Chapter 121: No Plans

The bright moon hidden behind by the slender clouds, the dim light shining through the layers, the dilapidated and lonely temples, and the majestic Buddha all form a unique picture.

Li Changfeng saw the firewood burning in the temple, and the golden Buddha illuminated by the crackling flames.

As far as the Buddha could see, there was a person sitting on a straw futon.

He lowered his head and ate the dry food very slowly, his long and messy hair covering his sides, but even if there was a fire in front of him, he still couldn't stop the indifference emanating from his body.

In front of him stood a man.

Li Changfeng just looked through the tripod outside the house and saw this person.

It is also strange to say, if this person knew that under his black robe, it was Li Changfeng, who won the first place in the palace examination three years ago, I am afraid that he would angrily draw his sword and stab himself.

But now that Li Changfeng saw the other party in the western realm of Yun Yao, who had left his hometown, he felt cordial.

After all, it was really difficult for a cultivator like her, who was dressed as a man and carried a heavy sword, to find a second one.

The little boy of the Jackdaw Country lived in the building, standing opposite the flame with a sword in both hands, watching the man behind the flame swallow slowly.

She was extremely patient, so patient that Li Changfeng was surprised.

After all, three years ago, she was the one who had to draw her sword at every turn.

But now he is very calmly watching a man eat, and this person is still eating very slowly.

Either she has something to ask for, or she has changed in the past three years.

But Li Changfeng guessed that it might be the former.

Li Changfeng stood outside the house and watched for a long time, and he also thought a lot.

But after so long, the little boy inside found himself, so he turned his head and frowned.

The man sitting across the flame also stopped chewing, but without looking at himself, he paused and continued to chew the steamed bun.

Li Changfeng hid himself under the brim of his hat and walked into the ruined temple.

When he walked past the nine-legged gold-patterned black tripod, he felt the raging flames beside him, which seemed to be about to burn the true yuan that was swimming in his Yuan Sea and meridians.

He had no doubt that if this flame was contaminated with half a thread, he might ignite his Yuan Sea like a spark burning the plain.

It is rumored that this flame absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and it seems that there is something strange about it.

Ju Lou saw this person, saw this person shrouded in black robes, and although she couldn't see the other party clearly, she had a feeling.

It was a very uncomfortable feeling.

It felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at you under the brim of the other person's black hat.

And what he hides and embraces, the hole falls in the eyes of the other party like a fire.

This feeling of seeing herself through at a glance made her very uncomfortable.

So she squeezed the hand of the hilt of the sword harder and harder.

Of course, Li Changfeng knew her discomfort, three years ago, when he met Xiao Gongzi for the first time, he was intercepted and killed by the other party on the way back to the academy from Jinniu Town, fortunately he saved his life by removing red makeup, but in the end he was still injured by the other party's silverfish needle.

These true yuan condensed silverfish needles pierced his skin, and pierced into the Yuan Sea along the meridians and True Yuan, if it weren't for his Yuan Sea special, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

Since then, until Fengxue Pavilion, Li Changfeng has not had a chance to fight the other party.

It wasn't until he met him today that Li Changfeng discovered that the thirty-six qi points and twelve meridians in the little boy's body, as well as the true yuan of the heaven and earth around her, and the pearls of rice grains all fell in Li Changfeng's eyes, and she saw them through.

In the ruined temple, there was only the crackling sound of firewood burning and the movement of the shadow dance on the chest of the big Buddha, but now there are more of them

Alone, but more and more quiet.

Li Changfeng's voice was low: "I want to forge a sword." ”

The middle-aged man with a chewy head said, "What do you use to forge a sword?"

Li Changfeng: "I don't know what it is, but I want to use it to forge a sword." ”

Middle-aged man: "Since you don't know what it is, how do you know that you can forge a sword?"

Li Changfeng: "It's because I don't know what it is, that's why I came to you to forge a sword." ”

The middle-aged man nodded: "Reasonable." ”

Li Changfeng: "There is no doubt about it. ”

Middle-aged man: "Get the stuff out." ”

Li Changfeng: "Outsiders are here, so it's inconvenient to show people." ”

The little boy standing next to him sneered and said, "The sword should also come first and come first." ”

The middle-aged man raised his head, if in the words of the villagers, his face was not rich enough, with slender eyes, long eyebrows, thin lips, light nose, and it would not be an exaggeration to say a word about the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks.

When such a person walks on the street, many people may stay away, holding the purse around their waist for fear of flying accidentally.

He looked at the little boy and said, "I can't do what you want." ”

The little boy sneered and said: "Your hands and the hammer in your hand can knock out the weapons of the world, why can't you even knock out a few thorns." ”

The middle-aged man stuffed the last mouthful of steamed buns into his mouth and said incoherently: "I only make ordinary swords, not murder weapons that slaughter living beings." ”

The corners of the little boy's mouth hooked up a hint of mockery: "Isn't the sword used to kill?"

