Xu Changfeng opened the door on time as usual, and there was a slight smell of blood in the morning breeze rushing in front of him. The two corpses at the gate of the courtyard and by the stove were already cold, and the blood stains on the ground were still clear and eye-catching.

He walked over to the stove and glanced at the dead body on the ground, with an axe stuck in its bloody head. If it weren't for this axe last night, he really didn't know how he would have ended up.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, you can't be careless at any time. Someone who wants to kill you is likely to attack you at any moment. Therefore, that night, Xu Changfeng slept very restlessly. In a few moments, it would be time for the nearby residents to get up and wash off the two bodies and any remaining blood before they went out. Otherwise, if you invite people from Chang'an Mansion, you will have to toss a lot of trouble.

Just then, a carriage stopped in front of the courtyard. Xu Changfeng looked back and recognized at a glance that this was the carriage of Zhaoyuemen, and the carriage was printed with the logo of Zhaoyuemen.

Zhou Qixuan stepped out of the carriage and was followed by two of his subordinates. When he saw the corpse lying in front of the courtyard gate, his solemn face became even more ugly. He pushed the yard away, walked to Xu Changfeng's side, and kept shooting at him with his eyes, until he confirmed that he was not injured, and then withdrew his gaze.

Xu Changfeng didn't speak, staring at Zhou Qixuan in silence. Last night, he wondered who sent these two killers. Although I have the answer in my heart, I am not sure yet. Now that he has seen Zhou Qixuan, he finally understands.

"It's okay. Zhou Qixuan whispered, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and couldn't help but admire Xu Changfeng's ruthlessness.

Xu Changfeng asked, "How do you know that someone will attack me?"

"Because last night, several backbones of Zhaoyuemen were attacked. And you are the deputy master of Zhaoyue Gate, and it is even more impossible for them to let you go. Zhou Qixuan said with some guilt: "I am very sorry for this matter, I hurt you." ”

Xu Changfeng said solemnly, "Fortunately, the question of my cultivation has been spread throughout Chang'an, otherwise they would not have been able to send only two Cleansing Realm cultivators to kill me. ”

"Only sending two Cultivators of the Purifying Realm to kill a deputy sect master is indeed not worthy of the Sword Talisman Gang. Zhou Qixuan nodded and said, "At least you survived." ”

Xu Changfeng shook his head, turned around and walked towards the house, "Help me clean up these two dead people, I'm going to the Sword Courtyard." ”

Zhou Qixuan believed that Xu Changfeng could not die so easily, so he came here this time to help him clean up his body. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to delay coming to the door until now, and he would have really come to collect his body.

After a while, Xu Changfeng changed into the uniform of the Qingzhu Sword Academy and brought the Lone Shadow Short Sword. Today he was going out to buy a baked cake for breakfast, and the two corpses were placed in the courtyard, which had seriously affected his appetite. After last night's fierce battle, he also understood one thing more and more: walking the rivers and lakes, the sword will not leave his body.

"Go in a carriage. Zhou Qixuan looked at the young man and said, "In the future, I will install two bodyguards in your yard, you are now the deputy master of Zhaoyue Gate, how can there be a reason to go out on foot?"

Xu Changfeng did not refuse, and walked into the carriage. Some unnecessary thanks, just as nonsense. Zhou Qixuan watched the carriage leave the alley, and beckoned his two subordinates to start cleaning up the bloody scene. He didn't say a word about Xu Changfeng's cultivation, even if the young man was destined to be a cultivator of the marrow washing realm, he still did not deny the identity of the other party's deputy sect master.

This is Zhou Qixuan, a person who values the friendship between the rivers and lakes. This is his strength, but also his weakness.

Xu Changfeng sat on the carriage and passed through the most prosperous streets and alleys in Chang'an City, and his face couldn't help frowning.

The Sword Fu Gang dared to openly assassinate so many people at the same time in Chang'an City, which can only show one thing, Zhaoyuemen's situation at this time is very bad. With the help of the Ma Gang, the Sword Rune Gang is indeed a grass chicken with wings and a phoenix, and it is not an easy thing to help Zhaoyuemen destroy the Sword Rune Gang.

When the carriage of Zhaoyuemen stopped in front of the gate of Qingzhu Sword Courtyard, many people noticed the carriage and projected curious glances towards the door. When they saw that the person who walked down from the carriage was Xu Changfeng, they were all surprised. This earthy bun with no power, no power and no background, when did he get involved with Zhaoyuemen?

