Zhou Zijian knew that there was also a person who freely entered and exited the stone cave in this Bailiu Villa, a person who delivered food. www.biquge.info But who is this food delivery person and how he got into this stone cave, Zhou Zijian has never figured it out. Because he had never seen anyone else enter or leave the Laojun Pavilion. Zhou Zijian once secretly checked the whereabouts of all the subordinates who lived in Bailiu Villa, but after a long time, he did not find any clues. In the end, Zhou Zijian was really bored, so he simply stopped looking for it.

Zhou Zijian poured a sip of the wine jug into Leng Hanshuang's mouth, and the wine did not pour in, but flowed down the corner of his mouth. Zhou Zijian gave Leng Hanshuang a slap with his right hand. The cold frost also responded to the situation, and his eyes rolled and he fainted. Zhou Zijian lifted Leng Hanshuang up against the wall, took off the silk in Leng Hanshuang's hand and put it next to the bed. Zhou Zijian pried open Cold Frost's mouth and poured cold frost wine again. After a long while, the cold frost finally woke up.

Leng Hanshuang opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Zhou Zijian in front of him in confusion.

Suddenly, a light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "What about silk?"

Zhou Zijian pointed to the silk next to the bed.

Leng Hanshuang grabbed the silk, his eyes became extremely anxious, and he muttered to himself: "Sure enough, it's a miracle!

Zhou Zijian's eyebrows twisted into a pimple, and he said with concern: "Big brother, you haven't eaten for a few days. If you don't eat it again, you won't wait for you to practice your divine skills, I'm afraid that there will only be a pile of white bones left. ”

Leng Hanshuang shook his head and said, "What's the point of eating? Practicing divine skills is the king's way. I'm not going to die easily. I've waited too long for this moment. Hah!hah!hah!"

Zhou Zijian said loudly: "Big brother, you have been waiting for six years, are you still a few days away? Do you want to die in this stone cave before you have won the Sword God?"

Leng Hanshuang's consciousness was a little sober, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Zijian: "Brother Xian has a point, it really doesn't take much time to eat. I must not die in front of Simon Kuanghui. ”

After speaking, Leng Hanshuang's hand holding the silk slowly drooped. Since the cold frost had collapsed, the action of grasping the silk just now had exhausted all his strength. His own hands could no longer be lifted by this time.

Leng Hanshuang looked at his weak hands and smiled bitterly: "Brother Xian, then please feed me." ”

Zhou Zijian nodded, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

From this day on, the cold frost resumed eating and resting. Zhou Zijian still came at the right time.

While Leng Hanshuang and Zhou Zijian studied the magic mantra, they began to teach Zhou Zijian the Seven Absolute Swords.

There are seven styles of these seven unique swords: Cold Night Wind Chasing Slash, Tongba Light Wing Slash, Tooth Horn Scale Slash, Flame Five Light Slash, Gale Comet Slash, Shadow Dance Splitting Earth Slash, and Heavenly Demon Annihilation. The further back you go, the more powerful the sword style becomes, and the greater the internal force that the swordsman needs to expend. If the swordsman can't drive the sword with enough internal force, he will be severely counterattacked. The light ones lose qi and blood, and the heavy ones have all the meridians.

Leng Hanshuang carefully explained the essence of each of the seven absolute swords to Zhou Zijian, and dismantled and demonstrated the sword style. Just relying on the internal strength of Cold Frost cannot fully display the mystery of the Seven Absolute Swords. So Zhou Zijian only saw a leopard in the tube, and he only saw it.

On this day, it was the day when Ximen Kuanghui came to Bailiu Villa. Ximen Kuanghui was very happy to see Zhou Zijian, this time he did not let Zhou Zijian leave Bailiu Villa.

"Zhou Daxia, why didn't you wear the brocade robe I bought for you?"

Zhou Zijian's face turned red and said, "The clothes on my body are not broken, so I am reluctant to throw them away." ”

Ximen Kuanghui nodded: "I see, then I have to think of something to make your dress break as soon as possible." By the way, Zhou Daxia, how about I wait for me to have nothing to do today, so how about learning martial arts?"

Zhou Zijian was shocked when he heard this: "You are a sword god, how dare I do it with you." Isn't it because you know my recent whereabouts well, so you want to kill me? It's just that in broad daylight, it doesn't seem like the time to start. ”

Ximen Kuanghui seemed to see Zhou Zijian's thoughts, and a strange smile flashed on his face: "My martial arts are ordinary, so naturally I don't dare to ask Zhou Daxia for advice." But Jen has followed me for many years and has always been my bodyguard. His swordsmanship is still very good. Why don't you use the swordsmanship of your Kongtong faction to confirm Zairen's swordsmanship?"

Zhou Zijian was a little more stable in his heart, but he was still a little hesitant.

Ximen Kuanghui continued: "I'm just talking, and it's time to stop, how about it?"

Zhou Zijian saw that Ximen Kuanghui was resolute, and it was inconvenient to refuse, and said: "Since the owner of Ximen Zhuang wants to give one or two instructions, he will obey his orders." ”

Ximen Jae-in did not say anything, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest. Simon Kuanghui's words sounded to him not much different from the holy decree. Simon took off his coat and gently set it aside.

But Zhou Zijian didn't take off his coat, just tucked the placket of his shirt, and then tightened his belt a few times.

Simon drew a sword from his waist, about five feet long, with a green shark skin sheath. The hilt of the sword is cast in bronze with a tree root carved into it, and the body of the sword is densely carved with countless pine needles.

When Zhou Zijian saw it, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help asking: "Isn't this sword a loose sword?"

Ximen Kuanghui twisted his beard and laughed loudly: "Zhou Daxia has good eyesight. It's a pity that the loose sword has long been lost. This sword is made by a blacksmith, although it is not as good as an ancient sword, but it is also a good sword. ”

Zhou Zijian blinked his eyes and asked, "Could it be that this sword was also made by that old blacksmith in Taiyuan City?"

Ximen Kuanghui nodded: "It's this person." Zhou Daxia also recognizes this person?"

Zhou Zijian also nodded: "Not long ago, I once built a long sword there, called 'Shen Xue'. ”

After speaking, Zhou Zijian untied the scabbard from his waist, and then gently pulled out Shen Xue.

Ximen Kuanghui's eyes lit up: "Zhou Daxia, can you borrow your sword to take a look?"

Zhou Zijian smiled heartily: "Of course you can." After speaking, he held the sword in both hands and handed it to Ximen Kuanghui.

Ximen Kuanghui took the "Shen Xue" with both hands and watched carefully. After a long time, he handed it to Zhou Zijian with both hands.

Ximen Kuanghui twisted his beard and couldn't help but admire: "Shen Xue, it's really a good sword." Old Man Hong really deserves the name of the craftsman god. ”

Zhou Zijian asked: "The owner of Ximen Zhuang is very familiar with this old man Hong, but I don't know where this person comes from?"

Ximen Kuanghui smiled slightly: "Speaking of this person, he is very famous. His surname is Hong, and his double name is Haoxuan. I haven't done anything else in my life, but I've only built weapons for others. It is estimated that even he himself does not know how many famous weapons he has created. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, no matter what kind of weapon he can make, but what he is best at is making swords. He loves swords and has a unique affection for them. From your 'Shen Xue', it can be seen that Old Man Hong has worked hard. Your sword is worth a fortune, and it's even better than this 'loose grain'. But I don't know how much it cost you to get this sword?"