"Uncle...", the disciple who passed the message respectfully clenched his fists at Fang Shen Zhiping, who was sitting on the right side of the carved sandalwood coffee table, and saluted. Above the coffee table is a teapot and two teacups.

Shen Zhiping nodded, and the disciple who passed the message breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Li Zifeng helplessly in a blink of an eye, "Senior brother, you can make it easy for me to find it for a while, didn't you ask the disciples of Senior Uncle Shen, and I didn't know that you were here with Senior Uncle Shen." ”

The disciple who came to deliver the word was flushed and panting, and it happened that this disciple was also familiar with Li Zifeng, and there was no taboo when he spoke.

"What's the matter?" Li Zifeng said lightly.

Li Zifeng sat in a white robe in Shen Zhiping's study, Shen Zhiping's study has a lot of utensils, calligraphy, painting, porcelain, books, incense burners, weapons and tools, all kinds of objects are miscellaneous but not messy and placed on the shelves in an orderly manner. This room is less like a study and more like a small warehouse.

The master of the Green Pine Hall has become a storekeeper!

This disciple had also heard of this Shen Hall Master's habit of fiddling with small objects in his spare time, and it was not strange.

On the dark red coffee table, the tea in a glazed black teapot has long been exhausted. The remaining tea in the teacups of the master and nephew is almost colorless, and they don't know how many bubbles of tea they have drunk, and no one knows the content of the conversation between the master and nephew for a few hours.

This disciple was also clever, and when he saw that the atmosphere in the study was a little strange, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look more, and changed his calm tone.

"Half an hour ago, the head of the house asked me to come and look for you to go to the back mountain, and the head of the house said that there are some things to discuss with you. "There is a huge gap between the status of ordinary disciples and his chief disciple, and he usually knows that the senior brother is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he doesn't pay much attention to it, but when he sees Li Zifeng at this moment, he is a little strange, so he naturally has to accept his temperament.

Shen Zhiping was exquisite, and saw the cleverness of this messenger disciple, and he appreciated it a little.

Li Zifeng looked at Shen Zhiping, who was sitting opposite.

Shen Zhiping nodded, "Go ahead, Senior Brother in charge should be in a hurry." ”

The disciple retired. Li Zifeng clenched his fists, picked up his white robe and got up to leave.

Shen Zhiping didn't say anything and waved his hand.

"Uncle Shi, if there is nothing to do, the disciple will retreat. The disciple who bowed down was drenched in a cold sweat, and he felt a gaze that had been staring at him. Shen Zhiping was in charge of Qingsong Hall, and after being away for a long time, most of the disciples only knew that there was such a hall master, but they didn't know what his temperament was.

Shen Zhiping scolded with a smile, "I'm not a man-eating demon, what are you afraid of?"

The disciple didn't dare to make a sound, and raised his head to show a smile that was more ugly than crying. Ye Li only felt that facing this famous Shen Hall Master who he had never met before was more uncomfortable than facing the Law Ring Elder. He really couldn't figure out the mind of this hall master.

"Hey!" Ye Li showed his two incompletely front teeth, and his face was a little stiff.

"What did you just see?" Shen Zhiping still had a smile on his face. The disciples of his Qingsong Hall were all selected or sent out from the mountain gate, and Shen Zhiping was a little interested in the clever performance of this disciple.

"Tell Hall Master Shen, the disciple will see you and Senior Brother drinking a pot of tea!" Ye Li gritted his teeth. It turns out that many times fools live longer than smart people.

Shen Zhiping, who admired the disciple who came to deliver the message more and more, smiled and said, "What's your name, where are you doing things?"

"The disciple's name is Ye Li, he has been in the school for three years, and he has been doing things in the miscellaneous workshop. As if thinking of something again, he added, "The disciple was just when he was setting up the venue when he was called by the head to pass the word. ”

"Very good! you will come here from tomorrow, follow me!" Shen Zhiping casually took out a wooden sign from the shelf on the side and threw it to Ye Li.

