In front of the Changming Lantern in the Luanjin Hall of Tianzhu Peak in Wudang Mountain, two figures sit opposite each other.
One of them was lying in a semi-lying position with his arms bent on the ground. He was holding an old gourd wine flask in one hand and was drinking heavily with his head held high. He didn't care that the overflowing wine soaked his unkempt beard and neck and clothes.
The moon-white gown was very clean and tidy except for being soaked with wine, but it could be seen that the gown had been washed many times.
His long black hair is casually spread behind his back, and his chiseled face is covered with a circle of slovenly stubble. His whole person exudes a sense of bohemianism, but his pair of peach blossom eyes inadvertently reveal a touch of affection, which makes people feel a sense of inadvertence. Feeling distressed.
Coupled with a tear mole under the corner of the left eye, it seems to be the finishing touch, which vividly embodies this sentimental temperament full of mature charm and unconscious pity, making people fall into it accidentally.
One, with a dignified appearance and a handsome figure, was dressed in black and white Taoist robes, but he had no Taoist rules. He sat lazily with his knees crossed, one hand supporting his knees and his chin, and the other hand rubbing something boringly. , the whole person seemed bored and extremely speechless.
Zhang Mingfeng is really speechless now. After his experience in society, especially those good times of 'hanging out' among women, this Taoist robe is now an eyesore, even though the texture of this Liangyi Shenfeng robe is extremely silky. …
Her long hair was also forced into a bun, yes, forced! Being threatened by the Niubi Taoist with a long sword on his neck, "Taoist robes and crowns are indispensable." Finally, after several struggles, Zhang Mingfeng managed to get through with his head.
What left Zhang Mingfeng speechless the most was the man in front of him. From the moment he saw this guy, Zhang Mingfeng felt that he was undoubtedly defeated in terms of temperament.
If he were taken with him to those women, he would never doubt that he would be completely ignored. Really, this guy's temperament is too lethal to women, especially the nymphomaniac type. .
What makes Zhang Mingfeng even more bored is that this man gave him the word "wait" when he saw him, and then pulled him to sit in front of the evergreen lamp until now. During this period, he didn't say anything and just looked at I was drinking by myself. The gourd wine jug didn’t look big, but I had been drinking for two hours, and I still didn’t seem to finish it.
Of course, Zhang Mingfeng is not stupid. Nowadays, except for a few old friends, the only people who can accurately find his location are people from Wuying Pavilion. But this uncle does not have the feeling of Wuying Pavilion in his whole body. It made him wonder whether the Shadowless Pavilion they knew was an organization that killed people without blinking an eye.
"Uncle, you've almost finished drinking... You have to hurry up, we're in a hurry..." Sighing, Zhang Mingfeng stared at Mu Changfeng pleadingly: "How about you drink here by yourself? , should I leave first?”
"Dead." The hand holding the gourd wine pot paused slightly, Mu Changfeng turned his head, looked in the direction of the Dabie Mountains, then shook his head and laughed.
"What's dead?" Zhang Mingfeng frowned, and Monk Zhang Er was confused by Mu Changfeng's words.
Looking up at Zhang Mingfeng, Mu Changfeng finally sat upright, burped a little drunkenly, and said: "Six soul envoys have come from Wuying Pavilion, including me, to kill some of you. Little babies, but three are dead now, two died before I got here, and one just died."
"Oh, that's good..." Zhang Mingfeng shrugged and said without any surprise.
"Hahahaha..." Mu Changfeng was stunned, and suddenly burst out laughing. It took him a while to stop his laughter and said, "You're a very interesting kid. In front of me, you said something about my people." It’s nice to die, but you don’t know how to take care of my feelings?”
"Ah hey...Uncle, are you mistaken? You are here to kill us. Your people are dead. It's not good. Do you want me to be sad with you?" He gave Mu Changfeng an idiot look. , Zhang Mingfeng pursed his lips and said: "What's more, I don't think you mean to be sad at all."
"Uh...what you said...is indeed true...but why does it feel so out of place..." Mu Changfeng was also choked, and after taking a sip of wine with his head raised a little lonely, he seemed to be drunk. Just lie down.
"Uncle, what do you want to do? Aren't you here to kill us? What do you mean by being so drunk..." Zhang Mingfeng scratched his head in a frenzy. He really couldn't see through this uncle. This was different from what they thought. What I learned about the entrance and exit of Wuying Pavilion is too great.
Ignoring Zhang Mingfeng's question and looking up at the Golden Dome, Mu Changfeng sighed inaudibly: "Want to hear a story?"
"I don't want to!" Zhang Mingfeng refused and said bitterly: "Don't fight those useless things. If you don't fight them quickly, I will be the last one."
"Hahahaha... don't be so heartless! Don't worry, you won't be the last one. Two swordsmen with natural sword bones can decide the difference between life and death with one move."
