Fengyunzhi becomes Qin Shuang

During half a month of cultivation in Wumingju, Bu Jingyun often peeked at the sword moves of the two masters and apprentices at night. Although he knew it was bad, he still couldn't restrain his obsession with the supreme martial arts. The mystery is naturally beyond the reach of the Huo family's swordsmanship.

The master and apprentice always practiced at night as if guarding against him.

But during the day, Wuming himself was missing, and only Jianchen and him stayed in Wuming's residence.

Jian Chen was probably used to his master's absence, so he spent most of his days feeding the chicks and cleaning the small house, but he didn't practice swordsmanship.Maybe he was also afraid of someone's boredom. At this time, he was very happy to have Bu Jingyun. Although the other party was like a mute, he still talked with gusto.

Occasionally, Bu Jingyun's eyes fluctuated because of his words, but he was still happy to see them, and he spoke happily.

It seems that this is not compatible with the serious and well-behaved unknown heirs in the world.

"Why are you called Jian Chen?"

This was the first time Bu Jingyun spoke to him on his own initiative. He thought for a while and said, "My real name is not Jian Chen, but my master gave it to me. I probably hope that my sword practice will be like the rising sun in the future." Like the morning sun, soft but not weak, light but not strong!"

What else did he want to say, when he turned his head and saw that Bu Jingyun had disappeared behind him, he could only laugh dumbfounded.

That night, the moon and stars were sparse.

Under the shining of the bright white moonlight, the mountains are smudged with white mist.

Jianchen didn't know how many times he picked up the hero sword, practiced every move from the beginning, sweating profusely, but he couldn't do it, and the last hurdle pushed him back like ten thousand resistances.Seeing Jian Chen frowning in distress, he roared in pain and bounced into the distance. With a flash of sword light, everything was about to start again.

Wuming stood on the side with his hands behind his back, watching silently without making a sound.Regarding Jian Chen's failures again and again, he secretly sighed and shook his head.

Just looking into the bushes not far away, Bu Jingyun was fascinated, not knowing that he had already been discovered.

He only said that although the sword skills practiced by Jian Chen are extremely exquisite, but his body is blunt and lacks that kind of aura.

"In this sword technique, each sword contains endless changes and mysteries, which are unfathomable. If I can ask him to teach me, and use the learned essence to make full use of it, it will be great."

Thinking of this, he jumped out with the wooden sword in his hand.

Thinking about it later, it was really impulsive at the time.But this is also what he has thought in his heart for a long time, and he does not want to hide anymore.

"Uncle Wuming, but I will use the Huo family's swordsmanship to try with Brother Jianchen."

Before he could finish speaking, he exhibited the footwork of "no hesitation", and silently recited in his heart "the world is boundless, I don't know where to end; the sun and the moon cycle, and it goes back and forth", the kindness is as deep as the sea, and the two moves are followed by seduction. Jian Chen's eyes are full of surprises, Immediately take the sword to pick it up.

Wuming watched from the side, thinking that the swordsmanship passed down by the Huo family was full of righteousness, and the sword moves were full of righteousness to promote the spirit of chivalry, but the second son's moves were full of hostility and were extremely ruthless.Under this blow, a mediocre person would have already pierced his chest with a wooden sword.

With several moves by the two of them, Bu Jingyun attacked steadily, without leaving any room, it was extremely pungent.But it's just to restrain the opponent.

Jian Chen frowned, just accepting the move, not making a move, he obviously knew that Bu Jingyun wanted to show his strength in front of the master, so that the master would accept him as an apprentice.

Furthermore, he originally wanted Bu Jingyun to stay, so he subconsciously gave in to Bu Jingyun.

When the wooden sword was placed on Jianchen's neck, Jianchen was also willing to say good things for Bu Jingyun, so that his master would accept him.

