Wang Wujiu rested on the ground for a quarter of an hour, regained some energy, did not dare to delay, ran to the place where the Taoist priest died, took the square inch ring in his sleeve robe and the black whisker whisk, and threw them into the Hutian space together without looking carefully.

After doing all this, Wang Wujiu returned to the rockery courtyard to check on Chu Xialan's condition.

The battle between Wang Wujiu and the Taoist priest took place in the courtyard, and the aftermath of the battle injured her internal organs.

It was also the young man who moved his compassion, and the girl's injury was more or less self-inflicted.

As the night passed, it was already dawn, the gates were opened, and the city began to be busy.

He picked up Chu Xialan on his back, crossed several courtyard walls, and went straight out of the General's Mansion and headed towards the Immortal Hall in Xicheng.

"Doctor, how is she?"

In the backyard of the Immortal Hall, the doctor had just finished diagnosing Chu Xialan's pulse: "It's just that he was frightened, and he was restless for days, so I prescribed him a few calming medicines, and he will wake up soon." ”

Wang Wujiu nodded, and after paying the doctor's consultation fee, he quietly left the Immortal Hall.

Today is the 20th, according to He Fang's statement, there will be two more days of dry fish market will start in Hufeng Village in the north of the city, he first arrived in Luoyang, no one to rely on, it can be said that his eyes are dark, dry fish market is an important matter related to his weapons, can not be sloppy, he needs to go to Hufeng Village to understand some situation in advance.

The boy went out of the city, all the way to the north, and after several inquiries, he arrived at Hufeng Village at noon.

As soon as he arrived, Wang Wujiu found that this village was by no means an ordinary village.

The word "Hu Feng" engraved on the stele at the entrance of the village is not the work of ordinary craftsmen, the sword aura on it is awe-inspiring, the iron painting silver hook, the horizontal and vertical strokes, faintly contain the supreme sword intent left by the carver.

The young man stood beside this stone tablet, standing quietly, carefully pondering and understanding these supreme sword intents.

"The swordsman, the king of a hundred soldiers, the ancestor of short soldiers, the second move, and the fighting spirit is the key."

"Heavenly escape swordsmanship, infinite moves, infinite fighting spirit. or there is the meaning of vertical and horizontal, with the intention of moving troops with wisdom; or there is a sense of freedom and arrogance, unrestrained meaning......"

The golden and red words are intertwined and staggered in Wang Wujiu's consciousness, and the tricks and styles of the Tiandun swordsmanship are repeatedly presented in his mind, and the young man visualizes the sword intent, and is fully immersed in the vast world outlined by the word "Hu Feng", unaware of the pedestrians passing by outside, the sunset, and the passage of time.

On the dirt road into Hufeng Village, a group of people were all wearing dark robes and walked from not far away.

The leader of them is a white-bearded old man, named Cui Rutian, who is the elder of the inner gate of the Bishan Sword Sect, and this time he came to the dry fish market to select suitable weapons for the new disciples of the three sects.

They won the top three in the annual glass sword meeting, and they were all amazing and glamorous figures, and they had been accepted as personal disciples by the masters of the Sword Sect, among which Luo Yeshan was accepted by the sect master on the spot.

The young man who followed behind Cui Rutian was Luo Yeshan, who was only sixteen years old, but he was already the strength of the ninth layer of qi refining, and a powerful physical skill was even rarer.

And the female cultivator Yu Qiaoyun after that, who was a little older, was only eighteen years old, but the strength of the seventh layer of qi refining had been hidden, and in this glass sword meeting, no one thought that she would win the second place, only to lose to Luoye Mountain in the end.

And walking side by side with Yu Qiaoyun is Liang Zhi, he is the oldest, he is already twenty years old, he has always been the eldest disciple of the outer gate, and now he can be accepted by the elders of the inner gate, also because of his hard work all the time, and his strength has just stepped into the seventh layer of qi refining.

Cui Ruyun was the first to notice the young man who was meditating in front of the stone monument.

He stopped and saw that the young man had no cultivator's aura on his body, but as if he could understand the sword intent on Hu Feng's stone stele, he was immersed in it, and secretly felt funny in his heart.

On the other hand, he felt that as a mortal, it was very rare for him to take the initiative to come and visualize the fame of Hu Feng's stone stele.

"You are all geniuses here, and there is no need to say much about your qualifications and talents, but the path of cultivation is far from being able to go far by relying on talent alone. You see that this young man is the same age as you, but he has been contemplating in front of the Hu Feng Stone Tablet for so long, what do you realize? Cui Rutian wanted to take this opportunity to test these three amazing genius disciples.

"He is a mortal, although he heard about the prestige of Hu Feng's predecessor from somewhere, but he doesn't know that even a genius like the sect master can comprehend the tenths of the sword intent on it, which is already good. His qualifications are reckless, and he has never even stepped into the realm of qi refining, even if he stands in front of the stone tablet for another ten days and ten nights, it will only be a waste of time, and in the end he will gain nothing. ”

Luo Yeshan saw at a glance that this young man was just a mortal, and he had always been disdainful of these mortals with dull qualifications.

When Cui Rushan heard this, he couldn't help frowning, this Luo Yeshan genius was famous, but he didn't expect it to be an arrogant and arrogant person.

"I don't agree with what Senior Brother Luo said," Liang Zhi saw that the young man was serious about observing, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat, he felt something, and said to Cui Rutian: "Although he is a mortal, his qualifications naturally cannot be compared with Senior Brother Luo, but Rao is a mortal, he has this enterprising heart, and wants to make up for his clumsiness, my generation's qualifications and talents are much higher than him, and he should not waste God's gifts, he needs to be more diligent." ”

Liang Zhi participated in the Three Realms Glazed Sword Society before he was selected as an inner disciple, his qualifications have not been outstanding, but it is precisely because of his hard work and diligence that he can stand with the two geniuses in front of him at the same time.

"I think that this young man can contemplate in front of the stone tablet for so long, perhaps, he can really comprehend a thing or two." Yu Qiaoyun looked at the young man carefully, and saw that between his eyebrows and eyes, sometimes excited, sometimes frowning and thinking, he said.

"Just him?" Luo Yeshan snorted disdainfully, as a genius of the Bishan Sword Sect, his understanding and comprehension of various swordsmanship and sword intent naturally far surpassed others, but Rao was like this, he had contemplated it for six or seven hours in front of this Hu Feng stone tablet, and he had gained nothing.

If a mortal can comprehend the sword intent of Hu Feng's predecessors, then the geniuses cultivated by these sects might as well hang themselves immediately.

Cui Rutian nodded in his heart, his impression of Liang Zhi and Yu Qiaoyun was better than that of Luo Yeshan, he had practiced for many years, and now he was more than one hundred and eighty years old, and he had seen countless geniuses, but in the end, he could not keep up with him.

Although this Luo Yeshan is extremely talented, but on the path of cultivation, he must not be arrogant, it seems that he will have to beat him up when he finds an opportunity in the future.

"Okay, let's leave this young man alone, no matter how late it is, there will be no place to live in Hufeng Village." Seeing that it was getting late, Cui Rushan hurriedly urged him to enter the village.