Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Nangong Chunshui looked around the courtyard and announced with a smile.

"It seems that everyone knows my identity as Li Changsheng."

"But after today, there is only Nangong Chunshui in the world. Even after half a century, it is still Nangong Chunshui."

"Baili Dongjun is the last disciple accepted by [Li Changsheng]. I will accept him as my eldest disciple as [Nangong Chunshui]. "

Nangong Chunshui paused and looked at Sikong Changfeng with a smile.

Sikong Changfeng, who discovered this scene, looked tense and his breathing became slightly rapid.

"Sikong Changfeng, are you willing to be my third disciple?"

Sikong Changfeng was shocked and his eyes flashed. He had dreamed of this opportunity and even fought for it in the school exam.

But when it really happened, Sikong Changfeng calmed down instead.

He couldn't help but look at Xin Baicao inquiringly.

Xin Baicao stood with his hands behind his back, smiling elegantly, feeling relieved.

"Go ahead. Don't you always think that I can only teach you medical skills, not spear skills?"

"The world-famous...Mr. Nangong, now you are in the realm of divine wandering, just teaching you a few moves will be enough for you to learn for a long time."

Sikong Changfeng's body shook slightly, and then his face showed joy.

However, Nangong Chunshui was a little dissatisfied and muttered beside him.

"What do you mean just teach a few moves? Although my spear skills are not the best in the world, the spear skills I know are not ordinary."

Baili Dongjun gently pulled his master's sleeve. This was not the time to be arrogant.

Nangong Chunshui glanced at Baili Dongjun. Why can't I tell the truth!

But in the end, he was helpless.

Sikong Changfeng bowed deeply to Xin Baicao, and then respectfully paid homage to Nangong Chunshui.

Nangong Chunshui smiled and nodded.

"Since there is nothing to do, let's go west!"

"I have been waiting for a long time, and I am a little impatient..."

Nangong Chunshui was in high spirits, and he couldn't help getting excited when he thought about meeting that woman.

"I am leaving!" Old Master Tang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with narrowed eyes.

Nangong Chunshui glanced at him playfully, "If I don't leave, will I wait here for dinner from your Tang Sect?"

"That's not necessary."

Old Master Tang chuckled and spoke indifferently.

Sikong Changfeng saw that he was about to leave, and immediately said to Xin Baicao.

"Master Yaowang, there is a copy of the Poison Sutra in my package, please give it to Senior Wen for me."

Sikong Changfeng nodded to Wen Hujiu.

Bai Li Dongjun on the side also remembered this and smiled.

"Uncle, that's the poison scripture that Jun Lintian got. It looks very good. It should be useful for the poison research of the Wen family."

Hearing his nephew say this, Wen Hujiu, who didn't take it seriously, became more serious.

After all, although Baili Dongjun had never learned poison techniques, she had some judgment under the influence of her mother Wen Luoyu.

After seeing them finish their explanation, Nangong Chunshui grabbed the two of them, flew into the air and flew towards the outside of the Tang Sect.

Jun Lintian nodded and smiled, "Goodbye, everyone, see you in the rivers and lakes!"

After the words fell.

The sword light soared into the sky, Jun Lintian stepped on the Seven Star Dragon Abyss, and left unrestrainedly.

"The future belongs to the young."

Wen Hujiu suddenly had such an idea. Although he was a master on the top list and was in his prime, he inexplicably had this feeling.

But it was only for a moment.

Wen Hujiu raised his head again. He was the heir of the Wen family, who was feared by the world.

At the moment, the real protagonists of the Jianghu stage are still them.

Perhaps in another ten years, the active protagonists on the stage should be replaced by a group of people.

Wen Hujiu smiled slightly, and his mood was even more satisfactory.

"Old friend, take out the things. We have watched the excitement and it is time for us to leave."

Xin Baicao spoke slowly and expressionlessly.

"Is this the attitude of asking for something?"

Wen Hujiu hugged this old friend and said with a smile: "That is something your apprentice gave me. You, as a master, cannot dispose of it casually."

"Come on, I will treat you to a couple of drinks after you get the things."

So, the two old friends who loved and hated each other left together.

Outside the Tang Gate.

Nangong Chunshui stood in the air and looked at Jun Lintian flying on the sword.

"Boy, tell us the sword-controlling mantra, let's go on a sword-controlling trip together."

When Baili Dongjun heard this, his eyes lit up immediately.

Baili Dongjun had been envious of such a cool way of traveling for a long time.

Jun Lintian smiled and recited a mantra, and Nangong Chunshui naturally learned it in one go, and looked at Jun Lintian meaningfully, with a threatening look.

"Jun boy, you went out to travel this time, and changed to a powerfulSwords, are there any more hidden?"

Jun Lintian's expression froze, and his eyes widened.

This old guy is really good at taking advantage of others.

Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng actually discovered that the two Zhulong and Huofeng on Jun Lintian were missing.

It was just that the matter was urgent before, so they had no time to ask.

Seeing this, Jun Lintian had to tell a half-truthful story.

"That Mingjian Villa really made a lot of money. No, we have to ask them for some compensation next time."

Baili Dongjun immediately spoke up, secretly cursing Mingjian Villa for its bad luck.

Is there a sword better than the Fairy Palace in this world?

You don't even need to think about it, you know how powerful the transformed Zhulong and Huofeng are.

"If you give birth to a sword spirit, it can be regarded as a true supreme sword, even the immortals in the sky will be jealous. "

Nangong Chunshui was also a little emotional. He didn't expect Jun Lintian to have this ability.

However, Nangong Chunshui didn't care much. He had seen too many rare treasures.

"Okay, take out your extra swords. You are so stingy. You don't want yours. I just want to borrow them temporarily."

Jun Lintian smiled bitterly and took out the Emperor's Sword [Chixiao] and the Sword of Righteousness [Taia] in a "sleeve-like" way.

Nangong Chunshui grabbed the [Chixiao] sword and praised it.

"Such a domineering divine sword is worthy of me! "

As he spoke, Nangong Chunshui threw the sword into the air, cast a spell, and in a flash, he came to the sword and flew through the air with the air of a fairy.

Nangong Chunshui proudly showed off a few difficult circles around him, and looked at Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng.

"As my apprentice, you are just learning a spell to control the sword, and you are not ready yet!"

Nangong Chunshui urged, with a mocking look on his face.

This made Baili Dongjun shout, and pointed at Bu Ranchen on his waist.

"Get up! "

clang~

Bu Ran Chen flew out, flexibly leaping and circling in the air.

Baili Dongjun glared back with pride, snorted arrogantly, and his figure landed on his own Bu Ran Chen.

The spear on Sikong Changfeng's back trembled slightly, but he wanted to try to fly with the spear.

But there are some differences between flying a sword and flying a spear, although all methods are connected.

After trying for a long time, he failed.

Nangong Chunshui was already impatient to go to Xueyue, so he interrupted.

"Okay, I'll try it slowly when I have time. It's important to hurry."

Sikong Changfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, gave up trying again, and pointed out with one finger.

The [Tai'a] in Jun Lintian's hand flew out with a whoosh.

"Haha~ Riding the wind and flying the sword between heaven and earth, I am the most free in the world! "

Nangong Chunshui laughed loudly, and with a long whistle, the sword light flew into the sky, like a meteor.

Jun Lintian, Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with pride. They laughed loudly and followed.

Four sword lights streaked across the sky, chasing each other, like immortals traveling.

Since then, a legend that has been passed down for hundreds of years has been left in Jincheng.