Unexpectedly, Bu Jingyun was in a hurry and didn't want others to give in. This was a kind of humiliation, and he didn't care about Jian Chen's thoughts.He only said coldly: "Let's have a good comparison, no matter whether he accepts me as an apprentice today or not, I will defeat you."

Although Bu Jingyun's aptitude to learn martial arts is good, but his cultivation level is not as good as Jian Chen's, and he has learned swords for a long time, his sword skills are superb, and he has a heroic sword in his hand, so his strength is naturally strong. , finally gave in and Jingyun was defeated.

Bu Jingyun fell to the ground with a dazed expression and clenched his fists.

Jian Chen couldn't bear it, so he just took a step forward and begged his master to accept him as his apprentice.

Unexpectedly, Wuming said: "Chen'er, I will invite Master Buxu tomorrow."

"Master..." Jianchen didn't understand why the master just didn't want to accept Bu Jingyun.

"I don't need you to intercede for me." Although Bu Jingyun was touched by Jian Chen's repeated words for him in the past few days, he was not willing to do so, and only acted as a nameless protection, fearing that he would be stronger than his most proud apprentice.

That night, Bu Jingyun finally defeated Jian Chen with the move of "Unexplainable Grief", and knelt down again, begging him to accept him as his apprentice.

Wuming saw that he made the "inexplicable grief" so convincing that it penetrated deep into his bones, he was extremely surprised, and Jianchen was even more dull, unable to speak.

In the end, Wuming just said: "Your sword has a demonic nature, and you will eventually enter the demonic way." Then he sighed and left.

On the other hand, Jian Chen's expression was ugly.Looking at Bu Jingyun's gaze suddenly became strange, and he didn't say anything about begging the master to keep him.

At dawn, Bu Jingyun inserted the short knife into his waist and tidied it up, thinking that this place obviously does not belong to him, so he decided to go away.

In the past few days, he also knew that Wuming did not want to accept him as an apprentice, so it was useless for him to stay here, he might as well go outside to find another way out.

When he opened the door, he saw Jian Chen standing at the door with a face as pale as paper, blocking the way.That person was obviously worried about the competition last night, how could he lose to Bu Jingyun, or did he lose under "inexplicable grief"?For that blow, he really didn't mean to let it go, but when the "sorrow is inexplicable" came out, he used all his strength.

He couldn't sleep all night, and just thinking about it gave him a splitting headache.

"Bu Jingyun, let's compete again."

He threw away the hero sword, took out a wooden sword, and looked at Bu Jingyun in a daze.

Bu Jingyun was thinking of leaving at this time, and was also somewhat grateful for Jianchen's company for many days.

Yesterday's competition was also a helpless move, and it will definitely not be done at this time.Furthermore, Jian Chen's actions at this time are obviously contrary to what Wuming said about his martial arts cultivation.

It was also funny, but seeing Jian Chen's lost look, he couldn't laugh.

"It's not necessary." She stretched out her hand and pushed Jian Chen away, and was about to leave.

"Bu Jingyun, where are you going?" Jian Chen looked puzzled, but did not stop him.

But Bu Jingyun didn't answer, at this moment, he didn't know where he was going.

He got on the horse prepared for him earlier in the morning, looked sideways at Jian Chen who was looking at him by the door, his usual indifference disappeared.

He just said, "See you later, let's compete again."

Jian Chen was hurt, but at this moment he couldn't help smiling: "Okay."

With the sound of horseshoes, the red figure has gone away.

Jian Chen looked at the Hero Sword on the ground, and squatted on the threshold, showing hesitation.

In Tianyin City, there were endless crowds of people coming and going, bustling with each other.

On the side of the crowded street, there is such a notice posted: "Any healthy youth over the age of ten can join the association as a disciple by virtue of this notice! The Tianxiahui is the largest gang in the Jianghu. If you want to become famous , to achieve great achievements, only to join the world!"

It was the recruitment list written by Qin Shuang himself that day.

