Chapter 30 Chapter Twenty-Nine

Wu Xiaoqiu said: "Since you already know, why bother to mention her name." The white robe said: "A certain family also knows that calling the female snail's name by outsiders is one of the taboos in the water park green house, but a certain family has completely separated from the green house 20 years ago, so naturally they have nothing to fear." Wu Xiaoqiu sneered and said: "I'm afraid you didn't mean what you said?" The man in white robe said angrily: "Wu Xiaoqiu! I heard that you have made great progress in your art over the past few years, and that old fox like Zhen Dingyuan has always regarded himself as the number one person in the world. A certain family can tell you that it's a little too early for such an idea!" Wu Xiaoqiu said: "Let's see!"

The white robe said: "A certain family reappeared this time, and you didn't look for your bad luck, did you find me first instead?" Wu Xiaoqiu sneered and didn't answer, the man in white robe replied: "Dare you, I'm afraid I'll settle accounts with you one by one, so it's better to strike first, hehe, this time it's not so easy for your scheme to succeed." Wu Xiaoqiu said with a dark smile: "But you think you have the ability to defeat us. Why haven't you come to us these past few years? Could it be that you are also secretly planning something?"

The man in white robe murmured: "Sooner or later, a certain family will go to you, but they must first investigate that big case to the bottom, otherwise the secret will never be revealed?" Wu Xiaoqiu said: "What case are you talking about? What secret?" The white-robed man looked up to the sky and laughed long, with uncontrollable excitement faintly revealed in his laughter: "Now that things are going on, why are you pretending to be stupid? A certain family..." Suddenly there was the sound of "Xi Xing Xing" horse hissing outside the mountain gate, and the sound of hooves came to a close and stopped.

Gu Qianwu quietly moved closer to Zhao Ziyuan's side, and said in a low voice: "If Wu Xiaoqiu mentioned that the 'Nvsnail' in the green house in the water park has arrived, the white-robed man is one against two. You and I have to help him when necessary." Zhao Ziyuan didn't comment, just nodded slightly. Shen Tanqing stepped forward with small steps, looked at Gu Qianwu with her eyes cut water, and said in a whisper: "Brother, I... I feel guilty..." Gu Qianwu tightly held her slender fingers and said: "With me here, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Seeing the two of them kissing, Zhao Ziyuan had a strange feeling in his heart, and thought to himself: "Brother Gu and Miss Shen are old acquaintances. It seems that they are still a couple. It is doubtful that Miss Shen is the daughter of the owner of Baishi Villa. Why did it fall into the hands of Wu Xiaoqiu in Liuxiangyuan? Just now she was ordered They threw themselves into my arms in the cellar, luckily Brother Gu didn't see him, otherwise I don't know how to explain it to my friends..." Thinking of this, he seemed to have seen a shadow cast between the couple, and couldn't help feeling sad in his heart.Only listening to Wu Xiaoqiu's gloomy voice said:

"She came for the appointment, today the old man told you to die without complaint!" He strode forward and opened the mountain gate with his palm. Everyone stared at it subconsciously. A ghost-like gray carriage drove to the front of the ancestral hall and stopped! Zhao Ziyuan's heart tightened. He had seen this gray carriage many times before, and it was exactly the same as the one sat by the saint of Xiangchuan. If Gu Qianwu hadn't disclosed in advance that the person who came was Nvjuan from the water park green house, he would have seen it many times. It is also impossible to tell who owns the caravan.

