The Second Immortal Road

　　 Han Ming listened to the legend that the attendant was telling the truth and looked at the table full of maps over and over again. Once he found the useful ones, he immediately carried it back in his head.

　　 Time flies quickly. When Han Ming wrote down all the maps that might be useful, he felt a burst of pain in his head. Although these maps were only more than ten feet of paper, they had a lot of content.

　　 Han Ming sighed deeply, squeezed his forehead with both hands, then turned to look at the attendant on the side.

　　 "How long has it been?"

　　 "Master Ming, you have watched it for an hour," the attendant replied immediately.

　　 "How come? Has Master Yiwen been here in this hour?" Han Ming seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be asking the attendant next to him.

　　 The attendant also saw that Han Ming didn't seem to be asking him, but he felt that it was better to answer than not to answer.

　　 "Master Yiwen has never been here"

　　 "He won't be on the eighth floor! Let's go and find him." Han Ming stood up and tidied his clothes a bit.

Han Ming was a little puzzled. Based on his understanding of the big brother, the young master of the Zhu family would have come to look for him early if nothing happened, but now that he hasn't been found for an hour, something must have been delayed. .

　　 But Han Ming is not afraid of any danger to Zhu Yiwen. This is Zhu Chiyuan, with heavy guards, and many martial arts masters. There should be no one or anything that would cause physical harm to the young master of the Zhu family.

　　 In a short while, Han Ming arrived at the eighth floor of the library. Originally, Han Ming did not hope to find Zhu Yiwen, but he heard Zhu Yiwen's voice as soon as he reached the eighth floor.

　　 "Later, read it fast, fast!"

　　 Zhu Yiwen lay his hands on the table and put his chin on his arms. He looked at Lan'er with his big eyes open, with an anxious expression in his eyes.

　　 "Later, no, the Fox Fairy and the scholar came together and lived a quiet and peaceful life." Lan'er slowly closed the book in her hand and handed the book to Zhu Yiwen.

　　 "It's gone! So fast, but I still want to listen." Zhu Yiwen took the book with some loss in his eyes, but he immediately became happy when he turned around and saw Han Ming.

　　 Zhu Yiwen grabbed Han Ming's arm, then pulled Han Ming to his side, and pushed him on the chair again.

"Where did you go, Junior Brother, Sister Lan'er just read me a story about a fox fairy and a scholar. I'll tell you this story..." Zhu Yiwen stubbornly controlled Han Ming on the chair. And began to tell Han Ming the story he had just heard.

　　Han Ming is also quite curious, what kind of story can attract Zhu Yiwen like this, and he doesn't even feel bored for an hour.

Zhu Yiwen spoke very quickly, and within a short while, Han Ming understood most of it. This story is probably the fox repaying his favor, saying that a white fox was rescued by a scholar, and later it turned into a beautiful woman and came to pay his favor. They broke through many obstacles and finally came together.

　　 Han Ming was a little surprised. It turned out that the big brother liked this kind of story, but he thought he would like the legends of swordsmen fighting the world.

　　 "Big brother, this story is so nice, haha." Han Ming grinned and slowly got up from the chair.

　　 Zhu Yiwen patted Han Ming on the shoulder, and some fascinating expressions leaked in his eyes: "You also think it sounds good! But there are no more, but there should be some other stories here, I will choose some to take back."

　　 After finishing speaking, Zhu Yiwen walked towards the bookshelf and began to search back and forth. After about a quarter of an hour, he took a dozen books of various thicknesses and walked back.

　　 "Senior brother, let's go, we have been here for a long time, and I will tell you after I finish reading it." Zhu Yiwen handed the book to Lan'er, turned around and pulled Han Ming to go out.

　　 "Okay, wait for you to tell me, but don't worry, you watch it slowly." Han Ming followed Zhu Yiwen down the tower, and Lan Erping and Naner naturally followed.

　　Han Ming caught a glimpse of Nan'er as soon as he turned his head. He felt a little depressed and couldn't help but think of what happened this morning. In the early morning, when Han Ming finished practising the Unknown Speaking Judgment, one of the attendants went to the bamboo house to find Han Ming, saying that it was the second master of the Chi family who asked Master Ming to choose some maidservants.

　　 Han Ming is always alone, and doesn't want any maid. He doesn't want to have a personal company by his side all the time. It would be unbeautiful if the unknown verbal decision is leaked out.

　　 Han Ming immediately rejected the attendant, saying that he was comfortable and didn't need any maid to serve. If there was a maid serving, he would feel uncomfortable. He asked the attendant to go back and thank Master Chi'er for his kindness.

　　 But it happened that Mr. Hua left the customs at this time, and he also happened to ran into Han Ming and this attendant. After Mr. Hua asked the reason, he immediately asked Han Ming to choose one, saying that he would definitely use it in the future.

　　 Han Ming naturally did not dare to refuse Hua Lao, so he followed the attendant to choose the maidservants. The maidservants stood neatly in a row, all slim, although they were only fourteen or five years old, they were all true beauty embryos.

　　 Han Ming swept around and picked one of the maids named Nan'er, not because she was the most beautiful of the group of maids, but because she thought Nan'er's name was very good.

Han Ming took his gaze back from Nan'er, and sighed inwardly. The day came again. His two exercises were still impeccable. If this continues, I don’t know if the Year of the Monkey will have enough strength to continue eastward. Find that fairy gate.

　　 Han Ming and Zhu Yiwen went down the tower, only to find that the steward in the tower had been waiting for them. Behind the steward were a dozen guards with long swords on their waists.

