Mingxin also told the story that the Qiu Immortal Sect had bought a courtyard near the Shenwu Gate. Yun Jingfeng was also angry when he heard this, it seemed that this was the rhythm of blatantly dominating the Shenwu Sect.

Time flies, and it's another year. Huzi is eighteen years old, and Mingxin is sixteen years old. In this spring season, Mingxin also put on the new clothes made by his mother, handsome and chic, quite a young chivalrous spirit. Yun Jingfeng also bought Huzi a new dress. Mingxin and Huzi said goodbye to their master and prepared to go to Haozhou to see the martial arts conference of the Young League. The people of the Qiu Immortal Sect had already entered and exited normally near the Shenwu Gate.

On the way to Haozhou, the two also saw some young Jianghu characters one after another, and it is estimated that they also went to participate in the martial arts conference. Near noon, the two came to a small inn on the side of the road, the inn was very simple, and at first glance it was for people to rest. Huzi and Mingxin found a place to sit down, asked for a pot of tea, and asked if there was anything delicious. The little two here only have bread and some cooked pork here. As soon as they heard that it was not bad, they asked for a little. The two of them drank tea and looked around from time to time. There are no shops in front of the village here, people in this small shop come in and out, and there are many people who come here to drink water, eat and rest, some are in a hurry, some are pulling goods, and some look like people in the rivers and lakes......

At this time, a big man with a full beard and a burly figure came, and there was a big knife diagonally behind him, which was particularly eye-catching. There was only one table left in the little shop, so the man sat down on the bench, and with a loud voice, called the man in the shop, and asked what he had to eat. After asking, I asked for a pound of pig's head meat, three pieces of bread and a pound of wine, and I chewed and ate it.

Not long after, there was a man who looked like a child, handsome, a village chief, wearing white clothes and white shirts, a jade flute pinned to his waist, and an entourage by his side.

The attendant looked around and said, "Childe, there are no seats here." ”

The boy looked and pointed to the table where the big man was sitting. This table is also the only one occupied by this big man, and there are three free benches. The attendant understood, so he moved a stool out, and took out his handkerchief to wipe it, and the boy sat down, but his body was facing outward, and he was not facing the big man. After the boy sat down, he coughed a few times, and it seemed that he was not in good health. The attendant went inside and asked the shopkeeper what he had to eat.

The big man was eating meat and drinking a lot, and when he saw what this boy was doing, he said to himself: "I'm still poor here, but I don't dislike it, but I dislike it." "But the self-talk is also quite loud.

As soon as the big man's words came out, the people here also strengthened their ears and raised their heads to look this way. Such provocative words may attract right and wrong, and the family is looking forward to watching it, anyway, it is not a big deal to watch the excitement, and it will not provoke themselves. But the boy didn't speak, just coughed a few more times.

The attendant came out of it, and when he heard something from the big man's words, he said, "How can you speak?" The attendant continued, and the boy waved his hand to tell the attendant not to say more.

When the big man heard this, he looked at the son's actions, and really looked down on people, but he was even more unhappy, and said teasingly: "Just that sick look, don't you stay at home and come out to do something, the wind and waves outside don't blow up the shelf." As the big man spoke, the boy coughed a few more times, and it seemed that he was really not in good health, so the attendant hurriedly took out a new handkerchief and handed it to the boy.

When the attendant heard this, he was even more displeased, and said sarcastically, "You are all flesh, but what is the use? ”

As soon as the big man heard this, his temper came up, slapped the table hard, and said, "Lao Tzu will ask you today to see if my body is useless." After slapping the table, the big man stood up, and the shopkeeper saw that it was estimated that there was going to be a fight, so he hurriedly came over to persuade peace. Who knew that the shopkeeper had just arrived, and before he finished speaking, the big man pushed and pushed the shopkeeper out, and the big man had a big hand, and the shopkeeper took a few steps back and saw that he fell. When the others saw this situation, they probably made a fuss, but at the moment when the shopkeeper was about to fall to the ground, the sick man suddenly shot out and helped the shopkeeper up. Many people were still immersed in the atmosphere of the shopkeeper about to fall to the ground, but they suddenly stood up again, and many people didn't pay attention to how the sick man got up and how he made his moves.