Mu Changfeng waved his hands, lay back and took a sip of wine with his head raised, his peach blossom eyes inadvertently showed a smile of satisfaction.
However, these words made Zhang Mingfeng's heart tremble!
Yes, he was born with a sword bone, which was his biggest trump card. He didn't say anything about those guys. He originally wanted to gain more luck in the battle for luck, but then the bloodthirsty demon appeared and he got If you have luck, there is no need to talk about it.
There is a certain kind of induction between the natural sword bones, which only belongs to one of the swords. From the moment Mu Changfeng appeared, Zhang Mingfeng knew that he was also born with sword bones. Even though he looked lazy, he was always surrounded by They all have wisps of sword intent roaming around, and their sword skills are perfect. Every move they make may become a peerless sword move.
Similarly, although he was joking and chatting with Mu Changfeng, Zhang Mingfeng mobilized his sword intention at every moment to defend himself. As he said, two swordsmen with natural sword bones can tell the difference with one move. life and death!
In dragon vein space
"Senior, what are the natural sword bones?" Hu Mingxian, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, looked confused. When he thought about it, could it be that Zhang Mingfeng's whole body bones were swords?
Although it feels ridiculous to think about it this way, as a native of Earth, everything that happened to him is already ridiculous. Even if what he thinks is true, it doesn't seem to matter...
Glancing sideways at Hu Mingxian, Long Ruolan almost stumbled down from the sky, but thinking about it, it's normal for Hu Mingxian not to understand. Although this bastard is smart and has high understanding, he didn't grow up in a spiritual environment after all. Not knowing these things is inevitable.
"Honestly, if they hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have known that this kid was actually born with a sword bone..." Taking a deep breath, Long Ruolan said with a more solemn expression: "A natural sword bone is not what you think. That's a kind of talent, a talent so powerful that it makes people envious, jealous, and hateful!
This kind of people... let me tell you this, if you have a talent like a natural sword bone during this enlightenment, you will definitely be able to understand the sword's intention, instead of the current state of being unclear, you still need to In the future, I will continue to accumulate experience, so that the sword will break out of the ground.
For them, being born with a sword bone is a state of 'enlightenment' that will accompany them throughout their life. It does not require much experience and accumulation, and they can easily comprehend their own sword intention from each move, and in the future, they will All experience and accumulation will be turned into nutrients to nourish the sword spirit at all times.
As I expected, this kid must have realized his sword intention when his physique was awakened this time. He realized the sword with the help of the innate Taoist body, dragon-making liquid, the power of luck and the natural sword bone. There is no need to say more about its power.
And he has an innate Tao body. If my predictions are correct, he will be the first among you in the future to be able to awaken the bloodline vision in the blood coagulation realm. "
"So powerful?" Hu Mingxian was shocked. Although he knew that Zhang Mingfeng was powerful, he never thought that such a careless guy would be praised so highly by Long Ruolan.
After being stunned for a moment, Hu Mingxian asked: "When Long Qie opened his battle body, the phantom of the nine dragons behind him should be a precursor to the bloodline phenomenon!"
"Not bad!" He looked at Hu Mingxian with admiration, and a hint of pride and success appeared on Long Ruolan's face unconsciously: "In the history of the Long family, only two people have awakened to the bloodline phenomenon, and it was a long time ago. , but none of them are dragons, and this child's vision is powerful, just because he is the only true dragon body!
Naturally, the big Buddha behind the little monk is also a sign of bloodline abnormalities. In a world where the power of heaven is completely isolated, you can do this. I have to say that the little kids of your generation are very powerful.
Boy, you are under a lot of pressure, but don’t be thrown away after arriving in Shengwu Continent without this borrowed power. "
"If that's the case, I will only be happy for them!" With a sly smile, Hu Mingxian was truly happy for them, but he also felt a sense of pride in his heart.
Although there are many weird things about him, everything he has experienced so far, including self-created exercises, self-created martial arts, etc., will not make him feel that he will be weaker than them in the future.
Wasn't the person who possessed the bloodline vision of the Bone Casting Realm still killed by his sword? What's more, with these powerful comrades in arms, they will be the spur for him to continue moving forward and become stronger!
"Uncle, if you want to say something, just say it quickly..."
Just when Hu Mingxian asked Long Ruolan for advice, Zhang Mingfeng had to reply, because after saying that, Mu Changfeng's body was locked with a monstrous sword intent.
At that moment, Zhang Mingfeng felt as if he was facing a waterfall of swords turned into thousands of sharp swords. As long as he dared to refuse, the waterfall of swords would hit him mercilessly, even though he was in front of the waterfall of swords. He didn't feel a trace of murderous intent.
However, this kind of sword intention gave Zhang Mingfeng a strange feeling in his heart, which made him very uncomfortable. He always felt that the sword intention did not come from Mu Changfeng himself.
