In the courtyard, the immature young boy held the wooden sword tightly, practicing the thirteen basic swordsmanship styles taught to him by Li Baigang one by one, and sweat soaked his little face.

He pursed his lips, even though his arms were sore, he still had no idea of stopping to rest.

Qinglian is very stubborn, probably a person who grew up in the mud of the Gobi Desert, and they all have a ruthless energy, ruthless to themselves and others.

In fact, Li Bai has always wanted to know that the Qinglian monk who was obviously free and wanton in history has actually become a character of a cold male god in this king continent.

But now it seems that this kind of character has begun to show signs at the moment.

If it weren't for Zhao Rui as his teacher, Li Bai felt that the Qinglian boss would very likely grow crooked and become a murderous bandit and a wolf-like man......

Today is the third day that Qinglian "Meng Xin" followed Li Bai's "big guy" to learn swordsmanship, and Li Bai never doubted his kendo talent, so from the beginning, what he taught Qinglian was a self-created "basic" swordsmanship.

said that it is the foundation, but in fact, in the system rating, it is at least C-level, and the swordsmanship of the same level as the imperial sword technique, in the rivers and lakes, is already a superior swordsmanship that can make people's heads bleed.

After all, his current kendo attainments are so high, compared to some kendo immortals.

"The basic swordsmanship is the cornerstone of my Shushan Heavenly Escape Imperial Swordsmanship. In Qinglian's sea of knowledge, Li Bai stood with his hands in his hands, showing the demeanor of a master, "If you can't even hold the sword with your hands, how can you talk about using qi to control the sword?"

"In addition to that, you need to practice the art of breathing with me every day. He said, "Since it is a sword with qi, there is no qi, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice." ”

"This point, you will also find when you travel the rivers and lakes in the future, but all powerful martial artists will have absolutely extraordinary internal breath, otherwise no matter how subtle the moves are, they will have no source, and they will be broken when they poke. ”

The sweat on Qinglian's forehead flowed down and fell into his eyes, and he wanted to close his eyes, but as soon as he closed his eyes, in the sea of knowledge, Li Bai poked it with a sword, and he almost screamed out in pain.

Then came Li Bai's indifferent voice: "Master duel, let alone being stung by sweat, even if the sky falls, you must not close your eyes, because as long as you close your eyes, you will definitely die." ”

Qinglian gritted her teeth and continued to wield the wooden sword.

......

Zhao Rui's injuries healed very quickly, today, he was sitting at the square table and drinking turbid wine, and sitting opposite was his savior, the Great Wall, the city pass of the Folding Chong Lieutenant, Hua Arc.

Hua Arc is still a high-spirited man in his prime, and when he saw Zhao Rui drinking wine one after another, he couldn't help but dissuade him: "Your injuries are not yet well, so you can't drink more." ”

Zhao Rui was slightly stunned, shook his head with a wry smile, he is shorter than words, long in deeds, although he usually behaves woodenly, he is the most important to kindness.

In fact, the more scholars who are aware of etiquette and righteousness, the more they have a scale in their hearts, and they always weigh their hearts.

That day, if he hadn't taken care of Qinglian, even if his swordsmanship was low, he would definitely turn back decisively and fight the enemy.

If nothing else, just for the past three years, if it weren't for Zhao Mingcheng's gang of horse thieves, he would have buried his bones in the desert long ago.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Hua Arc shook his head and said with a smile: "When I saw the clever ghost of your family, a certain family remembered the lovely daughters in the family again, the eldest daughter Mulian and the second daughter Mulan, they are all treasures of a certain family. ”

Zhao Rui chuckled: "General Hua is in the prime of life, so he keeps teasing his grandson, and I don't know which stupid boy your daughters will be cheaper in the end." ”

Hua Arc's face turned dark, and her heart said, can this person speak?

When I think about it, the more I think about it, the more angry I become.

Teasing the grandson, there must be a grandson!

And I don't even have a son now, right...... Before leaving home this time, my wife seemed to be pregnant again, and I didn't know if it was a man or a woman.

