Everyone happily accepted Duan Yunfeng, invited him to sit by the fire and talk, and got to know each other.

"My old Guo traveled around the world and was quite familiar with Yanbei Lulin. But I have never heard of Brother Duan's name. I don't know where Brother Duan has been active in the past?"

Guo Haishen asked curiously.

Duan Yunfeng shook his head: "I was not from the green forest before. I learned skills from my teacher since I was a child. Later, my master passed away and returned to my hometown."

"I don't know who my brothers are from?"

"I shouldn't call my master's name directly. He once lived in the world and had a name called "Jianhan Northwest", but he had already retired."

Upon hearing this, Guo Haishen was slightly moved: "Jian Han is northwest...but is Senior Nie Wu?"

"That's right." Duan Yunfeng nodded.

"It turns out that he is a senior disciple of Senior Nie, and he is disrespectful."

Guo Haishen was solemn and held his fists solemnly.

Seeing that many of his companions next to him were confused, he turned around and introduced his life carefully.

Nie Wu was a top swordsman who ran around the north twenty or thirty years ago. He was a famous lone knight in the world. He was good at using a pair of mother-child swords and defeated countless masters in the world.

At that time, the emperor was in power. A clean official was killed by a treacherous minister, wrongly convicted, beheaded and executed, and his family was exiled and exiled, or was exiled, or was exiled. Nie Wu had received the favor of this clean official and rushed to help thousands of miles to save the clean official's family. Then he went alone to the capital and assassinated the treacherous minister. Therefore, he cut off his arm and escaped. From then on, he disappeared without a trace and had no trace.

"This senior Nie, who has done his best to repay kindness, is also a hero."

Zhou Jing nodded.

No wonder Duan Yunfeng dared to enter the palace to assassinate the emperor. It turned out that this was all tradition of mastering...

Duan Yunfeng took off his two swords on his back, sighed softly, and said, "My master only has two disciples in his life. My senior brother left without saying goodbye and disappeared. Before his death, he passed on the weapons he used to travel around the world in the past and called it the mother-in-law python sword."

Everyone looked at the two swords in his hand, one long and one short, and the style was quite simple.

"Brother Duan is from Yanbei, how did Jiang Chun come to this day?"

Fang Zhen was curious.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yunfeng's face darkened:

"I returned home in the arts, and it happened that the Yanbei drought was severe. All the elders in my hometown died of natural disasters and man-made disasters. The world was so big that I had no place to go, so I traveled around, only to regret that I was not good at learning skills and could not kill all the treacherous officials in the world. I happened to hear that Brother Chen had called the exorcising traitors and seeking evil, so I came to serve."

He didn't dare to trust everyone completely, so he hid the chapter of assassinating the emperor.

"Don't worry, brother, I have my second brother here, keep it safe and kill them."

Fang Zhen patted her chest big.

Duan Yunfeng heard this and looked at Zhou Jing and said in a deep voice: "I don't know what long-term plans Brother Chen has. It is a pleasure to act on the heavens everywhere, but after killing so many county officials, the court will not ignore it. Sooner or later, it will cause a big disaster."

Although he thought Chen Feng was worthy of his effectiveness, he also wanted to know what long-term plans this person has. If he always keeps doing this, he will find it difficult to make a comeback.

Hong Ding, who was beside him, snorted first: "The court has been wanting us for a day or two, so what's there to be afraid of?"

During these days, people killed many county officials, which made it more and more unbearable for the government. However, there is no good way to deal with Chen Feng, a small gang.

Ordinary small gangs are actually easy to destroy, but with the extra Chen Feng, it is completely different. Hundreds of officers and soldiers are chasing or ambushing them, but they are killed and thrown away their armor.

This gang is small and flexible, only roaming between county towns and rural areas. If a large army is sent to surround and intercept them and they drill into the mountains, it will take a lot of time. Every day, people eat horses and chew horses and chew them is a big expense. Even if the baggage problem is not mentioned, Chen Feng alone has the ability to sneak into the military camp to assassinate officers, which is enough to make officers from all over the country afraid.

Moreover, even if the arresting documents were issued and Chen Feng was awarded a reward, no one dared to provoke him.

In Jiangchun, there has never been such a difficult small bandit in the prefectures. It is like a gangrene attached to the bone, which makes people feel extremely troublesome.

However, Zhou Jing was not ruthless. If the court really did not care about his money, it would be very troublesome. So he is currently only wandering between the countryside, controlling the intensity, and in a state where he is angry at the governments everywhere, and hesitating whether to invest a lot of money to suppress bandits.

After all, in the eyes of the government, although this group of people is not small, the number of people is really small and cannot form a climate. It seems that the provincial boundary is more cost-effective than paying huge casualties to wipe out it.

For many state officials, as long as Chen Feng is not in his own place, he can stand up.

Zhou Jing was interested in listening to the person’s thoughts and asked, “I wonder what kind of opinions Brother Duan has?”

Duan Yunfeng pondered and said, "Brother Chen killed too many officials, and he is no longer tolerant to the court. Even if he gathers in the mountains and forests, he may not be able to be recruited. In the future, there is no place to live in the world. Since things have come to this point, why not rebel?"

As soon as the words fell, the field became quiet and the needle could be heard.

Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows.

What a guy, are you more anxious than me?

