"Little doll, would you like to learn swords from me?" A middle-aged man who looked to be forty or fifty years old looked at the teenager in front of him and asked with a smile.

"Learning a sword? What kind of sword do you learn? The young man held up the sugar gourd in his hand and asked suspiciously.

The boy's eyes always seemed to be open, and he looked like he was a little sleepless, but his pair of eyebrows were very distinctive, like two sharp swords that could fly up at any time and hurt people.

"You see that you and I are also destined to meet each other, it's better to do this, my peerless cheats will be sold to you cheaper, two copper plates, no, one copper plate will be sold to you!"

The middle-aged man's clothes didn't look shabby, but he kept staring intently at the sugar gourd in the young man's hand.

"I said this uncle, there is a sugar gourd seller less than 200 steps away from here, if you want to eat it, you can buy it yourself, okay? Is it fun to lie to a child? The boy glanced at him, a little disdainful.

"Am I the kind of person who craves that mouthful of sugar gourds?" The middle-aged man took his eyes off the sugar gourd and stared at the young man in front of him and said.

"Like!" The boy nodded and said with great certainty.

"You kid! If I hadn't seen your bones Qingqi, how could I sell you my master's uninherited supreme swordsmanship so cheaply? I'll tell you, after this village, there will be no such shop. The middle-aged man threatened, as if he felt that he had suffered a big loss.

The young man looked at the tattered book in the middle-aged man's hand, not to mention compared with the books in the academy, even the miscellaneous books on the stall were much better bound than this one, but the three words on the cover were really extraordinary, quite a bit of everyone's style, but I don't know if it came from the hands of everyone in the literary world.

It can't be a patchwork......

The young man stared at the three big words "Imperial Sword Technique" on the cover and thought silently.

"That's it?" The boy raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be a little unconvinced, to put it in a more standard way, he didn't believe it at all.

The middle-aged man was a little helpless, if it weren't for the master who said that he had to pay homage to the master to teach swordsmanship, otherwise he would have fallen too far into the prestige of my Shushan faction, how could he be so low, it was nothing more than throwing it at this child, and he didn't want to learn.

Master has a big heart, saying that my Shushan will one day become a righteous leader, so you can't just let him accept apprentices by himself, you guys who are apprentices have to share the worries of the Shushan faction, otherwise when you arrive, it will be a bare-bones commander with six big-headed soldiers, and it doesn't sound like words, right?

So the six apprentices took Shushan as the center, scattered in all directions, and began to find apprentices for the master and import Dingding for Shushan.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man was a little angry, it is certainly a good thing to start a sect, but have you ever heard the phrase "not entering Shu"? I have to choose such a place, which of the surrounding ten miles and eight towns is not rich in food and clothing, who is willing to follow us to learn swords?

To say that from the perspective of the volume master, this is also a way to do it, after all, the Kunlun faction in the north is so big, and there are many poisonous insects and miasma in the Yunnan-Guizhou region, not to mention that the people there are not yet civilized, not to mention the east, it has basically been divided up by the righteous sects, and it is still a place where there is nothing on the mountain of Shushan, and everything is available under the mountain, which is suitable for the master.

But what is the saying? Strange goods can live, but everything that no one wants is cheap, and this sect has opened smoothly, but this disciple ......

If it were in the world where Qi Zhen once lived, these Shushan disciples would go down the mountain to find apprentices, and they would basically be similar to the people who posted small advertisements at the door of the gym, and they couldn't get on the table with such a force.

But what else is there to say? The teacher has his life, and the disciple obeys his labor, who let us learn the craft of others?

First, the young man in front of him is indeed a good seedling, and more importantly, if it weren't for the fact that the senior brother had already accepted a big disciple, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him, with a pleading look on his face, and persuaded him with good words: "Otherwise, you take it first, and when you have nothing to do, you can practice according to it, anyway, the practice is not bad, the big deal is to strengthen the body, really practice to have some effect, and then you will make up the money to me, do you think it will be successful?" ”

"Then if you can't be ugly, you can buy this cheats back with your own money?" The boy squinted at him and said.

"If you really can't get a result, I'll give you this book for nothing, okay?" The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"That's fine!" The young man nodded, took the broken book, and carried it directly into his arms.

"Then I'll come back to you in a few days." The middle-aged man said.

"Don't do it, I'll go to you when I really practice something, where do you live?" The boy bit a hawthorn and put it in his mouth, and a piece of his cheek immediately bulged out.

"There," the middle-aged man pointed back.

Covered in snow, the Shu Mountains shine brightly in the sunlight.

"Okay, you can blow it, see you later."

The boy had just gotten out of private school, and was about to go home for dinner, and his heart said where did he come from such an iron man, fooling people without drafting.