　　 "Two young masters, these are the guards of Xi Youhua Yuan Jian Jue. They all have extraordinary skills. How many young masters should the two young masters choose as a training partner?"

　　 Zhu Yiwen didn't think about choosing a training partner at all. He still wanted to go back earlier and read books like Fox Fairy.

　　 "The best, let them fight, send the best to me, and be my partner!"

When Han Ming heard Zhu Yiwen's words, he smiled in his heart and turned his head to look at these guards. In fact, he knew very well that any one of the guards standing here would be more than enough to teach him and Zhu Yiwen. There is no need to choose carefully, so He picked the most pleasing one among them.

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There is also a purple bamboo forest beside the bamboo building where Han Ming lives. There is an open space in the middle of the bamboo forest. The environment here is quiet, the air is fresh, and the distance from the bamboo building is not far. It is only a few steps away. It is really a good place to practice. , Brother Qi has danced swords here before, and Han Ming has watched it from the sidelines.

　　Senior Brother Qi seems to have something in the past few days, and has not returned to the bamboo building. Han Ming also took it for granted and regarded it as a place to practice Huayuan swordsmanship.

The speed of Wuming Fajue and Nayuangong's cultivation really disappointed Han Ming, but this Huayuan sword technique is only a foreigner's skill. As long as he is diligent enough and can remember the swordsmanship, he can use it to counter the enemy. It is very for him. practical.

　　 For some reason, Han Ming's memory is amazing. It took him only two days to memorize the three hundred and sixty-four strokes of Huayuan Sword Art.

　　Han Ming is very confident that he can get started in swordsmanship and modify another set of invisible swordsmanship within ten days, and it will take more than the first half for ordinary people to reach this point.

The guard who taught Han Ming’s Huayuan swordsmanship was shocked at Han Ming’s ability to comprehend it. He only demonstrated the Huayuan sword four or five times in the past two days, and Han Ming remembered it thoroughly. Many moves can be achieved by just seeing them once. remember.

　　 The guard chosen by Han Ming stood behind a bamboo. He looked at Han Ming who was dancing the sword art, and his heart could not help but feel depressed.

Accompanying the young master to practice swords is a very good job, not only does not need to go out to perform dangerous tasks, but also has rich rewards. This guard originally thought that he could spend half a year easily, but he never expected that it was only a few days before he I felt that I was useless, and the young master had learned all the sword moves that should be learned.

　　 Just as the guard was secretly wondering, a person appeared behind him, only two inches away from his back, and the guard with extraordinary martial arts was unconscious.

　　 The face of the person behind the guard was abnormally pale, without a trace of blood. If he was not standing there alive, no one would think he was a living creature, but would only think that it was a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

　　 "Retire, you don't have to come again!"

　　 The guard suddenly heard a voice coming from behind, and the source of the voice was still close at hand, he immediately broke into cold sweat. Now he is completely unprepared, if the person behind him wants to take his head, he is afraid there is no room for resistance at all.

　　 The guard turned his head slowly, and what caught his eye was an abnormally pale face with no trace of blood.

　　 "Yes, Commander Qi, the subordinates will leave now." The guard recognized the person. He immediately took a step back, leaned over, and left in a hurry, very obedient.

　　 This pale-faced person is just Brother Qi who lives in the same bamboo building with Han Ming, but it is unexpected that he looks sick, but his light work is amazing!

　　 Han Ming practiced for a long time, and didn't stop until his body was sore. He turned and thought about taking a rest under the bamboo forest next to the clearing. He didn't see the guard who was the training partner. Instead, he saw Senior Brother Qi who hadn't seen him for a few days. He couldn't help but be surprised.

　　 "Senior Brother Qi, why are you here, where are the guards who just stood there?"

Brother Qi smiled slightly, and slowly walked forward with a smile: "The guard? I let him go. UU reading www.uukanshu.com just now I think you have practiced the Huayuan Sword Art, and I will teach it later. You

　　 Han Ming was even more shocked when he heard this. He secretly slandered in the bottom of his heart, he still wanted to teach others with his sickly appearance? Don't pant to death when you practice a few hands by yourself!

　　 Seeing Han Ming's suspicion, Senior Brother Qi slowly walked forward, took the sword in Han Ming's hand, and began to dance.

　　 Every time Brother Qi takes his sword, he slowly, without a murderous edge, some are just gentle, it looks like a willow, his movements are graceful like flowing water, and every sword change is extremely natural.

　　Han Ming just remembered that when the guard taught him the Huayuan Sword Art before, he felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. It turned out that he had seen Senior Brother Qi dancing.

　　 But although the sword moves are the same, the charm of the two is quite different. Brother Qi's sword has an elegant feeling, and from time to time, Brother Qi has some moves other than 364 moves.

　　 "However, Brother Qi, I practice Huayuan Jianjue only to step into the gate of swordsmanship, and then I will modify the invisible sword." Han Ming said with some embarrassment.

　　 "Invisible sword? Hey, I want to say it was created by me, don't you believe it?" There was a strange look on Senior Brother Qi's face.

　　 Han Ming opened his mouth wide, and he was really surprised that the sickly senior brother Qi in front of him actually created a set of swordsmanship. Isn't it the master of kendo that can create his own swordsmanship?

　　How could Han Ming have the idea of ​​rejection? If Senior Brother Qi really created invisible swordsmanship, then he would definitely be able to teach a kid who only learned swordsmanship. Besides, when the invisible sword is modified in the future, when it comes to the understanding of the invisible sword, I am afraid that no one can compare to the creator of Qi brother!

　　 "Senior Brother Qi shouldn't lie to me!" Han Ming muttered to himself, he was still a little worried.