Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

Little Guo Xiang liked to run around since he could walk, and he liked to toss about. In the eyes of future generations, it is obvious that he has "hyperactivity disorder" suspicion?

It's a pity that when you meet a patriarch who pampers her so much, Tingxiang and Wenfu, there must be someone who follows her specially.

Can't keep up?

I will teach you another set of lightness kung fu, can't even a little girl keep up with it?

......

"Golden girl, what are you thinking?"

In the small courtyard where Feng Heng lived, everyone else went out, only Feng Heng and Jin Yufeng were left.

As someone who has been there and is also a smart person, Feng Heng saw everything that happened along the way from Peach Blossom Island to Luoyang City.

"Dongxie" took in so many apprentices, most of them were admitted in their teens, and they didn't call "teacher" for nothing.

Feng Heng really treated them as his own children, and cared about the basic necessities of life, happiness, anger, sorrow and joy of his apprentices in every possible way.

The youngest apprentice, Jin Yufeng, was also named by Feng Heng. Although she was 29 years old at that time, Feng Heng felt even more sorry for her background.

"Master, I don't know..."

Jin Yufeng's head was lowered, almost buried in his arms, and the red ears were a bit scary.

Is it because of the north wind outside, or because of the charcoal brazier inside?

"Silly boy, why don't you know this? You are over 30, how many 30s can you have in your life? It is not easy to meet a suitable person. Do you care about his age?"

"Master, no..."

"Girl, when I met your master, I was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and your master is already in his early thirties. Haven't you lived well for so many years?"

Thinking of the past between herself and Huang Yaoshi, when they met, Feng Heng was homeless, and meeting Huang Yaoshi was the greatest happiness in her life.

But she lay in that cold place for more than ten years. Huang Yaoshi almost lost his life because of her.

"However, he is the master of His Royal Highness King Yan, the generation between me and him..."

Perhaps encouraged by Feng Heng's words, Jin Yufeng raised his head and said in a low voice.

"Hehe, you girl. Your master is called 'Dongxie', and you always do your own way, and you can't blame those red tapes. As his disciple, you actually pay attention to these here?"

"However, I don't know what he thinks. I can't let a woman like this speak first, can I?"

Jin Yufeng raised his head completely, his eyes only fixed on Feng Heng's, as if he was expecting something.

"Well, that's what I said. How about it? That person is usually a boring gourd. It seems that my precious son-in-law has to take the lead in this matter."

"This kid will soon be a third-bedroom daughter-in-law. As an apprentice, he must be able to do something about his master's affairs, right?"

"As for this matter, as long as you are sure of yourself, Miss Jin, you don't have to worry about the rest."

When Feng Heng told Guo Mo about this, Guo Mo almost bit his tongue in shock.

"Mother-in-law, are you kidding me? Sister Jin and my fourth master?"

"Why, you still don't want to?"

Hearing Guo Mo's question, Feng Heng was not happy.

"No, no, why would I not want to, it's just that this happened so suddenly, I couldn't digest it for a while. The problem is, why didn't I see it?"

Thinking about the appearance of the fourth master, and thinking about the beauty like Jin Yufeng, could it be said that the peach blossoms of the fourth master have come?

I have known the fourth master for almost 20 years, and it seems that I have never heard him talk about it, or heard others talk about his relationship.

Among the "Seven Monsters in the South of the Yangtze River", in terms of appearance alone, of course the seventh master Han Xiaoying is second to none.

For the remaining six men, each one is more delicate than the other. If there is a ranking, the fourth master and the second master should have the strength to compete for the first place.

Especially the fourth master, Nan Xiren, who has been an official in Lin'an for the past few years and controls thousands of people in the "Imperial City Division".

As she got older, Nan Xiren added a mature beauty, just like the "uncle craze" that was popular in later generations.

Now that he knew about this matter, Guo Mo naturally wouldn't just stand by and slap his hand on it.

He didn't care about going to the "Dunwu Palace" to toss those people, took a pot of "Hero Drunk", asked the small kitchen to prepare a few side dishes, and went to the small courtyard where Nan Xiren lived with the food box.

The lights are not on, and there are a few fine snowflakes. The first snow this winter comes later than before.

"Mo'er, why do you have time to come to my place?"

Nan Xiren originally wanted to go back to Lin'an, because Guo Mo's marriage was delayed. In Huang Rong's words, brother Mo must have an elder from the man's side.

"It's been so long since I've been in Luoyang, and I haven't had a good chat with the master. There's still an altar of 'Hero Drunk'. It's going to be snowing late, can I have a drink?"

