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After that, Le Wuwu did not continue to stay in Zhao Dongting's room for more, so he left with Le Wu, and the father and daughter talked.

Before dawn that night, the battle at Puqian Bay ended.

The beach was full of pirates and corpses of the Yuan army, and because of the opportunity, the losses of the Southern Song soldiers were not very large.

Zhao and Luo led the army back to the shore and stood side by side with Liu Hongyi, although their faces were also a little tired, but they were all excited.

The two of them also admired the young man in Mai in their hearts, and such a big victory could be compared to the Battle of Qizhou.

The corpses of the Yuan army, pirates and Southern Song Dynasty soldiers were piled up separately, and the captured horses and materials were also piled up in the open space.

Torches illuminate the entire beach along Pu Mae Bay.

When it was dark, Zhao Dongting got up, waited for Ying'er to help him freshen up, and walked outside, Le Wuyuan was already waiting.

Zhao Dongting respectfully called his senior.

Le held two swords in his hands for free, and said to Zhao Dongting: "Your Majesty, please come with me." ”

Zhao Dongting nodded and followed him outside. So the two walked out of the village and went to the top of the hill.

The cool breeze in the early morning was a bit shocking, but with the internal strength of the two of them, it was naturally nothing.

As soon as he stopped at the top of the bluestone-covered mountain, Le handed the sword in his left hand to Zhao Dongting for free, and pointed to the sea with his right hand, "Your Majesty, please take a look." ”

Zhao Dongting looked at the sea, only to see the rough waves, as well as the broken Yuan army, pirate warships, and the busy Southern Song soldiers on the beach, a little puzzled, and puzzled to look at Xiang Le Wuyuan, I don't know what his intentions are.

Le Wuwu didn't speak, but slowly pulled out the scabbard of the long sword in his hand, and the long sword pointed towards the sea.

At this moment, his aura changed suddenly, he was originally just an ordinary old man, but now he seemed to be an invincible sword, with a sharp edge.

The long sword in his hand hummed slightly, trembling.

Zhao Dongting was stunned, like a miracle.

After more than ten seconds, Le put away his sword again without compensation, and his edge was instantly restrained, and he said to Zhao Dongting: "In my eyes, the sea in front of me is my enemy, no matter how strong he is, I will break it with a sword." Your Majesty, let's try it. ”

Zhao Dongting also drew his sword and pointed at the sea.

At this moment, there seemed to be some subtle feeling in his heart, but that feeling made him difficult to fathom.

After a while, Le asked gratuitously: "What did the emperor see?" ”

Zhao Dongting replied with a wry smile: "It's still the sea, but I'm fantasizing about the scene where I break the sea with a sword." ”

Le smiled gratuitously: "The emperor is really talented, this is the sword intent you haven't condensed yet." Every day, the emperor will be diligent in the way of sword intent. ”

Zhao Dongting was a little confused, "This is sword intent?" ”

He thought it was too simple.

"Nope."

Le Wuyuan shook his head again, with an unfathomable smile, and said: "This is sword intent, but it can't be regarded as real sword intent, when the emperor can reach the realm of seeing the sea and not the sea, then it can be regarded as the real sword intent." At that time, the sword in your hand will also tremble with your sword intent. ”

It was difficult for Zhao Dongting to imagine that kind of realm, and he never thought that human willpower could really have such great power.

But seeing it with his own eyes at this time, Le used his sword intent to resonate with the long sword for free, and he naturally didn't doubt it anymore.

His eyes were fixed on the surface of the sea, trying to imagine that it would be something.

It's just that this thing is easy to do, but it is extremely difficult to do.

The sea is still the sea in his eyes, and it is difficult for him to face the emotions of the sea, let alone his will.

It is not easy for ordinary people to condense all their spirits.

Time passed slowly, Zhao Dongting did not speak, and Le Wuyuan did not speak.

After more than ten minutes passed, Le Wuyuan suddenly said loudly: "It is an extremely long process to practice sword intent, if the emperor is bored, the grass people can teach you swordsmanship." The way of swordsmanship is at its peak, and he can also become everyone, just like that Murong Chuan, even stronger than him. ”

Zhao Dongting didn't think much about it, his eyes were still staring at the sea, and he said, "No need, I have to practice this sword intent." ”

If he hadn't seen Le's gratuitous sword intent, he might have felt that it was very nonsensical, and he wouldn't even be able to practice at all, but now, he would never give up. Zhao Dongting set up a company in his last life, endured a lot of hardships, and never recognized the word "defeat", and the same is true now.

He was not swayed by the words of pleasure and gratuitous.

If you can do it for free, why can't you do it yourself?