Ye Li quickly stretched out his hand to take the brand, turned over his hand and saw that the three words with strange pen power were engraved on the wooden card, Qingsongtang, the handwriting was light, the scoring was heavy and light, just a slight turn of an angle, the handwriting became looming, if a mountain is crossed, the carving is very ingenious, and it is not a master carver who can not complete it.

Li Zifeng didn't dare to hesitate, walked out of Shen Zhiping's study, and went straight to the back mountain with light skills, the white robe fluttering was not chic, and he didn't know how many little sisters he had fascinated along the way. Especially Zirong, who has always admired Li Zifeng, followed with an obsessive look in her eyes.

"Look at your obsession! Senior brother may not look down on you. He Yukun teased with disdain. He has always admired Zirong, but Zirong has always had a crush on Li Zifeng. As a result, he felt a little more resentful of Li Zifeng in his heart.

Zi Rong pursed her lips and glared at He Yukun fiercely, "What do you know?

He Yukun looked at Zirong's back, and his brows tightened a little.

Hengshan faction stands on the top of Hengshan Mountain, the environment is quiet, the field of vision is broad, there is a wide open space overlooking the back, and then there is a straight cliff, the cliff side is cloudy and mist, and the bottom is not visible. Houshan is generally a place where the masters of the past dynasties practiced, and ordinary disciples are not qualified to approach it at all. Of course, as the head of the family's personal disciple, Houshan often goes.

Soon Li Zifeng skipped many busy disciples and entered the jungle, the trees were sparse and dense, the weeds were dotted with dewdrops, the toes were light, and the road was familiar, and in the open space in front of him, Ouyang Ze, who had already changed into a white practice uniform, stood on the edge of the cliff, holding a sword in one hand, his posture was upright, and he was as dashing as a fairy.

Li Zifeng slowed down slightly, adjusted his internal breath, walked to a place more than ten zhang away from Ouyang Ze and stopped, bowed and clenched his fists, and looked respectful, "Master..."

Ouyang Ze's body did not move, he did not speak, let the mountain wind be cold, and the blowing of the drum on the master and apprentice. Li Zifeng maintained a posture of bowing and clenching his fists.

Suddenly, Li Zifeng took a step with his left leg, dodged a sword stabbed to his right chest, and his hands scattered into fists. The sudden attack, Li Zifeng did not panic at all, and responded with all his attention.

At this time, there was still Ouyang Ze's figure on the edge of the cliff, and there was only a picture of a white shadow flying around another white shadow in the open space.

Li Zifeng was bare-handed, and he could only use his own body to passively dodge Ouyang Ze's attack, but the angle of this sword was tricky, and the speed was extremely fast, which made people unpredictable.

Avoiding a sword on his right chest, Li Zifeng jumped high, and an almost visible sword aura appeared from the position where Li Zifeng had just stood.

Hengshan swordsmanship Li Zifeng has already comprehended the essence, this move is fluttering in the clouds, a total of three moves, the fickle sword intent is profound, it is extremely difficult to perform, but it is extremely powerful, and it can often kill with one blow, but it also has the most fatal flaw, if you understand that the sword of the person who casts it is not exquisite enough, you only need to jump in the air to dodge.

But the person who performed it today is one of the people in the world who has the deepest understanding of kendo.

Li Zifeng, who jumped into the air, was a little helpless. I don't know if this time I cut the clothes on the left and the clothes on the right, so I simply made senseless resistance.

Li Zifeng couldn't catch the last sword trajectory at all, the cold light flashed, Li Zifeng suddenly only felt that his scalp was numb, and a life and death crisis appeared without warning.

Li Zifeng landed on the ground, his white robe was intact, and a strand of hair fell to the ground! In just a moment, Li Zifeng almost felt the pain of the sword piercing into his skin!

Floating flowers and clouds, one of the three great schools of the Hengshan faction!

