When the air waves dissipated, the originally quiet bamboo garden was full of broken bamboo branches and broken bamboo leaves. At this time, Yin Qingcai saw Lan Feng Jianzun sitting in front of the bamboo house without any hindrance.

Following Yin Qing's gaze, Lan Feng Jianzun was not wearing armor at the moment like he was in the Wanbao Pavilion that day, but was casually wearing a loose and ordinary linen shirt. The strong chest is also exposed, and you can see the scars of different shades. Standing barefoot, he held two bamboo knots of different lengths in his hands, and it seemed that he was using the harmony of this object to test himself.

This originally picturesque courtyard was destroyed because of the visit of the younger generation, which made Yin Qing inevitably feel a little unhappy. After all, Yin Qing is demanding, and his words are more measured, for fear of making Lan Feng Jianzun dislike.

Hearing this, Lan Feng Jianzun put down the bamboo in his hand, smiled faintly, and said: "It is often said that heroes have been born since ancient times, and the deity originally didn't believe it, but now it seems that there is really a young hero in front of him. Then the conversation changed, with a slight scrutiny, and asked Yin Qing with a smile: "Little brother came this time, or for the Thousand-faced Fox's Neidan, right?"

"Exactly, Yin Qing also hopes that Lan Feng Jianzun will cut his love, if Jianzun is useful in the future, as long as he is on the right path, Yin Qing will never shirk. ”

Since Lan Feng Jianzun had already made his words straightforward, Yin Qing did not pretend to be false, and said bluntly with his fists.

Lan Feng Jianzun picked up a thin bamboo that was more than three feet long, looked at it and was very satisfied, and unhurriedly cleaned up the inconsequential branches and leaves on it with his hands: "Then do you know why the deity needs so many Thousand-Faced Fox Inner Dan?"

"The younger generation doesn't know. ”

Yin Qing, who didn't expect this question, was stunned on the spot, shook his head after a while, and could only answer truthfully.

"This Thousand-Faced Fox's Inner Dan can confuse people's minds and make people fall into their own demons. However, there are two sides to everything, and the deity has found that it is best to sharpen his sword heart with this thousand-faced fox's inner dan. If the little brother sincerely wants a thousand-faced fox's inner dan, why don't we exchange it and serve as a sword test stone for the deity, how about it?"

The thin bamboo in Lan Feng Sword Venerable's hand had already been cleaned up, and the smooth bamboo knots were pointing at Yin Qing without the slightest inappropriateness. From a distance, Lan Feng Sword Venerable seemed to be holding a cyan long sword in his hand.

"Since Lan Feng Jianzun has said everything about this, then Yin Qing has no choice but to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman!"

Yin Qing picked up a thin bamboo from the ground in a similar way, cleaned it up in three or two times, and responded to the battle.

"Please!"

"Please!"

After a moment of greetings, the courtyard was silent for a while, and I saw a middle-aged barefoot man in a linen shirt and a young man in a black robe, each holding a thin bamboo, looking at each other. It seems to be concentrating on finding the flaws of the other party, and it seems that he is constantly secretly accumulating strength, preparing for a thunderous blow.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Yin Qing only felt as if he was looking up at a rising mountain. Lan Feng's sword venerable momentum continued to gather, pressing more and more heavily like a mountain, but he himself was as steady as a mountain, and there was no flaw to be found. This made Yin Qing at this moment have to brew a sword. Because he knew that if he delayed for a long time, he might even lose the courage to draw his sword under this mountain-like momentum, and he would be directly defeated.

"Look at the sword!"

Yin Qing moved! At a distance of ten steps, the thin bamboo was like a dragon probe, light and sharp, and before even the sound of breaking the air was heard, the thin bamboo had already stabbed in front of Lan Feng Sword Venerable.

"Good time!"

Lan Feng Sword Venerable did not dodge or avoid Yin Qing's sword, and even held the sword to meet it head-on. Unlike Yin Qing's direct stab, Lan Feng Jianzun's fine bamboo gently took advantage of the situation, and this single action blocked all the ways of Yin Qing's fine bamboo, and even forced him to change his tricks to save him. Yin Qing hurriedly dodged and let go, and he was able to dodge Lan Feng's sword venerable, which seemed to be a slow and fast thin bamboo. Lan Feng Jianzun did not pursue, and stood in place, as if waiting for Yin Qing to launch the next round of offensive.

At this time, the two of them did not use their spiritual power, and only relied on sword moves to compete, judging from the confrontation in the first round, Yin Qing was obviously not as experienced as Lan Feng Sword Venerable.

After the first round of temptation, Yin Qing also knew where the gap between himself and Lan Feng Sword Venerable was. Experience can only be polished in continuous actual combat, and if you want to fight with Lan Feng Sword Venerable at this moment, you have to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses. Thinking about it, only the single-mindedness and dual-purpose in the Chong Void Method can come in handy!

Yin Qing stepped on it with his foot, shaking up all the bamboo joints scattered on the side, and then shot towards Lan Feng Sword Venerable. He followed closely behind the bamboo in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Bah!Bah!"

Lan Feng Jianzun seemed to have already understood Yin Qing's methods, and walked leisurely through the bamboo knots in the sky, playing back and forth with the thin bamboo in his hand, and easily bounced the bamboo knots that were shot away, with a very calm expression.

"Poof!"

Yin Qing in mid-air held the thin bamboo in his hand and collided with the thin bamboo in Lan Feng Jianzun's hand, and the two wrestled with each other at this time, almost tightly together. It's now! Yin Qing took advantage of this gap in the fight, and the left hand behind his back suddenly stabbed out. There was also a thin bamboo in his hand, attacking the Lan Feng Sword Venerable who was close at hand with lightning speed.