At this moment, the store is lively, but there are also timid people who quickly put down their money and left, and the bold ones stay here to see the excitement.

Huzi and Mingxin were still sitting there, also looking at these two people. The big man looked at it and said, "Are there two hits?" As he spoke, he took off the big knife on his back, and it lit up, and the big knife was shiny and shiny, and it looked a little scary. The sick man also took out the jade flute from his waist. At this time, Mingxin noticed that this son's hand was slender, his complexion was extremely white, and there was no blood, like a woman's hand, even more beautiful than a woman's hand.

The big man held the big knife, and when he used his strength, he saw that the green tendons on the back of his hand were protruding, and he seemed to use full force to dance the big knife and slash at the sick man. Looking at it like this, this big man cutting this son is as simple as cutting a tree. At this time, the people who watched also hid far away, afraid that the big knife would hit them. The boy hadn't moved yet, and Huzi looked a little anxious. The big knife saw it and followed, only to see that the jade flute in the hand of the boy was blocked horizontally, and the thin jade flute was not broken, and the big knife was blocked, and the weak hand actually blocked the big knife, and it could not move at all. The big man was probably also stunned, and he didn't pull the knife back for a while. At this time, the boy still had the leisure to cover his mouth with his left hand and cough a few times, which was really exquisite.

The boy's cough brought the big man back to his senses, and then he thought that this knife was blocked so easily, and more importantly, the way the boy coughed just now was even more contemptuous, which really made him too faceless. At the same time as the big man pulled back the knife violently, he suddenly flipped over with the blade of the knife, and swung it at the sick man, the knife was wider than this waist, and if he succeeded, he would cut it off at the waist. The sick man still didn't move, I saw him pinch it with his left hand, and directly pinched the big knife, his lean fingers seemed to be stuck in the knife, and the knife didn't move. The young man's left hand struck the man's right hand with the jade flute, only to hear a "bang", and the big knife fell to the ground. The big man clutched his right hand in pain, and he didn't want the knife, so he staggered away, and it was estimated that his wrist had been broken, and it was not a shame to run away.

The sick man was expressionless the whole time, as if nothing had happened, just coughed a few times. The boy's entourage hurriedly cleaned up the table, and the shopkeeper also hurried over to help, and the sick boy sat down again. The attendant asked the shopkeeper for something to eat and a pot of warm water. Huzi and Mingxin looked at each other and signaled, this sick man's kung fu is unfathomable, if he also went to participate in the martial arts conference, it is estimated that it will be very good-looking.

Huzi and Mingxin continued to eat bread and meat, and looked at the sick man from time to time, only to see that the sick man didn't eat anything, only drank some water, and the entourage ate quickly. After eating, they left. Huzi and Mingxin sat there for a while, and when the sick man walked away, Huzi went over and picked up the big knife on the ground, tried it, it was indeed quite heavy, such a heavy knife was like a piece of paper in the hand of the son, Huzi admired it very much.

Huzi and Mingxin rushed to Haozhou in the evening, and as soon as they arrived, they remembered that Ding Xiaoyu was coming, and they didn't know if there would be a chance to see him again. The two of them found an inn and stayed, and after staying, they discussed whether to participate in it and try their kung fu. After Yan Chengyuan's guidance, Mingxin is now quite confident in his kung fu, and when others can't see clearly how the boy walked to the second child of the shop during the day, Mingxin can see it clearly, and the speed of his current "phantom footwork" is definitely comparable to it. If it weren't for the inopportune times, Mingxin really wanted to try a few tricks with that boy at that time. Huzi also wants to try his kung fu, come by himself, he can't just watch other people's competitions, he says that he is also itchy in his heart, and he has a feeling of eagerness to try.

They chatted for two days, but they didn't know when the martial arts conference would start, and they had to find someone to ask tomorrow.