Chapter Nine Inside the Pavilion of the Gentleman of the Sword
The Xingjian Junzi Pavilion is inside the Chuan Gong Pavilion, and the Chuan Gong Pavilion is obviously not on the same level as the Xi Jian Pavilion. Although the Xi Jian Pavilion has a special status, it only stands on the commercial street of the outer disciples. Although it is integrated into it, it is very
It’s hard to feel transcendent. But Chuan Gong Pavilion is on Lingyun Peak in the west!
Lingyun Peak and Yunwu Peak are both at the same height. When Han Fei arrived at the Gong Chuan Pavilion at the top of the peak, he could see thin clouds surrounding it, as if he was on top of the Zenith Temple.
The entire Chuan Gong Pavilion is extremely huge, and all the space on Lingyun Peak is actually within the building scope of the Chuan Gong Pavilion. Han Fei strode into the Chuan Gong Pavilion. Since this is the Chuan Gong Pavilion, there are naturally no guards.
If you are confirmed to be a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect, you can come and go at will!
After entering the door, Han Fei turned left and came to the Xingjian Junzi Pavilion in the space of a cup of tea.
When he came to the door, Han Fei saw an old man in white clothes, sitting there and taking a nap. Han Fei rubbed his head and suddenly thought of the old man eating pig ears that he had just seen in Xijiang Pavilion, and he felt like
It was as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were stampeding through them like crazy. He was sweating coldly and didn't want to get the old man up. He seemed to see the pig ears one after another in his eyes...
However, just as Han Fei ducked into Xingjian Junzi Pavilion with his back bent, cautiously, looking around, as if he were a thief, the old man suddenly raised his upper body and yawned with a contented look on his face. Han Fei looked at it in shock.
He, he also happened to see Han Fei, who looked like a thief, and stopped mid-yawn.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and then the old man asked with a confused look: "Young man, what do you want to do?"
"I...ah, I, I want to go in!" Han Fei pointed at Xingjian Junzi Pavilion.
Only then did the old man suddenly realize, he slapped the table and said angrily: "Boy, you actually plan to sneak into Xingjian Junzi Pavilion?"
"I'm not, I'm not watching you fall asleep!" Han Fei said quickly: "I just made a breakthrough and want to find a martial arts!"
"Martial skills? Asleep? Huh, do you think I'm so easy to fool?" The old man was furious: "No matter what your purpose is, if you take it without telling me, you are stealing!"
"I haven't taken it yet!" Han Fei said quickly: "Look, I just came here, and 'taking' is just a consciousness and has not yet become a reality!"
"Well..." The old man had probably heard such a statement for the first time in his whole life. He was silent for a while and said, "It's not unreasonable! Well?" When the old man said this, he suddenly noticed the sword in Han Fei's hand.
, raised his eyebrows: "Gentleman's Sword?"
"Old sir, do you know him?" Han Fei thought. If he knew him, that would be great. With this sword and a good relationship, he might be able to get through. If he had a head-on confrontation with the old man now, he would have nothing to do with him.
The good thing is that he can't defeat these old monsters. Even if he can win, if the old man sues, Xuantian Sword Sect, a place that pays attention to rules, shouldn't just kill him? Even if he is immortal,
I have to be kicked out of the school! Then I will have a lot of fun!
"It's all my fault for the old man who ate pig ears. Otherwise, how could I have been so confused by lard that I even thought of sneaking in like this..." Han Fei cursed in his heart, but quickly looked at the old man with a smile.
"Gentleman's Sword..." The old man just muttered these three words, then flicked his sleeves and snorted: "Go in! It's just this time, it won't be the same next time. In addition, you remember, Yiyuan Xuankun
In this realm, you can only find martial arts on the first level. If you go to the second level, be careful with your life!"
Han Fei was stunned. He didn't expect to pass the test like this. He looked at the snow-white sword in his hand in surprise. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't dare to say anything. After making a sword-pointing salute, he got into the swordsman's room.
In the pavilion.
To put it bluntly, Xingjian Junzi Pavilion is actually a place where books are stored in the sect. The name is taken from "Heaven is strong, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement." It means that even if you get the secret book, if you don't practice hard and improve yourself, you still won't succeed!
We need to practice swordsmanship like a gentleman and constantly strive for self-improvement!
The earnest instruction lingered in his ears. After Han Fei entered the door, he saw huge bookshelves! At the end was a staircase, which was the passage to the second floor. Han Fei rubbed his forehead and took a breath, second floor
I can't think of it now, so I started to study the bookshelves on the first floor.
These bookshelves are divided into categories, including swordsmanship, body skills, auxiliary mental skills and other categories of Kung Fu. But apart from swordsmanship, there are no other weapon secrets, nor any fist and kick secrets! Because Xuantian
The Sword Sect is a swordsmanship sect. If in the future, one of the disciples is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, he will definitely not be praised by others, but will be ridiculed instead.
Han Fei could understand this approach. After Chen touched it, he walked towards the bookshelf about body skills.
Han Fei was not the only one in Xingjian Junzi Pavilion. Many people were selecting secret books. After selecting, they copied them on the table not far away. The original copy could not be taken out.
"The Ninth Transformation Body Technique of the Void Spirit, the Body Technique of Ling Kong Kong, Floating in the Wind, the Thunderbolt Movement Technique..." Han Fei came to the Body Technique category, and as he looked along, most of them were fifth-level human-level body techniques.
, Han Fei did not dare to choose such a movement technique rashly. The small sword in his hand could change and modify his sword technique, but it may not be able to correct his movement technique. Therefore, Han Fei attached great importance to the selection of movement techniques!
Han Fei read the body skills one by one, then shook his head and put them back. These were not the body skills he wanted, and he couldn't help but feel distressed. There were not ten thousand, but eight thousand secret books on the body skills.
, how to choose... In the midst of anger and melancholy, Han Fei suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind him, and his body fell to the ground involuntarily.
Han Fei was shocked. Did anyone dare to sneak attack him in the Xingjian Junzi Pavilion? He was so angry that he stretched out his hand to push the person away. After the person attacked him, he actually suppressed him? What was he planning to do?
Are you planning to commit murder here? Just suppress yourself and then strangle yourself to death?
Reaching out and pushing, Han Fei suddenly felt that his hand was soft and firm, with an indescribable feeling. The cold sweat on Han Fei's forehead flowed out. If he was just Han Fei in this life, then he still didn't know what this was.
Something. But after all, he had more than thirty years of memory in his previous life, and he had done some things. When he grabbed it, he saw this size, this size, and this elasticity! Han Fei immediately understood that this was...
When he looked up, he saw a woman with delicate features looking straight at him. Her eyes were getting redder and redder, and her tears were getting thicker! And his hand was firmly pressing on the girl's chest, trying to stop her from dying.
I even kneaded it twice!
The girl's face turned red, and the murderous intent flashed in her eyes, but Han Fei wanted to give himself a scratch. This was a completely instinctive reaction. He quickly let go and was about to apologize, but the girl lost the support of her hand.