Chapter 45 The Sword-Wielding Hero Joins

Everyone happily accepted Duan Yunfeng, inviting him to sit by the fire and chat, getting to know each other.

"Old Guo has traveled all over the north and south, and I am quite familiar with the Yanbei outlaws, but I have never heard of Brother Duan's name. I wonder where Brother Duan used to operate?"

Guo Hai asked curiously.

Duan Yunfeng shook his head, "I was not a member of the martial world before. I studied with my master since I was a child. Later, after my master passed away, I returned to my hometown."

"May I ask who your master was?"

"I shouldn't directly call out my master's name. He used to be involved in the martial world and had the nickname 'Sword Chill Northwest,' but he has already retired."

Hearing this, Guo Hai was slightly moved: "Sword Chill Northwest... could it be Senior Nie Wu?"

"Exactly." Duan Yunfeng nodded.

"So you are a disciple of Senior Nie, my respects."

Guo Hai was awestruck, solemnly cupping his fist.

Seeing many companions next to him confused, he turned around and carefully introduced the life of this person.

This Nie Wu was a top swordsman who rampaged through the northern lands twenty or thirty years ago. He was a world-renowned lone hero, skilled in using a pair of twin swords. Countless martial arts masters in the Jianghu had been defeated by him.

At that time, the previous emperor was still in power. An honest official was framed by treacherous officials, unjustly convicted, beheaded, and his family exiled or sent to the Jiaofang (ancient brothel). Nie Wu had once received favor from this honest official, traveled thousands of miles to help, rescued the official's family, and then went to the capital alone, brazenly assassinating the treacherous official. As a result, he lost an arm, escaped wounded, and disappeared without a trace.

"This Senior Nie is a true hero who repays kindness and does not hesitate to sacrifice himself."

Zhou Jing nodded.

No wonder Duan Yunfeng dared to enter the palace to assassinate the emperor. It turns out that this has a traditional origin...

Duan Yunfeng took off the two swords on his back, sighed softly, and said, "My master only had two disciples in his life. My senior brother left without saying goodbye and his whereabouts are unknown. Before my master passed away, he passed on the weapons he used to roam the Jianghu to me, called the Twin Python Finch Swords."

Everyone looked at the two swords in his hand, one long and one short, with a rather simple style.

"Brother Duan is from Yanbei, how did you come to Jiangchun now?"

Fang Zhen asked curiously.

Hearing this, Duan Yunfeng's face darkened:

"After I finished my studies and returned home, it happened to be a severe drought in Yanbei. All the elders in my hometown died of natural disasters and man-made calamities. The world is so big, I have nowhere to return, so I traveled around, only hating myself for not being skilled enough to kill all the treacherous officials in the world. I happened to hear of Brother Chen's name for eliminating traitors and seeking justice, so I came to join him."

He didn't dare to fully trust everyone at the moment, so he hid the part about assassinating the emperor.

"Don't worry, brother, with my second brother here, I guarantee we'll kill them until their heads roll."

Fang Zhen patted his chest.

Hearing this, Duan Yunfeng looked at Zhou Jing and said in a deep voice: "I wonder what long-term plans Brother Chen has? It is certainly gratifying to act justly everywhere, but after killing so many county officials, the imperial court will not turn a blind eye, and sooner or later it will lead to disaster."

Although he felt that Chen Feng was worth joining, he also wanted to know what long-term plans this person had. If he always does this, he feels that it will be difficult to achieve anything.

Hong Ding, who was beside him, snorted, "The imperial court has been wanted us for more than a day or two, what is there to fear?"

During these days, everyone killed many county officials, making it even more unbearable for the government. However, there is no good way to deal with Chen Feng's small gang at the moment.

Small gangs of bandits are actually very easy to wipe out, but with the addition of Chen Feng, it is completely different. Hundreds of government troops pursuing or ambushing are instead killed and lose their armor.

This gang is small and flexible, and only roams between counties and countryside. If a large army is sent to encircle and suppress them, they will drill into the mountains, and it will take many days, and the daily food and horses will be a lot of expenses. Even if we don't talk about the problem of supplies, Chen Feng has the ability to sneak into the military camp and assassinate military officers, which is enough to make military officers in various places fear.

Moreover, even if sea arrest warrants are issued and rewards are offered for Chen Feng, few people dare to provoke him.

The Jiangchun state government has never seen such a troublesome small group of bandits, like a maggot attached to the bone, which is extremely headache.

However, Zhou Jing was not arrogant. If the imperial court really does not care about the cost, it is still very troublesome. Therefore, he is currently only roaming in the countryside, controlling the intensity, in a state that makes the local government angry, and hesitates whether to invest a lot of cost to suppress the bandits.

After all, in the eyes of the government, although the harm of this group of people is not small, the number of people is really small and cannot form a climate. Compared with paying huge casualties to eliminate them, it seems more cost-effective to wait for Chen Feng to wander to other state boundaries and provincial boundaries.

For many state officials, as long as Chen Feng does not cause trouble in his own territory, he can hang up high.

