The mouths of the masses are stained with poison, there are more than a dozen versions of how Qi Ren left, leaving aside the details, in terms of the results, they are just the words "deserted and fled", in short, Qi Ren is famous, and even the appraisers of Tongtian Pavilion and the Qiyuan Hall behind them are fiercely "beautiful".

Feng Zhiping set up a stall to identify nothing, which caused heated discussions, and finally the heat and poison decreased slightly, and a "young man" and "rising star" of Qiyuantang appeared to provoke, but he was scared away instead of being slapped in the face, and conspiracy theorists all wondered if this person was hired by Feng Zhiping, or specially sent by the master of the Su Hall, otherwise how could he be so coincidental?

Feng Zhiping felt very wronged, he really didn't do anything this time, if it weren't for Shuang'er exposing him, he wouldn't even know that he was almost cheated, but he didn't hate Qi Ren, but he was very grateful to him, thanks to this master, his business is even more popular, so hot that he doesn't have to put a stall, and someone waits at the door every day when he gets up for identification.

There is no way, Qiyuantang's face is too big this time, and Feng Zhiping's identification skills are becoming more and more superb.

Even the fakes created by the joint efforts of all the high-ranking disciples who are qualified to sit in the hall have been seen through at a glance, who dares to doubt the ability of the "wife demon"?

There is even a rumor that the reason why the "Wife Demon" is going around to frantically collect treasure blades, the purpose is not to smash and play, but to practice the secret method of identification, this argument spread rapidly as soon as it appeared, and the victims finally found a reason to explain the crazy behavior of the "Wife Demon" to convince themselves, and some people even felt that their swords and swords were ruined, and they could contribute to the success of the "Wife Demon" secret technique, but some were honored.

Feng Zhiping couldn't cry or laugh when he learned about it, and he deeply felt the richness of the imagination of the masses.

No wonder my father often said that the power of the court officials should not be underestimated, especially the officials who specialize in picking people to assassinate, don't look at the power of people who don't practice martial arts, they can't restrain the chicken, people can turn things upside down with just one mouth, you can boast that you don't know what your surname is, and you can't wait to untie your belt and strangle yourself on the spot.

The direction of public opinion has improved, Feng Zhiping is happy to see it, especially after getting a pennant of "great goodness of the demons" one day, he is even more happy to jump on the roof and yell three times, and then hang the pennant on the wall opposite the door, and the person who came pretended to be modest to show off, which caused a certain woman to be angry, and the brothers wanted to vomit.

I can't help it, it's disgusting.

He has changed from "great evil" to "great good", Feng Zhiping is still a little grudge while he is happy, and the "demon" is dazzling.

How good is it to change to sen?

No one paid attention to his grudges, the name of "Instrument Demon" became popular day by day, and many inner disciples came to the door to ask for a palm eye when they returned from their experience, and Feng Zhiping's over-the-top goods finally appeared in the high-end goods of the word "earth", but it was all spiritual materials, and there was still no earth-level blade in front of him.

Although the spiritual material is good, my stomach is not good!

Do you say that you guys are too stingy to take your earth-level blades over and check them again, what if the grading is wrong at that time?

He thinks crookedly, the magic weapon blade of Cangshan, all the products produced by the Yuan Hall will be carefully judged, the appraiser is usually the caster himself, and the person who is qualified to personally or preside over the casting is at least the palm furnace, the long-tested eyesight of the treasure below the ground level is very small, and the extraordinary play casts a high-grade blade and directly hands it over to the superior weapon, so it is impossible for the ground-level blade to find a handle to determine the wrong level.

The same is true for foreign blades, Tongtian Pavilion can't handle it, and they don't dare to judge it, and they will send it back to Rongshan to ask the superior weapon master to identify it, so it is possible for the human-level of the foreign blade to find one or two mistakes, and it is impossible for the prefecture-level to be at all.

In addition, the earth-level blade is invaluable, everything that can be given is innate, compared to the acquired realm martial arts innate master of the blade is more important than life, even if you don't do it in the future as a natal divine soldier, you will carefully collect and use it, and take it out to make people re-identify, that is the blasphemy of the love sword, it is an insult to yourself, and it is also a distrust of the masters of the Qiyuan Hall.

All in all, it is impossible for Feng Zhiping to take a look at the ground-level treasure blade, and if he wants to get started, he can only wait for his unfinished ground-level sword to arrive, or find an innate realm to fight.

Compared with the latter, he decisively chose the former, he knew that even if he risked his life to stimulate the power of dozens of human-level treasure blades at the same time, it might not be worth a few innate moves of the genuine brand.

I can't touch the ground-level treasure blade, and I can't get excited when I occasionally encounter the ground-level spiritual materials that I can only look at and dare not gnaw, but fortunately, the human-level "rations" are continuous, and I can't fill the gaps left in the meridians, but it makes Yuan Li more and more pure day by day, and Feng Zhiping is painful and happy.

The autumn leaves fell, the winter wind hit, and when the first snow fell, Feng Zhiping made an appointment with You Shuang'er and a few good brothers to make a hot pot, and he didn't know that at this time, the main peak peak, Wu Benshan left Di Xiantai, with a happy face, but a little confused.

After eating and drinking enough to send off the friends, reminiscing about You Shuang'er's little face that was also ashamed and disgusted, Feng Zhiping climbed into bed step by step, and went to visit Mrs. Zhou.

The clouds were full of the shadows of the two girls, which seriously delayed the process of meeting the old lady Zhou, and finally pulled out his body to play in the thoughtless chaos, and a clear voice interjected annoyingly.

"Come out. ”

The drowsiness was a little lighter, Feng Zhiping turned over, as if he was hallucinating in a dream, and pulled over to cover his head.

