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This time, Zhao Fujin didn't just glance at it casually and throw it away like before, but read it carefully. The strange old man's eyes were full of shock. He found this book by accident in a small sect library. At the bottom of the counter, there was a layer of dust.

At that time, I was injured and hunted down by my enemies. When I saw this book called Cowhide Man’s Magical Art, I felt that the name was weird, so I flipped through it in a bored way. After reading four or five pages in a row, I gradually discovered the meaning of this book. Extraordinary, he was shocked by this book after reading it.

In recent years, many people in Jianghu thought that he was learning the skills of Shenjianzong. Everyone in the world knew that he had been in seclusion for seven years. Many people really thought that he was creating skills. In fact, he was practicing this The cowhide magical skills stolen by Ben.

He learned the Cowhide Man’s Divine Kung Fu for a long time before he knew why this Kung Fu is called this name. The name may come from Cowhide Candy. He has already achieved a little success in this Kung Fu. A normal sword can be inserted into his hands and feet to ensure that he does not bleed No injury, according to the book, after practicing Mahayana, the bones will be soft, and the whole person will become brown sugar.

As for why everyone in the Jianghu knew that he was creating a replica of the Thousand Feathers Excalibur, it was because there was only one nemesis for this cowhide man's magical skill, and that was the Thousand Feathers Excalibur, which was the number one attack, so he studied the Thousand Feathers Excalibur in his spare time, but he completely He couldn't understand it, so it all depended on guessing. He guessed the moves of the Thousand Feathers Excalibur, and then thought about how to break it accordingly.

When he left the customs seven years later, the Cowhide Man made some small achievements in his magic skills. He didn't study and understand the Thousand Feathers Excalibur, but imagined a set of exercises according to the name of the moves of the Thousand Feathers Excalibur. Two swords, one up and down, one left and right.

People in the Jianghu have long believed that he imitated the skills of the Thousand Feathers Excalibur. The biggest reason is that the moves of the Cross Sword and the names of the moves of the Thousand Feathers Excalibur match very well. The public's imagination is always the same. Sun Qimiao in the name of Pu imagined various tricks in this way, and other people in the world also thought so.

So everyone looked more and more like it. In fact, the Cross Sword and the Thousand Feathers Excalibur are only related by name. Sun Qimiao is the Cross Sword created after interpreting the name of the Qianyu Excalibur. The only thing I know is the name of the trick.

"I think this book is good, even better than the few hardcover books you put in the middle." Zhao Fujin put down the book in his hand as he spoke, obviously not intending to continue reading, he just felt that all the books here This is the best book in my book, so I just appreciated the words.

The wonderful old man Sun Qimiao looked at Zhao Fujin with more respect in his eyes, even the kind of deep-seated respect that monks of the same level can only have.

Zhao Fujin put down the cowhide man's magical skills and casually flipped through two books. These things were boring to look at, and he was worried about the little donkey on them. In the end, he couldn't hold on any longer. He touched his nose and said, "By the way, you What about the books you want me to translate? I'll do my best."

The wonderful old man didn't answer, but asked in confusion, "Why don't you practice martial arts?"

Zhao Fujin did not expect that the fat old man in front of him who was covered with all kinds of gadgets would ask this question. After thinking for a while, he said: "As the saying goes, poor people learn literature, rich people practice martial arts. When I was young, my family was poor and I could afford books. It’s not bad, how can I afford a master, and later I feel that warriors are useless, I can’t do anything except fight and kill, and I just want to find a job as an official and do something for poor people like me.”

The old man was immediately in awe of the young man in front of him. He could only find something extraordinary after he read four or five pages. Do something for the poor, such a person is as dazzling as the sun and the moon in the sky.

Thinking that the old man should be a warrior, Zhao Fujin realized that he had said the wrong thing, cupped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look down on warriors, I just said that personally, I would like to be a parent official to seek a peaceful time for the people .”

The wonderful old man shook his head, approvingly said: "You are right, martial arts is just a joy for one person, a joy for one family, and it really doesn't have much meaning to this world."

Zhao Fujin smiled and didn't speak, he kept reminding himself to be cautious in his words and deeds in the future, and be careful of misfortune coming out of his mouth.

"Just these few books, let's read them." The wonderful old man picked out a few books and took Zhao Fujin out of the underground palace. He went out through the door leading to the underground stairs. Zhao Fujin immediately ran outside the door to look at himself. little donkey.

Just like what he was worried about, the little donkey was gone, and he ran out to look around again. The young man suddenly lost his face, and all he lost was white money. He ran into the house and said to the wonderful old man: "Where is the nearby yamen? I'm going to report to the official."

Just as the old man was about to ask the newspaper officer what he was doing, he suddenly thought of the little donkey outside the door. He pricked up his ears and heard that the heartbeat of the little donkey outside the door had indeed disappeared, and his body was covered with gadgets. He ran out in two steps, and listened carefully, but he couldn't find the smell of the little donkey around.

