Feng Ping thought that Ah-Dai was taboo about saying his teacher's name, so he didn't care. He smiled and said: "He is still a boy who respects trials and ethics. Yes, he is worthy of being a disciple of my Tiangang sect. Come, let's find a place to have a good talk."

Then, he took Ah-Dai’s arm and left.

Dumb didn't want to go with him, but Owen asked him not to be rude to the people of the Tiangang Sword Sect. In desperation, he had to be pulled by Feng Ping and followed him towards the back of the mercenary union.

Behind the mercenary union is a large martial arts performance field. Usually mercenaries without tasks will practice martial arts here. Walking into the martial arts performance field, many people are practicing their kung fu in the venue. When I see Feng Ping, many people

They would all call out Brother Feng or Captain Feng.

Feng Ping greeted everyone one by one, pulled him to the center of the martial arts field, and said: "Okay, let's stay here." He pulled out the big sword from behind with his backhand and said with a smile: "Since you can't tell your teacher's

I'll let my uncle guess the name. As long as I try a few moves of your Tiangang Sword Technique, I will definitely be able to guess which senior brother's disciple you are."

Dui stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do. He had just entered society, like a newborn baby who didn't understand anything.

Feng Ping said: "Draw out the sword! Let my uncle show you a few moves." As he said that, he held the sword with both hands, and a faint white light came out from the tip of the sword, which was full of fighting spirit.

Seeing that Feng Ping was born with vindictiveness, Ah-Dai felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart, as if Owen had come to life again and wanted to fight with him. Since his uncle said that he was from the Tiangang Sword Sect, the man in front of him should indeed be

His uncle, he drew out his Tiangang Sword with his backhand, and Ah-Dai said respectfully: "Uncle, please give me some advice." The scene of Owen pointing at him with a branch kept flashing in his mind, Ah-Dai's eyes were reddish, and he raised the Tiangang Sword with both hands.

, shouted loudly, and the fighting spirit surged out, with a ray of white light, just like the way it usually chops the waves, and suddenly swung down. The overwhelming momentum immediately made the red-haired man who followed him take a few steps back.

Feng Ping's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "What a momentum." He held the broad sword behind his back with both hands, and suddenly raised it, just in time to catch the edge of Ah-Dai's sword.

Ah-Dai felt the vitality in his body rolling out like ocean waves. The white fighting spirit suddenly produced faint ripples. With a "clang" sound, the two Tiangang Broad Swords collided in the air, and the shock force came. Ah-Dai

I couldn't help but take a step back. It felt like the martial uncle in front of me was not as powerful as Uncle Owen.

Feng Ping stepped back three steps in a row before he could stand up. He was horrified. What was contained in the Dumb Sword was the fighting spirit that the Tiangang Sword Sect was proud of. But what was different from him was that the sword struck by the child in front of him

He actually sent out three waves of fighting energy at the same time, and the intensity was not inferior to his own at all, and the depth of his skills seemed to be even higher than his own. As far as he knew, there was no senior brother who could train such an outstanding disciple. He used retreat to advance, and his whole body was filled with fighting energy.

It burst out, transformed into a rainbow, and suddenly pounced on Ah-Dai. It was exactly the move of the Tiangang Sword Technique: Changhong Pierces the Sun.

The exchange of moves just now greatly boosted Ah-Dai's confidence. He shouted again and struck out with the same sword, still using the simplest slash among the nine Tiangang Sword Techniques he had learned.

Feng Ping watched Ah-Dai's Tiangang Sword strike his own, but he was unable to change his move. For some reason, he felt that Ah-Dai's sword seemed to have blocked all angles around him, and he could only fight hard, bang, it was again

With a soft sound, Ah-Dai took a step back again, but at the same time he neutralized Feng Ping's move. Their fight immediately attracted a lot of mercenaries who were watching the fun. These mercenaries were all of a lower level and their kung fu was not high. They could only watch.

Cheers and excitement.

Feng Ping landed with his feet on the ground, his breath a little uneven. He dismissed the mercenaries around him, pulled Dui aside, and praised: "Good swordsmanship, boy, you must be the best among the fourth generation of our sword sect.

Tell me quickly, which senior brother taught you?"

Dui put the Tiangang Sword back into the big leather bag on his back, thought about it with his slow mind, and said, "I, I don't know the teacher's name either. He just taught me swordsmanship."

