Gossip rivers and lakes, I tell fortunes and storytellers in Qixia Town

It looks average.

When I came here, I thought it would be a big restaurant.

It doesn't seem that way now.

While looking around, Feng Qingyang suddenly noticed a young man with a ferocious face sitting on the opposite table, muttering something.

"Light without shadow...Sword without trace!"

"Hey, let's stay for a few more days."

Sitting opposite was Yan Shisan.

Originally planned to leave the next day, but now that I think about it, I am very interested in Xiao Xuan's identity.

If I didn't guess wrong, this Mr. Xiao is definitely a master.

But I don't know what kind of master it is.

Is it a master of the inner family, or a master of swordsmanship?

This question is very important, because Mr. Xiao said that if he did not find the third young master, he could go back to Qixia Town to find him.

Without these words, Yan Shisan was already ready to die.

But now his state of mind is obviously not enough to fight the third young master.

Shaking his head slightly, Yan Shisan swallowed a sip of wine in distress, suddenly noticed a gaze, raised his eyes slightly, and glanced in the direction opposite the table.

When the two eyes met, the air seemed to freeze suddenly.

For a while, the two of them didn't move, as if they were sitting still, until Bai Zhantang came to the side with a jar of wine and a wine cup and yelled.

"Come on!"

"Senior, you really have foresight. Our inn's Daughter Red is a special feature. Now this thing is a hard currency. All the guests who come here order this!"

"Pair it with sauced beef, a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat is really amazing!"

As soon as Bai Zhantang finished speaking, he sensed that something was wrong. Following Feng Qingyang's gaze, he suddenly found that Feng Qingyang and Yan 13 were looking at each other, and goose bumps appeared on his body instantly.

Putting down the wine glass, Bai Zhantang hurriedly left the sight of the two, and couldn't help muttering at the same time.

"Oh my god, are all the masters of the rivers and lakes like this?"

"Start a fight at the first sight of a disagreement?"

"If this smashes the inn, the shopkeeper must scold me to death?"

When the wine was placed on the table, Feng Qingyang didn't intend to move at all, but Yan Shisan, who was sitting opposite, suddenly sat up straight, swirled the wine in the glass, and smiled faintly.

"Senior has such a strong sword intent!"

Feng Qingyang put his arms around his white beard, also raised the corners of his mouth, and said indifferently with a little more approval in his eyes.

"Are you the one from Xiliang River just now?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingyang paused, then shook his head and said.

"No, you are not."

"Your sword energy is also good. If you can integrate sword intent, it will be limitless in the future."

With just a glance, Feng Qingyang noticed how good Yan Shisan's sword skills were, and for a moment thought that he was the man in black that he met in Xiliang River just now.

But after a while, Feng Qingyang denied this idea again.

The young man in front of him had good swordsmanship, but compared to the man in black just now, he was not at the same level.

The most important thing is that this young man lacks something compared to that Xuan Xiaotian.

In other words, it's not as good as that kid pretending just now!

That kid is a guy that even the old man doesn't pay attention to!

Yan Shisan frowned in surprise, unexpectedly, the old man in front of him could see his sword energy at a glance, which is not something ordinary people can do.

Coupled with the sword intent that is vaguely present and can explode at any time, Yan Shisan firmly believes that this is a master of sword use!

What worries him the most is not being able to meet a sword master!

That's great, whatever you want.

Could this be why Mr. Xiao said he wanted him back?

I don't think there is anyone in this world who can practice swordsmanship to such a level besides the third young master!

Yan Shisan began to have some admiration in his heart, glanced at Feng Qingyang, and said lightly.

"This junior has never been to any Xiliang River, but thank you for your guidance, senior."

"Meeting is fate, this junior dares to invite senior to drink!"

As soon as the words finished, Yan Shisan suddenly grabbed the wine glass in his hand and poured it towards Feng Qingyang.

If ordinary people looked at it, they would think it was a fight between two street people, but those who know the goods know that the wine that Yan Shisan poured out was divided into fourteen strands of wine the moment he took it off his hands.

Every drop of liquor turned into a sharp knife, stabbing straight at Feng Qingyang.

The old god Feng Qingyang waved his sleeves, and the wine glass in front of him suddenly rose out of thin air.

When it fell again, Yan Shisan had already borrowed all the wine that Yan Shisan had poured over.

Feng Qingyang picked up the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, then smacked his tongue and said.

“Good wine, but a pity.”

"The killing intent is strong, and the sword intent is not exhausted. Abandoning the sword art and gaining the soul of the sword, it is quite the mood of the old man who has no tricks to win."

"Unfortunately, there is a demon in your sword. If you can't retract and release it freely, you can't combine human and sword as one. Instead, you have become a puppet of the sword!"

Feng Qingyang has practiced swords all his life, and his attainments in swordsmanship are much better than the current Yan Shisan.

After all, the current Yan Shisan has not yet researched the last sword of the Thirteen Swords.

