Chapter 33 Letter from Gao Ba

Under the setting sun, the evening glow reflects a golden yellow river surface, and the microwave shakes. Hundreds of miles are full of golden light. On this vast river, a ethereal peaks are hidden in it. This is where the four famous holy places in the mainland are located.

The evening breeze was warm, blowing through the maple forest on the wall of the Miao Pavilion, one of the four holy places, rolling up the flying maple leaves and floating around. In the open space next to the maple forest, a cold and strong teenager sat quietly on the ground with his hands pinching the mysterious Fajue in front of him. A magnificent aura of heaven and earth quickly rotated beside him, and the thunder spirit visible to the naked eye shone with the blue arc and jumped around the teenager. For a long time, the teenager's eyes suddenly burst into an amazing light, and his domineering eyes burst out with a kind of arrogant momentum.

High-level swordsman! Feeling the powerful power in the spiritual spiral nest in his body, the young man's face was happy and he grinned.

"I have finally reached the high level of swordsmanship. Father, A Feng, wait for me. I will soon make our vein rise rapidly again in the Nisraqi family!"

This extremely domineering young man, the eldest brother of the official peak, was accepted as a personal disciple by Miaoge with the qualifications of Lei's affinity and Li Chao!

Long Xinghu walked in the wide purple jade pavilion, surrounded by gusts of fog. Gao Ba passed through one magnificent courtyard after another, and finally stopped at the door of a magnificent palace. He bowed and saluted, and Gao Ba's strong voice was particularly excited. "Disciple Gao Ba has now reached the senior level of the swordsman. I'm here to report to the master."

"Huh? So fast?" A middle-aged man's surprised voice came from the palace.

In an instant, a middle-aged man in a jade-white neat robe appeared in front of Gao Ba without warning.

Without warning, it's like a teleportation!

Gao Ba's pupils unconsciously closed in vain, and his reverent momentum hurriedly restrained a little and lowered his head respectfully. He clearly knows the strength of this master, the first level of Jianzun, who can instantly tear the space and walk through the void.

"Good! Gao Ba, you are really not wrong as a teacher. I'm afraid your cultivation talent can be ranked among the top ten of the young generation now! Practice well, and in three years, I will strive to fight on behalf of the Piaomiao Wan Yanfeng, who is a teacher! By the way, your lineage seems to have been completely defeated in the Nislaqi family. If you can step into the realm of the Sword King in three years, come forward as a teacher, and let the Nislaqi family give you a large number of territory and resources, how about it?

"Master, are you telling the truth? Great! It's just that many elders of my Nis Lazi family..." Gao Ba was ecstatic at first, and then he was a little worried.

"What, doesn't the teacher's face work in your Nislazi family?" The middle-aged man stroked his chest and said proudly.

"Thank you, Master!" Gao Ba's eyes are hot. In three years, his disciples will definitely reach the Sword King!" Gao Ba's indifferent face was full of detractedness.

"Hahaha! I just like your boy's arrogance! The real strong should have such momentum and mentality! All right, go back and practice well. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his hands tore forward, and a one-person-sized space crack exuded a terrible manic gray energy that made people palpitate. A layer of cyan halo appeared on the middle-aged man's body and wrapped him tightly. Then he raised his foot and stepped forward and disappeared into the crack in the space.

Four days have passed in a blink of an eye. There has been a frenzy of practice everywhere in the Holy Land College. After knowing that they can't improve their spiritual power in such a short time, many students focus on practicing swordsmanship and swordsmanship. Almost all of them rushed to catch up at once. Returning to his residence, he practiced enthusiastically. In this atmosphere, even William practiced seriously. As for Gao Feng, he tried his best to temper his body every day. He wanted to break through his body before the competition and go further.

It was night, gently pushing open the window, a faint moonlight, so obliquely shining in, sprinkled on the green brick floor, like frost and snow.

Gao Feng's body was gently vertical, and the phantom like a light smoke had already reached the small courtyard. With his strength, he soon came to the small lake in the depths of the college. The small lake that had been with Irene before looked particularly quiet and beautiful in the night.

