Three days later, in the morning, the sun was shining, and Feiyunzhuang in Yunshui County. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feiyunzhuang is not on the mountain, but built on the Yunshui River, the mountain villa covers a very wide area, there are many houses, like a village.

At this time, the news that Feiyun Sword Ye Daxia was going to celebrate his sixtieth birthday had already spread all over Qinghe, and there was an endless stream of guests.

There are a lot of boats coming and going on the Yunshui River outside the main gate of the villa, all of which are high-rollers with swords and swords.

At this time, a light boat came slowly. On the table, in addition to the boatman, there was also a yellow-faced young man in a blue shirt and two swords.

Next to the young man is a handsome boy in white clothes like snow holding a folding fan and a handsome face, which is Song Yurou who is dressed as a man.

Song Yurou looked at the endless crowd and said excitedly: "There are so many people, this time we will definitely meet many famous masters in the rivers and lakes." ”

Ling Feng said lightly: "Aren't you afraid that your identity will be exposed, and a group of masters of the rivers and lakes will besiege you?"

Six doors and rivers and lakes are at opposite poles, and the daughter of the head catcher of Six Doors came to participate in the birthday banquet of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, which is simply a provocation. I don't know how many masters of the rivers and lakes have died in the six-door prison, and once her identity is exposed, she will definitely be besieged. Of course, Ling Feng's reputation will also stink in an instant, and he will change from a hero to a court eagle dog.

Song Yurou smiled: "How are you better than me? aren't you afraid that they will directly besiege you for the Dementor Sword Spectrum?"

Ling Feng said lightly: "Don't be afraid, the heroes in the rivers and lakes love face the most, even if they want a sword spectrum, they will pay attention to eating images." ”

A moment later, the two went ashore and came to the main entrance.

At this time, there are a lot of people at the door, queuing to enter.

Song Yurou slapped in front of Ling Feng, she was just about to go in.

A white-clothed guard stretched out his hand to stop her and said coldly, "Stop, where is your invitation?"

Song Yurou pointed at Ling Feng and said, "I'm with him." ”

Ling Feng took out the red invitation card and handed over another gift box.

The guard opened it and saw that it was an old mountain ginseng, so he said lightly: "Two of you, please come in!"

The two walked through the patio and the sedan chair (tea) hall to the front of the main hall.

At this time, the patio was full of tables and high rollers, and the two of them found a place to sit down at random

When everyone meets someone who is familiar with each other, they will gather around a table, say a few polite words, and talk about the world.

The seniors were busy introducing their fellow martial artists to their disciples, so that they could take care of them in the future, and young men and women would talk to each other when they met admirers. This birthday banquet is not only a birthday banquet, but also an opportunity for people in the rivers and lakes to communicate and get acquainted with each other.

Everyone was in groups, talking and laughing, and it was very lively. Only Ling Feng and Song Yurou didn't say a word, as if they stood out from the crowd and were out of place with the surroundings.

At this time, Ling Feng was silently exercising his hand to open the Yangming Large Intestine Sutra, and now his Bitao Heart Method has entered the third layer, and the main task is to open up the Twelve Canons. After three days of grooming, most of this meridian has been passed, and there are still a few accumulated impurities, which need to be channeled slowly so as not to damage the meridians.

Song Yurou was quietly listening to a fifty-year-old man next to her tell Ye Feiyun's story.

"You are still young and have not lived through our time. At that time, Ye Daxia was only in his twenties, and when he first came out of the rivers and lakes, he defeated the famous swordsman Benlei Jian Zhuo Yifan, and then killed Lianyun Mountain alone and exterminated Lianyun Village. His heroic deeds are known to all ages. I don't know how many boudoir girls fall in love with it. ”

Next to him, a young man with a sword smiled and said, "Master, what about you, can you tell us the story of your youth?"

