"If you already knew, you would have prevented me from catching the thief?" said the young man indignantly, "Do you know how many people will be misfortune if you indulge a thief?"

"She stole your money?" Leng Jian asked.

"Luckily, I found it in time and asked for it back. The young man replied, "I was about to arrest her and go to see the official, but this girl was very cunning, and actually deceived me, and accidentally escaped by her, and finally chased her here, but you ruined the good thing." What else do you have to say?"

"If you have to spare people and spare people, since they have been returned to their original owners, why should you put people to death?" Leng Jian said.

"You're still speaking for that female thief, it seems that you don't know how wrong you are if you don't give you some color!" the young man gritted his teeth and raised his fist again.

"Stop!" suddenly heard a deep sigh, and a young man dressed as a scribe walked over.

"Master, why are you here?" said the young man, turning his head to look at the young man, rather surprised.

"Why did you get into a fight with someone again when I just walked away?" said the young scribe, staring at the boy with a torch in his eyes.

"Master, you don't know, this kid protects thieves, so I can't help but ......"

"That's enough, I'm not here to listen to you. Come back with me!" the young scribe folded his hands and turned to walk out, disdainful of the cold sword.

Leng Jian said to the scribe youth, "As a martial artist, is it wrong to even fight normally?"

When the scribe heard this, he stopped, slowly turned to look at Leng Jian, and after a while, he said leisurely: "Martial artist, what is a martial artist? Are you also worthy of being called a martial artist? In my opinion, you are just a little student who can dance two swords." ”

Leng Jian was so sneered, but he was also able to look calm, and said calmly: "Then how can you become a real martial artist?"

"In you, I don't feel the slightest bit of martial arts. Your current strength is simply insignificant, and if you don't believe it, you can try to slash me with all your might. The young scribe said.

"Then, I'll be offended below!" Leng Jian decided to try his skills, and immediately unsheathed his sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised it above his head, condensed his qi in his palm, and then instilled it into the sword body, and with a steep snort, he swung his sword to see the top of the scribe's head fall to the sky.

The scribe was unhurried, raised his right hand slightly, and lightly blocked the sword, as if drawing an invisible and boundless protective layer in front of him, and slashed the blade away. Leng Jian gritted his teeth, and even his best efforts could not make the giant sword advance even further.

The scribe suddenly let go, and made a wrong step, which made Leng Jian unable to retract, and his body instantly leaned forward, almost falling.

"Do you know what you are now?" said the scribe in a gentle tone.

"The seniors have unique skills, and they are disrespectful, and they hope that the seniors will give you some advice. "Leng Jian is sincere and sincere in seeking advice.

"I don't think you look like a fledgling yellow-haired boy, but with your skills, it's a miracle that you can survive this world of demons. The scribe looked at Leng Jian carefully, but did not respond positively to his words.

"The younger brother knows that his strength is small, but he has never met a strong man like his predecessors, and today he was fortunate to meet with Mr. by chance. Leng Jian said seriously.

"Did you just get hit by the Flame Divine Fist?" the scribe boldly deduced when he saw a large hole in Leng Jian's chest and a large hole in his shirt and burns on his body.

"Master, you're right, he's the first person who can stand up immediately after being hit by the Flame Divine Fist. The scribe's apprentice interjected. When the scribe heard this, he immediately said to Leng Jian: "It seems that your resistance is extraordinary, and it is not surprising that you can protect yourself in troubled times. ”

"In any case, please sir must help me, I want to get more power. Leng Jian bent his legs and half-knelt on the ground and pleaded. The scribe lowered his head and looked at Leng Jian and asked, "What are you going to do with this powerful force?"

"I'm going to save my companion. Leng Jian blurted out almost without thinking.

The scribe sighed, as if surprised, and then asked, "Where is your companion now?"

"She was kidnapped by the Thunder Light Demon Dragon, and her life and death are uncertain, and I don't know what happened now...... The younger brother was ashamed of his meager strength, and he failed to protect them at that time...... Ask Mr. to be fulfilled. Leng Jian kept kneeling on the ground and said.

The scribe took a few steps sideways, looked up and said, "If it is taken away by the demon dragon, it is estimated that it will be more than lucky." Even if I am willing to teach, it will not be a day's work to achieve a breakthrough improvement, isn't it too naïve for you to think about it?"

"Master, in that case, let's save people for him!" the scribe's apprentice hurriedly said, "Don't you always teach me that martial arts practitioners should take it as their duty to save the common people?"

"No, don't forget that we have more important things to do. "You are right, but you also have a lot of points, you can't have both, and you have to make a trade-off in everything." Little brother, we can't help it. ”

Leng Jian was helpless, so he had to stand up slowly, and then said to the scribe: "Since Mr. has something important to do, I have no need to force it." I took my leave...... and turned to leave, when I suddenly heard the scribe call out: "Little brother, there is a huge valley not far away, where there are many demon dragons, if you are lucky, you should be able to find your friend." ”

"I'm just going there. Leng Jian said and walked away.

