Mr. Bo Yi was even more surprised by this, such a quality sword turned out to be just an imitation, so how strange would the original Tiancong Cloud Sword be? They would give such a valuable sword to themselves, and the reason that there happened to be a sword idle in the mansion could only deceive the child, and naturally they could not deceive Suifeng. The strangest thing about him is that he only knows some martial arts, is it really so important for a big family like Fujiwara, is it worth their money?

What Suifeng didn't expect was that his second question was soon answered.

Mr. Bo Yi pretended to be angry and said: "I said that from today onwards we can be regarded as a family, why, is Mr. unwilling to sell my face?"

Mr. Takahashi also persuaded: "The head of the family sees that the long sword on your waist is really old, although this sword is not genuine, it is also cast by the master of the Middle Earth sword. Isn't such a treasure a generous gift, why don't you thank him quickly?" Even Shizuru turned his head and looked at him with deep meaning.

Hearing Takahashi mention the Chunjun sword hanging from his waist, Sui Feng's face couldn't help but change slightly, and after a little consideration, he still took the sword, and said with a smile: "In this way, then I might as well be respectful, thank you for the generous gift of the family master." ”

Seeing that Sui Feng accepted the long sword, Bo Yi's face was even more joyful, and he laughed loudly: "The timing of Mr. Sui's coming to my Fujiwara family this time is excellent, just in another month is the ten-year martial arts conference, Mr. Sui is a master from the Tang Dynasty, and his martial arts are naturally not comparable to ordinary samurai." It would be nice for him to represent my Fujiwara family. For the next month, sir, you can do your best and ignore the dogma and rules of the house. If Mr. can help my Fujiwara family to achieve the first place, then Boichi will be thanked. ”

Sui Feng knew for a moment that there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world. The reason why Mr. Boyi gave himself such a valuable gift is that I am afraid that it is supplemented by wooing, and this martial arts conference is the master. I just don't know what this martial arts conference decides, but the Fujiwara family attaches so much importance to it. Could it be related to the three artifacts?

But whether it matters or not, now that the arrow is ready to fly, Sui Feng has no choice but to nod and agree. Anyway, although the wind of Fusang's martial arts practice is prevalent, but he doesn't know the trick, he doesn't understand the method of internal strength change, in the past few months, Suifeng has completely opened up the belt veins, so far he has passed half of the eight veins of the Qi Jing, presumably the entire Fusang may not be able to find a few of his opponents, and there is no problem in thinking about it.

Mr. Bo Yi smiled and said, "Come on, come on, Shaoxia eat more, these are all seafood and aquatic products that are not available in Middle-earth." ”

The next thing is very monotonous and boring, and several people take turns to greet and set up with the wind. Sui Feng faintly watched the few people in front of him push their glasses into the lamp, and talked about the wine, and naturally remembered that at that time, in the Lingshui Pavilion of the Murong family, there was also such a dinner table, and it was also like this to persuade each other to drink and have fun.

Thinking about it, there really wasn't much difference, it was nothing more than the boy who took him to adapt to all kinds of socializing and the gentle girl.

How amazingly history repeats, at that time, it was for her to live in the Murong family, and became a member of the Murong family that many people in the rivers and lakes envied, and now this meal is for herself to become a guest of the Fujiwara family, it seems that it does not look any different. But who can say for sure?

I drank a lot of wine with the wind, maybe not so much of the previous ones combined. One cup after another, even if he has extraordinary internal strength, he can't resist the power of this mountain and sea.

The wine was intoxicating, but he was sober. The distance between himself and the girl in the blue clothes is getting farther and farther away, and there may never be a staggered day. The more he drank, the more Zuihou even felt a little dizzy, and in a trance, it seemed as if something slipped from the corners of his wet eyes and dripped onto his hands. Then, it was pitch black. ...,

Early in the morning, a ray of bright sunlight shot in from the hollow of the window and fell on the eyes of the wind. I only felt as if there was some light flickering in front of me, and I was stunned and woke up.

Above his head was a white gauze tent, covered with a silk satin quilt, and he sat up from the bed in a daze. As soon as he got up, he heard a "squeak" sound on the door, and Jingliu, dressed in white, walked in from outside the door. As soon as he saw Suifeng, he said with some surprise: "Brother Sui, you are awake! Uncle Takahashi is really good, how can they let you drink so much wine." ”

As he spoke, Jing Liu handed over a bowl of sobering tea, "You take a sip of sobering wine, it's very effective." ”

With the wind feeling warm, he swept away the gloom that had been stagnant before, took the tea bowl, and took a sip gently. A fresh fragrance came to the nose, and there was a hint of sweetness, which was very refreshing. Sure enough, after only a few sips, my originally somewhat drowsy mind cleared up a lot.

Slowly got out of bed, opened the window on the wall, and the room was immediately filled with warm and warm sunlight. "By the way, why didn't you see Ah Niu, where did he go?" Sui Feng looked at the bright sun outside the window, but didn't see Ah Niu, so he asked casually.

"Your companion, you said? Because he didn't know much of Fusang, he was sent to the east wing, probably a little far from here. Jing Liu took a few steps, came to Suifeng's side, and replied softly.

