Yang Xin said: "Meimei, don't look at the superficial swordsmanship practiced by the people here, while my father is away, I will tell you about the Zhou Gong swordsmanship of our Gutan faction." ”

"Zhou Gong Sword Technique!"

The woman named Xu Mei covered her red lips lightly and exclaimed.

Zhou Gong swordsmanship is said to be the younger brother of Ji Fa who assisted King Wu in the year, Ji Dan created a peerless school, although it has been passed down from generation to generation, it has been broken, but it is definitely a good swordsmanship of the next class in the world, and it is also the town school of the Gutan Sword School, and it is not a true disciple who can not study.

Xu Mei's eyes suddenly lit up: "Even if Senior Brother wants to teach me Zhou Gong's swordsmanship, the door rules don't allow it, right?"

Yang Xin said smugly: "It is naturally impossible for the whole sect, but if you want to say a few words of mantra and understanding, it is still possible." ”

At this moment, a burly man in a pitch-black robe strode into the hostel.

The two of them were silent for a moment and said respectfully.

"Master. ”

"Daddy. ”

The burly man Yang Wucheng sat down and said, "Xin'er, pour me a cup of tea." ”

Yang Xin immediately poured the tea carefully, and said with a sneer: "The tea in the small shop in the border area is inferior, but unfortunately I didn't bring a tea set when I came, otherwise the child would have to make a pot of Longjing before the rain for your father." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Yang Wucheng took a sip of tea disapprovingly, and sighed: "Hua Arc is my old friend for many years, and now I am getting older and older when I polish it here." Thinking back then, he was only in his early twenties, and you had just been born, and the two of us once roamed the rivers and lakes together and killed the giant Koma Zuo Xuan, who was on the wrong side at that time. Today's reunion after a long absence can be described as full of emotion. ”

Yang Xin frowned and said, "Dad, is he just a lieutenant of the fold Chong, is he also worthy of being your friend?"

"Hugh is rude!" Yang Wucheng, a burly man, snorted, "You guy who sits in a well and watches the sky, how do you know the prestige of the iron leopard flower arc that fought all over the Guanzhong martial arts with a pair of short swords." ”

Yang Xin pouted: "He is a martial arts master?"

Yang Wucheng said: "Although he has not become a martial arts master, according to his father, at most twenty years, he will be able to go further, and by then, he will be less than fifty, which is the heyday, and it is only slightly worse than being a father." ”

When Yang Xin heard no, he let out an "oh" and didn't care anymore.

He pondered, twenty years later, he has become a martial arts master, and he still needs to break the knot and rush to the captain?

"Eh, what's the sound?"

Yang Wucheng's eyes were attracted by the faint sound of swords in the courtyard, and he looked at it inadvertently, secretly amused in his heart, such a crude swordsmanship, I am afraid that if I practice it for a lifetime, I don't want to enter the house.

Suddenly, he was shocked, and hurriedly looked again, and this time, his eyes couldn't be taken back.

Yang Wucheng's voice trembled a little, his lips kept buzzing, and he let out an exclamation as thin as a mosquito: "This kind of swordsmanship is simply a stroke of genius, no! This is simply a swordsmanship created by immortals!"

Yang Xin saw that his father couldn't take his eyes off it, and wondered: "Dad, it's just some rough swordsmanship, what's so good?"

"Shallow?"

Yang Wucheng almost sprayed him in the face with a mouthful of old blood.

If it weren't for the fear of disturbing the young man who practiced swords, he couldn't wait to grab him by the collar and perform a long-lost family law on the spot to punish this "rebel".

Xu Mei was puzzled: "Master, is there any other name for this swordsmanship practiced by this little boy?"

Yang Wucheng nodded, and while watching, he pointed softly: "Although this swordsmanship looks superficial, it contains the true intent of a great swordsman's sword, if you can grasp that sword intent, you can save ten years of detours." ”

He explained as he spoke: "You look at a move, although it seems to be just an understatement of horizontal slashing, but if you pay attention to it, you can see that the moment the sword momentum stopped, a sword mark was added to the trunk in front of it, this is the sword intent in it, although it can't be controlled, it can still make the power of the sword surge tenfold......

But my heart is even more depressed.

Even Xu Mei could see that this son's swordsmanship was extraordinary, and his son was so stupid that for a while, he couldn't wait to turn his head and slap this son who was still full of disapproval.