Xu Changfeng was also very surprised, because at this time at the gate of the Sword Academy, in addition to many students standing, there were also several teachers waiting here. Obviously waiting for someone's arrival, and that person naturally wouldn't be him.

As soon as he stepped out of the carriage, two brown-red carriages were heading towards the gate of the Sword Courtyard. These waiting students and teachers have converged their eyes and put on a dignified demeanor to greet them.

The carriage was just two ordinary carriages, but the sign on it was not ordinary. These two carriages came from the Luoshui Sword Academy. It is the only remaining second place of cultivation in Chang'an City.

Several elderly cultivators stepped down from the carriage, and judging by their dress, it should be the teaching of the Luoshui Sword Academy. At the same time, he was followed by several students of their age, all in high spirits, all holding swords in their hands. Xu Changfeng ignored them and walked into the Sword Courtyard. Even so, when he walked through the green bamboo forest, he could still learn a thing or two from the discussions of the passing students.

It turns out that today is the day of friendship between Luoshui Sword Academy and Qingzhu Sword Academy, and Luoshui Sword Academy will bring this outstanding freshman to Qingzhu Sword Academy for a sword trial conference, one is to learn from each other's teaching methods, and the other is to enhance the relationship between the two sides.

If Xu Changfeng had come to morning class yesterday, he would have known about these things. But what does this have to do with him? Because of the friendship, the new students don't need to attend classes today. Xu Changfeng walked towards the Library Pavilion, and with Su Yongqiu's instructions, the guardian of the Library Pavilion did not stop him, and let him go up to the second floor.

He was now a cultivator at the peak of the Pulp Cleansing Realm, and he was only half a step away from the second-order Qi Condensation Realm. So he wanted to try to see if he could practice the exercises roughly.

If it was able to successfully comprehend the exercises, even if he only had the cultivation of the Pulp Cleansing Realm, coupled with this Lone Shadow Short Sword, it would not be inferior to a cultivator in the early stage of the Qi Condensation Realm. But that's all, the bottleneck of the marrow washing realm is his death hole after all.

The books on the second floor of the Library Pavilion were obviously a little less than those on the first floor, after all, the requirements for creating an exercise were far more demanding than creating a sword scripture.

To put it bluntly, the exercises are the way to operate the aura of heaven and earth, that is to say, there will be 10,000 ways to operate the aura among 10,000 people. However, less than one in 10,000 of them can be used to create a successful method.

Gongfa, like the Sword Sutra, is a complete cultivation system, and this is not just a method of operating the aura. To a large extent, a good practice determines whether a practitioner can gain a leading edge in the battle against the same class. For example, the trick of resisting the wind is a practice of resisting the wind and borrowing strength. There are not a few exercises of the same type, but there are very few who can achieve the method of resisting the wind like a galloping wind, and stop at one thought.

Although the exercises of the Qingzhu Sword Academy are not as good as those provided by the Martial Arts Sect, they are also several times better than those that have been circulated in the rivers and lakes.

This is why they are also cultivators of the Pulp Washing Realm, the two people who assassinated Xu Changfeng last night had no rules to speak of, and they were completely indiscriminate.

Because they didn't comprehend the best sword scriptures, or they hadn't read the sword scriptures at all, they were completely recklessly using the aura of heaven and earth to make moves. If it is replaced by Ma Yan, Huang Zixuan and others, Xu Changfeng wants to survive, then the probability is very small. This is also the reason why many people want to set foot in the place of practice, and only in this place can they learn the true way of cultivation. Most of the loose cultivators on the rivers and lakes are just recklessness that does not enter the stream.

Xu Changfeng walked through the second floor of the Library Pavilion with ease, obviously not the first time he had returned to this place. He took down a book of exercises from the bookshelf and stared earnestly at the two big characters on it: Remnant Snow.

This exercise is called Remnant Snow Jue, and it is very compatible with his Cold Rain Sword Sutra. If the two cooperate with each other, it is not impossible to achieve the artistic conception of rain and snow.

This remnant snow technique is a technique selected by Su Yongqiu by combining the characteristics of the Cold Rain Sword Sutra and the Lone Shadow Short Sword, at least for now, it is the most suitable.

Xu Changfeng gently opened the remnant snow recipe, and whispered to himself in his mouth: "In the past, I used to be, the willows are still in the past, and now I think about it, the rain and snow are shining."