The winter solstice is coming, and spring is just beginning.

The Great Zhou world has its own realm and belongs to one heaven and earth, so the climate is a little different from the outside world, but there is not much change in general.

It's just that the winter solstice is a week earlier, and in the eyes of the residents of Taiping City, the winter solstice is like this.

And Xu Baichuan is a little uncomfortable, after all, he is a Liguo person, and he is used to the Liguo Festival, even if he was learning swords in Qingyuan at that time, the winter solstice is also the same day, not so much that he is not adaptable, but that he is homesick.

I miss my relatives every festive season.

Xu Baichuan was an orphan since he was a child, and he didn't know how to survive in Yunzhen, since he didn't, he didn't think about it, what he was thinking about was not his parents and relatives, but his wooden house.

The wooden house has sheltered him from the wind and rain for eighteen years, and even though he has lived in many luxurious places after practicing swords, he still feels that the dilapidated wooden house is at ease.

He wanted to go back and see, and it would be better to drink another jar of cloud tail.

It's just that now he can't go back, and he can't go back, since he held the autumn wind and walked out of Yunzhen, it was very difficult to turn his head back, if he wanted to go back, at least he had to have an achievement in practicing the sword, what an achievement, that is, he could hold the sword and face the heavenly saint.

He knew that this step was very far away, and he wouldn't be able to walk it for hundreds of years, and maybe he would be stuck in front of that threshold, but he still wanted to try, he had already embarked on this path, so he had to go to the top to see the situation, otherwise wouldn't he hold the sword in vain.

Xu Baichuan moved a stool and sat in front of the threshold, looking at the children chasing each other, with a smile.

The children have suffered losses under Xu Baichuan, and they have always remembered him, and they also think that he is a fairy, so no matter how noisy they are, they have never developed towards Xu Baichuan's side.

The children pushed and shoved each other and made noise, giggling and running out for a long distance, without looking at the road, and soon bumped into a person.

The man was not annoyed, but helped the child up, and took out a few sugar cubes from his body and gave them to the child, and the children were very happy to get the candy, and went away happily.

The man reminded the children to be careful about the road, and after receiving a response, he smiled, and then walked towards Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan asked softly, "How long did it take?"

"Half a pillar of incense!"

"Yes, you should be able to go any faster. ”

Hearing this, Feng Cheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly: "Brother Xu, this time he is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and half a stick of incense is already very good, if he is not too light on the enemy, I am afraid that the time can be doubled." ”

Xu Baichuan raised his eyes to look at the rivers and lakes, and said calmly: "You can actually kill him with one sword, and you don't need to spend so many twists and turns, and the reason why you waste half of the incense stick is because you lack courage." ”

Feng Cheng scratched his head and said puzzledly: "Brother Xu, how do you know, that guy is really fierce and vicious, and he has a strong smell of blood on his body, and he uses a mace, he was indeed a little scared when he first saw it, and he was a lot slower to take out the sword, and now I think about it, I do have a chance to kill him with a sword." ”

Xu Baichuan pointed to the rivers and lakes and did not speak.

Jianghu is a spiritual sword, although it can't speak, and it can't turn into a human form, but if you perceive it with sword qi, you can still understand some of its meanings.

For Xu Baichuan, this is just a small measure, and it can't be put on the table.

As a sword cultivator, there is only one sword in his hand, and naturally he has to master the method of communicating with the sword, and every sword cultivator is like this, never an exception.

Feng Cheng also looked at the rivers and lakes in his arms, still scratching his head, at this time, this doubtful young man was a famous kendo master in Taiping City during this time.

There are a lot of souls under the sword, but all of them are Jiangyang thieves and the like, all of them are extremely vicious, they should have died a long time ago, but they didn't want to die, so they wandered to Taiping City, thinking about living in peace, just put it before, it was understandable to do so, but not now.

Because Feng Cheng wants to practice swords, and his way of practicing swords is not to come and go under the watch of the elders like the Sword Sect, but to hold the rivers and lakes in his hands, fight with the people in the rivers and lakes, and sharpen the way of the sword in life and death.

