Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

The man smiled freely: "I'm just happy to see Lie Xin, but I still have self-knowledge, and now I'm no match for Shopkeeper Su."

In the sword intent confrontation just now, he was defeated, and the defeat was complete. Under Su Xuan's sword intent, he had no strength to resist at all.

"Which school and faction are you from?"

Su Xuan was curious. The man in front of him was an out-and-out grand master of the Celestial Phenomena Realm. As far as he knew, there was no such a person in Jianghu.

Moreover, the opponent's qi and blood were condensed, and he was in his prime of life, and his every move showed his sharpness. Obviously, his practice on the way of swordsmanship was quite superb.

"Sword Sect."

"nameless"

The man answered.

"Sword Sect?"

Su Xuan nodded slightly, this sect he had heard from the one-armed old man said, it is the first-class swordsmanship sect in Kyushu, it has been hiding from the world all year round, only a few disciples walk in the rivers and lakes.

But all the disciples of the Sword Sect were brilliant and glamorous, and the memory of this person in front of him, which was originally somewhat vague, became clear with the name Wuming.

"any drinks?"

He didn't care too much about it, what about being unknown, and what about being famous?No matter who it is, they can't stop their martial arts path.

Besides, the current arena is a bit boring, unlike the last Jiazi, when the one-armed old man was fighting against the old monster.

Today's Kyushu martial arts, looking at the world, there is no younger generation who can compete with Su Xuan in swordsmanship, and many veteran land gods are not qualified to let him use the sword.

"Two taels of green bamboo leaves will do."

Wuming stepped into the tavern, looking at the scene inside curiously.

"Young master, this man is a bit weird."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu came over and murmured, Zhu Yuyan also had a solemn expression. At this time, Wuming just came out of the sword sect, and he has not yet become famous in the Jianghu.

Ordinary people can't feel it, but the more powerful the master is, the more intense the oppression he feels.

"These are the two maids of Shopkeeper Su, Miss Piaoxu and Miss Yan'er."

Wuming glanced at the two of them, and finally stayed on Zhu Yuyan for a moment, slightly surprised.

After re-cultivating the Tiangang Sword Sutra, Zhu Yuyan forcibly suppressed his cultivation at the Zhixuan Realm, tempered his qi and blood, polished his swordsmanship and true qi, and his strength was far better than before.

"Humph"

Zhu Yuyan snorted coldly, with an unhappy expression on his face. Wuming also knew what was wrong with him, so he hurriedly said apologetically, "I just marveled at Miss Yan'er's skill in swordsmanship, and didn't have any other meanings. Please forgive me, Miss."

"Two taels of green bamboo leaves."

Zhu Yuyan put the jug on the table.

"Thank you."

After the latter drank all the wine, he left the tavern and walked away.

"Young master, who is he?"

Willow Piaoxu was curious.

"Jianzong disciple."

He chuckled: "This kind of rivers and lakes are interesting."

"Jianzong disciple?"

Zhu Yuyan was slightly surprised: "Jianzong hasn't walked around the rivers and lakes for decades."

"This person is a grand master of the heavenly phenomenon realm, and his swordsmanship is superb, and he will inevitably set off countless bloody storms in the rivers and lakes."

Su Xuan looked indifferent, playing with the teacup in his hand.

Wuming's arrival was just an episode in a peaceful life, and Su Xuan didn't take it to heart.

Still devoting himself to practicing the Vajra Dragon Elephant Skill and Thunder Fire True Assassin.

Time passed day by day, and his cultivation base was steadily improving. That evening, Su Xuan was doing accounts in the tavern when he heard the sound of smashing from the inn next door.

"Yan'er, it should be that Ji Wuming is back, you should go and see."

He said casually.

"it is good."

Zhu Yuyan put down the Kongji sword in his hand, walked towards the inn with lotus steps, and soon the voice disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, there was Lao Xing's wild laughter, and after a cup of tea, Lao Xing escorted Ji Wuming, who was wearing shackles, towards the Yamen.

"What kind of God of Thieves, it's just a waste of fame."

Zhu Yuyan came back blithely, curled his lips, and continued to wipe his sword, the magic soldier was empty.

"Young master, I feel that I am always a little bit short of the sixth tactic."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu came out of the backyard holding the Blood Drinking Knife, with a frowning face: "It's only one step away, but no matter how I try, I can't cut out the perfect sixth tactic, killing the gods with one knife."

"Because your cultivation is not strong enough."

Su Xuan said lightly: "Only when you step into the Celestial Phenomena Realm can you fully practice the sixth tactic."

"But son, you have been letting me suppress the realm."

She stuck out her tongue: "I feel like I can step into the astronomical realm at any time."

"never mind."

Su Xuan shook his head: "I'll pass on to you a set of techniques for cultivating swords. You first need to calmly polish your true energy, control your murderous aura, and cultivate your sword intent."

"Thank you sir."

Willow Piaoxu beamed with joy.

"Whether it's knife skills or sword skills."

He said leisurely: "Everyone needs to know how to store up momentum, just like a dam, accumulate a trickle and turn it into a lake, and wait for the moment when the gate is opened, it will burst out with devastating power."

"The servant understands."

Willow Piaoxu seems to understand but not understand.

