Wen Yisheng has been closed for the past few days, and even Chen Xu went to see her, but she refused. Could it be that Sister Rishang completely discouraged her? The Hundred Zhuan Sword is not something that anyone can practice, and naturally this martial arts idiot is even more difficult to learn.

Night was approaching, and while everyone was going to dinner, Wen Yisheng secretly ran out again, holding an ancient book and flipping through it. In the past few days, she has almost buried herself in a book, studying ancient books all day and night, and even choosing to practice swords only at night.

Breaking a flower branch on a tree, Wen Yisheng danced the sword again, enduring the pain in her wrist, which was intermittent, and her unwilling heart to admit defeat at that moment controlled her to practice diligently. After all, Master loves face the most, and Wen Yisheng has the thinnest skin.

The birthday banquet of the teenager will invite the famous people in the rivers and lakes to participate every year, after all, the first little boy in the rivers and lakes has many people come every year, and naturally, this banquet is not ordinary people can go, this ticket can be said to be hard to find, but for the teenager is just an ordinary dinner.

Birthday—as if he didn't know what it was for since he was born. Drinking, eating, talking and laughing with them at banquets, as it were.

"Master, I have prepared a thousand-year-old snow ginseng as a special reward for this banquet, what do you think?" During the birthday banquet, a precious thing in the treasure house will be selected as a reward and rewarded to the most heartfelt birthday greeter today.

There was no fluctuation between the young man's eyebrows, thousand-year-old snow ginseng, what Elder Chen said was not the neatly arranged white radish in the treasure house last time?

"Elder Chen, are your injuries better?"

Elder Chen's face turned blue and softened, "Meng Zhangmen is worried, a handful of old bones, and the injury is healing slowly." ”

"Then you can take this thousand-year-old snow ginseng—"

There was a white glow in the cyan, and his expression was even more weird, "Give it to me?"

"That's right. The young man got up and walked down, as if he saw someone, "I've prepared a special reward, and this thousand-year-old snow ginseng will be given to the elders." ”

Elder Chen was still stunned on the spot, he was already looking for it in the banquet, why is it almost starting, his unconscious apprentice hasn't come yet? Could it be that he said ruthlessly last time, he shouldn't let her practice the Hundred Turns Sword, it's too embarrassing for her.

"Boss. "Sister Shang is courteous, and today's peach pink jacket is even more ruddy, worthy of the title of the first beauty in Lingshan," congratulations to the head on his birthday, and the merchant girl specially prepared a thing for the head of the house. ”

"Have you seen Yisheng?"

Sister Shang's hands were frozen in the air, and the red package had not yet been opened, but she heard a bell ringing in her heart, and the resentment after sweeping away her interest was still there.

His face was still gentle, and his smile was the same, "Yi Sheng has been practicing swords hard these days, and he often doesn't see anyone, presumably because he can't practice swords, and he has no face to appear here." ”

"She-she's really going to dance the sword?" the boy was a little worried at first.

The pink jacket bent down and said, "The merchant girl has seen it a few times, but it's really not on the stage." The head also knew that Yi Sheng had never been familiar with swordsmanship, and it was really difficult to dance the sword in front of everyone in the rivers and lakes. If you are a little careless, I am afraid that you will lose the face of Shiqingmen. ”

The young man sighed, probably didn't have the heart to listen to the next words, he only hoped that his uncompetitive apprentice would be less injured.

……

At the beginning of the dinner, after a song and dance, the merchant girl changed into a white dress and came on the stage, again, the young man didn't know that Sister Shang was going to perform today, probably because Elder Chen made his own opinion, naturally, there was no need to care about these.

"Merchant girl, this is not a famous beauty in Lingshan, when I see it today, it really makes people's eyes light up. Someone who knew the goods whispered, and everyone's eyes fell on the white clothes.

The drum thundered, and the white sword in his hand flew up, and the white clothes and the sword fused together, spinning in the air. The first form of the Hundred Turns Sword, the young man suddenly mentioned it in his heart, Sister Shang was also going to perform the Hundred Turns Sword. Isn't that—

This set of smooth swordsmanship is similar to his shots, and there is a kind of femininity added to it, and there is no fault in the slightest.

The applause was thunderous, everyone knew that the merchant girl was a famous beauty in Lingshan, but they didn't know that her martial arts were also famous.

"The merchant girl dared to dance the hundred-turn sword created by the master, I don't know if the head is satisfied?"

