Duan Zhong is not here to pick up dung, nor to copy scriptures, but to practice swords.

Therefore, even when Duan Zhong was picking dung and copying books, he did not forget to practice swords. Of course, it was not the sword of the Duan family's ancestral religion, but the sword of the Duan family's emperor. Duan Zhong doesn't think he is a diligent person, but practicing swords is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. I don't think I'm as diligent as those who are diligent, so if I don't practice, I'll be thrown farther and farther. Therefore, Duan Zhong practiced sword with Zongzi every day, and he secretly practiced internal strength at night.

Of course, Duan Zhong has never forgotten what he came to do in this month. Therefore, when I go to the master every night to report the daily work, I always ask when I can learn the sword. By the way, tell a story......

Duan Zhong is a very careful person, although he can't figure out the thoughts of our ancestors who are different from ordinary people, but the way he tells the story is very particular.

Duan Zhong picked a book with a lot of content in his mind: Xiaoao Jianghu. Tell it to our ancestors slowly. I only talk about 3,000 words a day, just like updating a novel, and I definitely don't talk about it if I have more.

Duan Zhong called this method fishing, and slowly aroused the "roundworm" in the stomach of our ancestors, so that everything could be discussed. Although in the past month, whenever Duan Chong mentioned learning swords, our ancestor shook his head very resolutely: "You can't get to the fire." "No matter how many words the story is told, he refuses to teach. Sometimes Duan Zhong really wanted to slap Duan Zhengzheng back to his original world, so that he could see what a hot weapon was......

However, Duan Zhong didn't have that ability. So today, Duan finished copying the book, and still went to his master's couch to tell the teacher a story. By the way, when will I be able to ...... Learn the sword.

"Master, today's story is over."

"Huh?" Duan Zhengjing was stunned, "This made the fox chong hit such a serious poison, and he didn't die?" Who saved him? ”

"Master, the apprentice is asking you when you will be able to teach me and Zongzi swordsmanship?"

"You kid, you don't always know what to do." Duan Zhengzheng shook his head, "Okay, seeing that your mind has been honed well in the past month, if you finish telling the story of Ling Hu Chong to the teacher today, I will teach you swordsmanship tomorrow." ”

Duan Zhong didn't react for a while when he heard the words of the old ancestor. After all, Duan Chong asked this question every day, just a habitual question, and he never reported any hope for whether the ancestor could agree. I didn't expect ...... Today, our ancestors have agreed.

However, Duan Zhong discovered another extremely terrifying thing. The story of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" was planned to be told for two months, but now it will be told in one night...... Duan Zhong swallowed his saliva, and said secretly in his heart: "That's it, let's go out, go get a few bowls of water and put them aside......"

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Zongzi was very lonely tonight, because he was the only one sleeping alone in the room, which made him very unaccustomed. And Duan Zhong actually told the story of the night in the master's room, which made him very unaccustomed. So the zongzi slept very unsteadily, just like his wife ran away with someone. Of course, Zongzi has never married a wife.

Zongzi spent a night between half dreaming and half waking up, and before he knew it, the sky was bright. "Squeak", the door was slowly pushed open, Duan Chong's face was a little pale, he walked in with a yawn, pulled up the zongzi who was pretending to sleep on the bed and said, "Let's go, learn the sword." ”

Zongzi shook his head: "Today's vegetable garden has not been taken care of, and the scriptures have not been copied." Isn't it true that you practice swords at night on weekdays? ”

Duan Zhong sighed: "That old immortal called us swordsmanship, and naturally we don't need to do things like fertilizing and copying books." ”

Zongzi's eyes widened, apparently not reacting. was pulled out of the house by Duan Chong.

In the small backyard of Chongsheng Temple, Duan Zhengjing stretched out his somewhat stiff arm, and sighed secretly in his heart: I, I haven't moved my hands and feet for a long time. No, a month ago, I also taught four lawless "little guys" who wanted to break into the temple in vain, although the cultivation of those four people was also at the first-class level in the whole world. However, in the eyes of an old monster like Duan Zhengjing, he is naturally as weak as the snow rabbit on this mountain.

Duan Zhengzheng is very satisfied now, because this morning, he finally heard from Duan Chong's mouth that Ling Hu Chong and Ren Yingying smiled proudly. I silently recited the sentence "Amitabha, sin and sin" in my heart, knowing that I was angry again, and I actually cared about the world. I'm really sorry for the Buddha, and I'm sorry for this old face that I have been a monk for more than 30 years. But Duan Zhengzheng was still very satisfied, because he knew that if he hadn't listened to this story, he would be sorry for the roundworm in his stomach. Moreover, Duan Zhengzheng still has some expectations, looking forward to what new and interesting stories our little prince will tell tonight. Of course, 3,000 words is definitely not enough, and it seems that if you want to change it, it will take at least 6,000 words.

So looking at the two children who walked in front of him, Duan Zhengzheng was extremely happy, and he didn't have the demeanor of a monk at all. It seems that there are countless black hairs on the bare scalp that are about to grow back, which is called the second spring of life.

Duan Chong and the others walked in front of Duan Zhengzheng and stood still, and saluted. Then, all in one...... Yawned. One didn't wake up, and the other didn't sleep at all.

Duan Zhengzheng shook his head helplessly, thinking that the young people now are really getting worse and worse, thinking that he is almost eighty, he has not slept all night, and his spirit is still strong, but these two young children ......

