal with smart people.

He smiled and said, "In that case, then you lead the way!"

The man in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "My master said a long time ago that as long as you see Feng Daxia, then Feng Daxia will definitely come." ”

As he spoke, he untied the saddle tied to the tree, wiped the dust from the saddle with his sleeve, and bowed down and smiled:

"Feng Daxia, please get on the horse. ”

Feng Zhou said: "I ride a horse, what about you?"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled: "I don't need me anymore, this horse will naturally take Xiangshuai there." ”

"Very good! Your master really has the demeanor of a grandmaster!" Feng Zhou nodded and got on his horse and walked forward.

When the people in Tsing Yi heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at Feng Zhou's eyes, full of admiration.

The horse walks smoothly and quickly, and is clearly a well-trained horse.

The closure of the boat did not tie the button. He casually entrusted his fate to this horse, and he was not in a hurry at all.

This well-trained horse galloped aimlessly on his back, and the horse went faster and faster, and the trees on both sides flew backwards.

The horse had been running for a long time, and then came to a halt.

The sound of hooves was abrupt, and only the breeze was left gently blowing in the ears, and the world seemed to be very quiet.

A man was walking towards him.

This man walked on the fallen leaves, although his footsteps were still very slight, and few people in the world could hear it except for the sealing of the boat.

I saw that this man was in his sixties, with a clear face, cloth shoes and white socks, wearing a blue cloth gown, and his demeanor was not unusual, but a pair of eyes were bright, which made people dare not force to look.

Feng Zhou smiled, jumped off the horse, came to the old man in a few steps, and said with a smile: "But the world's number one swordsman, Xue Daxia, in person?"

The old man nodded and said, "It's the old decay." ”

He is the number one swordsman in the world, Xue Yiren.

Xue Yiren, the owner of Xuejiazhuang, the world's first swordsman who has been famous in the world for forty years, when he was a teenager, he held the Tianqing meteor sword and broke through the rivers and lakes to get the name of "bloody man", chivalrous and vengeful, killing people like grass mustard, and now he has retired to the forest for thirty years, but a sword is more practiced, since he set foot in the rivers and lakes, no one has ever been able to walk ten moves under his sword, even Li Guanyu's ninety-nine eighty-one Ling Feng swordsmanship that has convinced countless swordsmen has also been defeated in the hands of Xue Yiren.

At this time, Xue Yiren can be said to be at the level of Taishan Beidou in the martial arts.

He stared at Feng Zhou without blinking, and suddenly hugged his fists and said: "The subordinates have offended a lot, and I hope that Feng Daxia will forgive his sins!"

The other party saluted very heavily, and Feng Zhou also bowed slightly, hugged his fists and said, "Xue Daxia is serious!"

Xue Yiren looked at Feng Zhou quietly, and suddenly said: "Seeing that Feng Daxia is in his chest, he must have guessed that it was me who invited you?"

Feng Zhou nodded and said, "Yes, it's not difficult. Zuo Qinghou's subordinates saw at a glance that your envoy did not come from afar, and the people of Xuejiazhuang naturally refused to tell their origin and identity when they arrived in Zuojiazhuang. It's just that I don't know if Xue Daxia is here, I don't know if you have any advice?"

Xue Yiren said slowly: "I have heard for a long time that Feng Daxia is a kendo master, and he must have a very deep study of swords, and he also has a few swords, so I want to ask Feng Daxia to take a look." ”

Feng Zhou smiled and said, "I don't dare to ask for it." ”

Seeing that this Xue Yiren was really angry, he met a master who did not compete with the other party, and invited the other party to taste the sword instead, which was really elegant.

Xuejiazhuang is also built by the mountain, the blue mountain range, winding into the back mountain, Xue Yiren's hut to hide the sword, just carved in the mountain wall.

When he opened the door of the house, there was a long and dark stone road, cold and cold, soaking people's skin, Xue Yiren waited for Fengzhou to walk in, and immediately closed the door tightly, cutting off the light and warmth outside the door, and suddenly fell silent, not even a sound could be heard.

If you want to kill someone, this is indeed a good place.

But Feng Zhou naturally didn't take it to heart.

Because when he reaches this realm, he doesn't need to take it to heart.

It doesn't matter whether Xue Yiren has deep respect for him, whether he is purely asking a master to appreciate the sword, or whether he wants to kill people and preach the Tao.

Because in the face of absolute strength, this is just a few waves.

After a few turns in the stone path, you will come to a cave.

There are copper lamps embedded in the stone wall, and under the gloomy light, I can see that the cave is lined up on all sides, and there is a black iron turn on each stone case.

The iron box on the stone case facing him was long and narrow, and it must have contained the sword weapon that Xue Yiren regarded as arching, but what were the other iron boxes?

Xue Yiren was mixed with the sword box, and seemed to have forgotten that there was a sealed boat beside him, and he had dissolved into the sword with all his heart, to the realm of forgetting people and forgetting himself.

The old man's momentum seemed to have completely changed.

When they first met, Xue Yiren's demeanor was elegant and calm, like a wise man who did not seek to be heard, and also like a celebrity who was tired of the red dust and retired to the forest.

But now, the sword has not yet come out, Feng Zhou has felt that there is a kind of sword qi from the people, and this sword qi is obviously not emitted by the "sword", but by Xue Yiren himself. Here he is the famous man who was rumored to be happy in the past.

"Feng Daxia, please appreciate ......"

In the middle of the words, Xue Yiren successively took out the Bafang Bronze Sword, the Zhaoqi Sword, and the Tianqing Meteor Sword that Xue Yiren held in the past.

And the boat is also out one by one.

Every kind of sword he says is that the whip penetrates into it, even if he is a sword master, it is impossible to be better than what he says.

Xue Yiren couldn't help but be moved again and again, and praised loudly.

In the end, he said: "I have heard for a long time that Feng Daxia killed the 'Miao Monk' without flowers, and stepped on Wanfu Wanshou Garden, using a golden snake sword, Feng Daxia is willing to let the old man appreciate it." ”

"Absolutely. ”

Feng Zhou's right hand flickered, and the golden snake sword had already appeared in his hand.

He held his hands together and sent them to Xue Yiren.

Xue Yiren was immediately moved.

Because with his eyesight, he didn't even see how this sword appeared in Feng Zhou's hand.

I only felt that the other party's wrist moved, and the sword appeared in his hand.

Such a speed, worthy of being born out of thin air!