Rebirth through the book

A month later, the former Chunfeng Building and the current Fenghua Xueyue Building reopened. Every brothel knew that it had changed its master, but this person did not find out after exhausting their brains. The forces behind them are even less likely to help a mere The whorehouse check such trivial matters.

But if there is no power, how could it be taken down by an irrelevant outsider when so many brothels wanted to swallow it up.

Therefore, under many fears, when Fenghuaxueyuelou opened again, whether it was the guests who had watched the re-hanging of the plaque before, or the spies of other forces, many people gathered in the reopened brothel.

And after the firecrackers were set off, the dancing girls, the fragrant wine, the perfectly repaired place, and the huge leaderboard hanging on the wall, with the names of the girls written on them.

What's more important is that the four people sitting on the high platform playing, there are those who have clear water and lotus, those who are coquettish and charming, those who are tender like water, and those who have graceful looks. The world is stunning.

The men swallowed unconsciously, and the spies went back to report the situation in amazement, and the most lively time was when the four top four girls played and left.

Su Yu blocked the smell with a fan, and smiled sarcastically, a man's inferiority is also the best place to take advantage of.

Everything in Su Yu's Fenghua Xueyue Building went smoothly, without any major troubles, and other teenagers also had success and some did not.

Lin Li put his heart into studying, and has already passed this year's entrance examination for children. He is good at studying, and he has no difficulties now, let alone the examination is still two years away.

Wen Er is going to be an apprentice. He is hardworking and smart. No boss will dislike him. He also completed a lot of foundations very smoothly.

Hanmo's taking over the racecourse went smoothly, and some of the nobles who liked horses also learned about his racecourse, but the pawns and Yanyin still had no clue.

Yuan Heng went very smoothly. He found a lot of slaves to adopt, and even bought a lot of houses to spread out to teach, but it was a bit slow.

Lorraine did enter the conscription office, but there has been no war recently, and he is just a soldier, and he has not made any progress.

The same is true for Xu Chu, who joined the Zhengdao sect as a small introductory disciple. Fortunately, he has a good root and bone aptitude, and has already begun to practice the most basic swordsmanship.

An Cheng's killer building is not easy to build, and it needs a lot of manpower and foundations to build it from scratch. Fortunately, he bought out a valley, but he also took in many children. It was obviously planted, but it was actually hidden.

Yang Cheng is the most unsatisfactory. The land of fish and rice already has a lot of rich businessmen, and the mighty dragon can't overwhelm the local snake. I'm even more afraid that he doesn't have the ability. If he doesn't find another way, it will be even more difficult.

As for Yue Wen, following Su Yu to do business every day, the lower limit is always refreshed, but his ability is really good, and the collection of news from various sources is even more orderly.

Su Yu looked at the note sent by the flying pigeon, and understood the headaches of the teenagers, but what the young master said, you have to speak up when you have difficulties, and you are not allowed to bear it alone, so that you can support each other and develop rapidly, and they actually implemented it. Ten out of ten.

"How did you get this information?" Su Yu asked after burning the notes one by one.

Yue Wen replied, "Yuan Hengming transferred the racecourse to Hanmo, and opened a clothing store himself. The building needed to buy clothes, and they got them in a fair manner."

"Well, Yuan Heng is very good," Su Yu praised, and then opened the box that Yue Wen brought back together, with some thoughts, everyone else had news, but only Qin Zheng did not.

In the opened box there were a few books of mental methods quietly, Su Yu took out a few books of mental methods in surprise, but couldn't find the letter paper, so he could only look through them one by one, only to find out that they were the mental methods and swordsmanship of some small sects .

I'm afraid Qin Zheng got it by challenging various sects. Although it is not superior, it is enough to train the most basic disciples, and he is very caring.

Su Yu put the mental method back, looked at Yue Wen who was curious and explained, "This is the mental method that the young master challenged various sects, but it can't be exposed to others. I will start to copy it later, and you can send it to everyone else quickly." A copy of the past, be careful to hide your identity."

"Yes, this subordinate understands," the young master obeyed Su Yu's orders when the young master was away, the more I heard about it, the more I remembered it.

Yue Wen went out to deal with things, while Su Yu looked at the troubles of the teenagers, answered them one by one, and then started to transcribe.

Time flies like a white horse, and five years have passed.

And today, Qiuming Mountain, one of the five sects, also welcomed a seemingly ordinary young man in black, but no one dared to look down on him.

He is eight feet tall, dressed in plain black clothes, and looks even taller and slender. Even his long hair is simply tied up with a black headband. He looks ordinary, but his aura is restrained.

Everyone in Qiuming Mountain is ready to fight, because since five years ago, unknown youngsters have started to challenge from a small sect, betting on the inner strength of the sect, if they win the challenge, they can take it away, if they lose, they can contribute their own money. mentality.

