Sister, you miss me

Grinding the spear before the battle, the unhappiness is gone, this is what Tai Chi Sword Master Li Linfu said.

From this day on, Yang Feng lived in the small building, and Li Linfu taught Tai Chi Sword by hand.

For this reason, Yang Feng said to Wang Datong and Qin Xue and the others, saying that he was practicing hard in retreat and holding Buddha's feet temporarily.

Before Li Linfu gave the art, he explained the truth to Yang Feng. He said that although Yang Feng has the benefits of the blue nightmare, if he does not understand the swordsmanship, it is useless to use a weapon. Although the Blue Nightmare Sword is indispensable for success, if you change to someone else, even if you get the Blue Nightmare Sword, I am afraid it will be overwhelming.

In the end, Li Linfu concluded: "In a word, knives, guns, swords and halberds are dead, and ultimately they have to be used by people."

Li Linfu warned Yang Feng that the important thing is to improve yourself quickly and not rely on the famous sword blindly.

Li Linfu's professor is not careless, forgetting food and sleeping, and instilled all the 49 styles of Wudang Taiji Sword to Yang Feng in one night.

Li Linfu was getting old and his body was not too much to eat, so Yang Feng asked Yang Feng to realize that he wanted to make up for it.

The first ray of morning sun fell into the courtyard, and Yang Feng's ring reflected a golden light. This golden light happened to be seen by Li Linfu who was about to leave. His pupils shrank and walked back to Yang Feng, but his eyes were fixed on his little finger.

...

Longyang Sujia.living room.

An old man with a childish face and a childlike face was sitting in the main seat, and it was Su Wangzu, the ancestor of the Su family.

In front of them, there were three people standing separately, one monk, one nun, and one nun, all with black noses and swollen faces.

The monks and nuns are not bystanders, they are Master Shaolin Puhui, Wudang Yimei Taoist, and Emei Jingxuan Master.

The three big arms of righteousness in the past, and the place where the three major incense resorts attract gold today, the three heads are all hurt on their faces.

The injury is not serious, but there is no face.

There was a person sitting beside Su Wangzu with a sickly expression. It was Su Bao, the second child of the Su clan, with a sturdy back and a bull's waist. He was dying at this moment.

Today, the three of them came to ask about the plan together. Seeing the depravity of the second child of the Su family, the three of them couldn't speak.

"Senior, since ancient times, we have not beaten people in the face. Although we are not good at learning skills, we can't swallow this breath. Even though Liusheng's sword martial arts is high, it is too deceptive." Pu Hui said first.

"Isn't it?" He took a breath of pain with an eyebrow, and then continued: "If this is left in the past, it will challenge my entire Chinese martial arts world. We lose one by one, and the martial arts will face a catastrophe."

Jingxuan's eyes are full of tears: "What kind of hero is a woman who beats a woman, seniors please call the shots for me."

"You should feel lucky." Su Wangzu whispered, seeing the decline of the three heads of the family, he was a little bit dumbfounded.

"lucky?"

The three of them spoke in unison, of course in a questioning tone, including the half-dead Su Bao. Hearing this sentence, a strange look appeared in his eyes.

I was slapped in the face and my face was swollen. Are you lucky?

Su Wangzu nodded, and gently stroked the white beard of his chin: "Yibrow, you just mentioned the past. If it were, your life would be gone. Isn't that lucky enough."

"But... but senior, we can't swallow this tone!" Pu Hui said.

With an eyebrow, Jing Xuan couldn't help nodding, his eyes sharp.

"Skills are not as good as humans, what can't you swallow?"

After hearing Su Wangzu's words, the three of them couldn't help but lower their heads.

"Predecessors, this is an age of peace. Everyone is vigorously developing the economy. We were elected as the heads. That is because we are economic experts. The era of cold weapons has long passed. Even if you practice martial arts, it is only for physical fitness, not for fighting bravely. Ruthless." Pu Hui bravely raised her head and said her head straight.

"Yes, yes." Yimei and Jingxuan echoed.

Su Wangzu sighed softly: "Huaxia Wulin did have such a disaster. By the way, Puhui, have you ever consulted the ancestor of the small world."

It turns out that in addition to this big world, those famous mountains and ancient temples also have their own small worlds. The small worlds are filled with Taoist people and ancestors. They are no longer laymen, and they basically do not care about worldly things.

The Su family has established a family for two thousand years and has a long history. Su Wangzu naturally knows these secrets.

Pu Hui immediately replied: "I have asked. The ancestor in the small world said that only by finding the owner of the Wuding Tianhuan can this disaster be solved."

Su Wangzu cast his inquiring gaze at Yimei and Jingxuan, and the two also nodded frequently, as his ancestor master and ancestor grandmother said so.

"Senior, I heard from my teacher when I was young that the indefinite sky ring was in Master Jingsong's hands, and Master Jingsong's fairy traces Miaomiao, where can we look for it?" Jingxuan said, worried.

This time it was Puhui's turn and Yimei echoed.

"Jing Song?" Su Wangzu shook his head, "I know, I didn't expect that this tribulation should lie with that kid..."

Before Su Wangzu finished speaking, he was interrupted by a ringing call, and Su Wangzu's eyebrows trembled.

An old face flushed red, and he covered the Apple Watch: "Senior, let me answer the phone. We are thinking of having a date or not, and let the disciples look for the owner of the Wuding Tianhuan. Maybe there is news. "

"Come on!" Su Wangzu said generously.

"Thank you, senior." Nodding his eyebrows, connected the call, cleared his throat, and put on the majesty of a head, "Little plum, what's the matter?"

