Chapter 280: new road

The Beihai Sword Tomb was renamed Xiaoyilou. No matter how you look at it, this name is very different from the previous name, but after the announcement to Fengchen, no one raised objections.
Maybe Chao Fengchen said that he wanted to teach them to practice swords.
Ordinary people said they wanted to teach them to practice swords, maybe they had their heads cut off, and thrown them into the pit. All unrealistic ideas should be treated harshly.
But Chao Fengchen is not an ordinary person. He is a swordsman in the Taiqing realm. He has already made the elder teachers and uncles in the sect have no power to fight back before he has released his sword. In addition, most of the disciples know that Brother Liu Ning has passed on before. The news came back that Jian Nineteen was in Li Fuyao's hands, and Li Fuyao was the head of Beihai Sword Tomb, but Li Fuyao was unwilling, so he passed the position of head to Chao Fengchen, who is the head.
The head was renamed.
Those disciples looked at their teachers and uncles one after another, and finally all their eyes gathered on the long-bearded old man who had received Li Fuyao and Chao Fengchen before.
He is the highest in the sect in terms of seniority, and the same is true in terms of martial arts cultivation.
Everyone thought that if there was a voice of opposition, he should be the first to make it, but in the end, he just said something to see the head.
Gan Heshan changed hands.
Chao Fengchen just asked people to change the plaque, and the rest did not change anything. From the second day onwards, disciples from Xiaoyi Tower entered the quiet room where he was. He wanted to look at them one by one, who is suitable for sword practice. Who is not suitable is up to him to decide.
The first person to walk into the quiet room was the long-bearded old man named Tong Yunkui. He had the title of Old Sword Sovereign in the Beihai Rivers and Lakes. After the death of his former head, he was the number one swordsman in the Beihai Rivers and Lakes.
After the red dress woman Thief Sword left, he was originally the most promising person to become the head.
It's just bad luck.
Chao Fengchen sat on the futon, looked at him a few times, then reached out to touch his arm, and quickly released it, and then asked, "How old are you?"
Tong Yunkui clasped his fist and said, "Sixty-five."
Chao Fengchen nodded, and then passed a sword scripture.
Chao Fengchen knew a lot, because he was Chao Qingqiu's sword spirit before.
Passing down the Sword Sutra proves that Tong Yunkui has the ability to practice. Although his talent is not good, Chao Fengchen has always ignored this.
It is enough to be able to walk into the kendo.
Why the mountain and river swordsman withered, and the sword celestial being no longer removed, is that the swordsman's line of disciples must have good talents, and ordinary monks, who don't have the qualifications to go far, almost don't need them.
Chao Fengchen didn't care about this, all he wanted was to walk up this road, no matter how far he could go.
It is a personal blessing and cannot be forced.
Tong Yunkui's prestige in the rivers and lakes of the North Sea is so high that he has long been calm about things, but today the old man in this sixtieth year is still crying bitterly, and there is a feeling that he is obligated to let him die.
Chao Fengchen didn't say much. After passing the sword scriptures, he explained the essentials and let Tong Yunkui leave.
After Tong Yunkui were some old people from Xiaoyi Tower. On the first day, Chao Fengchen had only seen two people, one of them succeeded, and the other failed.
Chao Fengchen didn't care about the way they chose people, anyway, he wanted to finish meeting these people.
As night fell, the moon hung above the sky.
Autumn night was slightly cold, but Chaofengchen ignored the cold wind.
He walked into the Hidden Sword Tower in Xiaoyi Tower, where there were not only swords, but also many swordsmanship minds. He carried a big red lantern to Fengchen and looked over those wooden stands. There were many swords on it.
It should have more than a thousand handles after careful counting.
Xiaoyi Tower is the largest sword sect in Beihai rivers and lakes.
Chao Fengchen walked slowly beside these swords.
He didn't stretch out his hand and did not make any exploration with sword air, he just walked like this, as if he was walking around randomly.
Until halfway, stopped in front of a wooden frame.
An unsheathed sword with a clear blade also looked cold at night.
Chao Fengchen picked it up at random, then found a masterless sword sheath and hung it on his waist.
"The sword of Chao Qingqiu is called Gudao, so you call it Xinlu."
After Zhao Fengchen said this, he went to find paper and pen, and wrote at his desk on a wooden table.
There are so many things in Chao Fengchen's mind that he has to write them down.
When he finished writing what he wanted to write, the sky was already white.
Chao Fengchen walked out of the Tibetan sword building, and happened to ran into a young disciple who came over to stand guard with his eyes rubbed. Seeing this white robe man, he knew that he was the new head of Xiaoyi Tower, so he quickly saluted.
Chao Fengchen gave him the things he had in his hand, and asked him to copy them down. If he could copy them several times, it would be several times. If they were handed over to him before sunset, he would let him see if it was possible to practice.
The young disciple was overjoyed, and after the salute, he rushed into the Tibetan Sword Tower happily. It seemed that he would not go out again this day.
Chao Fengchen returned to the quiet room. Someone was already waiting outside the door. It was still an old man. Chao Fengchen walked into the quiet room and began to look at people.
Repeat yesterday's day.
Someone noticed that Chao Fengchen had a sword in his waist.
It was normal to think about it, the swordsman Xuanjian was originally the most normal thing in the world.
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From the very beginning, Li Fuyao was arranged into a bamboo building with a wide view. He was on a cliff. When he opened the window, he could see the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. He really felt like being in a fairyland.
I think this is the best place to live in Xiaoyi Building. Hearing from those maids who arranged his living, the former head lived here.
Although he is nominally the guest of Xiaoyi Tower, it is actually impossible to live in the place where he lives.
Just stay in the quiet room.
How other people dare to live here, naturally they can only let Li Fuyao live here.
Li Fuyao asked the two maids to make a pot of tea, and then poured a cup for both maids, and took a sip of tea by himself, and felt that the tea was good.
Feng Lu lay by the window, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and the two maids who came to take care of Li Fuyao's daily life. The first time I saw such a psychic donkey, it was a bit strange at first, but then I thought that since it was a on the mountain like Li Fuyao How could his mount be a mortal thing.
Just relieved.
After the two maids left, Feng Lu suddenly asked, "Li Fuyao, what exactly does the uncle Chao Fengchen do?"
Li Fuyao has actually figured it out through these days of thinking, knowing what he is going to do, but he didn't explicitly say, "Open a new path."
Feng Lu rolled his eyes, "What the hell?"
Li Fuyao turned a blind eye, and just said to himself: "The new road may not be easy to open. Perhaps Chao Jianxian had thoughts back then. The sword spirit may not dissipate because of this. Of course, there may be other deep meanings, but anyway, this It's all things that merit the present and benefit the future."