There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 645 Xueluo Courtyard
Winter is approaching, and there are already snowflakes falling in Jiangxi.

The auspicious snow heralds a good year, and the snow falls in Bailu Academy. An old man with white hair looks at the falling snow outside the door in a daze.

"Li Taibai has a poem that says: Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and pieces blow down Xuanyuan Terrace." Behind the old man, a man in a blue Confucian shirt said excitedly: "But Jiangxi is located in the south of China, and it never snows all year round. Today there is snow. This Ruixue, the dean will see if he can create another set of Beifeng Sword to strengthen the swordsmanship of our Bailu Academy."

Bai Qian shook her head slightly: "The way of swordsmanship is just a trivial skill. Reading to understand the principles, and studying things to acquire knowledge is the most important thing."

"If you can't even read the book, then no matter how high your martial arts skills are, no matter how wonderful your moves are, they are nothing more than castles in the air."

Just as the old man was talking, a white pigeon came through the snow and landed in front of the old man. Looking up at the old man in white, he cooed twice.

The man in the Confucian shirt behind was taken aback: "In this weather, there are still pigeons in the hive?"

Bai Qian didn't seem surprised, he took out a handful of grains from his sleeve, and scattered them on the dry ground beside him, making it easier for the pigeons to pick up the ground, while he himself had already removed the copper from the pigeon's feet. Tube.

There is still a thin roll of mulberry paper in the copper tube. The man in the green shirt thought for a while: "It seems to have been rumored some time ago that Qin Yaozhan of the hive is immortal Vajra Shuqing. If you count the time, the result should come out."

"However, since Qin has such a big tone, then he must not be too small."

While the man in the blue shirt was saying this, Bai Qian had already read the content on the mulberry paper, and handed the mulberry paper to the man in the blue shirt.

The man took a look and was instantly taken aback.

He took a step back: "Shu Qing is dead?"

Although Shu Qing was an evil heretic and everyone was able to punish him, but the other party was the king of Luojiao after all, and he was an out-and-out big shot in handling the affairs of the whole religion. No one would have thought that he would die.

At most, it was just a defeat.

How could it be possible to die?

The man in the green shirt suppressed the shock in his heart, and continued to look down, only to find that everything written on this piece of mulberry paper was a major event, and he was a little silent for a while.

After reading all the words on the mulberry paper, the man in the green shirt looked up at Bai Qian: "Teacher, what are you going to do?"

Yes, this time the letter from the hive not only wrote about the result of the battle between Qin and Shu Qing, but also said that Shu Qing had been killed by Fang Bie.

Now Fang Bie is challenging the world's masters together with Qin, and directly named Bai Qian, the dean of Bailu Academy.

"The other party is just a junior, how can he have the qualifications to challenge the teacher?"

"Although the academy says that there are many places to study and few people who practice martial arts, there are not a few people who are both good at books and swords. We don't need the teacher to take action. We will kill him to death."

Before the man in the green shirt finished speaking, he heard laughter from Luoxue's courtyard: "Really? I don't believe it?"

The man in the green shirt looked towards the courtyard in surprise, but saw a young boy in civilian clothes jumping in from the wall in front of him, and directly saluted Bai Qian: "Farewell, junior, I have seen Dean Bai Qianbai, and I have admired his name for a long time."

The man in the blue shirt was speechless for a moment, while Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie in the courtyard in the snow, and smiled: "Ying Tian Mansion is quite far from here."

"Compared to Mount Hua, it's closer." Fang Bie said with a smile, "I rushed all the way here and didn't have much rest, so I came here with the pigeons."

"I'm afraid little brother Fang has to wait for the carrier pigeon for a while." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie and smiled.

"Dean Bai is really aware of the details. Yes, I arrived a little earlier, so I just waited for the pigeons." Fang Bie said without hiding anything.

But the man in the green shirt really felt incredible.

The homing pigeons in the hive are already the fastest means of communication in the entire rivers and lakes. Through the method of changing pigeons, they can travel up to [-] miles a day at the fastest, which is half faster than the fastest express of [-] miles.

But Fang Bie in front of him actually said that he set off with the carrier pigeon, and finally waited for the carrier pigeon for a while.

What kind of monster is this.

"Why did you come so early?" Bai Qian couldn't help asking: "Young brother Fang wants to compete with the old man. Come calmly. The old man's family has a great career, and even a monk can run away from the temple."

"Because I don't want to wait until that day to fight against Dean Bai." Fang Bie said directly without concealing it.

