It's a pity that God did not fulfill people's wishes.
Feng Zhou's magical days only lasted three days, and he only enjoyed three meals of seabass cooked by Mr. Zuo himself.
Early that morning, Feng Zhou heard that someone was waiting for him outside.
But the man refused to tell his purpose, and kept waiting outside the gate, refusing to come in.
Feng Zhou frowned and asked, "What does this person look like?"
The person who replied, Zuo Sheng, was a close confidant of Mr. Zuo. He was naturally a very shrewd and capable man. He thought for a while and then said with a smile:
"This man looks very ordinary, but his behavior is very suspicious, and he doesn't tell the truth."
Feng Zhou said: "Oh?"
Zuo Sheng said: "He said he came from a long way, but the villain looks like he is very clean and has no trace of dust at all, and the horse he rides on doesn't look like it has traveled a long way."
Feng Zhou said: "Do you think he looks like Lian Jiazi?"
Zuo Sheng said: "He walks very briskly and moves very quickly. Although he seems to have some skills, he definitely doesn't look like a Jianghu person. I can guarantee that he will never go beyond Songjiang Prefecture for hundreds of miles in his life."
Feng Zhou smiled and said: "No wonder the second master always says that you are capable, just because of your eyes. There are very few people in the world who can catch up with you."
Zuo Sheng quickly bowed and said, "These are not all the teachings of Second Master and Feng Daxia."
Feng Zhou suddenly smiled: "Very good, I'll go meet him. Maybe I can meet someone worth meeting and see what he can do."
Zuo Qinghou remained silent, but now he laughed and said: "No matter what means he has, how can he win the title of Huashan Hero!"
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There is a white horse tied under the willow tree by the river. A man in Tsing Yi is standing under the tree, staring at the gate of "Toiling Bei Villa".
Feng Zhou didn't recognize him, but he recognized Feng Zhou.
Feng Zhou asked him: "What are you doing?"
The man in green just said: "Master has something very important to do and wants to see Master Feng."
Feng Zhou asked him: "Who is your master?"
The man in green smiled apologetically and said, "He is an old friend of Feng Daxia. He knew it as soon as we met him. Now he is waiting for me in front. I specially ordered this villain to come here to invite me."
Feng Zhou asked him: "Why doesn't your master come? And why doesn't he let you tell him his name?"
But the man in green clothes refused to say anything. He just bent over and smiled compensatingly. It was obvious that he was a man who had been trained to be patient. He remained humble to his guests and showed no anger at all. From this, it could be seen that his master
He must be a very educated person.
It is worthy of being the hometown of Mr. Xu Ge, the chief minister of the cabinet, and the literary style is indeed prosperous.
Feng Zhou stared at the man in green for a moment and saw that he was always smiling, so he nodded gently.
He already knew who he wanted to meet.
Therefore, he did not embarrass a servant, let alone a shrewd and capable servant.
Feng Zhou likes to deal with smart people.
He smiled and said: "In that case, then you can lead the way!"
The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "My master has said long ago that as long as he sees Daxia Feng, Daxia Feng will definitely come."
As he spoke, he untied the saddle from the tree, wiped the dust off the saddle with his sleeves, bowed and said with a smile:
"Master Feng, please mount your horse."
Feng Zhou said: "I'm riding a horse, what about you?"
The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said, "I'm no longer needed. This horse will naturally take Xiang Shuai there."
"Very good! Your master really has the demeanor of a master!" Feng Zhou nodded, mounted his horse and moved forward.
The man in Tsing Yi couldn't help being shocked after hearing this, and looked at Feng Zhou with eyes full of admiration.
The horse walked very smoothly and very quickly. It was obviously a well-trained horse.
Feng Zhou did not hold back. He actually entrusted his fate to this horse casually, and he was not in a hurry at all.
This well-trained horse actually galloped aimlessly with Feng Zhou on its back. The horse went faster and faster, and the trees on both sides seemed to fly back.
The horse ran for a long time and suddenly stopped.
The sound of hoofbeats suddenly sounded, leaving only the gentle breeze blowing in the ears, and the world seemed to be very quiet.
A man was walking towards him.
This man was walking on the fallen leaves. Although his footsteps were still very light, few people in the world could hear him except Feng Zhou.
I saw that this man was in his sixties, with a clear face, cloth shoes and white socks, and a blue cloth gown. There was nothing special about his appearance, but his eyes were so bright that people didn't dare to look at him.
Feng Zhou smiled, jumped off his horse, came to the old man in a few steps, and said with a smile: "But the world's best swordsman, Xue Daxia, is in person?"
The old man nodded and said, "It's the old man."
He is none other than Xue Yiren, the best swordsman in the world.