Feng Ping said: "Then tell me where your teacher is now." He thought that several senior brothers with more advanced martial arts were practicing in the sect. As long as the silly boy in front of him told him where his teacher was, he would definitely be able to guess it.

Find out which senior brother it is.

Ah-Dai's eyes turned red and he said: "My teacher, he, he is dead." Thinking of Owen's death, Ah-Dai couldn't help but feel sad, and tears flowed down.

Feng Ping was shocked in his heart and lost his voice: "What did you say?" He kept asking Ah-Dai questions. Ah-Dai had no choice but to describe Owen's appearance, but no matter how hard Feng Ping thought about it, he couldn't think of this.

Who is the dead brother? It seems that we can only wait until we return to the mountain to ask the master.

"Ah-Dai, how did your master die?"

Dui knew that he couldn't answer this question, so he hesitated for a long time before saying, "He was killed by a group of men in black. I don't know why, but before my teacher died, he asked me to wander on the mainland, so I ended up here."

"

Feng Ping patted Ah-Dai on the shoulder and said: "Okay, don't be sad. Let's do this. In a few days, you will come back to the mountain with me, and I will take you to see Grandmaster Tai. He will definitely uphold justice for your master."

.”

Dumb was stunned and thought, does his uncle still have a master? But he did not dare to ask, and said: "Uncle, I, I can't go back to the mountain with you now. The teacher asked me to do a few things before he died.

, I will go back with you after everything is done." What he wants to do most now is to register as a magician, and the other is to quickly return to the Forest of Psychedelics to see his teacher, Coris. If he follows

If Feng Ping goes to Tiangang Sword Sect, it will definitely waste a lot of time.

Feng Ping frowned and said, "Why is it so urgent? We have to do it immediately."

Ah-Dai lowered his head and said: "Uncle, please don't make things difficult for me. These are some of the master's private matters. Before he died, he specifically told me that I must do it as soon as possible."

Feng Ping sighed and said, "Okay then, you come with me." As he said that, he took Dumb into a small room behind the mercenary union. The Red Lion Mercenary Group where Feng Ping belonged was a member of the mercenary union.

The top mercenary group is quite famous on the mainland. He originally wanted to recruit Dumb into the group, but seeing his current appearance, he had to give up the idea.

Feng Ping took out a small cloth bag from the cabinet, handed it to Ah-Dai, and said: "Take it for the road. When you finish your master's work, come back here to find me. I'm usually here. Even if I'm not there, I'll be here within a month."

You must be back. At that time, I will take you back to the mountain. Be careful on the road, the mainland is not very peaceful now."

Dui held the heavy cloth bag. As a thief, he knew it was a bag of money just by touching it. "Uncle, thank you, but how can I ask for your money?"

Feng Ping's face darkened and he said: "Why are you so polite to Uncle Master? We are all a family and we should help each other. By the way, Dumb, don't you have a name?"

Ah-Dai shook his head and said, "Since I can remember, I have always been called Ah-Dai."

Feng Ping sighed: "You must have suffered a lot when you were a child. Dumb, although I only fought two moves with you just now, it seems that your fighting spirit is not weaker than mine. What level of practice have you reached now?

It seems that you are doing better than me in the important matter of life and death."

Ah-Dai scratched his head and said: "My Shengsheng Qi cultivation has reached the fourth level, it should be almost the fifth level."

Feng Ping was shocked. He had only cultivated Shengsheng Qi to the fifth level last year. This kid looked stupid, how could he progress so fast? You know, after passing the third level, Shengsheng Jue

Each level up is very difficult. Only one or two people of my master's generation have cultivated to the eighth level. Only my master has reached the highest level, the ninth level. When I was as old as the child in front of me, I had just entered the third level.

It's only the third level, and the master is already very satisfied.

"The fifth level is already very good. You have to work hard and you will definitely be able to expand the lintel of our Tiangang Sword Sect in the future."

Duan nodded and said: "Uncle Master, I will definitely do it." He had already thought about it, and after finding Teacher Goris, he would practice hard for a few years.

Feng Ping said: "Since you still have a lot of things to do, I won't keep you here. If we have a chance in the future, we can reminisce about the past together." Feng Ping had to send Ah-Dai out of the mercenary union before he stayed. When he was concerned,

Under the watchful eye, Ah-Dai did not dare to go directly to the Magician's Guild. Instead, he walked all the way, turned a corner and stayed for a long time before turning back. This was not because Ah-Dai was smart, but because he instinctively felt that Feng

Ping saw that there was always something wrong with him joining the Magicians Guild.

