Eldest Sun Gong looked at Ye Xipo who was in a daze, touched the cup and said, "Brother Li? What do you think? ”

"Nothing." Ye Xipo came back to his senses, was stunned, and drank the Yunxiao brew in the cup.

Thinking of the swordsmanship that he could roughly understand in those strange books, Ye Xipo asked Changsun Gong, "By the way, Brother Gong, can I take a look at your sword?" ”

"Yes." Eldest Sun Gong agreed and handed the sword to Ye Xipo.

The moment he started, Ye Xipo almost didn't hold the sword steadily.

"This sword doesn't look so heavy." Ye Xipo smiled, holding the back of the sword and looking at the eldest grandson gong.

"It looks like a wooden sword on the outside, that's how I reacted when I first saw it."

Ye Xipo nodded, what Changsun Gong said was right, just now at first glance he confirmed that this was a wooden sword. Upon closer inspection, he noticed something unusual about the sword.

The cracks on this sword, although they looked natural, did not seem to be caused by long-term use, but instead made him feel somewhat familiar.

"These cracks were carved on purpose, right?" Ye Xipo asked casually.

"Hey, you know all this?" Eldest Sun Gong gasped, who were the people he met today.

"Isn't it split?" Wen Yin on the side looked puzzled.

"Well, it looks a lot like a crack caused by use, but I've seen this pattern in a book, and it should be some kind of seal." Ye Xipo frowned and replied, the origin of this eldest grandson Gong made him even more strange.

Wen Yin on the side also took a closer look and muttered, "This seems to be made of sandalwood......"

"What's that?" Ye Xipo and Changsun Gong asked at the same time, and after asking, Ye Xipo turned his eyes and looked at Changsun Gong suspiciously, it turned out that he didn't know what material this sword was made of.

"It is a very rare material, although there is sandalwood in the name, but it is not a tree, it is a kind of thing that can only be found in the depths of the earth, more like iron, because the texture is very similar to sandalwood, so it is called sandalwood."

The two nodded, no wonder it looked like a wooden sword, and it was very heavy to pick up.

"Although it is rare, it is really not a good material for forging swords, and it is not clear why the swordmakers chose to use sandalwood iron to forge ......," Wen Yin added.

"I don't know about this, when Master gave me this sword, he didn't tell me where this sword came from, but just told me, 'When the sword body is completely cracked, your swordsmanship will be practiced.'" Eldest Sun Gong shook his head and said, indicating that he did not know the origin of this sword.

The three of them chatted like this, and the sky gradually darkened, and the rain outside slowly became lighter.

After dinner, the three of them went back to their rooms, Ye Xipo and Changsun Gong lived in the two rooms they had just found, and Wen Yin was the firewood room of the inn where they often lived. The two originally persuaded Wen Yin to live together, but Wen Yin insisted on refusing and had to give up.

Seeing that the two went back to the room, Wen Yin asked Xiao Er for a pot of rice wine and returned to the firewood room in the backyard alone.

Entering the house, Wen Yin bolted the door latch, lit a lamp and placed it next to a piece of paved straw.

"Li Chengtang, eldest grandson Gong, the two boys are a little interesting." Wen Yin muttered to himself and sat down on the straw.

Taking out a book with a very broken cover and an ordinary brush from the side, Wen Yin moistened the tip of the pen with his mouth, and laughed twice for no reason.

"There's a lot to write about today."

Wen Yin flipped a few pages in front of him, and added the names of Li Chengtang and Changsun Gong in two columns.

"Alas, I didn't ask if it was this Chengtang, this Gong."

As he spoke, he flipped through the book from his own hand again, nodded with a smile as if he was very satisfied, and turned to the back to start today's record.

No one can see that when the page is turned in front, 'Li Changyuan', 'Duan Zhixuan', 'Zhao Changping', and even the Holy Emperor 'Zhao Chang' are also impressively listed.

After returning to his guest room, Changsun Gong swept the sandalwood sword in his hand, shook it casually twice, put the sword on the table, and went to bed by himself.

"I'm too tired, I won't practice swords today." The eldest grandson Gong on the bed closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Ye Xipo, who was next door, turned around and plugged in the latch, put down the baggage, closed the window and sat down gently on the ground.

He sat on the ground with his legs outstretched, took a few deep breaths, and slowly pressed his hands on the ground, and soon, the whole person was propped up, and his legs were suspended in the air.

Then, Ye Xipo removed one hand again, only used his right hand to prop himself up, and slowly lifted his left leg with his left hand and put his left foot behind his head. Then, exchange your hands and place your right foot behind your head.

"Daily martial arts lessons, don't slack off." This was what Zhang Xingeng told him on the day Ye Xipo left, and what he is doing now is part of the martial arts class.

At the time of a cup of tea, Ye Xipo put his feet down, and the person also relaxed and lay down on the ground to prepare for the next move.

The daily martial arts class was divided into twelve parts, and it took him about an hour to complete in total.

An hour later, Ye Xipo finished his martial arts class, although he was still very tired, but he was not completely sore like when he first came into contact.

"This set will be replaced for another half a month." Ye Xipo lay on the bed and said to himself, he insisted on doing martial arts classes all these years not only because of his master's request, but also because he felt that this martial arts class was indeed effective after completing it.

Ye Xipo was about to fall asleep in a daze, when a gust of wind woke him up.

"Who?" Ye Xipo sat up and snorted softly.

He remembered that he had closed the window when he came in, and how the wind was blowing in.

Sure enough, Ye Xipo looked at the window and found that a window there had been wide open, and under the window lay a man in black who closed his eyes tightly and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Looking at the blood flowing beside the black-clothed man on the ground, the night breeze blowing into the room made Ye Xipo feel a little cold.

Ye Xipo wrapped his sleeves and tiptoed to the man in black, and after a little thought, he closed the window by the way.

After walking to the man in black, Ye Xipo felt the sound of the man's breathing.

Alive.

The black-clothed man had a black veil on his face, and his body was slender, judging from the mountain peak on his chest that was accompanied by breathing, Ye Xipo felt that this person on the ground would not be a strong man.

"Girl?"

Since you've broken into my house, it's not too much to see who you are. Ye Xipo muttered, and lowered his body to remove the man's veil.

With a pop, as soon as Ye Xipo's hand was stretched out, a slender sword was placed on his neck, and for a while, the moonlight reflected on the sword body through the window made him a little unable to open his eyes.

"Help me...... Go to bed. ”

The intermittent voice of the man on the ground made Ye Xipo finally sure that this person was not a man with a slender figure but two large chest muscles. Taking a deep breath, Ye Xipo pinched the blade of the sword with two fingers to make it leave the range that made his hairs stand on end.

But when he bent down again, the sword came up again.