Chapter Forty-Six: A Double Master
Yangzhou, there are two more babies on the sword trial floor of the sword mound, small and thin, a man and a woman two brothers and sisters, the elder brother is called Bu Chi, and the younger sister is called Bu Ku, the name is very interesting, and it also reveals a sadness.
How good it would be if we could really not endure hardship?
As soon as the two brothers and sisters entered, they immediately caused an uproar, and it was rumored that they were a pair of apprentices accepted by Lin Qinghong, the head of the family, and they were closed disciples, and some people suddenly began to sit still.
Although Lin Qinghong is still in the third realm of "sword power", the weight of the four words "closed disciple" has not been lightened, after all, the total power of the four realms in each sect will not exceed one hand.
Looking at it, the mountain of miscellaneous servants are all ordinary people who can't condense the sword heart in their lives, what kind of cultivation can they talk about if they can't cross the threshold? The next sword intent and sword momentum are all utopian.
As for the fourth realm, Sword Lingsheng, it is difficult to say, it is really more difficult than the heavens. In Lin Qinghong's case, the Three Realms of the Year of Undoubted Ones really didn't have the slightest bit of water, and they were very young! In fact, most of the elders in the Sword Shrine were still in the Three Realms at the age of nearly 100 years now.
It's rare for a thousand years like Ji Qing, the sword mound has a good life, and there are two at once, but it's a pity that the one in front didn't catch it.
The two brothers and sisters who brought back are quite good, as long as they can be cultivated well and don't die halfway, they can't run away from the three realms, and the four realms depend on personal opportunities.
On this day, the two brothers and sisters were still boring and boring to practice the sword pile, compared with the previous single "immortal guidance", there were only a few more styles, and they were disappointed, staring at Lin Qinghong and said: "Master, what about the good sword moves?
ushered in a slap of chestnut.
Regardless of the slow pace and grinning in pain, Lin Qinghong grabbed his ears and twisted them lightly, and said, "Is the sword steady?
Bu Chi immediately leveled the sword bar and showed it to Lin Qinghong, all flat and stable, without trembling, and the invitation was like: "Master, look, I am stable, and I can hold on for an hour." ”
Lin Qinghong squatted down and said with a wicked smile: "Hey, it's quite stable, that's good, I can teach you as a teacher, but there is one condition." Although the sword moves are good, they are still inseparable from the fifteen basic movements such as stabbing, splitting, teasing, hanging, cloud, and point, and not too much, fifteen for one time, if you do not shake your hands three thousand times a day, you can learn whatever you want. ”
Bu Chi didn't look back, and said, "Then I'll still be honest." ”
Lin Qinghong raised his foot and kicked his ass, and scolded with a smile: "If you want to become a talent, there is no shortcut, you have to come honestly and step by step, you can't be in a hurry, learn more from your sister, and see how well-behaved she is." ”
Bu Ku usually looks soft and weak, but the sword practice is unambiguous, he refuses to let go in one breath, his little face is red, and his hands are shaking up and down, left and right.
Lin Qinghong pressed it gently, and he held the sword in his hand, and said with a soft smile: "It's too late, it's easy to hurt your muscles and bones, go, the master will take you to practice sword moves." ”
Bu Ku was led by Lin Qinghong, looked back at his brother, and stood there dumbfounded, speechless.
Is this a different treatment? It's too obvious! Bu Chi picked up the sword and pointed it at the big stone next to him, and there was a flurry of slashing and clanging.
Holding Buchi's shoulder, the rickety old man leaned down, eyebrows and kind eyes, and said: "Little guy, don't cut it, this stone has nothing to do with you, what did you do when you cut it down?"
Bu Chi subconsciously moved a few steps to the side, after all, there are a lot of bad people outside, but not everyone is as good as Gongzi, Master, and Uncle Zu, you can't believe everyone, but you won't be easily offended, and said suspiciously: "Isn't the stone dead? If you don't cut it, do you want me to cut flowers and plants?"
The old man stretched out his hand and pressed it on the waist-high stone and was about to speak, when his heart moved slightly.
Hey, that's kind of interesting.
smiled and said: "If you want to be angry, just practice the sword hard, and strive to impress your master in the future, what kind of skill is chopping stones? ”
"Everything has a spirit, not only this stone, but also the iron bar in your hand, once the time comes, it is not impossible to come back to life. ”
The point stopped, the old man no longer leaked the secrets, rubbed Buchi's head, and left with a smile.
The steps are not clear, the second half of the first half of the first regardless of him, the first half of the understanding of the first half, the old man's words are not rough, chopping stones is really not capable.
So he turned around and changed the heaviest blunt sword strip from under the thatched bed, and just as he lifted it and threw it away, the young man's feet trembled like chaff, and he hurriedly put it down.
With a big breath, Bu Chi smacked his lips and said to himself: "It turns out that the master used to practice swords with such a heavy weight, which is much more powerful, but I can't be worse." Then he started to fight, and dragged the blunt sword to the door, and moved out with his left and right feet in turn, like a little crab running rampant.
Look at that red, it's still familiar.