Chapter 267: It's Actually You?

Chapter 267: It's Actually You?

When Lan Ningshuang and Black Charcoal Head heard this, they both sighed, Young Masters idea is good, but unfortunately, its too difficult to implement.

Yeah. Qin Feng took a deep breath.

At this moment, the old man spoke, Where theres a will there is a way.

Qin Feng was immediately stunned. This mentor of his never spoke without purpose. Suddenly saying these words, could it be that there was a real possibility?

He thought of the serious matter that the master and the Senior Sword Emperor had discussed last night.

He thought about the fact that the Sword Emperor sent his daughter Bai Qiu to the Myriad Sword Sect to learn swordsmanship.

A bold idea suddenly formed in his mind.

Could it be that the Myriad Sword Sect and the Sword Emperor City had long ago thought of spreading their martial arts to the outside world? And Bai Qiu coming to the Myriad Sword Sect to learn swordsmanship, which was the opportunity?

Although his wife had previously told him that the Sect Master accepted Bai Qiu as a direct disciple to seize the title of the Sword Emperor, Qin Feng always felt that this explanation was hard to believe.

The figure standing in front of the stone tablet still appeared in his mind and could not be dissipated.

The original intention of establishing the Myriad Sword Sect and the countless names engraved on the monument also made him unable to let go for a long time.

From the bottom of his heart, he hoped that the three great sword sects could merge and teach martial arts outward.

If it could really be achieved, other sects and martial arts families could not remain indifferent.

Perhaps one day, most people could reach the high realm of divine martial arts, and by then, humanity would not have to live in fear under the threat of demons and ghosts.

Young Master, Young Master? Lan Ningshuang called out.

Ah? Whats wrong? Qin Feng snapped back to reality.

Why are you daydreaming? If you dont drink this porridge soon, it will get cold.

Oh, okay.

Qin Feng picked up the porridge, took a sip, and the words Where theres a will theres a way what the old man said became more and more clear in his mind.

Unfortunately, his abilities were limited. Even if he wanted to bring about such a situation, he was willing but powerless.

In the town outside the ethereal peaks, two figures walked through the crowd towards the direction of the Myriad Sword Sect.

On the bustling street, people came and went, but strangely, no one could touch these two individuals.

Qin Feng curiously asked, Who is here?

Xing Sheng put down the long spear in his hand and replied, Its a young man in white clothes, carrying a large sword case on his back. He should be someone from the Martial House.

Martial world? Why would he come here for no reason?

It seems hes here to look for the young lady, but I dont know the details. Black Charcoal Head shook his head.

Qin Feng understood and walked towards the hall. Approaching the door, he suddenly heard the words Ghost Soldier Sword Box in their conversation!

The Ghost Soldier Sword Box, lost for a hundred years in the martial world? Is the young man from the Martial House? Qin Feng quickened his pace, eager to see the appearance of the other person.

Upon stepping into the room, he immediately saw the figure sitting at the table, a stranger but with a somewhat familiar silhouette.

Wearing white clothes, a black headband tied around the head, carrying a large sword box engraved with exquisite sword patterns seven in total upon closer inspection.

Why does this sword case feel like Ive seen it somewhere before? Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, starting to recall in detail.

Brother-In-Law. Lan Ningshuang greeted.

Hmm? The young man in white, who was talking, turned around, then widened his eyes, Its you?!

Naturally, Li Luo remembered this person. In the tavern in Qiyuan City, this person was humming arrogant lyrics and even called him Little Brother back then!

Qin Feng also recognized Li Luo and exclaimed, Are you the martial prodigy who was brought to tears by my wife with just a finger poking your nose?!

Oh no, Qin Fengs face stiffened as he accidentally blurted out his inner thoughts. He cautiously looked at the other person.

The young man clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead pulsated.

The others also cast surprised glances.

Sorry, I spoke too hastily. Qin Feng apologized.

The young man remained silent. He took a few deep breaths and opened his right hand into a fist.

As a burst of energy swept through, accompanied by a heavy sound, the large sword sheath slammed onto the ground, and cracks spread like a spider web.

Seven sword patterns on the surface of the sheath lit up in sequence!

Qin Feng sensed something was wrong and nervously asked, What are you going to do?

The young man said with emphasis, Today, I must properly teach you a lesson!