When he returned to the small courtyard, Feng Cheng was holding the swordsmanship and meditating, obviously trying to find some insights from it to improve his swordsmanship.

It's just that the swordsmanship is trivial, most of them are one-and-a-half moves, and they have nothing to do with each other, like antelopes hanging horns, there is no trace, when Xu Baichuan went out for breakfast, Feng Cheng held the swordsmanship and watched, and now it is the afternoon, he is still deeply trapped in it, as for the swordsmanship he wants, he has no clue at all.

Xu Baichuan didn't bother Feng Cheng, but was going to leave something, he had already promised Lin Shugui to go to the Great Zhou Tiandu to see the Son of Heaven, so he couldn't break his word, and he couldn't delay the layout that Lin Shugui had painstakingly caused, so he couldn't teach Feng Cheng too much, and the method he had thought of in his heart seemed to have to be written on paper.

I worked hard to write, because I already had a draft in my head, and I would write like a god, and many wonderful words would come to life on the paper.

If there is a person who knows the goods to see, the reason is not unusual, these exquisite words are the truth of the predecessors of the sword, mixed with a lot, excluding some that are not suitable for Feng Cheng, and these are written on paper.

In fact, he can not write this, for a sword cultivator, the best understanding is to spend time in the fight, sharpen the way of the sword in life and death, and the swordsmanship and sword theory that he has experienced in this way are the most suitable for himself, but Feng Cheng has not really become a sword cultivator, although he can deal with the first-class masters of the rivers and lakes now, but if he is not careful, he will capsize in the gutter, let alone deal with the monks of the three sects and the large number of mountain and wild cultivators.

This year is not as easy as before, the monks of the three sects are easy, but the sword cultivators are very difficult, and if they can lead the way for a while, they can always avoid a lot of dangers.

About half an hour, Xu Baichuan stopped his pen, looked at the pile of paper in his hand, and did not hand it over to Feng Cheng quickly, but put it away and gave it when he was ready to leave.

As for now, let Feng Cheng think about it more, if he can really find his own way, then these papers will not be needed, but now that he thinks about it, it should be unlikely.

Unless Feng Cheng is a holy son, he can step into the door of cultivation within a month.

Xu Baichuan was thinking about things here, and on the other side, Feng Cheng seemed to see some insights from the half-move swordsmanship, so he pulled out the rivers and lakes and began to swing his sword.

Looking at the tiger and the tiger, he was very generous, but it was full of awkwardness, as if a lot of sword moves were mixed together, like a mess, and he couldn't figure out which side was the head.

The swordsmanship looked awkward, and people were naturally awkward, and not long after waving, Feng Cheng had no choice but to stop, his brows tightly locked, and he felt that it was very undesirable, but he couldn't find a problem.

It's a little melancholy.

Xu Baichuan said loudly at this time: "Although the momentum is sufficient, but the end is not connected, the previous sword you should clearly stab directly, but why do you want to go up, there are many inappropriate steps, you should not step on the right foot when you should step on the left foot......"

The words said a lot, all of which were the shortcomings of Feng Cheng's swordsmanship just now, relying on Xu Baichuan's profound knowledge, it was easy to see this.

Listening carefully to his mistakes, Feng Cheng knew that this was rare, so he refused to let go of a word, and after listening to it, he began to hold the swordsmanship and began to look through it.

Xu Baichuan shook his head, walked up to him, and said softly: "Half-move swordsmanship, the reason why it is half-move, is that I want you not to stick to the move, but to take its essence and remove its dross. ”

Feng Cheng nodded, and asked rather melancholy: "It's just that these are all one-and-a-half moves, and they are not connected, and it is too difficult to see a set of your own." ”

Xu Baichuan didn't feel embarrassed at all, but said seriously: "I'll come, you see." ”

So soon, this famous young sword cultivator came out with a sword according to the swordsmanship that Feng Cheng had practiced before.

He didn't use his sword qi, but between flying up and down, it was very cold, reflecting on Feng Cheng's body, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Compared with Feng Cheng's previous thoughtslessness, Xu Baichuan was much smoother, one move and one style, like a wild goose returning south, unstoppable, and like willow catkins drifting snow, they were all raised, sprinkling a large piece of sword light.

When the sword was collected, Feng Cheng was still in the shock of the swordsmanship, unable to extricate himself.

