Chun Feng Du Jian

Among the solitary peaks that are difficult for birds to climb, a figure floated down the cliff, as if it had no weight, and almost without a buffer, it fell lightly into the dense tree crown, escaped from the gaps in the thick green branches and leaves, and stepped on it. On the wet land beside Bitan.

He took off the water bag around his waist and filled it with clean water, and then changed his place, squatting in a shallow place in Bitan, staring at several foot-long fish swimming around.

Wen Heng rolled up his sleeves, looked at one of them, and plunged into the water like lightning.

You Yu is so sensitive, once frightened, he will scatter in all directions, but no matter how fast he is, he can't beat Wen Heng to make a move.Water drops splashed, and a big fish came out of the water, struggling under Wen Heng's restraint, and was knocked unconscious by him casually throwing it on the rocks on the bank.

The second one was also done in the same way. Wen Heng took out a small dagger from his waist, squatted beside the Tan and cleaned up the fish, threaded it with a branch and carried it in his hand, got up and walked towards the opposite cliff.

This piece of stone wall is bare without any grass, only some sporadic protrusions. Wen Heng took a breath, stepped on the limited foothold and flew up. In just a few breaths, he stepped on a small stone platform in the middle of the cliff that only accommodated half his body. He bowed his head and drilled. Into the cave.

The few inches taller than his head are all on his legs, so it is easy to touch his head if he is not careful, but fortunately the cave is spacious enough.Wen Heng raised his hand and threw the water bag to the old beggar who was sleeping in the corner. The other party caught it without looking back, got up slowly, took a big sip, and asked in a disinterested manner: "Today Eat fish again?"

Wen Heng found dry firewood to light the fire, skillfully grilled the fish, and said "hmm" without raising his head.

Four years have passed, and because of martial arts training, his shoulders have become slightly wider than before, his bones have grown, he is tall and thin, he is no longer the slightly thin figure of his youth; his appearance has not changed much, but The outline is deeper, and the lines at the turning point of the jaw are well-constricted, shedding the last bit of childishness, and completely growing into a handsome figure like Zhilan Yushu.

It's a pity that the old beggar doesn't know what "beautiful food" is, so he groaned crookedly: "Oh, I'm tired of eating, and a bird fades out of my mouth!"

The old beggar's surname is Su Youfeng. He is not a beggar in his job, but his level of idleness is not inferior to any beggar.Although he brought Wen Heng here captive, the teachings of the past four years cannot be faked, because of emotion and reason, Wen Heng had to call him Master.

When the disciple heard the master's complaint, he didn't say anything, but silently took one of the fish out of the fire, as if to throw it.

"Oh, don't throw it away!" Su Youfeng jumped up, rushed over to save the fish, and put it back on the fire in an upright manner, babbling: "Look at you, an unfilial apprentice, why do you want to kill the fish?" Master just say a word, you are playing petty temper."

Wen Heng glanced at him lazily, and asked back: "Since Master knows, why do you want to say more?"

Su Youfeng was open-minded and wild by nature, and he was used to it by this apprentice, he didn't care too much about the superiority and inferiority of the master and the apprentice, so if he committed such a thing, he rubbed his hands and thought: "What do you want to eat, why don't you go out and get it for the master tomorrow?" Just roast chicken and come back for the Teeth Ceremony?”

Wen Heng poked the fire and said, "Alright, take me with you."

Su Youfeng's heart was full of roast chicken, he said "hmm" casually, and suddenly realized after a while: "What are you going to do?"

"I have already mastered the "Ling Xiao Zhen Jing". After all, living away from the world is not a long-term solution. What should be done is still to be done." Wen Heng flipped the grilled fish unhurriedly, and said, "You take me If I go out, our master-student friendship will last forever, if I sneak away, the master will probably scold me for being unfilial again."

Su Youfeng asked in astonishment: "You you...you know how to get out?"

Wen Heng saw that his eyes were almost filled with pity, and explained in a soft voice: "Master, there are two exits here, one is the rock crevice you usually drilled, and the other is under the pool... It's been four years. Even a fool should figure it out."

Su Youfeng often disappears for a day and a half without saying hello, and when he reappears, there will be more food such as roasted chicken sauce, meat, pancakes, steamed buns, etc. These things can't always grow on trees, and Wen Heng doesn't need to deliberately follow him He exposed all the secrets by himself.

Su Youfeng scratched his head and said, "Why didn't I know there was an exit under the pool?"

"Master." Wen Heng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "If it is a pool of stagnant water, where do you think the fish we have eaten in the past four years come from?"

"..."

Su Youfeng is one of the rare masters in the world who has completely mastered the "Ling Xiao Sutra", even with a broken arm he can fight Wen Heng on par.If he hadn't deliberately disguised himself as a beggar to hide his whereabouts, he should be as famous as the head of the Chunjun sect.There are many mysteries about this person, but Wen Heng is not a curious person.

Wen Heng always felt that he was pretending to be stupid on purpose, but today he suspected that he was wrong.

"You." Su Youfeng withdrew his laughing expression, leaned against the stone wall, and asked with a smile and a sigh, "Since I knew it a long time ago, why didn't you leave?"

This child has always been too modest, and he never brought it up in the past four years. Now that he has achieved great success, he decides to leave, and he should go without hesitating.

