Bu is a little embarrassed, he was sent by his parents to Hengjianmen to learn art since he was a child, and what he saw and learned was orthodox swordsmanship and proper etiquette. The sword competition is an exchange between swordsmen, there is an introduction and momentum before the competition, and there are comments and closing at the end of the competition. He had never seen the closing style that Fu Hao demonstrated, but he felt that something was not good intuitively.

"Brother Fu, I don't know what is the point of this set of closing movements?, why do I think something is not very good......" Bu Mingming asked in a low voice.

Fu Hao said solemnly: "Brother Bu, please rest assured, there is nothing wrong with my move. This is the result of more than 20 years of painstaking research, which cannot be summarized except for domineering, can not be expressed except for shock, and cannot be described except for chic. I asked the hexagram gods day and night to observe the heavens, and finally got a name that suited it best—"

Fu Hao's expression was solemn, as if he was talking about a shocking secret.

"Fight-potential-hexagram-thunderbolt-finger!"

"Shhh Although he didn't understand what these five words meant, each word was amazing, and the combination must be extraordinary!

Fu Hao sighed, and then said: "It's a pity that creation makes people. Although I have obtained this kind of domineering style, I do not have the martial arts commensurate with it. I thought I was going to bury it, but today, I met you!"

Fu Hao was a little excited: "Your Shaolang Sword is extremely mysterious and domineering, and in time, it will surely become famous in the world, and it is the best martial art that matches the Fighting Hexagram Thunderbolt Finger!"

"It's my life's wish, but I can't force you, if you don't want to, then stop it. Fu Hao said with a lonely expression.

When Bu Mingming saw Fu Hao like this, the guilt and remorse in his heart directly overshadowed that intuition.

Brother Fu is righteous and chivalrous. Helping in the front, selfless preaching in the middle, and patiently passing on the art last, and this method is half his life's work, and now he teaches me this new acquaintance without reservation. I...... How can I have doubts, and how can I not fulfill Brother Fu's wish?

Thinking of this, Bu Mingming, who was as pure as a blank piece of paper, bowed deeply to Fu Hao with tears in his eyes, and his tone no longer had the slightest doubt.

"Brother Fu, rest assured, in the future, this Dou Momentum Hexagram Thunderbolt Finger and my Shaolang Sword will be one, I will say one thing before using the sword, and practice one set after the competition, it will definitely make it famous all over the world!"

Fu Hao smiled happily when he heard this, and took out the wine gourd again.

"This is a good brother! I look forward to the day when the rivers and lakes are full of your legends, come, for the arrival of that day, take another sip of wine!"

Bu Mingming also seemed to be open-minded, took a big sip of the wine gourd, and saw Fu Hao feel distressed for a while.

"Hey, Brother Fu, you ...... How did you become two? No...... No, it's three, haha!"

After Bu Mingming drank this sip, the whole person began to sway.

"Sake is good, but don't be greedy. This sentence that Fu Hao put on his lips is actually not an exaggeration. The average person can take a sip at most when they first come into contact with it, and no matter how much they are, they can't suppress the power of alcohol. And Bu was famous for not talking about sake when he was in Hengjian Gate, he hadn't even touched the wine, he had already taken a sip just now, and he had added a lot of internal strength and true qi, so he was barely drunk. Now that I've taken another big sip, I naturally can't suppress my drunkenness.

Bu Mingming muttered a few more times, what is the head of the horizontal sword, what is the Qingfeng sword technique, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Fu Hao laughed dumbly, he forgot that Bu Mingming had drunk it just now.

After taking the sake gourd and taking a sip of it himself, the law of two sips of sake obviously did not work for him.

In fact, the reason why he helped Bu to become famous, firstly, as he said, Bu Mingming's understanding of swordsmanship is quite extraordinary; second, this Bu is obviously not deeply involved in the world, and it is an interesting thing to communicate with such a person with a child's heart; third, he is also a little curious about Hengjianmen, and he may have to contact this mysterious sword head sect in the world in the future, and Bu Mingming is a good bridge......

