In the early morning of the next day, the sky was hazy and the morning fog was misty, Murong Feng stood on the rockery in the middle of the lake with a light gauze and thin skirt, and the fog lingered around him, like a fairy descending to earth.

When Mrs. Murong left yesterday, although she should have done today's swordsmanship assessment, she was obviously insincere. Murong Feng had every reason to believe that with her mother's willful and black-bellied character, she would never let her pass the swordsmanship assessment easily. Therefore, Murong Feng woke up early, standing at the highest place in the courtyard with a sword and pestle, ready to wake up the long-sleeping ...... Kenshin!

The way of the sword, beginners are scholars, the sword is saluted, and the law of benevolence and righteousness is taught by the courtesy. The entry is a chivalrous man, learning the skill of killing, and practicing the way of chivalry. If the ability is against ten people, the sword skills have been completed, and the teacher can set an example. If you are a hundred enemies, you will have great swordsmanship, and you can be a master and do things of preaching and teaching.

All of the above are the power of technique! If you can go to the next level of realm, to reach the realm of asking the sword and pointing to the heart, and seeing the heart, then the sword heart is born, the sword courage is long, and the sword intention is out, and you can become a chic and heroic person in the way of the sword.

Murong Feng's sword heart in his previous life was born from killing, so what was accumulated in the sword gall was the power of killing, once it was born, it could release a boundless murderous aura, capture people's hearts, urge their minds, and easily take the lives of others with a single thought. Because she did not comprehend the final true meaning of the sword realm, she was never able to reach the realm of sword heart clarity. Therefore, he couldn't control his violent and murderous nature well, and he easily took the lives of others lightly, so he accumulated a body of evil qi in his previous life.

After being reborn in this life, Murong Feng kept his sword heart asleep in order not to hurt those close to him, and always stored a terrifying evil qi in his sword gall, not daring to relax in the slightest. It wasn't until a few days ago that she comprehended the mystery of spiritual power and touched the true meaning of sword intent, that she dared to wake up the long-dormant sword heart at this time!

As Jian Xin gradually woke up, Murong Feng's immortal aura was also quietly changing, and a trace of bloody qi gradually spread, and the small courtyard that was originally chirping birds, flowers, and insects immediately became quiet! Murong Fengmo's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the sea of knowledge located in the depths of his eyebrows quietly exerted his spiritual power to refine all the evil qi that leaked out.

The mist around Murong Feng was disturbed like the wind, sometimes ethereal and ethereal, sometimes thick and intense, constantly changing, gathering and scattering.

It wasn't until the morning sun rose and dispelled the humidity of the night that Murong Feng woke up from his state of calm, but there was a trace of evil aura between his eyebrows that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

"It's only refined less than one layer," Murong Feng sighed helplessly, "It seems that this is also a time-consuming and laborious water mill." "But thinking about the boundless slaughter he created in his previous life, he should be extremely glad that he still has the opportunity to be a human being again in this life.

Murong Feng swept away his evil spirit, floated down from the rockery, and tapped the lotus leaves in the lake with his toes, like Ling Bo walking among the flowers and green leaves. The graceful figure was like a god, and in an instant, he flew back to the small building of the Water Pavilion.

With the awakening of Jian Xin, Murong Feng was finally able to display the first and second masteries of his previous life. And this ancient martial arts light skill is one of Murong Feng's mastery in his previous life, 'Ling Bo Weibu'!

Murong Feng returned to the small building, Lian'er, who had been waiting for a long time, brought warm water and waited for Murong Feng to wash up, and then brought a bowl of fragrant rice porridge and a few side dishes, Murong Feng ate very slowly and carefully, chewed and swallowed all the food slowly, and then closed his eyes and sat on the verandah of the small building and waited for the appointed time to come.

Time passed as the morning sun gradually rose, and soon it was three o'clock in the morning, Lian'er quickly came behind Murong Feng, and said softly, "Miss, the people from the Kendo Alliance are here, and they have gone to the grassland in the backyard with Madame, and the master and the two young masters have also arrived." However, a few of the people in the kendo alliance's entourage are temple people."

"Temple" Murong Feng's eyes opened slightly, revealing a strange light, "I thought it was someone from the Kendo Alliance who came to test my swordsmanship, but I didn't expect my mother to invite those monsters." ”

Temple! It is an honorific title given to this mysterious organization by those who know about the existence of this organization. But no one knows how long this mysterious organization has existed in the universe, even thousands of years before human civilization extended from the home planet Earth to the starry sky. And it is also the only window for human civilization to contact with alien civilizations, without the permission of the temple, any private contact with alien civilizations will be regarded as a big crime, and in serious cases, it will even be connected to the nine clans!

