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"It's you!"

Looking at the person in front of him, Guo Fan's face changed, and his voice sighed.

"You're not dead. ”

"It was my good apprentice who showed mercy and spared his old life, so that he could survive here. ”

It's a secret room.

In the middle of the secret room, a white-haired old woman sits.

The old woman's face was wrinkled, her eyes were cloudy, she was dressed in a black robe, and her whole body was full of an eerie and terrifying aura.

Underneath her was an extremely delicate wheelchair.

Li Yuanxiang!

I haven't seen her for 20 years, and the beautiful woman who was in her prime and deceitful is now dying.

And his legs were wasted, and his breath was weak, like a candle in the wind, as if his soul would return to the netherworld at any time.

"I can't think of it. ”

Li Yuanxiang's white hair was scattered, and her eyes were dim, and she was also looking at Guo Fan back and forth.

"But when I was a child, I saw it for a few years, and after so many years, you can still recognize me. ”

"I recognize people, and I have never been bad. ”

Guo Fan's voice was indifferent: "Especially what impressed me, I will never forget it." ”

"You seem to have something to say......"

Maybe he hadn't spoken for too long, and Li Yuanxiang's voice was hoarse and old, like a noisy crow.

Extremely unpleasant.

She stared at Guo Fan, and suddenly grinned, the folds on her face twisted strangely, and she became more and more terrifying in this dark secret room.

"Over the years, I have asked myself if I have treated you badly, so ...... Put away that killing intent in you. ”

“......”

Guo Fan's eyes flashed, and he nodded after a while: "You're right, I can have today thanks to your credit." ”

If it weren't for the other party, when he incarnated into true enlightenment, he would not have died in Shaolin.

However, this body has survived to this day, and it is indeed thanks to her secret funding.

Today's Li Yuanxiang has become like this, and it is useless to talk about past grievances!

"It's good that you understand. ”

Li Yuanxiang didn't know what Guo Fan was thinking, and nodded lightly when he heard the words, rubbing the armrest of the wheelchair.

"The old man never thought that you would be here one day, this is really ...... Providence!"

"Zhenwu Hou, Zhenwu Division. ”

"Hey!"

Her voice was quiet, and her eyes changed a lot, as if she had returned to the past.

"The Marquis of Zhenwu is closely related to the Zhenwu Division, since I have been awarded this title, how can I not come to the Zhenwu Division. ”

Guo Fan said: "But I didn't expect that there was a congenital sitting here here, no wonder it could not fall for many years." ”

"Innate?"

Li Yuanxiang lowered his head and chuckled, laughing inexplicably: "The so-called congenital is just a waste person." ”

"The old body is just a janitor now. ”

"The janitor?"

Guo Fan's gaze moved back and landed on the wall behind Li Yuanxiang that carved a map of all countries.

"You guessed right. ”

Li Yuanxiang nodded, and she didn't know what she did, and the wheelchair under her immediately heard the sound of the machine buckle twisting.

"Da ......"

"Herara ......"

"Buzz!"

The huge wall in front of him slowly cracked in front of Guo Fan's eyes, revealing a bright halo.

"Zhenwu Division has many martial arts scriptures in the world, known as Musashi, and it is the first treasure in the world!"

Li Yuanxiang's fluttering voice sounded in his ears, and Guo Fan had already turned a deaf ear.

In front of him, there were only rows of bookshelves, stacks of classics, and strange weapons.

There is also a figure standing with no hands.

"Subordinate Zhou Junfang, I've seen Master Hou!"

"Zhou Junfang. ”

Guo Fan looked at this person.

This is a middle-aged scribe who looks like an elegant scholar, with a three-inch beard, a clear appearance, and a fairy style.

"He is a native of Anlu County, Lingnan Province, and he has been keen and studious since he was a child, familiar with Taoism, gifted, and has the ability to never forget. ”

"Especially for martial arts, drawing inferences from one case to another, you can bring forth the new, although you are not famous in the rivers and lakes, you are a great master of martial arts respected by your father. ”

Li Yuanxiang said slowly beside him: "If it weren't for the fact that the roots and bones had been set when he practiced martial arts, I am afraid that he would have become a congenital!"