The old man smiled and said, "Master was still driving wooden stakes at that time. ”

The old man was born in a martial arts hall, and his cultivation was average, which was Ling Feng's current level of internal strength. But after all, the age is there, and the old rivers and lakes are old, so they were invited. And in the rivers and lakes, this kind of ordinary martial artists from martial arts halls, small sects, family heirlooms, etc., account for eighty percent.

The pretty girl who was sitting on the same stool as the old man asked, "Dad, how do you say that the martial arts of the blue-shirted hero compare with Ye Daxia?"

If an outsider asks this question, the old man will definitely not answer, no matter who is high or low, he will offend one party. However, he wandered the rivers and lakes, wasted half of his life, and got married in his thirties and gave birth to this precious daughter, so he loved him very much. He touched his daughter's little head and said, "Yan'er, although the blue-shirted hero has only just debuted, the people he has killed are all famous masters, especially Wu Lie, the Splitting Mountain Knife, and Ding Wuwu, the Broken Heart Palm, are all top masters. There are also the two heroes of the Yu family who died under his sword, the two swords are combined, and they have also defeated many top masters. In terms of internal cultivation, the blue-shirted hero may still be a little insufficient, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, it is extraordinary and almost unmatched. And Ye Daxia became a famous master thirty years ago, and now his internal and external skills must be at the top, and his flying cloud swordsmanship is also ever-changing, and he rarely encounters opponents. On martial arts, Ye Daxia should be above the blue-shirted hero, and it is difficult to distinguish between swordsmanship. ”

At this time, at the table next to him, a bearded man dressed in a yellow power suit and wearing a long knife at his waist suddenly got up, slapped the table and shouted: "Old man Wu, Ye Daxia kindly invited you to come to the birthday banquet, but you are full of nonsense here! That blue-shirted kid has only debuted for more than a month, how can he compare with Ye Daxia?"

Wu Xiaoyan, the daughter of Old Man Wu, suddenly shouted: "Bearded, since you said that the blue-shirted hero is not good at martial arts, why don't you go to the blue-shirted hero to compete?"

The people at the table next to him suddenly burst into laughter, this bearded man has a few pounds and a few taels, and most of them know that he is definitely not an opponent.

The bearded man only spoke out in order to curry favor with Feiyunzhuang, and if he really wanted him to compete, he wouldn't dare to borrow ten guts. for the man had no mouth under the sword. It's just that so many people watched, and he didn't lose the battle, so he insisted on: "If he really comes, I will compete with him." ”

At this time, Wu Xiaoyan immediately turned around, pointed at Ling Feng, and said with a smile: "The blue-shirted hero is sitting here!"

Old man Wu turned around and looked, and immediately met Ling Feng's indifferent eyes, and was immediately startled, and hurriedly pulled his daughter to sit down, and said in a low voice: "Yan'er, you have killed your father miserably!"

He regretted what he had just said, and his heart was uneasy.

But what he regretted more than him was the big beard, he glanced at Ling Feng, and his face turned red.

The person next to him followed and laughed: "Bearded, aren't you going to compete with the blue-shirted hero, you have to talk about it!"

However, the bearded man's skin was far thicker than he thought, and he was silent.

At this time, a handsome young man in a white shirt with a sword at his waist suddenly got up, walked over, hugged his fists and said: "Blue shirt hero, Qinghe Sword Sect Luo Renfeng leads the tricks!"

Everyone was in an uproar, the Qinghe Sword Sect is the largest faction in Qinghe, and this Luo Renfeng is indeed a young master, so there is a good show to watch now.

How do you know that Ling Feng turned a deaf ear and slowly collected his strength, but closed his eyes and recuperated and ignored it.

Song Yurou pushed him and said, "Hey, you won't be afraid!"

Luo Renfeng said coldly: "You look down on our Qinghe Sword Sect?"

Anyway, first a big hat was buttoned up. If Ling Feng said yes, the seniors of the Qinghe Sword Sect would be indispensable in the future. If Ling Feng said no, it would be soft, and he would take back his face.

Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes and said lightly: "My sword will only kill people, and it will not be shown to others." ”