"Senior Jiu, where are you going to beat me?" was grabbed out of the remains of Wuya Mountain by Jiu Jianweng, and the two walked all the way through mountains and rivers, walking for two days and two nights, during which no matter what Bai Mei said, Jiu Jianweng was silent and silent.

Picking up a pile of branches and piling them together, the wine sword Weng opened his mouth and spat out a tongue of fire and lit the fire: "Boy, I advise you not to think about running." You know how many people want to worship under my door, but I haven't agreed. This good thing has fallen on your head, why don't you do it?"

took out two pieces of dead dough pancakes from his pocket, handed one to Bai Mei, and Jiu Jianweng bit the pancakes and asked, "Boy, who taught you what you have." ”

took a bite of the pancake handed by the wine sword Weng, and said with white eyebrows: "No one teaches, I am a loose cultivator." ”

"Loose cultivation?" glanced at Bai Mei, and the wine sword Weng laughed: "Your cultivation is not weak, and you have the foundation of refining the body, obviously taking the path of the ancient sword, scattered cultivation, who are you fooling!"

Bai Mei opened his mouth to explain when he heard this, but Jiu Jianweng waved his hand: "You don't have to explain to me, it's okay if you are a casual cultivator, not a casual cultivator." Anyway, now that you are in my hands, you will obediently recognize me as a master. Hehe, such a good seedling, the next time I meet the old miscellaneous hair, I have to show it off. ”

Seeing that this old man with a strange personality had already begun to become obscene, Bai Mei shook his head helplessly. In fact, it's not that he really doesn't want to worship this wine sword man as a teacher, but because when the wine sword man brought up this matter.

Bai Mei's mind remembered a prompt sound:

The master of the Shushan Sword Sect is not allowed to worship any sect or individual as a teacher!

Obstinate disobedience - obliteration!

The cold and cruel prompt sound made Bai Mei feel chills when he heard it.

But now looking at this old man's appearance, it won't work to tell him well. With a roll of his eyes, Bai Mei suddenly had a plan in his heart, and shouted: "Wine senior." ”

The wine swordsman who was full of joy and stealing his own pleasure turned his head when he heard Bai Mei's shout: "What are you doing, you have figured it out?"

"No, you said you were going to take me as an apprentice, so you have to let me know what you can teach me. Looking at the wine sword, Bai Mei said in a sincere tone.

"Little one, are you questioning the old man's ability?"

Hurriedly waved his hand, and said with white eyebrows: "Don't dare, don't dare." It's just that you want me to be under your door, and you have to let me know what the master I worship can teach me!"

After pondering what Bai Mei said twice, Jiu Jianweng felt a little reasonable, and nodded: "Okay, then the old man will show you a little bit." The old man cultivated at the age of seven, and he still does this day. Sincerely practicing swordsmanship, he has learned countless swordsmanship, and he has created an original set of sword tricks. When you see the old man's skills, you will know how much shit luck you have gone!"

Stretching out his hand to wipe the wine gourd on his waist, a three-foot-long room condensed by wine was held in the hand of the wine sword: "Look at it, this set of autumn wind swordsmanship is a set of swordsmanship that the old man occasionally obtained, according to the old man's view, there should be three more sets of this swordsman." They correspond to the four artistic conceptions of spring, summer, autumn and winter! But even if it is a single set, the power is quite extraordinary!"

After saying that, the lazy aura on the wine sword Weng was suddenly swept away. The long sword in his hand flew from side to side, his body moved, and his feet jumped, and the long sword condensed by wine shone with a dripping brilliance under the reflection of the firelight.

Bai Mei, who was squatting on the side, watched the movements of the wine sword Weng without blinking, a pair of pupils trembled rapidly, and the moves of the autumn wind swordsmanship were quickly remembered by Bai Mei in his mind, and then gradually digested by his body.

"Look at it, the first style of the Autumn Wind Sword Technique: Xiao Se suddenly rises!" With a loud shout, the wine sword Weng raised his sword and swept it, and the dark yellow stars on the blade of the sword fell onto a small grass, and the originally green and tender grass blades were suddenly dyed with a trace of withered yellow.

"Second Style: Autumn Rain!"

"Third Style: The Maple Forest is Dyed!"

"Fourth Style: Xinmo Tanabata!"

......

"Ninth Style: One Leaf Knows Autumn!"

Putting away his sword and standing, Jiu Jianwen slowly stretched out his right hand, and a slowly falling dead leaf on the top of his head fell on Jiujianweng's palm.

Whoa!

The sound of rain sounded, and the original green leaves of the big tree above Jiujianweng's head all faded from their spring clothes, turned yellow and colorless, and fell.

"How's it going, boy. With a hint of arrogance, Jiujian Weng looked at Bai Mei proudly.

Squatting aside, he didn't show a trace of strange white eyebrows, raised his head slightly and smiled: "That...... Wine senior, I have learned this set of swordsmanship. ”

"Impossible!" categorically denied it, and the wine sword man sneered: "This sword phararen was obtained by accident, and it is a unique one. Never passed on to anyone, how could you!"

Shrugged his shoulders and said with white eyebrows: "If the seniors don't believe it, I can give the seniors a drill." ”

"Come on, come on, you practice for me, I still don't believe it. The wine sword man snorted and stepped aside.

