The canyon is empty and rugged.

As soon as Yuan Zheng came here, he saw the sword qi in the canyon surging, vertical and horizontal.

Before he saw Shan Rong, he saw the sword qi first, and Yuan Zheng couldn't help but ask himself, if he really had bad thoughts about his senior sister, would he be directly sacrificed to the sword.

Tang Feng was on the periphery of the canyon, paying attention to Shan Rong from a distance, and when he saw Yuan Zheng coming, he pursed his lips and asked with a smile: "Could it be that your senior sister's sword qi has already alarmed you." ”

Between the words, there is a bit of pride.

The apprentice is angry, every master will be proud, Yuan Zheng felt it, Tang Feng took Shan Rong's apprentice very seriously.

Yuan Zheng jumped off the thousands of miles of smoke and clouds, and said with a smile: "Senior sister's sword qi is pure and refined, I'll take a look." ”

Tang Feng didn't blame Yuan Zheng for why he didn't practice the Ling Evil Sword Technique and came here, Shan Rong's progress had already exceeded Tang Feng's expectations, as a master, he was in a happy mood, where would he have time to blame another new disciple who was accepted during the journey.

Yuan Zheng looked at Shan Rong, a cold and peerless girl, carrying a sword box, and pointing to the sword, the sword qi is internal, domineering and condensed, and shoots into the four fields.

The surrounding mountains, rocks, grass and trees, and wherever the sword qi passed, they all turned into debris and scattered over the canyon.

An extremely powerful sword intent spread out, and even Yuan Zheng vaguely felt his scalp tingle.

There was not much reaction on the side, and the inner dan that had just devoured a mountain jiao, feeling this fierce sword intent also helped the knob to digest the inner dan.

At first, Yuan Zheng just thought that Shan Rong belonged to the type of dead eyes in the practice of swordsmanship, but now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he no longer dares to hold it up.

Even if he cultivated "Liuhe of the Sea", Yuan Zheng himself felt that if he didn't occupy the advantage of realm cultivation in a battle with his senior sister, he would not be completely sure of winning.

Yuan Zhengdao: "Senior sister, this can be regarded as entering the elephant realm?"

Tang Feng nodded noncommittally.

After entering the elephant realm, the true yuan can be concrete, and now the single rong sword qi is so clear at a glance, and at a glance, it is to the elephant realm.

What really made Tang Feng happy was that Shan Rong not only entered the elephant realm, but also had his own perception on the way to the sword, and went to the next level.

The way of the sword is a journey, and the branches are complex.

Some people will sublimate their feelings on this road and create their own kendo, while others will follow the rules and follow the path taken by their predecessors.

Shan Rong does not have a specific sword move, but at will, it is the sword qi that is vertical and horizontal, and the end is a domineering sword, and there is a vague style of opening a sect.

After a long time, the sword qi in the canyon stopped.

Shan Rong jumped lightly and arrived in front of Tang Feng and Yuan Zheng.

He rubbed his hands together and said softly, "Thank you, Master, for protecting the Dharma." ”

Still as cold as the frost moon, he didn't look at Yuan Zheng more, Yuan Zheng said friendlyly: "Congratulations, senior sister, go to the next level." ”

Shan Rong snorted, and then there was no follow-up, I don't know if he was used to being cold, or if he didn't talk much, or that he didn't have a good impression of Yuan Zheng, a junior brother.

Tang Feng stroked his beard, which was not too long, and said with relief: "I thought it would take half a year for you to break through that shackle, but now that the matter has been completed, our purpose of traveling to the rivers and lakes has been achieved, and it is time to return to the Sword Casting Pavilion." ”

Shan Rong said: "What should I do about the junior brother, after entering the Sword Casting Pavilion, the junior brother needs to formally apprentice and become a member of the Sword Casting Pavilion." ”

Yuan Zheng was slightly stunned, feeling a little guilty in his heart, at first Tang Feng said that they were from the Sword Casting Pavilion, Yuan Zheng didn't believe it, but now it seems that they really came from the Sword Casting Pavilion, but they are living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

But I was also happy in my heart, this seemed to be the time when my senior sister talked the most after I met my senior sister.

Tang Feng frowned slightly and said: "It's okay to accept apprentices during the journey, it will disappear when you disperse, but right now, your junior brother seems to have started on the way of the sword, and it is not okay to give up halfway, but your junior brother's identity, if you really enter the Sword Casting Pavilion, the mountain gate is too small, and it is suspected that it cannot accommodate the great god." ”

Yuan Zheng muttered a little, Tang Feng and Shan Rong were both people who were dedicated to learning kendo.

But Yuan Zheng couldn't understand the meaning of Tang Feng's words, whether he was picking on his son and not teaching himself, or waiting for himself to offer silver.

The name of the Sword Casting Pavilion, Yuan Zheng has heard of it, and now after the decline, the courtyard is cold, there are few masters, and the martial arts inheritance of the entire Sword Casting Pavilion is also in the clouds, relying on the sword casting for a living.