A hint of laughter suddenly sounded under Li Changfeng's black hat: "If you want to be evil in your heart, straw is also a murder weapon, if you want to be good in your heart, the sword can also save people, the Buddha said that the world has no phase, and it seems that it is not wrong at all." ”

The little boy looked at him coldly and said, "You hide your head and don't dare to show your true face, you are either a hypocrite or a real villain, what face do you have to say about me?"

Li Changfeng smiled: "The little prince of the Northern Jackdaw Country, a woman disguised as a man and carrying a heavy sword to roam the rivers and lakes, although he is a wild man in the mountains, he has already heard of it, and he is very interested in Your Excellency. ”

The sword in the little boy's hand was easily lifted by her, and she pointed at Li Changfeng's black mask without moving, and said, "Try it!"

Although Li Changfeng didn't make a move, it can be seen from the leopard in the tube, and the stability of the sword in her hand is no longer comparable to that of three years ago.

If it is said that three years ago it was an opportunity to attract the enemy, then three years later, the little boy will return to the basics if he lifted his weight lightly.

Li Changfeng still smiled: "If the mask is lost, I will lose." ”

The little boy said coldly: "Then I will pick your mask, so that I can see how faceless you are." ”

As soon as these words fell, the only flame in the ruined temple seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and the room suddenly became dark, but as soon as the wind passed, the flames returned to their blazing appearance.

However, the little boy's sword had already arrived in front of Li Changfeng.

Sweeping, like a tiger descending the mountain, has the potential of ten thousand jun.

Slashing, like a giant whale swallowing waves, has the power of thunder.

Direct hit, such as piercing the sky, has the swiftness of lightning.

But no matter how thunderous the little boy is, how turbulent the waves, Li Changfeng is like a lonely goose in the sky, a flat boat in the wind and rain, and the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and he will not fall into shape at all.

Although he seemed to be oppressed by the sword of the little boy without any breath, the little boy holding the sword knew that the other party was more like a ball of cotton.

No matter what, it can't be flattened, it doesn't hurt, it can't be punctured.

Li Changfeng's black robe was hunting, and he slapped it with one hand

On the wide sword body, the sword intent was really like a needle and stabbed along Li Changfeng's palm, but Li Changfeng's fingers shook lightly, and the sword intent was shaken out along the black robe, shooting into the flames in the center of the temple.

The flames erupted like a human fan, illuminating the entire dilapidated temple, the face of the middle-aged man, and the capital of the Buddha.

Even the flames inside the nine-legged golden-patterned black tripod outside the house were three points weaker.

The corners of Li Changfeng's mouth smiled.

He pointed at the hilt of the little boy's sword like a sword, although this power was not as strong as the true sword intent, but it was thick and heavy, and it hit the little boy's chest.

The little boy felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in the chest, and his steps flew out backwards, as if a sword had slashed heavily in her hand, cutting off a pillar of the already dilapidated temple, and only then did he stop his body with this force.

She looked coldly at the man in black.

The man in black also looked at the little boy quietly.

The little boy said coldly: "What's your name?"

The voice of the man in black seemed to be able to hear a slight smile: "In Xianning Guanlan." ”

Little Boy: "I wrote it down!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she struck the wooden pillar under her feet, and her body floated out like a light swallow.

Li Changfeng looked at the little boy who was far away, and waited for her body to sneak into the darkness before turning around.

The middle-aged man was still sitting by the firewood, staring very calmly at the crackling sound of the flames.

It's as casual as eating a bowl of rice and taking a sip of soup in the battle just now.

It's just that he filled a wooden stick into the firewood and said lightly, "Are you from Nanshan Academy?"

Li Changfeng was slightly surprised: "How can you see it?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Li Changfeng under the black mask: "Although you tried your best to cover up your moves, I still saw the sword intent of the "Cloud Sword" from your moves, this is the inferior martial arts of Nanshan Academy, and you and the person just now should know each other, otherwise there is no need to hide your true identity." ”

Under the black mask, Li Changfeng said: "Seniors have good eyesight. ”

The middle-aged man said lightly: "You call me a plan, most of the people who come to me are well versed in the truth of guilt, I am not interested in your identity, just guessing in my heart, as for whether it is right or wrong, I have no intention of confirming it, take out your things." ”

Li Changfeng took out the glazed ball from his arms, and the flames were suddenly stained with a trace of colorful colors, illuminating the entire dilapidated temple with colorful brilliance.

With no idea, he immediately pushed the ball back in Li Changfeng's hand and said, "Come with me!"

Li Changfeng saw that after he finished saying this, he walked straight to the outside of the house, which was two people tall and burned with a raging flame.

The soles of his feet fell heavily to the ground, and the whole person rushed towards the moon with the help of light force.

Li Changfeng hesitated slightly, and followed lightly.

The two of them tapped lightly on the eaves and walls, and floated out like swallows, but they never noticed that a person had walked out of the shadows at the end of the street.

Slender in stature with a broad sword on his back.

The little boy glanced at the sky coldly and followed.