Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Slight Wave (2/2)

The black-clothed young man on the wheel laughed and said, "Uncle, don't stop in the middle of this avenue if you are distracted." ”

"Drive!"

With a whip in his right hand, the tip of the whip crossed a curve in the air and swept lightly over the horse, which was taken aback, took a step, and pulled the carriage forward.

"Dingsong? What happened to Fang Cai? ”

A gentle female voice came from inside the carriage, a slender white jade palm lifted the moon-white silk cloth, revealing half of his cheeks, eyebrows and eyes, wearing a blue and blue long skirt, with a very special temperament, not like a mortal person, the young man in black laughed loudly, did not look back, just said:

"It's nothing, it's just that an old man seems to be thinking about something, standing in the middle of the road, just to stop."

"It's windy outside, so please lower the curtain on the house."

The woman nodded, put down the white silk cloth of the moon, and at a vague glance, the other eye was like a peerless jade, flashing verdant light, and all the faces were like flowers in the fog, which could not be seen at all, but the vaguely seen silhouette was quite soft, and it was extremely beautiful.

The young man raised his whip again and shouted softly.

The horse neighed, and the clouds and mist rose under the horse's hooves, and the speed increased again, but the carriage was extremely steady, and disappeared all the way into the huge Fufeng County.

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Wang Anfeng and the others didn't know that the young man and the woman were communicating, and finally came back to Fufeng County, and everyone had a relaxed mood in their hearts, even if it was like Xue Qinshuang, the expression on their faces was obviously a little slack, and they rode all the way to the direction of Fufeng Academy.

When we set out from Fufu County, it was only the beginning of June, and the weather was hot, but at this time it was already July.

"Poetry" cloud: July fire.

The Great Mars travels westward, summer goes to autumn, and the weather turns cooler.

can let the four seasons turn, Fufeng County is the same as always, and Fufeng Academy Palace is also the same as always, standing quietly in its original position, watching the world change.

Before stepping into the palace, Wang Anfeng turned around and looked west.

That hundred-zhang tall building in his field of vision, still standing tall, hanging golden bells and red silk under the eaves, moving with the wind, at this moment because of the direction of the problem can not see the other side of the ink word, but still does not reduce its majesty.

Daqin Fufeng, Fuzi Building.

Wang Anfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and in his mind, he remembered that when he was still in Qingfeng, the senior of Jiu Zizai was carrying the huge wine jug in one hand, and the other hand was open, stretching out three fingers to shake in front of him, and his expression was quite serious.

'The third condition, Daqin Fufeng County, a hundred-story building. ’

If you can go up to the thirtieth floor, I promise you! ’

There is a second floor of Fufeng in Fufeng County, all of which are hundreds of feet high and rise to the sky.

Wind word building, take the meaning of riding the wind and rising.

And the Fuzi Building, take the principle of helping the world.

During this time, he also thought about it from time to time on the road, there is the tenth collection of books in the world in the Fengzilou, in order to help the students of Guangzhou University to ride the wind and rise straight to the nine skies, what is there in the Fuzilou?

What is it that can support the world of this Great Qin?

Bailifeng over there was already calling him, Wang Anfeng narrowed his eyes, put away the distracting thoughts in his heart, turned around and entered the Fufeng Academy, no longer looked at the Fuzi Building, the pace was calm, and there was no slightest heartbeat.

In the prosperous era of martial arts, what can help the world?

The boy asked himself.

The only word.

Combined with what Jiu Zizai's predecessors said, it is obvious that there are considerations about martial artists in the Fuzi Building.

Being able to go straight to the thirtieth floor should represent an affirmation of the strength of the martial artist.

If it was before Qing Feng Xie and his party, he might still be a little curious, wanting to see his current strength, wanting to see one of the foundations of Daqin Fufeng, and seeing what level he has reached, but now he no longer has this idea.

In just one month, he traveled thousands of miles and escaped death.

He once faced the pursuit and killing of the seven-rank martial artists, and he was terrified.

I also felt the mysteries of the Sword Saint's swordsmanship, and saw the girl in white playing the sword and screaming, which triggered the long sound of a hundred swords, and its sound was clear.

Seeing that the wine of the upper third-grade grandmaster is a move, and his martial arts cultivation is difficult to measure.

I even saw the scholar carrying the coffin and holding the bloody knife, and the great elder waving his sleeves to drink, pointing at it casually.

and shattered the clouds of the sky for three thousand miles.

A year ago, when he was in Daliang Village, he had just started to practice, sitting cross-legged and swallowing pills, meditating on internal strength, carrying a thousand catties of heavy burdens, breaking trees with fists, and practicing diligently every day.

In my eyes at that time, these were like peaks.

But when I worked hard and climbed to the top of the mountain, what I saw was a new world of lofty mountains, snow-capped plateaus, steaming clouds, and thousands of weather, and the real majestic atmosphere, and the high mountains I originally thought were just a low peak.

The rivers and lakes are in turmoil.

There is a lot of work, and there is a long way to go.

Wang Anfeng pursed his lips and made up his mind in his heart that he had to practice to the seventh-grade martial arts, and then go to the Fuzi Building.

Everyone entered the school palace, and after walking together for about seven or eight minutes, Fu Mozi stopped, said a few words, and asked a few people to go to him often in the future, so he was impatient, and pulled the horse to the east.

The horse from Qingfeng Xie was originally extraordinary, without a single miscellaneous hair, like the snow in the Tianshan Mountains, ordinary Qingfeng Xie disciples walked the world, beautiful people and different horses, adding color to each other, it can be said that they complement each other, but at this time, many materials were tied with thick hemp ropes on both sides of the left and right, and a sloppy old man dragged the reins of the horse forward.

From the back, it is no different from the horses used by ordinary people to carry firewood.

Wang Anfeng and several people watched Fu Mo go away, and they separated, Tuoba Yue and Xue Qinshuang went back to the residence of the school palace, Baili Feng wanted to go to his master's side, Wang Anfeng first took the green horse back to his cabin, put some good forage in the manrough, soybeans and eggs, and then went to the Fengzi Building, ready to return to Ren Lao, the collection of books has been delivered.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, there is also a sense of nostalgia and relaxation.

I'm back.

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Fufu County City, General's Mansion.

Under the command of Emperor Qin, the seventy-two national pillars of Fufeng County were suppressed, and Yuwen was at this time, holding a blade at this time, practicing a long soldier routine at will, and his martial arts were cultivated to such a level, he no longer cared about the rules of the moves, but did whatever he wanted, and his power was no less than those martial arts in the rivers and lakes.

Suddenly, a man in armor strode over, stopped outside the courtyard, half-knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and saluted, and did not dare to look at Yu Wenze, but said in a loud voice:

"General Hui, Fufeng Xue Palace and his party have returned to the county seat."

"No damage."

Yuwen heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

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