The Taoist was a little unhappy on his face, but he was happy in his heart.

This kid is exactly the kind of person I'm looking for.

He didn't expect Xu Feng to be such a person, nor did he expect that there really was such a person in the world.

A few months ago, Long Qianqiu's unfashionable disciple found him in a broken Taoist temple in Yingdu.

Tell him that in the past few years, several cultivators have appeared in the world, and they may be suitable to inherit his mantle.

He didn't quite believe that such a good thing would happen.

After all, hundreds of years have passed, and he doesn't even have an apprentice.

Long Qianqiu, who is of the same generation as him, has countless disciples and grandchildren, and he has also become the dean of Dongcheng Academy, and he, an old Taoist who is about to be forgotten by the cultivation world, is still alone, and he is not sad to think about.

He had seen countless geniuses, but in his eyes, these geniuses recognized by the cultivation world were just fools who followed the rules.

Whether it is mental or physical, it is not enough to be his successor.

For thousands of years, all practitioners, regardless of the sect or the Sanqing Daoyuan, have strict precepts, orderly teachers, and any practice method has been followed for thousands of years. As a disciple, I don't dare to have the slightest suspicion, let alone disobey the teacher.

The smiling young man in front of him, who was at the peak of the apocalypse, came out of the Burning Star Tower, and became the Lingnan villain referred to by Qianfu, and he didn't seem to be a wicked person at all, and he even openly wanted to participate in the Tsing Yi test, and he was still drinking and listening to music here.

The Taoist rolled his eyes and thought in his heart, in fact, this is nothing.

When I was young, I also beheaded the prince, chopped the monk, made a festival, and did some ridiculous things.

However, this kid actually set himself up between words, which is amazing.

Since he is the leader of the Tsing Yi test, of course he wants to see Long Qianqiu, and since he wants to see him sooner or later, it is okay to introduce him now. Sounds like it makes sense.

The old man twisted his beard again, as if he was seriously considering.

For nearly three hundred years, no one dared to challenge him, because those who challenged him three hundred years ago were all killed by him with a sword.

For many years, he did not quarrel with anyone, let alone be embarrassed by anyone, because he was afraid of trouble, and killed the people who were at odds with him with a sword, which was the easiest and most trouble-free.

Lao Dao's mind was spinning, and his teeth were clenched, not thinking about whether to recommend or not, but thinking about how to clean up the kid in front of him.

As long as his sword heart moves, he will die.

The problem is, if you die, go there and find such a person as a disciple.

In fact, it's okay to kill it, but unfortunately, because he wasn't interested in it, he only learned a little bit of the ghost control technique of the Rakshasa West Wilderness, and he didn't know if it would work.

The atmosphere was a bit solemn.

Xu Feng's right hand, which was placed on the sword, suddenly felt a trace of stickiness.

This feeling is the first time it has appeared, in the past, when encountering a strong enemy and killing with all his might, the black sword trembled rapidly, like a wild horse on the loose, a very excited feeling.

At this time, the sword under his hand is another emotion, that is a trembling fear, a fear of the supreme powerhouse.

Xu Feng was slightly different, his eyes swept around, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

"If you're embarrassed, forget it, I'm going to see you sooner or later anyway, and I'm not in a hurry. Xu Feng said with a smile, taking a sip of wine to hide the panic in his heart.

In the entire Wu Lao Er Tea Shed, there were sixty-seven cultivators, only the Daoist in front of him could not see through it, and the warning of the black sword was of course aimed at him.

In the past, in the face of the powerhouses of the Creation Realm, Xiao Hei did not show the slightest fear. Therefore, Xu Feng doubted whether he was on the way to death, and ran wildly all the way.

Lao Dao put down his fingers, looked at Xu Feng and pouted. Knowing you don't have to kill anymore.

His cloudy gaze fell on Xu Fengjian, and then on the black stone on his waist, and with a movement of his mind, the black stone reached his palm.

"When I arrived in Yingdu, I came to the Nameless Taoist Temple to find me. The Taoist priest stood up, and disappeared in front of the table in a single move.

At the end, I glanced at Xu Feng, there was no banter in my eyes, let alone a joke when telling fortunes, only a chilling coldness.

......

The three of them seemed to wake up from a dream and stared at the wine cup on the empty seat.

"Take my things!" Xu Feng said hatefully.

"I can't beat it. Jiang Liao was a little helpless.

"What a fairy!" Li Ke touched his face to confirm that the fortune telling just now was not a dream.

"Before he entered Yingdu, he was bullied like this, and he didn't let people live. Xu Feng was very angry because the Xuanming Monument was taken away: "The old miscellaneous hair who talks nonsense, I don't have the confidence to take the leader, what are you making a fuss about." ”

If it was an ordinary cultivator who grabbed the stone, Xu Feng only needed to move his mind, and the Xuanming Monument would fall from the sky.

Even if he smashed Wu Laoer's tea shed into an open space, Xu Feng would not hesitate to do it.

And the moment Lao Dao made his move, Xu Feng just had a change in his heart, and just about to communicate with the soul of the stele, he found that the soul of the Xuanming Tablet seemed to be thousands of miles away, and his divine thoughts were ethereal, and there was nowhere to go.

