So, Nan Jian and Ren Siyun spent three days in Qingfeng Guan. In www.biquge.info the past three days, when the three crazy Taoists were sober, they taught Nanjian the mental method and moves of the Ghost Step Meteor Skill; fortunately, Nanjian was based on the set of internal strength mental methods that Zheng Tailun, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, entrusted to Jiang Yiming's grandson before his death. Therefore, he made rapid progress in practicing this set of ghost step meteor skills.

Of course, for the time being, he can't reach the power of the Three Crazy Dao Chiefs, but now that he has used the exercises, the leopards on the mountains and the wild horses in the fields will definitely not be able to catch up. If he wants to reach the current realm of the Three Crazy Dao Chiefs, with his understanding and foundation, it should be about the same in three or five years.

On this morning, they had breakfast accompanied by several Taoist leaders, and after that, Duan Zhengchun, the head of the Qingxu Dao, went to a secret room next to the main hall, took out the evil sword wrapped in yellow brocade, walked up to the two, handed it to Nanjian, and said:

"Nan Shaoxia, the evil sword is here, please keep it properly!"

Nanjian reached out and took the sword in his hand, and he tore open the yellow brocade package, only to see the dark brown scabbard glowing with a dazzling luster, and the sandalwood carved hilt, polished smooth and rounded. There were no sword spikes, but on the planes on both sides of the sword and shield, there were two crimson rubies embedded in each side, like two dragon's eyes, dazzling.

He handed over the pine pattern ancient sword in his hand and the yellow brocade wrapped in the body of the evil sword to Ren Siyun on the side. But with a sincere mood, he slowly pulled out the evil sword. As the cold light of the sword body was constantly pulled out of the scabbard, the people around immediately felt that there was a compelling sword aura that was getting thicker and stronger!

When I held the sword in my hand, it was a rare weapon. It is three times heavier than the original pine-patterned ancient sword of Nanjian, and the dim light of the sword body is like standing at the mouth of the well overlooking a pool of clear well water, cool and cold, and the whole body of the sword is also one inch wider than the pine-patterned ancient sword in Nanjian's hand, and the length is just the same. It's just that there is a blood groove three inches away from the blade of the sword, seven inches long from shallow to deep, and this exquisite design alone shows the depth of the swordsmith's kung fu!

Just when the Nan Sword was put into the sheath and wrapped Huang Jin, Qingfeng Zhenren Bu Xingyun arched his hand to him, "Nan Shaoxia, you have gone through a lot of hardships," he said, "Now, even if you borrow this evil sword as you wish, it will also be a fate with our Qingfeng Guan Daoists;

"Thanks to the wrong love of a real person!" Nan Jian said in surprise, "It's just that the younger generation thinks that this thing is slight, and it is difficult to express our deep friendship!"

"None, none!" Qingfeng Zhenren Bu Xingyun waved the dust, and said with a smile, "It is not only a sentiment, even if it is a leaf, it also represents the friendship of fists." ”

"What the real person says is very true!"

So, Nanjian handed over his pine-patterned ancient sword to Duan Zhengchun, the head of Qingxu Dao, to collect it on his behalf. When he took the Songwen Ancient Sword, Duan Zhengchun, the head of Qingxu Dao, said:

"Nan Shaoxia, don't remember that you don't use it lightly until you have to, especially when dealing with the bronze-faced man, after all, it is the people who decide the outcome of the battle!"

"The juniors have already taken it to heart, Dao Chief!" Nan Jian said resolutely, "I will never draw my sword until I have to!"

And at this moment, they all came to say goodbye, only the three crazy Dao Masters were in the madness and failed to come, but after all, the time of teaching the peerless school in the past few days, he left a deep feeling in Nanjian's mind. Therefore, when parting, Nan Jian said:

"Real person, the junior has one last request, I want to go and see my third mad Dao leader, I don't know if it's okay?"

Qingfeng Zhenren Bu Xingyun smiled, "Nan Shaoxia, I understand your feelings!" He said leisurely, "I also understand the mood of the three crazy disciples, I have feelings in my heart to see each other, and it is in vain to see each other ruthlessly!"

