Fufeng Xue Palace, in the wind building.

Wang Anfeng crossed his legs on the ground, and unfolded a miscellaneous travelogue on his lap, telling the experience of a swordsman visiting Fufeng County for more than ten years, he has been to every county in Fufeng, the customs, the food and the beautiful scenery, easy to come, and the style of writing is also quite interesting, but the young man's attention is not at all in this book.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he tapped his forehead with his fingers.

In my mind, I can't help but think about the defeats in yesterday.

I don't know how many times I've tried that idea about myself in Bronze Man Alley.

But the martial artist fights, ever-changing, to complete the kind of delicate continuous attack in the imagination, the eyesight, experience, and courage required are extraordinary, at least the current Wang Anfeng has rarely succeeded once, and the continuous failure makes the young man seem to breathe a sigh of relief in his chest and abdomen, and he must create this move of his own.

The sun gradually turned to noon, but in the end, Wang Anfeng sighed, put the travelogue that had not turned the page back in its place, got up and walked out of the Fengzi Building, ready to go back to the room to eat some food, but in his mind it was still the sword and sword shadow of Tongren Lane.

Walking out of the wind building, stepping on the path, an acquaintance of the Mo family student walked up, carrying a heavy wooden sword, a person who was quite calm, but this matter was quite a feeling of flying eyebrows, four or five meters apart, he waved his hand towards Wang Anfeng, and said with a bright smile:

"Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your demeanor is even more than in the past!"

"Brother Guo...... Well, the prize. ”

The young man was slightly stunned, and then bowed his head back, only thinking that the other party had something to look for him, so he stopped, but the Mo family student really just said hello to him, and his footsteps brushed the young man briskly, Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, and even when he heard this student who had always been silent and silent humming a cheerful little song, a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

After being stunned for a few breaths, he confirmed that he had heard correctly, and when he turned around, he saw that Brother Guo with a bright smile on his face, waving to another student who he just knew.

"Brother Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your demeanor is even more than in the past!"

Wang Anfeng looked at the blank face of another student, couldn't help laughing, and said in a low voice:

"Looks like he's in a good mood today......"

Shaking his head, he didn't care, and continued to turn around and leave, but he hadn't gone far before he realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere today.

There are too many students who are in a good mood......

It's just that on this short road of a few hundred meters, most of the male students I met looked quite excited, and they talked and laughed loudly with each other, while the female students were diametrically opposite, most of them were a little unhappy, but some girls also had some expectations and longings on their faces.

Wang Anfeng was a little curious in his heart, but he thought that it was just a matter in the palace, and it had nothing to do with him, so he restrained his mind and went back to the wooden house to wash rice and cook, thinking about how to improve his moves, and he was not interested in inquiring about things in the palace.

But after three days, even if he didn't want to know, he couldn't help it.

"Brother Wang, have you heard the latest news?!"

When he first came to Fufeng, the gambler Su Wenchang who opened the market looked at Wang Anfeng with bright eyes, his face was full of excitement, Wang Anfeng sighed, closed the travelogue in his hand that had only turned a few pages, raised his eyes to look at the handsome young man, and said seriously:

"Brother Su...... You've already told me about it. ”

"If you go to find Senior Brother Yan Ling, he shouldn't have heard of it."

Su Wenchang had an embarrassed look on his face, scratched his head, turned over and sat on the bluestone next to Wang Anfeng, exhaled, and muttered:

"There is a little junior sister here, if I go to him and say this, I will strictly order the senior brother to come and have a lot of hardship to eat."

"I have to come to you to talk to you, otherwise, I feel uncomfortable in my heart......"

Wang Anfeng looked at this familiar student, quite helpless, and said:

"This kind of thing, just talk about it last time."

"Why do you have to say it so many times?"

Su Wenchang rolled his eyes wildly when he heard this, and shouted:

"God, this is the news of the 'Qingfeng Solution'."

"I've said it a thousand times and ten thousand times, and I'm still excited!"

"Say it once?"

"Sometimes I really think that we are not people of the same generation, and you are too cold......"

Su Wenchang pursed his lips, the corners of his eyes drooped, to show his disdain, Wang Anfeng was helpless when he heard this, and Su Gambler saw that the latter was really not interested, so he could only shake his head helplessly and pretend to sigh.

How did this child become an old man at such a young age?

I can't find fun here, and seeing Wang Anfeng reading a book, Su Wenchang simply got up, left a sentence to leave, and went to find another goal, Wang Anfeng shook his head, although his unusual enthusiasm for Su gamblers was understandable, but he couldn't empathize.

'Blue Blade Solution'

This strange name is not a hero, or a divine weapon, but belongs to a mountain gate.

A mountain gate hidden in the world and not intersecting with ordinary people.

Qingfeng is the title of the sword, Qingfeng Xie is a sword school, the disciples in the door are good at swordsmanship, believe in sword theory, abandon the so-called 'qi', 'potential', and can comprehend their own charm in the simple sword moves, so as to be able to make those simple sword moves reborn.

The rotten grass has no light, turning into fireflies and dancing in the summer breeze.

Qingfeng solution.

Who understands Qing Fengyi.

The Yin and Yang family doesn't practice swordsmanship, it's just an anecdote about swordsmanship, so naturally there is no way to make Su Wenchang so excited.

