Chapter 240

It's a sunny day, and the sky is clear.

There is a way that it is golden autumn and October, compared to the sultry and irritable summer day, it really makes people feel cool and comfortable.

Zuo Idiot was alone in the open space in the courtyard of the guest room, mobilizing the internal force of his whole body to the greatest extent, and he waved the Qingfeng Sword slowly and slowly, and he had not unsheathed the Qingfeng Sword for a month.

The sword is like frost and snow, cold and solemn, but the sword qi that bursts out between the moves is like a long rainbow.

Everyone who comes or passes by here is attracted by this touch of blackness and will stop here for a long time to watch.

However, those who watch will suddenly find that in the limited leisure space, they can't finish seeing the man in black at all, and they can't help but turn around and leave with regret on their faces.

Looking closely, there was still a lot of confusion and surprise on the faces of those people.

Not only these passers-by, but even Daoist Qingfeng and others, who came to look for Zuo Idiot, couldn't help but stop when they saw Zuo Idiot practicing swords at this time, and silently watched Zuo Idiot's every move with puzzled eyes.

It turns out that the reason for this confusion and surprise is that although Zuo Idiot is practicing swords, every move and style is very different from ordinary people.

"The sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing through the wind, and like a dragon shuttling, walking as light as a swallow, and suddenly like lightning when the sword rises, and the leaves fall one after another."

Under normal circumstances, anyone who watches people practice swords is all doing this.

However, the left idiot is the opposite.

Its every movement, despite being coherent. But, very slowly.

At this time, the wind was so light that it could not even blow the clothes of anyone present.

And the left idiot who practiced swordsmanship was dressed in an ordinary black-clothed official uniform. He didn't wear a hat, but in the swing of the sword, his movements were so slow, not to mention his clothes, that he didn't even shake his hair a little.

The people standing on the sidelines are all good practitioners, and even the contemporary Nanhu Baicao Yu Yingran, who does not like martial arts moves. It was also at the same time that Nie Zaizhi, the head of Qingfeng Dao, taught the left idiot Qingfeng swordsmanship, and he also had a lot of experience in swordsmanship.

But. At this time, whether it is Nie Zaizhi, the head of Qingfeng Dao who has already excelled in swordsmanship, or Mo Yuanxin and Mo Lidao, the two predecessors of the rivers and lakes, as well as the second son of the Wu family and Nie Yao, who are outstanding in martial arts among the younger generation.

Not a single one. It can be seen what kind of swordsmanship Zuo idiot is practicing at this time.

Among the people present. It was Zuo Idiot's master, Qingfeng Dao Leader Nie Zaizhi's swordsmanship, and at this time, he also looked at Zuo Idiot's figure and sword moves, and couldn't help frowning.

The proudest thing in his life is the original Qingfeng swordsmanship, in Nie Zaizhi's past experience, no matter what swordsmanship is, fast, is its essence.

The sword has a double edge, and the blade of the sword is pointed. No one can stop it, this. It is also the highest realm pursued by sword training.

But after looking at it so closely, Nie Zaizhi found that every pause of Zuo Zhi's sword blade seemed to cause the surrounding airflow to stagnate. Like the most tranquil lake, the moment the breeze blows, it is only more and more clear, and the scenery is quiet.

But......

"It's too slow."

Because it is slow, there are many flaws.

Nie Zaizhi still frowned, turned his head and gently asked his beloved adopted daughter Nie Yao beside him:

"How long has your senior brother been practicing swords like this?"

"It's been like this since the day after you returned to Nanhu Annex...... Brother Zuo practices swords in this way every day, and he refuses to say a word, and I can't get close......"

Nie Yao looked at the Zuo idiot who was practicing swordsmanship with the slowest movements, anxious but helpless.

Nie Zaizhi nodded when he heard this, looking at the disciple who had practiced his sword by himself and had never paid the slightest attention to them, his eyes suddenly sank, and he raised his hand to condense a sword qi on his fingertips, and shot towards the left idiot.

Rao is Nie Zaizhi's swordsmanship skills, and the sword qi shot out did not interrupt Zuo's sword move as imagined!

Instead, he was lightly waved by Zuo Idiot Yun, and the sword body swung lightly, just like a withered yellow leaf slowly falling down at this time, and naturally fell back to the earth.

If the sword practitioner is a calm lake, the sword qi that Nie Zaizhi shot away is like the smallest stone, and it can't stir up any wind and waves at all.

When Nie Zaizhi saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This is...... What swordsmanship?

"Your disciple, today's cultivation is no longer what it was many years ago."

It was only at this time that Nie Zaizhi finally understood the true meaning of the words that Mo Lidao said when he was on Broken Sword Mountain.

It turned out that even he, the master, couldn't see through Zuo's sword moves......

However, even the smallest pebble thrown into the lake will not stir up any wind and waves, but at the very least, it will cause a ripple on the calm surface of the lake.

Sure enough, after swinging his sword away from Nie Zaizhi's sword qi, Zuo Idiot slowly accepted the move, but it was still extremely slow.

"Master, two seniors."

Zuo Idiot put away the sword, and then walked over and saluted Nie Zaizhi and the Mo brothers behind Nie Zaizhi.

Nie Zaizhi nodded and glanced at the left idiot in front of him.

Although the poison in his body has been suppressed for a month, after this detoxification, Zuo's face is no longer as pale as he saw a few days ago, but it is much more refreshing.

Different from the anxious and anxious feelings revealed by everyone from the inside out, the left idiot at this time did not have the slightest worry or uneasiness, at least, from the face of the left idiot, it was not visible at all.

"Go in first, I have something to say to you." Nie Zaizhi said.

Zuo Idiot nodded, his face was still the same as when he practiced swords, calm and calm like a waveless lake.

Seeing this, Wu Jue couldn't help but turn his head to look at Nie Yao beside him, and suddenly understood where Nie Yao's anxiety came from these days.

It's no wonder that among everyone, Deng Si'er's most trusted person must be Zuo Idiot.

The left idiot himself should also know this well.

However, unlike what everyone expected, Zuo Idiot didn't have a trace of panic and worry after learning that Deng Si'er was taken away by the Shadow Gate Master!

Nie Yao is a girl who doesn't know the world, and the more Zuo Idiot shows a hint of reaction, Nie Yao will be more anxious and uneasy when he sees it.

According to what Nie Yao said, in the past four days, Zuo Idiot has been staying alone in the courtyard to practice swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship he practiced was not a move to kill the enemy at all.

Could it be that Zuo Idiot actually wanted to use such a slow and very swordsmanship to go to the Shadow Gate to rescue Deng Si'er ten days later?

Nie Yao couldn't figure it out.

At this time, I'm afraid that anyone can't figure it out.

Everyone saw that Qingfeng Daochang, who was Zuo's master, had spoken, so they all followed Nie Zaizhi and Zuo Idiot in silence and walked towards the guest room where Zuo Idiot lived.

After entering the house, Nie Zaizhi sat on the top seat, and stood in front of Nie Zaizhi silently.

After the two brothers Mo Lidao and Mo Yuanxin, as well as Yu Yingran, Nie Yao and Wu Jue, who entered the house later, all arrived, they raised their eyes and looked at Zuo Idiot and said:

"Idiot...... Are you really going to wait until ten days later? (To be continued.) )