That night, Wang Anfeng sat alone in the yard, drinking tea alone. When the sky turned white, he suddenly realized that he had not slept all night and had not practiced martial arts. This was rare for him, who had always been diligent.

He touched his eyebrows and smiled bitterly.

He said that he wanted to pick up the father's unavailable ones again. It was not that easy. The huge Tiance Mansion was scattered all over the world. Li Bo told him stories for five or six years, and almost all the places involved were traveling all over the Qin Dynasty.

If it is true as he thinks, every place is a person, it will take a long time, not to mention that he doesn't want to be the young marshal of Tiance's mansion at all.

People still need to be found.

At that time, they were invited to live in the same place and drink from time to time. As for the re-entering of the Qin Dynasty and fighting in the east and west, they just forgot.

The first time the Tiance Prefecture won, leading 100,000 troops and defeating the enemy country.

Three thousand magic weapons came out, and seven hundred coffins were carried back.

Now that we are fighting in the east and west, I wonder how many are left?

Wang Anfeng sighed, drank the cold tea in the cup in one go, stood up, turned around and went back to the house, but he had not rested. He just changed the loose clothes he wore after taking a shower into his own clothes, carried the wooden sword behind his back, and entered the courtyard with a wide sword.

He focused his mind on the sword and practiced the sword technique for an hour.

From the simple sword moves used to lay the foundation to the thirty-three swords of killing that Mr. Ying taught, the sword skills gradually became more complex. After Gongsun Jing collected them, he experienced the Jianghu sword technique re-written by Tianwen's residual volume, and a half-stage of the moves he could see when fighting in the bronze man's alley.

Many sword moves, like the water of the sky, surging endlessly, were displayed from his hands. They were originally used with a broad sword, and were based on the internal strength of the Buddhist sect's most yang and strong. There was a vast rush from the sky with the Yellow River water. There was no repeated sword moves in his hand, which showed its complexity.

Finally, there was a roar and the sword shadow dispersed.

The blue green sword piercing straight forward. As a move, Wang Anfeng let out a long breath, opened his five fingers with his left hand slightly, and the scabbard placed on the table roared, flew directly into his palm, raised his hand and slowly retracted the broad sword into the scabbard.

His sword technique is based on skills and strength. Mr. Ying taught the sword technique is a killer move that can see through the opponent's flaws, kill in an instant, and practice fighting in the bronze man's lane every day. Until now, he himself does not know how many sword moves he has learned.

The Thirty-Three Swordsman General Principle, which specializes in breaking the moves, is reversely deduced to master many sword moves. The swordsmanship is as strong as the wood. At this time, he feels that he can break it, but in the next step, he himself doesn't know where to go.

Is it necessary to try my best to seek skills to achieve the level of Taoism, or to practice sword intent, to use the heart to seal the heart, and to control the sword with the intention. There is no need to worry about weapons and use them at will, and to stab and slash, which is the best sword technique in the world.

Standing in the yard and wandering for a long time, this matter was not something that could be thought clearly for a moment. It was just carrying the sword in his hand. It was already Chen Shi. It was dawn and I saw that the lady of Mei family in a hunting suit yesterday was standing at the door and looking inside.

He was not embarrassed at all when he was discovered, and he stuck out his tongue, saying that the old master of the Mei family ordered his servants to prepare breakfast for them, but he wanted to have a meal together? Wang Anfeng still nodded gently and agreed. He could not tell that he had not slept all night last night, nor did he think about the sword technique hesitation just now.

Mei Lianhua was quite happy at the dinner table, and the old lady Mei also let her go, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed. In addition to the few of them and Mei Wangsheng this morning, there were also several Mei family juniors, who were about the same age as Mei Lianhua.

Old Master Mei is old and lacks energy, so he can't accompany these juniors. Not long after, the kind old servant helped him back to the house. Only some juniors were left. When he spoke, he was quite worried and his voice became louder.

After all, let’s talk about spring hunting after the beginning of spring this year. Spring hunting was originally a ceremony for the royal family to train military training, train horses, ride horses, ride horses, steer the horses, steer the strong arrows of the summer clothes on the right, and carved bows of the huts on the left. Traveling around Yunlin, cycling in Lanze, and scattering in Jiangxun, is about the spring hunting in the prosperous state.

Later, it spread, and the great families of aristocratic families in various places often gathered and hunted. One could advocate the style of martial arts, and the other could strengthen contacts and often organized by local families.

The largest family in Wanling City is the Wen family that Yuchi Jie once said. In a hundred years, there have been second-rank senior officials.

He cannot be long, but he is also favored. The contemporary head of the family is a third-rank Guanglu doctor in Tianjing City and is also a prominent figure.

The Wen family in Wanling City was managed by his younger brother Wen Hongbo. Wen Hongbo did not enter the official career, but was of an open and famous scholar. He was quite famous in Jiangnan Road. He had a good at learning from Laozi and Zhuangzi. He was meticulous and wrote very well, and every word was well-known.