Zhou Jing wanted to hear the person's thoughts, so he asked, "I wonder what Brother Duan thinks?"

Duan Yunfeng pondered: "Brother Chen has killed too many officials and is no longer tolerated by the imperial court. Even if you gather in the mountains, I am afraid that you will not be able to be recruited. In the future, there will be no place to live in the world. Since this is the case, why not rebel?"

As soon as the voice fell, the field was quiet and a needle could be heard.

Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows.

Good fellow, are you more anxious than me?

That's right, this guy assassinated the emperor and has no way out, so he's already given it his all.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Duan Yunfeng said bitterly:

"The emperor is昏庸wudao (muddle-headed and good-for-nothing), treacherous officials control the court, and there have been years of disasters in the north. The local government still conceals it and still levies exorbitant taxes. The aristocratic families take the opportunity to expand their property and fill their pockets. Brothers, you may not have a deep understanding in the south, but the northern border has long been full of resentment. The officials regard us as pigs and dogs. The world is so corrupt, it is the officials who force the people to rebel!"

The bonfire crackled, and everyone looked at each other, some moved, some hesitated.

Zhou Jing then slowly opened his mouth: "Even if we want to rebel, now is not the time, let's put this matter aside for now and talk about it later."

Although he has always been doing rebellious things, he did not intend to tell the team the goal of rebelling and uprising so early, but since Duan Yunfeng took the initiative to propose it, it is also possible to subtly influence it.

Speaking of which, this Duan Yunfeng is also not bound by the ideas of kings and people, has no respect for the law, and acts decisively. The ingredients are excellent and can be used as a backbone.

This wave is drawing a fierce man...

Zhou Jing thought to himself.

Everyone chatted for a while before stopping and studying the秘籍 (secret manual) that Duan Yunfeng offered.

Zhou Jing glanced through it and found that the 流云细雨功 (Flowing Cloud Drizzle Skill) was too soft and skillful and not suitable for his style of smashing things with brute force, so he didn't intend to practice it.

There are many sects to visit this time. He plans to find a more sturdy and fierce internal energy cultivation method to serve as the core cultivation method of his second extraordinary system [Martial Arts Internal Force].

Although in this world, practicing martial arts moves alone can also produce internal strength, and entering from the outside may not necessarily be weaker than the Jianghu people who practice internal energy, but internal energy cultivation methods still have their magical uses. Internal energy is different from external martial arts and is not suitable for random replacement, nor can you practice many at the same time.

Similar to the No. 4 Apostle's main system [Martial Artist], the second system [Martial Arts Internal Force] also has the concept of core cultivation method, which serves as the foundation of a person's internal force.

Reflected on the panel, it means that the grades of internal energy cultivation methods that can provide attribute bonuses are limited, and in addition to the core cultivation method, the auxiliary cultivation methods have a certain proportion of reduction in attribute bonuses depending on the conditions such as grade and realm.

Similar to the fact that if you practice two different low-level internal energy, only one of them can provide a complete bonus, and the other only has a partial bonus. The more the number of same-level cultivation methods, the more severe the reduction... Therefore, it is difficult to exceed the results of practicing high-level internal energy by accumulating the number of low-level internal energy.

After practicing high-level internal energy, it can replace low-level internal energy as the core cultivation method and provide a complete bonus.

In addition, if this type of cultivation method encounters a bottleneck, it can accumulate功力 (internal energy power) based on the practice time until it reaches the upper limit that this realm can accommodate. The Martial Artist system is the same.

Zhou Jing does not practice this secret manual, but others regard it as a treasure. Many heroes of the martial world have never seen a serious internal energy, and they are curious to study it.

However, this功 (skill) is the Zhenpai (sect-guarding) skill of the Wu Mountain Sect. As a sect's internal energy skill, it requires various prerequisite martial arts. Everyone has not practiced the Wu Mountain Sect's martial arts and only understands it in a superficial way.

Most of the martial arts of a sect are a system that carries on the past and opens up the future. Everyone is not discouraged and plans to pick the sect that is suitable for them after finding the bad luck of each sect and start practicing from the other party's basic martial arts.

At present, among all the people, only Lin Song, who is from the Wu Mountain Sect, can completely understand this secret manual.

Lin Song held the secret manual, his heart was excited, and his hands were shaking. He felt like he was in a dream.

Jianghu sects regard profound martial arts as treasures and are almost as wary of outsiders and even ordinary disciples as they are of thieves, but Chen Feng discards it like worthless shoes and is so generous.

"I, can I really practice?"

Lin Song couldn't help but ask, his expression apprehensive.

He didn't know if a newcomer like him would be eligible to enjoy this treatment.

Zhou Jing glanced at him: "If you don't want to practice, you don't have to."

"I'll practice! I'll practice!"

Lin Song quickly replied, clutching the secret manual tightly.

He never thought that he would one day be able to practice the Zhenpai (sect-guarding) skill that only the掌门 (sect leader) can practice.