The old lady praised it falsely. ”

Zhou Junfang indifferently bowed his hand: "My heart is towards the Tao, but the Heavenly Master's view is full of filth, but it is so quiet that this place can be quiet." ”

"This guy has this temper. ”

Li Yuanxiang looked at Guo Fan and said, "But don't worry, there are only two people in Zhenwu Division who can be trusted, and he is one of them." ”

"Who's the other one?"

Guo Fan looked sideways.

"Not me. ”

Li Yuanxiang said indifferently: "It's an old guy, I don't know if you recognize it, it's called Chu Muye." ”

"The Northern Hebei Poison King. ”

Guo Fan raised his eyebrows, when he was in Shaolin Temple, this one followed behind King Jing to treat the princess.

"You know each other?"

Li Yuanxiang's voice was a little surprised.

Chu Muye, the poisonous king of northern Hebei, was indeed a famous party in his early years, but since he took refuge in the imperial court, he has never appeared in the rivers and lakes.

Now that nearly 30 years have passed, Guo Fan still knows?

"I heard it by luck. ”

"Yes. ”

Li Yuanxiang was noncommittal: "If you have any questions about martial arts, you can ask Zhou Junfang." ”

"In terms of medical poison, go find Chu Muye. ”

She closed her eyes and said slowly, "But before that, it seems that you should choose a weapon first." ”

"Not bad. ”

Guo Fan nodded and stepped into the treasure of the Zhenwu Division.

The rows of bookshelves and stacks of books here, just pick up a book, all of which are peerless in the rivers and lakes.

Some have even been lost outside.

Yijin Sutra, King Kong is not bad magic, breaking the knot, robes and subduing demons, crossing the river with a reed, and no phase robbery......

Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts, there is a small half here!

Wudang Pure Yang Gong, Finger Twisting Soft Sword, Taiyi Xiaoyao Fist, Dividing Muscles and Wrong Bones, Bagua You Dragon Palm......

Terrific!

Back then, although King Jing was opposed by all forces and finally killed himself, when Zhenwu Division was at its strongest, he did collect a lot of good things from the rivers and lakes!

"Washing the marrow meridian?"

Guo Fan paused.

"Back to the Hou Ye, this scripture is not complete. ”

Zhou Junfang has long been proficient in this place, just looking at the place where Guo Fan stayed, he knew what he was looking at.

"The whole book is in Longmen Temple, but according to the subordinates, this scripture was originally afraid that it was also incomplete, and it was far from being comparable to the Yijin Sutra. ”

"Hmm. ”

Guo Fan glanced at him and continued to move forward.

In the weapons section, each weapon is placed on a shelf, and the origin of the weapon is written underneath.

Xuantie Gun: Forged from Xuantie, from the hand of master Lu Zi, weighing 33 catties, famous for the soul-chasing gunman Zhao Ying.

Son and mother Jin Suo......

Silver Dart ......

Destiny Knife.

Guo Fan paused again and looked at a strange long knife in front of him.

The blade is about four feet long, weighs twenty-seven pounds and six taels, and is forged from meteoric iron outside the sky, which is the destiny of heaven.

The handle has a strange texture, inlaid with gold wire, solemn and luxurious, the straight edge has no arc, about three fingers wide, and the blade is open on one side.

If you look closely, there are fine textures on it, as if it were made of nature, and it seems to be carefully carved.

The texture reflects the candlelight, like rippling water, making it difficult to take your eyes off.

"Buzz ......"

Guo Fan lightly lifted the long knife, and the blade of the knife immediately trembled slightly, just like a long-term psychic, with a divine will.

With a gentle wave, without the slightest sound of wind, the horizontal slash is smooth and smooth.

I was happy in my heart, and a sword intent suddenly rose in my thoughts.

"Buzz ......"

The Heavenly Mandate Knife trembled lightly again, and the knife qi was about to move, and the surrounding bookshelves and instruments all shook slightly.

"Huh?"

A cold snort.

Li Yuanxiang's cloudy eyes suddenly froze, and a fierce killing intent rushed at Guo Fan.

"Magic Knife?"

"Not bad. ”

Guo Fan's face was indifferent, he took out the black iron scabbard from the side, and put away the Heavenly Mandate Knife with a bang.

"That's it!"

"Boy. ”

Li Yuanxiang pressed the armrest of the wheelchair, his eyes were full of hatred: "Have you seen my good apprentice?"