The little donkey is lost.

Zhao Fujin stared at the fat old man moving so quickly. The fat old man who claimed to be a wonderful old man was still beside him one moment and the next moment he was on the opposite side of the main road. The young man forgot about the little donkey at first glance at such a fantasy-like scene. Sad thing gone.

Sun Qimiao, the head of the Excalibur Sect who was flying around, looked more and more ugly. He had previously guaranteed that his own territory would not be lost, so it took a long time for him to be slapped in the face, not to mention Zhao Fujin's performance just now. It left a deep impression on the old man's heart.

The old man had already subconsciously regarded Zhao Fujin as a Confucian sage who was able to help the world while being able to help the world, and who was poor to take care of himself alone. He made a fool of himself in front of such a sage, and the old man who had walked the rivers and lakes all his life and loved the face most only felt ashamed and flustered at this moment.

"Why don't you report it to the officer and ask the guard to help you find it."

Zhao Fujin's voice reached the old man's ears, and the wonderful old man rejected it without even thinking about it. If it spread that his little donkey in front of his door was lost, he would ask the yamen servant for help. don't start.

"Don't worry, I will find it for you. If you want to see the donkey, I will bring you back the dead skeleton and watch the store for me." After saying this, the fat and wonderful old man disappeared from Zhao Fujin's sight.

For Sun Qimiao, the wonderful old man who is the head of Shenjianzong, finding a donkey is a matter of honor and face. He can bear being looked down upon by the reckless people in the world. Then he absolutely cannot accept it.

As Sun Qimiao showed his strength unreservedly and shuttled around the Wenlai Inn, the torrential aura of his body spread throughout the entire southeast area of ​​the imperial city, and many masters in the city climbed up to look at this place. side.

Today is an unquiet day. Before noon, many things worth talking about happened. First, someone assassinated Mr. Yun of Xueyu Villa, and then the maid next to Mr. Yun attacked Junzilou Sword Saint Thirteen in the street. Disciple Gu Lingyuan.

If this is a small matter, then the appearance of the Thousand Feathers Excalibur has made countless people in the Jianghu excited. What accompanied the excitement was that everyone found that Sun Qimiao's cross sword had nothing to do with the cross kill of the Thousand Feathers Excalibur. , and then Zhou Nu appeared on the battlefield, which was the first time many people saw Mahayana.

Only a short while later, another master who did not keep his aura appeared in the southeast corner of the imperial city. Many reputable Jianghu masters told the juniors around him that the master of this aura was at least half-legged Mahayana.

"See a donkey?"

Today, many people in the southeast corner of the city were asked this question. No one knew what kind of donkey made this old man with a terrifying aura so angry.

Finally, Sun Qimiao, who was looking around, determined the whereabouts of the donkey.

Zuo Qingxiong, the head of the Seven Heroes of Liaodong, followed the King of Liaodong into the city a few days ago to meet the current Emperor Jian'an.

Today, when I was saying goodbye to an old friend, news came from the old friend's disciple that two young people in the city were fighting in the street, one of them was the No. The move is most likely the Thousand Feathers Excalibur.

At that time, when the left-leaning bear flew southeast, he saw many figures. Everyone smiled at each other and knew why each other came. After the battle, flames danced in the eyes of many people. The peerless treasures in the house, and even the alluring appearance were ignored, and everyone saw the value of martial arts in her.

It's just the name of the shadow person of the tree, Xueyu Mountain Villa is famous, even if there is only one master master at the scene, no one dares to snatch him after all, Zuo Qingxiong happened to say goodbye to his old friend, and he went all the way east, he didn't come from The plan to go out of the city gate is that Liaodong is on the east side, so he will go all the way east, and turn over when he encounters the city.

When passing by a dilapidated inn, Zuo Qingxiong saw a donkey tied to the door. He happened to be a little hungry, and the donkey looked spiritual. The last time I carried it, I planned to find a place to bake it.

It just so happened that the wonderful old man took Zhao Fujin to the underground stone room. The stone room was used by the old man to practice. There were several doors, which were not only safe but also soundproof. The two people inside couldn't hear the donkey screaming.

The furious Sun Qimiao checked around and determined the direction and headed east quickly. Along the way, many people heard the roaring sound in the air, but when they looked up, they found that the sound was getting farther and farther away, but they couldn't even see what the sound was. clear.

Seeing the figure leaping over the city wall carrying a donkey from afar, Sun Qimiao roared angrily, "Bastard, it's me who stole things."

Left leaning bear felt an extremely powerful figure approaching from the direction behind him. When he jumped on the city wall, he looked back and found that the aura was directed at him. When he was a little confused about what this person meant, he heard the pressure from the inner force. sound.

Turning his head to look at the donkey on his shoulder strangely, Zuo Yixiong almost thought that what he had stolen was not a donkey but the wife of this angry old man.