The days of repetition will always pass quietly and between the fingers.

After successfully seeking the elder to forge the sword, Qin Feng's life also returned to its usual appearance.

Practice medicine, study, and accumulate culture.

If there is any change, it is to go to the demon slashing division every day to make a card, and at night, go to find a beautiful lady, cultivate and cultivate feelings, talk about life, and talk about ideals.

But what made him feel a little confused was that for some reason, his own lady was always quite concerned about his cultivation progress during this time......

It's January, and the cold wind is coming.

Qin Feng walked on the way to Tingyuxuan with Lan Ningshuang.

After the dragon vein of Jinyang City was manifested, the speed at which he accumulated his literary qi became faster and faster, and now the ninth step in the sea of gods was only one step away from being filled.

According to his own estimates, he must be able to usher in that test of conscience today.

For this test of conscience, the content recorded in the book is quite interesting.

Each scholar has a different understanding of the mind, but without exception, regardless of the answer given by the scholar, he can successfully step into the state of mind of the Eight Pins.

It's as if this so-called conscience is just a situation.

Walking in Jinyang City, Qin Feng looked around.

Due to the arrival of the Shen Workshop and his party, the changes in Jinyang City can be said to be earth-shaking.

Not only are the streets wider, but the boundaries of the castle are also expanding.

Ten days ago, with a white light rushing into the sky, the protective barrier of Jinyang City was also created, and the people in the city cheered.

After all, the establishment of the enchantment can make them live more at ease in such a dangerous world.

And for them, living well is a big deal.

It is worth mentioning that it was at that time that Zhen Tianyi and Yu Mei were called away by an edict.

Qin Feng didn't think much about this, a god general, a thirty-six star couldn't stay in the same place all the time.

His second brother has been prostituting a god general for so long, and learning the gods and intentions of the way of the knife has already been earned by blood.

Moreover, when the sword madness left, it was not that there was nothing left.

....... It was a sword qi, a sword qi that slashed in the sky above the courtyard of the Qin Mansion, which could cut through the void and could not be dispersed.

It is like a smooth mirror surface, a crack in the crack, and when you look at it, it is very abrupt.

If you stare at it a few times, it is weird and shocking at the same time.

Rao is Liu Jianli, when he saw that sword qi, he stopped for a long time.

"Have you recently learned anything from the sword aura left by the sword maniac senior?" Qin Feng tilted his head and asked.

During this time, in addition to the usual guard work, Lan Ningshuang was in the lake pavilion with Liu Jianli, learning to control his strength.

And in the middle of the night, she would go to the courtyard of the Qin Mansion and quietly observe the sword qi.

Hearing this, Lan Ningshuang shook her head slightly: "The sword qi left by the predecessors of the knife maniac has a lot of doorways, and when I feel it, I always feel that I have caught something."

But in the end, it seems that I didn't realize anything. ”

The beauty sighed, rather depressed.

Qin Feng comforted: "Maybe it's because you're studying the way of the sword, not the way of the sword?" ”

"No, Miss told me, the god and the will of the divine weapon path can be integrated, and even the moves can sometimes be mastered.

I don't think I've been able to comprehend something, maybe it's really talented. ”

"How so? My second brother didn't understand anything from that sword qi, but he was guided by his sword maniacs for a long time.

That sword qi is so strange, naturally it can't be achieved overnight. Qin Feng said.

"Uncle doesn't know, I can already feel it with the criminal counselor, and the second son is not far from the realm of the three hearts of the sword intent." Lan Ningshuang showed a look of envy.

I think that when she first came to the Qin Mansion, she was above the second brother in terms of cultivation and understanding.

But in the blink of an eye, he was surpassed by the other party.

When Qin Feng heard this, he opened his mouth, and after a moment, he couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, there is no harm without contrast.

Other people's children have become their own second brothers, who can tell this bitterness?

"Then why don't you let your young lady teach you the artistic conception of the instrumental path, she has already entered the fivefold god realm of sword intent.

She who is a fellow practitioner of kendo, should it be more meaningful to guide you? Qin Feng put forward his own suggestion.

However, when Lan Ningshuang heard this, she smiled helplessly: "Miss once tried to guide me, but Miss must have known about Miss's talent."

Looking at the great cadres for a hundred years, there is no one to match.

So...... Her way of practicing may not be suitable for most people. ”

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, probably understanding what the other party meant.

Just like him in the previous life, when he asked Xueba geometry problems at the same table, Xueba just drew an auxiliary line, and replied, "So you should know how to solve the problem?" ”

I know your sister......

How can a genius understand mortal suffering?

Discard!

He began to feel a little sympathetic to Lan Ningshuang, and the people around him were either geniuses or perverts.

It is normal to have self-doubt in this environment all year round.

Oh no, there's a black charcoal head at the bottom......

Qin Feng glanced at the beauty beside him, a little distressed, and then he looked around, and suddenly saw a stall selling sugar gourds on the street.

Then he took it to heart and stepped forward quickly.

"Boss, how do you sell sugar gourds?"

"Two pennies a string."

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a thin body and rough skin, and he smiled a little innocently.

And beside him, there was also a young man squatting, holding a branch there, carving something on the ground.

Qin Feng glanced at it and smiled slightly, it turned out that he was practicing calligraphy.

handed over the eight cents and bought four strings of sugar gourds.

He handed a string to Lan Ningshuang, and the moment the latter received the sugar gourd, his eyebrows and eyes were curved like crescent moons, which was very beautiful.

But when Lan Ning Frost counted the number of sugar gourds, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he thought.

Qin Feng tasted a sugar gourd and exclaimed, "Yes, it's so sweet." ”

When the honest man heard this, he smiled back: "It's all craftsmanship passed down from the ancestors, so naturally it's not bad." ”

At this moment, the stall owner caught a glimpse of the movements of the children on the side, smiled away, and said unhappily: "Tiewa'er, what are you messing with, I said it a long time ago, I won't let you toss this!" ”

When the young man heard this, he raised his head, and after seeing his father's expression, he reluctantly dropped the branch and wiped the crooked handwriting on the ground with his palm.

Qin Feng was puzzled: "Since he likes to write, let him write, why stop it?" ”

The stall owner said helplessly: "What's the use of reading and writing, in this kind of world, instead of getting these things that you don't have, it's better to keep fit, at least in the future, you can run faster when you encounter danger." ”

Speaking of this, the stall owner shouted to the young man again: "If you don't go home to find your aunt, learn how to make sugar gourds, at least there will be some means to make a living in the future."

One day when your father is gone, you won't starve to death. ”

The boy stood up, answered, and ran toward the side of the street, where he tripped over a stone and nearly fell because he had run too quickly.

Seeing this, the honest middle-aged man said anxiously: "Slow down!" ”

At this time, Qin Feng noticed that there was a shocking scar on the side of the stall owner's pants full of patches and the exposed side of his right leg.

The middle-aged man obviously also noticed Qin Feng's eyes, pulled his trouser leg, and covered the wound: "That night, the streets were full of monsters, but fortunately, I ran fast and hid in the innermost part of the alley, and I almost couldn't go back." ”

Was it the night of the Hyakki's night walk?

Qin Feng was a little moved, and said softly: "If you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing in the future." ”

The stall owner gave a thumbs up: "Childe is a cultural person at first glance, and this is really level."

Now this small city is turned upside down, isn't it just about enjoying happiness. ”

"I want all of your sugar gourds." Qin Feng said, taking out a string of copper coins.

The stall owner kept thanking and watched Qin Feng and the others leave.

The cold wind blew, and he shook his body, glanced at the marks on the ground, and showed a little guilt in his eyes.