"Master, sooner or later, one day the disciple will be scared to death by you in this barren and populated back mountain!" Li Zifeng's legs trembled a little, and he felt the moment of almost death.

Ouyang Ze pretended to be angry, and scolded with a straight face, "Hmph! I am not good at learning, I have lost my face as a teacher, and I dare to be poor!"

"Master, if you use this trick to blow the clouds, there are no more people in the world who can retreat with their whole body than one hand, how big is this apprentice!" Li Zifeng rolled his eyes, almost at that moment, he thought that Ouyang Ze had discovered his secret and wanted to take his own life.

"Hmph!" Ouyang Ze really couldn't blame Li Zifeng too much. The disciple with the highest kendo comprehension since the founding of the Hengshan Sect does have the qualifications to be proud of in terms of cultivation.

"Master, this third move, with the internal strength of the current apprentice, you can't even do it, how can you dodge it......" Li Zifeng looked at Ouyang Ze's unkind gaze, his voice gradually weakened, and he smirked twice.

"I really don't have anything to teach you in this sword technique, you have already mastered it, you just need some time to settle, and it is only a matter of time before this last style is cast. However, there is still a slight gap between the body method and the chief disciples of some sects on the rivers and lakes who are good at light skills. ”

Ouyang Ze knew that his apprentice's body method was progressing very quickly, but in order to reflect the dignity of being a master, he had to leave a little majesty.

"Yes! The disciple must practice the body diligently. ”

"This time, don't embarrass our Hengshan faction in the martial arts conference!"

"The disciple must live up to the master's high expectations!"

Ouyang Ze knew the strength of his apprentice, so he didn't say much. As long as those old monsters don't make a move, almost no one can help Li Zifeng, and there is no opponent among the younger generation.

"Hmm. Ouyang Ze put away the long sword in his hand and turned around, "How is the venue arranged?"

Li Zifeng replied with a straight face, "The disciple has already made arrangements, and there will be no changes." ”

"That's good, these days, people from all walks of life have arrived, you have to pay more attention. ”

Ouyang Ze explained a few words and asked about some of the situations of each sect. But when Shen Zhiping was mentioned, Li Zifeng felt abnormal.

"Your Uncle Shen has returned to the mountain?"

Li Zifeng's heart tightened, "Yes, the disciple and his uncle returned to the mountain together a few days ago!"

"You followed your Senior Uncle Shen back to the mountain, and left dozens of secret guards outside Qingsong Hall for three days, won't you inform your junior brother first?"

Shen Zhiping is in charge of the peripheral affairs of the Hengshan faction, the situation is complicated, and his whereabouts have always been kept secret, so naturally he will not let the secret guards follow. It stands to reason that Ouyang Ze, who is in charge of this kind of trivial matter, will not ask, and he deliberately brings it up at this moment, as if he is reminding Li Zifeng of something.

Li Zifeng's heart was awe-inspiring, "Yes, disciple... Remember next time!"

"Well, you go back first, don't neglect your cultivation, and by the way, tell your Uncle Shen, I will talk to him about something in the evening. ”

The dew in the mountains was damp, and on the stone clearing in the back mountain, Li Zifeng's white boots stepped on the ground and were silent. Ouyang Ze looked at the clouds and mist beyond the cliff, and the master and apprentice walked against each other, and only the sound of insects in the mountain was particularly clear.

The mountain wind blew, and the black-clothed dark guard Xiao Wushuang appeared, she stopped two steps behind Ouyang Ze's right, bowed and saluted, "See the master." ”

Xiao Wushuang is also a secret guard belonging to Shang Qingyuan, and she is the only woman in the secret guard team, her black hair is tied up high, and she is heroic. Like Yi Hao, she directly obeys Ouyang Ze's orders, is very loyal, fair, and resolute, without any personal feelings.

After a long time, Ouyang Ze turned around, stared at Wushuang for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "You go to check immediately, eleven years ago, the child who fell off the cliff in Hongyuan Villa, as soon as there is news, report it immediately." ”

"Subordinates obey!"