Duan Zhengjing shook his head, and finally began to speak: "In the past month, you have copied the Buddhist scriptures well, and the garden has been taken care of well, which can be regarded as the first test for your introduction for the teacher." From this day on, the copy book and vegetable garden will be returned to the Dharma master in the temple. You two will ...... with me Practice swords. ”

Duan Zhong was full of excitement, thinking that this hard time had finally come to an end. I obediently pretended to be my grandson for more than a month, and today I finally got through it.

Duan Zhengjing looked at the two of them, sighed lightly, and said to Duan Chong: "Show me the swordsmanship of the Duan family emperor you practiced." ”

Duan Zhong smiled bitterly and slowly pulled out his sword from his waist. Duan Zhong knew that he couldn't hide the matter of secretly practicing swords from this old ancestor of his family, but he didn't expect that this old ancestor even knew what kind of sword he was practicing. And the most important thing, except for the emperor Lao Tzu of Dali, others practice swordsmanship but it is a sin to cut off their heads.

Although Duan Chong knew that he would not embarrass himself with the temper of the old ancestor in front of him, if it was spread at this time, Duan Chong would definitely not have a good time in the future. At least this Dali, he can't get mixed up.

However, since the ancestor has spoken, Duan Zhong naturally has to practice. The most important thing in swordsmanship is sword intent, which is also the so-called mental method. Therefore, Duan Yu used the swordsmanship of the Duan family emperor, so he naturally used the heart method of the Duan family emperor.

The internal force flowed and shuttled through the eight veins of the heavy Qi Jing, and the heat flow slowly rose from the heels to the top of the head. This is the feeling that Duan Chong will have every night when he cultivates the mental method, but at this moment, Duan Chong is holding a sword in his hand, and the situation is very different.

Duan Zhong felt that he was full of strength, and his eyes exuded golden pupils, like the most dazzling and hottest sunlight at noon in summer, which could shoot directly into people's hearts, and make the other party surrender with a devastating attitude.

Duan Zhong felt stronger than he had ever felt at this moment, and he felt that he had to take out his sword, so he took out his sword. Time seemed to freeze frame, and only the tip of the sword slowly stabbed towards Duan Zheng's eyebrows.

Duan Zhong was very confident, because he knew that the power of this sword was already terrifying, although he was only seven years old, although he had only cultivated this mental method for four years. He knew that whoever stood before him would face the baptism of death.

However, Duan Chong's sword stabbed was very relieved, because it was Duan Zhengzheng who was standing in front of him. There are few people in this world who can face death head-on.

Therefore, Duan Chong's sword naturally split into the air. And all the aftermath disappeared in Duan Zhengzheng's wave of his sleeves, as if the earth-shattering sword just now had not happened.

Duan Zhengzheng was silent, he was thinking about something.

Zongzi was silent, because he was thinking that the sword just now stabbed him, then he must be dead, and he died very thoroughly.

Duan Zhong was silent because he no longer had the strength to move even a finger.

Duan Zhengjing looked at Duan Chong, and finally spoke: "You are very lucky today. This swordsmanship, you don't have to practice it anymore! ”

Duan Zhong nodded with difficulty, he knew that what the old ancestor said was right, this sword really couldn't be practiced. Because of just this sword, Duan Chong had already exhausted all his strength, if Duan Zhengzheng hadn't stopped Duan Chong's sword intent in time, Duan Chong would already be a dead man at this moment. This is a sword that drains a person's vitality.

Duan Zhengjing said that Duan Chong was lucky because Duan Chong had not used this sword before. If it had been used, Duan Zhong would have died long ago.

At this moment, Duan Zheng didn't need to explain, and Duan Zhong also knew why this sword could only be practiced by the emperor. Because this sword is too domineering, I am afraid that only the emperor's momentum of dominating the world can control this kind of swordsmanship.

Duan Zhengzheng has never been an emperor, so he doesn't know this swordsmanship. Because Duan Zhengzheng is here, and only Duan Zhengzheng is here, Duan Chong's life is saved, otherwise, even if he doesn't die, he doesn't want to practice swords in this life.

Duan Zhengjing thought for a while, and then glanced at Zongzi: "Have you practiced this swordsmanship?" ”

Zongzi shook his head.

"Very good, even if you have practiced, don't practice again!"

Zongzi nodded.

Duan Zhengjing turned his head and said to Duan Chong: "The sword of the Duan family emperor is indeed ...... Very powerful, very domineering. If your emperor Lao Tzu uses this sword, I can't guarantee it...... I won't get hurt. ”

Injury is a very distant word for Duan Zhengjing. And this earth-shattering sword can make Duan Zhengzheng injured, which is enough to show the power of this sword.

Duan Zhengjing sighed: "My swordsmanship is a swordsmanship that kills. ”

Duan nodded his head: "I know." ”

"Once I have practiced my swordsmanship, I will always think about killing. Good people and bad people, relatives and lovers, all want to kill ......"

Duan Zhong was silent.

"So I became a monk."

Duan nodded heavily.

"Do you understand now what I mean by asking you to copy the Buddhist scriptures?"

Duan Zhong still nodded.

Duan Zhengzheng nodded with satisfaction: "So, learn swords from me, and learn to kill." You also have to learn to practice Buddhism. ”