Boil the heavens

night.

After eating and drinking, when he was about to sleep, Wang Lin suddenly pulled Yan Fei and asked, "Brother, what are you looking for with Temujin? You have to tell him that Quanzhen doesn't seem to have any connection with Mongolia."

"Kill him." Concisely speaking, Yan Fei gave an answer that Wang Lin thought was a joke.

But when Wang Lin saw Yan Fei's casual but not joking expression, he no longer thought it was a joke, "Why?"

"Because he will slaughter the world in the future." Lying down and going to sleep, Yan Fei suddenly got up when he thought of something, looked at Wang Lin, and asked very suddenly, "Fan'er, have you ever thought about becoming an emperor? "

"What? Be the emperor? Senior brother, what are you going to do?" Wang Lin was completely stunned, and suddenly felt that there were too many things he didn't understand.

"It literally means that if one day the world is in turmoil, Quanzhen will stand up and take you as the head and regard you as the emperor. Of course, if you are old at that time, it is also possible that your son will be the emperor." Yan Fei Said calmly.

He came, but Temujin was not in the tribe.

Coincidence?

Yan Fei didn't know either, but somewhere in the dark, he had a premonition that he might not be able to kill Temujin this time.

Since the enemy can't be killed, then think about the matter on your side.

Wang Lin: "...Brother, are you serious? Are you already preparing to rebel?"

"I've been preparing since more than ten years ago, but I'm not ready yet, and it's not yet the time to erupt." Yan Fei said lightly, "You haven't answered my question yet. Do you want to be emperor?"

"I haven't thought about it." Wang Lin replied honestly.

Wang Lin, who has been self-aware since he was a child, knows very well that being an emperor is not an easy task, especially as the leader of a rebel force, he wonders if he doesn't have that kind of ability.

"Forget it, we'll talk about it when the time comes." Yan Fei's answer made Wang Lin feel like a child's play.

Can we talk about this again?

"Senior brother, all of you senior brothers participated in this matter?" Wang Lin asked with some confusion.

"Except for you, brother in charge, no one else knows. They only think that the expansion of Quanzhen is the growth of the sect." Looking at Wang Lin, Yan Fei said, "After you go back, don't say it. If you don't know everything, Once you leak, you know the consequences."

"You guys still do it knowing the consequences? Why rebel if you have nothing to do? You don't want to be emperor." Wang Lin said dissatisfied.

"Hehe... You will know the reason in the future. The times make heroes. This is not just a casual saying." After finishing speaking, Yan Fei did not explain too much, and began to enter the sleeping mode.

sleep!

He slept soundly, but Wang Lin stayed up all night, thinking over Yan Fei's words over and over again, but unfortunately, letting him think about it was just asking for trouble.

On the second day, Yan Fei woke up refreshed, and seeing Wang Lin with heavy eye bands next to him, he couldn't help laughing, "Just do your own thing, since you don't want to be emperor, then these things have nothing to do with you. "

"It's easy to say, such a big matter, as the elder of Quanzhen, how can it have nothing to do with me?" Wang Lin curled his lips, "I hope that what you said is wrong, the world is covered in blood, it's like nonsense."

"I also hope that what I said is wrong." Yan Fei sighed softly.

"Dare to ask if the person in the tent is Quanzhen Wang Daoist?" At this moment, a hoarse and rough voice came from outside.

When I went out to look, it turned out to be the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River.

"Who are here to find Dao... Poor Dao?" I was not in a good mood, and almost yelled out the word Dao Ye, but fortunately Yan Fei kicked him, and Wang Lin changed his words in time.

"I heard that the Taoist priest is a true hero. I am so arrogant that I want my apprentice to compete with the Taoist priest." Ke Zhen'e squinted his eyes and said blindly while leaning on a cane.

"Competition against the poor?" Looking at the submissive Guo Jing next to Ke Zhen'e, Wang Lin's brain was a little short-circuited. What kind of play is this old man playing?

"Since Master Ke wants to compete, Lin'er, you can compete with this little brother Guo." Wang Lin was still hesitating, but Yan Fei agreed for him.

"Who is this Daoist?" Zhu Cong, the second child of the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River, asked curiously as he saw Yan Fei, who looked like Wang Lin at a young age, but spoke old-fashionedly.

"Poverty Yan Fei." Yan Fei chuckled.

"So it's Daoist Yan... but Daoist Master Yan is the Changshengjian Daoist with the Taoist name Changshengzi?" Zhu Cong subconsciously wanted to be polite, but just as he hugged him, he was suddenly stunned, raised his head and asked in a startled voice.

0025 Yue Nu Sword

"The Sixth Longevity Sword in the World?" There is no single enemy under the Longevity Sword. Back then when Huashan discussed swords, Yan Fei's reputation spread throughout the world.

"Now it is number one in the world." Wang Lin added proudly.

"Several, since you want to compete, let's start the competition first." Ignoring the surprised eyes of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, Yan Fei laughed.

"Okay!" It felt like kicking the iron plate, but a face-saving person like Ke Zhen'e would not retreat on the spot, "Jing'er, go and learn the unique skills of this kingly Taoist priest."

Looking at the expressions of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters before and after, Yan Fei probably understood what these guys were thinking.

They wanted to find a place on Wang Lin.

At the beginning, Yin Zhiping was ordered by Qiu Chuji to come to the desert to test Guo Jing, and Guo Jing lost very badly. Now, under the guidance of Ma Yu, Guo Jing's martial arts is at the beginning, and he has made rapid progress. At this time, Yan Fei and Wang Lin are both true The doorman sent it to the door again, and they naturally wanted to compete again.

Shaking his head secretly, this kind of psychology or unspoken rules is in line with the rules of the world, but in Yan Fei's view, it is just nonsense.

Especially the current competition between Guo Jing and Wang Lin is simply asking for humiliation.

"Give way." True Qi transmitted voice, and Yan Fei's voice rang softly in Wang Lin's ear.

"Protagonist, variable..." Looking at Guo Jing and Wang Lin, Yan Fei suddenly muttered two words.

Looking up at the sky, the coincidence that Temujin was not in the tribe this time made Yan Fei think a lot and make a lot of guesses.

Heaven cannot be violated?

Will the fish that jumped out of the water return to the water again?

Maybe!

Bang bang bang!

The sound of metal clashing sounded, Guo Jing and Wang Lin both used swords, and under Yan Fei's instructions, Wang Lin's moves were measured, and for a while, the two came and went and fought in style.

The Jiangnan Seven Monsters showed a gratified smile, and even looked at Yan Fei with a little complacency. Yan Fei smiled and pecked at each other, which was quite interesting.

"Han Nu Xia, Guo Jing used the Yue Nu Sword just now, right?" Yan Fei suddenly asked Han Xiaoying after the two abandoned their weapons and turned their fists.

"It's my family's swordsmanship, and I ask the Taoist priest to give me some pointers." Compared to Ke Zhen'e's smug look, Han Xiaoying was very modest.

He knew that Yan Fei was a master at using swords, so he sincerely asked for advice.

Rubbing his chin and pondering slightly, Yan Fei said, "I can't talk about giving pointers. It's just that Guo Jing's swordsmanship seems to be missing something. The Yuenu sword used to subdue three thousand soldiers with one sword. The law shouldn’t have such power.”

"Alas.... I humiliated my ancestors." Han Xiaoying said with a little shame.

Shaking his head slightly, Yan Fei said softly, "It's not that the female swordsmanship of Han is not good at learning, but that this sword technique is incomplete, which makes it lose the power it used to be. The secret book has been handed down? If you don’t mind, Pindao would like to see it.”