Chapter Thirty-Seven: Ten Thousand Swords Welcome Spring Has Not Arrived
Jiang Deng was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect that this uncle, who only had some connections in name, would teach him to practice swords. He stared up and down at the uncle who was confused.
"What, do you think I'm confused?" The smile on the face of the middle-aged man in beautiful clothes who had just entered the realm of land immortals gradually faded, but his tone was still indifferent.
"No, no, how dare my nephew disobey my uncle. It's just that Master, he ......"
Jiang Deng waved his hand and shook his head again and again, he didn't have the courage to make anything with this uncle who seemed to have unfathomable martial arts cultivation, unless he had reached the point of exhaustion, otherwise he still felt that it was better to die than to live. As for his master's love for his apprentice as if he were his own, he had to be self-sufficient in everything. If you know that your apprentice can't learn his own sword well, and still learn from others, I'm afraid that I will pick up the small iron rod that I have been in hand all the year round and knock my head to pieces.
Speaking of this, I have to say one thing, that is, there was a disciple who went down the mountain to buy medicine, but Zhang Tu was robbed by a group of bandits, that group of thieves often entrenched in a mountain in the north of the old country of Western Chu, the thief's career is more than ten years, and the land within a radius of ten miles has become their land, and the old country of Western Chu, which is in turmoil, has no time to take care of it, so they have to make waves.
And their big boss has a well-known habit, that is, he likes the little man with red lips and white teeth, but unfortunately the apprentice is the son of a rich nobleman, and he happens to be that type, so he was taken captive to the mountain to be the male pet of the bandit leader, and finally the master of the Xuanjian Sect did not see his apprentice come back for a long time, so he went to find it in person. In the end, the apprentice was rescued, but he was also wounded, and the master, who was very protective of the calf, slaughtered the bandits on the mountain with a wicker sword. I felt that I was still not angry, so I set a fire to the mountain where the group of robbers were entrenched, but I didn't know that there was a golden-eyed four-clawed beast on the mountain that was giving birth, and its cubs were directly burned to a crispy outside and tender inside.
In the end, the mother beast retaliated and fought with the master, at that time, although his master was a middle-grade top martial arts cultivator in the Little Saint realm, he was facing a strange beast with a three-hundred-year cultivation, and in the end, although he killed this strange beast, he was injured by this strange beast with a finger and a thigh. Even today, it can only be walked on a crutch.
Jiang Deng didn't want to live up to his lame master, so he directly excused himself. The middle-aged uncle who had just come out of the customs couldn't hold back his face and said: "If you want to learn it, you will learn it, if your master wants to learn this swordsmanship, I won't give it to him." ”
couldn't help but say, after directly grabbing Jiang Deng's collar and patting him lightly on his back, Jiang Deng suddenly felt unable to move. After several attempts, his hands and feet, including his eyes, could not be used by him.
I saw the middle-aged man facing Jiang Deng sideways, the Xuanjian Sect disciple in his hand made of pale red iron, a sword with a length of three feet and three lengths, holding his right hand in his hand, and lightly picking it, the sword was suddenly unsheathed!
The man reminded Jiang Deng: "Look at it, starting hand...... Spring thunder nightmare. "I saw that the sword was heavy and powerful, and when it was wielded, it was like a violent wind, and thunder roared. Somehow, the willow leaf in front of Jiang Deng, which was about to sprout and grow a long branch five feet away from him, actually began to twitch wildly, as if he had been awakened by this sword intent after sleeping for a long time.
"The second sword, called Spring Returns to the Earth. After that, the sword in the middle-aged uncle's hand suddenly pulled a sword flower and slapped it directly with the sword body, and suddenly the green leaves of the wicker also stopped twitching, and new branches appeared from the willow tree.
Jiang Deng, who was helpless, was forced to watch the first two moves, and he didn't have the mood to resist after watching the first two moves, and unconsciously gave up the idea that he forgot after reading it and didn't learn it.
"The third move, ten thousand swords welcome spring. I saw that the sword turned a little into the air, and suddenly the warm wind around him was blowing, and Jiang Deng only felt that the blow on his body was as warm as the true qi that Uncle Fang had given him. Suddenly, the willow tree, which had been as big as a group of four people for a thousand years, seemed to bend over this side, and everything else was as usual.
The middle-aged man put his sword back into its sheath, his face was as usual.
At this time, Jiang Deng also found that he could move freely, but he was still silent, for fear that this terrible uncle would have to learn a one-and-a-half trick by himself, and he couldn't remember the sword moves, wasn't that uncle busy in vain?
But what puzzled him was that the last sword, called Ten Thousand Swords Welcoming Spring, but there was no sign of Ten Thousand Swords Welcoming Spring. I saw the middle-aged man in a dark golden cloth and green shirt walk up to him and return the sword to his arms.
The middle-aged uncle turned his head, his face seemed to be faintly unhappy, and he asked Jiang Deng, "Is there any better Qinglou around here?"
Jiang Deng was stunned for a moment, and then began to speculate randomly: Could it be that this uncle has been practicing swords in retreat for more than ten years......, and has been suffocated?
"Ginger lamp. ”
A slightly resentful voice came from his ears, and Jiang Deng immediately pointed to the Qionglou building in the northwest direction that seemed to be close in front of him, "It's not far ahead." ”
As soon as the words fell, he felt that his body had been held by his ordinary uncle, and then he rose into the air, and swept away the mountain stream of more than ten zhang in just one step.
At this time, in the Jingbao Building, Gongzi Li An touched his face that had just been cheapened, and looked at the 'Light Sword Wenzhou' who had already gone downstairs to say that he was looking for a bird's nest to rinse his mouth, and there were three or four women outside the door who were already dumbfounded, and their eyes were obviously guessing what kind of relationship had happened between these two.
"I don't know why the sword bounced out of its scabbard on its own, I swear to heaven that I haven't reached the cultivation level of the Quartet Realm, and if I do, I'll still use a stall to sell things?"
The voice came from downstairs, and Li Andao, who fled in order to cover up his embarrassment, said: "I'll take a look if something happens down there." ”
When I got downstairs, I saw a big man with a big face and a big beard with five big and three thick beards who was entangled with a young man, Li An has always been the kind of person who likes to be lively, he walked up, and there were some books in front of the big man.
How did he get into a fight?
Taking a step forward, the big man pulled Li An's sleeve as if he was looking at the savior immortal, and said, "This son commented on the theory, my sword jumped out by myself, and I didn't make it on purpose......"
The young man said, "Isn't that your sword?" look at my robe made of fine silk and satin, ...... this man's sword."
Dahan then gritted his teeth and said, "Naturally, it's my sword ......."
Li An smiled bitterly, turned his head casually and suddenly saw a familiar person, and that person's cold and murderous face when he saw Li An suddenly looked at Li An.
Li An's head trembled, and there were only four words in his mind that he could do: "Big things are not good!"
And the latter is already coming to his side......