"Tianmen Mountain...... Shenji Pavilion ......" Looking at the vast river, Fu Hao muttered to himself.

He looked east along the river bank, where there was a tall and steep mountain, and the Chu River flowed eastward to meet it.

Relying on the natural danger of the railing, looking at the color, like the gate to the sky, hiding the infinite secret.

There are two words on the letter of the divine machine, and there are many names in ancient and modern articles.

There is Tianmen Mountain.

Thinking of this, Fu Hao took advantage of the moonlight and walked towards the east.

......

In the early morning of the next day, Bu Mingming was woken up by the river wind.

He did not have a headache after a hangover, but was sober-minded, meditated and looked inward, and his internal strength seemed to have grown a little.

Bu Mingming remembered what happened yesterday clearly, and the Shaolang Sword and the Fighting Hexagram Thunderbolt Finger came to mind.

And the mysterious Brother Fu is already the same as his dashing person, and he doesn't know when to leave.

Bu Mingming was full of gratitude, he bowed deeply to Chu Jiang, and when he looked up again, his eyes were full of firmness and confidence.

The day when I will become famous is approaching......

Bu famously packed up, left the river, and headed south.

If someone looks down from mid-air, they will find that there are obvious traces of water in a radius of five miles on the bank of the Chu River.

No matter how fierce the river tide is, it will not reach so far into the land.

On closer inspection, the water trail looks like a huge fist.

This spectacle fades away as the sun rises.

said that Fu Hao had been walking towards Tianmen Mountain since last night. As the saying goes, "Wangshan runs a dead horse", this saying is true, Fu Hao walked all night like playing in the mountains and rivers, and then rushed to the foot of Tianmen Mountain.

Although Fu Hao never stopped walking all night, he didn't feel tired because he drank a lot of sake.

Raise your eyes to look at the mountains, towering into the clouds. Fu Hao smiled relaxedly, looked around a little, and then began to climb the mountain.

Tianmen Mountain is a wonderful place to view the river, a place to play, and there are naturally mountain and stone trails.

The mountain road is winding, the pine and bamboo are verdant, and the forest birds are flying and singing. Even if there is nothing to do here, Tianmen Mountain is indeed a good place to drink and write poems and have fun.

Fu Hao was very interested, and drank a few sips of mountain springs and picked some wild fruits.

Halfway through, a singing voice suddenly came, and the voice was bold and uninhibited.

"The river is as wide as the Chu River, and the mountain is higher than the gate of heaven.

Tianmen has nine songs and eighteen dangers, and there are instruments that guard the gods.

One valley and one pavilion are the world's affairs, one black and one white Wulin Yuan.

Mortals can't see it after searching for it, and they dream of the way of the gods.

......”

When the song ended, a dark-skinned middle-aged man came out of the woods, with a bundle of fresh firewood on his back and a firewood knife at his waist.

Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Fu Hao's eyes, and he immediately saluted: "Brother is so interested, Fu Hao is here." The song you just sang is extraordinary and fascinating!"

When the woodcutter saw Fu Hao, he also said with some surprise: "Brother Fu said that he laughed, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, chopping firewood for a living, where is there anything mysterious and not mysterious." But little brother, you are climbing the mountain at this time, do you have to go to meet friends?"

"How does my brother know my purpose?"

The woodcutter smiled, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said: "Although Danxia Mountain is a good place to visit the mountains and rivers, it also has a good time and a few seasons. Now that the tide of the Chu River has just passed, after the tide watching festival a few days ago, the number of people visiting the mountains is the least. So I guess the little brother should not enjoy the scenery but friends. ”

Fu Hao nodded: "I let my brother guess correctly." I did meet with someone at the Gate of Heaven, but I didn't know the exact location, so I had to climb to the top of the mountain first and wait. ”

The woodcutter thought for a while and said, "I have been in Tianmen Mountain for many years, but I can also figure out some mountain road pavilions. When it comes to meeting friends, the best place is the tide viewing pavilion at the top of the mountain. ”

"Tide Viewing Pavilion?" Fu Hao read it again, and then asked sincerely, "I hope that the old brother will tell me, and I am grateful." ”