There was a person sitting above the front of the car with a gloomy expression. It was the coachman Ma Ji who had tortured Zhao Ziyuan to death several times.Wu Xiaoqiu said loudly: "Is Guishang in the carriage? She's late..." The driver Ma Ji stopped and said: "My Majesty couldn't come because I had something to do, so I specially ordered me to drive here to let you know—" For some reason, when Zhao Ziyuan heard this, his heart suddenly relaxed, as if a boulder had fallen, and he didn't know the reason why he felt this way. Wu Xiaoqiu was dumbfounded, and said:

"Then you can't come here tonight?" The coachman Ma Ji said: "Exactly." The man in white robe beside him said coldly to himself: "It's a pity, it's a pity, a certain family missed the opportunity to meet the female snail again." Wu Xiaoqiu glared at him bitterly, and said to Ma Ji: "Did Your Majesty ever tell you why you couldn't come to the appointment?" Ma Ji said: "No." Wu Xiaoqiu suddenly lowered his voice and said: "You drove the carriage just to bring this message to the old man, but if you just wanted to carry the message, why did you have to drive an empty carriage back and forth? Isn't riding a horse much faster than driving a cart?"

Ma Ji said coldly: "Master Wu, don't forget that I am a coachman, I am happy to drive the caravan, and no one can control me!" Wu Xiaoqiu said: "Having said that, the old man still wants to open the car curtain to see what happened—" He walked to the front of the car and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain. Ma Ji said sharply: "If Master Wu acted rashly, he would be too regretful." Wu Xiaoqiu's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, no one could guess what he was thinking from his young look?Finally, he resisted not opening the car curtain, and slowly withdrew his hand.

At this moment, Zhao Ziyuan suddenly noticed that there were two cold lightnings in the two small round holes in the tarpaulin in front of the platform—— With a thought, he thought: "The two flashing cold lights in the carriage must be the eyes of a pair of women, which shows that there is indeed someone sitting in the caravan. I just don't know if that person is 'Nu Wa'? If it is 'Nu Wa', She has made an appointment with Wu Xiaoqiu, why didn't she show up after coming here?..." There are many doubts in my heart, but none of them have been answered, and my heart can't help but feel heavier.

Ma Jidao, "If there is nothing else, the little one will drive back." Raising the whip, the horse neighed, hooves kicked up, and the caravan galloped away... After the caravan was far away, the white-robed man sneered and said: "Wu Xiaoqiu, you have been deceived. According to a certain family, the 'Nvwa' is clearly in the caravan, but she deliberately hides and leaves you here alone to fight against the old man. I don't know what her intentions are?" Wu Xiaoqiu's eyes changed again, but he said: "Don't provoke me, what kind of person is this old man, how can I easily fall into your way." The man in white robe said with a smile: "Very good, let's stop gossiping, a certain family is about to release a sword—" He reached out and pressed the hilt of the sword, and he was about to draw the sword out, Wu Xiaoqiu said: "Please stay with me, old man." Following the sound, he twisted his waist and arrived at the entrance of the mountain gate. At this moment, the man in white robe withdrew his long sword like lightning, and everyone heard the faint sound of wind and thunder. At the same time, a burst of murderous aura was forced out from the sword, and he immediately felt his mind shaken and his breathing blocked. Wu Xiaoqiu was the first to bear the brunt, and the threat he felt was naturally stronger than the others. "Shua" rushed out of the edge of the sword energy and fell six feet away. All the people present turned pale with astonishment, they only felt that Wu Xiaoqiu is really a rare master in the world, the secret of this breakout technique is simply inconceivable. The strange thing is that after the white-robed man sent out a sword, the second sword did not follow.Wu Xiaoqiu walked out of the mountain gate loudly, Gu Qianwu shouted loudly: "Master Wu, take a step slowly." Shaking his body and sweeping forward, Zhao Ziyuan couldn't help being stunned when he saw that eager and desperate gesture. Wu Xiaoqiu didn't say a word, and slashed out a palm to meet Gu Qianwu who was rushing up. He wanted to remind Gu Qianwu to pay attention, but his heart was too nervous to make a sound. Shen Shanqing's scream came on almost at the same time: "Gu Lang be