Midwinter is approaching, and there are already snowflakes falling in Jiangxi.

In the year of Ruixue Zhaofeng, the snow fell in the Egret Academy, and a white-haired old man looked at the falling snow outside the door.

"Li Taibai has a poem: The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as a seat, and the pieces are blown down Xuanyuan Terrace." Behind the old man, a man in a cyan shirt said excitedly: "However, Jiangxi is located in the south of Shenzhou, and it has never snowed all year round. ”

Bai Qian shook his head slightly: "Kendo is just a small amount of kung fu, reading is reasonable, and learning from things is the first thing." ”

"If you can't even read the book, then no matter how high your martial arts are and how wonderful your moves are, you will just be a castle in the air after all."

As the old man was talking, a white dove came out of the snow and landed in front of the old man, looked up at the old man in white, and cooed twice.

The man in the Confucian shirt behind him was taken aback: "In this weather, there are even pigeons in the hive?" ”

Bai Qian was not surprised, he stretched out his sleeve and took a handful of grain, and scattered it on the dry ground beside him, so that it would be easier for the pigeon to pick up the ground, while he himself had removed the copper pipe from the pigeon's feet.

There was still a roll of light mulberry paper in the copper pipe, and the man in the green shirt thought for a while: "It seems to have been rumored some time ago that Qin of the hive invited to fight the immortal King Kong Shuqing, calculate the time, it should also be the result." ”

"But since Qin has such a big breath, then presumably his ability will not be too small."

When the man in the green shirt said this, Bai Qian had already finished reading the contents of the mulberry paper, and handed the mulberry paper to the man in the green shirt.

The man took it and was taken aback instantly.

He took a step back: "Shu Qing is dead? ”

Although Shu Qing is a demon and a demon, everyone can punish him, but after all, the other party is the Luo Sect Dharma King, who deals with the affairs of the whole sect, and is an out-and-out big man, no one would have thought that he would die.

At best, it's a defeat.

How could he die?

The man in the green shirt endured the shock in his heart and continued to look down, but found that everything written on this mulberry paper was a big thing, and he was a little silent for a while.

After reading the words on the entire mulberry paper, the man in the green shirt looked up at Bai Qian: "Teacher, what are you going to do?" ”

Yes, this Hive came to the book, not only wrote the results of the battle between Qin and Shu Qing, but also wrote that Shu Qing had been killed by Fang Bei.

Now Fang Beizheng and Qin are challenging the world's masters together, and directly named Bai Qian, the dean of the White Egret Academy.

"That party is just a junior, how can you be qualified to challenge the teacher?"

"Although the academy says that there are many places to study and few people who practice martial arts, there are not a few people who are both masters of books and swords.

Before the man in the green shirt could finish speaking, he heard laughter from the snowy courtyard: "Really? I don't believe it? ”

The man in the green shirt looked at the courtyard in surprise, but saw a young man in cloth in front of him turn over and jump in from the wall, and saluted directly to Bai Qian: "Farewell to the juniors, I have seen Dean Bai Qianbai, and I have admired the name for a long time." ”

The man in the green shirt was a little speechless for a while, while Bai Qian looked at Fang Bei in the snow in the courtyard and smiled: "Ying Tianfu is quite far from here." ”

"It's close compared to Huashan." Fang Bei smiled and said: "I came all the way and didn't rest much, so I came with the carrier pigeon." ”

"I'm afraid that Junior Brother Fang has been waiting for the carrier pigeon for a while." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bei and smiled.

"Dean Bai really knows everything, yes, I arrived a little early, so I waited for the pigeons by the way." Fang Bei didn't hide it, so he said.

But the man in the green shirt really felt incredible.

The homing pigeon of the hive is already the fastest means of communication in the whole rivers and lakes, and by changing pigeons, the fastest can travel 1,200 miles a day, which is half faster than the fastest 800 miles.

And the Fang Bei in front of him actually said that he set off with the carrier pigeon, and finally waited for the carrier pigeon for a while.

What kind of wickedness is this?

"Why are you here so early?" Bai Qian couldn't help asking: "If you want Junior Brother Fang to find the old man to compete, come calmly, the old man has a big business, and he can't run the monk to the temple." ”

"Because I don't want to wait for that day to fight Dean Bai again." Fang Bei said unabashedly.

"Bold!" The man in the green shirt couldn't help but say loudly: "What qualifications do you have to directly challenge the dean?" ”

"Eligibility?" Fang Bei asked with a smile.