"Bold!" The man in the green shirt couldn't help but said loudly: "What qualifications do you have to directly challenge the dean?"

"Qualification?" Fang Bie asked with a smile.

Then he looked at Bai Qian: "Principal Bai, can you let me compete with your disciple and let him see where my qualifications are?"

When the man in the green shirt was furious, he drew his sword from behind, jumped to the courtyard, and stood opposite Fang Bie: "Don't think that you..."

At the same time as he spoke, Fang Bie had already drawn his sword.

Draw the sword, jump forward, slash, and jump back.

The four actions are done in one go.

Then withdraw the sword.

On the opposite side of Fang Bie, the man in blue was cut off by Fang Bie's sword, and the long sword in his hand was cut off, and his whole body was instantly chopped off and hit the pine tree in the courtyard.

The white snow fell from the pine trees, covering him almost like a snowman.

However, the physical pain came second, and the most incredible thing was the shock in my heart.

He is intoxicated, he has studied in Bailu Academy for 12 years, and now he is the senior brother of the academy, he is a top-notch candidate in literary and martial arts. Although he has never traveled in the rivers and lakes, he also plans to directly enter the imperial examination to become an official in the future, and help the world at the same time.

But he never imagined that he would be cut off by the opponent directly with a sword, and he was not even qualified to fight for a round.

Just now he was still asking the other party what qualifications he had to challenge his mentor.

Now it seems that he has become the biggest joke instead.

After Fang Bie drew his sword, he retracted it. After retracting the sword, he saluted and apologized to Bai Qian: "I made Dean Bai laugh."

"Brother Fang is merciful, which shows that he has kindness in his heart. I, Bai, should be grateful." Bai Qian sighed.

Fang Bie's sword just now is of course his qualification to challenge.

From Bai Qian's point of view, Fang Bie's sword skills were really lackluster, but they managed to be flawless.

Even if Bai Qian could imitate the strength, speed, and accuracy of this sword, it would not be better than Fang Bie.

So Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie: "How long did Fang Xiaodi practice this sword?"

Fang Bie smiled, shook his head and said, "Ten years."

"After ten years of sharpening a sword, it really is extraordinary. Brother Fang can become famous as soon as he comes out of the rivers and lakes. I don't know how many people there are in the world?" Bai Qian praised softly.

Fang Bie shook his head: "But this sword alone is not enough."

"That's why I dare to ask Dean Bai to accompany me to try the sword."

Don't get straight to the point, without any delay.

Bai Qian looked at the clothed boy in the courtyard, and finally sighed: "I heard you met Liu Pingye?"

Liu Pingye was the scholar swordsman who blocked Kong Wu together in the forest back then. Although the power of the invisible sword was greatly reduced, his Depressed Ecstasy Palm was very powerful and successfully injured Kong Wu.

Fang Bie nodded: "See you."

"At that time, he wanted to find relics to treat his wife's illness, but he failed in the end."

"Injustice, injustice." Bai Qian sighed and said, "Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death to agree."

At the beginning, Liu Pingye rebelled from Bailu Academy and finally chose to join the Luojiao. He broke his noble spirit and fell into a fall, but even so, he still did not change his original intention.

"Everyone has their own choice, and of course, everyone has to pay for their choice." Fang Bie said quietly.

"Little brother is open-minded." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie: "So you came this time because you want me to help you try the sword?"

"Yes." Fang Bie nodded.

"My Dean Jianbai also read it, but it's the only sword technique I can use under the premise of not being very talented."

When Bai Qian heard this, she couldn't help laughing bitterly: "You are not talented, what are you kidding?"

In the whole world, Bai Qian has never seen a second person who can practice this sword to such an extent.

"Because I'm stupid." Fang Bie said honestly: "I figured it out myself before practicing swordsmanship. If I learn one set of swordsmanship, I can practice it proficiently in one year, and then practice it one set at a time. After ten years, I'm at best a second-rate swordsman."

Bai Qian couldn't stop nodding.

Yes, it is not easy for a person to become a second-rate swordsman after ten years of sword practice alone.

At present, there is only one person who has been a first-class swordsman after ten years of sword practice.

That person's name is Shang Jiuge.

"Since there is no hope of practicing one set of one set, then it's better to practice one sword."

"Anyway, one sword is enough to kill."

Bai Qian laughed loudly when she heard this: "For a person who can resist practicing only one sword for ten years, your strength of heart is rare in the world."