According to the external statement of the temple, human civilization is equivalent to being in a fragile stage of new civilization in the vast cosmic civilization, and cannot withstand the impact of any external civilization, so it is forbidden for the current human civilization to have too much contact with the alien advanced civilization, so as not to affect the development trajectory of human civilization.

In his previous life, Murong Feng had only heard of the mysterious existence of the temple, and had never seen it with his own eyes. After all, after his death, he had been to the underworld and had seen the real bull ghost snake god, so he had a little less awe for this temple, and he had asked the ancestor of the Zhao family about the rumors about this mysterious temple out of curiosity, but the ancestor of the Zhao family was secretive about all the information about this temple, and he also seriously warned Murong Feng not to mention this name again, as if mentioning it more would violate some kind of taboo! This made Murong Feng have a little more doubt in his heart.

Throughout the history of the development of human civilization, this mysterious temple is like a high god, looking down on all beings, but never intervenes in any regime change, nor in any field of civilization, but every once in a while, when human civilization develops to a certain bottleneck, the temple will always leave its own shadow in the world and secretly promote the development of human civilization.

Therefore, the people of the temple rarely appear in the world, and even more than ninety percent of the ordinary people have lived under the protection of the temple all their lives, but they do not know that such a mysterious organization exists in the starry sky above their heads until they die.

Murong Feng's calm state of mind rippled slightly, but he quickly calmed down, stood up and said calmly, "Change clothes!" ”

"Yes, Miss!" Lian'er hurriedly brought the corset practice clothes that had been prepared for a long time.

Murong Feng changed into a smart practice uniform, moved his lower limbs, and walked towards the backyard with his sword. Lian'er followed behind, and the two walked through the garden corridor to the huge grassland in the backyard, only to see a lush meadow extending to the foot of the mountain in the distance, and a group of black-scaled horses were galloping on the grass, unknowingly thinking that they had come to the northern grassland. A bright silver saucer-shaped ship hovered in midair, with a terrace and tents set up below.

Murong Feng came with a sword, his black and beautiful waist-length hair fluttering in the wind behind him, and his tall figure was set off by a capable corset training uniform. As soon as it appears, it eclipses the beautiful grassland scenery around it.

Parents and two elder brothers, it was the first time to see Murong Feng who was armed, because of the change in temperament, Murong Feng seemed to be a different person at the moment, which made several relatives think they were dazzled. In addition, there were six or seven people sitting on the terrace laughing and laughing, but as soon as they saw Murong Feng, they couldn't take their eyes off it

In the middle of the terrace sat an old man with snow-white hair, a ray of surprise flashed in Murong Feng's slightly closed eyes, and then his face was full of warm long beard, Murong Feng's parents could guess the identity of this old man by waiting left and right, and behind the old man stood three young people, to be precise, two human youths and a green-skinned one-horned alien, the appearance was somewhat similar to humans. Seeing Murong Feng coming, the two human youths both showed expressions of surprise and distraction, but the one-horned alien flashed a strange light in his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to hold the hilt of the lightsaber pinned to his waist, because he was the only one in the audience who sensed that Murong Feng was not as weak as he appeared by virtue of his talent, and he was definitely an extremely dangerous existence!!

Murong Feng walked slowly to the front of the terrace, slowly glanced at everyone, first greeted his parents, and then greeted several elders of the Kendo Alliance, and then his father Zhao Tian introduced the old man to Murong Feng.

"Feng'er, come and see Master Shang! It is a great honor to have Master Shang here today! ”

Murong Feng stepped forward as he said, bowed to the old man, and said respectfully, "The younger generation has seen Master Shang. I hope that the master can give advice on swordsmanship, and the younger generation should be grateful! As soon as Murong Feng's words came out, the face of Mrs. Murong who was sitting on the side suddenly darkened.

"Hehe, it's good that young people are self-motivated, but the way of swordsmanship is bumpy and difficult, and it's not for everyone." Master Shang stroked his snow-white beard and admonished, "You are a daughter again, you are congenitally deficient, it is really difficult to reach the peak of swordsmanship, this is not something that hard work can make up." It is good to be born at home and teach your husband and children. Master Shang's words made Mrs. Murong's face turn cloudy and clear. Zhao Tian turned his head helplessly, while Zhao Long and Zhao Hu had an expression that was not a big deal to see the excitement. Several of the elders of the Kendo Alliance let out a kind chuckle.

Murong Fengquan saw it in his eyes, and secretly guessed what the relationship between this old man and his mother was, and he was so biased towards her.

Murong Feng's sword heart first woke up, and her anger still existed, the old man's words suddenly aroused her courage and pride, and she fought the sword way, "The way of the sword, the first will and state of mind, what is the fear of the ups and downs, the master only thinks that the younger generation is a daughter and asserts that he can't reach the peak of the sword path, is it too arbitrary?" ”

As soon as Murong Feng spoke, everyone was stunned, and even Master Shang was stunned, and with a shake of his hand, he actually pulled off one of his beards. It had been years since he had met anyone who dared to speak to him like that!