One small sect lost, and another small sect lost. At the age of 13, he challenged a sect by himself, and when challenging a sect, he skillfully used the martial arts of the previous sect.

With such a talent, why don't the major sects want to take it under the door, but they are also jealous and coveted because they can't find out the details. Even if they can't get a genius, it's good to get a martial arts mentality.

It's just a pity that no one can win, and the righteous way is afraid, but he can't send people to chase and kill, just because he has never killed anyone after the challenge.

At the beginning of the five sects, they didn't care about it, but just a month ago, Emei, the weakest of the five sects, was all defeated. In hand, who would dare not care.

It's not only my own way of thinking, but also my face. It's just what should come, but it's still here.

"This seat is challenging Qiuming Mountain, the rules are the same as before, let's fight with the mind." The young man slowly drew his sword, and the sword showed a magnificent color in the sunlight, like a white crane crying blood.

"Wait," Daoist Qiuming bit the bullet and stopped him, "I, Qiumingshan, don't want to make this bet with you." Emei looked down on him before, and made a bet with his sect's peerless mentality. Now even with this old face, he still wants to stop this challenge, just because, with his decades of cultivation, he can't see through the youth's cultivation, so talented...

The young man also gave an answer, but this answer provoked Priest Qiuming's anger.

Because he said "Fight or lose!"

"Zhuzi is arrogant!" He dared to make his entire Qiumen sect admit defeat, but he had such ability.

Whether it's a fight and the heart method of the sect is taken away, or just admit defeat and let the heart method be taken away, everyone will choose the first way.

It's just that being famous is not as good as meeting each other. On the high arena, ordinary disciples can only be pointed at the neck and admit defeat if they can't even pass one of his moves. Daoist Qiuming is sitting on the side, his face is livid and his palms are sweaty, but his heart is constantly moving. sink.

The sword is extremely fast and stable, obviously not as good as Qiuming Mountain's Emei swordsmanship, but it is so powerful, but Qiuming can see that he has not yet used his internal strength.

It's just a mere external attack that can reach such a level, but how powerful it is if you use your internal strength.

The disciples were defeated one by one, and even Qiuming's most proud eldest disciple was just a group of people.

The idea that he should pay attention to it and kill it five years ago kept floating in Qiuming's mind, and the juniors of the same generation around him had already entered the field.

It was still just a single strike, this time even Qiuming didn't see how he drew the sword clearly, but the sword was already resting on his junior brother's neck, dyed with cold light as if it could be wiped off at any time, as if no one was worth his second strike.

You can't even see the sword clearly, so how to take the move.

Qiuming also lost, but he failed to prevent that person from leaving when he presented his own method. One was powerless to stop, and the other was that Qiuming Mountain ranked fourth, so the top three would also be challenged.

The loss of all five sects can explain the peerless talent of the young man, not his incompetence. Since he has lost his mind, fortunately, it is only fair and reassuring to lose all of them.

And the young man who went down the mountain was Qin Zheng who challenged all the sects. He challenged for five years, starting from the smallest sect, and then learned their mind and swordsmanship, and challenged again.

Countless battles, life and death, allowed him to integrate the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, and broke through the ninth level of the Nether Frost Heart Sutra a month ago, which is one level higher than Qin Jin's today.

Yes, Qin Jin is not dead yet. Qin Jin, who should have gone mad when Qin Zheng was 16 years old, lived for another two years, and even lived a healthy life.

Five years ago, when he challenged various sects, he naturally attracted Qin Jin's attention. Unfortunately, he was elusive. Even if he was discovered, no one would be able to catch him if Qin Jin hadn't personally acted out.

And until a month ago, when he challenged the whole family of Emei, all the ghost spies disappeared. Presumably, Qin Jin had already deduced his strength, and what he wanted was his stalker.

It's good to be alive, lest he have nowhere to vent his grievances that have been hiding in Tibet all these years.

Qin Zheng identified the authenticity of the two books of mind and sword, and stuffed them into his bosom. Using his lightness kung fu, he disappeared in place. The Qiuming mountain man who sneaked up behind the tree naturally flew up to follow. But lost his trace.

"You said, it would be great if you could worship this expert as your teacher."

"Okay, don't think about it, I didn't keep up with you."

"Qiuming isn't that powerful either!"

"Do you want to be scolded by Master?"

"Okay, okay, let's go back."

"Ugh……"

Qin Zheng didn't bother to listen to what these disciples said, he just passed between the mountains and forests, and then stopped at the foot of the mountain.

The black horse on the tree by the stream was grazing with its head down. Seeing Qin Zheng's figure approaching, he raised his head and rubbed his head affectionately, then hunched over his master and ran off into the distance.