"Head, I am Li Linfu, the outer disciple, I have found the master of Wuding Tianhuan!" Li Linfu's voice was pleasantly surprised.

"Really!" His eyes widened with excitement, "What kind of person, where is the person?"

"The head of the report, he is in Beidu, and he is a named disciple of mine. I am teaching him Tai Chi swordsmanship to help him in a martial arts contest."

"Name, age, what job, why do you want to compete, who do you compete with?"

One eyebrow asked a series of questions, and Su Wangzu laughed loudly: "One eyebrow, I will answer you."

So, Yimei, Puhui, Jingxuan, and Su Bao, all four pairs of eyes looked at the ancestor of the Su family in surprise.

"That kid is called Yang Feng, 20 years old, a freshman at Beiqing University, and a classmate with his old husband and granddaughter. Jing Song gave him the Wuding Tianhuan. He defeated Liu Shengba's son a few days ago. Therefore, Liu Shengba The knife challenged him in turn."

Yimei listened to Su Wangzu's report and Li Linfu's report.

"God's will, everything is God's will!" The man with a brow sighed.

"What can a little monkey in his early twenties have? Even if he has been practicing since his mother's womb, so what? The three of us have practiced martial arts since childhood, so he can deal with the Liusheng Badao that made me so embarrassed?"

Jingxuan was the first to question.

Yimei and Puhui turned to Su Wangzu.

"Women's opinion!" Su Wangzu said unceremoniously.

Jingxuan's face flushed immediately, and she didn't dare to speak at will.

Su Wangzu said: "Since you know that there is a small world in this world, why is it still such a worldly short-sightedness, that Jingsong's vision can be so bad, and that kid has no chance to meet? The son of Liu Shengbadao, Liu Shenghaowu, also learned martial arts since childhood. He is a martial arts genius recognized by Neon. In the future, he will inherit the mantle of Liu Shengba's sword. Isn't he also defeated by Yang Feng?"

Pu Hui said: "You can't look like a person, and the sea cannot be measured. I'm short-sighted when I wait for the mouse. What the seniors taught is."

"What the predecessors taught is." Yimei and Jingxuan said in unison.

Su Wangzu nodded slightly, and the conversation turned: "However, there is still a big gap between him and Liu Sheng Badao. I am afraid it is still a bit difficult to have the power of a battle in just a few days, and at the same time wash away your shame."

The Taoist Yimei immediately stated: "Senior, if you have something to say, you can say it straight. It is incumbent on us to be public or private."

Su Wangzu said: "Liu Sheng slapped the three of you in the face and provokes the entire Chinese martial arts. However, the martial arts is declining, and now the younger generation is responsible for maintaining the dignity of national arts. Therefore, the three of you must work together to help him , Let him grow."

"We set off now." Pu Hui said hurriedly.

"Senior, what kind of good words do you have?" Yimei asked.

"Not yet, let's go." Su Wangzu waved his hand.

...

The head was very secretive about finding the owner of the Wuding Tianhuan.

However, when the headmaster heard that Yang Feng was the owner of the Wuding Tianhuan, the excitement was almost transmitted through radio waves, and Li Linfu felt it really.

Therefore, he looked at Yang Feng more.

Two days passed.

Early this morning, Mr. Hua personally inspected Yang Feng's study and ordered Li Linfu to accompany him.

In the morning-filled garden, there are some evergreen plants and three friends in the cold.

The old and the young each hold a gleaming and weightless long sword, just like the old man and the old lady in the park in the morning.

"Start."

Hua Ziyan's voice fell, and Yang Feng held Li Linfu's throat with a sword.

At this time, Li Linfu's long sword was still behind his back, the sword pointed at Qingming.

Li Linfu's throat rolled fiercely, his old face blushed instantly.In addition to embarrassment, but also a little angry.

"Offend." Yang Feng withdrew his sword.

Hua Ziyan was a little embarrassed, looked at Yang Feng angrily, and said in a questioning tone: "Would you never?"

Hua Lao nodded lightly.

Hua Ziyan said: "Attention, this time I call one, two, three, and then start."

"One, two..."

Hua Ziyan's "three" has not yet been exported, and Li Linfu has already made a sword, worthy of the Tai Chi sword master, with a strong momentum and momentum.

However, seeing Li Linfu's actions, both Hua Lao and Hua Ziyan were a little bit ridiculous, but they also felt excusable.

Li Linfu wanted to win too much. As a master, how could he lose to an unknown kid?

However, Li Linfu, whose sword was like a rainbow, instantly lost Yang Feng's sight. He shouted badly in his heart, and put a sword on his shoulder.

Li Linfu threw away the sword, his face was ugly, he didn't look back, and he sighed: "Little brother, why do you want to entertain the old man?"

"Why did the senior say this?" Yang Feng hurriedly withdrew his sword.

"The world's martial arts can only be broken quickly, not to mention the little brother has reached the state of no move."

Yang Feng walked to Li Linfu and said sincerely: "Senior, Yang Feng has offended a lot. After two days of teaching, Yang Feng has benefited a lot."

Li Linfu shook his head and cast his eyes on Hua Lao: "I'm sorry, I can't teach this apprentice. I'm just trying to mislead the children and leave."

Li Linfu left as he said, he was also a great master at any rate. He had never suffered such bird air.

"You can't teach, let's teach, so bad temper!"

Before the words fell, a monk and a nun walked into the garden.

"Palm...Head!" Li Linfu was completely dumbfounded when he saw Taoist.