Chapter 87: Someone I Met By Chance A gorgeous carriage was traveling on the official road, pulled by four spotless white horses without a single stray hair on their bodies. The black carriage is carved with extremely intricate auspicious cloud and ruyi patterns. There was a burly, older man sitting in the front of the carriage, driving it. Inside the carriage, there was a small tea table carved from precious wood, on which were placed tea and snacks. The armchairs on one side of the carriage were covered with soft cushions wrapped in ice silk. The weather in May is already getting hot. A man sat on a cushion, playing with a jade flute in his hand, blowing it a few times from time to time. He had a handsome appearance, with his black hair tied up on his head and his temples deliberately hanging down, making him look unrestrained and carefree. The sound of the flute, carrying his thoughts, floated above the official road. Finally, he waited for the person he was waiting for. A figure, carrying a package and wearing slightly loose clothes, walked on the official road.
He was not tall, not ugly, and even a little handsome. At this moment, he was walking on the official road. He walked very seriously. "Friend!" he said, "It's been a long journey, and you've had a hard time traveling. Why don't you come up and sit with me?" "No!" Shi Feizhe shook his head and said, "Take a walk after dinner and live to be ninety-nine." "?" He felt puzzled. Shouldn't the normal practice in the martial arts world be to come up and rest, then introduce each other's names and get to know each other? "Friend! I have some wine here! How can we live in the martial arts world without wine!" he said again. "Sorry! I don't drink! I'm not used to it!" Shi Feizhe shook his head and refused. Shi Feizhe saw the handsome guy in the carriage showing off. Damn, is this guy sick? How can you talk to someone like that? Could it be that he has taken a fancy to something about him? "??" The people in the carriage fell into doubt about their lives. This trick used to work well in the past! While he was in a daze, Shi Feizhe had already walked ahead. The martial arts master was indeed faster than the carriage, which was why Shi Feizhe disliked him. He wanted to rush back to the hill as soon as possible to see if the old man was still there. It would be too deliberate to force myself to catch up with Shi Feizhe at this time. But it doesn’t matter, he has already memorized Shi Feizhe’s breath. Fate will bring them together again and allow him to find out the secret of "True Source Sword Finger Technique"! This was the first time Zhang Yi and Shi Feizhe met! Shi Feizhe was constantly on the road and therefore missed his destination. This time he wasn't a pig, he did it on purpose. Shi Feizhe found a forest sheltered from the wind, lit a fire, and began to regulate his breathing.
After obtaining the fourth copy of "True Source Sword Finger Technique", his speed of accumulating True Source Qi increased by one third, which is four times the normal speed. This meant that instead of the twenty years he would have needed to master his skills, fifteen years were enough! If "Record of the Divine Shadow of the Nether Spring" and "Twelve-Storied Tower" are added, then the time will be shortened, and it may be achieved in twelve or thirteen years. More than ten years later, he became a master in the realm of true person! At that time, he was only in his thirties and was the protagonist of the underworld! What he saw and heard at Kongtong Mountain made him understand that he had no chance of resisting a master in the realm of a real person. It’s too weak to reach the realm of true person! Time passed little by little, the moon rose higher and higher, and it was already late at night. The moon tonight is a rare full moon, and the moonlight shines on the woods, making the forest not so dark. So, Shi Feizhe could see a man spitting blood and shuttling between the treetops. The man saw Shi Feizhe's fire, but deliberately walked around it. He didn't want to cause trouble to others. But Shi Feizhe recognized him. "Brother Shan, it's you!" "Huh?" The man turned back when he heard Shi Feizhe calling him. "It turns out to be you, Brother Shi!" He recognized Shi Feizhe standing in front of the fire. "Brother Shan, I haven't seen you for several years. I wonder if you have been hacked to death yet?" Shi Feizhe said jokingly as he looked at Shan Wei who was vomiting blood. The person vomiting blood in front of him was Shanwei whom he hadn't seen for several years. Shanwei was carrying a long sword and a package, and wearing bloody clothes. His appearance had become more mature and stable than a few years ago, and his brows were furrowed. Only after seeing Shi Feizhe did his brows relax a little. "What? You want to chop me down too?" Shanwei said with a smile. "That's not the case!" Shi Feizhe also said with a smile: "Looking at this, are you being hunted by someone? What level of cultivation does the person who is killing you have!" "Qi Hai cultivation! But he is very powerful!" Shanwei said. "Brother Shan, a few years ago you were hunted by people in the Qi Hai stage, and a few years later you were still hunted by people in the Qi Hai stage! You haven't made any progress!" Shi Feizhe was relieved when he heard that it was the Qi Hai stage. Don't be fooled by his appearance that he has real cultivation level, but after he has mastered the True Source Sword Qi to a small extent, if a real fight breaks out, no ordinary Qi Sea can defeat him! "I will make a feint attack from the front later, and you can attack from a sneak attack!" Shanwei sat down to meditate and began to regulate his breathing to force out the poison. That's right, he was poisoned again! "How did you get poisoned again! Have you been making friends, getting betrayed, poisoned, and then being hunted down in the past few years?" Shi Feizhe couldn't help but say when he saw Shan Wei forcing poison out of his friends. Shanwei didn't say anything, but just continued to regulate his breathing. Suddenly, Shi Feizhe felt a murderous aura. Along with the solemn and murderous atmosphere was a person wearing red clothes and holding a red umbrella. Along with it comes a poem.
"Hanging the sword, I don't care about the joy. The rivers and lakes are deep. The sacred mountain is not small, and the travelers at the end of the world are empty!" "...Where the hell is this pretentious guy?" Shi Feizhe asked Shanwei speechlessly. Why are all the people I met today pretending to be cool? Shanxu coughed up a mouthful of black blood and said, "His name is Xiaotingkong, and his swordsmanship is very powerful!" As he said that, he stood up, drew out the eight-sided Han sword behind him, and pointed it at Xiao Tingkong cautiously! There is actually someone with the surname Xiao, what a strange surname. Shi Feizhe also drew out his rusty sword, which was as thick as a twist, causing Shanwei's eyes to twitch. Was it a mistake for me to teach him swordsmanship? "The sword is not like that!" Xiao Tingkong said lightly under the red umbrella. His voice was cold, the kind that penetrated into the bone marrow. "What does that look like?" Shi Feizhe asked curiously. "like this!" A red sword light was drawn out from Xiao Tingkong's waist. It turned out to be a sword emitting a faint red light. "…This sword is quite cool!" Shi Feizhe looked at the blood-red sword under the night light and couldn't help but speak. "This is the Blood Shadow Sword. Once you are hit by it, you will bleed for three days! Be careful!" Shanwei looked at the red sword and reminded Shi Feizhe. "Hand over "The Twelve-Storied Tower", and I promise to make you die a quick death!" Xiao Tingkong said in a murderous tone. "Is he also doing this for "Twelve-Storied Tower"? " Shi Feizhe asked Shanwei. Shanwei stared at the empty pavilion and nodded. "No way! No way! No way! No one can teach me "The Twelve-Storied Tower" and I can't learn it, so I blame Shanwei!" Shi Feizhe felt that this plot was very familiar. At this moment, just as at that moment. No way! No way!
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