"I don't think this person is like a wicked person, maybe he took a fancy to the stone on your body, took it away and played for two days, and he didn't need to be angry. Li Ke had never seen Xu Feng so deflated, so he suppressed a hint of joy on his face and comforted.

Jiang Liao nodded, "Sanqing Daomen and Dongcheng Courtyard are all on the ground in a radius of more than three hundred miles in Yingdu, and there are really countless masters, and it is not strange to encounter some strange things." ”

"There are as many monks as dogs, and the servants walk all over the streets. Xu Feng said.

Of course, monks are cultivators, immortals in the eyes of the common people, but they are not rare at all in the center of the continent, and squires, in the local area, are equivalent to high-ranking officials at the level of the county guards of the big city.

This sentence has been particularly popular in recent years, and those who have been to Yingdu say it like this, I don't know if it is a praise or a denunciation of Yingdu.

"Knock, knock!"

After a long time, the gongs and drums began to sound anew.

The girl who played the song changed into a plain dress, and she looked more and more charming and moving, and the bewitching taste of Fang Cai was like two people.

This appearance is very fond of those school disciples who have read poetry and books.

It can also be regarded as the standard aesthetic of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The girl blessed the audience who were boiling with anger, and her face brought out a trace of weak loneliness, which was even more stingy.

The plain-clothed girl took out a vertical flute on the stool, and did not look under the stage, and the cherry mouth opened slightly and blew up.

"!"

Li Ke shook his head and said, "It's better to play the piano." ”

This kind of appearance and charm really does not suit Li Ke's taste, and the elegant man on the table next to him exudes a sense of superiority of a well-educated person, smiling reservedly, pointing his fingers slightly, and closing the sound of the flute.

This sense of superiority falls in the eyes of those who cultivate martial arts and cultivation, and it can be regarded as a kind of hypocrisy, or a kind of poverty.

Xu Feng didn't know what he thought, smiled slightly, and said, "The flute blowing is also a kind of ability." ”

Those men who like to appreciate the red and green and thighs don't like it very much, shake their heads with dissatisfaction, and start drinking and chatting.

From the appearance, it can be seen that the purpose of these people to participate in the Tsing Yi test must be Tiance Mansion or Taixu Palace.

Xu Feng's research on music and rhythm is average, and he is probably the same for playing, playing and singing, but the discussion of several people at the table in front of him made his heart move, and then he glanced at Jiang Liao.

"In this year's Taixu Palace Competition, there are many more masters than in previous years. ”

"Yes, because of the war in the north, the Tsing Yi test has not been held for many years, and there are many young talents from various sects and factions over the years. ”

"Brother is from the south, you must know that Fu Qingshan, the senior brother of the Immortal Sword Sect, will also participate in this Tsing Yi test, and at least half of the "Six Swords of Yunshan" will come. ”

"Ah! Didn't Fu Qingshan already participate in the last Tsing Yi test, ranking fifteenth among the three hundred monks, and this time he came again. ”

The monk from the south was preoccupied and seemed to be worried about his future.

He felt that his reaction was a bit too much, so he took a drink and said leisurely: "Yes, the cultivation world is very different from before, there is the Immortal Soul Gate Rebellion in the south, and the battle of the Rakshasa Kingdom in the north. It is also normal for those young cultivators who have been famous for a long time to take the Tsing Yi exam again. I heard that Dongcheng Yuan has created many new cultivation methods, and the Sanqing Daomen has even disclosed the formations and Dao talismans that have been hidden for many years, hoping that the talents of the world will carry forward and serve the dynasty on the battlefield. As long as there are three hundred monks in the Taixu Great Competition, these talismans and methods are not just learned! Good things, who doesn't envy them!"

"It seems that the brother only knows one thing, but he doesn't know the other. The other said, deliberately lowering his voice: "Remnant Sword Fu Qingshan, Yunshan Six Swords are afraid that this trip is for one person!"

The Southern Cultivator seemed to suddenly remember something, and slapped his head with his hand, angry at how his brain was so bad today.

"Yes, I forgot about it. Now it should be called "Yunshan Five Swords", wasn't one of them killed by that person. ”

The other person became excited.

"It is rumored that in Lijiazhuang, downstairs from the Burning Star, that person split one of the six swords of Yunshan with one sword, and he used an ordinary long knife. ”

"It's ruthless. ”

"If there is such a person in the cultivation world, I don't know if it's a blessing or ......a disaster."

Xu Feng found that the two people who were talking did not mention his name from beginning to end, as if Xu Feng carried a kind of bad luck.

"Reputation is not valuable!" Xu Feng thought, "If I cared about reputation, I would not have made a feud with the Immortal Sword Sect in the first place, let alone break with the Burning Star Tower." ”

Jiang Liao was not surprised at all by this conversation, since he re-acquainted himself with Xu Feng in Hengshui Academy, he had no sense of these things.

Xu Feng is just straight, straightforward, acting according to his own wishes, whether you are the six swords of Yunshan or the ten thousand swords of Yunshan.

The high-pitched tone suddenly closed, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

A handsome Xiao Si opened his throat and shouted: "The hour has come, the shop is closed, and the customers will pay immediately!"

Xu Feng looked up, and a trace of morning light shone through the high window lattice, struggling to shine on the jade pillar next to the stage.

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