careful! That's a cold post!" Wu Xiaoqiu waved his right palm, and there was a thunderbolt-like sound, the power and power were as fierce as a cold post destroying a tree, and there was a rustling sound—— Gu Qianwu heard Shen Tanqing's warning at first, and immediately pulled back. If he saw the opportunity early, he was also swept seven feet away by the palm wind and fell to the ground. Wu Xiaoqiu took two steps back, just stepped out of the mountain gate, and then turned around like a lightning bolt, and walked forward into the vast night. The man in white robe didn't make a move after striking out his sword, he watched Wu Xiaoqiu leave with cold eyes. But when Shen Tanqing cried out, he ran to Gu Qianwu and said: "Gu Lang, are you alright?" She bent down to inspect Gu Qianwu's injuries carefully, her anxiety and concern were beyond words. Zhao Ziyuan sighed secretly: "This Miss Shen has a deep affection for Brother Gu, but she is a confidante who has no fate. Being banned and used by Wu Xiaoqiu, she is almost the same as a girl in a party. It would be embarrassing if the two of them could not get together because of this." The white-robed man said coldly: "The young man is reckless, and he should be taught this lesson, but the girl can rest assured that he will not die." As he spoke, he took out a black pill from the bag and stuffed it into Gu Qianwu's mouth. After a while, Gu Qianwu's complexion gradually turned rosy, and he stood up tremblingly. Shen Huanqing stretched out her slender hands to support his body, and said: "Thank God, Gu Lang, you are safe and sound..." Gu Qianwu calmed down for a while and said: "I'm fine, but you, Miss Shen—you've become much haggard." With a slight sigh, he continued: "In the past, you disappeared from Baishi Villa for no reason. I traveled all over the country and couldn't find it. I heard your father mentioned that on the day you disappeared, Zhen Dingyuan and Wu Xiaoqiu passed by the villa together. At the beginning, I guessed that you were abducted by Zhen Dingyuan and imprisoned in Taizhao Fort. , so I entered Taizhao Castle as an undercover agent, but I have never found any trace of you in the castle, and recently escaped from the castle, never dreaming that you would fall into Wu Xiaoqiu's hands—" Zhao Ziyuan suddenly realized something, and thought to himself: "Brother Gu joined Taizhao Castle and was hired as the captain of the Silver Clothes Team. He originally wanted to pursue Miss Shen. His intentions were also good, but I don't know if there are other reasons besides this? The man in white robe interjected: "Several years ago, Wu Xiaoqiu founded Liuxiangyuan, intending to operate it as the world's most beautiful cave, and to enslave the world's masters. At that time, he went out to visit the peerless beauties to preside over the four chambers. He will find Miss Shen, you—" Zhao Ziyuan's heart was shocked again. He secretly thought that the beauties living in the four chambers of Liuxiangyuan were all famous ladies captured by Wu Xiaoqiu from various places. The one in the west chamber was confirmed to be Shen Huanqing from Baishi Villa. .As well as the other beauties of the second concubine, who is the daughter of that family again? It is conceivable that after Wu Xiaoqiu robbed these four stunning women to the Liuxiangyuan, he must threaten them with various means and at the same time impress their hearts with gold, silver and jewels, forcing them to give alms to the visiting masters of the world. The story of "measuring pearls and hiring beauty" is a proof. Gu Qian Martial Arts: "Miss Shen, have you been living in the west wing of Liuxiangyuan these past few years? Then you..." Shen Huanqing interrupted tremblingly: "Gu Lang, promise me not to pursue this matter any more?" Gu Qianwu's face suddenly became quite ugly, and he bowed his head in silence. Seeing the development of the matter, Zhao Ziyuan was unfortunately expected by himself, and felt very sad in his heart, but he couldn't persuade him. This matter was related to the subtle emotions between men and women, and he could do nothing to help. Shen Tanqing's face changed drastically, and she said: "Brother is not willing to forgive me. Once the sea was too difficult for water, I... I don't blame you..." After talking about it, crystal tears rolled down her eyes, and those eyes really broke my heart. She let the tears flow down her cheeks, gritted her teeth and said: "I'm leaving, Gu Lang, take care of yourself." Don't give a hand, Gu Qianwu seemed to be unaware, but kept silent with a sullen face. When Shen Tanqing