Chapter 7

"You are talented and smart, coupled with an optimistic personality and an indomitable spirit, I am very reassuring to let you practice in the world. The only thing to remind you is that you are strong. There may be some problems with the word 'color', and you must control yourself. I don't know how many young talents were outstanding in the past, but they fell at this level. And we practitioners should be more careful. After all, we are not only facing people, but also demons and immortals. We all have a chance to see them. If we are not careful, we may make a big mistake.

Seeing Liu Huifeng's solemn face, Xiao Bei felt that his words were a little heavy, so he said:

"Of course, if you meet your partner, don't hesitate to move forward and take him down like the master!"

"Ah, look at this master, what does he teach his apprentice?"

Lin Xinran's voice appeared in their ears. She gave Xiao Baili a fierce look. Seeing him turn his head aside, she hummed and said to Liu Huifeng:

"Feng'er, I have agreed with the ice face. If you leave in three days, he will refine a sword for you. Then you can take it on your guard. Although this ice face doesn't like to talk, I can see that he still appreciates you very much."

Liu Huifeng warmed his heart and said, "Thank you, teacher."

"Don't thank me. Even if I don't say anything, I won't treat you badly like that."

Xiao Bieli noticed that Liu Huifeng's expression was different and asked:

"Feng'er, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

When Xiao said goodbye, Liu Huifeng did not dare to hide it and said:

"The disciple feels that if he relies on magic weapons, although he can help himself, he always borrows foreign objects and uses them against the enemy..."

Seeing Liu Hui's hesitant, Xiao Bie Li smiled:

"It's a little victorious, isn't it?"

Liu Huifeng hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Lin Xinran saw Liu Huifeng's appearance and said angrily:

"Hey, you will plan for others. When you fight against the enemy, life and death are in an instant. You are still considering whether to win or not. It's really a dead piece of wood!"

Hearing that Lin Xinran's mouth was very martial, Liu Huifeng and Xiao Beili quietly wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads at the same time. Xiao Beili took a look at Lin Xinran and took a serious look and said to Liu Huifeng:

"Feng'er, what you said is not wrong. Relying on the magic weapon is indeed suspected of winning, but if you can turn the magic weapon into a part of your own ability, does your so-called victory still exist? Those who fake horses are not beneficial, but lead to thousands of miles; those who fake boats are not capable of water, and rivers, and gentlemen are not different, and they are good at fake things. What's more..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Bianli smiled mysteriously, "If you fight once, your sword will be cut off once. You can't afford to repair this weapon alone, can you?"

Liu Huifeng heard Xiao's words, like enlightenment, and suddenly realized and said excitedly:

"I understand, thank you for your guidance!"

After Liu Huifeng was excited, his mood fell down again. Xiao said strangely, "What's wrong?"

"Over the years, the disciples and the master have originally gathered less and separated more, but at least the master will always go back to the mountain and live for a few days every year. This time, I don't know when we will meet." Liu Huifeng replied with some frustration.

"Haha, what do I think? Men are ambitious, how can they stray for these things? What's more, when you go down the mountain this time, you must not only pay attention to the world, but also one thing.

This time it was Liu Huifeng's turn. He asked puzzledly, "What else does the master have to do as an apprentice?"

"Your background."

"!"

Three days later.

"Good sword!"

Liu Huifeng couldn't put it down and held the flying sword refined for him by Bai Qiuhan and was full of praise.

Seeing Liu Huifeng's excited appearance, Bai Qiu said lightly, "Your own five spirit attributes are water. This sword is made of thousands of ice and Kunlun refined gold, which just matches it. Unfortunately, I didn't find ten thousand years of Xuanbing, otherwise I could have refined a better sword."

Liu Huifeng was shocked when he heard Bai Qiuhan's words. The millennium cold ice was already an extremely rare thing, and Bai Qiuhan actually wanted to use ten thousand years of Xuanbing to build weapons for him. Hearing that tone, it seemed that the millennium cold ice was just an ordinary thing in his eyes. It was really powerful, so he joked:

"If my uncle really made a weapon with ten thousand years of Xuanbing, I really dare not accept it."

When Bai Qiuhan heard Liu Huifeng's words, he looked at him in surprise. Unexpectedly, Liu Huifeng would also joke with him, but his face was a little more smile.

He explained: "I've heard what Beoli said. You think it's not a victory to borrow a sharp weapon. It's good to think so, but your path is still shallow, and it's always better to have a better flying sword. If you can reach the realm of no sword in the future, there is no difference between other weapons in your hand except for the real six worlds. "

Liu Huifeng nodded. Bai Qiuhan and Xiao Beili's words are not the same, but they currently have the same suggestions for themselves. Looking at the thousand-year-old ice-refined flying sword in their hands, it has the same appearance as his original three-foot green front, but the sword body exudes a compelling chill.

He took out his original Qingfeng sword. With a shake of his wrist, the sword was like a long arrow, returning to the bamboo house where he had lived for 18 years.

"Master, does this sword have a name?"

Bai Qiuhan shook his head, "The name... is just a floating cloud. If you like it, call it back to the wind sword."

Liu Huifeng nodded and saluted Bai Qiuhan, "Master, I'm going to say goodbye to the master and the three ladies."

Bai Qiuhan nodded and let him go. After he left, he sighed a long sigh, "Liu Huifeng, I hope you don't disappoint the separation." Then he went away with the sword and disappeared.

"Master, where's your wife?"

Seeing Xiao Beili leisurely tasting tea alone, Liu Huifeng asked doubtfully.

"Qingyao is still sleeping. Yuqin and Xinran have something to do and left first. They said in advance that you don't have to say goodbye to them." Seeing Liu Huifeng coming in, Xiao Beili put down the tea bowl in his hand. "Well, Qiu Handi guy, is it okay to refine the sword for you?"

"Master Qiu Han made this sword with thousand-year-old ice and Kunlun refined gold, which is exactly in line with my water spirit constitution." Liu Huifeng untied the wind sword from his waist and handed it to Xiao.

Xiao Bieli glanced and said, "Take it away. It seems that he is willing to use even the millennium ice. How about it? Do you have a name?"

Liu Huifeng smiled and said, "My uncle named it Huifeng."

Xiao Baili was happy as soon as he heard it. He thought that Bai Qiuhan and Bai Qiuhan. The sword you sent me back then was called Farewell Sword. Today, the wind was called back wind sword. You really know how to name it.

"Take this with you." Xiao Beili took something out of his arms and gave it to Liu Huifeng.

"Is this... jade pendant?" Liu Huifeng took this thing and was a little surprised.

"Do you remember that I told you that you had another purpose to go down the mountain?"