Chapter 8 The Old Wei House

There's no response from the sound stone. Apparently, it's gone.

Jiang Xuan again looked at the knife in his hand, waved it two times at will, looked for the feeling of that moment, followed by a coagulate eyes, forced and quickly calmed his emotions, concentrated very seriously, and swung the knife again.

"Whoosh! Once again the vibrating buzz sounded, and once again the perfect circle of thirty-six knife shapes appeared!

"It's done! It really worked!"

Jiang Xuan was very excited and swung the knife again!

Oomph!

But this time, although the thirty-six knife light instantly cut out, the combination is not perfect, so that there are several loopholes in the ring of defense, Jiang Xuan did not feel unexpected, because he will this type of entry.

And when I just put it on, I wasn't focused enough.

So excited.

"The entry and mastery of the nine moves of the" Chasing Wind Knife "have no difference in power, and the same display, the power of mastery is not stronger than the entry, the difference between them is... Mastery refers to being able to display it anytime and anywhere, integrating the knife style into the instinct, even if it is a sneak attack in a deep sleep, the moment of awakening, it can be perfectly displayed, and just getting started must be fully focused in order to display the perfect move."

"Although there is no difference in power, there is a big difference in the role of actual combat!" What a difference!" Kang Xuan is well aware of the gap.

When practicing the knife, there is no danger around, attention is all on their own knife, as long as the move is practiced, it is not difficult to display it again.

As long as you're focused.

Can fight with people, flash to move between dangerous, may be attacked, may be injured, the spirit is very nervous, so if you want to display the perfect move at any time, you must be proficient.

"My father used two years to learn the ring knife style, but it only took less than one year, because he had a real combat environment, followed the hunting team into the mountains, and fought with the beasts and monsters, so more and more proficient, the mastery time is short..."

"But I..." Jiang Xuan thought for a moment.

He must not leave the tribal soil city now, although several female warriors in the first heaven can give him as a sparring partner, but it is not a life-and-death fight, the sense of crisis is not enough, and even may be counterproductive, once encountered a real life-and-death battle, will be caught off guard.

Besides, he can't fight to the death right now.

Because he can't get hurt. If it's too bad to heal quickly, it could affect the fight in a month.

"If you do not fight to the death, even if you practice diligently, the time to master will be twice as long as the introduction."

"So what about twice?"

Jiang Xuan has some spirit, "I have practiced this style in ten hours, and I can master it in a day and a half at most!" If the fifth form is more difficult, I can practice it in one or two days and master it in two or three days..."

"My father was over forty years old when he disappeared... He has only practiced the first eight styles in half his life, and the ninth style is not even a beginner. Besides me, my father was born on the first day of the hundred years of the Jiang Clan, and before he disappeared, he did not live up to expectations in suppressing all the born in the area of Mount Ebona."

Jiang Xuan secretly said, "But this is the first day of a hundred years, if it is put in the thousands of years of history of the Jiang clan, it will not be enough to see."

"For thousands of years, the Jiang Clan has given birth to four beings beyond a priori! All four of them were trained as a Type Nine Chaser before the age of 20! Among them, the old ancestor 'Jiang Zhengwu' more than 500 years ago is the most legendary, only 13 years old into the congenital, at the age of 15, he practiced nine types, 21 years old beyond the congenital, known as the black Tan sword ancestor, pointing to the realm of gods and demons... Unfortunately, even he could not lead the tribe to build a city and rise to nobility."

Black pool knife master Jiang Zhengwu.

For the first time in a thousand years, the Kang Clan is proud! It is also called the first pride of the millennium of Blackpool Mountain! The first person in a thousand years, and the only one in a thousand years of the Jiang clan, to touch the threshold of the magic!

More than 500 years ago, the Jiang clan prospered because of Jiang Zhengwu.

Some aristocrats and big-city families have low profile to make friends with it.

There have been ancient gods and demons asserted that Jiang Zhengwu has the appearance of gods and demons.

It was almost certain that he would lead the Kang clan to nobility! But all the inferences, praise, and Jiang Zhengwu's own efforts came to an abrupt end when he was 31 years old!

Five hundred and fifty-seven years ago, Jiang Zhengwu, who was only thirty-one years old, fell into the deepest part of the Jedi in the ten sides of the Black Pool Mountain!

Buried in the belly of the thousand year demon 'Hsi Hui'!

"Demon beast and human life span is different, to this day, the thousand year old demon Chi Zheng is still living in Heitan Mountain ten Jedi, the last disaster to the world, is 130 years ago, known as one of the three nightmares of Heitan Mountain, and our old ancestor Jiang Zhengwu..."

Jiang Xuan felt: "Although it has fallen for more than 500 years, but now the area of Heitan Mountain, even Feixue City and its surroundings, those counties and counties, tribal leaders, nobles, they are still spreading the deeds of 'Heitan sword ancestor Jiang Zhengwu', all those who learn knives, understand the history of the sword in this area, they can't avoid him as the first wizard of the sword in a thousand years!"