approached the mountain gate, the man in the robe suddenly rushed up, and said to Gu Qianwu: "Kid, if you stay silent again, the old man will split you in two with one sword!" His voice was stern, and he seemed to force Gu Qianwu to answer immediately. Seeing this, Zhao Ziyuan thought to himself, although this white-robed man behaved strangely, he still had a strong sense of humanity, and he felt a lot of affection for him. Gu Qianwu smiled sadly and said: "Kill me! If I can be freed by one death, it will be over once and for all." Shen Huanqing heard the words, turned around and slapped the white-robed man, and said in a low voice: "Senior is very kind, but it's Gu Lang's fault for this matter. You must not do him any harm..." Although her heart was sad and her heart was broken, her tone was still affectionate. For a moment, Gu Qianwu felt ashamed and ashamed, and blurted out: "Miss Shen, you—are you willing to go with me?" Shen Huanqing laughed through tears and said: "Of course, brother, why do you need to ask more questions?" There was infinite tenderness in the wave of eyes, and when Gu Qianwu and the other party's eyes met, a sense of guilt and guilt suddenly appeared. He thought excitedly: "My prejudice is so deep, it's too selfish, and I know that I can't let go of this feeling, why can't I put myself in her place and think about it, the pain I feel right now is unbearable for her past experiences, if you can see You have to open up, why is there any pain at all?" I think so, but I still feel uncertain whether I can do this in the future, a chaotic heart, always unable to settle down.After a long time, he sang slightly: "Let's go, I'll take you back to Baishi Villa." So he bid farewell to Zhao Ziyuan, bowed to the man in white to express his thanks, turned around and left the Ci hall with Shen Huanqing slowly... Zhao Ziyuan watched the two leave with a lot of emotion in his heart. He secretly thought that the two of them could have become a happy couple, but it was a trick of good fortune. Here, I just feel that the feeling is getting worse, and it is almost impossible to dispel it. The tone of the man in white robe interrupted his contemplation: "Boy, what are you thinking about alone? Now the old man is starting to teach you swordsmanship—" Zhao Ziyuan woke up like a dream and said: "right here?" The man in white robe nodded instead of answering, Zhao Ziyuan said in surprise: "This cave is no longer a secret place. Didn't your honor consider that Wu Xiaoqiu, or even the woman called 'Nu Wa' in the green house in the water park, would go and come back?" The white robe said: "Don't nag Is it? The old man cares about himself—” Untied the saber from his waist, handed it to Zhao Ziyuan, and said: "Just rehearse the sword technique taught by the master, and the old man will decide the way to teach the sword." Zhao Ziyuan took the long sword, shook his hand and pulled out the sword body, but seeing the light glowing and the glow flying, and the cold light flying across the sky, he couldn't help but praise "good sword"! But when he drew the sword, there was absolutely no murderous aura emanating from the sword, it could be said that it had no power at all, compared with the aura of the white-robed man when he drew the sword, it was incomparable. Once he realized this, he felt disheartened feeling. The man in white robe urged: "Open the door quickly—" Zhao Ziyuan took a long breath, stepped on the Nine Officials, held the sword and shook it against the wind, the blade was in the center and slowly passed out, with a graceful and unrestrained posture. The man in white robe nodded and said: "The Twelve Sword Styles of Xuezhai? So you are the heir of Meng Jianshi of Yangwu Baixuezhai." When Zhao Ziyuan saw the other party opened his mouth, he revealed his master's heritage. It seems that this kind of profound knowledge is already worthy of being a master of a generation. Because of this, he has more doubts about the identity of the white-robed man. He didn't think too much and got distracted, the long sword gesticulated and stabbed upwards from the left corner, he could only see the sword stars in the sky, like clearing the clouds and mist to see the night sky, it was hazy. This move is exactly the second move of "Twelve Swords of Xuezhai", "Winter Snow Falls". When the sword body was beating, the white-robed man suddenly swept forward, with his palms left and right, and attacked directly. Zhao Ziyuan was not afraid of him. There will be a sudden attack, and in a hurry, you can't help but be in a hurry. The man in white robe drove Zhiren