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Chapter 62: Let me give it a try

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"Brother, may I ask where the post house of Zhongnan Sword Mansion is?"

Entering the bustling city, Liang Qiufeng stopped a big man and inquired about the location of the post house.

Speaking of which, he was negligent. When accepting the task, he did not ask for the specific location of Jianfu Posthouse in advance. Now, in order to save time, he had to ask someone.

The man described himself as rough and looked at Liang Qiufeng: "Are you a recent disciple of Zhongnan Sword Mansion?"

Liang Qiufeng nodded and said, "Yes."

The man said in a rough voice: "Zhongnan Sword Mansion is dying. Little brother, you'd better leave as soon as possible and switch to another sect."

He didn't expect the other party to speak like this, and Liang Qiufeng suddenly felt his face turn red.

"How about it? I know the director of the Jinsha Gang, and I can help introduce him. As long as he is a third-level martial artist, he has a 100% chance of getting started..."

The man chatters endlessly, but he is a broker who attracts people.

Liang Qiufeng interrupted coldly: "I appreciate your kindness. Just because Zhongnan Jianfu can't do it now, doesn't mean it won't do it in the future. Take your leave."

The man watched him leave and spat on the ground: "You ignorant boy, I kindly gave you some pointers, but you persist in your mistakes. You will become cannon fodder in the future!"

Liang Qiufeng heard this and walked his own way silently.

When he arrived at Gushan City, he discovered that Jianfu's situation in Huangzhou was far worse than imagined. The situation was so pressing that people couldn't help but feel worried.

Liang Qiufeng never wanted anything to happen to Jianfu.

It's just helpless that I have so little power at the moment that I can't change the overall situation at all.

Then, the only way out is to work hard and improve your strength.

After many twists and turns, I finally arrived at Jianfu Posthouse. I saw that the place was remote, the buildings were old, and its popularity was very low.

After entering, show your token and you will be welcomed by your senior fellow apprentices.

Through observation, Liang Qiufeng found that the people in the post house were very depressed and depressed. After thinking about it, he understood the general idea.

As a huge sect with great glory, Jian Mansion had offended countless sects in the past. Now that it has encountered disasters, it will definitely be provoked and retaliated by many forces.

Especially in Gushan City where various forces are intertwined, Jian Mansion's life is even more difficult.

"Senior Brother Wang, that sharp knife Fan Dongliu is blocking the door again!"

A disciple wearing a gray sword uniform ran in panting to report.

Senior Brother Wang and others looked at each other with expressions of anger and helplessness on their faces.

Liang Qiufeng asked: "Brother Wang, what happened?"

Senior Brother Wang sighed and spoke slowly.

It turns out that the sharp swordsman Fan Dongliu is a genius disciple of Tiandu Sect. He is seventeen years old this year and has reached the ninth level of strength. He has mastered the Xuanjie high-grade "Snowy Cloak Sword Technique in Chaotic Mountains" to a small level, and can use the sword.

Like the wind, extremely swift and violent.

He also has a very resounding nickname, called "The First Person Under Qi Dao". This means that at the level of Qi Dao, he is invincible in the world.

In Gushan City, Fan Dongliu currently serves as the management deacon on behalf of Tiandumen. He was also bored, so he came to the entrance of Zhongnanjian Mansion’s post house every two days, hit the pestle there, and practiced with his eyes closed.

In this way, how can people who originally wanted to enter the post house to trade dare to do so?

The Jianfu disciples were angry and asked him to reason.

Fan Dongliu chuckled and said that as long as the disciples of Zhongnan Sword Mansion, whose cultivation was at the strength stage, could catch his sword, he would retreat automatically and stop making trouble.

One knife!

The Jianfu disciples who managed the post house were very unhappy and tried to challenge them one after another. But without exception, they failed in a disheartened manner and lost their temper.

At the end, Senior Brother Wang, the curator with the highest level of cultivation, took action. He was at the fifth level of strength and attacked with all his strength. However, there was a slight improvement and he still couldn't catch Pan Dongliu's sword.

There was no unified enemy, Fan Dongliu blocked the door without any discussion, and the business of the post house plummeted.

Senior Brother Wang and others were miserable and wrote to Jianfu, asking to send someone to solve the problem. Unexpectedly, Jianfu's answer was very simple, one word:

"Tolerate."

It's not that I can endure it, but I have to endure it.

Among the disciples of Jianfu, the geniuses at the level of strength inside and outside are Luo Gang, Gu Chengyang, Zhang Jiangshan and the three of them, all of whom are in the seventh level of strength. If you send one over, he will definitely be able to catch Pan Dongliu's sword, but so what?

Among the new generation geniuses of the same generation, your genius can only pick up the pieces of other people's geniuses. If you spread the word, you won't be afraid of laughing out loud.

Therefore, it is better to simply hang up the no-fight card.

The three-year-old Huangzhou Sect Competition is about to be held. Before that, everything must be restrained and endured.

After listening, Liang Qiufeng couldn't help clenching his fists.

The disciple who reported the matter looked at him and asked: "This junior brother is a traitor, who are you?"

"I'm here to receive the herbs."

"May I ask how strong you are?"

Liang Qiufeng replied: "Four sections."

"Ah, why did Jianfu send you here?"

The disciple shouted, unable to conceal his disappointment.

"What's the matter?"

Liang Qiufeng asked: "What's the problem?"

"Of course there is a problem. Generally, for such a mission, to ensure safety, disciples of around 5th and 6th level will be sent. But you are only at the 4th level... Hey, I was really looking forward to it. If you are here,

Senior brother with high cultivation level, we can ask him to take action and send away the plague god blocking the door. Although it may not be successful, there is at least a glimmer of hope, but you..."

He sighed and couldn't speak any more.

Everyone else felt sad.

Liang Qiufeng's hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword: "Actually, I can also go out and give it a try."

"Give it a try?"

Everyone looked at each other with strange expressions.

Senior Brother Wang smiled bitterly and said: "Junior Brother Liang, why try something that you are not sure about? Otherwise, you will be ridiculed by those bastards again."

"That's right, whenever I think of those people's faces, I get so angry that I can't eat."

Every time a Jianfu disciple comes out to try out a sword, as soon as the news spreads, a large number of people come to watch, point, and gloat.

Liang Qiufeng was unmoved and insisted: "As a disciple of Jianfu, how can I not dare to fight when I see Jianfu in trouble because I am afraid of being ridiculed? Elder Xiao once said that I, a swordsman, are always covered with steel.

Be persistent and move forward indomitably. You may be defeated or die, but you must fight!"

His voice was calm and composed, but it contained incomparable stubbornness and fighting spirit.

Senior Brother Wang burst into laughter upon hearing this: "Junior Brother Liang's words are so good. We are so timid and embarrassed. Come on, let's go out and help Junior Brother Liang."

"Let's go, even if we are defeated, we must stand up straight and don't be looked down upon by those bastards."

These disciples of the Jian Mansion endured in Gushan City and felt even more aggrieved due to the lack of support from the Jian Mansion. However, they had flesh and blood, and their blood was still cold, so they were not willing to sink like this and live without dignity.

Regardless of self-comfort or spiritual victory, you must always find an outlet.

Today, Liang Qiufeng's arrival has become such a kind of sustenance.


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