Yes, this guy assassinated the emperor and had no way out than me. He had already given up his promise and was not afraid of wearing shoes barefoot.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Duan Yunfeng said angrily:

"The emperor was incompetent and unruly, and the treacherous ministers controlled the court. The disasters in the north have been caused by years of disasters. The governments in various places deceived the superiors and concealed the subordinates and still levyed bribes. The aristocratic families took the opportunity to expand their property and fill their own pockets. The brothers may not have a deep understanding in the south, but the people in the north have already been in aroused resentment. The officials regard us as pigs and dogs. The world is so decayed that it is the officials who force the people to rebel!"

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

Zhou Jing spoke slowly at this time: "Even if you want to rise up, it is not the time. This matter will be put aside for the time being, and we will talk about it later."

Although he had been doing great rebellious things, he did not intend to tell the team the goal of the rebellion so early. However, since Duan Yunfeng took the initiative to propose it, it would be okay to have a subtle influence.

Speaking of which, this section of Yunfeng was influenced by the master's sect, and was also not bound by the thoughts of the monarch and the people, had no king's laws, acted decisively, had excellent ingredients, and could be a backbone.

This wave has drawn a strong man...

Zhou Jing thought to himself.

Everyone chatted for a while, then stopped talking and began to study the secrets offered by Duan Yunfeng.

Zhou Jing looked through it a little and found that the skill of the flowing clouds and drizzle was too soft and too clever, and it was not suitable for his own way of flying with big bricks, so he did not plan to practice it.

There are many sects to visit this time. He plans to find a strong internal strength mental technique to act as the core technique of his second extraordinary system [Marriage Internal Power].

Although in this world, practicing martial arts moves alone can produce internal energy, and entering from the outside is not necessarily weaker than those of the martial arts who practice internal skills, internal skills and mental methods still have their own uses. Internal skills are different from external skills and martial arts, and are not suitable for changing at will, and it is not possible to practice many ways at the same time.

Similar to the main system of the No. 4 Apostle [Martial Arts], the second system [Marriage Internal Power] also has the concept of core martial arts, as the foundation of the internal power of a body.

Embodied on the panel, it means that the internal power mental method that can provide attribute bonus is limited, and the auxiliary mental method in addition to the core technique, the attribute bonus is reduced by a certain proportion based on the conditions of grade, realm, etc.

Similarly, if you practice two different low-level internal skills, only one of them can provide a complete bonus, and the other only has a partial bonus. The more the number of skills at the same level, the more severe the reduction... Therefore, it is difficult to accumulate the number of low-level internal skills to exceed the results of practicing advanced internal skills.

After practicing advanced internal skills, you can replace low-level internal skills as the core skills and provide complete bonuses.

In addition, if this type of exercise encounters a bottleneck, you can accumulate your skills based on the practice time until you reach the upper limit that this state can accommodate. The same is true for the martial arts system.

Zhou Jing did not practice this secret book, but others felt like they had a treasure. Many Green Forest heroes had never seen serious internal skills and were curious to participate in research.

However, this skill is the unique skill of the Wushan School. As an internal skill, it requires various pre-emptive martial arts. Everyone has never practiced Wushan School martial arts, so they can understand it in half.

The martial arts of a sect are mostly a system that inherits the past and opens the future. Everyone is not discouraged. They plan to choose the sect that suits them after finding the bad luck of each sect, and start practicing with the other party's basic martial arts.

Among the people, only Lin Song, who came from the Wushan Sect, could fully understand this secret.

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

The sects of the Jianghu regard advanced martial arts as treasures, and are almost as savage to outsiders and even ordinary disciples under their sects, but Chen Feng abandoned it like a worn-out shoe, so happy.

"I, can I really practice?"

Lin Song couldn't help asking questions, with a nervous expression.

He didn't know if he was a newcomer, he was qualified to enjoy this treatment.

Zhou Jing glanced at him: "You don't want to practice, you can't practice either."

"I practice! I practice!"

Lin Song quickly answered, holding the secret book tightly.

He never thought that he would be able to practice the unique skills of the sect that one day could become the leader.

However, when he thought of the past grace of the sect, he felt a little uneasy.

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Song finally plucked up the courage and spoke:

"Brother, can you talk privately?"

Zhou Jing looked at him, took him out of the fire, and talked in the woods.

"What's up?"

Lin Song swallowed and whispered: "Brother, I have a heartless request... Can I keep me in the Wushan Sect?"

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

Lin Song carefully observed Zhou Jing's face and said, "The head of the sect is dead, no one knows my situation. Now there are no leaders in Wushan Sect. I have an affair with the daughter of the head, and I may be able to succeed the sect..."

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

"No, no, no, I have no intention." Lin Song quickly rejected and said, "The Wushan Sect is one of the eight major sects in the world. I was thinking that if I could become the head of the sect, I would definitely be able to use the power of the sect to do more for my brother."

He heard that the head of the sect was burping halfway and did not pass his news back to the sect, and his mind became lively again.

Moreover, Lin Song believes that he is not a traitor to the sect at all. He has no choice but to join Chen Feng's gang in order to protect himself. He has not really betrayed the interests of the sect yet.

Zhou Jing stared at him without saying a word.

Lin Song burst into tears and explained: "Brother, Wushan Party has the kindness of passing on his skills to me. I can't bear to see him decline. I'm afraid that my brother will kill him and will flow into a river. So I want to use this method to make the master's sect useful for my brother, and ask my brother to show mercy..."

His suggestion was indeed coveting the position of head, but it was not entirely out of selfishness.

To be fair, Lin Song felt that he was a newcomer who had just joined the gang and could not guarantee that Chen Feng would keep his face, so he came up with this compromise. He felt that as long as the sect could provide Chen Feng with usefulness, Chen Feng would not start a big killing. He would compromise and deal with the thief with his own life, and he could save the lives of more brothers.
To be continued...