"Aochen, this is my experience in training my black eagle and white head for many years, your Dapeng is very talented, if it is well-trained, it will be no less than a real master!"

Cui Ming took out a booklet with a black cover from his arms and handed it to Aochen, when he mentioned Dapeng, he looked envious, his black eagle and white head were already one in ten thousand, but when he saw Dapeng, he had to retreat, Cui Ming didn't want Aochen to spoil Dapeng's excellent talent.

Aochen listened to Cui Ming's words, his eyes lit up, although he didn't know how powerful Cui Ming's black eagle and white head were, but the training experience that Cui Ming took out by himself, can it be simple?

"Hehe, thank you Uncle Cui!"

"It's not okay to thank you verbally, Mr. Huangfu's calligraphy is the best in the world, you can help me complete it." ”

Cui Ming heard Aochen's thanks, with a look of you who are not very immoral, and said jokingly, his favorite thing in his life is calligraphy, otherwise he would not use the judge's pen as a weapon, Mr. Huangfu's true handwriting may be hard to find for others, but it should be easy for this kid, right?

"If you want it to be easy, I'll write you two pictures when I go back......"

Aochen flipped through the booklet with great interest, this is simply a martial arts cheats tailored for Dapeng, now there is no need to worry about how to train Dapeng, hearing Cui Ming's words, he didn't raise his head.

"Roll the calf, I want Mr. Huangfu's handwriting, who is rare in your handwriting?"

Cui Ming heard that Aochen was openly saying that he wanted to fool himself with his handwriting, rolled his eyes, and said with a disgusted face, he has been immersed in calligraphy for most of his life, and even the martial arts moves have evolved from calligraphy, what is the use of this little hairy self?

"Don't be hypocritical, even my grandfather can't distinguish the calligraphy and paintings I imitate, his Yongzi Eight Methods, there are three hanging in the study, and I haven't found a fake one for several years. ”

Aochen was still flipping through the booklet in his hand, looking at Cui Ming's disgusted look, he said dissatisfied, and unconsciously the originally worried expression also faded, and the Xiao family felt that the tricky things were not necessarily for him.

"You're not, are you?"

Cui Ming was a little skeptical of Aochen's words, no matter how talented the calligraphy is, it can't be achieved quickly, and there has always been a potential for the eight laws in the calligraphy, which can pass everything, and the foundation of his martial arts moves is also derived from the Yongzi Eight Laws.

Aochen carefully put away the booklet, and then looked at Cui Ming with a confident face and said: "You ask Liuli, have you ever seen me say a word without a score?" I grew up watching my grandfather's calligraphy and paintings, and I was taught by him, the calligraphy and paintings I imitated, even the charm in them can be imitated ten out of ten, I said that it is true, no one dares to say that it is fake!"

"Brother Chen never brags!"

Liuli first assured Aochen, and then looked at Aochen puzzled and asked, "Brother Chen, why do you want to imitate the calligraphy and painting of Grandpa Huangfu? And imitate two, why?"

"At that time, my grandfather was always working in my practice organ, and he didn't say anything about it, but he even called everyone to see it, saying that it was to exercise my mind, and it was obviously to make me ugly? In a fit of rage, I slipped into his study and used the same pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to imitate two of his most precious Yongzi Eight Methods, and put them out to sell them together with the original handwriting, a pair of silver or two, but unfortunately no one wanted to buy them. ”

Aochen looked serious when he spoke, and he also recalled the bits and pieces of his life from childhood to adulthood, the world said that his grandfather was arrogant, but he was always the most equal communication with himself, never made any decisions for himself, and he did so many naughty things, so he never saw him angry with himself.

When everyone heard Aochen's words, they all felt a little dizzy, no one wanted to buy it? No one dared to buy it, right? You really hold a grudge, you actually dare to compare with Mr. Huangfu, and they all realized that don't look at Aochen now as a teenager and an old man, it turns out that he was so naughty and mischievous when he was a child? Especially Cui Ming, those two eyes can't stop shining, it's even brighter than a wolf in the night, so you almost didn't pounce on Aochen and beat him, a tael of silver? You really did it!

"Uncle Cui, don't look at me like that, how can I be in the mood to write now? Grandpa's Yongzi Eight Methods also combines a set of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, exercising spirit and spirit, and when the matter of Baiyun City is over, I can calm down and write, and I will give it to you when the time comes." ”

Cui Ming nodded in understanding, writing and painting is the most important situation, otherwise it will not be hot, and it is not uncommon for him to reluctantly write, and it is unheard of to combine the pile skills of the Yongzi Eight Methods, and I am looking forward to it more and more.

Everyone was young, and they were not interested in these calligraphy and paintings, and Tianqi personally selected the best horses for Aochen, and watched Aochen, Liuli, Bihan, Cui Ming and the Mo brothers ride their horses away, the sound of horses' hooves is like a drumbeat, neat and tight, and gradually disappears in front of them.

