"Look at me with a slash against the wind!" With a snort, an arm-thick branch fell from the sky, Wang Lie looked at the falling branch triumphantly, and waved the green steel sword in his hand.

More than a month has passed since the sword competition between the East and West Sects of the Boundless Sword Sect, and this more than a month Wang Lie couldn't withstand Zuo Chaoqun's enthusiastic invitation, so he stayed in the Boundless Sword Sect, and played chess with Zuo Chaoqun when he had nothing to do on weekdays, and blew water with the disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect, and continued to cultivate his own Yang Finger at night. It's easy to live and be free. This green steel sword was asked by him from the Infinite Sword Sect, and after practicing the internal strength of the One Yang Finger for two months, the One Yang Finger did not enter the Nine Grades, but Wang Lie found that his strength had become a lot greater, so he found a sword to split the wood to try his strength.

Although he got the light skill of the Infinite Sword Sect, Wang Lie did not practice, there is really no need to practice the third-rate kung fu of the Infinite Sword Sect, and he only lowers his style after practicing, although the One Yang Finger is not the best, but after all, it is the foundation of the Six Veins Divine Sword, how can it be regarded as a first-class martial art, and the practice is okay. If you practice the swordsmanship of the Infinite Sword Sect is a pure waste of time, you don't see that there is a sword god Zhuo Bufan in the Tianlong Babu, and after practicing the swordsmanship for twenty years, it was easily done by Xuzhu, Tianlong Babu is a world where internal force is king, just remember these sword moves, and hard practice of internal force is the king.

"Wang Shaoxia-" Wang Lie was fiddling with the green steel sword, and a shout sounded from afar. He is a disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect.

"Well, is it time for Lao Zuo to play chess with me again?" Wang Lie thought.

"I'm here—right away!" replied Wang Lie in a loud voice.

Soon after, Wang Lie returned to the Sword Lake Palace.

Zuo Chaoqun was sitting in the hall drinking tea, and when he saw Wang Lie coming, he quickly stood up and took two steps, "Brother Wang is here." ”

For more than a month, Wang Lie successfully fooled Zuo Chaoqun to really regard him as a chess friend of Murong Longcheng, to say that Wang Lie's chess skills, it is really not much, he has an aunt who is a professional chess player, he has been learning chess with him since he was a child, although he is not as good as those professional masters, his rank is not low, and a thousand years ago, just the countless chess games he memorized in his head were enough to crush these amateur players. You must know that although today's people in the rivers and lakes like to learn some qin, chess, calligraphy and painting elegantly, but that level is average, Wang Lie remembered that Huang Mei Seng and Duan Yanqing also played a game of chess later, and the two may be regarded as Go masters, but Zuo Chaoqun is obviously not.

With superb chess skills and a deep understanding of immeasurable swordsmanship, Zuo Chaoqun regarded Wang Lie as a guest.

"Brother Wang—" Zuo Chaoqun pulled Wang Lie to sit down and said, "I just received an invitation. ”

Only then did Wang Lie find that Zuo Chaoqun was holding a red invitation card in his hand.

"Shaolin wants to hold a martial arts conference, invite all the major factions of the rivers and lakes to participate, you come to help me analyze and analyze, do I go or not." Zuo Chaoqun asked eagerly. The Infinite Sword Sect is just a small sect, and the rivers and lakes are deep, so you have to be careful.

"Go, why don't you go?" Wang Lie blurted out. "There haven't been any major events happening on the rivers and lakes recently, so this martial arts conference shouldn't be a big turmoil, it should just be a gathering of friends with martial arts. Seeing Zuo Chaoqun's hesitant look, Wang Lie added again.

