Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Jun Lintian restrained his aura, and the whole person instantly became ordinary, just like an ordinary person without martial arts.

But his pair of black eyes sparkled, as bright as the stars.

With a noble temperament and a fluttering blue robe, he was a gentleman who was not tainted by the world.

"With this style, if I go out to cheat, I'm sure many people will believe it."

Jun Lintian shook his head and smiled, and turned around leisurely.

He was the only one left on the top of the cliff.

In front of a huge stone wall.

Sikong Changfeng suddenly looked serious and suddenly shot out a gun. It seemed that countless gun shadows appeared in the air, and the speed of the gun was impossible to see.

Ding Ding Ding~

A series of collision sounds rang out, as if they were continuous, a total of thirty-six sounds.

And on the cliff, a palm-sized area, thirty-six white marks appeared.

Sikong Changfeng smiled brightly. The day before he arrived at Medicine King Valley, he finally reached the speed of the first day Jun Lintian.

"Thirty-six shots in an instant, should be able to kill some ordinary Vajra Realm?"

Sikong Changfeng thought to himself, but he was not sure.

After all, he had never fought seriously with the Vajra Realm.

As for the control of power, Sikong Changfeng can only shoot thirty shots in an instant without hurting the flowers.

Sikong Changfeng turned his eyes and looked at a big rock next to him. He pointed his spear in the air and burst out with internal energy.

Bang~

The big rock immediately broke into pieces, and the broken stones flew everywhere.

"Such a power is close to some people who have just entered the Vajra Realm. Congratulations!"

Jun Lintian came down from the steep path and smiled when he saw this.

Then he asked.

"Do you feel a breakthrough?"

"Almost there~"

Sikong Changfeng smiled, feeling happy in his heart.

Through Jun Lintian's training method, he felt that his body and internal strength were full, just like a container full of water, about to overflow.

Now, Sikong Changfeng just needed an opportunity.

"Rest on this mountain tonight, the scenery is nice."

Jun Lintian smiled, Sikong Changfeng didn't care, anyway, Jun Lintian arranged most of the way.

He was in the underworld, and even lived in a bridge hole when he was down and out.

On this mountain, the environment is always better than the bridge hole.

Sikong Changfeng came to the side and continued to practice with his spear.

And Jun Lintian went into a dense forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sikong Changfeng waved his spear again and again, sweat soaked his clothes, and as time passed, they were slowly dried by the wind.

Night fell.

The evening breeze was refreshing.

Insects chirped in the forest, and the stars in the sky also came out to join in the fun.

The bright moon was shining in the sky,

The cold moonlight sprinkled from the cliff.

A fire, two figures.

A pheasant, a hare, and some wild fruits.

Of course, there was also a pot of wine.

"Hey~"

Seeing Sikong Changfeng take a few gulps, Jun Lintian got anxious and quickly snatched the wine gourd back.

"There wasn't much wine left, you want to drink it all by yourself."

Jun Lintian shook the wine gourd, and there was not much wine left.

Sikong Changfeng replied with a serious face.

"I said I didn't notice it, do you believe it?"

"Then do you think sows can climb trees?"

Jun Lintian asked back, Sikong Changfeng shook his head and answered honestly.

"No!"

"That's it."

Jun Lintian said lightly, and quickly took a few sips and put the remaining wine into his stomach.

Seeing this, Sikong Changfeng smacked his lips, had to give up, and started eating.

The two chatted,

The moonlight gradually sank to the west.

Jun Lintian fell asleep leaning against a stone.

Sikong Changfeng slept for a while, but got up again in the early morning.

He couldn't figure out why he suddenly couldn't sleep.

It was just that his mind was full of thoughts, which made him feel that his life was a mess, and slowly changed.

When did it start?

Sikong Changfeng thought, jumped to the top of the cliff next to him, and sat down casually.

There was a long spear next to him.

Touching the spear, Sikong Changfeng felt a little more at ease.

