Practicing magical skills by mistake will cause chaos in the world

A carriage.

A gorgeous carriage walks on the official road. Pulling the carriage were four flawless white horses, without a trace of hair on their bodies.

The black carriage carriage is carved with extremely complicated patterns of auspicious clouds and wishful thinking.

There was an older, burly man sitting in front of the carriage, driving the carriage.

In the carriage, a small tea table is carved from precious wood, with tea and snacks placed on the tea table. The chairs on one side of the carriage were covered with soft cushions wrapped in ice silk.

The weather in May is already starting to get hot.

A man was sitting on a soft cushion, playing with a jade flute in his hand, blowing twice from time to time.

He has a handsome appearance, with a full head of black hair tied around his head, and his temples hanging down deliberately, making him look free and uninhibited.

The sound of the flute carried his thoughts, floating above the official road.

Finally, the person he was waiting for arrived.

A figure, carrying a package and wearing slightly loose clothes, walked on the official road.

He is not tall, not ugly, and even a little handsome. At this time, he was walking on the official road.

He walked very seriously.

"Friend!" he said, "it's a long way and hard work, why don't you come up and have a seat!"

"No!" Shi Feizhe shook his head and said, "Take a walk after dinner and live to be ninety-nine."

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He felt puzzled. The normal routine of the world was not to come up and have a rest, then say each other's names and get to know each other, right?

"Friend! I have wine here! How can there be no shortage of wine in the world!" he said again.

"Sorry! I don't drink! I can't get used to it!" Shi Feizhe shook his head and refused.

Shi Feizhe saw the handsome guy in the carriage showing off. Damn it, is this man sick?

Where can I talk to someone like this?

Could it be that he has a crush on something?

"??"

The people in the carriage fell into doubts about life. This trick worked well in the past!

While he was in a daze, Shi Feizhe was already walking in front.

It is true that martial arts masters travel faster than carriages, which is why Shi Feizhe dislikes him. He wanted to rush back to the previous hill as soon as possible to see if the old man was still there.

It would be too deliberate to forcefully catch up with Shi Feizhe at this time.

But it doesn't matter, he has memorized Shi Feizhe's aura.

Destiny will bring them together again and let him find out the secret of the "True Source Sword Finger Art"!

This is the first meeting between Zhang Yi and Shi Feizhe!

Shi Feizhe kept on going and missed Sutou.

This time he wasn't a pig, he did it on purpose.

Looking for a forest with leeward wind, Shi Feizhe lit a fire and began to regulate his breathing.

After acquiring the fourth book "True Origin Sword Finger Technique", his speed of accumulating True Origin Qi was one-third faster, four times the normal speed.

This means that it originally took him twenty years to perfect his technique, but fifteen years is enough!

If "Youquan Divine Video Record" and "The Twelve Layers of the Tower" are added to the mix, then this time will be shortened, and it cannot be achieved in twelve or three years.

More than ten years later, he is a real master!

At that time, he was only in his thirties, and he was the protagonist of the world!

What he saw in the Kongtong Mountain Collection made him understand. In front of real masters, he showed no resistance.

It's too weak to be a real person!

Time passed little by little, the moon climbed higher and higher, and it was already late at night.

The moon tonight is rarely a full moon, and the moonlight shines on the woods, making the woods not so dark.

Therefore, Shi Feizhe could see a man vomiting blood and walking between the treetops.

The man saw Shi Feizhe's fire, but deliberately walked around it.

He doesn't want to cause trouble.

But Shi Feizhe recognized him.

"Brother Shan, it's you!"

"Huh?" The man turned back when he heard Shi Feizhe calling him.

"So it's your Brother Shi!" He recognized Shi Feizhe in front of the fire.

"Brother Shan, I haven't seen you for several years, and you haven't been hacked to death yet!" Shi Feizhe said jokingly, looking at Shanwei who was vomiting blood.

The man vomiting blood in front of him was Shanwei, whom he hadn't seen for several years.

Shanwei was carrying a sword and a package on his back, and was wearing bloody clothes. His appearance has become more mature and steady than a few years ago, and his brows have been furrowed. After seeing Shi Feizhe, his brows relaxed a little.

"Why, you want to kill me too?" Shanwei said with a smile.

"That's not the case!" Shi Feizhe also said with a smile: "Looking at it like this, are you being hunted down? What kind of cultivation level is the person who killed you?"

"Qihai cultivation! But he is very powerful!" Shanwei said.

"Brother Shan, a few years ago you were hunted by people in the Qi Sea stage, and a few years later you were still being hunted by people in the Qi Sea stage! You haven't made much progress either!" Shi Feizhe put down when he heard it was the Qi Sea stage. Heart comes.

Even though he seems to have shown his true cultivation level, after he has achieved a small level of True Source Sword Qi, in a real fight, ordinary Qi Hai cannot defeat him!

"I'll feign a frontal attack later, but you'll still attack me secretly!" Shanwei sat down to meditate and began to regulate his breath and force out the poison.

That's right, he was poisoned again!

"How come you were poisoned again! Couldn't you have been making friends and being betrayed and poisoned in the past few years, and then hunted down?" Shi Feizhe couldn't help but said when he saw Shanwei who was poisoning him.

Shanwei said nothing and just continued to adjust his breath.

Suddenly, Shi Feizhe felt a chilling air.

Accompanying the chilling atmosphere was a man wearing red clothes holding a red umbrella.

Along with it, there is a poem.

"No matter how happy you are, the rivers and lakes are deep. There are no small mountains in the mountains, and there are no tourists in the world!"

"... Where is this f*cking pretentious guy!" Shi Feizhe asked Shanxu speechlessly.

Why are all the people I met pretending to be pretentious today!

Shanxu coughed up a mouthful of black blood and said, "His name is Xiao Tingkong, and his swordsmanship is very powerful!"

He stood up and drew out the eight-sided Han sword behind him, and faced Xiao Tingkong cautiously!

There is actually someone with the surname Xiao, what a strange surname.

Shi Feizhe also drew out his rusty sword that was like a twist, which made Shanxu's eyes twitch.

Was it wrong for him to teach him swordsmanship at the beginning?

"Swords are not like this!" Xiao Tingkong said lightly under the red umbrella.

His voice was very cold, the kind that penetrated the bone marrow.

"What does it look like?" Shi Feizhe asked curiously.

"Like this!"

A red sword light was drawn from Xiao Tingkong's waist. It turned out to be a sword emitting a faint red light.

"... This sword is a bit handsome!"

Shi Feizhe looked at the blood-like long sword under the night light and couldn't help saying.

"This is the Blood Shadow Sword. If you are hit by it, you will bleed for three days! Be careful!" Shanwei looked at the red sword and reminded Shi Feizhe.

"Hand over the Twelve-Storied Tower, and I promise to make you die happily!" Xiao Tingkong said in a murderous tone.

"Is he also for the Twelve-Storied Tower?" Shi Feizhe asked Shanwei.

Shanwei stared at Xiao Tingkong and nodded.

"No way! No way! Someone can't teach the Twelve-Storied Tower and blame Shanwei!" Shi Feizhe felt that this plot was so familiar.

At this moment, it was just like that moment.

No way! No way!