Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 280: New Road

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The Beihai Sword Tomb was renamed Xiaoyilou. No matter how you look at it, this name is very different from the previous name, but after the announcement to Fengchen, no one raised objections.

Maybe Zhao Fengchen said that he wanted to teach them to practice swords.

Ordinary people say they want to teach them to practice swords. Maybe they had their heads cut off and thrown them into the pit. All unrealistic ideas should be treated harshly.

But Chao Fengchen is not an ordinary person. He is a swordsman in the clear realm. He has already left the elder teachers in the sect without the power to fight back before he has released his sword. Moreover, most of the disciples know Liu Ning. The news came back from the senior brother that Jian Nineteen was in Li Fuyao's hands. Li Fuyao was the head of Beihai Sword Tomb. But Li Fuyao was unwilling to pass on the position of the head to Chao Fengchen. Chao Fengchen was the palm of the hand. Gate.

The head was renamed.

Those disciples looked at their teachers and uncles one after another, and finally all their eyes gathered on the long-bearded old man who had received Li Fuyao and Chao Fengchen before.

In terms of seniority, he is the highest in the sect, and the same is true in terms of martial arts cultivation.

Everyone thought that if there was an objection, he should be the first to make it, but in the end, he just said one thing, see the head.

Gan Heshan changed hands.

Chao Fengchen just asked people to change the plaque, and the rest did not change anything. From the second day onwards, disciples from Xiaoyi Tower entered the quiet room where he was. He wanted to look at them one by one, who is suitable Sword practice, who is not suitable, is up to him to decide.

The first person who walked into the quiet room was the long-bearded old man named Tong Yunkui. He had the title of the old sword king in the Beihai rivers and lakes. After the death of the former head of the immortal, he was the number one player in the Beihai rivers and lakes. Sword master.

After the red dress woman Thief Sword left, he was originally the most promising person to become the head.

It's just bad luck.

Chao Fengchen sat on the futon, looked at him a few times, then reached out and touched his arm, quickly released it, and then asked: "How old are you?"

Tong Yunkui clasped his fist and said: "Sixty-five."

Nodded towards Fengchen, and then passed a sword scripture.

Chao Fengchen knows a lot, because he used to be Chao Qingqiu's sword spirit.

The passing down of the sword script proves that Tong Yunkui has the ability to practice. Although his talent is not good, Chao Fengchen has always ignored this.

Being able to walk into the kendo is enough.

Why the swordsman of mountains and rivers withered, and the sword celestial being no longer removed, it is that the swordsman's line of disciples must have good talents, and ordinary monks, who don't have the qualifications to go far, almost don't.

Chao Fengchen doesn't care about this, all he wants is to walk up this path, no matter how far he can go.

It's a personal blessing, I can't force it.

Tong Yunkui has a high prestige in the rivers and lakes of the North Sea, which has made him calm, but today the old man in this sixtieth year is still crying bitterly, and there is a feeling that he is obliged to let him die now.

Chao Fengchen didn't say much. After passing down the sword scripture, he explained the essentials and let Tong Yunkui leave.

After Tong Yunkui, there were some old people from Xiaoyi Tower. On the first day, Chao Fengchen had only seen two people, one of them succeeded, and the other failed.

Chao Fengchen didn't care about the way they choose people. Anyway, he has to finish meeting these people.

The night falls, and the moon hangs above the sky.

The autumn night is slightly cold, but Chaofengchen ignores the cold wind.

He walked into the hidden sword building of Xiaoyi Tower, where there were not only swords, but also many swordsmanship mental techniques. He carried a big red lantern towards Fengchen and looked over those wooden stands. There were many swords on it.

Carefully counted, there should be more than a thousand handles.

Xiaoyi Tower is the largest sword sect in Beihai rivers and lakes, and the abundance of Tibetan swords tops Beihai rivers and lakes.

Chao Fengchen walked slowly beside these swords.

He didn't stretch out his hand or make any sword-gas explorations, he just walked like this, like walking around randomly.

Until halfway, he stopped in front of a wooden stand.

An unsheathed sword with a clear blade looked cold in the night.

Chao Fengchen picked it up at random, then found a masterless sword sheath and hung it on his waist like this.

"The sword of Chao Qingqiu is called Gudao, so you call it Xinlu."

After Zhao Fengchen said this, he went to find paper and pen, and wrote at his desk on a wooden table.

There are so many things in Chao Fengchen's mind that he has to write them down.

When he finishes writing what he wants to write, the sky is already white.

Chao Fengchen walked out of the Tibetan sword building, and happened to ran into a young disciple who came to stand guard rubbing his eyes. Seeing this white robe man, he knew that he was the new head of Xiaoyi Tower, and he quickly saluted.

Chao Fengchen gave him the things he had in his hand, and asked him to copy them down. If he could copy it several times, it would be several times. Give it to him before sunset, so that he can see for him and see if it is possible to practice. .

The young disciple was overjoyed. After the salute, he rushed into the Tibetan Sword Tower happily. It seemed that he would not go out again this day.

Toward Fengchen returned to the quiet room. Someone was already waiting outside the door, but it was still an old man. Toward Fengchen walked into the quiet room and began to look at people.

Repeat yesterday’s day.

Someone noticed that Chao Fengchen had an extra sword around his waist.

It's normal to think about it. The swordsman hanging sword is the most normal thing in the world.

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Li Fuyao was arranged to enter a bamboo building with a wide view from the beginning. He was on a cliff. When he opened the window, he could see the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. It really felt like being in a fairyland.

This is the best place to live in Xiaoyi Building. I heard from the maids who arranged his living that the former head lived here.

Now, although he is nominally the guest of Xiaoyi Tower, it is actually impossible to live in the place where the head of the house lives.

Just stay in the quiet room.

How other people dare to live here, naturally they can only let Li Fuyao live here.

Li Fuyao asked the two maids to make a pot of tea, and then poured a cup for both maids, and took a sip of tea by himself, and felt that the tea was good.

The Feng Lu lay by the window, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and the two maids who came to take care of Li Fuyao's daily life. The first time I saw such a psychic donkey, it was a bit strange at first, but then I thought that it was Li Fuyao. How could the mount of the **** on the mountain be a mortal thing.

It was relieved.

After the two maids left, Feng Lu suddenly asked, "Li Fuyao, what the **** does the uncle Chao Fengchen do?"

Li Fuyao has actually figured it out through these days of thinking, knowing what he is going to do, but he didn't explicitly say, "Open a new path."

Fun Lu rolled his eyes, "What the hell?"

Li Fuyao turned a blind eye, and just said to himself: "The new road may not be easy to open. Maybe Chao Jianxian had thoughts back then. It might be because of this that the sword spirit will not dissipate. Of course, there may be other deep meanings, but no matter what Said that this is something that merits the present and benefits the future."