Winter is approaching, and snowflakes are already falling in Jiangxi.
The auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and the snow falls in Bailu Academy. An old man with white hair looks at the falling snow outside the door in trance.
"Li Taibai has a poem that says: The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace." Behind the old man, a man in a green scholar's shirt said excitedly: "However, Jiangxi is located in the south of China, and it has never snowed all year round. Today there is This time of auspicious snow, the dean wants to see if he can create another North Wind Sword to strengthen the swordsmanship of my Bailu Academy."
Bai Qian shook her head slightly: "The art of swordsmanship is nothing more than a minor skill. Reading to understand things and studying things to gain knowledge is the most important thing."
"If you can't even read the book, no matter how high your martial arts skills are or how wonderful your moves are, it will only be a castle in the air."
As the old man was talking, a white dove came out of the snow and landed in front of the old man. He looked up at the old man in white and cooed twice.
The man in Confucian shirt behind him was surprised: "In this weather, there are actually pigeons in the hive?"
Bai Qian didn't look surprised. He took out a handful of millet from his sleeve and scattered it on the dry ground beside him to make it easier for the pigeons to pick up. He himself had already taken off the copper on the pigeon's feet. Tube.
There was still a roll of thin mulberry paper in the copper tube. The man in blue shirt thought for a while: "It seems that there was a rumor some time ago that Qin Yao of the Beehive is fighting against the Immortal Vajra Shu Qing. Calculating the time, the result should be out."
"But since Qin has such a strong tone, he must be very capable."
When the man in blue shirt said this, Bai Qian had already read the contents on the mulberry paper and handed it to the man in blue shirt.
The man took it and looked at it, and was instantly surprised.
He took a step back: "Shu Qing is dead?"
Although Shu Qing is a heretic and everyone can punish him, he is the Dharma King of the Luo Sect after all. He is an out-and-out big shot in handling the affairs of the whole sect. No one would have thought that he would die.
At best, it's just a defeat.
How could he die?
The man in green shirt suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to look down, only to find that all the things written on this piece of mulberry paper were major events, and he was a little silent for a while.
After reading all the words on the mulberry paper, the man in green shirt raised his head and looked at Bai Qian: "Teacher, what are you going to do?"
Yes, this time the letter from Beehive not only wrote about the outcome of the battle between Qin and Shu Qing, but also said that Shu Qing had been killed by Fang Bie.
Now Fang Bie is challenging the world's masters with Qin, and directly named Bai Qian, the dean of Bailu Academy.
"That person is just a junior, how can he be qualified to challenge the teacher?"
"Although the academy says there are many places to study and few people to practice martial arts, there are still many people who are good at reading and swordsmanship. We can kill them without any help from the teacher."
Before the man in green shirt finished speaking, he heard laughter coming from Luoxue's courtyard: "Really? I don't believe it?"
The man in green shirt looked at the courtyard in surprise, only to see a young man in cloth in front of him turned over and jumped in from the wall, saluting directly to Bai Qian: "Farewell, junior, I have met Dean Bai Qian, and I have admired his name for a long time."
The man in green shirt was speechless for a moment, while Bai Qian looked at Fang Faye in the falling snow in the courtyard and smiled: "Yingtian Mansion is quite far from here."
"Compared to Huashan, it's close." Fang Bie said with a smile, "I came all the way here without much rest, so I came here with the homing pigeons."
"I'm afraid little brother Fang has to wait for the carrier pigeon for a while." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie and said with a smile.
"Dean Bai really knew everything. Yes, I arrived a little early, so I waited for the pigeon for a while." Fang Bie said without hiding anything.
But the man in blue shirt felt really incredible.
Beehive's carrier pigeons are already the fastest means of communication in the entire world. By changing pigeons, they can travel 1,200 miles a day at the fastest, which is half as fast as the fastest 800-mile express.
But Fang Bie in front of him actually said that he set off with the carrier pigeon, and finally waited for the carrier pigeon for a while.
What kind of monster is this?
"Why do you have to come so early?" Bai Qian couldn't help but ask: "Little brother Fang wants to compete with Lao Chen. Come here calmly. Lao Cao's family has a great cause, and he can outrun the monk, but he can't escape from the temple."
"Because I don't want to wait for that day to fight Dean Bai again." Fang Bie said directly without any concealment.
"Bold!" The man in green shirt couldn't help shouting: "What qualifications do you have to directly challenge the dean?"