And in the glass of wine just now, the sword intent and true meaning of the Thirteen Deadly Swords were fused.

Yan Shisan was amazed that Feng Qingyang could take over his sword moves so easily, and what shocked him even more was that he also noticed that his sword skills were not exhausted.

So far, except for Xiao Xuan, the one who said that his sword intent is not exhausted is the white bearded old man in front of him!

What is the history of this old man?

Yan Shisan was shocked immediately, and couldn't help but nodded respectfully.

"Senior has such vicious eyes."

"My swordsmanship does have a last move, but it's a pity I haven't been able to comprehend it so far."

"Senior's swordsmanship is supernatural, and I still look forward to the guidance of the senior!"

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, hugged his beard and poured a glass of wine, and then gave Yan Shisan a salute in return.

"It's not rude to come and go, how about you try my glass of wine?"

The same wine glass was dropped from his hand, and the liquid emptied.

But Feng Qingyang could wave his sleeves and laugh at it, but Yan Shisan didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, and instantly drew out the magic sword Bone Poison beside him, and placed it across his chest.

There was a cold light, and Yan Shisan's horrified eyes were reflected on the blade.

The wine glass was not broken and fell on the Bone Poison Sword smoothly, but Yan Shisan felt the pain in the tiger's mouth. He only felt that the Bone Poison Sword in his hand vibrated nine times in an instant, and each vibration was stronger than the previous one.

Until the last time, Yan Shisan's magic sword Bone Poison was released, but the wine glass fell steadily in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang asked.

"how?"

Yan Shisan widened his eyes in horror, looked at the wine glass in front of him in disbelief, and said in shock.

"It's mighty and domineering, and the five mountains are hard to move. I didn't expect the sword intent of the senior to be so powerful, and the junior admires it!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Shisan was stunned for a second, then suddenly woke up and raised his head to look at Feng Qingyang and asked.

"The senior wants to tell the junior that if you want to break through yourself, you have to start with the sword?"

Feng Qingyang glanced at Yan Shisan, then took a sneaky look at the door, and when he saw that there was no one else, he leaned back on the chair and said.

"Hmph, why should young people be either one or the other?"

"This old man kills people with sword qi, the sword qi is the strongest!"

"This old man kills people with a sword move, that is the strongest sword intent!"

"In the way of the sword, what is strong is neither sword energy nor sword intent!"

"Can you understand?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingyang proudly raised his chin, and hugged his beard without blushing at all.

On the other hand, Yan Shisan froze in place, and asked suddenly after a while.

"senior?"

"Is that what you said?"

Chapter 51 Young people, the water in this line is very deep

"how?"

Feng Qingyang sat upright, wondering in his heart that it was impossible for that Xuan Tianxiao to be here in Qixia Town, right?

Although he disappeared after chasing him here, he believed that the person named Xuan Tianxiao was not there in the Tongfu Inn at this time.

Naturally, I am not afraid of anyone who will expose it.

As for what happens in the future, I don't care about him, anyway, he will stay here for at most three days before leaving.

Yan Shisan shook his head slightly, frowned suspiciously.

"There is no problem with what the senior said, and the junior dare not doubt the senior's swordsmanship."

"only....."

"Senior has unparalleled sword spirit, but what about your sword spirit?"

Yan Shisan's sword is known as a sword of light and cold nineteen continents. Although it is an exaggeration, it is also a good hand in using sword energy.

In Feng Qingyang's hand just now, Yan Shisan felt the majestic sword intent like the sea, but it was the sword intent...

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass and said calmly.

"Young man, the aggressive method is useless to the old man."

"I see that you and I are destined, and it is already a great blessing for you to give me some pointers."

"The water in this industry is very deep, so don't aim too high!"

"Want to see the old man's sword energy? Let's wait a few more years."

"Your swordsmanship and sword intent are not exhausted. If you can comprehend the old man's sword intent, you will be able to rule the world!"

Feng Qingyang couldn't help slandering secretly in his heart.

Want to see the old man's sword energy?

What are you thinking?

The old man has never practiced sword qi, so you will show your timidity when you see it?

Besides, looking at Jianghu, except for that little guy named Xuan Tianxiao tonight, everyone's sword energy is a child's play, what's the use of learning this thing?

Shaking his head, Feng Qingyang filled himself a glass of wine and drank it on his own.

After a while, Feng Qingyang glanced at the dazed Yan Shisan opposite, and asked suddenly.

"Boy, it is said that Mr. Xiao knows the world, didn't he tell you that your swordsmanship is too magical?"

Yan Shisan came back to his senses, and when he mentioned Mr. Xiao, doubts appeared in his eyes. After a while, he also took a sip of the wine, nodded and said.

"Mr. Xiao does know everything."

"It was he who told me that my sword intent was not exhausted. Although I had already noticed this, I had never told anyone before that."

"Mr. Xiao hasn't seen my thirteen deadly swords, but he knows that there is a move missing in my swordsmanship."