Since he entered the world of martial arts, this spear has become the thing that he feels most at ease with.

Even if his tendons and veins were injured and his life was coming to an end, Sikong Changfeng didn't feel too sad.

But now, Sikong Changfeng doesn't want to die, very, very much.

In the past month,

He met the young marquis of Baili Marquis Mansion. He was born in a marquis family but liked to brew wine, and the wine he brewed was delicious.

More importantly, he did not despise his identity as a wanderer.

He met a kid with a sharp tongue but a warm heart, who always had some strange ideas in his mind.

He also met five of the eight princes of Beili and fought side by side with them. That was what many heroes in the world looked forward to.

The masters on the top list, Senior Wenhujiu.

The second-best sword forger in Mingjian Villa.

The mysterious white-haired swordsman.

The four famous swords of Gaoshan, Canghai, Yuntian and Xiangong.

The legendary sword song of Xichu...

These scenes were like a dream, and after that autumn rain, they broke into Sikong Changfeng's world.

Or, it was Sikong Changfeng who broke into a world that he could not touch.

Sikong Changfeng sat there blankly, his eyes gradually becoming blurred.

Suddenly!

A touch of fish belly white in the east jumped out from the sky, and a ray of red clouds broke through the empty night, making the light spread across the earth.

Sikong Changfeng's expression moved slightly, and he stood up suddenly, picked up the gun in his hand and stabbed it into the sky.

Boom!

There was a bang in the sky.

It seemed that a dazzling light suddenly burst out, piercing the darkness, making the morning glow in the sky pale.

The sound of energy roaring sounded nearby, converging towards a proudly standing figure.

Rays of golden light rose from the horizon, shining on people, as if they were covered with a layer of brilliant golden armor.

Jun Lintian appeared at the top of the cliff at some point, opened his mouth and sucked, and three wisps of purple mist shot out from the horizon.

Swallowed by Jun Lintian, a hint of purple flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The sunrise is only a moment,

but Jun Lintian has already restrained his momentum with satisfaction.

Practicing Yangwu Swordsmanship with the purple energy of the morning glow, the righteous spirit cultivated will certainly be stronger than many people.

Jun Lintian smiled and turned around, speaking lightly.

"What is this shot called?"

Sikong Changfeng turned around slowly, smiling calmly, glanced at the rising sun in the sky, and said casually.

"Let's call it [Dawn]!"

Sikong Changfeng's tone was nonchalant, but the spear in his hand made a pleasant hum.

"What a good name~"

Jun Lintian praised sincerely.

Sikong Changfeng's mouth corners slightly raised, with the brilliant morning glow behind him, and he chuckled.

"That's right, I learned it secretly from the teacher in the private school."

"Then why don't you take the exam to become the top scholar?"

Jun Lintian smiled.

"Alas~ There is a fat boy who loves to sleep by the window. He is jealous of my natural beauty and reported me to the teacher, and then I was driven away."

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and sighed, with a tone of regret.

"Otherwise, I would definitely be on the list, and you would have to salute me when you see me."

"A drunkard like you is definitely not a good official. I might even do chivalry."

"Bullshit~ If I pass the exam to become the top scholar, I won't drink anymore."

Sikong Changfeng raised his head and said.

"Really?"

"Then... I'll drink less... I won't be drunk all day."

Sikong Changfeng hesitated for a while, then said firmly.

Jun Lintian chuckled a few times, came to the stone wall below, and waved his sword.

"What are you doing?"

Sikong Changfeng looked up, and after a few sword strikes, a line of big words appeared on the wall.

【I am good at cultivating the spirit of righteousness】

"This is the [Yangwu Sword Technique], with [Haoran] as the general outline. If someone uses this sword technique to make a living in the world in the future, I will accept him as my apprentice!"

Jun Lintian smiled, and the sword in his hand became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, he engraved hundreds of sword techniques on it.