After dinner, he closed the tavern and went back to the small building to practice.

In the blink of an eye, it's June, and the weather is getting hotter (cjce), that guy Xuanhu just stayed in Cuiwei Mountain to avoid the summer heat, and took a group of younger brothers to travel around the mountains and rivers all day long. Send some food back.

What wild boar, venison, rabbit, fruit, bamboo shoots, mushrooms and the like.

Today this guy came back again, brought two century-old ginseng, and kept rubbing against Su Xuan's arm to claim credit.

"You still know how to come back."

Su Xuan slapped it on the head, and scolded with a smile: "Recently, the days are so carefree, have you forgotten to practice?"

Xuanhu shook his head, stretched out his right paw, and gesticulated twice. His tyrannical force exploded the air and let out a piercing scream.

"Not bad."

He rubbed Xuanhu's belly, and the latter immediately lay down with an expression of enjoyment. Now Xuanhu's body is far beyond that of an ordinary beast. The size of a water tank, the whole body is covered with horny dragon-like muscles.

The sharp claws could easily be inserted into the hard Qinggang rock, and with a roar of the tiger, the beasts with a radius of dozens of miles trembled.

Even Su Xuan looked a little short standing in front of it.

Xuanxu's growth is not only limited to his size, but his strength is also terrifyingly large, it can be called the giant strength of a dragon and an elephant, and it is not too easy to deal with the ordinary Finger Profound Realm.

"Yan'er, tell Sister Xiangyu and the others to eat hot pot in the pavilion tonight."

He opened his mouth.

It happened that Xuanhu brought back too many things, and it would not be good to keep them for a long time. In the evening, after seeing off the diners in the inn, Tong Xiangyu and the others closed the door, came to the backyard of the tavern, and followed the small door to Su's house.

Inside the gazebo, the charcoal fire was raging, and there were iron basins on the two stoves, which were full of all kinds of meat, mushrooms, and bamboo shoots, exuding a tempting fragrance.

In the pond, dozens of jars of wine were soaked, and there was still a lot of fruit wine in it. Outside the gazebo, there was a fire with two whole sheep leaning on it.

Liusheng Piaoxu held a brush and kept brushing all kinds of spices on it. Most of Xuanhu's body was soaked in the pond, with his head exposed, staring straight at the roast mutton, drooling.

"Xiao Bei didn't come?"

Su Xuan was cutting two old hens, glanced casually, and asked.

"She's still in school, and when school is over, she will naturally know to run here."

Tong Xiangyu explained with a smile.

The sun is setting in the west, the sky is burning and the clouds are hanging in the sky. The cool evening wind blows from Cuiwei Mountain to dissipate the heat. Outside the gazebo, the blue waves are rippling and the green bamboos are swaying, but it is not too hot.

"Xuanhu, open your mouth."

Big Mouth cut the braised meat and threw it over, but Xuanhu caught it firmly, and swallowed it in one gulp, showing that he was still unsatisfied.

"start."

Su Xuan greeted with a smile, and everyone sat down around two iron basins in the gazebo, a jar of cold fruit wine was opened, the mouth was sweet and refreshing, so refreshing.

Then Xuanhu's whole lamb was roasted, and this guy couldn't wait to eat it.

"Go one."

Tong Xiangyu pursed his lips and smiled.

"This venison is so tender."

Lao Bai praised.

"No, it's really delicious."

"That's right, Xuanhu called from Cuiwei Mountain."

The smell of meat mixed with the fragrance of fruit wine drifted away with the evening wind. Mo Xiaobei, who came out of the school, held a sunflower with a big face in his hand, and walked towards the inn bouncingly.

Seeing that the doors of the tavern and the inn were locked, he went straight to Su's house.

"Okay, you guys secretly eat delicious food behind my back."

Mo Xiaobei quietly jumped out from behind the bamboo forest, thinking about her toes.

"Xiao Bei, it's just in time to come back, go wash your hands and come to eat quickly."

Greeted by the shopkeeper, Lao Bai, who was eating deliciously, changed his face suddenly when he saw the sunflower in Mo Xiaobei's hand.

"Xiao Bei, where did you pick this thing up?"

he asked with a dark face.

"On the street."

Mo Xiaobei and everyone were at a loss.

"It's over."

Lao Bai's eyes were blank, and he muttered: "They must have caught up."

"Who is catching up?"

Guo Furong asked cautiously.

"Sunflower Pie."

Lao Bai smiled bitterly: "This sunflower is the secret code of our Sunflower Pie. Wherever sunflowers appear, there must be people from the Sunflower Pie around."

"Xiao Bei, put it back quickly."

Tong Xiangyu reprimanded.

Mo Xiaobei hurriedly ran away again, threw the sunflower on the ground, and then returned to Su's house.

Little did she know, under the vast darkness of night, a figure in black night clothes followed her silently.

"Is Sunflower Pie great?"

Tong Xiangyu was curious, and Lao Bai was about to explain, Zhu Yuyan said softly: "It's so-so, it's a second-rate sect."

"Then why are you panicking, old white?"

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes: "Miss Yan'er, Piaoxu, Xiaosu, pulling them out casually is no better than your sunflower pie."

"That's what I said, but you can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you prevent a thief for a thousand days?"