Chapter 279: Xiaoyi Tower on Ganhe Mountain

Ganhe Mountain can be reached by traveling three hundred miles north.
It's just that Chao Fengchen and Li Fuyao stayed in that teahouse for a long time. Like the kendo seniors Li Fuyao met, Chao Fengchen solved many problems for Li Fuyao.
I didn't even know that he was still looking for a sword scripture there, and he talked about the sword scripture for many days in that tea house. Li Fuyao had something. Although Ye Zhou felt confused, he always felt that he had caught something.
Chao Fengchen felt that it was Li Fuyao's words that made him what he is today, so when he treated Li Fuyao, he would treat Li Fuyao like a junior, thinking about trying his best to help him.
Feng Lu looked at this white-robed man with a heartfelt fear. This fear is stronger than Chen Sheng. It stands to reason that Chen Sheng is much higher than the Chao Fengchen realm, which should not be the case. , But in fact Fenglu didn't even have the courage to look at each other with Chao Fengchen.
It took half a month to explain the sword scripture, and Li Fuyao’s sword spirit in the spiritual mansion increased a bit. Ye Zhou still failed to get Chao Fengchen to accept him as a disciple. He just said that he could go to the Beihai Sword Tomb with him. He worshipped at the door.
Since Chao Fengchen wanted to be the master, naturally all the disciples who were able to walk on that kendo could walk up, but Ye Zhou did not apprentice a teacher, which made him a little depressed.
After more than half a month passed, Chao Fengchen finished speaking about the sword sutra, and thought about setting off, but he saw Feng Lu again and said that he would ride a donkey to the Beihai Sword Tomb. Li Fuyao had no objection, but just said that he would look at the wind. What does Lu think.
In the end, the reluctant Feng Lu still failed to get rid of the fate of being mounted on his back by Chao Fengchen. From this day on, the spirit of the monk from this extraordinary family was even more depressed than Ye Zhou.
Leaving the tea house, Li Fuyao said goodbye to Meng Jin earnestly. Meng Jin nodded and didn't say much, but tried to record Li Fuyao's appearance.
Chao Fengchen rode on the wind, empty-handed, and looked plain.
Ye Zhou followed them, walking at the end, very respectful.
A group of four people.
To be precise, it is three people and one donkey.
Slowly head north.
Li Fuyao and Chao Fengchen are swordsmen, one Qingsi and one Taiqing. If you want to go faster, you can definitely reach the Ganhe Mountain in half a day, but Chao Fengchen doesn't seem to want to go so fast, and Li Fuyao is nothing. interest.
The two didn't have this plan, and the wind was even more listless, so they walked extremely slowly. At dusk on the first day, it was less than fifty miles away, and night fell.
Three people and a donkey rest in a mountain.
Ye Zhou went to find a lot of dead branches, and finally lit a fire.
In front of the fire, Li Fuyao closed his eyes and raised the sword. This time there was an extra nineteen, which made Li Fuyao a little confused at first, but soon this nineteen established contact with him. After all, it took the initiative. Li Fuyao selected.
As always, Qingsi didn't respond much, and it was not unusual because of an extra nineteen.
Depressed Ye Zhou sat beside the depressed Feng Lu.
Ye Zhou sighed.
Feng Lu said in an angry tone, "Young sighed softly."
Feng Lu's words surprised Ye Zhou. He watched Feng Lu stuttering and asked, "You...not a donkey?"
Feng Lu wanted to hit him with a hoof. Lao Tzu looks like this. He is obviously a donkey. You said I am not a donkey?
"A fool who knows nothing."
After Ye Zhou got through the initial surprise, he started to look at the donkey, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't see anything strange, but he didn't worry about anything. After all, there are two swordsmen here, both of whom are gods on the mountain. This donkey can talk, and neither of them cares about this donkey. They just don't care about it. Since they don't care about it, there is no danger to say.
Ye Zhou thought for a while, got close to the Feng Lu, and asked cautiously: "Senior Donkey, is Master Li Xian's mount?"
After all, I first saw this donkey with Li Fuyao.
Feng Lu once again ran away, "My surname is Feng, it's not that Li Xiaozi's mount, can you chat?"
Ye Zhou quickly apologized, and then it didn't take long for him to get acquainted with Feng Lu, as if he had seen him like before.
Ye Zhou rubbed his thighs for Feng Lu, and finally asked with a smile: "Which one is better than Senior Master or Li Xianshi?"
Feng Lu subconsciously wanted to say Chao Fengchen's name, but after a while, he remembered that if he said that, he shouldn't let Ye Zhou think that he was sitting on his back because he was afraid of Chao Fengchen. He seemed to think carefully. After a while, "In a real fight, Li Xiaozi, he should win a few points."
When he said these words, Feng Lu looked at Chao Fengchen unnaturally, showing no confidence.
He is now a bit complaining about Li Fuyao who is unworthy.
Hearing these words, Ye Zhou gave birth to other thoughts, but was quickly poured cold water by the wind, "Li Xiaozi's own sword has not been able to understand, he will not accept apprentices, you are dead with this heart. Right."
The saddest thing in the world is to give birth to hope and be instantly covered by despair.