Bai Mei drew his long sword, walked to the clearing, and raised his long sword in a starting pose. As soon as Bai Mei's starting gesture came out, the eyes of the wine sword on the side suddenly froze, how could this be......

The bleak rises, the autumn rain continues, the maple forest is dyed, and the Chinese Valentine's Day at the end of the Xinxi Festival ...... A leaf knows autumn!

After a set of swordsmanship, the grass on the side of Bai Mei was slightly showing a withered yellow ash.

"Senior, how?" Looking at Jiu Jian Weng with a smile, Bai Mei has now basically figured out the ability of his master of the Shushan Sword Sect, and the simple understanding is eight words: you will know it at a glance, and you will be good at it as soon as you learn.

After coming back to his senses after a long time of shock, Jiu Jianweng's eyes flashed violently, and he got up and looked at Bai Mei: "Boy, are you serious?"

......

Four months later

In the Jiugou Cave of Baixia Mountain

Dressed in a plain suit, Bai Mei sat cross-legged on the ground, seriously sharpening a small wooden sword in his hand.

Compared with the previous Bai Mei, the temperament of Bai Mei has changed a lot in four months, and the feeling of jumping off and brisk of the previous teenager has begun to become calm, and he no longer looks like a young boy.

With a gourd of wine, the wine sword man walked into the cave crookedly, and walked straight to a wooden bed in the cave with hazy eyes.

Fell on the bed with a pop, and Jiu Jianweng patted his chest with satisfaction: "The weather is really good today, I said Xiaobai, it's really a pity that you don't drink." The old man's newly brewed fruit wine is delicate and sweet. Tut-tut, delicious!

Without raising his head, he sharpened the wooden sword, and said with white eyebrows: "I don't drink, can't you drink more?" ”

"Well, that's right. Struggling to get up from the bed, the wine sword man smacked his mouth twice: "Xiaobai, how long have we been here?" ”

Looking up and thinking about it, Bai Mei looked at Jiu Jianweng and replied, "It's been more than two months, what's the matter, it's going to change places again?"

"It's been more than two months......" nodded slightly, Jiujian Weng staggered up and walked to Bai Mei's side, and sat on the ground: "It's almost time." ”

"It's almost time. I feel that the old man Jiu Jian Weng seems to be a little unusual today, Bai Mei asked suspiciously.

took out a palm-sized jujube red wine gourd, and the wine sword Weng stuffed it into Bai Mei's hand: "Bai Mei, this is for you." ”

Rubbing the small wine gourd that the wine sword Weng stuffed into his hand, Bai Mei smiled: "Is this your big gourd son?"

Looking at Bai Mei's smiling face, a few smiles also rose on Jiu Jian Weng's wrinkled face: "Bai Mei, you are the genius with the strongest kendo talent I have ever seen." He is also the one who has the most hope of pushing kendo to the pinnacle of ten thousand ways again. There is my life's work in this wine gourd--wine sword recipe! You accept it, and one day, help me find a successor and pass it on!"

His heart trembled, and Bai Mei hurriedly held the hand of the wine sword: "What's wrong with you, old man, don't die, I haven't finished learning your swordsmanship......"

With a snap, Jiu Jianweng slapped Bai Mei on the back of his head: "Who told you that I was going to die! I asked you to help me find a successor, not to ask you to help me find a cemetery!"

The head that was slapped by the wine sword Weng buzzed, and the white eyebrows said aggrievedly: "Then why do you look like you are dying and entrusting the future." ”

"That's not all your fault, originally I wanted to take you as an apprentice, accompany me to the gathering of a few of our old brothers, and give me a long face. But you kid is too bad, I'll take out a set of swordsmanship, you will do one, I'll take out a set of swordsmanship, you will know one. I really don't have a problem, old man, so I have to go to the party alone. And you, it's up to you to find me a suitable successor. Jiujian Weng said slowly.

"You mean, you want to let me go?" The sudden freedom made Bai Mei a little uncomfortable for a while.

"It's not that I let you go, it's that I'm fed up with you and want to drive you away. After taking another sip of wine, Jiu Jianweng patted Bai Mei's shoulder, leaned into Bai Mei's ear and said, "Nanyu is too small here to suit you." You are like a stranded dragon, and only a bigger place can accommodate you to turn over the river and the sea. This wine gourd is my parting gift to you, and if there is a fate, we will meet again. ”

Clenching the jujube red gourd in his hand, Bai Mei stood up and bowed sincerely to Jiu Jianweng: "Thank you for taking care of you for so long, Bai Mei will remember it in my heart." This is my parting gift to you. ”

Handing the carefully carved wooden sword in his hand to the wine sword, Bai Mei stepped forward and hugged the wine sword man greatly, and then turned to leave, without looking back.

Seeing the back of the white eyebrows disappear completely, the wine sword Weng came back to his senses, looked at the delicate wooden sword in his hand, and couldn't help but crack the corners of his mouth: "Stinky boy, finally left." If he doesn't leave, the little thing in the old man's stomach will be hollowed out by him. ”

Putting away the wooden sword close to his body, Jiu Jianweng stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, watching the plain figure gradually drift away, and secretly said in his heart: The next time we meet, I think you will definitely give me a surprise......