Jiangnan Road is the most prosperous place for the gentry. Jiangnan Road has thirteen major families, and the Wen family is one of them. Danyang County is so big that there is no second family that can make a sea of ​​flowers for more than ten miles. This spring hunting was proposed by Wen Hongbo’s eldest son, and many aristocratic families agreed.

It is said that someone sent a post yesterday to the Mei family and invited the juniors of the Mei family to go with them.

The Mei family's children were kind enough to invite Wang Anfeng and others to accompany each other. Lin Qiaofu and Lu Baiping had heard Yuchi Jie talk about the scenery of the Wen family's flowers earlier. At this time, they were inevitably moved, but they did not speak and looked at Gong Yu and Wang Anfeng.

Gong Yu said concisely and said lightly: "Practice sword."

Lin Qiaofu opened her mouth and continued to be in a daze.

Wang Anfeng put down the chopsticks and sighed in his heart.

The Mei family was extremely polite to receive them. At this time, he invited them, for the sake of the reception of Mei Wangsheng and Old Master Mei, he was not easy to refuse. Moreover, Lin Qiaofu and Lu Baiping also wanted to see the sea of ​​flowers that stretched for more than ten miles from the top of the mountain. They immediately said softly:

"If Miss Gong Yu doesn't want to go, I will accompany Miss Lin and Miss Lu."

Lin Qiaofu's eyes were slightly bright.

Mei Lianhua looked at Wang Anfeng and suddenly said:

"The Wang brother can also use the bow?"

Wang Anfeng nodded and smiled:

"Learning a little bit will probably not ruin your interest."

Yuchi Jie clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Since Brother Wang is interested, I'll go there too. I happened to be a little bored reading in the house yesterday. It would be nice to go out of the city to let the air out of the city."

Wang Anfeng looked at Yuchi Jie with a smile on his face and suddenly felt that this matter might not be that simple.

This young man, who was also from Shenwu Mansion, has always been in a good manner in his work. Yesterday, he held several books he had taken out of Mei Wangsheng's room and felt like he had a treasure. Today, he would put down the books and go to see a spring hunt outside the city. If he said that there was nothing that attracted him, he would not believe it.

The group left the Mei Mansion, which was a family of 300 years old. Naturally, there were many sets of hunting horses in the house. Hong Luoyu didn't know where he went, otherwise Wang Anfeng would have to worry that the monster who decided not to be called a horse would come out as a disaster.

At this time, the one riding under his crotch was a dark horse bought from Yuchi Jie, with four hooves on the snow, which was quite majestic. He hung his bow on one side and two quiver pots on the other side. There were ten long feather arrows in each pot. Yuchi Jie and Wang Anfeng walked side by side and said easily:

"You really have never heard of Wen's family in the past?"

Wang Anfeng frowned and said:

"Wen Family? I only know that it is one of the thirteen families of Jiangnan Road, but I don't know the rest, let alone why should I know?"

"Aren't we also a member of our fathers?"

Yuchi Jie was savoring: "Of course not."

"If it is related, it's barely possible. Your father and Mr. Zhou, the Minister of the current dynasty, put a lot of money into the Yangtze River and took it back to the treasury. With the accumulation of hundreds of years of aristocratic families, they made up for the deficit of the Great Qin War."

"It's just that the thirteenth family was removed from their backbone and almost failed to gain a foothold. To put it, there should be a grudge. There are slanderous words in the world, and taking money is like killing parents."

"This is not a little fugitive. Mr. Mei San rarely brings people into the mansion, which probably has attracted their attention."

Wang Anfeng said calmly:

"I see."

Yuchi Jie smiled and said lightly: "But it doesn't matter. Yesterday, I asked Lao Lu to find a way to expose his identity. I, a big fish, exposed my identity. As long as no one knows your identity."

"As for me, my old man sat there no matter how he was. He didn't dare to move. At most, he would only make a small fuss."

"Otherwise, Wen Hongbo's son would not have appeared today."

The group rode a horse, walked through the hunting and assembly bow, and rushed out of the Wanling City Gate and headed towards Jiuhua Mountain.

Not long after running out, I saw a huge crowd of people. The Mei family was already considered a furious horse, but compared to it, it was just a witch.

Amid the crowd, a young man was wearing a white dress and holding a fan. The twelve folding fans were all the best white jade with mutton fat.

A man in gray was following a half-horse behind him, closing his eyes and holding his sword.

Yuchi Jie glanced at him and said, "He was born in a general. No one could stand the iron cavalry of the Shenwu Mansion back then. As a military advisor, he knew very well about the types of war horses in the Qin Dynasty. If he changed to other families, who used the "Master Classic" to enlighten and read?

At this moment, I recognized the young man's horse under his crotch. It was already forty-two alien species above the top famous horse, named the bone-transparent silver dragon horse, and its whole body was white and as fast as silver light.

There is a saying that the white horse in the gap is about this horse, and he threw his mount at this time.

Yuchi Jie shook the folding fan in his hand, turned his head to look at Wang Anfeng, and said with a calm smile:

“It has begun.”
Chapter completed!