And there is a bigger notice next to the list, which is just for looking for Fengyun.The amount of reward offered above was astonishing, but it only said that the leader of the Xiong Ba gang had hit the nobleman, and no news of the order was released.

At this time, both sides were full of crowded people.

Although the notice has been posted for a long time, there are still people who continue to participate.There are not a few other people from the rivers and lakes who come here, and some people even try their best to send their children to the Tianxiahui, thinking that they can make a career out of it.Those who are greedy for money are for money, and those who read names are for fame.

Tianxiahui can be regarded as a dark horse in the martial arts world. The rules of the school are no more complicated than those of other long-established schools, and the able ones always live there.

Therefore, many people are willing to come here to fight for a while, and those with a little bit of ability can't wait to show their skills.

Here, a young man with an indifferent expression came out of the street corner and alley, with light clothes and a light face, looking at the surrounding environment from time to time.

This Qin Shuang changed into loose white clothes early in the morning, and when he was walking on the street for a long time, the others silently followed him from a distance in the crowd.He only told them to go and stare at other places in the city, but those people just followed him.

How could it be possible to follow a snowy dark sky by my side?I think, Chou Chou must have whispered something to them that morning, like talking to the gang leader, but I don't know.

Whenever Qin Shuang left, he followed them.Just don't get too close to yourself, or it's too ostentatious.

Not long after, a middle-aged man and a little boy came into his sight.

The man had a messy beard and hair hanging all over his face. He was slender and dressed in a brown shirt. He looked like an ordinary farmer on the outside, but there was an upright look between his eyebrows and his eyes. A tiger, a tiger of tigers!

He must not be an ordinary person, especially when he was carrying that thing on his back, wrapped in black tarpaulin to make it airtight. Looking at it, he calculated it in his heart, and it was exactly three feet and seven inches away. In the warm early spring, It was faintly chilly.

Qin Shuang squinted and looked at it, with an uncertain expression.

Behind the man was a five or six-year-old boy. His face was small and handsome, but there was a bit of perseverance hidden in his handsome face, with both hardness and softness.Although the man in front walked so fast that he could hardly keep up, he could only walk and run to catch up. He also knew that his father would not wait for him.

The middle-aged man stood under the notice for a long time, looking worried.

The little boy grabbed the hem of his clothes, but finally let the crowd rush away.

He sighed, patted his crumpled clothes, and turned his head three times a step.Then he squatted in a corner not far away, with his chin on his knees, his little hands clutching his trousers, looking pitifully at his father in the crowd with his mouth pouting, without saying a word.

Qin Shuang fell in love as soon as she saw it.

This child and their baby are full of imagination, especially looking at you with big moist eyes, obviously without emotion, but still showing a particularly aggrieved and innocent appearance.

Qin Shuang was fascinated by watching, and laughed to himself.

Behind Xue Antian frowned puzzled, he had never seen the young master smile like this, and looked at the dirty child curiously.

Here they were standing in the middle of the road, and suddenly a few fierce horses strung out from the intersection on the left, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains, covered with dust, and the snow was dark, so they had to pull Qin Shuang, who was still in a daze, to dodge to the side, scaring the two of them All are covered in sweat.And the few people who were not far behind them also let the horses rush away and rushed over, but they were stopped by Qin Shuang's eyes.

I saw that the ten or so horses that had gone far away were all riding black men in black clothes and masks.

Such a ostentatious outfit.

Qin Shuang looked at Xue Antian.

Xue Antian hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master, it's the ghost of Heishanzhai. Do we want it?"

"No need." Qin Shuang waved his hand, "We don't care about them today."

Qin Shuang frowned and looked at the dusty clothes. She flicked her long sleeves back and forth, and when she turned around, she saw that the person who had been squatting was already standing behind her, looking at her without blinking.

The dumb look is really cute.

Qin Shuang was in a good mood, so he waved Xue Antian away and approached him, thinking about how to strike up a conversation with the child.