Just as he was about to find the path of Zhouzhuang again, a chill suddenly hit his body, as if he was being targeted by a certain wild beast, Feng Zhiping opened his eyes violently, turned over and touched the sword for the first time.

"Who!" Feng Zhiping drank violently, but the sword in his hand could not give him the slightest peace of mind, and the sense of fear became heavier.

"Come out. The other party said it again, his tone was still clear, he didn't distinguish between joy and anger, but it made people unable to refuse.

What's the matter, it's Old Man Wu who wants to me again?

No, could it be that Qiyuantang was annoyed and angry, and sent someone to teach me a lesson?

It's not right, maybe it's the Law Sect Hall, the Hongwu Hall or something that sent someone to teach me a lesson, so that I don't be too ostentatious?

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Zhiping gritted his teeth and walked outside the house, he wanted to see who came to pretend to be a ghost who didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Slowly opened the door, the snow outside the house had already stopped, the ground was smeared with a layer of pale white, a little crystal under the moonlight, and a man in white stood upright, smiling when he saw himself.

The smile was very gentle, and people couldn't help but let down their guard, but Feng Zhiping didn't pay attention to the smiling face that expressed kindness, and only stared at the other party's feet with a pair of eyes. 000 Literature

He could see clearly that the feet seemed to be on the ground, but in fact they were separated by a layer, and this person was floating!

Kamizo?

Concrete?

Or, martial spirits?

Anyway, it's not something you can provoke.

"Servant Feng Buping, meet the seniors!"

Feng Zhiping took a deep breath and bowed his head, but he couldn't bend his leg halfway, and a soft force couldn't refuse to hold him up, and the man's smile became even stronger.

"I heard that your sword is good, come, accompany me for two moves. ”

Feng Zhiping was stunned, and without waiting for refusal, he saw a touch of purple light approaching quickly.

Feeling that the other party had no malicious intent, he was a little relieved, shook off the scabbard with a flick of his wrist, and rushed forward to deal with it.

Zimang is extremely agile, moving with him, but he can only be hard to avoid, and the sword shakes the lotus side attack to borrow strength.

The force was borrowed, it was very heavy, but it was not irresistible, obviously the other party was just a test, and did not use real strength.

couldn't figure out where the other party came from, and seeing Zimang being aggressive, Feng Zhiping had to put aside his distracting thoughts and concentrate on dealing with it.

After ten moves, a touch of appreciation crossed the man's eyes, and it immediately turned into a joke, and he didn't see the movement but only moved his mind, and Zimang's rules changed greatly, forcing Feng Zhiping to retreat in defeat, and a few steps to the corner of the wall.

The gap was too big, Feng Zhiping was full of weakness and wanted to admit defeat, but he saw Zimang suddenly accelerate and go straight to the center of his eyebrows, and at the same time, a strong murderous aura chilled his body.

He's going to kill me?!

In an instant, there was only this thought left in his mind, and he rushed to the side with all his might, and at the same time, the most proficient Feng family sword technique that had been pressing at the bottom of the box was unleashed, and the sword aura in the courtyard was suddenly rampant.

The Feng family sword is the head of Feng Moxiu's collection of hundreds of schools, and it has been improved many times based on his own swordsmanship, and now it is almost complete.

The whole set of swordsmanship has many complex moves, and all the exercises are just the basics.

However, Feng Zhiping was once a cripple in the sky, and he was already a man who could practice the moves, and it was impossible to further simplify the complex, and he had no internal strength to rely on a breath of long qi in his chest, and those extreme trick turns were not enough at all, and forcibly casting them would only make him depressed.

After coming to Diancang Mountain, he would occasionally close the door in the dead of night to practice one or two, but it was always a tiger's den and wolf's den, worried about exposing his traces, he didn't dare to practice more, and now his swordsmanship has not entered much territory, and he can deal with ordinary people, but it is difficult to deal with such an unfathomable old monster in front of him!

The sword moves are frequently delivered, the rhythm is extremely fast, but no matter how fast it is, it is not as fast as Zimang, and gradually he found a very strange thing, Zimang's trajectory is mixed, but he does not have every move to be able to disassemble his own swordsmanship, and also induces himself to use the next move in a forced way, the other party does not seem to be simply teaching, but to see the full set of swordsmanship.

He seems to be very familiar with the Feng Family Sword!

Is he stealing?!

Feng Zhiping woke up instantly, but there was no way to crack it.

If the murderous aura locked in the body is gone, if there is no ghost, switching to other swordsmanship will only expose his flaws and be injured by Zimang, he only hates himself for neglecting to practice swords, so that now the sword is still clear, the words that taught Du Yun at the beginning fell back on him, Feng Zhiping secretly complained.

Strictly speaking, I really don't blame myself, I don't want to be "negligent", but the environment doesn't allow it!

And the other party is too familiar with the Feng family sword, and he can't disrupt the pace if he wants to, so he can only use it step by step like a feeding move, what should I do?

Do you stop immediately to avoid further leakage of swordsmanship, or do you just drag it until what time counts?

Feng Zhiping hesitated, but Zimang suddenly turned back and sank into the man's chest.

A sword hit the air, Feng Zhiping was stunned, slowly put away his sword, and looked at the man in surprise.

What do you mean?

Have you played enough, or are you done stealing?

It's not so easy to learn your own swordsmanship, right, if you don't have a sword, you can understand it at a glance just by looking at it?

"It's worthy of being trained by him himself, and he really bothered a lot of effort on you. The man suddenly laughed, seeing Feng Zhiping's shocked face, his smile became even stronger, "Feng Zhiping, your father, okay?"