But several times in the world.

I'm afraid that Dugu Feng is the only one who can make fun of him like this...

Fifty-level Liangyi Sword Technique!

I don’t know if Zhang Sanfeng is as tall as him?

Ignoring Yang Guo's jokes, after putting down the sword, Lan Li patted his shoulder:

"Learn hard. If you can learn one or two of the Grand Master Dugu, it will be enough for you to break the realm."

"Brother Lan..."

After being taught by Lan Li like this, Yang Guo touched his head a little embarrassedly:

"It's not that I don't have to learn it carefully, it's because my master's sword is too difficult to understand. I'm stupid, but I can't learn it."

"Then just learn the sword that is cut every month!"

"ah???"

"It's good if you learn that sword, the rest are all fur."

While speaking, Lan Lixuan glanced at Dugu Feng beside her.

In exchange for Dugu Feng’s “unobstructed” statement.

If her sword was so studious, she would no longer be regarded as a "liar" in Xiangyang City over the years.

As for Lan Li's words that asked Yang Guo to only learn the "one sword", Dugu Feng didn't care about it.

Say she only knows one sword?

Oh!

That sword is so easy to learn?

While talking, Dugu Feng seemed to have thought of something and pulled out the sword from his waist.

One draw.

One stroke.

Slash at the sky casually.

A sword light with extreme light and darkness was thrown into the sky by her.

Destroy the air.

Break through the road to clouds.

It's like a meteor breaking through the sky.

It has been disappearing at the end of the eyes...

"I name this sword as Killing Cangsheng.

If you learn it.

You can claim to the outside world that I, Dugu Feng, are my disciples."

After the words came to an end, Dugu Feng looked at the long sword that had already appeared in his hand, and with some dissatisfaction he took it back into the scabbard.

"Remember, I'll ask your father to give you a good sword next month."

Yang Guo: "..."

Learn a ghost!!!

It depends on you just throwing it at random, how can I learn it???

His heart was almost collapsed, and Yang Guo looked at Lan Li with help:

"Brother Lan..."

"Uh, don't look at me, it's not that I want to learn."

To be honest, Lan Li didn't see clearly how Dugu Feng did it just now!

Sudden!

Too sudden!

There is no sign of warning when drawing the sword, and no fluctuations in the qi are generated, just like eating and drinking water!

How to learn this thing?

What the hell know!!!

These two people were still in a state of confusion, but Dugu Feng was a little impatient:

"Okay, I've talked about gossip, you guys have read it, so just hurry up and talk about the serious matter!"

"I see...."

After being scolded by the master, Yang Guo said to Lan Li with a bitter face:

"Brother Lan, this time I came here mainly because my father wanted to inquire about when Wudang Mountain would be closed."

"Hmm? Why is your father asking this?"

"Don't you want to send me to Wudang to learn martial arts..."

"You? I don't have much hope..."

"Look at what you said, Brother Lan, Guo'er doesn't ask for such achievements as you. Just get involved in the identity of a Wudang disciple.

Let’s talk about it.

Just when Wudang had not closed the mountain last year, the elders of Wudang told my father that they could accept me as their disciple..."

It seemed that he felt despised, Yang Guo said a lot.

Lan Li was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"Elder? Take you as your disciple? Who?"

As far as he knew, on Wudang Mountain, there were only the disciples of the Seven Heroes who were admitted to the house. What went down was just the true teachings taught by the cluster.

But it's among the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Song Yuanqiao is no longer accepting disciples.

Yu Lianzhou had no intention of accepting disciples.

His own master...Lan Li never heard him say he wanted to accept disciples, saying that he was a useless man who was afraid of misleading his children.

besides.

The fifth uncle Zhang Cuishan died ten years ago, the sixth uncle Yin Liting died in the battle in Guangming, and the seventh uncle Mo Shenggu was still in a coma when Wudang closed the mountain.

So, is it Zhang Songxi, the fourth uncle of the army?

Lan Li was still thinking about it in her mind.

Who would have thought that Yang Guo’s next sentence was stunned by what he said:

"It's Elder Feng from Wudang..."

"who?"

"Elder Feng, who has no blood in one sword..."

"Feng Xifan?"

"Yes! It's him..."

Yang Guo seemed quite happy to hear Feng Xifan's name from Lan Li.

And the opposite.

Lanli narrowed her eyes.

After getting confirmed from Dugu Feng.

Lan Li rubbed her forehead and looked at Yang Jiao again:

"In addition to your position, my many uncles and uncles in Wudang also have the intention of selecting the best students from other wealthy families in Xiangyang City?"

"Brother Lan, how do you know?"

"That's it?"

"Yes, the Bo family, the Chen family, the Zhang family, the Yu family... Anyway, the families in the city are asking when Wudang will reopen the mountain gate..."

While speaking, Yang Guo scratched his head embarrassedly:

"So too, my father. Now everyone is waiting for Wudang to open up, and the elders of Wudang fulfill their promise to include disciples!"

Lanli: "..."

So, did the people in the mountain gate make all arrangements long before the mountain was closed?

It was just a disturbance by the demon star's arrival in the world?
To be continued...