with both palms, and immediately deciphered Zhao Ziyuan's move of "the first snowfall in winter". The snow and mist are desolate." The man in white robe nodded slightly, and blurted out: "Teachable, teachable." With both palms retracted, both left and right sides fly together, internal force is forced out from between the elbows, Zhao Ziyuan only felt that the sword sank, You Ruo picked up a heavy hand. With a loud shout, he stepped back five steps in a row, before he could change his move again, he raised his sword and sealed it, but he couldn't completely dissipate the opponent's internal energy. As a result, Zhao Ziyuan's situation was in great danger, his sword styles became more and more chaotic, and he could no longer use "Xue Zhai Twelve Sword Styles". The white-robed man's arm sank, like a sharp blade slashed down, Zhao Ziyuan tried his best to seal the frame with his sword, but unexpectedly the opponent's palm move changed, and with a sound of "chuck", two fingers in the middle of the food had already rested on the body of Zhao Ziyuan's sword—— Zhao Ziyuan raised the sword vigorously with one hand, but the wind did not move, he sighed inwardly, "That's all", at this moment, he suddenly heard the man in white robe say in a deep voice, "If you want to see the hall of the way of swordsmanship, you must first cultivate your vitality. Guard your inner energy, when using the sword, if you cannot maintain your energy, the spiritual platform will become chaotic, and failure will appear first, how can you use first-class swordsmanship?" Although it was just a few words, it was passed to Zhao Ziyuan's ears, but it was like a slap in the face. Under the vigilance in his heart, the Lingtai immediately became much more awake. He grabbed the sword and attacked again, the sword's momentum suddenly became swifter, it was the first move of "Xuezhai Twelve Sword Styles", "Winter Snow Falls", this move was repeated, far more calm and calm than Shicai, with a cold and fierce aura on the sword , and became more and more powerful, the white-robed man shook his palms, dispelling Zhao Ziyuan's gesture. At this moment, Zhao Ziyuan was completely engrossed in the way of swordsmanship, and the white-robed man suddenly withdrew his hands back, Zhao Ziyuan suddenly felt that the pressure in front of him was gone, and he suddenly felt unsustainable. With blood surging in his chest, he shouted loudly: "Why stop fighting?" There were two sounds of "swipe" and "swipe", and the two swords stabbed quickly in the void. The sword star flew like a snake in the darkness. After the two swords passed, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, jumping up and down. There was a solemn look in the eyes of the white-robed man, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhao Ziyuan listened: The first sword of 'Fufeng Three Styles' is 'Xiajin Fenghan' - the sword body is in the middle, pinched to the side, contains his eyes, condenses his ear rhyme, evens his breath, locks his mind, and moves the sword body Turn the five elements, support the circle upwards, and then slowly descend, just like the wind blowing down the river, Meng Dong blows the wind and cold..." After saying that, he turned around and walked to the inner side of the mountain gate, closed his eyes and sat down, no longer answering Zhao Ziyuan.Zhao Ziyuan immediately turned his mind to the master, and performed silently several times with his sword in hand. Zhao Ziyuan practiced the "Xiajin Wind and Cold" sword style alone for five days. For five days, he only ate some dry food to wrap his stomach. When he was thirsty, he went to the back of the shrine to fetch water to drink. Drink it with a ladle, but don't think it's bitter. The white-robed man always stayed by his side, giving advice at any time, sometimes Jing Zhen didn't say a word, just watched Zhao Ziyuan's sword practice silently. After five days, he taught Zhao Ziyuan the second sword style of Fufeng. He spoke the sword formulas in oral language, and Zhao Ziyuan memorized them one by one. The "Fufeng Sword Style" was extremely complicated. Although he practiced it with great concentration, his progress was still very slow. One day, after Zhao Ziyuan practiced his sword, he was going to the backyard to drink water when he heard the sound of scaled cars and horses neighing in front of the ancestral hall. His heart sank and he hurried back to the ancestral hall. He drove, and a gray-covered carriage stopped at the same time, and the white-robed man had disappeared. An intermittent voice came faintly from outside the hall: "...Did