"Hey, senior brother, senior brother, don't leave, don't leave! Let's talk to me about the way to combine hardness and softness." The young man in silver robe followed closely behind Song Laosheng.

Song Laosheng glanced at the silver-robed young general. If he hadn't had a unique skill, he was afraid that this kid might not be able to respect him. Song Laosheng knew the virtues of the big family best.

Even though the two are brothers of the same school and have a good relationship, their junior brother reveals arrogance in their bones.

"I took the military law for me." Song Laosheng looked at the silver-robed young general.

"Okay" the young general of silver robe continued walking forward without saying a word, and Song Laosheng stayed in place.

Soon, I heard a howl like a pig slaughtering sound from afar.

Song Laosheng shook his head: "Why do you have to! If you understand both hardness and softness, you will understand it. If you don't understand it, you will not understand it. It is useless to teach you."

The next day, Zhang Bairen got up early. When she remembered that Mr. Song said he would give him good things, she suddenly felt excited. After having breakfast early, she carried the cage to the mountain.

Song Laosheng and the silver-robed young general had been waiting there early. At this time, the two of them were practicing sword skills at once. From a distance, Zhang Bairen seemed to smell the smell of blood.

"Good morning!" Zhang Bairen walked up the mountain slowly and tightened his cloak: "You are practicing martial arts here, but I scared my prey away."

The silver-robed young man stopped and looked at Zhang Bairen who was sick and seemed to be blowing down by a gust of wind. He said in surprise: "Senior brother, don't lie to me, this sick man is the master you mentioned?"

It's no wonder that the young man in silver robe couldn't believe it. Zhang Bairen's face was pale, with an overly colored and maldeveloped look. Anyone who saw it would feel incredible.

"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense. The little gentleman is a master of Taoism." Song Laosheng hurriedly came to Zhang Bairen and gave a gift: "My junior brother is like this. This is my junior brother Yuwen Chengdu, and Yuwen Cheng Zhang Bairen looked around and looked at the man who ruined the last aura of the Sui Dynasty in the future. He looked very heroic and extraordinary, and looked like a disciple.

Seeing Yuwen Chengdu's expression, Zhang Bairen thought of the aristocratic concept of this world and muttered softly in his heart: "aristocratic family!"

"Senior brother, this little mud leg is the master you mentioned? But I don't believe it! Let's ask me to try his depth." Yuwen Cheng was about to take action, but Song Laosheng on the side quickly stopped Yuwen Chengdu, but Yuwen Cheng pushed away with a palm, and a punch brought the strong wind, which stormed the wind and smashed towards Zhang Bairen.

"Sound speed!" Zhang Bairen's pupils shrank suddenly, and his mind trembled in an instant. Then a finger subconsciously pointed it out, and his whole spirit was restrained. At this time, his spirit was highly concentrated, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Yuwen CD was merciless, or this person didn't know what kind of mercy was. If he didn't have real skills, he was afraid that he would be killed by a punch today. Even if he couldn't kill him, the storm that hit him would traumatize him.

At this time, Zhang Bairen didn't care about thinking about anything else. The Zhuxian Sword Technique was activated. A trace of sword energy carried the sword intent and instantly poured into Zhang Bairen's fingers. Then, when it was ineffective, it was tapped on Yuwen Chengdu's wrist.

"Bang"

Zhang Bairen's ears roared, and his internal organs were shaking, as if he was about to vomit them out.

"don't want"

Song Laosheng's words came at this time and suddenly blocked Zhang Bairen.

Yuwen CD's wrists were hanging down, and he didn't move. His eyes stared at Zhang Bairen: "What a powerful magical power, what a pure sword intent!"

At the critical moment, a trace of Zhang Bairen's sword energy penetrated through his skin and penetrated into Yuwen CD's body, causing Yuwen CD to stop.

"Junior brother, why are you still so reckless? If you hurt the young gentleman, it depends on how you explain to the master." Song Laosheng used Yu Juluo to suppress the young man in silver robe.

"Where! Where! I'm just joking with Xiao Zhenren!" Yuwen CD smiled.

