The next day, Su Mo came to the Wu Pavilion at the time set by the class schedule. Because the masters and gentlemen here are all hanging an official and a half-post in the Great Yuan Minister's Department. Therefore, their work and rest system is rest, and they rest every ten days. Teachers can't be idle, and students can't be idle. Therefore, only one day out of every 10 days is no class.

The remaining nine days are on a daily basis. From the first day of the month to the ninth day of the junior high school, only one course will be taken every day, which is divided into two days of compulsory courses for literature, two days for elective courses for literature, and five days for compulsory courses for martial arts. At this time, what Su Mo was going to participate in was the first martial arts sword class.

When Su Mo arrived at the Martial Pavilion, only a few people came. He saw that the men were all sitting cross-legged, each with a sword in their lap. They all had their eyes closed.

Su Mo saw an armored sergeant sitting in the center. He stepped forward and said, "The student has seen sir." ”

"Qi is not a gentleman, Qi is just a martial artist. The sergeant said, "These rites will be waived in the future, and I don't like this set of Wen Zou Zou." Grab a sword from the sword case, and do as they do, and see if it resonates with the sword of your choice. ”

"Yes. Su Mo replied and looked at the sword box next to him. "Senior Qi, this sword box hasn't been opened. ”

"Just stick your hand in and choose. The sergeant surnamed Qi said, "Choosing a sword does not depend on your eyes, but on your heart." ”

Su Mo secretly rolled his eyes. What is called relying on one's own heart. Do you really think that it is not the wind that moves, and the hearts of the benevolent people are moved?

Since the eye can't be used, then rely on perception. Su Mo shrank one hand into his sleeve and clenched the jade pendant. Quietly released the perception.

Su Mo instantly sensed hundreds of different swords. Some of them he had also seen in the sword rankings compiled by some good deeds. But when he saw these swords, he didn't feel very satisfied.

"What's going on, is it really by feeling?" Su Mo was slightly surprised. He already felt the jade pendant in his hand slightly hot. "You have to hurry up, the sergeant surnamed Qi must at least have the cultivation above the four realms of body refining. If you test him rashly with your senses, I'm afraid you will be noticed by him. ”

Su Mo sensed it one by one, and eliminated it one by one. He didn't know what the reason for his dissatisfaction was. When he felt the jade pendant being hot, he wanted to pick a handful and leave.

At this moment, a sword hidden in the corner suddenly flew into his hand, which surprised him a little. I pulled it out. He didn't dare to look more, just walked away quickly.

The sergeant surnamed Qi casually looked at his back as he left, and muttered: "It's not like those poor scholars, who say a few times not to salute but still want to salute, very good, very good......"

Su Mo chose a remote corner, and after sitting cross-legged, he had a chance to look at the sword he chose.

It was a navy-blue short sword, only about two feet long. There are very strange characters on it. It is neither a seal nor a golden script. The material from which the sword is made is even stranger, lacking neither the touch of gold and iron, nor the warmth of jade. On the contrary, it feels like there is some vitality similar to life in between. Su Mo realized that the reason why he was dissatisfied with the other swords was because those swords seemed to lack a spirituality, but this sword seemed to have life.

Su Mo was a little surprised. He put his sword on his lap and closed his eyes. Then he tested it with his senses. Sensing that it didn't react, he tried to cross the true yuan again.

It doesn't matter if this crossing, a few characters in Su Mo's perception instantly lit up. Shocked, he immediately opened his eyes, only to find that from the outside, the sword looked the same as the original. But the characters in the perception are still lit. He examined it carefully, and after knowing that others would not notice, he closed his eyes again and crossed the true yuan again.

A few more characters in the perception lit up. Su Mo opened his eyes again and looked at them, and after making sure that there was nothing unusual on the outside, he relieved himself to cross the Zhenyuan until all the characters in his perception were full.

The moment all the characters were full, something like a portal immediately appeared in Su Mo's perception. He was about to check one or two, but he saw that the portal kept getting bigger. He couldn't help but see what was going on behind the portal.

There is a peach tree behind the door.

Su Mo felt like he had walked into the portal. He saw a huge peach tree with a stream of water next to it. The water of the stream was very clear, and the bottom could be seen.

Su Mo stepped forward, and there was a man in white under the peach tree, waiting for him to approach. The man turned his head to look at him and asked, "Fellow Daoist, can you tell me how many years is Tianxuan now?"

Su Mo thought for a moment and replied, "If Da Zhou hadn't died, it would have been two thousand seven hundred and sixteen years of Tianxuan now." ”

The white-clothed Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly: "Could it be that Da Zhou is dead?"

Su Mo bowed: "It's the Great Yuan Dynasty now." The Great Yuan cultivators took the path of refining the body as the direction of their cultivation, and they called the previous cultivators the old or pseudo-cultivators, called themselves the correct cultivators, or directly referred to themselves as cultivators. For former practitioners, the lower position is the principle of expulsion, and the higher position is the principle of erasure. The old repairs of Middle-earth are almost non-existent. ”

The white-clothed Taoist was silent for a long time, and said with some melancholy: "It's a pity, I didn't expect that the farewell that day would really become a farewell." ”

The white-clothed Taoist was silent for a long time, and then spoke: "My Taoist friend is full of true yuan, and he has the appearance of rushing to the realm, but he has reached the bottleneck?"