"Qualification?" Fang Bie asked with a smile.
Then he looked at Bai Qian: "Dean Bai, can you let me have a discussion with your disciple and let him see what my qualifications are?"
Upon hearing this, the man in green shirt was furious. He drew his sword from behind, then jumped into the courtyard and stood opposite Fang Bing: "Don't think that you..."
When he spoke, Fang Bie had already drawn his sword.
Draw your sword, jump forward, slash, and jump back.
The four movements are completed in one go.
Then sheath the sword.
Opposite Fang Bie, the man in green shirt was cut off by Fang Bie's sword, and his whole body was instantly cut off and hit against the pine tree in the courtyard.
The white snow fell from the pine trees, covering him almost like a snowman.
But the physical pain was secondary, and the most incredible thing was the shock in my heart.
He was addicted to it and studied at Bailu Academy for twelve years. Now he is the senior disciple of the academy. His literary talent and martial arts are all top-notch candidates. Although he has never traveled in the world, he also plans to directly take the imperial examination and become an official in the future to help the world.
But he never expected that he would be directly slashed away by the opponent's sword, and he was not even qualified to fight for a round.
Just now he was questioning the other party's qualifications to challenge his mentor.
Now it seems that he has become the biggest joke.
After Fang Bie drew his sword, he put it away. After putting away his sword, he saluted and apologized to Bai Qian: "I made Dean Bai laugh."
"Brother Fang is merciful. It shows that he is kind in his heart. It is me, Bai, who should be grateful." Bai Qian sighed.
Fang Bie's sword blow just now was of course his qualification to challenge.
From Bai Qian's point of view, Fang Bie's sword skills were really lackluster, but he managed to do it flawlessly.
The strength, speed, and accuracy of this sword, even if Bai Qian were to imitate it, would not be better than anything else.
So Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie: "How long have you been practicing this sword, little brother Fang?"
Fang Bie smiled, shook his head and said, "Ten years."
"Ten years of sharpening a sword is indeed extraordinary. Little brother Fang can become famous as soon as he comes out of the world. I wonder how many people in the world can he do?" Bai Qian praised softly.
Fang Bie shook his head: "But this sword alone is not enough."
"That's why I dare to invite Dean Bai to accompany me to test the sword."
Don't get straight to the point and meander without delay.
Bai Qian looked at the commoner boy in the courtyard and finally sighed: "I heard that you have met Liu Pingye?"
Liu Pingye was the scholar swordsman who blocked Kong Wu in the mountains and forests. Although the power of the invisible sword was greatly reduced, his Ecstasy Palm was still very powerful and successfully injured Kong Wu.
Fang Bie nodded: "See you."
"At that time, he wanted to find the relic to cure his wife's illness, but he failed in the end."
"What an injustice, what an injustice." Bai Qian sighed and said, "If you ask me what love is in this world, I will teach you how to make love between life and death."
When Liu Pingye rebelled from Bailu Academy and finally chose to join Luo Jiao, he lost his awe-inspiring energy and fell into decline. However, even so, he still did not change his original intention.
"Everyone has their own choice, and of course, everyone has to pay the price for their choice." Fang Bie said quietly.
"Little brother, I think you are open-minded." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie: "So you came here this time to ask me to help you test the sword?"
"Yes." Fang Bie nodded.
"My Dean Jianbai also read it, but it's just the swordsmanship that I can use despite my low talent."
When Bai Qian heard this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You are not very talented, are you kidding me?"
Bai Qian has never seen another person in the whole world who can practice this sword to such an extent.
"Because I'm stupid." Fang Bie said honestly: "I calculated it myself before practicing swordsmanship. If I learn a set of swordsmanship, I can become proficient in it in one year, and then practice one set after another. Ten years later, I'm a second-rate swordsman at best."
Bai Qian couldn't help but nod.
Yes, it is very difficult for a person to become a second-rate swordsman after practicing swordsmanship for ten years.
There is currently only one person who can become a top-notch swordsman after practicing swordsmanship for ten years.
That person's name is Shang Jiuge.
"Since there is no hope in practicing one set after another, then we might as well just practice one sword."
"Anyway, only one sword is enough to kill someone."
Bai Qian laughed loudly after hearing this: "For someone who can endure only one sword practice for ten years, your strong character is rare in the world."
"Talent and other things are secondary."
"But this sword can't defeat Qin yet." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and said slowly.