"Boy, you're in the wrong place." A deep voice sounded.

Dui had just walked into the gate of the Magician's Guild. He was still thinking about his enthusiastic uncle. He was startled when he heard this. He looked around and saw a huge magic six-pointed star painted on the ground in the middle of the lobby. On the front wall

There is a huge white wooden board with dozens of names written on it, sorted from high to low. The title at the top is Mage, with no name behind it and the word blank written on it. The title at the bottom is Great Magician, with a name at the bottom.

Below are the senior magicians, intermediate magicians and junior magicians. The junior magician has the most names. There is a counter under the wooden sign. In the entire lobby, there is only an old man wearing a yellow magic robe behind the counter.

The sound just now was obviously made by the old magician.

Dui scratched his head and asked tentatively: "Here, isn't this the Magician's Guild?"

The old magician was still sitting there and said: "Yes, this is the Magician's Guild. Please come back. No magician here is willing to be a mercenary."

Dumb was stunned. The old magician in front of him obviously thought he was a member of the mercenary group. He hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, I am not a mercenary. I am here to test the magician level and receive rewards.

"I finally found the Magician's Guild. I don't know what I will look like in a magic robe.

The old magician was stunned and said: "Are you kidding me? Do samurai also learn magic? It's really rare."

Dumb blinked and said, "Why can't warriors learn magic? Besides, I am indeed a magician! Uncle said, why am I already at the level of a junior magician?"

The old magician frowned. The boy in samurai attire in front of him didn't look like he was joking anymore, but since he was carrying the broad sword of the Tiangang Sword Sect on his back, he should be pretty good at martial arts! How could he possibly learn magic? Magic

Not everyone can learn it. You must have a high level of talent. I think after practicing for so many years, I am just a junior earth magician. Since I don’t have a noble title, I can only guard the door here. Look in front of me.

This kid is stupid, there is no way he can be stronger than him. He waved to Ah-Dai and said, "Come here."

Dui took a few steps forward and walked to the old magician. The old magician looked at him carefully and said, "No matter how I look at him, I think you look like a warrior. But since you are willing to accept the test, let's teach him first."

Just pay the test fee. If you pass the test, the fee will be returned to you. If you fail, the money will naturally belong to the union."

Dumb was stunned and lost his voice: "Does the test cost more? Why haven't I heard from uncle? How much does it cost?"

The old magician stretched out five fingers, shook them, and said: "Not much, just five gold coins."

Five gold coins, Dui counted on his fingers. One gold coin is ten silver coins, which is one hundred copper coins. One copper coin can buy two steamed buns, and those five gold coins can also buy a thousand steamed buns. A thousand steamed buns.

Ah? That’s enough for him to eat for several months. He couldn’t help but stuttered and said: “Uncle, yes, can you have less?”

The old magician snorted disdainfully and said, "Small? Why so little? There are regulations. If you don't have money, just leave as soon as possible. Come back when you have enough money."

Dui touched the money bag Feng Ping gave him just now, gritted his teeth, and took out the money bag. He hoped that there were silver coins in the bag. He should be able to barely make up the amount of five gold coins. He put the money bag on

On the table, he untied the rope buckle, looked at the old magician again, and opened the money bag. Once the money bag was opened, both Dumb and the old magician were stunned, because there was a bag full of gold coins in it.

Among them, there are seven or eight purple amethyst coins.

The old magician couldn't help but said: "Looking at your shabby outfit, I didn't expect you to be so rich."

Dumb didn't care about the amount of money. As long as he could take the magic test and become a magician, he would be satisfied to fulfill Owen's wish. He took out five rose gold coins and handed them to the old magician and said, "Can I take the test now?"

"

The old magician snorted and said, "I can't believe that you are so rich despite being so shabby. Well, just wait here." After saying that, he walked towards the back hall from a small door next to him.

After a while, the old magician and a blue-robed magician came out and said, "He is the branch president. Look at him in a warrior uniform, how could he be a magician?"

The blue-robed magician looked to be only about forty or fifty years old. Hearing this, he glared at the old magician and said, "Old Huang, you are getting more and more presumptuous now. Although we magicians are a noble profession, you are also
To be continued...