"The powerful senior?" Han Feng's eyes lit up. He had already vaguely guessed that the senior in Xue Mingxiao's mouth was definitely not an ordinary warrior, and the Yuan power that Xue Mingxiao burst out that day might have been given by this senior.
Of course, Han Feng is not good at drawing a conclusion now, but Han Feng is still very happy to see that Xue Mingxiao has at least one place to go. He has completely regarded Xue Mingxiao as a relative.
"Since that's the case, I'll send Uncle Mingxiao to the residence of that senior!" Han Feng said, leaving Xue Mingxiao alone, he was a little worried.
"No need, according to the address given by that senior, it is very far away from our Yunlan Kingdom. Han Feng, you should stay here to recuperate. I can go by myself." Xue Mingxiao stopped and smiled.
"Okay!" Han Feng could only nod helplessly when he saw this.
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A few more days later, Han Feng finally recovered his injuries. Because of Xue Mingxiao's departure, Han Feng was unwilling to stay in the Lin family for a long time. He left Han Yu City the next day and began to be forced by Emperor Yuan to be forced to do so.
Travel trip.
After half a day of walking, Han Feng basically enjoyed the scenery along the way while rushing, so he didn't go much far.
The reason why Han Feng didn't return to the sect was to complete the task and relax. In his memory, it seemed that he had never been relaxed for a moment. Under the bitter advice of Emperor Yuan, he took this opportunity to play around.
Walking around and relaxing your tired heart will also be of great help to your state of mind.
As night falls, the full moon hangs high in the night sky illuminates the entire world below.
"It's so good, but fortunately I brought some wine to the Lin family, with fine wine and barbecue, it's great! Han Feng sat in the forest with roasted meat in one hand and held a bottle of fine wine in the other hand, and laughed a few times from time to time.
This time, Han Feng completely relaxed himself. The long-term fight, fighting and practicing made him feel a little tired, which was not a good phenomenon.
Han Feng knew in his heart that he might be too crazy, and his desire for strength and the desire to bring Dongfang Yan back from Emperor Qian early, forced Han Feng to fight and work harder than others to improve his cultivation.
,strength.
This also led to Han Feng's unknowingly feeling tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired. After all, he was just a boy in his twenties, but he was carrying too much.
Many, if you continue like this for a long time, you will sooner or later become obsessed with it.
Emperor Yuan also saw this, so he slowly forced Han Feng to play for half a month.
Half a month is not long, and it is also possible to enjoy the beautiful scenery and relax, which is very beneficial to your mood, so Han Feng agreed happily.
"It feels so comfortable!" Han Feng smiled and stretched his waist. He looked up and saw the bright moon in the sky. He couldn't help but feel a whim. He put the barbecue rack on the fire and began to practice the sword technique of killing the moon.
Although he knew that he could not learn the last three steps of the Moon-Slaying Sword Technique, Han Feng couldn't help but practice the bright moon in the night sky. This is a habit and he can't change it.
The woods were filled with sword lights flying everywhere, and Han Feng had already devoted himself to the sword move, waving the sword in his hand.
"Hey, your understanding of swordsmanship is too bad. Good Heavenly Swordsmanship will be destroyed in your hands!"
Just next to Han Feng, he was practicing the Moon-Slaying Sword Technique as if no one was around, and suddenly he was awakened by this slightly lazy voice.
"who!〃
Han Feng was shocked and hurriedly looked at the sound. He saw a middle-aged and rough man in his forties sitting in Han Feng's original position, eating Han Feng's roasted meat and eating Han Feng's place.
That wine.
"Damn, my wine and my barbecue, how can you steal it!" Han Feng said with anger with his eyes wide open.
"Uh...your? Did you write your name? You call it, see if it should be appropriate for you." The middle-aged man ignored Han Feng's words and continued to eat on his own.
"You...you are cruel!" Seeing the middle-aged man's almost rogue statement, Han Feng could only say helplessly, and sat next to the middle-aged man and pulled off a piece of barbecue and started eating.
Han Feng was not a stingy person, and he would not fight for this little thing. Instead, this strange middle-aged man surprised him.
Those who can suddenly appear under their noses, eat barbecue and drink wine, but are not discovered, can be seen as having a high level of cultivation.
The two of them ate barbecue on the fire quickly and drank fine wine while not talking, as if they were afraid that they would be eaten by someone else as soon as they spoke.
In less than half an hour, a monster and several jars of fine wine were wiped out by the two of them. After eating, they couldn't help but get a full separation at the same time.
"Hey, what do you mean by saying that I destroyed this Heavenly Tribulation Sword and Martial Arts?" Han Feng suddenly looked at the middle-aged man. Han Feng felt very puzzled.
When it comes to practicing the Moon-Slaying Sword Technique, Han Feng thought that the previous three moves had reached the level of perfection, but was said to have ruined this martial art, which made Han Feng feel a little dissatisfied.
"Well... You guy has some talent, I will guide you!" The middle-aged man said with a proud look on his face, and Han Feng curled his lips.
"You use sword skills in your hand, but you have no sword intention in your heart. Although you hold a sword in your hand, you have no sword intention in your heart. How can this not be considered a ruined martial art? "The middle-aged man said disdainfully," and
Your understanding of swordsmanship is so poor that you can only use half of the swordsmanship in the sky. A shameful, so embarrassing.
"Uh..."Han Feng was extremely ashamed by this middle-aged man, and was also a little surprised. These principles were unheard of, not to mention the heavenly martial arts. No matter how strong a martial artist is in the middle of the period, you can't learn all of them.
This is an unchanging law.
"Han Feng, this middle-aged man is right, he is not simple!" Emperor Yuan sent a voice: "This man must be a martial artist who specializes in swordsmanship, and has a strong understanding of swordsmanship. In fact, I wanted to be with you before
I said this, but seeing that you are not a sword cultivator, I didn't say it.
Hearing Emperor Yuan's words, Han Feng was completely stunned. Sword Taoism and sword cultivators, these are all things he had never heard of. He only knew that warriors were divided into ordinary warriors and body-refining warriors. As for these sword cultivators, they had never listened to anyone.
Filed.
"Hey, boy, why are you stunned? Otherwise, you should be my teacher and I will teach you how to use a sword! "The middle-aged man looked at Han Feng with a treacherous expression on his face.
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