There was a little sadness between her eyebrows, and then she nodded politely, "Sister Shang danced this hundred turns of sword with one move, and she couldn't find fault with it." ”

Sister Shang bowed down and retreated, probably also rewarded, thousand-year-old snow ginseng Perhaps, the young man thought that there were too many white radishes in the house.

……

When the dinner was about to end, Wen Yisheng hurriedly came, walked to the main hall with the crisp sound of bells, and bowed in front of the main hall. This string of bells rang crisply, but it attracted the attention of many people.

"Apprentice Wen Yisheng hereby wishes Master on his birthday, and may Master and the sun and moon be bright. "Hit the head heavily, obviously not as sensational as when Sister Shang appeared, after all, it was a yellow-haired girl, not a gentle beauty. Moreover, the name of the head disciple of this Shiqing sect has long been useless in the rivers and lakes.

The young man's eyebrows were still as flat as a mountain, but his body had already leaned forward, "Get up." ”

Wen Yisheng shook his head, and then clapped his hands, and the bell rang and Chen Xu hurriedly came up with the clay pot, and a red plum fell most conspicuously in the jar.

Everyone stretched their necks, because this was not the season to see red plums, so they were naturally curious.

The crisp bells on his fingertips were like bursts of autumn waves, and he turned around and took out a red plum branch from behind him and put it on his chest.

The sound suddenly sounded like a muffled thunder in the clouds, the red plum flashed and fell on thousands of petals, and the turn with the plum branch was more like an immortal falling into the mortal dust, but in the turn of the thorn, the candle flame on the hall danced together. The sword aura overflowed, and everyone stood up and cheered.

Unexpectedly, this sword technique has not yet been danced, and on the surface it seems to be a hundred turn of the sword, but the footwork on the feet has been changed, and the movement is lighter, and it is even easier to understand and learn than the original footwork of the master.

The ancient books that Wen Yisheng has been reading in the past few days are not about the Baizhuan Sword, but about the training of footwork. How to blend simple footwork with gorgeous swordsmanship, this is why Wen Yisheng, a martial arts fool, can also learn the Hundred Turns Sword in just a few days.

……

After the sword dance, the first person to stand up was Elder Chen, and his sword eyebrows were raised, "Wen Yisheng, your swordsmanship is not a hundred-turn sword at all, could it be that you have also stolen the swordsmanship of other masters?!"

Wen Yisheng stepped forward and put away the plum branch, "Elder Chen, what are you talking about? Since ancient times, Qing has been taken from blue and is better than blue, if the Hundred Turning Sword is a set of moves for thousands of years and a hundred years, it will only retreat and not move forward. Yi Sheng has only slightly modified it on the basis of Master, if there is anything wrong, Elder Chen can just say, there is no need to use the word stealing to convict me!"

Elder Chen was naturally speechless, but I was afraid that the special reward would not fall on the girl Shangnu.

The young man slowly walked down from the main hall, his face was even whiter with a white coat, Wen Yisheng sometimes wondered, how bad are those who lose to the master, will they lose to such a young man-like master?

"Yi Sheng, you still have insufficient dancing in this hundred turn of sword. But-" his eyebrows showed joy, "This footwork has indeed changed well, the reason why the previous Hundred Turns Sword was difficult to perform, was mostly limited to this step, and today I saw that the footwork you made up has really improved." ”

Wen Yisheng bit his lip and buried his head, suppressing his joy, "Master Xie praises." ”

In the admiration of everyone, most of them were amazed by the apprentice of this martial arts wizard, and they didn't expect that the two of them at such a young age had such talent.

He sat back on the top of the hall and looked at everyone, looking at the snow ginseng beside him, yes, another snow ginseng.

"Today, the winner of the special prize will receive this thousand-year-old snow ginseng. He gently picked up the snow ginseng, which was lighter than a white radish, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "I will give it to the Lingshan merchant girl." Wen Yisheng's expectant eyes immediately dimmed, and Chen Xu seemed to feel that the person beside him suddenly sank.

"Yisheng, Yisheng?"

When she came back to her senses, her master had already given the snow ginseng to Sister Shang, and her eyes suddenly became heavy.

"It's okay Yisheng, today, your swordsmanship has impressed me, and you will definitely be able to surpass my cousin one day!"

More than - Wen Yisheng was frustrated, she had tried her best, even practicing day and night, but she still couldn't compare to Sister Shang's status in Master's heart.

The little heart suddenly became melancholy, and the plum branches on the fingertips were broken into two pieces.