Chapter 80 In the Sword Zhai

After listening to Zhou Cang's words, Gu Lu didn't refute it anymore, but said approvingly: "That's right, it's because he has an official title from the imperial court, so it's okay to mix it up now." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Besides, in this world, if the martial arts are high enough, you can still fight very cheaply. ”

"So, let's practice martial arts well!"

The truth is true, but it is very difficult to improve the force, especially in adulthood. In this world, the best way to increase your strength is to participate in battles, and the more intense the battle, the easier it is to improve. It's just that in that kind of battle with thousands of people, one person will be hacked to death if he is not careful.

Otherwise, it depends on the slow polishing of time, although the effect is also very good, but it takes too long.

Fortunately, Gu Lu had practiced martial arts that were completely different from the concentration system at this time. The true qi of the inner family is infinitely useful, and it may not be stronger than the unequaled strength in the hard-fought battle array, but the growth is much better, and the difficulty of cultivation is also much lower.

And since he came from the era of the information explosion, he does not have the kind of gateway view that people in this world and people in other feudal times have. He had already passed on some martial arts that were easier to cultivate, and he had also simplified the moves in the Wind Sword and Frost Sword into a sword, gun, and fist technique.

is the unparalleled power, and he also teaches those warriors in the army, and there is no hiding at all. Blood collapses and life and death, and the strong wins, this is what Wang Qi said when he passed on his wind sword and frost sword in the Sword Zhai. There are only strong people, and if you want to be strong, you must have courage and measurement that ordinary people can't reach.

Xu Wuji stared at the plaque on his head with the three big characters "Sword Zhai" written on it for a while, then lowered his head and swept the fallen leaves in the courtyard with a broom.

Alas, now there are fewer and fewer people here. To be exact, he's the only one left now. Brother Wang went to Luoyang and became the master of the Scripture Hall. And Brother Gu didn't know where he had gone, and he hadn't been back for a long time.

Those who used to study martial arts here, in the absence of the sect leader, naturally threw themselves into other dojos. After my hometown moved to Taiyuan, the population here suddenly decreased a lot, a lot.

This situation made him Xu Wuji's eldest young master very unhappy.

"Bang bang", there was a knock on the door outside, and he said weakly: "Don't knock, there are no apprentices here." The masters are no longer there. ”

The sound of "bang bang bang" still kept coming, Xu Wuji was furious, threw the broom to the ground, walked over angrily, and then said loudly: "I said it all, now here....... Hey, it's Chen Zhen! ”

When he opened the door, he saw Chen Zhen with a smile on his face, and there was a slightly younger child beside him, and Huo Yuanjia's tall figure was not far behind the two children.

"Hey, why are you here?" Xu Wuji was surprised and delighted, took Chen Zhen's hand and said, "Didn't you say you went back to Tianjin?" Who is this? ”

"Oh, this is my junior brother and master's son Huo Dongge. Dongge, this is the Xu Wuji I told you. ”

Huo Dongge was a tiger-headed child, and said very obediently: "Brother Xu is good." ”

"Haha," Xu Wuji suddenly felt happy, he nodded decently, and the old god said in the ground: "You're okay too." ”

He said to Huo Yuanjia again: "Uncle Huo, what are you doing here?" Brother Wang and Brother Gu, they haven't been back for a long time. ”

"Well, I know that." Huo Yuanjia was burly, with a chin head, and said, "Me and Wang ....... Master Wang sent the letter, and he asked me to come over and help take care of the sword house, so that the business would not be too depressed. ”

"Haha, Brother Wang really likes to tell jokes." Xu Wuji laughed, "My grandfather left him a lot of shares, and the annual dividends alone are much more than the income of this sword zhai." ”

"Hey, I don't know." Huo Yuanjia said: "This is the letter he wrote to me, you can take a look." ”

"What's so nice about that? Can I still not trust you, uncle? Xu Wuji said so, but he still took the letter, read it carefully, and waited until it was confirmed to be correct, and then smiled: "It's okay now, there is an uncle, you come to take care of the sword and sword, and I don't need to come over to clean it up all the time." By the way, why didn't Brother Wang write to me? ”

Huo Yuanjia frowned and said coldly: "How do I know this?" ”

"Oh," Xu Wuji patted his head, "too." I think about it, it seems like last time......... Ah, forget it. Come, come, let me introduce you to this sword house, but I have seen it build up little by little. Chen Zhen, Dongge, your family's dojo is not so big. ”

"My father said," Huo Dongge looked left and right, looking very curious about everything, and said, "It is said that our family's money has been taken out to repair Uncle Wang's house." This house is really big! ”

"Uh......" Xu Wuji was dumbfounded, he thought about it, there was really such a thing, it seemed that Huo Yuanjia came over to find Wang Qi to compete, and then broke the previous dojo.

Chen Zhen also looked very excited, he was still a child, and he had endless curiosity about new things. The three of them were of similar age and interests, and after a while, they became acquainted, and then they played with branches and sticks and other things.

Only Huo Yuanjia took off his shoes, stepped on the wooden floor that had just been wiped with his bare feet, and calmly walked into the martial arts training ground.

In the wide martial arts training ground, there was no second person, and it seemed empty. Only near the wall, there are a lot of wooden brackets. There were many swords and books resting on it.

Huo Yuanjia felt a sense of loneliness in his heart for no reason. When he first came to Sword Zhai, it was still full of people, and there were dozens of disciples sitting here doing all kinds of basic training. And when he came this time, there were only silent dead things left.

He walked over and casually picked up a knife. This sword is long, narrow, and slightly curved, which is somewhat different from most swords in China, but somewhat similar to the samurai swords of the Orientals. Such weapons are very suitable for dealing with unarmored units, but when it comes to spears and heavy armor, they are useless.

He drew his knife out and slashed twice in the air, breaking through the air without a sound, obviously the best of the swords.

"Hey," Huo Yuanjia let out a low laugh, "Sword Zhai, Sword Zhai, sure enough, it's still ......... as always" (to be continued.) )