Xu Baichuan took this road, and now he is teaching Feng Cheng to walk together.

There are so many people in the world, there will always be scum.

If you kill with a sword, you can not only punish evil and promote good, but also sharpen your own swordsmanship, killing two birds with one stone.

Originally, Taiping Cheng did not agree to this method, but later Cheng Qing conveyed his own intentions, and all obstacles were solved.

Feng Cheng no longer thought about the dead man, but quickly said, "Brother Xu, I seem to have sensed the sword qi. ”

A serious face.

Xu Baichuan was stunned, and then nodded, indicating that he understood.

The talent is really good, when he practiced swords for more than three months before he realized the sword qi, and it took nearly four months to give birth to the first wisp of sword qi, it was still with the help of the autumn wind, otherwise, it should take longer, and now Feng Cheng has only been practicing the sword for a long time, it is only nearly a month, even if he understands it in the battle of life and death, even if he has his sword qi guidance every day, it is beyond his expectations to be able to perceive the sword qi so quickly.

That must be able to give birth to the first wisp of sword qi soon.

Then he can leave with peace of mind.

He knew that he wouldn't stay here for long, Jing'an Town couldn't keep him, and Taiping City couldn't keep him either.

The road of kendo should have been walking, cutting mountains when encountering mountains, cutting off water when encountering water, killing demons and monsters with a sword, and going all the way until the thorny path he walked out of a road to heaven, and then he might be able to take a rest.

Feng Cheng asked softly, "That, Brother Xu, can you teach me better swordsmanship?"

The words interrupted his thoughts, Xu Baichuan nodded and said yes.

It stands to reason that he should draw his sword and practice swordsmanship at this time, but he didn't do this, but took out a swordsmanship that had been prepared a long time ago from his body and handed it to Feng Cheng, and said at the same time: " The way you want to go is to sharpen in the rivers and lakes, and at the same time kill a piece of your own, so a lot of swordsmanship is not suitable for you, now it may be of some help to you, but in the long run, it will become your constraints, when I was on the sword sect, it has always been in accordance with the rules and regulations of the sword, but I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't taste it, and then I stayed in the Tibetan Sword Building for a few years, and I read most of the books inside, and I realized a truth, although the swordsmanship of others is good, but there is always a framework, no matter how well you practice, you can only reach the point of him, if you want to go further, you need to detach, I can't teach you in the days to come, so you have to rely on yourself, this swordsmanship records a lot, but it's only half a trick, but it's subtle enough, and what you can see from it depends on your understanding. ”

Feng Cheng took it seriously, and soon noticed the meaning of Xu Baichuan's words, and said in amazement: "Brother Xu, do you want to leave?"

Xu Baichuan snorted and didn't say much.

Feng Cheng was a little melancholy for some reason, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't say anything, so he could only sigh and take the sword technique in his hand to practice the sword by himself.

Xu Baichuan still didn't leave the place, and he didn't know when his hand had been holding down the autumn wind.

And beside him, a breath was born out of thin air, blowing his black hair away.

He stood up, looked at the street to the left, held down his sword, and stepped in.

The street is very long, with high walls on both sides, and beyond the high walls, there are buildings, and this street was once rarely stepped on because of the haunted legend.

Xu Baichuan had seen it when he came, and it was all false, and there was nothing strange about it.

Walking slowly in the street, his expression was flat, looking at the big man in the green dress standing in the distance.

Press the sword to stop.

Like a great enemy.

Xu Baichuan is heart fire, the realm is not very low, and he can fight with Lingtong with the sword in his hand.

And what can make him like a great enemy, it can only be higher than Lingtong.

The big man in front of him did not hide his realm at all.

It's a hole, no matter where it is placed, it can be regarded as the mainstay, if it is placed in a small sect, maybe it is directly the head of the sect.

The big man was dressed very strangely, a green skirt with a big hole in the middle, revealing half of his chest, and a tattoo on his chest.

It's a rakshasa.

Not only that, it is clearly the appearance of a big man, but his face is painted with heavy makeup that only a girl with a hook bar can paint, his beard is tied up by leather bands, and he has a weird and unpredictable smile on his face, which is very disgusting.