Thinking of this, Hua Arc's thoughts drifted to Chang'an, which was far away.

Suddenly, a traveler in a bucket hat sat down at the adjacent table.

"Praise be to Athena, Thy wisdom is lofty and profound, Thy erudition is admired by all scholars, Thou hast given us wisdom and light, food and clothing. The young traveler prayed reverently.

Then he took out his silver knife and fork and began to eat.

"Oh, there are still people who worship these old gods, and don't all Westerners convert to God?" someone asked in a low voice.

The young traveler tilted his head, with a small moustache on his lips, a very white complexion, and pale brown eyes, typical of a warrior lander.

"I'm Italian. "Although the Holy See is here, there are always some old stubborn people who cling to this outdated faith, don't they?"

Hua Arc was very interested in Western legends, and said to the traveler, "Is the little brother interested in coming to fight a table?"

The traveler said elegantly, "It's an honor." ”

"A certain flower arc, here is the commander of the folding. Hua Arc introduced, "This is Zhao Rui, a Confucian disciple. ”

The traveler bowed slightly, stroked his chest with his right hand, and said solemnly: "In Lower Niccolò Polo, as you can see, below is a traveler from the land of warriors. ”

......

backyard

Qinglian stumbled and fell to the ground.

He got up breathlessly and stubbornly continued to swing his sword.

Li Bai said softly: "Sword practice is not for revenge, at least, not just for revenge, this kind of swordsmanship is full of anger and cannot reach the highest level." Your eyes are fixed on the quagmire, how can you talk about soaring up to 90,000 miles?"

Qinglian said: "I don't want to reach the highest level. ”

He just wanted revenge.

True, they are hopelessly bad, but as long as they are good to me, that's enough.

Li Bai was slightly silent.

Then he said, "You'll think about it." ”

He said silently: "Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, even if you don't want to, one day, someone will push you and let you climb to the top of the sword path of this king world." ”

What if you can't?

If you can't do it, you'll die.

With a wave of his hand, he conjured up the wine gourd, tasting the cold wine with a smile on his face.

He silently said in his heart: "Some people are born sword immortals, you Qingdi is like this, I am not." But one day, I will become the strongest person in the world in kendo. ”

"If you don't cultivate the Mandate of Heaven, you only rely on yourself. ”

He thought about it, and his cheekiness was a little confused for no reason, because he remembered that he had a system, so he said: "The system is me, I am the system, and the things of the system cannot be regarded as relying on others." ”

......

The Sea of Winter

"Xiaobai, I'm so cold. ”

Dinisha squeezed the sleeping Li Bai, shrunk all over, she put her cold hand on his chest, trying to share some warmth, and gradually lost consciousness and pressed against him.

The chill is biting, in this underground glacial world, surrounded by towering light blue ice, even if there is less cold wind than the outside world, it is still cold and terrible.

And the excessive blood loss took away most of the heat in her body.

Denisha suddenly remembered the nine long, fluffy snow-white tails that covered her body that night, which was the warmest feeling in the world.

Thinking of this, the low temperature, which was already very unbearable, seemed to become even colder.

She said softly: "Xiaobai, can you turn into a fox and let me cover it?"

In fact, even she herself is not hopeful.

That's when a miracle happened.

As if hearing Denisha's voice, Li Bai's body suddenly flashed with a light blue light, and after a while, he directly turned into a snow-white nine-tailed fox, curled up, and continued to fall asleep.

"Huh?"

"Can you hear me?"

Actually, that's not the case at all.

Dinisha felt cold, and Li Bai also felt cold, because his body was a human body at this time, without the blessing of the thousand-year-old fox bloodline, even if he had a sword bone and a stronger physique than ordinary martial artists, he would still feel cold.

Therefore, his transformation into a white fox is just a stress response when his body senses the threat of cold.

But no matter what the reason, Denisha finally covered the fox furrow quilt that she had been thinking about.

Warmth and sleepiness struck her, and after a few moments, she fell into a deep sleep.