"Bang!"

Yin Qing, who thought he had succeeded, was kicked upside down by Lan Feng Jianzun, and broke several remaining bamboo branches in a row before he stopped his body and staggered to his feet.

"Whew!"

Yin Qing let out a breath of depression in his chest, and quickly recalled the moment when the two of them made a move just now. Obviously, Lan Feng Sword Venerable didn't notice anything in advance, why was he able to twist his body at the same time between the lightning and flint of the sword in his left hand, and then kicked out the old power in the air that had exhausted the new power and had not yet been born.

"Little brother has a question in his heart?"

Lan Feng Jianzun, who was standing in place, saw that Yin Qing seemed to be puzzled, and couldn't help but ask.

"Please also ask Lan Feng Sword Venerable to give me advice!"

Being able to relieve the confusion in his heart in time is a rare opportunity to improve, and Yin Qing is of course happy to ask for advice.

Lan Feng Jianzun walked slowly and said eloquently: "The Chong Xuan Dan Ling Zheng Method is the unique method of the Hongmeng Academy, and there is this multi-purpose method in this Chong Xuan Method. However, the Hongmeng Academy pays attention to controlling the sword with qi, unlike the way of my Dust Sword Sect to control the sword with strength. Therefore, your multi-purpose method requires the flying sword to be powerful, and it is impossible to guard against it. As for fighting with a sword, it's still a little worse after all. ”

"I know how to control the sword with qi, senior Lan Feng, so what is the sword with strength?"

"It's like this!"

The momentum of the Lan Feng Sword Venerable who came slowly was like a rainbow, as if colliding with the mountain, and the bamboo branch slashed down at Yin Qing's head. For a while, Yin Qing only felt that the world around him had darkened, and only the green bamboo shadow in front of him lit up.

"Click!"

The thin bamboo in Yin Qing's hand broke off in response! Yin Qing's right hand abandoned the bamboo, and his left hand quickly blocked it, which was also irreversible.

"Bell!"

When there was no room for it, Yin Qing had to bow forward to the side and pull out the broadsword from behind him, resisting the unstoppable thin bamboo of Lan Feng's sword venerable. Where is the shadow of the bamboo at this moment, and even a fine line is cut on the broadsword.

"To control the sword with strength, the sword in the hand is all, whether it is facing the method or combat skills, you can rely on the sword in your hand to resist it. My body is the body of the sword, and my way is the way of the sword!"

The thin bamboo sword in Lan Feng Sword Venerable's hand was faster than a sword, and the energy brought up cut Yin Qing's black robe through the Dao gap, revealing the Dao brilliance of the cloud silk jade clothes. And Yin Qing can only continue to rely on the broadsword to resist at this moment.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

Yin Qing couldn't tell how many Lan Feng Sword Venerable's attacks he had received in a moment, he only felt that the bamboo shadow was like a sword shadow, and he couldn't breathe as the sword shadow pressed continuously and quickly. At this moment, Yin Qing could only fight and retreat, hoping to get a moment of respite. However, Lan Feng Sword Venerable's offensive was surging in hot pursuit like a tidal wave, making him hold his breath and resist.

"Click!"

Yin Qing, who had already retreated to the edge of the courtyard and had no way to retreat, once again resisted the sword and received a blow from Lan Feng Jianzun, this broadsword that had accompanied Yin Qing from the Hongmeng Academy Palace for more than a year finally couldn't withstand this force, and let out a wail, cracking!

"That's all for today, little brother, let's go into the house. ”

Unexpectedly, Lan Feng Jianzun's offensive that was about to win came to an abrupt end, and after leaving a sentence, he left Yin Qing and turned away. Yin Qing, who was already sweating, was still holding the sword in place in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The furnishings in Lan Feng Jianzun's house are also extremely simple, with a wooden table, a few futons, and a wall cabinet full of bamboo slips. Other than that, there was nothing, and it was not at all obvious that it was the person in charge of the affairs of the Dust Sword Sect in the Yongning Mansion.

"Zhuo'er, serve tea!"

Lan Feng Jianzun sat down cross-legged and greeted him.

At this time, a young man came out of the back room with a tray of tea in both hands, approached in front of him, and handed the tea to Lan Feng Jianzun and Yin Qing respectively.

"Master, please use tea!"

"This senior brother, please use tea!"

Yin Qing looked at the young man in front of him who seemed to be sixteen or seventeen years old, and at the same time, the young man was also secretly looking at Yin Qing. The young man after serving the tea walked up to Lan Feng Jianzun and stood still, smiling kindly at Yin Qing.

"Little brother, let me introduce you, this is my inferior apprentice, Fang Zhuo. ”

Lan Feng Jianzun first said to Yin Qing, then turned sideways, and introduced to Fang Zhuo behind him: "The person sitting opposite the master is the senior disciple of the Hongmeng Academy, Yin Qing. is the same age as you, but your strength is extraordinary, and you can be called a senior brother. ”

"Fang Zhuo of the Dust Sword Sect, I have seen Senior Brother Yin Qing!"

The young man also respectfully saluted Yin Qing with his fists in front of Lan Feng Jianzun.

"Zai Xia is just an outcast of the Hongmeng Academy, and he deserves such praise from Lan Feng's predecessors. Yin Qing has seen Senior Brother Fang Zhuo!"

Yin Qing, whose hands had not eased up yet, was still trembling with a wry smile.