"Yes and no. Su Mo said, "I have found a way to break the bottleneck." ”

The white-clothed Taoist frowned slightly: "Daoist friends seem to practice one of the three major exercises of the Taoist sect, the 'Taiyan Heart Sutra', this exercise is the most in-depth study of the mysteries of the ever-changing, but the demons are also easy to be born, and the demons must be careful of the demons in the heart." ”

"It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time, so I can only see you, a rising star. The white-clothed Taoist shook his head. "It's just a projection of my memory, and it's going to fade quickly. ”

Su Mo's heart moved, and he asked, "Senior, what happened to you, you can only leave an image?"

"Anything can happen, he can dodge me with luck, or he can be killed by luck. You should ask me what I am doing. I can tell you that I'm just for a woman. ”

Su Mo listened quietly and did not speak.

"The two of us are in love, like glue. The white-clothed Taoist said in a flat tone, "It's just that she is a member of the East China Sea Sea Clan, so Master won't allow me to have this relationship." So Master asked my brother and sister to put me under house arrest and went to the Sea Clan alone, wanting to kill her. ”

"At that time, the East China Sea was fighting. The Terrans and the Sea Race are hostile to each other. I was worried that she would really become the ghost of the master's sword, so I found an opportunity to escape from the supervision of my fellow disciples. only saw that the master died on the battlefield in the East China Sea. ”

The figure of the white-clothed Taoist was already a little blurred, "I asked her to meet through the secret code of the two before, but I unexpectedly found out through the secret treasure of the master that it was no one else who killed my master, it was her." I drew my sword and questioned her. She said that she was actually the princess of the Sea Clan, proficient in all kinds of sea clan magic spells, and her cultivation was probably still above my master. ”

"I was furious, and I used my life in one go, she didn't dodge, she didn't fight, and I stabbed more than 300 swords. Later, I found out that it was actually her father who killed my master, but my master deliberately disturbed the qi before he died, and he must have expected that I would come to take revenge, so he blamed all the qi on her. ”

"I have heard that there is the River Styx in the depths of the Great Wilderness, and in the depths of the River Styx there are nine dead alders that can resurrect the dead. So I went out into the wilderness. But he met the patriarch of the Shanghai clan in the East China Sea. I am not defeated by him, so I can only let the magic weapon escape, hoping to find a colleague to help. It's just that I didn't expect that this kind of waiting is more than a thousand years, just waiting for the news of the collapse of a big Zhou. ”

The figure of the white-clothed Taoist has slowly dissipated, "I think she will be reincarnated and reborn, but I don't know who her surname is." If you have the opportunity, you can go to the East China Sea and help me bury this sword on Lingxia Island, where there is a grave where she is buried. ”

"Senior, what's the name of this sword?"

The white-clothed Taoist said lightly: "Don't dream cold, the beauty will never return." This sword is called 'Cold Dream'. ”

Su Mo saluted solemnly at his figure and said, "Mo will definitely do his best." ”

......

Su Mo opened his eyes.

There are already a hundred people around. Although the sergeant surnamed Qi saw that everyone had arrived, he didn't urge, but just asked the later people to try if it could resonate with the sword in his hand.

Su Mo looked at the "Cold Dream" in his hand, and the characters on it were still there. Su Mo secretly crossed a touch of true yuan, only to feel that this sword had become a lot lighter.

"It's indeed a magic weapon!" Su Mo was a little surprised, although more than a thousand years have passed, and most of the spirituality on the sword has gone, the blade is still sharp, and it is not a problem to cut gold and jade.

The voice of the sergeant surnamed Qi sounded at this time, "All beings can open their eyes." Introduce myself, the old man Qi Chop, Xuanquan Takeo. There are three things that the old man dislikes the most, one is that the etiquette is too much, and the other is hesitation. Third...... Meat is too old. ”

All the beings laughed.

Qi Qi had no expression on his face: "From today onwards, I will teach you the twenty-eight swords of Xuanquan." Xuanquan twenty-eight swords, divided into seven styles, partial seven styles, seven royal styles, and seven absolute styles. What we are going to practice today is the first of the eight styles, 'Rising with the Wind'. You all go with the old man to the stake formation. ”

Everyone moved to the second floor of the Martial Pavilion, where all of them were black wooden stakes, and the light from the oil lamp hit them, and there was a luster similar to the reflection of metal. There are deep or shallow sword marks on it.

"Everyone, let's see the old man demonstrate first. ”

Qi Slash stood in front of a wooden stake, and after standing for a few breaths, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed towards the stake from top to bottom. In the blink of an eye, most of the stakes were split. "The [Rising with the Wind] sword technique is a sword drawing technique. What is particular about the sword is fast, the sword is accurate, and the strength is stable. You have to concentrate all your energy on the target, except for what the target is unexpected, and after drawing the sword, you don't care about it. ”

ps: Ling Xi has something to do today, so there is only one shift tomorrow. Thank you for your tolerance!