But if this sword gate is based on Taiyin, so the disciples only accept women, walking the rivers and lakes, dressed in pure white, the girl bears the sword, the black hair hangs down the shoulders, and the natural heroic posture is cool, and he is not good at contact with the outside world, and his words are quite few, so he adds three points of coldness.

This kind of rumor is very different from the graceful demeanor of the girls in the school palace, not only Su Wenchang, but also the young people in the school palace who have already scratched their hearts.

It's just because the disciples of this hidden world sect are not so easy to see.

There was a sound of discussing this matter in his ears, which was quite complicated, Wang Anfeng sighed, knowing that in this bamboo forest, he didn't want to think about reading well, so he could only close the travelogue, get up and walk towards the Fengzi Building.

The reason for this contact between the two sides was that the Great Elder of Qingfeng Xie had passed his seventy-year-old life.

Although Qingfeng Xie is among the hidden sects, the people in the hidden sect are also people, not immortals, and they also have to eat, and they also have to have contact with the outside world of rivers and lakes, and they understand the changes in the world, so they also have familiar sects.

For example, the Fufeng School Palace, which is the tenth in the world.

Since Elder Qingfeng Xie has passed his birthday, both public and private, Fufeng Academy Palace should go to congratulate him.

After stepping through the bamboo forest, several sword-wielding students walked side by side, and one of the Confucian scholars with a long sword at his waist and crotch had his eyes lit up, and said in a loud voice:

"This time I will definitely be selected!"

"Elder Qingfeng Xie is seventy years old, and when we go to the sword sect, what sword scriptures and sword canons will never let us see, but the four words Qingfeng Cliff, Wanjian Mountain, and sword qi rushing into the sky will definitely not be hidden."

The girl next to her pressed her sword and said:

"For hundreds of years, I don't know how many swordsmen have visited this place, so it became Wanjian Mountain, then there is Qingfeng Cliff, the long sword roars endlessly, usually this Qingfeng is hidden in the mountains and rivers, and it is impossible to find it at all, only at this time, can you get a glimpse of the face."

"The style of the ancestors is indeed worth seeing!"

The two people next to him paused, glanced at each other, and looked strange, the Confucian coughed and said:

"Senior sister, isn't it for the rumored Snow Lotus Pill that can protect your face and invigorate your qi?"

The girl's expression froze, her face turned red, and then she stammered and said:

"I, my warrior!"

"How could you want to buy Snow Lotus Pill, it's impossible, yes, it's impossible!"

Kendo Qingfeng Xie and Fufeng Xue Palace, although extremely friendly, but the door is unique, it is impossible to spread it to others, if you want to travel to other sects, naturally you can't cause any turmoil, but you can't bear to have a white-clothed girl who doesn't mess with the dust of the world like a Gu shooting immortal, and there is a unique elixir that is extinct in the world.

Although he is a martial artist, his desire for human affection is no different from that of ordinary people.

Not to mention the teenagers and girls.

Wang Anfeng chuckled, and suddenly understood in his heart, at this time, watching these students of the same generation be moved by these foreign affairs and disrupt their plans, suddenly there was a unique feeling of standing on the riverbank, watching the water flow in the middle of the river surging due to the potential, and the fallen leaves were stuck in the whirlpool, and they couldn't get rid of it.

Exhaled and restrained his mind, the young man pushed open the door of the Fengzilou, and took the opportunity to enter the Fengzilou and the environment to calm down, and put aside distracting thoughts and think about his own affairs.

Today's move should be able to make progress......

Just thinking like this, Wang Anfeng suddenly noticed something strange and couldn't help but raise his head.

Everything around seems to have turned into the moon in the well, the flowers in the water, no longer real, the young man's gaze thus condensed and fell on the desk of the Fengzilou, and fell on the old man in the green robe who was flipping through the scrolls, his eyes subconsciously raised, sweeping from the left and right sides, but he saw that the other students looked and acted as usual, and this strange appearance seemed to only appear in his eyes.

Knowing in his heart, Wang Anfeng slowly walked to the side of the old man in the green robe, hung his hands at his side, and said:

"Elder Ren, are you looking for a junior?"

The old man bowed slightly, his eyes still fell on the words of the scroll in his hand, his lips did not move, but an old voice sounded in Wang Anfeng's ears, and said:

"Qingfeng Xie Elder is seventy years old, do you know."

Wang Anfeng nodded and said:

"Yes."

The old man glanced up at him and said:

"That'll be fine."

"Qingfeng is separated from the world, and the Academy Palace wants to send a batch of copies of ancient books to him."

"Since you are a Fufeng library keeper, you should go with the team."

"Any objections?"

“……”

Wang Anfeng looked slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that although the fallen leaves were stuck in the whirlpool, they were still floating in the water, while the bystanders were like pebbles, but they sank into the water and were no longer at ease.

The two states of mind were reversed in a blink of an eye, which was obviously difficult to say, but it made Wang Anfeng thoughtful, which seemed to be quite corroborated by what the golden bell jar said, and nodded on his face, without the slightest abnormality.

Since he is a book collector, it is naturally normal for the school palace to have some arrangements.

"Nope."

"The juniors obey the order."

PS: There was no long chapter yesterday, but I made it up today, hug my fist~