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Seeing that several people were staring at him, the swordsman slowly spoke. Although the battle with Zhang Batian was short, it made him deeply feel the lack of his strength, and being beaten by the demon wind and having no power to fight back stimulated his thirst for combat power.

"But the kid won't slack off on the teachings of the Xuan seniors and the rain seniors to the kids. ”

The swordsman said thoughtfully.

"In Jianye City, the little boy was lucky enough to heal the children of Wang's sister-in-law's family and Li Shanren, thanks to the careful teaching of Xuan's predecessors, and in the shipwreck, he relied on the spell of the rain seniors to escape with his life. These boys dare not forget. ”

The three of them were not surprised by this. Before the swordsman returned, the three of them had reached a consensus, no matter how the swordsman chosen, the three of them would teach what they had learned in their lives.

However, this matter must not be spread, after all, it is too amazing for one person to practice the exercises of the three schools at the same time. And it's not in line.

It's not that no one has tried to do this before. Hundreds of years ago, when the Chiyou Rebellion was just put down. The various sects are preparing for a rainy day, in order to cope with the catastrophe after a thousand years. Together, they did a preliminary experiment. They selected some talented disciples from their respective sects. Each of them also gave them a part of the exercises to practice. But this experiment was a complete failure, and so many genius disciples never succeeded in building a foundation in their lifetimes.

After Miss Xia'er and Chef Sun left, Village Chief Tan told the swordsman about this idea.

"That's very good. ”

The swordsman is also a little reluctant to use the art of medicine and spells. After experiencing Jianye City, he is more like a sponge, eager to absorb all kinds of knowledge to improve himself. Hearing Village Chief Tan say this, he was overjoyed in his heart.

"But, little sword. And you need to be focused. The art of medicine and spells can only be practiced at the same time. Human energy is always limited. If you want to take care of everything, you can only fail to reach the peak of any of them. ”

Village Chief Tan said earnestly. Painter Rain and Doctor Xuan also nodded in agreement.

"The kid understands. ”

The swordsman also understands this truth, but he naturally has other plans in his heart.

"But the kid has another question, I don't know if to ask. ”

The swordsman suddenly remembered something and asked.

"You stinky boy, don't you ask, don't you ask, say, what's the matter?"

Village Chief Tan scolded with a smile.

"That's right, Zhang Batian said last night that he was still accompanied by a disciple of the Dragon Palace who was at the peak of the foundation building period. However, he died when the demon wind attacked the merchant ship. ”

The swordsman scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Hmm, with the degree to which Zhang Batian is valued in the Dragon Palace, it is normal to have a disciple of the sect to protect him. But is it just the peak of the foundation building period? It seems that Zhang Li is really confident in the deterrent power of the Dragon Palace. ”

Village Chief Tan said suspiciously. Just now I heard the swordsman talk about the conflict between the Jianye County Ya and Zhang Batian, but the three of them ignored the matter of Zhang Batian's entourage.

"Maybe it's because Zhang Li thinks that the killing a few years ago is enough to shock the world. That's right, who would want to provoke an old madman in his infancy?"

Dr. Xuan guessed.

"That's not the point. The demonic wind struck the merchant ships for a short time that day. The Dragon Palace disciple who was at the peak of the foundation building period was killed, but the kid only relied on the charm of the rain senior..."

The swordsman is anxious, why can't these three seniors grasp the point.

"Little sword, what do you mean?"

Village Chief Tan seemed to understand the meaning of the swordsman.

"What does the kid mean is that the cultivation of the three seniors is really only the pinnacle of the foundation building period?"

The swordsman asked cautiously.

Village Chief Tan told him that the cultivation of the three of them was the pinnacle of the foundation building period. It seemed a little inappropriate for him to suspect the three seniors in this way.

The three of them glanced at each other and smiled bitterly in their hearts. The three of them have always known that there is a mysterious power in the swordsman's body, so they all take the death of the demon wind for granted, but the swordsman doesn't know. He had always thought that it was the credit of the charm given to him by the rain painter.

"Ahem, Xiaojian, that's the case, our Fangcun Mountain's spell has the effect of restraining demons, so the effect of dealing with demon wind is more significant. ”

In the end, it was the rain painter who explained,

However, this lame explanation is only called hell when the swordsman believes it, Fang Cunshan's spell has an excellent effect on restraining demons, and the swordsman knows it. It's not that he didn't think about it, but it was easy for the demon wind to kill the peak of the foundation building period, but it was so difficult to deal with the spell at the peak of the foundation building period, and the effect of this restraint was too rebellious, right?

However, the swordsman didn't say much, the three seniors didn't want to say that they naturally had their reasons, or maybe they didn't know either? If they continued to ask the bottom of the question, wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing at that time.

In the afternoon, the four of them sat at Village Chief Tan's house drinking tea and chatting. From time to time, the three village chiefs of Tan pointed out some issues that the swordsman needed to pay attention to in his cultivation.

After dinner, the swordsman and the three of them set off to the shipwreck again.

Through the faint moonlight, looking at the pitch-black sea in front of him, a strange idea suddenly popped up for the swordsman.

"Three seniors, that demon wind won't be dead, right?"

Village Chief Tan and the three of them were stunned when they heard this, and glanced at each other.

"Not dead?"

Village Chief Tan repeated in a low voice. The thought in my heart was racing, and I silently thought about this possibility.

It stands to reason that since the swordsman has surfaced unharmed, then the demon wind should be dead, right? But what if the mysterious power in the swordsman's body just protected him from the shipwreck? But this possibility should be very low, since the mysterious power has struck, the demon wind should have been killed by it.

"No, since you survived, Xiaojian, then the demon wind must be dead. Little sword, wait here for a moment. A treasure chest didn't sink much, and the old decay went and went back. ”

Village Chief Tan said decisively. He could only bet that Demon Wind was dead. The kraft rolls in this treasure chest are so important that they must not be left here. But since there was a change, he couldn't let the swordsman take risks, so he decided to go to the sea by himself and let Doctor Xuan and the rain painter stay.

"If there is anything abnormal in a while, the two of you will immediately leave with the little sword, ask for help from the sect, and wait for the sect to support, this treasure chest must be salvaged. ”

Village Chief Tan secretly passed on the message to Painter Yu and Doctor Xuan.

"Why don't I go, after all, the spells of my Cunshan can restrain demons. ”

The rain painter that Village Chief Tan could think of also thought of it. He said to Village Chief Tan.

"Fart, can you restrain the demon wind, don't you know yourself?"

Village Chief Tan glared at him fiercely while transmitting the sound to the rain painter in a huff.

After speaking, Village Chief Tan turned around and jumped into the sea.

The swordsman felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and he secretly said something bad in his heart. I'm afraid that things have changed, and I was anxious and wanted to go with them, but I was grabbed by the arm of the rain painter and Dr. Xuan, and I couldn't move.

The three of them all stared nervously at the dark sea, and the disappearing figure of Village Chief Tan.