East...... Sui Feng groaned in his heart, "Isn't the east side Mr. Takahashi's residence? Isn't there still a vacant room on the west side, and he will be arranged to go to the east wing?"

"On weekdays, all kinds of things in the family are taken care of by Butler Sasaki, I really don't know what he thinks, why don't I go to him?"

Sui Feng shook his head, "No need, I'm just asking." Maybe he's in the East Chamber, it's okay, he already knows Mr. Takahashi, so it's more convenient. When Sui Feng said this, his brow furrowed unconsciously. Ah Niu's question must be just a small episode, and I don't know what awaits him in the future.

According to Bo Yi, the so-called martial arts conference is a martial arts feast that nobles and commoners can participate in. Fusang is now peaceful and stable, and the people will have some unstable factors if they are bored. It just so happened that Fuso was in full swing in martial arts, so he simply held such a different kind of competition, which was an event that everyone from the emperor to the common people paid attention to.

It's just that the big family has thousands of properties, and there are countless samurai customers. Therefore, the larger the family, the more powerful the samurai can be recruited, because from a long time ago, the first few were taken over by the samurai under the major families. Few folk warriors can enter the top ten, and once they perform well at the conference, they are likely to be valued by the major families and recruited into the door, and enjoy the glory and wealth from now on. Therefore, many cloth-clothed samurai dream of being able to show off their style at the martial arts tournament.

For the major families, the martial arts conference has also become a way to show the strength of the family and compete for rankings. The family that can win the first place will be admired by the warriors of the world, and thousands of guests will come to vote, so that the family will prosper. On the contrary, if the originally powerful family continues to slump in the martial arts conference, it will also lead to the gradual loss of people's hearts and gradually decline.

As a result, the competition, which was originally intended for leisure and entertainment, has become a battlefield for people from all walks of life to compete for fame and fortune.

Sui Feng is very disdainful of this, this so-called martial arts conference and the imperial examination in Middle-earth are simply the same model. He was at the bottom of the entire Yangzhou before, and many of the poor families he saw with his own eyes were obviously embarrassed, but the men in the family did not work hard but had the dream of being able to win the championship in the imperial examination in one fell swoop, and share the fame and beauty with their families.

Although the imperial examination can select talents, the price is too great. However, this martial arts conference in Fuso does not even have the function of selecting talents. Sui Feng secretly sighed, in this regard, what Fusang learned from Datang was still only in shape but not in quality. ...,

In the following month, Sui Feng did not continue to deepen his internal strength to open up the remaining meridians, nor did he go to the city to wander around, but instead spent most of his time in his room or in the courtyard to meditate, looking at the half-rolled clouds in the sky.

Sometimes he will use the Tiancongyun Sword given by Mr. Bo Yi to practice the mysterious swordsmanship he learned before, and each sword practice is accompanied by a short time, sometimes sharp and sometimes soothing sword groan, which is one of the most difficult levels in that set of sword skills, combining swiftness like Xunfeng with soothing water. If he can practice this, it means that the two lines have been completely practiced, and according to the sword spectrum, there will be three and four lines in the future, so that the eight lines of zuihou will be one, reaching the supreme realm of one sword to evolve chaos.

From the day he got the sword trick to the present, Suifeng has finally connected the two systems into one by a few moments, just a small step away from this, and he can be successful when he takes a step.

And the Taiji diagram in the dantian with the wind has also become more and more perfect, and has completely reached the supreme step of Taiji yin and yang. But because of this, he is also stuck in this bottleneck, and there seems to be no room for progress except for opening up the meridians. According to the statement in the Heavenly Analysis Recipe and the Heavenly Return Formula, he only needs to open up the meridians to enhance the internal force, and when the meridians of the whole body are exhausted and the internal force is sufficient, he can try to communicate with the heavens and the earth to naturally enter the innate state.

However, Suifeng faintly felt that according to this method, it should be a little worse, but he couldn't say what the difference was. Even if Zuihou can really enter the innate realm, he will still lack something in the future.

But all this was just his own feelings, and he was not sure, and with his current situation, he was still far from entering the innate world.

At first, when Sui Feng practiced swords in the courtyard, not many people knew about it, but a few servants were attracted by the sound of swords in his courtyard. Later, somehow, one to ten, ten to hundred, every day as long as he moved his sword, there would be dozens of people outside the courtyard to watch.

Zuihou and even some other samurai of the Fujiwara family came to see the subtlety of Middle-earth swordsmanship, but these people didn't understand how to be easy to understand, how to exhaust the subtlety, and just look at it as an ordinary swordsmanship. On the contrary, the body technique of matching the sword moves with the wind has attracted more people's discussions.

In this regard, Sui Feng didn't care about it, just treated it as if he didn't see it. The complexity of this set of swordsmanship is the only one he has seen in his life, involving the Book of Changes, the Nine Palaces, and the Bagua, which can be described as all-encompassing, and they may not be able to learn one of the ten swordsmanship when they see the original sword spectrum, as for the phantom step, there is no need to worry, there is no corresponding mantra and footwork, and it can only be regarded as a juggler.

But for the first time in his life, he was seen as a juggler, which made Sui Feng cry and laugh.

Not long after, a whole month has passed, and in another day it will be the martial arts tournament that Fuso has attracted the attention of the whole country.