"Haha, you kid, you don't need to talk to the master, just drink when you're full—"

Nan Xiren is not a person who is good at wine. He has heard that Guo Mo has a new wine called "Hero Drunk".

Four plates of exquisite side dishes were put on, and Guo Mo patted open the "Hero Drunk" seal.

"Good wine, fill it up—"

As soon as she smelled it, Nan Xiren knew that it was a good wine that she had never drunk before.

After eating a bowl of "Hero Drunk", Nan Xiren actually showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Master, I have wine, do you have a story?"

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2 Chapter [-] The Mysterious Visitor

"Mo'er, what's the matter today? Do you have anything to say?"

Nan Xiren was confused by Guo Mo's sudden words, as if he meant something?

Guo Mo also drank the "Hero Drunk" in his own bowl. He still preferred this long-lost sweetness. He filled the two wine bowls in front of him again before Guo Mo put down the jars in his hands.

"Four masters, the seven masters went to the desert for 18 years because of a personal struggle. After returning from the desert, the masters helped me everywhere. This kindness and virtue, the disciples can't repay."

"Come on, let me offer you another bowl, and express my gratitude to you and all the masters on behalf of me and my elder brother——"

Guo Mo picked up the wine bowl again, and solemnly said to Nancy Ren.

"Mo'er, what happened, why did you suddenly mention this? If you don't explain your words, how can you drink this bowl of wine as a teacher?"

Seeing that Nan Xiren didn't want to serve the wine bowl again, Guo Mo didn't force it, and drank the wine in his own bowl with a straight neck.

"'Hero Drunk'? How many people in the world can be named heroes—"

"Fourth master, I remember that when I first asked you to be my teacher, you were not yet [-] years old. I don't think you are almost half a century old now, time flies so fast."

Yes, Guo Mo was only six years old at that time, and now he will be 26 years old, and he will soon be the father of five children.

In 20 years, a child can grow into an indomitable man, and a man can gradually enter his twilight years.

"Haha, you child, how can you not grow old? I once told your other six masters that it is our greatest blessing and pride to be the master of your two brothers in this life."

"Mo'er, you have a special status, and you have a long way to go. The masters are incompetent, so they can't help you too much. However, if there is something embarrassing, you can tell me, the master will never let you go—"

Hearing the apprentice's emotion, Nan Xiren was also a little bit embarrassed.

Since ancient times, heroes are like beauties, and the world is not allowed to see gray hair.

Looking at the wine bowl that the apprentice handed him again, Nan Xiren still took it and drank it down.

"Good wine—"

Yes, no matter what kind of life experience, only the wine in front of you can't live up to it.

After drinking two bowls of wine, Guo Mo gradually found the feeling.

"Fourth Master, when we were in the desert, Fifth Master and Seventh Master got married and had a younger sister Zhang Ting. This time I heard Ye Qu come back and said that Sixth Master and De'er's mother, after so many years, finally reunited. came together."

"Fourth master, what about you? I wonder if you have a girl you like, or someone you want to be with?"

After going around a lot, Guo Mo finally asked what he wanted to ask today, without any hint of ridicule, and looked at Nan Xiren expectantly.

"This... hey, you, why do you think of asking this? I said today's wine, how strange it is to drink."

He was "disgusting" the wine with his mouth, but his hands were very honest. He took the wine jar from Guo Mo's feet and filled the two wine bowls in front of him.

"If you want to talk about this matter between men and women, who hasn't been young? If I hadn't followed your other six masters and searched for you all over the world for a bet, maybe the fourth master and I would have gone to Xixia—"

Drank the wine in the bowl again, Nan Xiren said leisurely, but his eyes looked into the distance, revealing a trace of clear emptiness in the haze.

Is there really a story here?

Nan Xiren, who was caught in the memories, didn't notice the gossip of his "unscrupulous" disciple at all, nor did he notice that the wine in his bowl was drained and Guo Mo secretly filled it up.

It turned out that this Nan Xiren was born in Lanke Mountain, and grew up at the foot of Lanke Mountain since he was a child.

The so-called relying on mountains to eat mountains depends on water to drink water, relying on Mount Lanke to naturally feed on the green vegetation in the mountains, as well as birds and small animals.

Nan Xiren didn't grow up with his parents, or he didn't know who his parents were at all. As long as he could remember, he only knew a sloppy Taoist master.

Said to be a master, but he is just a wandering Taoist, but he knows how to do kung fu with two hands.

I don't know where to pick up Nan Xiren, let him take his lay family's surname, and name him Nan Xiren.