So many days of companionship, everyone has been accustomed to the existence of Aochen, although there are many dangers along the way, but Aochen has always been calm, always solve the problem in the simplest way, at this time watching Aochen gradually go away, the heart is involuntarily lost, less of that sense of peace of mind.

............

Since the separation from Hong Feng and his party, the black eagle and white head that cooperated with King Kong, Dapeng and Cui Ming have traveled day and night, and they didn't even dare to sleep more, and the journey that originally took more than 20 days was shortened to ten days, for fear that they would be late and miss the Xiao family.

"Aochen, this is already the boundary of the water, we should go to Baiyun City in two days, don't be too anxious, we will take a break in the town in front of us and recuperate, otherwise we won't have the energy to do anything when we get to Baiyun City." ”

Hearing this, Aochen tightened the reins, slowed down, looked at Liuli and Bihan who looked tired, along the way the two of them followed him around without shouting tired, and couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in his heart, this is the first Guigu word order he has received since he walked the rivers and lakes, if he can't meet the other party's request, it is equivalent to smashing his grandfather's signboard that responds, and the worry of the past few days has made him lose his usual calm.

Aochen took a deep breath, ran the method of the Guigu Heart Sutra, and after a while, his mind was clear, and he admitted his mistake: "Well, it's my fault, I'm too anxious! Let's go to the town in front to rest, and set off again tomorrow!"

"Childe, we're not tired. ”

"Brother Chen, I'm not tired. ”

Bihan and Liuli both feel sorry for Aochen's appearance in the past few days, and even sleep at night instead of meditating, they have never seen him so anxious after knowing him for so long.

"We listen to Uncle Cui, we can't be physically and mentally exhausted to do things, let's have a good rest! You haven't had a good rest for so many days, let's have a good meal first when we get to the town." ”

Aochen has never been a person who is afraid of admitting mistakes, so he refused the insistence of the two women, and turned around and rushed towards the town as he spoke.

As soon as everyone approached the town, they heard a fighting sound in their ears, mixed with the sound of several weapons being cut off, and they were instinctively on guard, and after a while, they saw five young men with broken weapons fleeing in the direction of Aochen and others, chasing behind them a man who was about twenty-two or three, holding a knife that looked extremely domineering, the blade of the knife was two or three times wider than the ordinary long knife, and the blade accounted for half of the blade. Under the illumination of the sun, there is a piercing cold light, which makes people shudder, and the rest of the blade is inlaid with dark golden scales, the handle is three points thicker than the ordinary one, and there is one more section of the two hands holding it together, and the end of the handle is carved with a roaring unicorn, looking at this knife makes people's blood boil involuntarily.

Except for Liuli and Bihan, the eyes of the four people were tightly attracted by this knife, and they shouted in unison: "Rampant sword?"

At this time, the young man with the knife had not yet realized the strange expression of Aochen and his party, and still waved the knife in his hand to chase the five people, scolding incessantly, with a triumphant posture of a victor.

Aochen originally thought that he had recognized the wrong weapon, because this young man with a knife could not even reach the third rate in terms of pace, knife skills, and even skills, so how could he be qualified to use the Rampant Overlord Knife? However, when he heard Cui Ming and the Mo brothers call out the same name as himself, he realized that his judgment was correct, where had Xiang Mo's predecessor gone for so many years? How could the rampant overlord sword, which was once famous all over the world and Xiang Senior's life, fall into the hands of such a person? Still chasing such a nobody, how could such a person be worthy of using the rampant overlord knife?

This is an insult to the rampant tyrant knife, and in an instant, such a thought flashed in the hearts of Aochen, Cui Ming and others, especially the Mo brothers, who are also people who use knives, seeing that the rampant tyrant knife that was once famous in the middle of the continent actually fell into the hands of such people, the anger in their hearts was even worse.

Liuli looked at the surprised look on everyone's faces, and was a little puzzled, could it be that this knife is very famous? Rampant Tyrant Knife? It seems that I heard this name when I was building the Purple Dragon Tribulation, it looks quite majestic? It's just that why is it so big? It's like a door panel, using such a big knife as a weapon, the enemy will be tired to death if he doesn't die!

Horizontal knife Xiang Mo, a knife in hand, rampant for 3,000 miles!

At that time, his reputation in the rivers and lakes was even higher than that of the jade-faced judge Cui Ming, who was one of the most admired figures by Aochen in recent decades.

The young man with the rampant sword chased and killed the five people, and he was proud in his heart, but he saw a group of six horsemen blocking his way, and a huge white ape was followed by him, so he pretended to be experienced in the accident and said: "Personal grievances, please do not participate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the men in front of him did not move at all, they all looked at themselves like fools, and they still had a look of disgust, and they couldn't help muttering in their hearts, could they have said something wrong? Just as he was about to say something more, the group of people wearing blue robes, looking a few years younger than himself, the whole person was like a piece of fallen leaves blown by the wind, floating past the five, the momentum was close to the fierce explosion, extremely powerful, like a mountain pressed him out of breath, making him feel that he was a rabbit caught by a falcon, with the blood of a man, instinctively raised his knife to Aochen and slashed away.

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