However, thinking of the sect's past teaching, he felt a little uneasy.

After hesitating for a long time, finally, Lin Song mustered up the courage and said:

"Brother, can we talk privately?"

Zhou Jing looked at him, led him away from the bonfire, and drilled into the small woods to talk.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Song swallowed and said in a low voice: "Brother, I have a request... Can you let me stay in the Wu Mountain Sect?"

Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows: "What are your plans?"

Lin Song carefully observed Zhou Jing's face and said: "The掌门 (sect leader) is dead, no one knows my situation, and now the Wu Mountain Sect has no leader. I have a private relationship with the掌门's (sect leader) daughter and may be able to succeed the sect..."

Zhou Jing narrowed his eyes: "Oh? You just joined and now you want to quit?"

"No, no, no, I definitely don't mean that." Lin Song quickly denied and said, "The Wu Mountain Sect is one of the eight major sects in the world. I think that if I can become the掌门 (sect leader), I will definitely be able to use the power of the sect to do more things for you, brother."

He heard that the掌门 (sect leader) died halfway and did not send his news back to the sect, and his mind became active again.

Moreover, Lin Song believed that he was not a sect traitor at all. He had to join the Chen Feng gang in order to protect himself and had not yet truly betrayed the sect's interests.

Zhou Jing stared at him without speaking.

Lin Song broke out in a cold sweat and explained: "Brother, the Wu Mountain Sect has taught me the skill, and I can't bear to see it decline. I'm afraid that you will kill him until blood flows like a river, so I want to use this method to make the sect useful to you, brother. Please show mercy..."

He made this suggestion because he coveted the position of掌门 (sect leader), but it was not entirely out of selfishness.

Objectively speaking, Lin Song felt that as a newcomer who had just joined, he could not guarantee that Chen Feng would give him face and show mercy, so he came up with this compromise method. He felt that as long as the sect could provide Chen Feng with usefulness, Chen Feng would not kill him, and he would try to preserve the lives of more fellow disciples.

As a prisoner who is trapped in the enemy's camp, he is willing to consider the survival of the sect. Lin Song feels that he is doing his best.

Zhou Jing stroked his chin and said casually:

"I don't like these twists and turns, but since you have a request, I will kill fewer people when I go to the Wu Mountain Sect this time. If you want to stay in the Wu Mountain Sect, then don't worship the mountain with us. Find a reason to go back on your own later."

"Thank you, brother!"

Lin Song was overjoyed.

But at this time, Zhou Jing changed his tone and said in a deep voice:

"You want to be the掌门 (sect leader). I won't help you. Whether you can do it depends on yourself. If you become the掌门 (sect leader) and still interact with us, it will only cause trouble. Therefore, I don't ask you to do anything for me. But if I know that you have done anything wrong, I will come back and take your life no matter how far away I am. You should know my character."

"I will never forget your teachings." Lin Song looked awe-inspiring.

"Humph."

Zhou Jing turned and left.

The reason for bringing this Wu Mountain Sect disciple in the first place was to provoke him and let the Wu Mountain Sect's 掌门 (sect leader) fight him. Now that the two sides have grievances, this person is useless.

This guy was originally a hostage. Although he chose to join not long ago, it was forced and he was unwilling. Now that the situation has changed, Lin Song has found that there is still a way out, and he has other thoughts.

This person does not want to follow them all the way to the dark, and it is of little use to keep him by his side. Zhou Jing is too lazy to force him, so he adopted his suggestion and regarded it as an idle move. It is best to be useful, and it does not matter if it is not.

After Zhou Jing left, Lin Song stayed alone in the woods and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling complicated.

He mustered up the courage to make this suggestion, but he didn't have much hope.

He thought that he would be trapped in a den of thieves for the rest of his life and would not be able to turn over, but he did not expect that he would see the light of day. Shen 掌门 (sect leader), who misunderstood him, was intercepted and killed halfway and failed to send the news, and this Chen Feng was also willing to let him go.

Lin Song's views on Chen Feng are very complicated. Although he was victimized because of the other party, he did not suffer much physical pain. Moreover, Chen Feng's actions made him feel respect in addition to fear.

It's quite embarrassing to say, but he has witnessed Chen Feng's actions of eliminating traitors and seeking justice along the way, and he is actually passionate, but he keeps it in his heart.

For the sake of the future, as long as there is a way out, Lin Song does not want to become a bandit... Although he feels happy about Chen Feng's actions, he always believes that this person's rampant actions will eventually be wiped out, and he does not want to be buried with him.

Moreover, he always has to give a title to the woman he privately set for life. Even if she is willing to elope with him, she can't wrong her to live with her father's killer day and night...

"Alas, it's too difficult."

Lin Song sighed, and he couldn't tell whether he felt more resentment or respect for Chen Feng in his heart.

……

Another master has been added to the team. Everyone did not delay, changed the direction of travel, and went straight to the Wu Mountain Sect.

They sometimes took a boat and sometimes walked on the road. After two or three days, everyone arrived at their destination.

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