"Of course, that's praising Master Wang!"
Yan Fei smiled and passed them by, his eyes lingering on each of the three former partners. He knew that Mr. Ji and Lu Shanjun also paid a lot of attention to the three. At Yan Fei's current level, if it were ten years ago, he might have been arrogant about comparing himself with these three people, but now he can see the courage of each of them.
Among the nine people back then, Yan Fei was the most arrogant, and Lu Chengfeng was the one who paid the most attention to demeanor and appearance, but now appearance is no longer important.
After chatting and laughing for a while, the four of them looked quietly at the mountain below. After a moment of silence, Lu Chengfeng took off a wine gourd from his waist and took a sip. Then he handed the gourd to Du Heng, who took the gourd and drank a few sips before passing it to Wang Ke. Finally, the wine gourd was passed to Yan Fei, who drank it and threw it back to Lu Chengfeng.
"It is unknown whether the Zuo Li Sword Canon, created by Zuo Kuangtu, will cause a bloodbath in the martial arts world again if it is re-appeared in this way. However, with multiple Xiantian masters and martial arts forces guaranteeing it, it is at least better than a direct fight among the martial arts world."
"And the court has intervened. After all, my brother is here. However, they only sent my brother here, which shows the sincerity of the court."
After Du Heng finished speaking, Wang Ke just smiled and did not refute, which meant he admitted it. However, he still added a sentence at the end.
"I, Wang Ke, am not a pure official. I am also involved in the martial arts world. Since Brother Du mentioned the imperial court, I might as well speak frankly. Now, although Dazhen is not rich and powerful, it is at least thriving. Lord Yin is still strong and in good health, and he is as stable as Mount Tai in the imperial court. My presence will also prevent the villains from acting rashly."
Having said that, Wang Ke changed his tone and looked at Yan Fei on the side.
"Brother Yan, it's hard to say when you're not back, but now that you're back, and you're a person who has reached the Xiantian realm, then the Yan family has the best of both worlds. Should the Yan family fight for this secret book?"
Yan Fei looked at the children playing on the mountain path a little further away, and spoke after a moment of silence.
"I don't want the Zuo Li Sword Canon. I think even though I, Yan Fei, may not be as good as Zuo Li in his prime, I'm not worse than him!"
As soon as these words came out, the three people nearby felt a sense of heroism rising from Yan Fei, and the three people could also feel that Yan Fei was not lying, and immediately they valued Yan Fei even more.
"Yan is more interested in the Zuo family. Those children all have good roots."
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The mountain behind Guilai County is just a small hill, and there are no dangerous wild animals on the mountain. At this moment, several children are playing and laughing on the relatively flat mountain path, each holding a branch as a weapon, making "ho ho" sounds and fighting from one side to the other.
A child in front was running with a bamboo stick in his hand, and a group of children behind him were chasing him.
"Catch him." "Go!"
"Look at the sword!" "Wow!"
"Snap", "Snap", "Dangdang..."
The child in front used a stick to block the branches coming from behind and yelled at the people behind him.
"You are a bunch of rabble. I, Zuo Kuangtu, dominate the world. Even if you all attack me together, you are still no match for me. Ha, ouch, don't hit my fingers."
The child who was full of enthusiasm the moment before, the next moment let go of his hand in pain because one of his friends accidentally hit him with a branch. The other children immediately stopped as well.
"Oh, I called the wrong number!" "Are you okay?"
"let me see!"
"It's okay, it's just a red streak, the skin isn't broken, let's continue playing."
"Then I want to be the left madman this time!" "No, I haven't finished being the left madman yet. I'll let you be the left madman after I'm done with it!"
Several children were arguing and playing there, and then one of them suddenly looked towards the pavilion on the distant hilltop and said something to his friends.
"Those four heroes look so impressive. Which one is the most powerful?"
"I don't know, they all seem very powerful!" "Well, I saw many heroes being very polite to them before, but I don't know who they are."
The child holding the stick laughed, “Hahahaha.”
"Of course the one with the sword is the strongest, then the one with only one hand, then the one with no arms, and finally the official, but he is also the strongest expert!"
The child had just finished speaking when a gentle voice suddenly came from the side.
"Oh? How did you know?"
Several children all looked in the direction of the voice and discovered that a refined man in a blue shirt had appeared beside them. His clothes fluttered in the wind and he had his eyes slightly closed and smiling. It seemed as if the sunshine in the mountains was even warmer. He had a fresh and kind demeanor that made people want to get close to him and trust him.
"Because, because... the hero with only his left arm must be Hero Du Hengdu, the one with him must be Hero Wang Ke, the one who is friends with them is from Guilai County, and I haven't seen the gentleman with the sword for so many days, so he must be Hero Yan Feiyan who just came back. I don't know the remaining one, but I saw him sparring with Wang Shenpo a few days ago. Although it was hard to tell who would win, he was using his bare hands against Wang Shenpo's knife, which was inherently dangerous. I think he is half as strong."