Xue Yiren, the owner of Xue Family Village, has been famous all over the world for forty years as the best swordsman in the world. When he was young, he wandered around the world with the Tianqing Meteor Sword and earned the name "The Man in Blood Clothes". He was chivalrous and vengeful, killing people like a piece of grass. Now he retires to the forest. For thirty years, he has become more perfect with a sword. Since he set foot in the world, no one has been able to take ten moves under his sword. Even Li Guanyu's ninety-nine and eighty-one moves have convinced countless swordsmen. Ling Feng's swordsmanship was also defeated by Xue Yiren.
At this time, Xue Yiren can be said to be at the level of Mount Tai and Beidou in the martial arts world.
He stared at Feng Zhou without blinking, suddenly clasped his fists and said, "I have offended many of my servants, and I hope that Master Feng will forgive me!"
The other party gave a very serious salute, and Feng Zhou also bowed slightly, cupped his fists and said, "Master Xue said something serious!"
Xue Yiren looked at Feng Zhou quietly and suddenly said: "Seeing that Master Feng is so confident, I must have guessed that it was me who invited you here?"
Feng Zhou nodded and said: "Yes, this is not difficult. Zuo Qinghou's servants could tell at a glance that your envoy did not come from afar, and the people from Xuejiazhuang naturally refused to tell their origins and identities when they arrived at Zuojiazhuang. .I just don’t know, Master Xue, please come down here and give me some advice?”
Xue Yiren said slowly: "I have heard for a long time that Feng Daxia is a master of swordsmanship. He must have a very in-depth study of swords. I have a few swords. I would like to ask Feng Daxia to take a look."
Feng Zhou chuckled and said, "I'm willing to go out, but I don't dare to ask my ears."
Seeing that Xue Yi's anger was gradually fading, he refused to compete with the opponent when encountering a master, and instead asked the opponent to test the sword, which was indeed elegant.
Xuejiazhuang is also built on the mountain. The green mountains wind and stretch into the back mountain. The hut where Xue Yiren hides his sword is carved into the mountain wall.
Opening the door, there was a long and dark stone passage. The cold air penetrated the skin. When Xue Yiren waited for Feng Zhou to walk in, he immediately closed the door tightly, blocking out the light and warmth. Suddenly, everything around him suddenly It became silent, not even a sound could be heard.
If you want to kill people, this is indeed a good place.
But Feng Zhou naturally wouldn't take it to heart.
Because at his level, he no longer needs to worry about it.
It doesn't matter whether Xue Yiren deeply respects him, whether he simply asks an expert to appreciate the sword, or whether he wants to kill someone to prove his virtue.
Because in the face of absolute strength, this is just a few waves.
After a few twists and turns on the stone path, you arrived at a cave.
There are copper lamps embedded in the stone walls. Under the gloomy light, I can see stone tables lined up on all sides of the cave, and each stone table has a dark iron turn.
The iron box on the stone table in front of you is long and narrow. It must contain swords that Xue Yi people regarded as Gongbi, but what are the other iron boxes?
Xue Yiren was holding the sword box, and seemed to have forgotten that Feng Zhou existed beside him. His whole heart and soul had been melted into the sword, and he had reached the state of forgetting others and himself.
The old man's demeanor seemed to have completely changed.
When we first met, Xue Yiren's demeanor was elegant and calm, like a wise man who did not seek to be educated, or a celebrity who was tired of the world and retired to the woods. Although his expression was a little cold, he never showed any unflattering expression. An uneasy edge.
But now, before the sword comes out, Feng Zhou already feels that there is a kind of powerful sword energy pressing down on him. This sword energy is obviously not coming from the "sword", but from Xue Yiren himself. Here he is In the past, it was rumored that a famous hero had a happy feud in the world.
"Master Feng, please appreciate it..."
During the conversation, Xue Yiren took out the Bafang Bronze Sword, the Zhaodan Sword, and the Tianqing Meteor Sword that Xue Yiren held in the past.
And Feng Zhou also came out one by one.
Every type of sword he says is so good that even a master swordsman can't do it better than him.
Xue Yiren couldn't help but moved his face and praised him loudly.
Finally, he said: "I have heard for a long time that Hero Feng used a golden snake sword to kill the 'Miao Monk' Wu Hua and step into the Garden of Wanfu and Longevity. I would like to let this old man appreciate it, Hero Feng."
"sure."
Feng Zhou waved his right hand, and the golden snake sword appeared in his hand.
He held it in both hands and brought it to Xue Yiren.
Xue Yiren was immediately moved.
Because with his eyesight, he didn't even see how this sword appeared in Feng Zhou's hand.
I felt the opponent's wrist move, and the sword appeared in his hand.
Such speed is worthy of the emergence of a famous hero from Huashan!