Ye Zhou sat down dejectedly.
Feng Lu was very rude and patted his head for fear, "Even if you have a chance to walk down that road, but it's too late to look at it. You are over 30 years old, right? You can't get any money for training. ."
Feng Lu is just a demon cultivator, and he doesn't know anything about kendo, but he understands a little bit. The sooner he goes to practice, the better.
Late means late start, and you don’t walk as far as the others.
There are many examples of late bloomers in the world, but relatively speaking, there are more famous young people.
Feng Lu's words were a blow.
Ye Zhou was a little lost.
Without a word, Chao Fengchen, who closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly said: "People who work hard, the sky is worth it."
I felt that Ye Zhou, who was somewhat lost, suddenly had a bright eye.
Chao Fengchen said such a sentence, and then stopped speaking.
Only this night, Ye Zhou did not fall asleep.
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After dawn, the three of them set off again with a donkey. Chao Fengchen was not going to ride on his back today, so Feng Lu's steps were much lighter, and Li Fuyao looked at the surrounding scenery as he walked.
It is a very happy thing to see the scenery that has not been seen.
Although Chao Fengchen said he was walking, he walked slowly as always. He was also looking around, but all he saw were swords.
He began to practice since he came down from Menchen Mountain. If he appeared in Menchen Mountain, he would be less than twenty years old this year, but if he looked at Chao Qingqiu's age, he would be almost three hundred. year old.
So age is never a hindrance.
It only took him a few years to step into the Taiqing Realm. If it weren’t for him to feel that this was going faster, he had even reached the Chaoqing Realm. He was not Chaoqingqiu, but Chaoqingqiu knew it, and he actually knew it. .
He doesn't want to go too fast, there are actually reasons.
It’s just that you know some things yourself.
It took a day to walk on this day, and it took less than 80 miles.
There is more than a hundred miles away from the Ganhe Mountain.
That night, Chao Fengchen and Li Fuyao used wooden sticks as swords to compare their swords, making Ye Zhou look fascinated. After sitting down, Chao Fengchen threw the cut branches into the fire at will, and then laughed:" Xie's swordsmanship has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is naturally exquisite. Now that there are no descendants of Xie's family, you are the only one who knows these swordsmanship.
Speaking of Shishu Xie Lu, Li Fuyao sighed with sorrow.
Chao Fengchen patted him on the shoulder without saying much.
When they set off in the early morning of the second day, the three of them were much faster, Feng Lu trot all the way, and Ye Zhou followed Li Fuyao and Chao Fengchen without hurries.
In the afternoon, the three people saw the pavilions on the distant mountains.
Chao Fengchen stopped, looked at the buildings, and smiled: "It's pretty pleasing to the eye."
If nothing happens, he will stay here for a long time in the future, leading all those who can become swordsmen to the road, before continuing to travel the mountains and rivers.
After another half day of walking, they finally reached the foot of Ganhe Mountain. The three of them went up the mountain and soon came to the gate of Beihai Jianzhong Zong.
Li Fuyao took out nineteen and hung it around his waist. The disciple who opened the door recognized the sword of the township at a glance, and welcomed Li Fuyao and Chao Fengchen into it.
Liu Ning, who had gone after the founding ancestor before, is now in the sword mound. On that day, he caught up with the founding ancestor, thinking about learning swords by his side for a few years, but the withered old man did not have this idea at all, but casually Said that now the sword is in Li Fuyao's hand, and he is the head of Beihai Sword Tomb.
If the general Jianghu Wufu took this nineteen, let alone being the head, I am afraid he would have killed him long ago, but since Li Fuyao is also a swordsman on the mountain, he thought it would be good, so the plan to go south to Dayu was stranded. , He waited for Li Fuyao who said he was coming to Beihai Jianzhong.
Of course, Liu Ning had spoken to Shishu and Shifu about what happened in the tea house that day. Whether they believe it or not, Liu Ning did say everything clearly.
Chao Fengchen and Li Fuyao walked into the hall of the Beihai Sword Tomb. A long-bearded old man smiled and held his fist. After that, he said a lot, to the effect that he wanted to put the sword back in front of the patriarch's portrait. If you want to be the master, there is no way.
After listening patiently, Li Fuyao just said: "I don't have the idea of ​​being the head, but my friend seems to have the will."
The friend he was talking about was naturally Chao Fengchen.
Chao Fengchen is a person who can be called an old fellow even the withered old man, so naturally he has no interest in spending much time with these people.
After asking who was dissatisfied, Chao Fengchen forced out all the martial arts who were peeping in this dark place with sword energy.
Then Chao Fengchen summoned all the disciples of Beihai Sword Tomb and spoke a few words to them.
"Sword Nineteen is in his hand, he is the master."
"He didn't want to do this errand, so he passed the head to me."
"So from today, I will be your head."
"I want to teach you swordsmanship, but not everyone can go this way. If you fail to go, you can go or stay."
"He is no longer the head, he will be the Keqing of Beihai Sword Tomb. He holds the sword nineteen. The old guy is not angry. You are not qualified to be angry."
"Finally, the name of this Beihai Sword Tomb is not good, so it will be renamed Xiaoyilou later."