This is a swordsmanship that he kneaded with one move and one style, which took a lot of painstaking work and could not exert any power in his hands, but after Xu Baichuan's improvement, it was so lethal.

Compared with people, there is actually a big gap.

Feng Cheng came back to his senses, took a deep breath of cold air, and after lifting his spirits, he began to study again.

And this time Xu Baichuan didn't say anything, but went back to the house to rest.

His injuries weren't really healed.

......

......

Seven days later.

Xu Baichuan moved two stools and put them under the eaves, sat on one of them, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Not long after, Cheng Yuqing came to step on the snow with a fan.

Today, I am wearing a white dress, stepping on the snow, and the jade fan, which is very literati.

This scholar who got a great opportunity was very happy, and the joy on his face was visible to the naked eye.

Sitting on that stool, Cheng Yuqing was still smiling.

But think about it, without warning was hit by a saint's manuscript, anyone will be very anxious, if you come to have a straightforward temperament, maybe you have to go to the ancestral tomb, say two words about the ancestor apparition.

Xu Baichuan opened his eyes, looked at Cheng Yuqing with a happy face, and said softly: "Why are you so happy?"

Cheng Yuqing didn't hide it, but told Xu Baichuan the matter very straightforwardly, and as for why he was so decisive, it was entirely because Xu Baichuan was a sword cultivator, and he only had a three-foot long sword in his eyes, and he couldn't look down on the sage's manuscript, so it didn't hurt to say it.

Xu Baichuan nodded, with a smile on his face, Cheng Yuqing was his friend, and he was naturally happy to get the benefits.

The two chatted with each other for a while, and told a lot of anecdotes, and it is good to read more books, no matter what they talk about, they are handy.

If it weren't for Cheng Yuqing's dare, even the heavenly saints could talk about it.

Cheng Yuqing asked curiously: "What about Feng Cheng's kid, you won't let him punish the evil and promote the good again, right?"

Xu Baichuan nodded and said calmly: "Experience more dangers, and the road will be much easier in the future." ”

Cheng Yuqing shook his head and pretended to sigh, "You, aren't you afraid that he will miss for a while and lose some parts of himself?"

Xu Baichuan's expression was still the same, "The road was chosen by himself, and he will suffer whatever the consequences are." ”

Cheng Yuqing sighed: "No wonder your sword cultivation is like a weed, I thought it was the spring breeze blowing and growing, but I didn't expect that it was a thousand hardships and tenacity, it is indeed unusual." ”

Xu Baichuan was noncommittal, the path he chose must be completed no matter what, otherwise what would he do with a sword?

Xu Baichuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "After I leave, I want to ask you to look at Feng Cheng, just keep him from dying." ”

This remark was very abrupt, Cheng Yuqing heard it in his ears, he was stunned, and asked suspiciously: "Taiping City is on the border of Guanzhou, it is difficult to see people after you go out, there are two hundred miles of barren land from the nearest Yuezhou, and it is ice and snow at this time, why do you go out?"

Xu Baichuan's expression is still the same, he can't say much about Lin Shugui's matter, not that he doesn't believe Cheng Yuqing, but he doesn't want to involve him, you must know that in the end, it is the Great Zhou Tianzi who has to face, it is rumored that the Tianzi is moody, if it is not good, the consequences will be difficult to predict.

The most intuitive embodiment of the Great Zhou Tianzi is to deprive a person of luck, and the practice of the three religions, luck is also the top priority, the more the better, not the less, the better.

"I'm going to leave here to do something, the consequences are unpredictable, and it's not suitable to take Feng Cheng with me. ”

Cheng Yuqing didn't think too much about it, but thought that this sword cultivator might have discovered some enemies and didn't want to involve them, so after thinking for a while, he should come down.

It's not that hard to look at one person.

Cheng Yuqing just paused for a moment, and soon couldn't hold back his thoughts and asked, "If Feng Cheng dies, what will happen to you?"

Xu Baichuan sighed slightly, he has arranged so much so now, in the final analysis, he wants Feng Cheng to grow faster, to the point where he can independently deal with most of the troubles in the world, but if he really dies, it is not unacceptable, or that sentence, embarking on this road, life and death are unpredictable.

The two talked for a long time, basically finalizing the path Feng Cheng would take in the future, with Cheng Yuqing watching from the side, there should be no major problems, and as a reward, Xu Baichuan gave Cheng Yuqing a booklet.