"Talent or something is secondary."

"But this sword can't defeat Qin yet." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and said slowly.

"Why do you insist on defeating him?" Bai Qian asked back: "Qin is now in his thirties, and it is the peak moment of his life. His martial arts are world-class, his mind and resourcefulness are all top choices, and he can stay dormant for a long time in itself. Incredible thing."

"And if you and I remember correctly this year, we have just reached our full age. It is very difficult to compete with the top figures in the martial arts with more than ten years of experience."

"But what if I have to force it?" Fang Bie said without hesitation.

Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie: "He Ping is your master?"

Don't nod your head.

"Since He Ping is your master, why don't you try the sword with her?" Bai Qian asked.

"I'm afraid she will kill me." Fang Bie said quietly.

Then the boy paused for a moment, and added: "I'm also afraid that I'll kill her."

Both of them practiced the sword of killing.

It is easy to go wrong if they are all murderous swords.

Fang Bie didn't even dare to practice with Shang Jiuge, let alone He Ping.

Bai Qian smiled: "So, are you bullying the old man's scattered and weak swordsmanship?"

Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and shook his head: "No and no."

"Chunjiang Huayue Sword is number one in change, and number one in exquisiteness. It's still the sword of strangers. If you're looking for someone to test the sword, then Dean Bai must be the best candidate."

Listening to Fang Bie's comments and compliments, Bai Qian's expression remained calm: "Don't think that if you praise me, I will try the sword with you."

"Why should I promise you?"

"How do I know you won't be the second Qin?"

"In other words, based on your age, you are the scariest person in martial arts today."

"Now you, if I fight to the death, I'm afraid I'm no longer your opponent, let alone you want to go to the next level?"

Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian: "Shang Jiuge is my good friend, Dean Bai should know."

"Shang girl only recognizes swords but not people. You have such a strong sword, of course she is willing to make friends with you." Bai Qian retorted quietly: "It doesn't count."

"I killed Ning Huan." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and continued.

"Ning Huan is a disaster for the martial arts, and he takes refuge in Luo Jiao. He does everything in pursuit of martial arts and longevity. Everyone in the world will kill him." Bai Qian continued: "It's nothing special."

"Then I'll kill Wang Zhi next." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and said.

"Wang Zhi plotted to ascend to the great position, burn all living beings, and turn the Jiangnan water town into an endless hell. You kill him to benefit the world, but it is of no use to me."

"Since I took out my sword, I have only killed those who killed me. I have never touched innocent people." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and said softly, "There are more."

"If there is a day in the future when I will compete with Qin."

"I won't kill him."

As these words came out, Bai Qian's expression finally became a little moved.

"Why?" Bai Qian asked.

"In this world, there are some things that only he can do."

"In this world, there are some things that only I can do." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian.

The snowflakes fell quietly.

"Only in this way can I have a chance to kill the person I most want to kill."

"But the problem is, he is far stronger than Qin."

Bai Qian sighed.

"who's that person?"

"I can't say." Fang Bie replied immediately.

"Is there anyone in this world who can't be said?" Bai Qian asked.

"Of course there are people in this world who cannot be said." Fang Bie said.

"Then let me ask you, why do you insist on killing him?" Bai Qian asked, "Didn't you just say that?"

"You only kill people who want to kill you."

"At least for now, that person doesn't want to kill you. Not only does he not want to kill you, but he also wants to treat you as a guest of honor and overcome difficulties for him."

"Because in this world, it would be better without that person." Fang Bie said.

"I think it will be worse." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie and said.

"If there is a person who does not regard living beings as living beings, and does not regard all things as all things."

"Take the world as your own, mass production is like a private treasury."

"What you give and what you take away, do whatever you want, those who follow others prosper, those who oppose others perish."

Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian in the snow: "Should such a person be killed?"

"Receiving the country's filth is for the lord of the country, and receiving the country's misfortune is for the king of the world." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie: "If it is right, it is contrary."

The two people said seemingly unrelated things, but in the end they pointed to the same meaning.

Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie and let out a long sigh.

"I don't know how to convince you."

"But anyway, let's talk about it with a sword first."

Saying this, Bai Qian leaped lightly from the promenade into the snow-covered courtyard.

Gently stretching his hand, the snow-white long sword on his back was unsheathed automatically, and then fell into Bai Qian's hand.

"The sword name is Cold Light." Bai Qian said simply.

He faces each other with his sword.

(End of this chapter)