The big man in the green dress looked at Xu Baichuan who stopped, and giggled: "This must be Xu Baichuan Xu Gongzi, he is really handsome, and he can make the slave family love it." ”

Xu Baichuan frowned, without words, and held his sword tightly.

It's not that he's afraid, in fact, there may be someone who can kill him, but it's definitely not the big man in front of him.

The reason why he frowned was simply because he felt disgusting, anyone who saw a man as tall as an iron tower wearing a green skirt dressed as a hook bar woman would feel disgusting in his heart.

He's no exception.

The person in front of him was disgusting.

Therefore, it should not be a monk of the three sects, it should be a mountain and a wild cultivator.

The big man in the green dress smiled and said: "This little appearance is really good-looking, I am reluctant to kill you to receive the reward, otherwise, you give me the sword, I will abolish your cultivation, and we will be a couple of mandarin ducks who live and live together, what do you think?"

The man in the green dress looked right.

Xu Baichuan still didn't speak, but at this time, the autumn wind couldn't stop trembling, as if he was about to unsheath and kill some disgusting thing in the next moment.

There is a sword aura overflowing, and a strong wind is born in vain, which is very powerful.

Blowing the wind, the big man in the green dress smiled, licked his index finger, and continued: "I don't know why, the slave family likes you when they see you, you can rest assured, the slave family will not kill you, how can you have a spring festival for a while, just taste your taste, how about the sword qi, but it fascinates the slave family." ”

Xu Baichuan could no longer hold back his sword qi, and in an instant, the autumn wind came out of the sheath, and a bright sword light suddenly appeared.

At the same time, the figure swept forward, and soon arrived in front of the big man in the green skirt, and handed a sword to the man's throat.

The sword light in the sky is endless, and the wind is loud, and it is even more impressive.

The offensive was like a raging storm, and at this moment, it seemed that countless swords were attacking, which made people unreal.

The big man in the green dress sighed lightly, revealing a bit of fun, although this sword is not too deadly in his opinion, but it is very murderous, even if it is him, he has to be careful.

The first person of young sword cultivation really deserves his reputation and deserves this title.

He stepped back and stretched out a hand to clench his fist, and a green light appeared on it, carrying a huge force to smash a punch.

The punch was powerful.

smashed on the autumn wind, making a clanging sound, Xu Baichuan's offensive stopped, and he retreated several steps before stopping.

The tiger's mouth in his hand was numb and painful.

Xu Baichuan's face sank like water, took a deep breath, and handed out a sword again.

He is not afraid of the man in the green dress, nor does he think that he will lose, as for the reason, it is simple.

Because his name is Xu Baichuan.

The sword momentum rises again, like an autumn wind passing through, and everything is slaughtered.

The big man in the green dress sighed, a little melancholy, and now it seems that no matter what, the handsome boy in front of him refuses to follow easily, and he refuses to put down his sword, since this is the case, then break his hands and feet.

Anyway, I can't see it when I connect the steel nails in the future.

The man in the green dress said softly: "Young Master Xu, be careful." ”

Before the words fell, he swung his fist and confronted the autumn wind, without retreating.

Xu Baichuan's sword qi skyrocketed, and he resisted this punch so stubbornly.

You must know that he is the fire in the heart, and the man in the green dress is a hole, which is unbelievable to outsiders.

But no matter what, he did it.

The big man in the green dress said regretfully: "Why struggle so much, I won't wronged you with me, I Fu Shi Niang will do what I say." ”

It turns out that the big man in the green dress is called Fu Shi Niang, but all this is not important.

Xu Baichuan didn't care, he only had one thought in his heart, and that was to kill the disgusting thing in front of him.

He took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and the sword qi in the heart lake gushed out wildly, and the sword gang condensed on the autumn wind sword.

Sword Qi and Jian Gang, although they are all condensed by sword qi, they are actually very different, and the most direct embodiment is that Jian Gang is condensed by many sword qi, which is already like substance.

The lethality is taken to the next level!