you expect that I would definitely come to you again?..." The voice of the man in white robe said: "Nuwa, if you think that a certain family can't even guess this matter, then you are underestimating me..." Another weary female accent said: "If you pass on your skills to that kid named Zhao, you will be too regretful if you will cause disaster to yourself in the future!" The white-robed man said coldly: "You don't need to worry about this." The "Nvwa" said: "Do you know who that kid named Zhao is?" The voice of the man in white robe said: "A certain family has still not been able to confirm his life experience. Could it be that you know better than me?" "Nuwa" said: "You are a fan of the authorities. I may know more about him than you." The white robe said: "A certain family's decision has never been changed. You don't need to waste your time talking. If you conspire against that young man, hehe, a certain family will never let you go!" "Nuwa" said: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, let me ask you, do you still hold a grudge against me day and night in the past twenty years?" The white-robed man didn't answer, but just sneered, and the hatred hidden in his chest faintly revealed in the laughter, Zhao Ziyuan listened attentively, and was stunned for a while. "Nu Wa" said in a low voice: "Would you believe Si Yan if I said that the case twenty years ago was entirely the intention of the master and Wansan, and had nothing to do with me?" The man in white robe burst out laughing and said: "What a joke! How could a certain family easily believe what a woman says, and it's a woman who is as poisonous as a snake, you are so clean!" "Nuwa" sang slightly: "But there is absolutely no room for turning around in this matter. You have decided to make me your enemy?" The man in self-cloaking said: "We have been sworn enemies for a long time. For twenty years, a certain family has been dealing with the conspiracy of the Green House in the Water Pond all the time, and they were forced to hide under false names, but they still cannot escape your pursuit..." "Nuwa" said: "If I wanted to be hostile to you, I would have joined forces with Wu Xiaoqiu to deal with you seven days ago, so why hide in the car?" The white robe said: "Just because you don't have the certainty of killing me, so you don't want to show up rashly, do you think a certain family doesn't know your intentions?" When Zhao Ziyuan heard this, a person came in from the back door of the ancestral hall without a sound. The person ran behind Zhao Ziyuan like a gust of wind, slowly raised his right hand, and walked straight towards Zhao Ziyuan to carry the palace seal. The castration of the arm was very slow, there was no sound of strong wind at all, Zhao Ziyuan listened wholeheartedly to the conversation between the man in white robe and Nuwa, he seemed oblivious to the imminent catastrophe. Suddenly, the white-robed man suddenly heard a loud voice: "Nuwa! Where did your driver go?" Zhao Ziyuan suddenly became alert, but he felt a chill coming from his back, a kind of natural instinct forced him to wake up suddenly, waved the long sword casually, and slashed back. This time, one was caught by surprise, the other responded hastily, only to hear a "da", and a stream of blood fell to the ground with half of his ear between - Zhao Ziyuan shouted: "Ma Ji, you are still playing with this set of tactics." Seeing that Ma Ji's right ear has been sliced ​​off by the point of the sword, he held his bloody right cheek with one hand, the blood still oozed from the gap between his five fingers. Ma Ji turned pale in shock and lost his voice; "'Xiajin Fenghan'! You—you have mastered the Fufeng Sword Style?..." Just now Zhao Ziyuan was at the crossroads of his life, and subconsciously used the sword technique he had learned a few days ago. Ma Ji took advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack. Today, I will look at you with admiration." A young man who was considered useless by him in the past has actually practiced such a level of swordsmanship, and his heart is astonished. Even Zhao Ziyuan was taken aback after he succeeded with the sword. Although he knew that the "Fufeng Sword Style" must be extremely profound, he never expected it to be so powerful and domineering.Therefore, after cutting off the opponent's ear with one sword, he forgot to send the second sword for a while. The voice of the man in white robe outside the ancestral hall said: "Nuwa, you have been talking about a certain family, but secretly ordered the coachman Ma Ji to sneak into the ancestral hall