Ji Yuan's smile became even brighter. He took two steps closer and looked at the child carefully, looking at both the child and the flat stick that he always held tightly. In Ji Yuan's eyes, the child was very clear, and he had the same feeling as when he looked at Yin Qing back then, and the chess piece also had a sense of it.
"What's your name, kid?"
The child held the stick in one hand and scratched the back of his head with the other. After looking at his friends around him, he put aside the embarrassment that had just appeared for a moment and spoke very seriously.
"My name is Zuo Wuji. In the future, I want to surpass my ancestors. Not only will I become the best master in Dazhen, but I will also become the best master in the world!"
As soon as Ji Yuan heard these words, the virtual seed belonging to the Zuo family in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers actually lit up, which shocked Ji Yuan slightly.
"Shame on you, Wuji is bragging again!" "Hahahaha, I'll tell my second uncle later."
"Just tell me, you don't even dare to brag, I'm definitely better than you!"
"Hahaha, you're such a boaster!" "You're the boaster, show me your true colors with your hands, or I'll beat you to death with a carrying pole!"
Several children were playing and fighting. A child named Zuo Wuji was using a long flat stick to block the attacks, and his sticks clashed with those of his friends. When his friends came to their senses, they found that Ji Yuan was gone.
"Hey, where is that big gentleman?" "I don't know, he was here just now!"
"gone?"
The children looked around but could not see Ji Yuan's departing figure, whether far or near. The mountain here was very flat and there were no cliffs, so it was impossible for him to fall off the mountain. They could only imagine that he was a great master who left using extremely powerful Qinggong.
Among these children there are those from the Zuo family and the Yan family, all of them came here together. Although the "Zuo Li Sword Canon" has caused a stir in the martial arts world, the Yan and Zuo families have stepped down from the cusp of the storm.
In the evening, all the children left one after another, except Zuo Wuji. He carried two "buckets" on a flat stick and walked step by step to the pavilion where Yan Fei and the others had stayed before, then slowly squatted down.
"Bang" "Bang"
Although Zuo Wuji moved slowly, the two "buckets" still made two dull sounds when they hit the stone slabs on the ground of the pavilion. These two buckets were actually carved out of stone.
The child, who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, pulled out the flat stick, twirled it with both hands, then held one end of the stick in his right hand and pushed it forward steadily, like a long stick coming out of a dragon or a sword. The momentum of the flat stick then turned and it was pulled horizontally in a semicircle. It looked like a sweep, but the horizontal cutting force was like a side chop with a long knife. Finally, the flat stick was pulled back, twisted around the waist, flipped over with the left hand, and hit the ground with a "bang".
The child named Zuo Wuji imitated Yan Fei and others before, looked towards Guilai County at the foot of the mountain, and clenched his left hand tightly around the stick.
"Who taught you martial arts?"
The gentle voice just now came again. Zuo Wuji turned around and found that the gentleman in the wide-sleeved green shirt was really sitting on the side of the pavilion behind him, with his legs folded and his back leaning against the pavilion pillar, looking very comfortable. However, Zuo Wuji clearly remembered that there was no one here when he entered the pavilion.
"Sir, who are you? Are you a congenital master?"
"Haha, a congenital master? No, no, first tell me who you learned your martial arts from."
Ji Yuan's eyes swept across the flat stick and looked at the two stone buckets.
Zuo Wuji followed Ji Yuan's gaze and looked at the bucket, hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"I learned some from Uncle Yan, and practiced some on my own. Most importantly, I learned from my father, but my father's martial arts skills are so poor that I can't teach him well. Most of the time, I can only think about it myself. Uh, sir, you don't know my father, right? Even if you do, you can't tell him what you just said..."
"Do you have any brothers or sisters? Yes, dear ones."
The child was slightly stunned and shook his head subconsciously. He didn't understand why the great master asked this, but when he saw him shaking his head, Ji Yuan smiled again.
"Since you are the only child, I should not have known your father based on the time."
As he said that, Ji Yuan stood up from the pavilion. In fact, he had been sitting here for a while. He didn't expect that the child would come here. At this moment, he stood up and walked to the child, looked at the scenery below the mountain, and asked lightly.
"Who would you choose to be your master among those four people just now?"
Zuo Wuji did not answer immediately. After thinking hard, he turned his eyes and looked at Ji Yuandao.
"I choose you, Mr. Big!"
Ji Yuan burst out laughing.
“You can’t choose me.”
"oh… "
Zuo Wuji looked a little disappointed. He thought that this master wanted to take him as his apprentice, but he also thought that in case this master had a good relationship with the previous four heroes, maybe he could recommend them. So he asked another question before answering.
"You can only choose one?"
Ji Yuan had a calm expression and did not answer, so Zuo Wuji spoke directly.
"Then I hope all four of them can be my masters. I don't seek to learn all their skills, but to learn their spirits first. They are so powerful that they may be able to see what kind of training and path is suitable for me, and help me find the right path."
This idea was quite unique and made Ji Yuan laugh again.