Beihai Sword Shrine was renamed Xiaoyi Tower, no matter how you look at it, this name is very different from the previous name, but after it was announced to Chao Fengchen, no one raised any objections.

Maybe it was Chao Fengchen who said that he wanted to teach them to practice swords.

Ordinary people said that they wanted to teach them to practice swords, maybe they would have cut off their heads a long time ago and thrown them into the pit, and all unrealistic ideas should be treated harshly.

But Chao Fengchen is not an ordinary person, he is a Taiqing Realm swordsman, and before he has even released his sword, he has already made those long teachers and uncles in the sect have no power to fight back, plus most of the disciples know the news that Senior Brother Liu Ning has passed back before, the sword nineteen is in the hands of Li Fuyao, Li Fuyao is the head of the Beihai Sword Shrine, but Li Fuyao is unwilling, so he passed the position of head to this Chao Fengchen, and Chao Fengchen is the head.

The head changed his name.

Those disciples looked at their teachers and uncles one after another, and finally all their eyes focused on the long-haired old man who had received Li Fuyao and Chao Fengchen before.

In terms of seniority, he is the highest in the sect, and the same is true for martial arts cultivation.

Everyone thought that if there was any opposition, he should be the first to make it, but in the end, he just said a word to see the master.

Ganheshan changed hands.

Chao Fengchen just asked people to change the plaque, and the rest did not change anything, from the second day, the disciples of Xiaoyi Lou entered the quiet room where he was, and he wanted to look at them one by one, who was suitable for sword training, and who was not, it was up to him to decide.

The first to enter the quiet room was the long-haired old man, called Tong Yunkui, he had the title of the old sword monarch in the Beihai rivers and lakes, and after the death of the previous head of the immortal, he was the first sword master in the Beihai rivers and lakes.

After the woman in the red dress stole the sword and left, he was the most promising person to become the leader.

It's just bad luck.

Chao Fengchen sat on the futon, looked at him a few times, then reached out and touched his arm, which quickly let go, and then asked, "How old are you?"

Tong Yunkui hugged his fists and said, "Sixty-five." ”

Chao Fengchen nodded, and then passed down a sword scripture.

Chao Fengchen knew a lot of things, because he was Chao Qingqiu's sword qi before.

Passing down the Sword Sutra proves that Tong Yunkui has the ability to practice, although his talent is not good, but Chao Fengchen has always ignored this.

It is enough to be able to walk in the way of the sword.

Why did the mountain and river swordsmen wither, except for the sword immortals, it is that the swordsmen must choose disciples with good talents, and ordinary monks do not have the qualifications to go far, so they almost don't want to.

Chao Fengchen doesn't care about this, all he wants is to walk on this road, no matter how far he can go.

That's a personal blessing, and you can't force it.

Tong Yunkui's prestige in the rivers and lakes of Beihai is very high, so that he has already been surprised, but today, the old man in the age of the sixtieth year is still crying bitterly, and he has a feeling that it is incumbent on him to let him die now.

Chao Fengchen didn't say anything, after passing down the Sword Sutra, he talked about the essentials, and let Tong Yunkui leave.

Tong Yunkui was followed by some old people in Xiaoyi Building, and on the first day, he only saw two people, one succeeded, and the other failed.

Chao Fengchen didn't care about the way they chose people, anyway, he had to meet these people after all.

Night fell, and the moon hung in the middle of the sky.

The autumn night is slightly cold, but the wind and dust ignore the cold wind.

He walked into the hidden sword building of Xiaoyi Building, where there were not only swords, but also many sword books, and he carried a big red lantern to Fengchen and looked at those wooden shelves, with many swords on them.

If you count it carefully, it should have been more than a thousand handles.

Xiaoyilou is the first major sword school in the rivers and lakes of Beihai, and the abundance of hidden swords is the best in the rivers and lakes of Beihai.

Chao Fengchen walked slowly past these swords.

He didn't stretch out his hand or make any use of his sword qi to probe, he walked like this, as if he was wandering around casually.

Until halfway through, I stopped in front of a wooden frame.

There was a clear unsheathed sword that looked cold and shining in the night.

Chao Fengchen casually lifted it, and then found an ownerless scabbard to put on it, and hung it on his waist like this.

"Chao Qingqiu's sword is called the ancient road, and you are called the new road. ”

After Chao Fengchen said this, he went to find a pen and paper and wrote on a wooden table.

Chao Fengchen has too many things in his head, and he always has to write them down.

By the time he finished writing what he was going to write, the sky was already white.

Chao Fengchen walked out of the Tibetan Sword Tower, and happened to meet a young disciple who came to stand guard with his eyes rubbed, and when he saw this white-robed man, he knew that he was the new head of Xiaoyi Tower, so he hurriedly saluted.

Chao Fengchen handed him the things in his hand and asked him to copy these things, and if he copied them a few times, he would give them to him before sunset, so that he could see for him if it was possible to practice.

The young disciple was overjoyed, and after saluting, he ran into the Tibetan Sword Tower in a hurry, and it seemed that he would not go out again on this day.

When Chao Fengchen returned to the quiet room, there were already people waiting outside the door, still an old man, and when Chao Fengchen walked into the quiet room, he began to look at people.

Repeat yesterday's days.

Someone noticed that there was an extra sword on Chao Fengchen's waist.

It's normal to think about it, a swordsman hanging a sword is the most normal thing in the world.

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Li Fuyao was arranged into a bamboo building with a wide view at the beginning, on a cliff, and when he opened the window, he could see the sea of clouds in the distance, which really felt like he was in a fairyland.

This is the best place to live in the entire Xiaoyi Building, and I heard the maids who arranged his living say that the former head lived here.

Now although he is nominally the guest secretary of this small building, it is actually impossible for him to live in the place where the head of the house lives.

It's just that the wind and dust do not leave the quiet room.

How dare others live here, naturally they can only let Li Fuyao live.

Li Fuyao asked the two maids to make a pot of tea, and then poured a cup for both maids, and only then did he take a sip of tea, and felt that the tea was good.

Feng Lu was lying by the window, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, the two maids who came to take care of Li Fuyao's living were a little strange at first when they saw such a psychic donkey, and then they thought that since it was Li Fuyao, the mount of a fairy on the mountain, how could it be a mortal thing.

It was also relieved.

After the two maids left, Feng Lu suddenly asked, "Li Fuyao, what is the uncle Chao Fengchen going to do?"

Li Fuyao has actually figured it out through these days of thinking, and knows what he wants to do, but he doesn't say it explicitly, "Open up a new road." ”

Aloof rolled her eyes, "What's that?"

Li Fuyao turned a blind eye, and just said to himself: "The new road may not be easy to open, maybe Chao Jianxian had an idea back then, and the sword qi is not dispersed for this purpose, of course, there may be other deep meanings, but no matter what, this is a matter of merit in the present and benefit in the future." ”