The most skilled hunters and woodcutters in the town can't climb that mountain, and you can't boil a pot of water with the physical fitness to live there?

The boy had been in class for a day, and had eaten a few hawthorns, and at this time he was hungry, and he really didn't want to cough with this middle-aged uncle who didn't look like a good person, so he turned around and walked home.

"You practice hard!" The middle-aged man instructed.

"Okay, got it." The boy waved his hand, unimpressed.

……

"Little doll, what book did I give you? Have you practiced? ”

A month later, almost in the same place, the two "met unexpectedly" again.

"Why are you again, uncle." The young man was a little helpless, and said in his heart, did you recognize me or what?

I'm not a rich man, and I didn't have a sugar gourd in my hand this time, so if you have a need, please find a younger scammer, right?

Seeing that the other party kept staring at him, the young man was rarely a little embarrassed.

"Lost the book?"

The middle-aged man said with a sigh of chagrin in his heart.

The master was lazy, and when he was about to go down the mountain, an apprentice gave him a manuscript, and if he lost it, his apprentice would have to do it himself, and if he wanted the master to know about it, he might have to be scolded.

"Yes, yes." The boy hurriedly said.

"Used? How does it work? As soon as the middle-aged man heard this, he felt that something was wrong and asked.

"It's not the last time I went to the thatched house without paper, I used half of it, and then I ran out of firewood for the fire at home, and I used half of it for temporary emergency relief." The boy said, his voice unheard at the end.

"What?!" The middle-aged man thought he had misheard.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I've got it all in my head, and I can't be wrong." The boy hurriedly said.

"Is this something you can't remember?!" The middle-aged man laughed angrily.

"Someone, someone, someone! Abduction and trafficking of children in broad daylight! The boy suddenly shouted.

The town is not big, but there are a lot of people on the street, and most of the neighbors in the street know this half-old child.

"No, no, I'm not a bad person, I'm asking this kid for directions." The middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand around, wanting to explain.

In a blink of an eye, where is there still the shadow of that child?

……

"I said, Master, the way you accepted apprentices back then was chic enough."

In the blink of an eye, Wu Tian has become a heroic young man.

Well, there is still some gap between the heroic and sassy appearance, but under the influence of sword intent over the years, it has indeed plated this originally ordinary teenager with a layer of heroic spirit.

"If it weren't for the fact that you are really a seedling, how could I risk being punished by your master and ancestor and hand over to you the secret density of my Shushan so casually? But what about you? Such a good thing, you actually took it to wipe your ass! Xuan Ye scolded with a smile.

Xuan Ye may be because of his perennial cultivation of immortals and sword practice, but his appearance has not changed, and at this time, he looked at Wu Tian and showed a hint of relief.

This apprentice of his own, really gave himself a long face, in just seven years, not only the swordsmanship and the ten thousand sword techniques are all masterful, but the sword qi is extremely abundant, and he has already surpassed the disciple of the senior brother, how can he not be pleased?

"You were like a liar at the time, how dare I believe it?" Wu Tian retorted.

"At that time, I said that I would pay it back, and you thought about returning it to me." Xuan Ye said.

"That's a little bit of interest, give!" Wu Tian glanced at the master, but what he threw out of his hand was not a penny, but a cricket jar.

"Yo, there's something new?!" Xuan Ye couldn't wait to open the lid, looked at the crickets jumping around, and smiled.

"Okay, right?" Wu Tian said.

"No, no, no, money is money, how can I take anything else?" Xuan Ye didn't raise his head, and blurted out.

"Then you pay me back."

"Let's calculate the interest, and think about repaying the money next time." Xuan Ye said with a smile.

"It's disrespectful to the old." Wu Tian sighed.

"How do you talk to your teacher?" Xuan Ye said.

"Gotta get it, I'm leaving." Wu Tian said.

"In a few days, a few monks will go up the mountain, saying that they want to discuss with your ancestor about building the lock demon tower, don't forget to come when the time comes." Xuan Ye put away his playful voice and instructed.

"Let's talk about it then, maybe we don't have time." Wu Tian said.

"You scoundrel, you're bigger than me now, aren't you?" Xuan Ye feigned anger.

"Got it, I'm leaving." Wu Tian said impatiently.

"Go, go, go." Xuan Ye waved his hand.

"Don't be too high." He went on to say.

"It's not annoying." Wu Tian glanced at him, and then jumped and jumped down the cliff.

Immediately after that, a sword light rose into the sky, soaring up to 90,000 miles!

Wu Tian stepped on the sword, the long hair next to his temples flew wantonly, and his eyes were slightly closed, like a fairy who forgot his worries.