The sword soul and sword spirit left, Wei Wei was very satisfied with the performance of C Xingzhi, and also appreciated his martial arts cultivation very much, although he did not know the slightest martial arts, but he had been traveling in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he had made friends with powerful people from famous families, and his eyesight was still very powerful. [Full text reading.]

Wei Wei said: "Thirty years ago, Chang'an Sword sent four swordsmen who shook the world, and they were called the four famous swords by the people of the rivers and lakes. The leader is the master of the sword soul and sword spirit, that is, the sword immortal Dugu Yihe, and now the head of the Chang'an Sword School, the sword saint Lu Qingshan, is also one of them. At that time, when the martial arts people mentioned the four famous swords, they were all like thunder and admiration. Ten years ago, the young generation of the Chang'an Sword Sect organized a ranking of four small famous swords, wanting to emulate the style of their predecessors, but unfortunately it was far behind. At that time, someone had proposed to include the Sword Soul and Sword Spirit in it, but they refused. It's not that their martial arts are inferior to others, but that these two people have great respect for their master, Dugu Yihe, and they don't dare to tarnish the name of the famous sword. When it comes to real kung fu, these two people may not be under the four famous swords. You defeated the two of them one after another today, and those old guys of the Chang'an Sword Sect probably don't dare to treat you as an insignificant pawn anymore!"

C Xingzhi smiled faintly, he didn't care too much about this, but he was more curious about one thing, so he asked: "Why did the Sword Soul King Daolong pierce the golden needle on the top of his head, this dress is very weird. ”

Wei Wei frowned and said: "The Chang'an Sword Sect preaches all kinds of sword intent, and the cultivation methods are even more strange, some people pretend to be crazy, some people sell stupidity, some people exercise their will in the ice and snow, some people find their state of mind in the drunken mud, and some people keep their bodies in pain all the time to maintain the perfection of their state of mind. Wang Daolong was like this, he pierced the golden needle on the top of his head, causing pain in his muscles, so as to keep the sword intent awake. Alas, the old man's view of the current Chang'an Sword Sect seems to have fallen into a demonic disease, in order to pursue the ultimate sword intent, no matter how crazy things happen, but on the contrary, there are no peerless swordsmen such as the four famous swordsmen, although the old man does not understand martial arts, he also knows that they have gone the wrong way!"

I see! After hearing this, C Xingzhi was more interested in the sword intent of the Chang'an Sword School, with the experience of Ding Peng and C Xingzhi, he had never been in contact with such mysterious and strange things as the sword intent, and seriously speaking, the swordsmanship of the Chang'an Sword School was originally born from the swordsmanship of all factions in the world, but with the integration of sword intent, these swordsmanship became very different from the original swordsmanship, and even changed beyond recognition, the martial arts of the Chang'an Sword School are a kind of martial arts that are very different from all factions in the world.

Even exaggerated metaphors, if the martial arts in the rivers and lakes are all local martial arts, then the swordsmanship of the Chang'an Sword School - refers to the swordsmanship combined with the sword intent, which can be regarded as a foreign martial art that has little connection with the local martial arts, and it is a foreign product!

From this, Ding Peng thought of the founder of the Chang'an Sword School, an unknown old man who was born two hundred years ago. Although this mysterious person was later called the world's number one master, no one knew his origin, and finally did not know his whereabouts, as if he just appeared out of thin air, wrote a legend on the rivers and lakes, and then quickly disappeared, like a meteor from the sky.

Defeating the Sword Soul and Sword Spirit is equivalent to C Xingzhi passing through the second hurdle set by the Chang'an Sword Sect. He didn't know how many obstacles and hurdles the other party was going to set up for this matter, but he understood that the longer he and Wei Wei stayed in Chang'an City, the worse the situation would be, so C Xingzhi once again solemnly asked Wei Wei to leave as soon as possible.

This time, Wei Wei didn't hesitate much, immediately agreed to him, and decided not to deal with Chang'an Jishitang for the time being, first arrange for the pharmacy shopkeeper to take care of it, and then write a letter to arrange for it after going to Jiangnan.

After Wei Wei agreed, C Xingzhi let go of most of his heart, and now he needs to consider how to leave.

Sneak away?

This option was ruled out in the first place. Chang'an is the base camp of the Chang'an Sword Sect, and if there is a little wind and grass here, I am afraid that the news will soon reach the other party, not to mention that he escaped with Wei Wei, who is not skilled in martial arts, even if he wants to sneak away quietly, it is not so easy, and it will definitely alarm the Chang'an Sword Sect.

Moreover, the word "secret" seems to be lacking in confidence. The Chang'an Sword Sect is not a crooked demon or a beast of the flood, and it is easy for the other party to underestimate it by escaping with this kind of sneaky behavior, and if its own behavior is not right, then the Chang'an Sword Sect may return the way of others and deal with it with secret actions, which is even worse.

Since it is not possible to leave secretly, how about just making a burden and leaving?

Wei Wei has been in Chang'an for more than ten years and enjoys a high reputation, so he left quietly and did not exert Wei Wei's influence, and if the Chang'an Sword Sect obstructed it, he still had to rely on himself to solve it.