"That's right. Zuo Chaoqun pondered for a moment, "The rivers and lakes have been calm for a long time, and there will be no bloody things." I simply took my disciples to Shaolin. ”

"Lao Zuo—" Wang Lie said unceremoniously, "I don't know if it's inconvenient for Fang to take me along." ”

"Haha-even if Brother Wang doesn't say it, I'll invite you to go with me," Zuo Chaoqun laughed and said: "The martial arts conference is such a grand event, I think Murong Daxia will definitely participate, and I hope that Brother Wang can introduce one or two when the time comes." If he can get Murong Daxia's advice, the old man will be worth the trip. ”

"It's easy to say-" Wang Lie snorted, lies really can't be told casually, this is a trouble if it really runs into Murong Longcheng.

"In this case, the old man will order people to prepare, and we will set off north to Shaolin in three days. Zuo Chaoqun said.

"Then I'll go back and pack my bags first, and we'll see you later. Wang Lie said, waved at Zuo Chaoqun, and left the hall.

On this day, more than a dozen people from the rivers and lakes on horseback came on the official road, led by a long-bearded old man of about fifty years old and a white-clothed young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, followed by more than a dozen people of different ages, these people had a long sword on their backs in addition to their baggage, which caused people on the road to avoid each other, but the people in the rivers and lakes did not agree with each other and drew their swords, and the common people did not want to cause trouble.

"Brother Wang, follow this official road all the way to the north, and you will be able to enter Henan in a few days, and then you will be able to walk a few days to Shaolin Temple. The long-bearded old man was none other than Zuo Chaoqun, and he raised his horsewhip and pointed to the north.

"I can't imagine that this journey will take so long. Wang Lie complained, riding a horse was not a comfortable job, his two thighs had long been worn out, but fortunately, the disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect carried the golden sore medicine with them.

"Haha, that's pretty fast. The endurance of these horses under us is far superior to that of ordinary horses. Zuo Chaoqun said, "Otherwise, time will have to be much slower." I remember that more than 20 years ago, I went to Shaolin with my master, and we walked for half a year to get there. ”

Wang Lie, who was accustomed to the convenient transportation of later generations, couldn't help but be speechless.

"But if there is a master of decision, it is not a problem to travel thousands of miles a day. Zuo Chaoqun said, "If you think that Murong Daxia's foot strength will only take a few days to rush from Yunnan to Shaolin." ”

I couldn't tell that this Zuo Chaoqun was still a brain-dead fan of Murong Longcheng, Wang Lie scolded and didn't follow his words. These days Wang Lie inquired all kinds of things, and now the more famous people in the rivers and lakes don't know about themselves, except for one Murong Longcheng who has heard of it, and even the name of Wuyazi has not been heard, of course, it may also be Zuo Chaoqun They are lonely and unheard, the current abbot of Shaolin Temple is like a sage, pure and true as the sea, Lingxuanhui is empty, this Ruxian monk is five generations higher than Xuzhu, and the heavenly Tong has intersected with the monks of the Lingzi generation, and they should still be very young now. It stands to reason that the Loose Sect is not completely hidden, and I don't know if this martial arts conference can meet them without cliffs. Wang Lie is full of expectations for this martial arts conference, not to mention whether he can meet Wuyazi, this time he will have a great opportunity to see the world's martial arts, and if he is lucky, he will become a blessed land of Lang Huan in advance, and he will be proficient in the world's martial arts.

Thinking of the smugness, Wang Lie laughed. Zuo Chaoqun and the other disciples all rolled their eyes, and they were not surprised if Wang Lie was in the habit of smirking at himself.

"Lao Zuo, the weather is so good, let's sing. Wang Lie said, without waiting for Zuo Chaoqun to say anything, he began to sing.

"The sea is smiling, the tide on both sides of the strait,

Ups and downs follow the waves.

The sky is smiling, and the tide is in the world.

God knows who loses and who wins.

The rivers and mountains are smiling, and the smoke and rain are far away.

How much do you know about the red world when the waves sweep away the red earth. ”

In the frenzied singing, a group of people were heroic, riding their horses and galloping to the north.