Maybe it's because he has wandered in the rivers and lakes for too long. After the sloppy Taoist arrived at Lanke Mountain, he set up a hut here and lived here for a long time.

At that time, Nan Xiren was only three or four years old, relying on the sloppy Taoist's only savings, plus this mountain of Ronke, did not starve the father and son to death.

When Nan Xiren was 12 years old, the sloppy Taoist disappeared.

Maybe it's because the savings are gone, and I feel that I can't continue to support Nan Xiren, especially a 12-year-old boy.

As the saying goes, Nan Xiren, who is half-grown and eats Lao Tzu to death, has practiced martial arts since childhood, and runs all over the mountains, is far above ordinary people in height and food intake.

The sloppy old man left, but left behind a heavy shoulder pole. He didn't know what material it was made of. Anyway, he had never seen the old man use it. Of course, 12-year-old Nan Xiren couldn't carry it.

The sloppy old man left, but Nan Xiren stayed behind.

In the past few years, Nan Xiren has learned a set of palm techniques and a set of knife techniques from the sloppy old man.

The old Taoist didn't tell him the names of the palm and saber techniques, maybe he didn't know where he found them.

Although the sloppy old way taught Nan Xiren, he had never seen him practice martial arts by himself, judging by his scrawny appearance, he did not look like a martial arts practitioner.

Their hut is on the north side of Lanke Mountain, and they can see Lanke Mountain when they go out to the south. On weekdays, he mostly goes to Lanke Mountain to practice martial arts.

He simply named these two sets of martial arts "Nanshan Palm Technique" and "Nanshan Chopping Knife Technique" respectively.

The palm technique was rarely used, but the knife technique was used a lot. Nan Xiren didn't know how many firewood knives were used up, and brought the chopped firewood to the nearby market to sell.

In this way, Nan Xiren lived next to Ronke Mountain for another eight years, and he himself grew into a 20-year-old boy.

Nan Xiren has good physical strength and kung fu. Every time she cuts the firewood, it is neatly stacked. The quality and appearance have always been impeccable, and she has long been the most popular in the market.

Although Nan Xiren's life is not rich, but he has been willing to help others since he was a child, and he hates others suffering or being bullied the most.

When the weather is bad, or the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, Nan Xiren will secretly put a bundle of firewood or leave some food in front of the door of the poor farmers in the mountain village.

As time passed, everyone knew that it was Nan Xiren's work. Some people even gave him the title of "Nanshan Woodcutter" to show his integrity.

When I was 20 years old, because I couldn't understand the rich man in the town forcibly robbing women as concubines, the one he robbed was a little girl who was less than 12 years old, and the old rich man was already in his seventies.

Nan Xiren shot angrily and accidentally killed someone.

Lan Keshan couldn't live anymore, so he had to leave his hometown and live in the rivers and lakes ever since.

Although she was forced to leave Ronke Mountain because of injustice, it did not change Nancy's benevolent and chivalrous character, and she made some chivalrous names in just a few years.

However, Nan Xiren always maintained the attire of a woodcutter, but after fully grown up, she developed strength and was able to use the iron pole left by the sloppy old road.

When Nan Xiren was 22 years old, he accidentally walked to the boundary of Suzhou. Because of his personality, he finally got into trouble with the local bandit leader not long after.

"Huahua Taisui" Qin Wanli is actually the descendant of "Five Tigers' Soul-Breaking Knife".

There are several brothels, brothels, gambling houses and wine shops in the city of Suzhou, and outside the city of Suzhou, there is another large manor that is full of filth.

When Nan Xiren was in Suzhou, he was provoked by Qin Wanli's subordinates in every possible way. He was also bullied by an old man, a young man and his grandson.

After Nan Xiren figured out the cause and effect of the incident, she went directly to the manor of "Huahua Taisui" outside Suzhou city to ask for an explanation.

It's a pity that Qin Wanli has been operating in the local area for many years, and there are no fewer than 200 people who can fight.

After all, Nan Xiren was no match for two fists and four hands. A good tiger couldn't hold back a pack of wolves, and was severely injured by Qin Wanli himself and was dying.

At the most critical moment, a woman masked by a light veil suddenly appeared with swift movements. In the eyes of Nan Xiren at that time, she was really like a flying fairy on land and extremely weird.

In the woman's hand was a sharp sword with a cold light, and her moves were even more fierce. The sword was merciless, and more than 40 of Qin Wanli's men were beheaded in the blink of an eye.

Most of them were from the city's gangsters. They followed Qin Wanli all these years, and it was nothing more than bullying the common people on weekdays.