Zhang Bairen glanced at Yuwen CD, sneered in his heart, and was hit by his own Zhuxian sword energy. Yuwen CD would not feel good. Although this Zhuxian sword energy was weak, it was indelible and extremely pure. It kept devouring the vitality of Yuwen CD's body to strengthen himself, and eventually attacked the heart veins, causing Yuwen CD to die in the yellow spring.

"If such a disaster is apart, it would be considered a merit. However, the sword energy is too weak. If it occurs, it will be difficult to take this guy's life for ten or twenty years. Once his cultivation is making a breakthrough, the sword intent I just realized may not be able to be discharged from his body." Zhang Bairen sneered in his heart. Yuwen CD took action without mercy, so he naturally would not hold back.

At this time, with Yuwen CD's cultivation level, if the two sides fight, they will only have the death. The previous trace of sword energy has been my hard work for several days.

"Damn it, if I give myself a few months, I will never have to have my own strength." Zhang Bairen shook his head. This is the reason why he fought with Song Laosheng that day.

Moreover, this time I blocked Yuwen CD's attack, which was definitely a lucky factor. The speed of breaking through the sonic boom was definitely beyond anyone's imagination. If Zhang Bairen had not been extremely pure in his soul and had the sword intention turned into magical powers, he would have suffered a lot today.

"Have you ever brought my supplies?" Zhang Bairen did not look at Yuwen CD but looked at Old Sheng Song in front of him.

"Of course, I'll move it out for you now." Song Laosheng took out a large package behind a rock and placed it in front of Zhang Bairen.

Looking at the package in front of him, Zhang Bairen had a headache. How could he get such a large package back?

As if he had seen Zhang Bairen's problem, Song Laosheng said to Yuwen CD: "Junior brother, go back first, I will help carry this thing down the mountain."

Seeing that the atmosphere between Zhang Bairen and Yuwen CD was a little wrong, Yuwen CD's face was not good-looking, Song Laosheng hurriedly said.

"Okay, senior brother, I'll go back first." Yuwen CD said with a gloomy face.

Looking at Yuwen CD walking far away, Zhang Bairen sighed softly and dispersed the sword intent in Yuwen CD's body. His strength has not yet grown, and it is no benefit to offend Yuwen CD. Although Zhang Bairen does not know the style of a disciple of the clan, he can also get a glimpse through Yuwen CD's previous actions.

Awesome! Awesomeness that disdains everything!

"Little Zhenren, my junior brother is this kind of temper!" Song Laosheng smiled bitterly: "Sir, the method is really good. My junior brother suffered a great loss, but don't worry, my junior brother is a disciple of a noble family and is very arrogant. Even if he wants to find the place, he will fight openly, not to mention that he, as an adult, has no face to fight with the child."

Song Laosheng is the truth. Although Yuwen CD was unhappy, he was really shameless to find the place. Seeing the sword intent in his body dissipated, he smiled. This matter was over. Otherwise, what would it be? Fighting with a mud legs? And it was a little mud legs? I heard from his master before that there was at least one master in the Yangshen realm behind him, and he still couldn't afford to offend him at this moment.

Zhang Bairen nodded and looked at Song Laosheng and said, "I don't know where this place is?"

"This place is close to Hebei, and it is the junction between the Turks and the Wei Shi." Song Laosheng smiled.

"Where is the Wei Shi?" Zhang Bairen was stunned. He was not very clear about history, but he didn't ask much, but changed the topic: "I wonder what year tonight?"

"Now Renshou is four years old. His Majesty just inherited the throne last year. He was in his prime and wanted to make drastic moves." Song Laosheng smiled: "You are always in the mountains, but you don't know the outside world, which is normal!"

Zhang Bairen was silent. He knew about the AD, but he really didn't know what Renshou was.

"Here!" Song Laosheng put down his supplies: "I won't go in anymore, my identity is awkward!"

Song Laosheng looked at his clothes, and the soldiers were not welcomed by everyone.

Zhang Bairen nodded: "Thank you!"

"By the way, my master wants to invite the young master to meet, but I don't know..." Song Laosheng suddenly spoke.

Zhang Bairen smiled when he heard this: "I will have a chance to meet in the future, so don't worry, General!"

"Okay, I'll convey to the master. If the young man has any needs in the future, he can just speak." Song Laosheng said a few words and turned around and walked back to the military camp.
Chapter completed!