"Why do you have to beat him?" Bai Qian asked back: "Qin is now over thirty, at the peak of his life. His martial arts skills are unparalleled, his mind, resourcefulness, and talent are all top choices. He can lie dormant for a long time. Incredible things."
"And if you and I remember correctly this year, I have just turned eighteen. It is very difficult to compete with the top figures in the martial arts after more than ten years of experience and skills."
"But what if I have to force it?" Fang Bi said without hesitation.
Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie: "He Ping is your master?"
Don't nod your head.
"Since He Ping is your master, why don't you try the sword with her?" Bai Qian asked.
"I'm afraid she will kill me." Fang Bie said quietly.
Then the young man paused for a moment and added: "I'm also afraid of killing her myself."
Both of them are skilled in killing people with swords.
It's easy for problems to arise if they are all murderous swords.
Fang Bie didn't even dare to practice with Shang Jiuge, let alone He Ping.
Bai Qian smiled: "So, you bullied the old man into being weak in his swordsmanship?"
Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and shook his head: "No, no."
"The Chunjiang Hua Yue Sword is the best in the world in terms of transformation, the best in the world in subtlety, and it is also the Shengren Sword. If you are looking for someone to test the sword, then Dean Bai is definitely the best candidate."
Bai Qian listened to Fang Bing's comments and praises, her expression remained calm: "Don't think that just because you praise me, I will try the sword with you."
"Why should I promise you?"
"How do I know you won't be the second Qin?"
"In other words, based on your age, you are the most terrifying person in the martial arts world today."
"Now you, if I fight to the death, I am no longer your opponent, let alone you want to go to the next level?"
Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian: "Shang Jiuge is a good friend of mine, Dean Bai should know."
"Shang girl only recognizes swords and not people. With a sword as strong as yours, of course she would be happy to make friends with you." Bai Qian retorted quietly: "It doesn't count."
"I killed Ning Huan." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and continued.
"Ning Huan brought trouble to the martial arts world and took refuge in Luo Jiao. He did anything in pursuit of martial arts immortality, and everyone in the world killed him." Bai Qian continued: "It's nothing remarkable."
"Then I'll kill Wang Zhi next." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and said.
"Wang Zhi is trying to ascend to the throne, destroying all living beings, and turning the water towns south of the Yangtze River into an endless hell. Killing him will benefit the world, but it will be of no use to me."
"Since I drew my sword, I have only killed those who killed me. I have never touched innocent people." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian and said softly: "There is more."
"If one day I really compete with He Qin in the future."
"I won't kill him."
When these words came out, Bai Qian's expression finally became a little moved.
"Why?" Bai Qian asked.
"There are some things in this world that only he can do."
"There are some things in this world that only I can do." Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian.
Snowflakes fall quietly.
"Only in this way can I have a chance to kill the person I want to kill the most."
"But the problem is, he is far more powerful than Qin."
Bai Qian sighed.
"who's that person?"
"Can't say." Fang Bie replied immediately.
"Is there anyone in this world that I can't talk about?" Bai Qian asked.
"Of course there are people in this world who can't be talked about." Fang Farewell said.
"Then let me ask you, why do you have to kill him?" Bai Qian asked, "Didn't you just say that?"
"You only kill people who want to kill you."
"At least now, that person doesn't want to kill you. Not only does he not want to kill you, but he also wants to treat you as a guest and fight for him."
"Because the world would be better off without that person." Fang Bie said.
"I think it will be worse." Bai Qian looked at Fang Farewell and said.
"If there is a person who does not regard living beings as living beings and does not regard all things as all things."
"Treat the world as your own, and mass produce it as a private treasury."
"Take and seize, do whatever you want, those who obey others will prosper, and those who go against others will perish."
Fang Bie looked at Bai Qian in the snow: "Should such a person be killed?"
"To accept the country's filth is to be the master of the country; to accept the country's misfortune is to be the king of the world." Bai Qian looked at Fang Bie: "It is true to say the opposite."
The two people said seemingly unrelated things, but in the end they did mean the same thing.
Bai Qian looked at Fang Farewell and let out a long sigh.
"I don't know how to convince you."
"But anyway, let's talk with swords first."
Saying this, Bai Qian jumped lightly from the corridor into the snow-covered courtyard.
He gently stretched his hand, and the snow-white sword on his back was automatically unsheathed, and then fell into Bai Qian's hand.
"The sword's name is Hanguang." Bai Qian said simply.
He faced him with his sword.