Zhao Dongting never thought that he was worse than anyone else, not to mention, Le Wuyuan also said before that he was talented in cultivating sword intent.

Seeing this, Le nodded slightly, and a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes. What he said just now really had the intention of deliberately testing Zhao Dongting's perseverance.

As the saying goes, teach the apprentice well, starve the master to death, the ancient rules for accepting apprentices are very strict, and even the craftsmanship of handymen such as tile carpentry still has to be done for many days free in the master's house, and the master will only teach when he recognizes the character, and most of them will not teach what is at the bottom of the box, let alone kung fu. This is also the reason why there are peerless powerhouses in the martial arts of the Southern Song Dynasty, but there are few advanced secrets in the world.

They were more cautious in their apprenticeship than the tile carpenters.

Although Zhao Dongting is the emperor, he asked Le to teach him for free, and Le Wuli would not teach him for free, but if he really abandoned his sword intent and turned to swordsmanship just now, Le Wuwu would not teach him wholeheartedly. It is very difficult for a person without perseverance and obsession to achieve in any aspect, especially martial arts, because it is extremely difficult to improve martial arts.

Now, Le Wuren can be regarded as truly recognizing Zhao Dongting. For the sake of Le Chan and Le Dancing, I also plan to teach him wholeheartedly.

In this way, another three quarters of an hour passed, and the long sword in Zhao Dongting's hand trembled. However, it was trembling because his hands were shaking.

He didn't use his internal force, and holding the long sword flat for an hour was already close to the limit.

The long sword seemed to have become more than 10,000 catties in his hand, and it was difficult for him to concentrate on the sea.

"Your Majesty, it's okay."

Le Wugang finally spoke, "Half an hour a day is enough, it's too much." ”

Zhao Dongting put down the long sword as he said, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said, "It's still hard for me to imagine what the sea is. ”

Le smiled gravitably: "How can it be so fast, does the emperor know how long it took the grass people to reach the realm of seeing the sea and not the sea?" ”

Zhao Dongting was slightly interested, "How long?" ”

Le said slowly: "It's been five years, and the grass people have insisted on it for five years before they finally made the long sword tremble." ”

Zhao Dongting couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly when he heard this.

That's five years!

You must know that Le Wuwu can rank thirty-seven on the master list, and his talent is definitely not low. This shows how difficult it is to cultivate sword intent.

But Zhao Dongting didn't plan to give up, he knew that the more difficult it was, the more powerful it would be.

Le let Zhao Dongting rest for free, and then took him down the mountain.

Go down the hill to the woods near the coast.

In front of them, there were several crooked-necked trees around the city, and a dozen rings of fine grass no larger than the size of a fist hung from them. These rings of grass are apparently extremely light, and they are constantly rippling by the sea breeze on the surface of the sea.

Le let Zhao Dongting stand in the middle of the circle surrounded by a crooked neck tree for free, and said, "The emperor tried to use a sword to stab these grass rings." ”

Zhao Dongting thought it was easy, so he drew his sword and stabbed, but he couldn't stab the tip of the sword into the middle of the grass ring even after stabbing two swords.

He tried to slow down, and it took him a few breaths before he finally stabbed his sword into the middle of the grass ring.

Le Wufei smiled slightly and said, "When will the emperor be able to stab all these grass rings within three breaths, and the swordsmanship will be considered small." ”

Zhao Dongting was a little dumbfounded.

These grass rings were all swayed by the wind, not to mention how difficult it was to stab them all in three breaths, it was not easy to shoot so many swords in three breaths alone.

And Le said gratuitously that this is just a small success.

After being stunned, Zhao Dongting asked, "Senior, can Murong Chuan be regarded as a master of swordsmanship?" ”

Le nodded gravitably: "Although his character is not good, his swordsmanship has really reached the realm of Dacheng." ”

Zhao Dongting said again: "Then if he comes to stab, how far can he go?" ”

Le Wuyuan didn't speak, but suddenly drew his long sword and jumped up.

He leaped extremely high until he reached under the canopy of the crooked neck tree, his body constantly moving in the air, and the long sword constantly refracted the cold light, and even the shadow could not be seen.

In just three breaths, his figure had already swept over several crooked-neck trees, floating to the ground.

There are no leaves on the sword.

However, there are countless leaves falling from the crooked neck tree.

Zhao Dongting looked at the leaves falling downward, his eyes were round, full of shock. Because, these leaves were all punctured from the petioles, and none of the leaves were damaged in any way.

In other words, each of Le's free swords is stabbed at the places where the leaves and branches are connected.

That's a lot smaller than a grass ring.

And Le landed for free and said: "In terms of swordsmanship alone, Murong Chuan is a little stronger than me. ”

Zhao Dongting was completely stupid on the spot.