"Gone like a meteor!" a clear voice sounded.

As soon as he entered the rather delicate courtyard, a man in white walked sideways, holding a sword with one hand and stabbing forward quickly. "Huh~" The sword body pierced through the air and there was a buzzing sound, and the sound did not stop, and the man in white stabbed back with the same sword.

"Gone sideways!" shouted the man in white.

The sword move was only halfway back to stab, and suddenly the castration turned suddenly, and the sword was slanted from the bottom to the left, and the end was urgent and dangerous, like evil and charming.

"With the wind and leaves, I don't see the waves spinning!"

The man in white read in his mouth, his steps quickened, he turned over and jumped up a few feet, swooping down from a high place, and the long sword in his hand quickly stabbed and swirled, and there was almost no trace to follow.

"Second master, your swordsmanship is really getting sharper!" next to the rockery in the courtyard, a middle-aged man with a long beard and black clothes approached the man in white and praised it sincerely. The man in white put his sword into the sheath and laughed at himself, "Hey, it's just blind practice, but it's a joke for you." ”

"Second master, you are really too modest. Your swordsmanship is the beginning of the achievement, but it has been seen its essence, although the subordinates are not aware of the strength of the sidelines, but also can see that this swordsmanship changes the trick bizarrely, hidden in the move, the sword move comes and goes without a trace, when the enemy can attack it unprepared, so that the enemy is tired of self-defense. With a little supplementation, it can't be compared with the Star Picking Sword Technique, and it is not far from each other!"

"Haha, Anbei, your sycophant kung fu is no worse than the kung fu on your hands!" the man in white laughed.

This man in white is An Ruqing, the second son of An Wuyu, the master of the Star Picking Pavilion, who was sent to the capital by the old pavilion master at this time to take charge of northern affairs, and is the third person in the Star Picking Pavilion. The Anbei in his mouth is the northern protector of the Quartet Protector of the Star Pavilion, and he has been following An Wuyu for many years, and it can be said that he has watched An Ruqing grow up. The two walked slowly and sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion in the courtyard.

"What time is this, come to me too, what's the matter?" An Ruqing's expression jumped away, and he asked An Bei with a fake smile and a smile.

An Bei obviously knew his consistent personality for a long time, so he didn't care, and said softly, "The South Gang is here?"

"Oh?" An Ruqing was interested when he heard this, and while wiping his hands with a handkerchief, he asked, "Is He Zan here?"

An Bei was speechless and explained, "No, it's Cui Fang, the master of the Southern Gang Juyi Hall, who came." ”

"Hey, this He Zhan is calm, what kind of shelf is there at this time?" An Ruqing threw the brocade pa on the copper plate, feeling a little disappointed, and asked, "What does the Nanbang want? How much silver did you use?" I thought I could see how deflated this big man looked, but I didn't think about it. Anbei took out a small letter fold from his sleeve pocket, and saw three words written on it: Please post. An Ruqing took it, put it on the stone table after reading it, and muttered, "It seems that He Zan also knows in his heart that eighty percent of this waste son is gone, but what did he spend these fifty thousand taels of silver to do?

Anbei said with a smile, "Maybe it's because these huge rich families have a lot of money and have nowhere to go!" Second master, He Zhan's status in the rivers and lakes is not light, He Hengyue came to the capital on the third day, our people stared at him, what He Zhan wanted, we know and understand." He Zan laughed after hearing this, "Haha, then tomorrow will restore what they asked for." Then he said hatefully, "I didn't know that this news comprador was so profitable, hey, what kind of restaurant and inn business are you going to take!" A look of regret was too late, quite funny.

On this day, He Zhan's heart was like a stone, and he was not very happy, and he always wanted to get the "Incident Post" of Xingge as soon as possible. "Heng Yue, as a father, I don't care about the many ridiculous and foolish things you did in the past, I hope you just have fun outside, forget to come back, and you are still safe and happy at the moment!

At three o'clock, there was a rush of footsteps in the courtyard outside the hall, and He Zan knew that Cui had come to it. "Helper, there's an echo. Cui stood still in front of He Zhan, took out a letter from his sleeve pocket, bowed down and presented it to He Zhan with both hands, and said, "This is the 'Incident Poster' sent by the Star Picking Pavilion, please take a look." He Zan quickly took the wax yellow envelope, and saw that it was sealed with fire paint, and there were three words on the front: Something else, open it and take a look, there are only sixteen words on the white paper: Under the cliff of the apse of the Immortal Hall of the Immortal Peak of Yushan Zhenwuguan.

After He Zan finished reading it, his mind was heavy, and he felt dizzy and unstoppable, his hands were clenched, the paper formed a ball in his palm, and white smoke gradually came out of his fist. "Yue'er, no matter who does it, his father will definitely be able to find him out, even if he gives up this life, he will also avenge you!" He Zhan's eyes were red, his eyes were cloudy with tears, and he swore in a trembling voice. After speaking, he slowly spread out his palm, and the paper ball in his right palm had turned into ashes and floated down. Cui Xinzhong, who was standing on the side, was shocked, and he didn't know that the helper's Jinyang Wuhezhang had been practiced to such a state, and he trembled and didn't dare to speak. "Under the cliff of the True Martial Martial Immortal Palace, go pick up the young gang master, go back, come back!" He Zan closed his eyes lightly, his eyelids were still shaking, and he said miserably. Cui Xinzhong had expected that most of the young helpers were no longer alive, and when he saw that the helper looked like this at this time, he naturally understood, and he didn't ask too much, answered "yes", and quietly retreated.

"Zhenwuguan?Zhan Wei, you old bull nose, isn't it your hand?" He Zan guessed in his heart, "I'm afraid it won't be that simple." What reason does the True Martial Mind have to attack Heng Yue? If it wasn't the True Martial Arts, who would it be?" He Zan only felt that his heart was painful and chaotic, and he was unprecedentedly confused.

Qing Xuan sat cross-legged and asked Mei Yuanchen, who was sitting opposite, with a look of expectation in his eyes, "How? How many acupuncture points does the internal qi follow?" Mei Yuanchen opened his eyes, collected his luck, and replied, "Master, the disciple has luck with the hands of the Taiyin Lung Sutra, the Hand Sun Small Intestine Sutra, the Hand Yin Pericardial Sutra, the Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Sutra, the Hand Shao Yin Heart Sutra, the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian and the Feet and Feet Shaoyang Gall Sutra, and the Foot Yin and Liver Meridian to the Ququan Acupoint of the Right Foot, a total of 278 acupoints. Qing Xuan nodded slightly and said, "Not bad!" In fact, what Qing Xuan felt in his heart was more than satisfaction. The speed of the young apprentices' cultivation here is really hard to guess. It has only been half a month since the teaching, and the acupuncture points of the twelve meridians have been penetrated, and within an hour, the internal qi runs two hundred and seventy-eight acupoints, and the benefits are really a thousand miles a day. At present, although the internal qi in his body is thin, at this moment, the meridians are clear, and the method is also familiar, and it is only a matter of time before the internal force accumulates and deepens.

"I should have given you at night, but I thought that you would have to go back to the palace tonight, so I told you to come to Shen Shi in advance. Is there any inconvenience?" It is the fifteenth day, it is the day of February, and the superintendent of the hospital will be suspended for two days after tomorrow, and the students will return to their homes one after another. Mei Yuanchen hurriedly said, "Master, what's the inconvenience! You can practice martial arts with Master, it's cheap anytime and anywhere." The color of gratitude and reverence in his eyes was unmistakable.