Then make a compromise!

C Xingzhi quickly figured out the joints, although Wei Wei didn't know the slightest martial arts and couldn't help himself in battle, but this person was very famous and very popular, the name of the Holy Hand of Chang'an was not called in vain, even the Chang'an Sword Sect and other top two sects in the world couldn't force him to do things, the reason was very simple, it was because his fame was too great.

If you change to a person who is not very famous, do you see if the Chang'an Sword Sect will talk to you about any reasoning and what rules to put in place, it may have been used a long time ago.

Jianghu people are not scholars who read the books of sages and sages, they have their own justice, limited justice, and flexible justice.

In the end, C Xingzhi came up with a solution.

The day before leaving, C Xingzhi asked Wei Wei to announce that he would do the last free clinic outside the east gate of Chang'an the next day, but there was a limit on the number of people, and only 20 people were treated.

And breaking the rules, this free clinic is no longer limited to people who are seriously ill and dying, and any incurable diseases can come for treatment. After the treatment, Wei Wei will leave Chang'an.

The news quickly spread out and attracted the attention of the city, and everyone knew about it.

On the second day, as soon as it was morning, C Xingzhi and Wei Xingzhi went out, and C Xingzhi held a banner of free clinics and wrote: The Holy Hand Returns to Heaven.

There were a few people behind him who were beating cowhide drums and blowing suona, and the momentum was so lively.

Along the way, countless people in Chang'an came out to see the excitement, and some people who admired Wei followed one after another, and after a while, a team of hundreds of people was formed.

Some of the people who had received the favor of Wei Wei and Jishitang shouted emotionally to Master Wei, and some people were reluctant to let him go, choking with tears in their eyes.

The team is getting bigger and bigger, in addition to the common people, some dignitaries, celebrities and gentry also followed one after another, some people brought wine, fruits, snacks, and prepared to wait for the free clinic at the east gate, and presented it to Master Wei.

This momentum was too big, and it even alarmed the government, and Yongnian County Commander (a county in Chang'an City) personally brought the officials to maintain order, and said emotionally: Master Wei, you stay, the people of Chang'an can't live without you.

Wei Wei was excited and embarrassed, but his mind was very tenacious, and he would never look back on what he decided, since Jiangnan had more room to display his ambitions, he decided to go to Jiangnan to develop.

Until the east gate, no one from the Chang'an Sword Sect appeared, and the bad idea of C Xingzhi worked, in the face of the support of the people in the city, no matter how powerful and domineering the sect was, it did not dare to use any tough means in this situation.

Outside the east gate, a lot of people have also gathered early, some of the patient's family members are waiting here early in the morning, everything has a first come, first come, first come, early patients in the front, late in the back, a little look, you know that there are far more than 20 waiting patients.

After Wei Wei came, he said a word: The sick are big, no disease makes the light sick, and the light illness makes the serious sick, everyone should not divide what comes first and then comes, among you choose the most seriously ill person, the old man is no longer limited to twenty people, and the seriously ill person is diagnosed today.

Wei Wei's words had a surprising effect, although it was inevitable that there would still be a little dispute, but in the end, all the patients and their families still made concessions to each other according to his requirements, of course, the conditions could not be so accurate, in short, everyone achieved patience and courtesy, and did not let the scene mess up.

From the dawn of the day, until the diagnosis until noon, Wei Wei endured fatigue, faced everyone's pleas, only ate a little food, drank a little water, and continued to start the consultation, and when the sun was about to set, dozens of seriously ill people were basically diagnosed.

Some patients and their families left with a thousand thanks, happy to leave, these are people who have been treated by Wei Wei's affirmation, and some are gloomy, medicine and medicine do not die, and some diseases are helpless even Wei Wei.

C Xingzhi waited anxiously and patiently next to Wei Wei, his mood was anxious, hoping to leave in the morning, but he knew Wei's different personalities, and persuasion was in vain, so he could only wait patiently.

There is also an anxiety, the people of the Chang'an Sword Sect have not appeared for a long time, and C Xingzhi is even more worried, could it be that the Chang'an Sword Sect just watched itself take Wei Wei away like this?

If they don't show up, will they be bad on the way?

Although with the status of the Chang'an Sword Sect, they should not do this, although they did not explicitly set the rules, but if they can take Wei Wei out of their territory, it means that they have won this game, and the Chang'an Sword Sect will ignore the ridicule of the people in the world and forcibly intercept themselves halfway?

If they are really ready to attack halfway, it is better to appear now, and everyone will fight openly and clearly.

In the midst of gains and losses, C Xingzhi finally waited for someone who wanted to see, but didn't want to see much.

"I heard that Master Wei is traveling far away, and Chang'an Sword sent a special person to see off the master!"

A clear voice came, the crowd automatically separated, and five heroic young swordsmen came from outside, the first one was dressed in white, with a handsome face, a handsome face, and an indescribable nobility on his body.

It was the man in white that C Xingzhi had seen when he was fighting Ye Qinghong in the martial arts hall.