The man with a beard on his face took the snake gallbladder and turned to look at Qi Yufeng.

Qi Yufeng has had close contacts with Tian Shuyan these days, and gradually felt that it was nothing special to interact with these ancient people.

So he hurried over, bowed and gave him a polite approach.

The big man looked at him and felt that although his actions were a little reckless, he was righteous. So he smiled and said, "Meeting each other is fate. Brother, do you believe me?"

Qi Yufeng looked up at the man. Although his clothes were a bit sloppy and quite frosty, he was tall, with a wide nose and mouth, and his eyes were bright and bright and sharp. He looked around and had a curly beard, which added more dignity.

He couldn't help but admire him and immediately said, "Why don't I believe it?"

The big man smiled, raised his hand and carried a jar of white wine, removed the mud seal, threw the bloody snake gall into the wine jar, shook it slightly, and then handed it to Qi Yufeng and said, "Come on, drink it all."

Qi Yufeng was speechless. Since he was about to go to college, he heard that the northeastern land was very strong, far better than the inner city. It was because of the bitter and cold land. Everyone needed to drink to keep warm. After a long time, they developed a habit and could not be changed until hundreds of years later.

But no matter what, he didn't expect that after he got here, the first person he saw Tian Shuyan was drunk with a wine gourd, which was already exaggerated enough. And this person's skills even cut through the sky, and he actually brought the wine jar!

Qi Yufeng looked embarrassed and couldn't help but hesitate.

Seeing that he was unhappy, the big man wanted to arouse him, so he raised his hands and asked, "Do you dare?"

Qi Yufeng, a typical Shandong personality, was the most stubborn. Hearing this, he immediately said, "What's there to dare!" He took the wine jar and drank it down.

This jar of wine was measured in modern times, with a total of two or three liters. Qi Yufeng drank it one sip after another for five or six minutes. He was angry and did not waste his clothes like the ancients who drank wine on TV in later generations. Instead, he drank every drop of wine into his stomach.

As soon as the wine jar fell, the big man smiled and said, "Okay, Hu really did not see the wrong person!" He held Qi Yufeng's hands and shook them off twice, dissolving his burp.

Qi Yufeng endured the severe pain of his stomach exploding, and while he was still calm, he asked the last question: "Why just drink a jar?"

The big man smiled and said, "The first time I brewed this blood gallbladder wine is to increase my strength and unblock the meridians. This is the first time I have encountered the snake gall like this. I think it is enough to match your hard work for three or five years. If Xiao Fei did not help me today, even if I kill the snake, the poisonous fog is everywhere near it, I will not be able to get this fresh snake gallbladder... Alas, little brother!"

In the last sentence, I found that Qi Yufeng was shaking and had fallen to the ground.

After a while, Qi Yufeng slowly opened his eyes, but found that he had returned to his thatched hut.

When I turned over and got up, I found that the big man was sitting in the yard, fiddling with the meat strips on the barbecue rack.

Seeing him awake, he couldn't help but turn his head and smile: "Is it still a habit to live here?"

Qi Yufeng suddenly felt a sense of intimacy and immediately drooled: "There is nothing else to eat except meat and wild vegetables. There are wild animals in this mountain. When I come here occasionally, I am worried and bitten by mosquitoes. It is really painful."

The man looked at him for a long time before bowing and asked, "But I don't know who the little brother is? Why is he dressed... so weird?"

Seeing him standing up, Qi Yufeng hurriedly made a "please" position and asked the man to sit down. He also sat on the wooden stake. Qi Yufeng said, "I am a Shandong person. Now I am the only one in the family. My younger brother has sued for a lawsuit and was framed again. He looks so strange. I escaped by chance, but I have no choice but to hide here."

The man said with a "oh" and said, "I visited you in these days. I saw my little brother practicing swords. Is there a great number of martial arts masters? I wonder who taught me?"

Qi Yufeng smiled bitterly and said, "My family is not prosperous, and this sword technique has been cut off. I have also gradually figured out the sword recipe from my family. "

The man couldn't help but sighed softly when he heard this, "He is also a person with a miserable life." He felt melancholy, as if he was pitying himself. He pondered for a while and said, "I think my brothers' character should be unfair, and their conversations are even more different from ordinary people. I don't know if it should be said or not."

Before Qi Yufeng could speak, the man continued, "Your sword technique is the only one I have seen in my life. I believe that after twenty years of practice, you will be able to roam the world and be invincible. My brothers are angry today, and they are hidden deep in the mountains and forests. When they rise up in the future, remember not to kill them to vent their hatred today."

Qi Yufeng smiled: "Just live a peaceful life. If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend others." He thought to himself, it is best to add pigs, bears, snakes and other creatures.

When the man heard this, "If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend me. Brother said this very well. I'll watch you serve flowers and grass, build houses in fences, and do these miscellaneous things every day. It's a calm person. Just now, I'll be willing to be a polite person. I'll be willing to be forgiven."

Qi Yufeng thought to himself that this man's beard is like iron, his hair is messy, and his speech is gentle, which is also a miracle.

He replied, "I am a man who is fun and can't concentrate, so I went to take care of those things and called me a joke."