Then he looked at Bai Qian: "Dean Bai, can you let me have a discussion with your disciple and let him see where my qualifications are?" ”

When the man in the green shirt heard this, he was furious, drew his sword directly from behind his back, and then jumped to the courtyard, standing opposite Fang Bie: "Don't think you ......"

As he spoke, Fang Bei had already drawn his sword.

Draw your sword, jump forward, slash, leap back.

Four actions in one go.

Then put away the sword.

On the opposite side of Fang Bei, the man in green shirt was cut off by Fang Bei's sword, and the whole person was instantly chopped off and hit by the pine tree in the courtyard.

The snow fell from the pine trees, almost enveloping him into a snowman.

However, the physical pain is secondary, and the most incredible thing is the shock in the heart.

He is drunk, he has studied in the Egret Academy for 12 years, and now he is the senior brother of the academy, and he is a first-class candidate for literature and martial arts.

But he never expected that he would be directly slashed by the other party, and he was not even qualified to fight for a round.

Just now, he was still asking what qualifications the other party had to challenge his teacher.

Now it seems that he has become the biggest joke himself.

After Fang Bei drew his sword, he put away his sword, and after collecting his sword, he bowed and apologized to Bai Qian: "Let Dean Bai smile." ”

"Junior Brother Fang's subordinates are merciful, it can be seen that the people in their hearts are kind, and it is only me who should be grateful." Bai Qian sighed.

Fang Bei's sword just now was, of course, his qualification to challenge.

From Bai Qian's point of view, Fang Bei's sword skills are really lackluster, but they are seamless.

The strength, speed, and accuracy of this sword, even if Bai Qian imitated it, it was no better than Fang Bei.

So Bai Qian looked at Fang Bei: "Junior Brother Fang, how long has you been practicing this sword?" ”

Fang Bei smiled, shook his head and said, "Ten years." ”

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, it is really extraordinary, Xiao Brother Fang can be out of the rivers and lakes once, and he will become famous, I don't know how many people can there be in the world, ancient and modern?" Bai Qian praised softly.

Fang Bei shook his head: "But this sword alone is not enough. ”

"So I dare to ask Dean Bai to accompany me to try the sword."

Don't get straight to the point, don't delay without delay.

Bai Qian looked at the cloth-clothed young man in the courtyard, and finally sighed: "I heard that you have seen Liu Pingye?" ”

Liu Pingye was the scholar swordsman who blocked Kongwu together in the mountains and forests, although the power of the invisible sword was greatly reduced, but its gloomy ecstasy palm was full of power, and it successfully injured Kongwu.

Fang Bei nodded: "See." ”

"At that time, he wanted to find a relic to treat his wife's illness, but in the end he could not do so."

"Wronged, wronged." Bai Qian sighed and said: "Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die." ”

At the beginning, Liu Pingye betrayed from the Egret Academy, and finally chose to join the Luo Sect, which broke his heroic anger and fell into the realm, but even so, he still did not change his original intention.

"Everyone has their own choices, and of course, everyone has to pay for their choices." Fang Bei said quietly.

"The little brother is open-minded." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bei: "So you came this time to let me help you test your sword?" ”

"Yes." Fang Bei nodded and said.

"My sword white dean has also seen it, but I am the only sword technique I can use under the premise that my talent is not high."

When Bai Qian heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You are not very talented, what are you kidding?" ”

The person who can practice this sword to such an extent, in the whole world, Bai Qian has not seen a second one.

"Because I'm stupid." Fang Bei said honestly: "I calculated myself before practicing swordsmanship, if I learn a set of swordsmanship, I can practice it proficiently in a year, and then practice one set at a time, ten years later, I will be a second-rate swordsman at most." ”

Bai Qian couldn't help but nod when he heard this.

Yes, it is not easy for an ordinary person to practice swords for ten years and become a second-rate swordsman.

There is only one person who has been practicing swords for ten years and is a first-class swordsman.

That person's name was Shang Jiuge.

"Since there is no hope of practicing one set at a time, then it is better to simply practice a sword."

"Anyway, killing people with just one sword is enough."

Bai Qian laughed when he heard this: "People who can endure only practicing one sword for ten years, your heart is strong, and it is rare in the world." ”

"Talent or something, but it's secondary."

"But this sword can't win against Qin for the time being." Fang Bei looked at Bai Qian and said slowly.

"Why do you have to win him?" Bai Qian asked rhetorically: "Qin is now more than thirty years old, it is the pinnacle moment of his life, martial arts are world-beating, mental and resourceful talents are the best choice, he can lie dormant for a long time is an incredible thing in itself." ”

"And if you and I remember correctly, we have just turned eighteen years old, and it is very reluctant to compete with the top figures in the martial arts after more than ten years of experience."

