"How come someone suddenly came from the three emperors so far away?"

Jun Ruoshui asked out the doubts in his heart.

"It seems like I'm just here to take a look, and I don't know the specifics." Bai Jie didn't understand the inside story.

Jun Ruoshui nodded and said to himself: I wonder if there will be people from the Heavenly Sword Holy Land?

The old man said that after he went back, he would inform the people of the throne of the world, and he didn't know what the situation was now.

"By the way, Ruoshui, I have something to give you." Bai Jie suddenly smiled, took out a booklet from his arms, and said, "This is the third-grade sword technique I have obtained in previous years, look."

Jun Ruoshui's eyes lit up, swordsmanship!

For ten years, Gu Lao only taught him the basic nineteen stances, and he had never seen swordsmanship.

He didn't care about it and reached out to take it.

The Sword Technique of the Gufeng!

He opened and looked at it, and immediately became interested. This was exactly what he needed now!

When Gu Lao left, he also said that he could get in touch with swordsmanship, but he didn't expect it to come!

Ancient people once said that all sword techniques in the world have changed from the nineteen basic styles, but with more artistic conception and routines, he will practice the basics to the realm of transformation, so any sword techniques in the world will become easy to understand.

He looked around briefly and suddenly realized that what the ancient said was not false. Just as he evolved in his mind, he had already mastered this sword technique!

"Thank you, Uncle Bai!" Jun Ruoshui smiled with a fist and said, "I really need this thing, I have recorded this love!"

"Well, why are you?" Bai Jie waved his hand.

He attaches great importance to Jun Ruoshui's potential. Although he is the number one martial arts person in Wangyue City, he has only reached the Hedan realm, and may stop here in his life.

But in Jun Ruoshui, he saw infinite potential, which is unlimited in the future!

Bai Jie glanced at Bai Yuyan with his eyes on the side. At this time, he was secretly looking at Jun Ruoshui, and he sighed.

Originally, he planned to match Jun Ruoshui and Bai Yuyan, but according to his observation, the boy was doting and caring for his daughter, but he had no affection and was treated like a sister.

This marriage is probably unlikely.

I don’t know that in name, Jun Ruoshui at this time already had a fiancée...

After saying goodbye to the two, Jun Ruoshui came to Wangyue Academy again, which attracted the attention of a group of people.

He found the mentor, told the other party about his own thoughts, and agreed to see the king again.

According to convention, he wanted to go with the academic institution and his group, so he came here to say something.

All the things that should be explained have been explained, and he is waiting for something now.

Swordslave.

Since he returned from the mountaintop, he had already asked his father to go to the blacksmith shop to make the scabbard, and he would probably get it tomorrow.

In the evening, in the backyard, Jun Ruoshui began to practice the sword technique of the lonely peak.

There are thirteen sword techniques in Gufeng, and the sword is extremely dangerous, just like the lonely peak that is independent in the world, making people feel chilled, and the secret flaws all over their bodies seem to be seen through.

After practicing it in his mind, he had already vaguely experienced the state of mind that could not be described in words.

The bright moon was hanging high, Jun Ruoshui was wearing a blue shirt, holding the Qingfeng sword in his hand, and the sword light shone.

Perhaps it was an illusion. Gradually, his sword revealed the arrogant temperament of being able to be on the top of the mountain and looking at the small mountains. It was clearly standing in front of you, but it seemed to be on a very distant lonely peak. The difficult distance was almost like vomiting blood.

After the twelve swords passed, Jun Ruoshui's eyes were like lightning, piercing through the void, and his body suddenly jumped up, as if he was rushing down from the peak. A sword light flashed, and the sword Yuan broke out from the Qingfeng sword. A terrible sword mark three inches deep and three feet long was drawn on the ground, clean and neat, and cruel martial arts!

After calming down the sword, Jun Ruoshui murmured to himself, saying, "This Gufeng sword technique is not like an ordinary third-grade martial art. It contains profound artistic conception and has exceeded the original range."

After practicing it several times, Jun Ruoshui has already mastered this set of Gufeng sword techniques in his heart, and has also comprehended the artistic conception contained in it, and his talent is extremely high.

He himself is not very clear about his own swordsmanship talent, only the ancient, mysterious old man can understand it.

"The basic nineteen styles are really mysterious and all-encompassing. Maybe I can use this to create a sword technique of my own in the future."

It was not until he practiced swordsmanship that Jun Ruoshui understood the power of the nineteen basic styles. When practicing swordsmanship, he was like a fish in water without any obstacles.

There was no one at night, and Jun Ruoshui began to practice the Gufeng sword technique again. At the same time, the sword element in his body surged, and the sword movement was moving on his own, and he worked on both sides.

The second day.

"Dad, mom, don't worry, we will meet you."

Outside the door of Jun’s house, Jun Ruoshui said goodbye to his parents. The Qingfeng Sword was already behind his back, and the scabbard was black, which was very compatible with the Qingfeng Sword.

Junhe and Chu Yuqin bid farewell to him, and Wang Zong was also here. The fat man had a happy face, but he rarely smiled and always looked deep. He believed and obedient to Jun Ruoshui.

"Brother Jun, let's see you all." The fat man hugged Jun Ruoshui.

"See you in the capital!"

Tied the package prepared by his parents behind him, Jun Ruoshui nodded to his parents, then stepped on the horse that Junhe prepared for him and headed towards the west gate.

Amid all kinds of greetings, Jun Ruoshui came to the West City Gate, and Bai Jie and Bai Yuyan were waiting here.

"Uncle Bai, Yu Yan." As soon as he dismounted, he greeted the two of them. Jun Ruoshui smiled and said, "Go back."

"Be careful." Bai Jie smiled and said, "I'm waiting for you to shine in the competition."

"Brother Ruoshui, we all see each other." The little girl was depressed.

"See you in the capital! You are here!"

Jun Ruoshui took a horse and whipped it, quickly passed through the West City Gate, and disappeared on the official road outside the city.

"It's unlimited..." Bai Jie looked at the direction where Jun Ruoshui disappeared, sighing very much.

"Brother Ruoshui is so simple, don't be fascinated by others along the way." The little girl said worriedly.

Bai Jie looked at her funnyly, "You think others are simple?"

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After rushing for thirty miles, Jun Ruoshui took out the map, looked at it, and whispered: "The first city is Shan Rucheng."

There is probably a distance of about forty miles.

Arrival this afternoon.

Suddenly, he saw a wine shop next to the woods ahead.

This is a place where people who are rushing to rest, and most of them are businessmen or gangsters.

When it approaches, Jun Ruoshui gets off the horse and plans to take a break.

As he approached, he found that there were many carriages and goods parked outside the restaurant. There were dozens of people in the restaurant, all wearing black and red robes. Most of them were middle-aged men, with only three women.

At this time, their noisy chat also came to Jun Ruoshui's ears.

"Mom, I heard that the Kuaidao Masan offended the lord of Zuihua City. Now he has defected to Yuluo Mountain, but we should not let us meet him!"

"What are you afraid of? Our Mr. Han's sword technique is not vegetarian!"
Chapter completed!