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    Wei Jian came to Fuzhou from Hengshan. He was doing psychological construction and comforting himself all the way.

    To put it another way, even the method I thought of would not work.

    You can also practice first and solve the crisis of Liu Zhengfeng's family first, and then consider this crisis.

    If you really can¡¯t control it, isn¡¯t there another way to waste your energy?

    Martial arts have been abolished, and there is no such thing as obsessive-compulsive, conflicting Yang Qi, etc. It is obviously impossible to exist anymore.

    Although this path may not be easy to follow, the body will also suffer great damage if the power is lost or lost.

    But it¡¯s better than losing your life.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know whether it was Ah Q¡¯s spirit that played a role, or whether the golden finger gave Wei Jian the confidence.

    Along the way, Wei Jian felt much better.

    ???????????At least when the evil sword manual is mentioned, the color will change and people will avoid it like a snake or a scorpion.

    Having eliminated the obstacles in his mind, Wei Jian is now thinking more about how to better and successfully practice this magical skill faster.

    After all, only by becoming stronger can we resolve the crisis of Liu Zhengfeng and even the Hengshan Sect.

    When you are drinking water, don¡¯t forget the person who dug the well.

    ¡°After all, my ability to live happily to this day all depends on them.

    If there is no other way, that¡¯s it. If you have the chance, you should try it no matter what.

    "Besides, it's easy to enjoy the shade under the big trees. Only if the Hengshan School is good can you be good.

    "And coming to such a turbulent world of martial arts, if you don't know martial arts, or don't make a name for yourself in the world of martial arts, isn't your trip in vain?

    Although the evil sword technique is a quick martial art, how fast is it?

    Is it three to five days, ten days and a half?  Or a year and a half?

    After all, Liu Zhengfeng was about to wash his hands in the golden basin, and there was not much time left for him.

    Fortunately, the sword madman left him with a profound foundation and a golden finger. I guess it should be a great addition to the practice of swordsmanship.

    Wei Jian comforted himself in his heart

    Not to mention what Wei Jian was thinking.

    ???????????????????????????????????: He hurried all the way, traveling across states and counties, without daring to delay at all.

    As I just said, time is running out and it¡¯s almost time to get there.

    Although it¡¯s a bit of a temporary fix, now we can only race against time.

    As the saying goes, you can¡¯t eat hot tofu if you are anxious.

    Being in such a hurry, Wei Jian naturally suffered a lot along the way.

    Good guy, let alone ancient times, even in modern times, with trains and planes, I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t bear it if I have to travel for several days or more than ten days.

    Although he can be regarded as having some skills, he is at most like an ordinary third-generation disciple, or similar to Linghu Chong's state before he practiced the Dugu Nine Swords.

    Although the body bones are not bad, there is no internal energy to sustain and relieve the pain.  It all depends on the young body to resist.

    In ancient times, there was no need to talk about roads.

    "It's all a lie to ride a horse and share the prosperity of the world."

    Even the so-called official roads are no different from the rural roads of the 1980s and 1990s.

    Along the way, Wei Jian's body almost fell apart.  Calluses are almost forming on both sides of my thighs.

    Not only is it physically unbearable, but also mentally tired.

    After all, he has to rush for time, and the journey is boring. He also has to think about the shortcomings of the evil sword technique, how to avoid it, and the way out.

    I don¡¯t know how many brain cells were killed.

    He was able to persevere all because of the foundation, concentration and persistence left to him by Jian Chi.

    Fortunately, finally, when he arrived in Fuzhou, looking at Fuzhou City from a distance, Wei Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

    "We're finally here. This journey is really not a job for one person." Wei Jian complained to himself.

    Every time he was so tired from traveling that he didn¡¯t want to move, he would dream about when he would be able to fly with a sword and soar through the clouds and mist.

    Then he complained about his golden finger, which was of no use at all.

    Of course, these are all his self-regulation.

    Since we have arrived at the place, there is no need to be too anxious, and there is no shortage of time.

    It just so happened that Wei Jian was thirsty on the road at this moment. There happened to be a tea shed on the roadside, so he decided to rest for a while.

    Tea sheds like this are just like roadside stalls in modern society.  Very marketable.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????You can see them everywhere on the traffic arteries heading north.

    As the core of Fujian Province, Fuzhou has quite a few people coming and going here every day.

    Therefore, although the outskirts of the city are desolate, there are still businesses.

    Setting up a tea shed and selling two bowls of hot tea doesn¡¯t take much effort, but the business is excellent.

    When Wei Jian arrived, it was not too early, but there were still some people sitting in the tea shed.

    It is not difficult to see from the costumes that most of them are warriors armed with swords. Occasionally, there are a few businessmen who look like they are also guarded by several warriors.

    Although it seems that the cultivation level cannot reach Wei Jian's discernment, they are definitely some old Jianghu.

    ¡°After all, in ancient society, many people may never have traveled far and wide in their lives, and those who were able to travel far and wide, except for scholars and businessmen, most of them were people from the world of martial arts, and even the former had to rely on the power of bodyguards and warriors.

    After all, without a second thought, just stepping on wolves, tigers and leopards, let alone mountain bandits and horse bandits, is enough to kill a person.

    "However, although there are many people, there are only two people who manage the tea shed. Judging from their status, they are grandfather and grandson.

    ? One old and one young, one male and one female.

    "Thank you for your hard work, young master. Please leave the horse to the young man. Come sit inside and rest your feet. Nanny, please serve tea to the young master."

    Seeing Wei Jian's arrival, the owner of the tea shed hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face, took the horse rein from Wei Jian's hand, and shouted to his granddaughter inside while being polite.  The movements were very smooth and familiar.

    Wei Jian did not refuse and went happily.

    After all, the reason why he stopped here was to take a rest and drink some tea.

    Just when Wei Jian sat down and put down the sword in his hand, the granddaughter whom the old man had shouted at earlier was already walking towards Wei Jian carrying a kettle and a tea bowl.

    Wei Jian frowned slightly when he saw the person coming.

    Because this girl gave him a weird feeling, not like a working person.

    Sure enough, his feeling was quickly confirmed.

    Nuwa walked toward him carrying a pot full of boiling water with feet instead of feet and hands instead of hands.

    "I don't know if I tripped on something under my feet or for some reason. I rushed forward suddenly, and the kettle filled with boiling water came out of my hand. The kettle flew straight towards Wei Jian.

    This is really a disaster.  Wei Jian originally just wanted to take a rest, but, good guy, he got into this situation before he even drank the tea.

    Fortunately, Wei Jian has already paid attention to it, and although his kung fu is not very good, if he wants to avoid and push away a pot of water, there is still no problem.

    Just when he was about to draw his sword and swing open the teapot.

    The old man who had led the horse happened to appear, and reached out his hand at the right time to take the teapot, cleverly resolving an accident.

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