"I heard that even in the classics of the two colleges of Snow City, there are a lot of records about Jiang Zhengwu's life, not only those who learn knives must know him, but also those who cultivate other blades must have heard of him, it can be said that everyone knows and knows."

Jiang Xuan and you Rong Yan.

Although the ancestors of the ten tribes of Heitan Mountain have more or less produced so many powerful people beyond the nature, but really compared, Jiang Zhengwu is definitely the most brilliant one.

If he did not lead the Kang clan to nobility, it was only because he had fallen too early to accumulate enough property to build a city.

"Old ancestor Jiang Zhengwu fifteen years old understand nine types of wind chasing knife!"

"I am also fifteen years old this year, and I have the opportunity to practice nine forms at the age of fifteen like him!" Be the second man of the millennium!" Jiang Xuan understands that he has begun to catch up with the strongest pace of his ancestors at this moment, but he is also very sober.

"I have the teaching of the stone predecessors, can make such a rapid progress, Lao Zu did not have this kind of adventure, rely on their own talent and hard practice, and reached such a point, if not fallen too early, even hope to become a demon..." Jiang Xuan silently said, "My realm is still only half a step congenital, this point and the old ancestor has lagged behind a lot, even if the sword to catch up, should also work harder!" Perhaps, I also have a chance to become a demon!"

Become a demon...

There is only one god in the land of Snowcity, and that is the Lord of Snowcity himself! He's the king of this place!

For once Jiang Xuan, becoming a demon is a remote hope, he even dare not have that kind of fantasy, with his talent there is no chance at all.

And now, Jiang Xuan, who has cultivated the breathing method, finally sees a glimmer of light.

"The stone elder!"

"Are you there?"

Jiang Xuan called to the sound stone several times, want to tell the good news to the stone predecessors, but did not get a response, Jiang Xuan is used to this.

He stopped barking and started practicing again!

To practice the fourth style of "Chasing Wind Knife", Jiang Xuan should consolidate and consolidate.

Snow City, the old Wei house.

In the front yard in the hospitality lobby.

"Uncle Four, what did you say?" Wei Baijun suddenly stood up, eyes a red, "my father... He's gone?"

The process of going home, than Weibaijun imagined to be smooth, but she did not expect to return home to hear the first news, unexpectedly is that his father has died two years ago, the fall of a hijacking, for the whole snow city, is not necessarily a small thing, she is not heard of any news.

Standing behind a chair, Jiang Yao blinked.

She had never met her grandfather, and the death came as no shock to her.

In contrast, it was the luxurious hall, the never-seen decorations, and even the servant girl in a beautiful dress standing not far away that attracted her attention more.

"The third brother fled back to Snowfall. He was badly injured." The sixty-year-old man on the throne held a teacup and looked at Wei Baijun in majesty, "He deliberately confessed before his death that he did not let you know about this matter, and you did not need to go to the funeral."

"I know Dad never forgave me. I let him down." Wei Baijun bite lip, face white slowly sit down.

"Hum!

Listen to Wei Baijun mention that year, Wei Hongkuo displeased with a cold hum, and rebuked: "If the third brother is still alive, do you think you enter the door to the home of the guard?" With your father's temper, even if you kneel and die outside the door, you will never enter Wei's house again!"

Weibaijun elope with wild man also pregnant with wild species this matter, the biggest internal response to Weibaijun, showed the most hate, is Weibaijun father Wei Hongchang, will be removed from the family, is also his proposal.

But Wei Baijun understand.

Although the stubborn father would not forgive himself, he was also protecting himself.

The harder he acts on his daughter, the harder it is for the others to intervene.

Remove her from the list, let the matter end, the family can not continue to pursue, otherwise a small Ginger clan, in front of the Snowcity tycoon family, really send a random team can be destroyed! A lot of things in the dark, a lot of killing, were secretly pressed by my father.

"Thank you for seeing me." Wei Baiyun said.

She was with Wei Hongkuo uncle and nephew relationship is not good, also understand now Wei Hongkuo willing to see themselves, I am afraid to see the joke of the mind, Jiang clan into tribal life and death war for three years, this thing is not a secret, Wei Hongkuo must have heard.

People have to lower their heads under the roof.

Wei Baijun is to ask for people, can only lower posture.

However, she believes that with her son's talent, he will be valued by the family!

"Willing to see you, that is afraid that your mother and daughter really kneel outside the door!" The Wei family has lost its face because of you, and can't lose face because of you again!" Wei Hong Kuo Road.

Bang-bang!

After taking a sip of tea and putting the teacup on the table, Wei Hongkuo said coldly, "Say it! Coming home for the first time in more than ten years, I'm afraid it's more than a greeting, right?"

"Uncle Four, you must have heard that three years ago, the Jiang clan started a life-and-death war with the Shin Tu clan, and in the past three years, the warriors of the Jiang clan have been dying and fleeing, and they have reached the brink of extermination..." Wei Baijun hard scalp straight.

"HMM." Wei Hongkuo responded to the cold nasal voice, and then said: "So? You have been expelled from your family, that little Kang clan is not our Weijia in-law, you want your family to help you secretly destroy the Shentu family?"