"Juniors understand!" Nanjian finally said, "Zhenren, all the Dao Leaders, seniors, farewell!"

"There will be a period later!" said that the two of them said goodbye to everyone and walked down the stone steps, and just as they were about to enter the pine forest, suddenly Nanshan Xiuzhu ran over to the two and said to the two:

"Two donors, wait a minute, my teacher Qingfeng Zhenren still has a message for me to convey to the two donors!"

"Yushi, please speak!" Nanjian and the two stopped and saluted him.

"The family teacher Qingfeng Zhenren said, if the two donors encounter unrelieved confusion in the future, please don't panic. Nanshan Xiuzhu said, "After a stick of letter incense, the family teacher will come to respond!" As he spoke, he handed over a small peach box containing a few letter incense sticks to Nan Jian, "Please keep it properly and keep it in your heart!"

"Thank you, Yushi and Lingzunshi care! Junior, you must keep it in mind. ”

So, Nan Jian and Ren Siyun went down the mountain according to the same path and left Qingfeng Temple.

When they came to the bottom of the mountain, they did not return by the same route, and did not pass through Shuangfeng Town and Wujian Villa, because they listened to the Taoist priests of Qingfeng Temple on the mountain, and if they went north to the north of Taihang Mountain, they would have a direct road to Jiangbei without taking a boat. So they followed the road down the hill and went all the way north.

Around noon, they came to the slope of Beiling Mountain in Taihang Mountain. In this area, the hillside is empty, the field road is straight, but the scenery is charming, but at this time, two young swordsmen in their twenties are coming from the road in a panic.

The two young swordsmen, one of whom was thin and had sharp-beaked monkey gills, and the other of medium stature, but had a fleshy mole on the left side of his nose that looked like a fly perched on it. They looked very flustered, as if they had encountered some big trouble, and with a nervous mood, they walked away without saying a word.

"Don't be nervous!" said the swordsman with a mole on the wing of his nose, "I think he can have any ability, and dare to be the enemy of the people of our Qinjia Fort, and when we go back, tell the castle lord and the three princes, maybe those people have already slipped away!"

"Yes!" said the thin swordsman, "then we will hurry back and tell the castle lord and the three young princes to go." ”

At this moment, the two swordsmen happened to pass by Nan Jian, and what they just said was also clearly heard by Nan Jian and Ren Siyun; Nan Jian stopped abruptly, and Ren Siyun immediately stopped.

"Yun'er, did you hear these two people say just now that they dare to be enemies of our people from Qinjiabao?" asked Nan Jian.

"I heard you!" Ren Siyun said.

"Very good!" Nan Jian said, "This time you were robbed by the robber Aoshi Tian and went to Oolong Island, isn't it the third son of Qinjiabao who gave them five thousand taels of silver and asked them to do it!"

"That's right, it's the third son of Qinjiabao!"

"Two brothers, please stay!" So, Nan Jian immediately stopped the two swordsmen who were passing by.

When they heard this, they stopped impatiently and turned back, "friend," the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked swordsman asked with an unhappy expression, "what advice do you have?"

"Two knights, but are they from Qinjiabao?" Nan Jian stepped forward and asked.

The two of them glanced at each other vigilantly, "Who are you," said the man with a fleshy mole on the wing of his nose, "what do you want to do when you inquire about Qinjiabao?"

"I have a bit of an old score with the third son of Qinjiabao, and I need to settle it!"

The two of them glanced at each other again, but this time their expressions were tinged with anger, and they looked at Nanjian and the two of them, especially when they saw Ren Siyun, they both secretly snickered. The look seemed to say, boy, this girl next to you is so cute!

Seeing the two of them, Nan Jian was even more angry when a pair of thief eyes were looking at Ren Siyun unscrupulously, "What about asking you," he said in a stiff and aggressive tone, "Why don't you answer yet?"

"How old are you, why should we answer your words?"