"Huh?" Han Feng was stunned when he heard this, "Holding a sword?"
Jun Huaixu looked at Han Feng's slightly confused expression and smiled:
"The legendary story of you going retrograde to defeat the gods and saving thousands of people has been spread all over the world. Xuanjian Si Zhi punished Zang Bo, so naturally he had to give you enough promotion. With your achievements, even the sword master can do it, but your own martial arts
Your foundation is too poor and you won’t be able to convince the public even if you serve as a sword master, so just be a sword wielder first.”
"However, with my current eighth-level strength, I am not qualified to be an envoy... I am not qualified to serve as a sword wielder..."
Jun Huaixu's approachable personality made Han Feng more relaxed and able to communicate with him.
Jun Huaixu, who was wearing a green shirt, waved his hand:
"This is not without precedent. Back then, there was a girl named Bai Feihuang in our Xuanjian Division. She was much younger than you are now, and she was also promoted to be a sword bearer. Your contribution cannot be greater. If you don't get promoted to sword bearer,
That’s why you can’t convince the public.”
Han Feng thought for a moment.
"This... then it's up to the adults to mobilize."
"Ha, it seems like I'm forcing you to get promoted."
Jun Huaixu smiled and changed the subject:
"Xiao Han, do you have any plans for the future?"
Han Feng knew that his performance in the battle in Yanhua City made it impossible for him to keep a low profile, so he turned his face slightly and looked at Jun Huaixu:
"What do you want me to do in the future?"
When Jun Huaixu heard Han Feng's question, he suddenly laughed out loud and took a sip of the gourd wine in his hand:
"Of course I hope you will be determined to be a human being, help the country, and protect all people."
Han Feng sighed:
"Actually, my subordinates are also a little confused. I was born in a small town on Chang'an Road when I was a child. I thought the world was peaceful day and night. But later, by chance, I was promoted to Taiping County, and then transferred to the Xuanjian Division. The world is peaceful.
It’s so different... Jiangyang robbers kill people like drinking water, the Tianli Sect cult slaughters the city with blood, the Sacred Heart Sect and Chong cult are fighting with each other, even the martial arts sect is as fragile as a chicken, there are bloody sacrifices, evil gods come to the world... I just feel confused...
…Why is this world like this?”
"Why is that so?" Although Han Feng was not completely telling the truth, he was also sincere. As an ordinary person in a technologically civilized world, Han Feng never thought that he would face these swords, swords, and bloody fights... Even though he has now
Once you get used to being there, you will occasionally feel like you are in a dream.
"Xiao Han, do you know what I used to do?"
Jun Huaixu stood up as he spoke, holding a wine gourd in his hand, his sleeves fluttering in the wind.
Han Feng looked at Jun Huaixu's back and could faintly feel the weight this man was carrying.
"When I was young, I was a Confucian scholar who cultivated a Confucian spirit. I studied at Bailu Academy on Chang'an Road. Now that I think about it, I was in my prime."
As a person from Chang'an Road, Han Feng thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of the name White Deer Academy.
"You don't need to think about it. He died in the war between the imperial court and the Southern Barbarian Demon Cult a long time ago."
Jun Huaixu seemed to have read through Han Feng's thoughts, and turned his back to Han Feng and said: "The bloody battle of bones lasted for more than three years. A war burned down the martial arts in the south. I and several companions were displaced in the battle, struggling to survive.
, I joined the Xuanjian Division by chance, and when I finally became the head of the Xuanjian Division, I was already alone."
The man in green shirt mentioned it in front of him, but Han Feng could hear from his words the danger of killing in front of him, as well as the tragic desolation.
A war... millions of lives and deaths...
"This journey, from confusion to determination, is just for the sake of a clear conscience."
Han Feng put his right hand on the ground and stood up. He stood next to Jun Huaixu and said that he was in the "Ming Xuan Pagoda". Looking over, he saw ten miles of peach blossoms.
"My lord, do you hope that I can also have a clear conscience?"
Jun Huaixu did not answer directly, but pointed to the Taolin in the distance and said:
"Look at the tallest peach tree in the peach forest, it always faces stronger winds."
Han Feng followed the direction pointed by Jun Huaixu, and a huge peach tree stood in the middle of the peach forest, letting the strong wind blow it.
Jun Huaixu continued:
"If a tree is as beautiful as the forest, the wind will destroy it. You used the power of [Mirror of the Future] to repel the old mother Wusheng, and you are famous all over the world. However, the fact that you have innate potential has also been known to the devils of the world.
Temptation, ambushes... are bound to follow. I hope you can stick to your true intentions and not lose the kindness in people's hearts."
Han Feng nodded.
"Having joined the Xuanjian Division for a while, you should have been able to feel the dangers faced by this country. Bandits, cults, demon sects... The whole Li country is in a state of turmoil, and I don't know how long it can last. I hope you, the younger generation,
Being able to grow up faster will allow an old man like me to stop struggling to support it."
"My subordinates understand, I will work hard to improve myself." Han Feng looked at Jun Huaixu. The boss looked very young, no more than thirty years old, which was completely inconsistent with the old man's statement. "However, innate potential
means?"
"[Future Mirror] cannot give mortals power out of thin air, but it can allow people to cross the long river of time to obtain the ability of their future body. With [Future Mirror], I have sensed that your potential can reach the realm of innateness in the future. This
This is also the reason why I singled you out among thousands of people."
Innate? A new realm above tenth level martial arts... Han Feng thought.
Jun Huaixu said and laughed:
"Ha, people like to talk about it when they get old, don't be annoyed by it."
"how come……"
Han Feng quickly denied it.
Jun Huaixu waved his hand again.
"Okay, you have made great achievements. The Secretary has recorded your merits for you. You can use all the elixirs and utensils by yourself. After you [Feng Yun Bi], I will arrange a new guard mission for you.
"
"[Feng Yun Bi]?"
Han Feng recalled it and vaguely remembered that it was an internal martial arts competition in the Xuanjian Division. They were graded according to the rank of commander, commander, and sword wielder.
The winner gets the crown, and the loser has no complaints.
However, there is a problem here...
"Sir! Should I compete now in the guard level or in the sword-wielding level?"
A smile appeared on Jun Huaixu's lips: "As a sword holder, you can't compete with the Siwei, right? But since you are still young when you join the Si, you should first join the Commander-in-Chief level. After five days, [Feng Yun Dou]
】Opening, I'm waiting to see your performance."
Han Feng had a bitter look on his face. Even if he was just an envoy, he was still a seventh-level master. It was impossible for everyone to be promoted like Bai Feihuang or himself.
Maybe when people find out that their opponent is someone who takes shortcuts like themselves, they will be more ruthless.
Han Feng was thinking about [Feng Yun Dou] and suddenly thought of something. He looked at Jun Huaixu and said, "Sir, I have another conspiracy about [Gu Capital] that I want to share with you."
Jun Huaixu smiled and shook his head.
"I already know about this."
Han Feng was stunned, but he didn't expect it.
"Okay, I've kept you long enough. Your teammates are probably already worried about you. You should go back first. I'm looking forward to seeing your performance in [Wind and Cloud Competition]."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Huaixu turned up his sleeves, and Han Feng's figure disappeared into the space of [Mingxuan Tower].
Jun Huaixu sighed softly, looked at the peach grove in the distance, raised his hand and took a sip of soju.