C186 Uncle Xia Is Proud

It was said that Gu Feng's sword forging ability was extraordinary. It was said that the sword he forged was not inferior to the Ten Great Swords. The swordsmen of the same generation were all proud of having a sword he forged.

Although the few grandmasters already had the famous swords that were passed down in their sects, if the disciples of their sects had a sword that was personally forged by Master Gu, then... Therefore, all the big sects and sects had put in a lot of effort to win over Master Gu.

Other than his ability to forge swords, this Mister Gu Feng was also said to be an expert swordsman. What was even more rare was that he had friendly relations with all the great sword sects and renowned sword masters in the world. Usually, when he came to a certain sect, they would try their best to persuade him to stay. They would definitely not let him go easily.

After the grand reception, Mr. Gu did not care about face and had to leave something behind. During this period of time, the various sects would definitely try their best to make friends with Gu Feng. It was inevitable for them to exchange sword skills with friends through martial arts.

Therefore, regardless of Master Gu Feng's sword techniques, just this experience alone was already unparalleled under the heavens.

Later on, Master Gu owed a lot of favors and could no longer be bothered. He avoided the major sects to the point where he was afraid of them and was no longer willing to easily get involved with them.

I reckon that at that time, our not-so-old Mr. Wang also wrote a letter to Master Gu, but he wandered around aimlessly. 99% of the time, he didn't receive this letter. If he had received the letter, he might not have come to Shangluo. It was because he had long been scared out of his wits by his enthusiastic fans.

In short, due to some unforeseen circumstances, Master Gu had come to Shangluo and met the number one swordsman in Shangluo, Wong Beiming, Mr. Wang. The two of them actually hit it off at first sight.

What the others didn't know was that this kind of happy meeting was largely because both of them had the same hobby, drinking.

Master Gu was from the Shandong, but he could travel all over the world. All kinds of fine wine entered his stomach, such as clear, fragrant, and sauce-flavored. There was also grape wine and nightlight glasses, all of which were easy to come by. However, this was the first time Wong Beiming drank the Qin wine that he had kept in his family.

The Qin wine, also known as the Willow Forest Wine, was also one of the most famous white wine in the current era. Western Phoenix Wine. It started from Yin Shang and flourished in Tang Song. In the Tang Dynasty, this wine was classified as "mellow and elegant, sweet and refreshing, harmonized with various flavors, with a clean and long tail."

Back then, when Su Shi was working in Qin, he loved this wine very much. He had once used the phrase "flower blooming wine is beautiful, but not drunk," to praise the Western Phoenix wine.

It was only because of the unique style of this phoenix fragrance style Western Phoenix Wine. Its taste was soft and soft, and it was clear but not light, thick and not glamorous. It was a combination of fragrance, fragrance, and strong fragrance. It had the five flavors of sourness, sweetness, bitterness, spiciness and flavor. It was a unique style that did not stick out at all.

In fact, if one were to really talk about it, the Western Phoenix Wine was not any better than the other famous wines. They were almost on par with each other, and it was difficult to tell who was on par with each other.

However, this Master Gu was like a lecher. He was used to seeing all kinds of beautiful women in the world. He was already tired of aesthetics to begin with. He suddenly saw a woman who had the characteristics of all the women he had seen in his past life. However, she also had her own unique taste, which combined all the beautiful traits together. However, she was still able to maintain her charming charm even though she did not want to be the host of the event. How could he not be intoxicated by it?

The wine in Wong Beiming's house was old wine that had been stored for decades, hundreds of years, or even hundreds of years. It was wonderful to drink it. To Gu Feng, it was not something that could be described in the language of the mortal world. It was as if he was drunk, as if he was crazy.

Gu Feng had lived in the Wang family for three months. He took advantage of this long-awaited hot-blooded enthusiasm. Gu Feng forged a treasured sword for Wong Beiming. After the sword was forged, gu Feng was stunned. It was said that the word "Sword Emperor" was engraved on the sword hilt. He laughed and left.

From then on, there was no news of Great Master Gu. The word "Sword Emperor" and the sword became the ultimate song of Great Master Gu Feng in this world.

In the past few decades, the martial world was in turmoil, but Wong Beiming relied on the sword in his hand. He stood tall and did not fall. Some people said that a treasured sword was worthy of a hero. Great Master Gu, who had seen countless people, felt that Wong Beiming was worthy of the name Sword Emperor. That was why he forged the sword for him. Then, he felt that no one in his life could surpass him. That was why he quietly retreated.

Regardless of whether this was true or false, and whether others believed it or not, there were always some people who believed it.

Initially, there were still some hotheads who ran over to challenge the number one sword strike of Shangluo, which had already advanced to Sword Emperor. Could it be that they had returned in defeat? What was even more rare was that these failures were all full of praise for Wong Beiming.

Some of the other sword arts experts from famous and large sects all cherished their feathers. When they saw that Wong Beiming was unable to leave the Shangluo, they strictly ordered the disciples of their sect to stay in the Shangluo. Furthermore, they absolutely prohibited them from challenging Wong Beiming. It was fine to let other sects do this kind of thing that might cause them to put in effort, but why would they want their own sect to be the one to stand up for them?

In the past, Wong Beiming, the Sword Emperor of Shangluo, had become a legend. In the later stages, he lived in seclusion, but he was still the hot-blooded idol in the hearts of countless young men.

Zhang Jingxuan did not expect that today, Zheng Xingquan would use some kind of method here. He actually invited this old man who did not show up. He couldn't help but think in his heart. It seemed like today's matter was getting more and more interesting.

However, it seemed like they weren't friends at the moment. Zhang Jingxuan didn't make any small talk. He only greeted Wong Beiming as a sign of respect. Wong Beiming, on the other hand, paid attention to his status and nodded slightly.

The man in second place looked like a Minister Counsellor, but when he stood there, he looked like he was made of iron.

Zheng Xingquan introduced him seriously, "This one is the model star of business in Shangluo. Sect Master Ding, Ding Zhaoyun of Non-horse Gang. If I, Zheng Xingquan, wasn't here in the domain of the Shangluo, everything would continue as usual. If Sect Master Ding wasn't here... The Shangluo will definitely cook a pot of porridge. "

Zhang Jingxuan cupped his hands and bowed. Ding Zhaoyun returned the salute with a faint smile on his face.

The third person was about thirty years old. His beard was untrimmed, and although his clothes were bright and beautiful, it gave people a sense of slovenly sloppiness. His expression also jumped. The smile on Zheng Xingquan's face became even wider, and it was quite intriguing.

"This hero is an outstanding figure amongst the younger generation of the Chai family in the River Office. He is the Feather Qilin, Xia Yun, Young Master Xia. He is the pride of the word uncle."

As soon as his voice faded, this Young Master Xia let out a faint sigh and said, "Ai, he isn't young anymore. Time doesn't forgive people. Sooner or later, this world will belong to your young generation. It really makes people envious. "

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Jingxuan and the others with watery eyes. He didn't know if he had touched something in his heart or if he was so excited when he saw Zhang Jingxuan and the others.

Zhang Jingxuan and the others only felt that this Young Master Xia's eyes seemed to have a watery effect as he looked at them with wet eyes. No matter who they looked at, they would feel frightened and couldn't understand what kind of martial art it was. This was simply unheard of.

Zhang Jingxuan couldn't escape. He could only reluctantly clasp his hands in greeting. That Young Master Xia also didn't move. He just looked at Zhang Jingxuan with an amorous expression, as if his eyes had already conveyed a thousand words.

As for our Sect Master Zhang, he had a bad feeling when he entered the city. Could it be that he made the wrong choice this time? He even started to think about how to escape.