"Are you going to go on foot?" asked the scribe.

"Is there a better way, sir?" Leng Jian asked rhetorically.

"I can teach you the art of dancing the sky and help you, but it's only for half a day, and it's up to you whether you can comprehend it. The scribe said.

"If that's the case, the little brother should be grateful, please teach me. Leng Jian said happily.

"Master, why haven't you taught me such a good skill?" said the young man beside Leng Jian with a little complaint.

The young scribe replied, "Not everyone can master the art of dancing the sky, and it's still too early for you to practice it. After speaking, he turned to Leng Jian and said to him: "Little brother, you try to leap with all your strength, I want to see how high you can go." ”

Leng Jian nodded, immediately opened his lunge, his body was slightly bent, his head looked at the sky, his feet were full of strength, he instantly rose from the ground, and jumped into the air, to say the least, six or seven zhang high. After a while, Leng Jian fell back to the ground from the air, and said to the scribe with a fist: "Please sir!"

The scribe said unhurriedly, "Your jumping ability is excellent, but do you understand why you fell so quickly?"

"I never thought about it. Leng Jian said frankly.

At this time, the sun was shining and the breeze was not blowing, but Leng Jian suddenly felt a strong air flow blowing in front of him, which was fleeting. When he looked intently, the young scribe had an extra leaf between his fingers. The leaf turned out to have been pinched from a nearby tree by using his telekinesis technique. Leng Jian couldn't help but admire.

The scribe threw the leaf in his hand into the air, letting it float slowly in the air, and after a while said to Leng Jian: "The reason why this leaf can float in the air is because there is air around it to support it, and its mass is extremely light, so the speed of its fall is also extremely slow, and with the breeze, it can drift far away without touching the ground." Of course, we can't make our bodies as light as leaves, but we can achieve a similar effect by harnessing qi, allowing ourselves to float in the air like a feather. ”

"Harnessing the qi?" Leng Jian said thoughtfully.

"Yes, not only do you have to learn to control the qi in your body, but you also have to learn to use the qi in your body to control the air outside your body, which is a compulsory course in the Dancing Void Technique. The scribe explained.

Leng Jian listened intently, waiting for the scribe to continue. The scribe paused, and then said, "It's not convenient to talk here, so come with me!" After speaking, he called his apprentice and walked out first.

For the sake of narrative convenience, while the three of them are still walking on the road, first reveal the names of the pair of masters and apprentices. The young man dressed as a scribe was called Huo Jingyuan, and the young man was the apprentice of the scribe named Zhou Tieshan. As for more information about them, it will slowly become clear as the story develops.

The three of them walked a short distance to a small town, and before entering the town, they could see a wooden sign inserted on the Yellowstone path, with three words written on it: Changle Town.

Huo Jingyuan took Leng Jian to a deserted courtyard, and the two began to negotiate formally. Zhou Tieshan obeyed the order and waited outside the courtyard.

"Brother Leng, I have a question, I don't know if it will be a little abrupt. Huo Jingyuan asked Leng Jian.

"But it doesn't hurt to ask. Leng Jian said.

"I want to know who the respected teacher is?" Huo Jingyuan asked.

"To tell you the truth, I grew up in the Gold Medal Falcon Club, and the teacher who taught me was also an ordinary coach in the club, and you wouldn't know him. This...... Does it matter?"

"It turns out that you are from the Gold Medal Falcon Society. There are many elites among the members, with your current skills, you can almost be said to be at the tail of the crane, and your teacher seems to have reservations about you!" Huo Jingyuan pondered.

"Perhaps...... However, I have always respected him, he not only taught me martial arts, but also taught me a lot of survival skills, and it can be said that without him I would not be where I am today. This time I said goodbye, I'm really sorry for his old man, but I can't go back. Since I have decided to leave this society, my goal is to become a demon hunter and hope to become stronger. Leng Jian said seriously.

Huo Jingyuan put his fingers on his cheek and thought for a while, before he looked at Leng Jian and said to him: "Next, I will teach you the Dancing Technique, but you have to promise me one thing first, what do you think?"

Leng Jian nodded solemnly and said, "No problem." ”

"I taught you the art of dancing the sky to help you save your companions, the sooner you learn to save people, the greater your hopes, if you learn it too late, I'm afraid you will have to ask your companion to pick up the bones. What I want you to promise is that you can't teach it to others after you learn it. Can you do it?" Huo Jingyuan said solemnly.

"I promise you. Leng Jian immediately replied.

"Well, I believe you. Huo Jingyuan said, "Next, I will teach you the mantra of luck, and you listen carefully." I will give a proper demonstration, and it is up to you whether you can comprehend it in a short period of time. ”