Wen Heng had countless opportunities to leave. When Su Youfeng kidnapped him back then, it was reasonable for him to take revenge—what better revenge than four years of planning for nothing?

"Because I called you Master." Wen Heng replied without changing his expression, "By virtue of your merit, you could have been a reborn parent, but it's a pity that you killed it yourself."

Su Youfeng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled clearly.

The smell of grilled fish on the fire was familiar to them for thousands of days and nights.In the only smoke and fire in this fairyland outside the world, the old and the young sat facing each other, finally waiting for the long-overdue frankness.

"The first time I saw you, I thought this kid was cautious, meticulous, young, but matured, so he shouldn't be an apprentice in a medicine hall; later, I watched you practicing swords at night, and felt that you were a pearl covered in dust, and you were hired as an apprentice." thought."

"Stop praising me," Wen Heng couldn't hold back, and pierced him, "You clearly said at that time that my sword was only suitable for killing fish."

Su Youfeng sneered: "Little bastard, you will turn over old scores. At that time, you used your sword as a fire stick. Am I wrong about you?"

Wen Heng didn't bother to fight with him, so he just laughed it off.

"Ling Xiao Zhen Jing" is a magical skill that has never been seen in this world, and it has a great relationship. Su Youfeng is very cautious about recruiting apprentices. He needs the apprentices to be talented and able to take on tasks.But where is it so easy to find such a good apprentice?It is best to teach it from an early age by hand.It's a pity that those seedlings with excellent aptitude are usually sent to the various sects early, and the rest are buried among the common people. If Su Youfeng wants to find them, he can only wander in the market and search around slowly.

Wen Heng is a rare special case, he is really talented in swordsmanship, but also really congenitally deficient, the lack of internal strength is too obvious, even the Chunjun faction can't save it.This kind of "rough stone" is very risky. If it is opened well, it is a priceless jade. If it is not opened, it is no different from bricks for building walls.

"If you follow as a teacher, it's not a wild way. Our school has a serious teacher. Have you heard of Buxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain?"

Kunlun Mountain is so majestic that it is difficult for pedestrians to reach. Buxu Palace is a hermit sect and has almost no contact with the Central Plains martial arts. Wen Heng has heard of it, but he really doesn't know much about it.

Su Youfeng sighed quietly: "On the twelfth floor of the Kunlun Buxu, Xuanminglou's 'Fighting Rebels' is the origin of your master and me."

"I never thought that I would be honored to enter the Buxu Palace." Wen Heng also sighed, "Your old man is not cultivating himself on Kunlun Mountain, but lives on the street. , or was he hunted down by some powerful enemy?"

Su Youfeng took a look at him, and really wanted to applaud his sharp mouth.

"My arm was cut off by a traitor from our sect," he pointed to his empty sleeve, "he had a heart for Buxu Palace and stole several precious secret books from the palace. I went down the mountain to pursue this person. A few days later, I stopped him at the northern foot of Mount Bo, surrounded by more than a dozen disciples, but he still escaped."

More than a dozen people were besieged and killed, including a master like Su Youfeng. As a result, Su Youfeng lost one of his arms, leaving a scar that ran across his entire face.

Wen Hengguang looked at the hideous long scar, and felt a subtle tremor in his heart.It's not fear, but vigilance and excitement in the face of a strong enemy.

He didn't realize that he was so belligerent before, but after he had practiced martial arts to a certain level, he would have such a subconscious reaction, probably because of a keen intuition of a martial arts practitioner towards killing intent.

Su Youfeng continued: "Xuanming Building has lost a group of elites, and they haven't brought them back. This situation is unimaginable. The palace took me down from the position of the landlord and no longer reused them. They didn't believe it. This man has such strong martial arts, I suspect that I let him go secretly for personal gain."

Wen Heng asked: "So you left Kunlun Mountain in a fit of anger, and disguised yourself as a beggar in order to arrest him and clear up your grievances? Who is that person?"

Su Youfeng shook his head, and said: "Skills are not as good as others, and he is half-crippled. How can he be wronged? I just don't understand why he defected. I always feel that things shouldn't be like this. I want to see what he is planning."

"As for taking you as an apprentice, I did have the intention of teaching a peerless genius to avenge my shame, but raising an apprentice is not like raising a dog. If you say let go, you will let go." He sighed and waved his hand, "When things come to an end... Now, as a teacher, how can you be so cruel as to ask you to die? You can do whatever you like."

Wen Heng: "..."

The heart is a kind heart, but why doesn't it sound like a kind word?

Wen Heng knew very well that his master dog couldn't spit out ivory, so he smiled and said casually: "Master is kind, I thank you very much. Please tell me the name of that man, in case you meet him one day When it arrives, I might just do my filial piety to Master."

Su You laughed loudly when he heard the words, as if he took his words as a pure joke, or maybe he was laughing at his ignorant arrogance.

Buxu Palace has been hidden from the world for many years, and he is not afraid that Wen Heng will know when he said it: "This person used to be the owner of Danyuan Building, the leader of Buxu Palace's collection of secret books, profound knowledge, deep scheming, and martial arts are far above me." Su Youfeng said, "'The sage embraces one as the world's style', his real name is Feng Baoyi."

Wen Heng heard a "buzz" in his mind, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Who?"