Occasionally, there would be jobs in neighboring states and counties, casting spears and shields and other military equipment.

Any sect needs to be accounted for and needs to live, but the way of accounting is strange.

Yuan Zheng said tentatively: "It is indeed a little inappropriate to join the Sword Casting Pavilion as me, it is better to do this, I will contribute a thousand taels of gold to the Sword Casting Pavilion, and I will practice under the master's door for a year, how about it?"

King Wu's concubine entered the Sword Casting Pavilion, there are indeed many inappropriate places, and now he is under the pseudonym Zheng Yuan, but after a long time, Yuan Zheng will inevitably not be exposed, and there is no impermeable wall in this world.

If Yuan Zheng didn't have a stain, it would be easy to say, it didn't matter if he entered the Sword Casting Pavilion, but Yuan Zheng didn't want to hurt the current foundation of the Sword Casting Pavilion because of himself.

When he decided to have an experience, even if his father and Uncle Chen Yu didn't say it explicitly, Yuan Zheng also knew that his experience was dangerous.

Not long after he left Hanzhou, those who looked at the concubine of the martial arts prince were not pleasing to the eye, and they had not yet surfaced, and it would not be the case in a while.

After the flowering of the famous sword, Yuan Zheng had one more fetter and had to pursue and explore in the way of the sword, and the rest of the sword sect Yuan Zheng could not be touched, and happened to meet Tang Feng of the Sword Casting Pavilion, and Yuan Zheng also had the idea of seeing the wind and making the rudder.

No matter how good or bad the cultivation of the Sword Casting Pavilion is, with the foundation of Yuan Zheng, you can still gain a lot.

I'm afraid that it will affect the Sword Casting Pavilion, but I also have to explore the way of the sword, Yuan Zheng is also in a dilemma, and the risk of going out to practice has gradually become prominent.

Tang Feng fell into deep thought, the family has family rules, the state has national laws, and the sects and factions naturally have insurmountable bottom lines and rules.

But a thousand taels of gold is also a temptation that cannot be refused for the already sluggish Sword Casting Pavilion.

Tang Feng had feelings for the Sword Casting Pavilion in his heart, after all, he was able to have this day because of the Sword Casting Pavilion.

It's just that the current atmosphere of the Sword Casting Pavilion has changed, and it is no longer the Sword Casting Pavilion that was bent on seeking swords in the past.

Many outer disciples, in order to enter the inner gate, there are not a few things to burn incense and worship the temple gate in private, and the inner disciples, in order to learn more advanced swordsmanship, also pay a lot of filial piety to the master.

As for the masters and elders of the Sword Casting Pavilion, they have indeed mastered some of the mastery, but if the sincerity of the apprentices is not enough, the master will not teach them.

The once thriving Sword Casting Pavilion, and now the reality is cheesy, every time he thinks of this, Tang Feng's heart aches.

What he hates the most is to learn skills in the way of trading, instead of connecting the past and the next from the bottom of his heart.

When Yuan Zheng proposed a thousand taels of gold, Tang Feng's heart was really angry.

But after thinking about it, Yuan Zheng didn't want to worship under the door of the Sword Casting Pavilion, but the period was only one year.

This is really a special case.

Tang Feng didn't care about the 1,000 taels of gold, but he accepted Yuan Zheng, an apprentice, and he was responsible, as for whether he would be regarded as the heir of the mantle, that was another matter.

It's just that one thousand taels of gold is indeed of great benefit to the Sword Casting Pavilion, which can repair many dilapidated areas of the Sword Casting Pavilion, and can also open a new Sword Casting Pool.

Yuan was waiting for Tang Feng's reply, he thought that Tang Fengfeng Lion had opened his mouth widely, but from Tang Feng's face, he saw a look of dilemma and pain.

After pondering for a long time, Tang Feng responded: "This kind of thing is the first time it has happened in the Sword Casting Pavilion, it is more special, I want to know, for you, one thousand taels of gold will not hurt the foundation of your body, if the price is too great, it can also be less, I am willing to mediate with the pavilion master." ”

Yuan Zheng didn't expect Tang Feng to give such an answer, and he also admired Tang Feng a little.

But Tang Feng didn't understand, a thousand taels of gold, for Yuan Zheng, it was really nothing, when he left the Wuwang Mansion, Yuan Zheng brought enough silver tickets.

Yuan Zheng said softly: "It doesn't hurt to have a thousand taels of gold, but it depends on whether the master has any difficulties, and the master also knows that it is very difficult for me to make a breakthrough in the way of the sword with half a jar of water, after all, I have passed the age of learning swords." ”

"But the apprentice still has to try. ”

Tang Feng watched the wooden sword in Yuan Zheng's hand blossom, he didn't know why a generous disciple like Yuan Zheng suddenly became interested in swordsmanship, but there was always a reason behind it.

"In that case, let's return to the Sword Forge Pavilion together. Tang Feng let out a long sigh and said.

Yuan Zheng touched the dragon horn that was carrying the handle, and felt an inexplicable sense of fulfillment in his heart.