After a long time, he sighed and said in a deep voice: "It should be like this when you have a child." ”

Yang Xin let out an "ah", a little confused.

"Dad, I'm embarrassed that you suddenly praised me. ”

Yang Wucheng glanced at him coldly, and for a moment, he felt that his grief was greater than his heart, and he said weakly: "I'm talking about him, not you." ”

Yang Xin was stunned.

After a while, he said aggrievedly: "What am I inferior to him?"

Yang Wucheng still wanted to reprimand him, but suddenly sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's it, compared with this little boy, the old man is also living in the belly of a dog at this age, let alone you." ”

Xu Mei asked, "Master, what kind of foot is this little boy?"

Yang Wucheng sighed: "He is a martial arts master. ”

"Martial Arts Grandmaster?!"

"Impossible!"

The two of them were stunned, especially Yang Xin, who almost shouted, but fortunately, Yang Wucheng covered his mouth all of a sudden, so he didn't make a sound.

"Master, are you mistaken?"

He didn't bother to reprimand his son, he just smiled bitterly: "If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, the old man would never have imagined that there was such a young martial arts master in the world." ”

"The path of cultivation is the fairest, but also the most unfair, if you have good talent, you can also take off from the mud and go straight to the nine heavens, if you have bad talent, you can only be willing to live in a hundred years of loess. ”

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Yang Xin's eyes.

"This swordsmanship can actually create such a young martial arts master, it must be extraordinary. ”

"Or?"

The implication is that he has the intention of killing people and seizing treasures.

Yang Wucheng was so angry that his liver trembled.

"Are you stupid!"

"This swordsmanship is unfathomable, with your qualifications, even if you have won the sword spectrum, it is impossible to grasp the true meaning of the sword, besides, this swordsmanship is not in the form at all, but in the meaning. ”

"Behind a genius swordsman of this age, there must be a Sword Saint senior that you and I can only look up to" His expression was solemn, and even showed a hint of awe, "Even ......"

Yang Wucheng said word by word: "Martial Arts Immortal!"

Xu Mei's eyes widened: "How is it possible!"

"Human immortals?" Yang Xin's tongue was knotted.

Yang Wucheng beckoned to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, do you know who the little boy who practiced swords in it is?"

The shopkeeper was a simple man, and when he heard the words of these three swordsmen who felt extraordinary at a glance, his heart suddenly burst into trouble, and he was worried that Qinglian would cause trouble, so he hurriedly laughed and said: "Oh, my nephew is just a casual comparison to strengthen his body, but he has no teacher." In front of the three of you, I really smiled. ”

Yang Wucheng: "......"

MMP！

We're just smiling, okay!

At this moment, Qinglian finished practicing the basic thirteen swords, put away the sword and stood, silently experiencing the gains.

Suddenly, I saw Yang Wucheng walk into the courtyard and bowed: "This little brother, I just accidentally took a few more looks at the swordsmanship you practiced, and I don't think it's strange." ”

Yang Xin didn't dare to sneer, and sneered: "Little brother, where you are offended, you still want to look at Haihan, there are thirty taels of silver here, and I have the right to make amends." ”

Martial arts immortals, even if it's just a guess, it's terrifying enough.

Don't say that the Gutan Sword Sect is the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, in front of such a terrifying character, you have to bow your head and ears, and you don't dare to put the sword leader on the shelf.

But he never thought that Yang Wucheng was staring, and he was about to go crazy.

Hurriedly said: "Bastard things, don't you hurry up and put away these things, just a little money, how can it be compared with the kind of swordsmanship practiced by the little brother." ”

He took off the sword hanging from his waist and said sincerely: "This Qiushui sword has a fourth-level inscription violent, although the old man Guan Xiaoge'er your swordsmanship is superb, but the sword is really ordinary, so I will offer it, just as my tuition fee for the three of us." ”

"Dad, that's your ......"

Yang Wucheng said in a fierce voice: "Shut up!"

Yang Xin was almost stunned, you must know that this Qiushui Sword is a first-class sword in the entire Gutan Sword Sect, and on weekdays, Yang Wucheng regards it as a treasure, and he is not even allowed to touch it, but now he actually gives it to others......

Xu Mei was also shocked and speechless in surprise.