The man shook his head: "That's better, that's better." He seemed to be thinking about something in his heart, and did not look up at Qi Yufeng. He was dressed like a bandit, but he was very kind in his mouth. Qi Yufeng felt a little uncomfortable.

The man stood there for a while and continued, "I have always been proud of both swords and swords. I dare not say that the world is invincible. Until today, the world can beat me. I am afraid that there are only a few people. When I saw my little brother's sword skills that day, I was amazing. I occasionally looked at him when I passed by. Don't blame me, brother."

Qi Yufeng smiled and said, "Brother, where do you say anything? My sword skills are shallow. I have always hoped that everyone will give me some advice. It is a great honor for you to come here."

The man smiled and said, "I'm not actually for you. My residence is only one day away, but if someone comes to visit, I always have to find out what it is."

Qi Yufeng heard that this man was extremely good at swords and swords, almost invincible in the world, and his heart was surging, so he bowed and asked, "My family is unfortunate, and he has declined to this point, and only one swordsman is left. I am stupid and ask the hero to guide the secret realm."

The man shook his head and said, "Your martial arts is not easy to obtain. I just took a few glances that day, and there was no intention of spying. You can rest assured that your swordsmanship will be far above me in the future. Do not belittle yourself, so as not to pity yourself and exhale a sharp breath."

Qi Yufeng could not bear this opportunity, so he hurriedly said, "My martial arts are engraved on the stone wall over there. It's okay to practice it, but I'm grateful for my advice."

The man shook his head and said, "I only saw your sword technique three times that day. When I went back and tried it, I felt that it was of infinite use. It was better to tell you about my sword technique and the key points of sword technique. Everyone verified each other, and you would not suffer too much."

When Qi Yufeng heard this, he was overjoyed and nodded quickly and said, "It's great, very good."

The man hesitated for a long time before he made up his mind and said, "Okay, you can practice it first and let me open my eyes."

Qi Yufeng drew out his sword, like a little cold star, turning up and down, and he started practicing the sword technique in one stroke.

After the drill, Qi Yufeng put his sword in his hand and looked at the man. However, the man frowned and began to think hard.

After a while, the man pondered and said, "Actually, I should have seen your sword technique. It's just that fate has passed, and I only saw it for a rough time.

Qi Yufengqi said: "Where are you seeing the platform?"

The man said, "About ten years ago, I practiced swordsmanship on the bank of Tianchi, the main peak of Changbai Mountain..."

"At that time, I heard a long roar and saw someone dancing swords on the far shore. Unfortunately, the fog was everywhere and the people were too far away, so I only looked at it. The man saw me and walked away first. However, there was a name for this sword technique, but I knew it."

Qi Yufeng was shocked and said, "What name?"

"Changbai Sword Sutra." The man slowly uttered three words, with a solemn tone. "It is said that there is a place on Changbai Mountain called Changchun Valley. Among them, the four seasons are like spring, and flowers bloom all year round. There are immortals living in it, who never come out of the world, but the immortal is unwilling to be lonely. On Changbai Mountain, people who are destined to teach sword techniques occasionally choose people who are destined to teach them, and their name is called "Changbai Sword Sutra". Every time the sword sutra is born for thousands of years, there will be another hero in the world."

Qi Yufeng was shocked and couldn't help but stand up and shout, "Changchun...Changchun Valley! Not bad, it's here."

Seeing that his expression was very strange, the man thought to himself: "The young man's ancestor must have received the favor of Changchun Valley and passed on this sword technique. He must have seen the word Changchun Valley in his secret book. He came to Changbai Mountain to learn martial arts and arts. Or maybe he had come to Changbai Mountain recently, met the immortal, and learned the sword scriptures, so he refused to leave."

Qi Yufeng never expected that he had accidentally traveled through time for more than two hundred years, but he actually ran to a burial site of the sword scripture called Changchun Valley. He couldn't help but feel confused and filled with emotion.

The man said again: "The immortals' sayings are ultimately misty. I have lived on this mountain for twenty years, but I still don't know where the Changchun Valley is. Besides, this bitter and cold place in the northeast can really have a place like spring. I see that most of the legends are false words."

When Qi Yufeng heard this, he immediately bowed and said, "Yes, the sword technique I have learned should have some connection with this Changchun Valley. I came to search for it before and had something hidden before. I hope you can forgive me."

The man shook his head: "But when I look at your sword technique, I feel a little frivolous when it is solidified, but when it is light and sharp, I feel a little stagnant when it is light. For example, this chop and this pattern. You have hesitation in your heart, so that the sword technique cannot be rotated freely and can be sprinkled at will. In terms of sword technique, your foundation is far from stable enough."

Qi Yufeng blushed and said, "I have only learned this sword technique recently, and my skills are still weak. I have no guidance from a famous teacher."

"But in time, these things are fine." The man said while pondering: "Read the book a hundred times and you will see the meaning. When you practice it well, these should not be a problem, but you don't understand some sword moves deeply. If you practice them over time, you will inevitably go astray. By then, the sword posture is determined, and it will be too late to regret it. For example, your sword stirring and sword-pressing style, I have some experience to pass on to you.
Chapter completed!