"Feng'er! Hugh is nonsense! Don't apologize to Master Shang yet! Mrs. Murong was completely mad, and she stood up angrily and was about to rush towards Murong Feng.

After Murong Feng awakened the sword heart, the arrogance of his previous life was inevitably stimulated. In the case of yesterday, she would never say such words against her elders on the spot, but now she not only said it, but also acted more recklessly.

Hearing only a sigh, Murong Feng directly pulled out his sword, looked directly at the old man with his fists clenched, and looked heroic, "Among the people of my generation, the pursuit of swordsmanship is extreme, regardless of men and women, all rely on the sword in his hand to prove his own swordsmanship." The battle of tongues is just a corrupt Confucianism, can the master dare to come out and point out one or two to the younger generations? ”

Master Shang was immediately angry, this girl accused herself of the advantage of her tongue, but she was aggressive, and this sharp mouth made him unable to fight back. It's infuriating! But he couldn't make a move, without him, once he really taught this girl a lesson, she would inevitably fall into a notorious reputation for bullying the small, and she wouldn't be ridiculed by those old guys for ten thousand years after she went back.

Master Shang must be in his heart, and suddenly the anger in his heart disappeared without a trace, and it is really easy for a person who has cultivated to his level to control his emotional ups and downs. Of course, this sharp-toothed little girl still has to do it.

"You little girl, but you have sharp teeth. How can the old man be provoked by your girl to do it with you in a few words. Master Shang smiled, turned his head to the three young disciples behind him and asked, "Which of you three is going to teach this girl what is the real kendo?" When everyone saw that he was not angry, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts at the same time.

The three young disciples glanced at each other, and the green-skinned alien wisely stepped back half a step. The two human disciples glared at each other, but they refused to back down at all, and in the end, Master Shang couldn't stand it anymore, and directly called "Kyle, you go." ”

The name was a brown-haired young man, his face was suddenly full of excitement, he jumped out of the terrace and fell in front of Murong Feng, trying to make a polite appearance, and trembled a little excitedly, "In the lower Kyle Katarn, dare to ask Miss Fang's name?" ”

Murong Feng tilted his head and glanced up and down at this person, and then asked, "Are you sure you want to compete with me?" ”

Kyle is full of confidence, "I have been practicing with my master for more than ten years, and now I am a sword master." When the word sword master was mentioned, it was deliberately accentuated, causing another young disciple behind Master Shang to snort with disdain.

Murong Fengguan is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and if he can cultivate to the point where the sword master is left outside, he can be regarded as a genius, but how long can he practice with the master to become a sword master, it is a waste! I think that in my last life, at his age, under the guidance of no master, he was already on the battlefield as a great swordsman......

"Alright, then please advise Your Excellency!" Murong Feng directly shook the sword flower and pounced, the tip of the sword was cold, Kelden was dazzled by the sword, his eyes flickered, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and then there was no more

Because the moment Murong Feng subconsciously closed his eyes, he directly flew up and kicked him on his lower abdomen, and instantly kicked him out, rolling on the ground several times, humming for a long time and couldn't get up. If it weren't for the fact that his parents and relatives were watching the battle, and this place was not a battlefield full of war, Murong Feng changed the angle of his kick in time at the moment when he kicked out, and deliberately raised it a few points, otherwise this kick would definitely be firmly kicked on the opponent's 'vital part'!

Everyone present was stunned, no one expected that a genius swordsman would be knocked down by a seemingly delicate girl with one move

"Stop struggling." Murong Feng walked quickly to Kyle and shook his head helplessly, this buddy knew that he was a chick who had never experienced a real battle as soon as he tried it, if it weren't for his mercy, it was estimated that this buddy would be useless. Murong Feng turned him over, then reached out and pressed his dantian a few times, admonishing, "Next time you remember to fight with others, don't close your eyes no matter what the situation is, because you are looking for death." I just kicked you out of breath, and you can go back and recuperate for half a day before you can walk on the ground. ”

Kyle was overwhelmed with shame and his face flushed, and he wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into. However, the beautiful woman was beside him, asking about the faint fragrance of the clouds on the tip of his nose, and feeling the comfort of pressing his fingers on his abdomen, which made him feel a trace of longing, and the shame and indignation in his heart for her were dissolved invisibly, leaving only a hazy admiration

Murong Feng saw that he was fine, so he didn't care about him, got up and returned to the terrace, and saw that everyone was looking at him with a ghostly look. Master Murong Feng asked directly: "Master, do you want to send a disciple to compete with me, a little girl who is only worthy of her husband and godson?" ”

Master Shang stared at Murong Feng, his eyes shining with strange light, as if he had discovered a piece of rare jade.