Chapter 1747 Chapter 325: Difference

The spring breeze is triumphant, and I see Chang'an flowers in one day.

When the sword-bearing boy had just embarked on the journey, all he heard in his ears were ridicule and ridicule, but when he returned on Xu's boat, all he heard was a smiling face in praise of Tong Shengfang.

These people laughed so happily, brighter than flowers, but Yang Fan couldn't be happy.

Because he couldn't see a little bit of truth in these smiles.

What made him even more depressed was the attitude of those Xu family masters.

This time, accompanying Yang Fan back were the great sword masters and disciples of the major sword schools in Yingcheng, all of whom he admired most.

But these people's attitude towards him was very strange, and the respectfulness was terrifying.

But when he asked these people about swordsmanship, their answers were amazing.

"Not yet time."

Yang Fan didn't know when it was time, but he couldn't stand the atmosphere on the ship more and more, so he practiced boxing on the deck most of the time.

Only when practicing boxing can make him less upset.

But the young people's actions to restrain their minds and horses have a different meaning at this time.

He heard the murmurs of others while dining on more than one occasion. The object of the discussion was him. His words were mostly good words such as "honor or disgrace", "must become great", and "extraordinary spirit".

These praises can't be said to be flattery. If you change the environment, Yang Fan might really believe it.

But what kind of people are on this ship, it's more than enough to just pull out someone to be his swordsmanship teacher.

People looked as usual, but this one could not stand it anymore.

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In the vigorous excess, people's memory becomes short-lived and attention is not so long.

It's like in the Lingjiang Middle Region at this time, new buildings are completed every day, and new rumors are heard every day. In such a place, it is difficult for the public to pay attention to something for too long.

Even if this matter was such a major event as the Wushuang Inner Courtyard disciple went to Yuanzhou to invite Xu's Holy Land.

After all, in everyone's eyes, this was an impossible task, and it was the dean's deliberate attempt to make things difficult.

At the beginning, there were people who gloated at misfortune, people who watched jokes, and people who pityed, but in the past month or so, these strong feelings have faded, leaving only a vague impression.

Everyone is working hard for a better life for themselves, because at this time Xiling, gold everywhere, especially under the protection of the Wushuang Code, ordinary craftsmen no longer need to worry about working hard to make wedding dresses for others, which is extraordinarily done. Hard work.

Those who ran fast enough only heard the wind in their ears. Just when everyone was about to forget the sword-bearing youth, the name Yang Fan appeared in front of them again.

Who could have imagined that in just two months of effort, Yang Fan actually invited Yingcheng Ten Swordsmen to Xiling.

At this moment, the people in Xiling were all crazy.

What is the concept of Yuanzhou Xu Clan? This is the most respected sacred place in Xihe and the uncrowned king of martial arts researchers.

A Tiannan monument, a "Analysis of Spiritual Power", truly unlocked the mystery of martial arts.

The Xu family was willing to set up a dojo in Xiling, but it was more shocking than the dojo of Xuanjizong.

Especially the aboriginals of Wushuang City who claim to be the liege of the lord, the pride in their hearts will overflow.

At first, Chixia Mountain was just a poor mountain city. Although it has the reputation of the Crystal City, no one in Lingjiang waits to see them.

But since the dean came and changed the castle into an academy, Chixia Mountain suddenly walked up.

At first, the residents only thought that Wushuang City set up a college to cheat some free repairs from casual repairs and to cheat some intelligence fees from wind media.

Later, it was discovered that after studying Xihe Sanxiu, they all regarded their home here as sacred worship, and even more directly called Chixia Mountain as the new martial arts holy land in Longzhou.

When in person, these followers did not dare to admit this title. The Martial Arts Holy Land was a joke, but there was more or less joy behind it.

But today, dozens of sects in Xihe have set up flags in Xiling City, and even the Xu family of Yuanzhou has not traveled far to set up the dojo.

Standing on the bridge connecting the two banks of the Lingjiang River, looking to the south of the city, dozens of sects' flags are flying, and looking to the north of the city, they are sacred heavenly sects like Xuanjizong and Xu's dojo.

But whether you are in the south or north of the city, as long as you look up, you can see the shining crimson crystal temple on the top of Chixia Mountain.

At this time, denying that he is a martial arts sacred place would be too modest.

The aborigines of Wushuang City, who were waving their shovel, transported the sludge to fly, looked at the flourishing Xiling City and the Crystal Palace on Chixia Mountain, and spit on the palm of their hand.

Our Chixia Mountain is the martial arts holy land in Longzhou!

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Wushuang Academy Back Mountain

"At this time, you should accept everyone's cheers in Xiling, or return home to meet your family."

Tang Luo smiled and said to the anxious young man: "If it were me, it would definitely be arranged like this."

"Master, stop making fun of."

The overwhelmed Yang Fan smiled bitterly: "The disciples still know how many catties are in their hearts."

As he said, the young man respectfully took the Peace Sword from his back, held his hands flat and raised his head and said: "Tui'er is here to return the Divine Sword."

"You don't like it?"

"like very much."

"Is that dissatisfied with Vaillant?"

"very satisfied."

"Since I like it and I am satisfied, why do you want to return it?"

Tang Luo didn't take the sword, but smiled nonchalantly.

"The person who owns this sword is a perfect Wushuang inner courtyard disciple. Brother Mi once said that people or things that are too perfect are fake."

The young man held the sword and said, "Since the task has been completed, the disciple thought, it should be time to practice well."

Tang Luo looked at the young man in front of him, with an inconceivable expression of appreciation in his eyes.

It's easy to give up two words, but there are still a few people who can do it in the real fame and fortune.

Right now is the most beautiful time for young people, but they can return the sword and sink their hearts to practice.

"Mi Bai did not misunderstand the person."

Tang Luo stretched out his hand to take the Sword of Peace. With the withdrawal of the Eight Principles of Spiritual Power, the shining Sword of Peace had become ordinary again: "Now, you can practice Xu's "The Supreme Sword of Heaven" In addition, since the Pingshi Sword was given to you, you don’t have to return it. If you like it, you can carry it on your back. If you don’t like it, put it at home."

Seeing the Pingshi Sword in his hand changed, Yang Fan suddenly tasted it: "Master, if the disciple doesn't return the sword, will he not learn Xu's sword skills?"

"Don't be so pessimistic."

Tang Luo smiled and waved his hand and said, "Xiu is definitely able to practice Xu's swordsmanship. The difference is only the difference between the basic swordsmanship and the general outline of cultivation. The difference is not big.

(End of this chapter)