and attack the young man surnamed Zhao, trying to destroy him in one fell swoop, but things in the world often go against your wishes. Maybe your charioteer People can't steal chickens, but they will lose a lot of rice." As soon as the words fell, the figure had already flashed into the ancestral hall, falcon-like eyes swept around, the eyes were extremely cold, and he walked towards Ma Ji. Ma Ji showed a look of astonishment, and hurriedly exited the mountain gate, the white-robed man did not stop him, he stayed for a while, but when he heard the sound of "dede" hooves, the wagon had already gone far. The white-robed man glanced over the blood-stained ground and half of his ear, and said coldly: "Based on that Ma Ji's skill, the sword 'Xiajin Fenghan' is 70% of the fire, and it will surely split the enemy in two with one sword. You can only cut off one of his ears. After seven days of hard training, the sword The strength of the upper body is only as far as it can go, and the old man is so disappointed—" Zhao Ziyuan seemed to have been splashed with cold water, and the excitement of his first taste of victory had already vanished, and he said in a dejected manner: "Does your lord think that I am not a material that can be made?" white robe humanity, "At least this is what this old man thinks at the moment. If you don't live up to yourself and don't use your brains, how can you appreciate the essence of this sword technique!" Zhao Ziyuan felt disheartened and said: "There are still eight days to go, if you can't achieve your expectations, then forget it." The white-robed man snorted coldly: "It's too late! After three days, the old man has to take you to meet that person—" Zhao Ziyuan was shocked and said: "Didn't your Excellency say that it takes half a month to practice swords? It's only been seven days. Could it be that another accident happened, forcing me to fight that person earlier?" The white robe said: "That's right, there is not much time left, so I will teach you the third sword style of Fufeng—" Immediately after reciting the formula, Zhao Ziyuan heard it first, and found that the third sword move was more powerful than the other two moves. There was no time to talk, several days passed by in a hurry, on the ninth day, Zhao Ziyuan was washing his body in the backyard, the man in white robe suddenly left without saying goodbye, and left for a whole day. In the evening of the next day, the white-robed man reappeared in the ancestral hall. Although he was dusty, he was very energetic, and his mood seemed a little nervous. Zhao Ziyuan blurted out and asked: "Where has your Excellency been all day?" The white robe said: "The old man has found out where the man is staying. You and I are going to go right away." Zhao Ziyuan said: "Now your Excellency can tell who that person is." "White Robe Humanity" "Once you see her, you will know it naturally." Zhao Ziyuan followed the white-robed man out of the ancestral hall with a heart full of apprehension. At this time, it was already dark and the night was covering all directions. The two performed light kung fu and galloped across the wilderness. Zhao Ziyuan looked up at the constellations in the sky and realized that they were walking in the west After walking for about sixteen or eight miles, the white-robed man stopped. He looked around for a look at the terrain, and then led Zhao Ziyuan across a mountain forest, where there was a faint light shining through the gaps in the forest leaves. The white-robed man turned his head to Zhao Ziyuan and said: "We are about to arrive. When you go out to fight later, you have to use the three Fufeng swords that you have learned in the past ten days to do it with all your strength, so that the old man can see the clues. Can you save it?" Zhao Ziyuan nodded and said: "Your Excellency wants me to fight that man alone: ​​but aren't you going to show up with me?" The white robe said: "The old man will hide here, and you can go forward and call the battle." Zhao Ziyuan was at a loss, he didn't know what the intention of the white-robed man was, but the matter had developed to this point, he was not allowed to change his mind and retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and step forward. After getting out of the mountain forest, he looked everywhere, and saw a triangular tent sitting on an open field not far in front of him, with lamps and candles hanging high at the entrance of the tent, emitting a soft light. Zhao Ziyuan's heart trembled, and he blurted out: "Isn't this the floating tent set up by the Kagawa saint's resting place?"