Cheng Yuqing is very knowledgeable, and when she saw this booklet, she couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and said in a very uncertain tone: "This is a saint's manuscript, how can you have it?"

He couldn't help but be unconcerned, he thought that if he could see the saint's manuscript once, he would have a great chance, but he didn't expect that the chances would come one after another, so that he couldn't figure out whether this was a dream or reality for a while.

When did the saint do it so easily?

Xu Baichuan thought about it, but decided to tell him, so as not to keep this scholar in doubt, so he said: "The scholar who died in the Sword Sect actually left a lot of good things, which is a treasure for you, but in the eyes of Jian Xiu, there is no difference between it and a large mass of waste paper, and I can find that it is also a coincidence, that is, when I occasionally turn over to look for a book, I see that this booklet is cushioned in the corner of the cabinet, and I take it out out of curiosity, and I take it with me when I go down the mountain, and I plan to give it to a certain reader who is close to you, and then it will be in your hands." ”

The words were very relaxed, but Cheng Yuqing didn't think so, she was heartbroken, looking at the obvious dents on the booklet, and she wanted to cry without tears.

This is a saint's manuscript, tearing off a page at will, it can be fought over by countless people, and maybe a few lives will be wasted, but in your hands, it has become a cabinet foot, which is very unreasonable.

Putting away his expression and solemnly putting away the booklet, Cheng Yuqing suddenly felt relaxed, and the road was promising.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see each other, but he has two manuscripts of saints, and it is difficult for him to think about it in the long run.

Maybe with the help of these two saint manuscripts, you might still be able to stand in front of that threshold.

The Holy Son relied on his natural luck, and he Cheng Yuqing relied on chance from the sky.

At the same time, he was extremely glad that he decided at that time, so he wanted to spend more time on Feng Cheng.

People don't seem to be able to stand the longing, Cheng Yuqing was thinking about how to take care of Feng Cheng, and it didn't take long for Feng Cheng to come back on the snow.

There is a good smell of blood on his body, not only his opponent, but also his own.

Feng Cheng was injured and stabbed in the chest, which was not serious, but the pain was unbearable.

Feng Cheng looked at Xu Baichuan, walked in front of him, scratched his head, and whispered embarrassedly, "Brother Xu, I'm injured." ”

Xu Baichuan was a little helpless, he had said what would happen if Feng Cheng was injured, but now it has worked, and it is really ingenious.

He stood up, looked at the wound, and stretched out his hand to wipe it, which soon coalesced into a scar, and the unbearable pain dissipated.

Xu Baichuan didn't ask Feng Cheng how he was injured, but just told him to pay attention next time.

Feng Cheng nodded, walked to his room, and changed his clothes.

When he came out again, before he could stand firmly, Xu Baichuan said that he was leaving.

Feng Cheng sighed, asked the same question as Cheng Yuqing, and said that he would follow Xu Baichuan together.

And this time it was not Xu Baichuan who answered him, but Cheng Yuqing.

Cheng Yuqing is a scholar in the end, and her mouth is really powerful, and it didn't take long to dispel Feng Cheng's intention to leave with him.

Feng Cheng was actually very reluctant to Xu Baichuan in his heart, although Xu Baichuan did not explicitly accept him as an apprentice, but in his eyes, he was a righteous master, not only avenged him, but also helped him take a sword and embark on the way of the sword, and his status in his heart was very high.

Feng Cheng was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Brother Xu, when will you be able to come back after you leave?"

Xu Baichuan shook his head and said the same words as the last time he was separated from someone.

Maybe you will see it, or you may not see it.

The Great Zhou world is too big, and if you don't deliberately look for each other in the vast sea of people, trying to find someone is like looking for a needle in the bottom of the sea, so the Great Zhou people are rarely different.

When was the last time you were with someone?

It's been almost a month, I don't know how Miss Anana is?

Xu Baichuan sighed slightly, and was in a trance for a moment.

After coming back to his senses, he thought that he should also hand over some things to Feng Cheng, so he took out a storage magic weapon.

Feng Cheng naturally took it, and did not look at it for the first time, but put it in his arms.

He could roughly guess what was inside, Xu Baichuan's actions over the past few days had not been hidden from him, he had doubts before, but now they were all solved.

Feng Cheng looked at Xu Baichuan, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said with an idea in his heart: "Brother Xu, I want to have a drink with you." ”

Xu Baichuan nodded, did not refuse, and said a good word.