The three words of a good apprentice, cold and killing, made Zhou Junfang subconsciously hold his breath and condense, and secretly mentioned his internal qi.

In his eyes, he was even more vigilant.

"Not bad. ”

Guo Fan nodded again.

Li Yuanxiang's face was distorted, his eyes were hideous, and he asked word by word, "She...... How's it going?"

"A wasted man. ”

Guo Fan turned around and said, "The dantian qi sea has been abolished, and the tendons and tendons of the hands and feet have also been broken. ”

“......”

There was silence in the field.

"Wasted, wasted!"

Li Yuanxiang's expression changed, as if crying and laughing, his eyes showed madness, and tears flickered.

"Haha......"

"It seems that my good apprentice is still soft-hearted after all, yes, she could let me go at the beginning, how can she be a person who has achieved great things. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity!"

The voice faded and eventually became almost inaudible.

Guo Fan stood in the middle of the field, his eyes changed, but he didn't ask much about what happened back then.

............

A few days later.

The main hall of the town martial arts.

Guo Fan sat in the middle of the main hall, dressed in a luxurious marquis' suit, with the Heavenly Mandate Sword hanging from his waist, and was looking down at His Royal Highness.

As Zhong Zhen said, there are less than thirty people from the top and bottom of the Zhenwu Division, plus the cleaning handymen.

If you can use it in the middle, there are only twenty people when you are full!

And......

Older age is generally on the older side.

For example, Chu Muye, the northern poison king of Hebei, is already over eighty years old, and there are even older people in the field than him.

Even if all the four women of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are counted, the average age is probably more than 50 years old.

"Huh!"

Guo Fan stroked his forehead, a little speechless.

"Tell me about it!"

"Yes. ”

Zhong Zhen hugged his fists, and turned sideways to lead the two people beside him: "Ding's twin heroes, there is a Wuji Sword, the combination of the two swords, and the world is famous." ”

"Hmm. ”

Guo Fan nodded.

He has heard of these two people for a long time, and the signboard of the Zhenwu Division back then, the two of them together are even comparable to the innate ones.

However, he has not been out of the mountain for ten years, and the Ding's Shuangxia has been blessed back then, and his small belly has also bulged.

"The old man of Jibei Poison King Chu. ”

"I know this. ”

Twenty years have passed, and Chu Muye has long been old, with white hair fluttering, as if a wind can blow away.

"Old Chu, sit down!"

"Master Xie. ”

"Tianmen is a sword Mo Daxia, the swordsmanship is extraordinary, Xiao Zhou Tian's cultivation is a one-man man, and he once single-handedly destroyed the thirteen bandits on one side. ”

"Lu Xiu, the holy hand of the organ, is good at creating all kinds of hidden weapons of the mechanism, and is proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia. ”

"Divine Fist Zhuge has unparalleled tricks, when he was young, he also fought invincible opponents all over the capital with an iron fist. ”

Xiao Zhuge of the Divine Fist back then has also gone to that small character.

"Xun Boju, the son of the commander of the Ouchi guard, is now the small commander of one of the five battalions of the Nine Gate Infantry Army. ”

"Oh?"

Guo Fan finally looked surprised.

It seems that there are still people on the side of the Zhenwu Division, and the status of the commander of the Ouchi guards is not low.

The infantry patrolled and guarded the capital, and there were 30,000 defenders, all of whom were elites, and his own status was not low.

"Xun Boju, I've seen Master Hou. ”

"Hmm. ”

Guo Fan nodded, and saw everyone one by one before he said: "The annual imperial court allocation of the Zhenwu Division seems to have 100,000 taels of silver. ”

"Where's the money?"

If you don't have money, you don't talk about anything.

And he searched all over the Zhenwu Division, and only found three thousand taels of silver and a few hundred taels of gold.

"This ......"

Zhong Zhen's face stiffened, and he said, "The silver allocated a few days ago was borrowed by the people from Dongchang. ”

"Borrow?"

"They said it was borrowed. ”

"Heh......"

Guo Fan got up and slowly twisted his neck: "It's very good, as the saying goes, it's not difficult to borrow and repay, let's borrow it today!"

"Let's go to the Dongchang Yamen first!"

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