However, he has always been seldom talkative, if he can not speak, he will not speak, and he doesn't know what to say for a while.

I don't know how to show my enthusiasm and intimacy to people, but I just squinted my slender eyes and smiled, very silly.

Seeing his smile, the little boy who had opened his eyes dryly was taken aback for a moment.

Since he was born, he was in the deep mountains. Apart from his parents, he had only been in contact with a few scattered neighbors. Later, because his mother didn't want him to play with those people, he just hid in the house all day long and talked to everyone. I don't know how to talk to people even if I have a small animal as a companion.

He has been out of the mountain for so long, except for his father, he has never talked to anyone outside.

Dad often said that the world is sinister and people's hearts are not ancient.

Everyone outside is dangerous.

Therefore, the young man in front of him just stared blankly, and still squatted down without saying a word.

After squatting for a long time, he raised his head again, only to see the boy in white still looking at him.There was no intention of leaving.Now he frowned.

Qin Shuang also knew that children's hearts are the most sensitive, so she didn't dare to express too much, even if she squatted halfway, no malice could be seen in her clear eyes.

"What's your name?"

Qingyue's voice is very pleasant, not like his father's rough and thick, nor like his mother's soft and sweet, just like the flowing water of a mountain stream, very refreshing and comfortable to listen to.

The child stared at him with wide eyes, and said in a daze, "Nie Feng."

Qin Shuang suspected him early in the morning, but when he really heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and his smiling face froze.

Finally adjusted his smile, nodded slightly, wiped his hands on the clothes, "Qin Shuang."

Although the other party was only a five or six-year-old child, Qin Shuang was still willing to meet with adult etiquette and stretched out his hand in front of little Nie Feng.

Nie Feng lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, and he was young, so naturally he didn't know what it meant.

Thinking about it, imitating Qin Shuang's example, he rubbed on his clothes, then stretched out his hand, and then looked at Qin Shuang puzzled.

Qin Shuang smiled and shook hands with him, her little hands were soft.

However, Qin Shuang's hand was cold all day long, and Xiao Niefeng was shocked when his palm was held, but when he wanted to take it back, he didn't.Looking at Qin Shuang's gentle smiling face, he also smiled, thinking that maybe there were not all bad people outside, thinking that it was his father's fault, otherwise, why would mother have sneaked out?

Feeling the strange coldness of the young man's hand in his hand, he stopped laughing, tightened it unconsciously, and then held Qin Shuang's hand with both hands, rubbed it, and said, "Are you sick?"

Qin Shuang was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head, feeling the warmth in her hands.

After a while, King Nie rushed over. Seeing this situation, he was puzzled for a while, and stepped forward to grab Nie Feng and was about to leave.

Nie Feng had always been afraid of his father, so after taking a few glances at Qin Shuang, he obediently let go.

Later, he was picked up by King Nie, turned around and walked away.

Nie Feng grabbed his father's shoulder, turned his head, looked at Qin Shuang with Gululu's big eyes, and waved his hand.Then, seeing Qin Shuang's smile, he squinted his eyes and smiled, then turned around, bowed his head and said something to King Nie Ren.When he looked over again, Qin Shuang stopped looking at him, feeling a little lost.

"Master, that person?"

Xue Antian obviously recognized King Nie Ren, and even if he didn't, he could still see the shape of the knife.

Qin Shuang glanced at him, and then looked at the two people who disappeared at the corner of the street, "If you are not sure, don't talk nonsense, this is not our business, we just do our own thing."

"Yes, sir."

Xue Antian generally obeyed Qin Shuang's words.

Qin Shuang suppressed her smile and looked at the crowded place.

At that time, a man with a fleshy face tore away the notice.

"Follow." Qin Shuang didn't have time to go far.

Behind them, a boy in red came out from the corner, his face was as cold as frost, holding the short knife in his hand, and silently followed behind them.