Feng Cheng immediately turned his head to Cheng Yuqing, and Cheng Yuqing readily agreed.

So the three of them left the courtyard and went to a restaurant.

On the way, the three of them were silent, not because they couldn't speak, but because they felt that it was enough to talk like this.

After half of the incense, the two arrived in front of a restaurant, and before they could make a sound, they were invited to the private room by the sharp-eyed shopkeeper, and it didn't take long for a table of wine and food to be served, as if they had been prepared in advance.

Feng Cheng was a little restless.

Cheng Yuqing dispelled his doubts and explained why it was so fast, the most intuitive reason is that this restaurant belongs to the Taiping Inn.

Cheng Yuqing is a young owner.

Therefore, the food and wine are all good.

Feng Cheng drank the least of this meal, but he was the most drunk, and he was already talking nonsense in the back of the wine jar, saying a lot of trivial things.

As for Xu Baichuan and Cheng Yuqing, although they drank a lot of wine, because they were monks, no matter how seriously drunk they were, they would sober up as soon as they breathed, so when it was time to go back, it was Xu Baichuan who carried the drunk and unconscious Feng Cheng back.

Cheng Yuqing, on the other hand, said that it was dark and the road was far away, so he came back with him.

In fact, where is the road far away after dark, but there is something to ask.

Put Feng Cheng on the bed and cover the quilt, Xu Baichuan walked out of the room, came to the courtyard, and saw Cheng Yuqing who was drinking and appreciating the snow.

Cheng Yuqing stretched out his hand and threw Xu Baichuan a small jar of wine, and said, "Are you still alive this time?"

The reader guessed some, but it wasn't accurate.

Xu Baichuan was noncommittal, and said seriously: "Yes!"

There is only one word, but it is categorical and unquestionable.

Cheng Yuqing smiled dumbly, patted her forehead, and didn't ask any more, just quietly drank with Xu Baichuan.

There's a lot to say, and it's all in the wine.

The two teenagers enjoy the moon and drink, which is a very good scenery.

In a short time, the wine ran out.

With a slight shake, the jar turns into ashes and drifts away in the wind.

Cheng Yuqing pretended to joke: "Sleepy, sleep." ”

Xu Baichuan glanced at him and didn't make any moves, the meaning was very obvious, since you are sleepy, go to sleep.

Cheng Yuqing laughed, this time she really went back to her room to sleep.

Xu Baichuan was silent, still standing in the courtyard.

But it didn't take long for snow to fall from the sky, and it was very large, and soon enveloped the courtyard.

There is only an exception to the place where Xu Baichuan is located.

Xu Baichuan pulled out the autumn wind on his waist, stroked it with his fingers from the bottom up, and then closed his eyes and communicated the sword spirit and the sword immortal sword qi in the autumn wind.

When he opened his eyes, a strange scene occurred, the huge Taiping City, no matter where it was, the wind and snow suddenly stopped, and it floated in the sky.

Many people saw this spectacle and speculated.

But it wasn't long before they were speechless.

An incomparably majestic sword aura suddenly appeared.

The entire Taiping City fell into dead silence in an instant.

And the reason for all this is that I don't know when an old man stood at the door, and the old man also exuded momentum, but compared to the autumn wind at this time, it was very insignificant.

The old man was dressed as a warlock, covered with fur, and holding a bone staff in his hand, which was very nondescript.

This is a Yamasawa no Shu.

It's because the big man in the green dress came, and there is also a tattoo on the chest of this figure, which is also a rakshasa, and it seems that he wants to avenge his companions.

It's just that what the old man didn't expect was that Xu Baichuan would be so strong.

The old man's face was frightened and trembling, not happy, but afraid.

In his eyes, Xu Baichuan is a giant sword that can cut through all things in heaven and earth, and now he wants to face him, which makes him regret it very much.

Regret shouldn't be here, regret shouldn't be revenge, and regret why the man in the green dress provoked this person?

This is the Heart Fire Sword Cultivation, it is clearly the Heavenly Gate Great Sword Cultivation!

The old man's realm is not bad, he has reached enlightenment, and he is serving as a great elder in the sect where he is located.

But in the face of Xu Baichuan, who had already stimulated the sword qi of the Sword Immortal, it was still not enough.

The old man's face was huddled, and he asked in horror, "Can you spare my life?"