Hsu Fengnian took a few steps and turned around to send off the man, the pot, and the wooden sword as they walked across the Long Dike. Blue Bird stood there gracefully. Lü Qiantang had a solemn expression, but he was full of doubts. In the end, he could not guess the identity of the poor and pedantic young man. Given the wealth of Hsu Fengnian on the Long Dike, which was second only to the current Emperor, it could be said that he was surrounded by nobles. The Dongyue swordsman had seen the liveliness of Beiliang Palace in the first month of the Lunar New Year. Those officials who enjoyed the shade under the big tree of the King of Beiliang could be said to be all feudal officials. When they met His Royal Highness, they had to put on an attentive smile on their faces. Lü Qiantang vaguely felt that the man with the wooden sword came from a humble background, but he did not dare to believe it. Or rather, he did not want to believe it. To this Beiliang servant, he would rather have Hsu Fengnian be a master who had no shrewdness or shrewdness. That way, it would be easier to serve him. One Xu Dazhuguo was enough for him to not dare to breathe. If Hsu Fengnian was an ambitious fellow with great talent and bold vision, then being in the king's company was like being in the company of a tiger. Today, he had provoked the King of Jing An. Tomorrow, would it be the King of Guangling's turn? The day after tomorrow? How many years could Lü Qiantang, who still had a great pursuit of the way of the sword, live to practice the sword?
Walking back to the inn with Blue Bird, Hsu Fengnian asked and answered his own question, "Wen Hua did not want to see Li Chungang, but if I mention the name of the old God of Swords, don't you think that kid will regret it? Even if I want to roll on the ground, I will still leave. This is where I am not as good as Wen Hua. He always knows what he cannot do and does it. Back then, every time there was a martial arts competition for a spouse, he would eagerly go up the arena. When the other chivalrous men jumped up, he had to obediently walk up the stairs. He pretended to be thick-skinned, but in his heart, he cared more than anyone else about those supercilious looks. But no matter how many times he was beaten off the arena, he would still go up the stage whenever he had the chance, just to be able to exchange moves with others. But in the end, I did not see him return what he learned. Why bother? "
While he was talking to himself, Jiang Ni and the old God of Swords just happened to be out sightseeing at the Thin Goat Lake. Hsu Fengnian kindly threw a smile at them, but no one paid him any attention. After returning to the inn, Hsu Fengnian ate his breakfast and hid in his room to pick out the moves from the martial arts manuals in his mind. They were all the essence of the top secret manuals such as the "Greenwater Pavilion Sword Training Manual" and the "Whale Killing Sword". Originally, it would be best to have Li Chungang to guide him in this kind of technical work. With Hsu Fengnian's little experience, he was far from being able to give advice. But even with his knees, he knew that the old God of Swords, who dared to criticize the "Outline of a Thousand Swords" as worthless, would not even bother to move his mouth. Sigh, if only White Fox's face was by his side. However, on the ship, Li Chungang had taught Hsu Fengnian a mysterious way of flicking the sword. He explained the sword moves and sword aura in simple terms, which had already benefited Hsu Fengnian greatly. Originally, he was like an idiot who had a mountain of treasures in front of him. After picking and choosing, he finally knew what to do. Yu Youwei carried Wu Meiniang and knocked on the door. After Blue Bird opened the door, she said that she wanted to go sightseeing. Hsu Fengnian did not stop her and instructed Shu Xiu and Lü Qiantang to be her attendants. When Yu Youwei saw that Hsu Fengnian had no intention of going out, her expression became gloomy and her interest was somewhat reduced. Hsu Fengnian saw this and did not change his original intention. Jiang Ni did not have time to study, so Hsu Fengnian had Blue Bird go to the bookcase and pick out a few secret manuals. Among them, there was a secret manual on spear techniques called "Arm Sutra", which was rumored to be written by the "horse-racing spear" Wu Kuang. The reason why Hsu Fengnian was particularly interested in it was because Li Chungang had occasionally mentioned it. The old Sword God took a few glances and asserted that this book was a secret record of the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu's experience when he was young. However, after he became famous, he found it vulgar and refused to admit it. Thus, he used the name of his direct disciple, Wu Kuang. When Hsu Fengnian flipped through the book, he saw that Blue Bird's expression was abnormal. He asked, "Do you know Wu Kuang?"
Hsu Fengnian was just asking casually. Unexpectedly, Blue Bird nodded her head.
Wang Xiu was one of the four grandmasters who were equally famous as Li Chungang. At that time, he was known as the world's number one spear art. His junior brother was now Xu Xiao's personal guard. Other than taking in Wu Kuang as his disciple, his most prized disciple, Chen Zhibao, had surpassed his master. It was rumored that he had died under the spear of a villain. However, for some unknown reason, Wang Xiu's weapon, the Instant Spear, had never appeared in the world after this grandmaster's death. Perhaps it was because Chen Zhibao's betrayal of his master was too unpopular, or perhaps it was because he wore a white robe and carried a sword all year round. It seemed that no one had ever taken this rumor seriously. When Chen Zhibao finished his apprenticeship, he was only in his early twenties. Even Wang Xiu was not as strong as Wang Xianzhi. The older he got, the more immortal he looked. However, Chen Zhibao was indeed worthy of being Wang Xiu's disciple. Just like Wang Xiu's cold and murderous spear art, he pressed forward courageously on the battlefield, leaving no way out for himself or his enemy. However, even with Hsu Fengnian's identity, he had never seen Chen Zhibao's spear art. In his impression, this villain, who seemed to be in love with his second sister, Xu Weixiong, only knew how to ride a white horse and wear a white robe. He was very amiable to everyone. Usually, he was gentle and kind like a Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering.
Hsu Fengnian was puzzled. "Have you guys fought before?"
Blue Bird shook her head. Hsu Fengnian saw that it was hard for her to say, so he didn't ask anymore. Even though he was extremely curious, he held back his curiosity. Ever since he was young and saw her being led by his mother, he only knew that she was called Blue Bird. After that, he never probed further. He was so used to it that he thoughtlessly forgot that as long as one was a person, they would have a surname and a name. For example, the maidservant's name was Hong Musk. Hsu Fengnian also knew that she was called Song Xiaofeng. As for whether Blue Bird was her real name or just a nickname, Hsu Fengnian really didn't know. After returning from his travels, he learned that Wutong Garden was not a small pool where one could see the bottom at a glance. The maidservants were not simple vases without any stories. However, when it came to Blue Bird, Hsu Fengnian selfishly hoped that she was just Blue Bird, the girl that his mother had brought over to be his childhood sweetheart.
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