Facing the gentle breeze, Gao Feng's left hand turned lightly in his arms, and a green flute had been captured in his hand. He took a deep breath, and at the moment his lips touched the flute, the sound of nature like spring and snow began to flow in the air like a transparent cheerful elf, and the notes fell like jade beads, echoing endlessly in the quiet night.

"Mother, Feng'er misses you. Feng'er is working very hard and well now. Don't worry. Feng'er likes a girl named Irene. I hope you can also like him. Gao Feng looked at the moonlight in a stern, playing the green water, and secretly missing his mother in his heart.

"You play very well. What's your name?" Just then, a cold and frost-like female voice suddenly came.

Gao Feng, who was interrupted, looked back unhappily and saw a girl in black standing in the quaint pavilion next to the small lake. The girl's skirt fluttered, and her whole body exuded a cold atmosphere that was countless times stronger than the dish rain. She was covered with a black veil on her face, but in terms of body curves, she was a standard beauty.

"It seems to have nothing to do with you, right?" With a cold smile, Gao Feng obviously didn't like this girl who suddenly broke her mind.

He had lost the peak of continuing to play and put the flute in his arms, and then stepped forward and walked to his dormitory without delay, directly ignoring the past as if the girl was air.

"Well... How could I be ignored? This time, when I came back from the Mangyuan experience, I happened to meet the freshman competition. I didn't expect to meet a teenager who played the flute so well. Visca, I didn't expect that I would meet a teenager who can ignore me like you and is also good at playing the flute..." The corners of her mouth raised a stunning arc, and the girl gently rubbed a small light red space ring between her fingers, with a trace of tenderness in her eyes.

When Gao Feng returned to the dormitory, William and Meng were already asleep. They gently closed the window and lay on ** for a moment of thought. Unconsciously, he fell into a deep sleep.

In a blink of an eye, a new day is coming, and there are only three days left before the freshman competition.

Rumble... The thunder rolled, and the dark clouds quickly condensed and surged from the north. The sky quickly darkened, and a gust of wind blew, which was quite cool.

Gao Feng sat cross-legged in the yard, quietly thinking about the defects of Fengquan.

"Lao San, Lao San, your letter!" William ran over from the path outside the dormitory, waving a large white envelope in his hand.

"Hmm?" When Gao Feng heard the words, he quickly opened his thoughtful eyes.

Gao Feng took the envelope in his hand and looked at the ethereal fairy pavilions painted on a huge mountain in front of the envelope. Gao Feng's eyes lit up, ethereal pavilions! It's a letter from Big Brother Gaoba!

He tore open the envelope, and Gao Feng read it carefully.

"A Feng, I'm very gratified to hear that you are now studying at Shengdia College of the Four Colleges of the Imperial Capital. You have to make good use of this opportunity to practice and study hard. Whether our lineage can rise in the Nisraqi family in the future depends on our two brothers. Feng, I have good news for you. The eldest brother has now reached a high-level swordsman! Master said that three years later, if I can reach the junior level of the Sword King, I will come forward in person and strive for enough benefits for our lineage. You should pay attention to your health - Gao Ba. Looking at Gao Ba's arrogant handwriting as usual, Gao Feng couldn't help but think of the scene where the eldest brother taught him to write instead of writing when he was six years old. He remembered the domineering but hurt himself. My big brother.

"Big brother is now a high-level swordsman, but what about me?" Gao Feng's eyes dimmed.

Brother, Feng'er will work hard! Gao Feng's sudden eyes turned red, and he resisted the excitement and sadness in his heart, and secretly cheered himself up.

At the same time, on the dark mountain next to Huangyan City, a majestic purple figure is in a dark daze. I don't know how are Ba'er and Feng'er now?" The withered yellow fallen leaves flew away in the air with a whistling whirlwind, and the purple figure gradually turned around. It was Gao Ba.

"Sneer!" The backhand pulled out the broad sword behind him, and the purple figure roared at the sky like an angry lion, waving the broad sword in his hand crazily.

"Yuer, I miss you for my husband! How are you doing over there? The hoarse and desolate voice hovered on the dark mountain for a long time.