"But what if I want to be reluctant?" Fang Bei said without hesitation.

Bai Qian looked at Fang Bei: "He Ping is your master?" ”

Don't nod.

"Since He Ping is your master, why don't you go to test the sword with her?" Bai Qian asked.

"I'm afraid she's going to kill me." Fang Bei said quietly.

Then the boy paused for a moment and added, "I'm afraid I'll kill her, too." ”

Both of them practiced to kill people.

It's easy to have problems with all the swords that kill.

Fang Bei didn't even dare to spar with Shang Jiuge, let alone He Ping.

Bai Qian smiled: "So, are you bullying the old decayed swordsmanship and being scattered and weak?" ”

Fang Bei looked at Bai Qian and shook his head: "No, no, no." ”

"The Chunjiang Flower Moon Sword is the first in the world, the first in the subtle world, and it is still a living sword, if you want to find someone to try the sword, then it must be Dean Bai is the best candidate."

Bai Qian listened to Fang Bei's comments and praises, and his expression remained faint: "Don't think that if you praise me, I will try my sword with you." ”

"Why should I promise you?"

"How do I know you won't be the second Qin?"

"Or, according to your age, you are the most terrifying person in martial arts today."

"Now you, if I fight for life and death, I'm afraid I am no longer your opponent, not to mention that you want to go to the next level?"

Fang Bei looked at Bai Qian: "Shang Jiuge is my good friend, Dean Bai should know." ”

"The merchant girl only recognizes the sword but not the person, you are such a strong sword, of course she is willing to make friends with you." Bai Qian quietly retorted: "No." ”

"I killed Ning Huan." Fang Bei looked at Bai Qian and continued.

"Ning Huan is a disaster for martial arts, takes refuge in Luojiao, and does everything to pursue martial arts longevity, and everyone in the world can kill him." Bai Qian continued: "There is nothing remarkable. ”

"Then I'll kill Wang Zhi next." Fang Bei looked at Bai Qian and said.

"Wang Zhi plotted to ascend to the throne, destroy the lives of the people, and turn the water town in the south of the Yangtze River into an infernal hell, you killed him to benefit the world, but it is of no use to me."

"Since I have slain my sword, I have only killed those who have killed me, and no innocent person has been touched." Fang Bei looked at Bai Qian, and said softly: "There is more." ”

"If I really have the day when I really have a Qin competition in the future."

"I'm not going to kill him."

When this sentence came out, Bai Qian's expression finally moved a little.

"Why?" Bai Qian asked.

"In this world, there are some things that only he can do."

"In this world, there are some things that only I can do." Don't look at Bai Qian.

Snowflakes fall silently.

"Only then will I have a chance to kill the person I want to kill the most."

"But the problem is that he is far more powerful than Qin."

Bai Qian sighed.

"Who's that guy?"

"Can't tell." Fang Bei replied immediately.

"Is there anyone in this world who can't be spoken?" Bai Qian asked.

"Of course there are people in this world who can't be spoken." Fang Beidao.

"Then let me ask you, why do you have to kill him?" Bai Qian asked, "Didn't you say it just now?" ”

"You only kill people who want to kill you."

"At least for now, that person doesn't want to kill you, not only does he not want to kill you, but he also wants to treat you as a guest of honor and cut through obstacles for him."

"Because in this world, it would be better without that person." Fang Bei said.

"I think it's going to be worse." Bai Qian looked at Fang Beidao.

"If there is a man who does not take living things as living beings, and does not take all things as all things."

"Regard the world as your own, and mass produce it as a private warehouse."

"Take what you take, do whatever you want, prosper with others, and perish against others."

Fang Bei looked at Bai Qian in the snow: "Should such a person be killed?" ”

"If you receive the dirt of the country, you are the lord of the society, and if you receive the ominous country, you are the king of the world." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bei: "It's the opposite." ”

The two men said things that seemed to be unrelated, but in the end they did mean the same thing.

Bai Qian looked at Fang Bei and let out a long sigh.

"I don't know how to convince you."

"But anyway, let's talk about it with a sword first."

Saying this, Bai Qian jumped lightly and jumped from the promenade into the snowy courtyard.

The hand stretched slightly, and the snow-white long sword on his back was automatically unsheathed, and then fell into Bai Qian's hand.

"The name of the sword is Hanguang." Bai Qian said simply.

He held his sword against each other.