Chapter Twelve: There is a sword Xinglan

At this time, all the young people on the field heard the surprise, and looked up to see that the two people were facing the cliff edge, and the smarter ones had come back to their senses from the words just now and followed towards the cliff edge.

Following the eyes of the two of them, they saw several giant trees growing on the edge of the high cliff, and many lush green branches had leaned out from the edge of the cliff and flew out of the air, which was really magnificent. But if this scene is placed in front of the literati, Xu Nengfu poems can be recited, but in front of this group of teenagers who still don't know the taste of sorrow, it can't cause any waves.

"Wood Spirit, Igoias." A quiet sentence suddenly came out of the old man's mouth. As soon as the words fell, everyone on the field only felt a black shadow flashing in front of them, and when they looked at it again, they didn't find anything unusual around them. The young men turned their heads again and again to look at the two old men in front of them, with puzzled looks in their eyes.

Xu is sudden silence in the field, the old man who thought for a moment immediately came back to his senses, only to see that all the young people had a puzzled look on their faces, and many of the more lively young people on weekdays seemed to have pouted, if it weren't for the old man's high prestige, he would have already asked out loud.

At this time, I only heard the voice of the white-clothed young hall master sound, and said: "Today, I and the hall master came to inform Huier and other art competitions, and now there are still three months left before the competition, and Wang'er and others are practicing diligently. Don't let me down. Before the words could be finished, the familiar white smoke rose again, and the two of them disappeared into the smoke again.

Here, Zhi Ning was just stared at by nearly a hundred people who suddenly turned their heads at the same time, almost scaring her to fall. Fortunately, although the island has reached the wax moon, the temperature is still mild, and although the green leaves on this tree are not as lush as in summer, it is not a problem to cover her slender body.

Zhi Ning, who was clinging to the branches, had been hiding in the bushes for nearly two hours, quietly poking out to look, at this moment, the young people in the training field had resumed the appearance of the sparring just now, and Zhi Ning, who had not heard the old man's words, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his limbs, which were almost unconscious under the left and right movements, wanted to go back to the original way. Climbing a tree is not an easy task, but it is not a task for Zhi Ning, who has been doing bamboo cutting and cultivation for several months, at this time, holding the trunk between his legs, and slowly moving backwards with his hands holding the branches, but after a long time, he has returned to the treetops from the edge of the cliff.

Standing on the treetop about two zhang high, Zhi Ning looked back at the branch he had just climbed, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was dangerous, thanks to his patience, otherwise he would have been almost discovered, but I don't know if the stone of the old man in blue could fly so far to hit himself when he was discovered, if he could really hit so far, I am afraid that he would have missed his hand and fell from the trunk of the tree and broke his bones. Zhining, who was very happy, couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat from behind his ears.

Suddenly, a familiar sound of breaking the air was heard, and a stone the size of a broad bean accurately hit Zhi Ning's spread hand.

Well? What is it. Zhining, who is still in the illusion of the aftermath of the catastrophe, has not yet reacted.

I only heard a few words that suddenly came from a vigorous voice: "Little girl, you are so bold, you dare to sit on the tree and wait for me to catch you." ”

Zhi Ning, who heard the voice, was suddenly startled, and when she looked down, she saw that there were three old men in blue standing under the tree at this time, except for the old man in blue who had just spoken, the other two had a sneer on the corner of their mouths, and looked at her with interest.

How are they, it's over, it turns out that I have already been discovered, how can it be good. Zhining, who is usually quite resourceful, suddenly didn't know how to answer. For a while, Zhi Ning's mind was blank, and his heart was extremely flustered, and he fell straight down from a tree nearly two feet high with a soft foot.

Falling from the two-zhang high tree trunk, seeing that Zhi Ning was about to break her bones as she had just thought, suddenly, a figure on the ground kicked her feet, rose from the ground and grabbed her in mid-air, the person's toes lightly touched the tree trunk, and the two of them landed steadily. Zhi Ning, who closed his eyes tightly, reacted in his mind at the moment of falling, knowing in his heart that if he didn't die, he would be crippled, where would he dare to expect someone to save him. After falling, he has closed his eyes, and his heart is indifferent, just waiting for the moment he lands.

I didn't know that I waited for a few breaths, but I didn't feel the pain of landing. When she came back to her senses, her eyes slowly opened, so that the other pair of eyes stared directly at her. It was a pair of eyes as bright as the moon.

Am I being knocked unconscious? The moment he met those eyes, Zhi Ning actually had such a thought in his heart. Before she could think about it again, a feeling of weightlessness suddenly came from her.

There was a thud on the ground. This time she was really sturdy and fell to the ground. And this sudden fall Zhi Ning didn't have time to close her eyes, and during the fall, she also clearly saw that Lan Yi, the white-clothed young man who was known as the young hall master by everyone, quickly retracted his hands from the air behind his back.

"How? Is it good to walk before life and death? A pair of feet wearing cloth shoes appeared in front of Zhining's eyes.

The old man in blue slowly appeared in front of Zhi Ning and looked her up and down, while the owner of those eyes just now stood behind the old man with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Zhi Ning's throat moved again, and he just wanted to answer, but this time his brain reacted very quickly. Immediately stand up with your hands propped up, and bow down to signal that you are okay.

"I also said who had the audacity to sneak in and peep at me, it turned out to be you, a little girl who was still cutting bamboo. Why, you want to steal and play tricks to steal other people's practice? Since seeing that the person who was peeping was Zhi Ning, the old man in blue who had just looked nervous had eased his normal face at this moment, perhaps because of the excessive nervousness just now, the old man in blue who had always been serious before actually ridiculed Zhi Ning.

It was over, and this time he was not thrown to death, but he was going to be beaten to death with a whip, and the man who tortured that day was here. Zhi Ning thought in his heart when he heard what the old man said.

At this time, I only heard a slightly hoarse voice and said: "Hall Master, I am also a little familiar with this girl, it is the girl who is a little stubborn, but unfortunately can't speak." ”

"Even you know that you don't see that this little girl is an interesting child." The old man in blue squinted at Mu Ling and asked.

"A few days ago, my subordinates were whipped according to the instructions of the hall master, and all the children who were tortured were crying and screaming that day, but this little girl didn't say a word, because her subordinates saw that she had some special memories." Mu Ling hurriedly replied.

"Master, I just heard from you that this girl is still cutting bamboo? The apprentice seems to remember that half a month ago, this girl was the fastest person to cut bamboo, why is she still cutting bamboo now. Lan Yi, the young hall master who heard the conversation between the old man and the wood spirit just now, also asked with some curiosity.

The old man in blue looked at Lan Yi unexpectedly, as if he was a little surprised, the two who never cared about other things in the past would ask a little girl today.

This time, the old man did not answer Lan Yi's question, only to see him turn to look at Zhi Ning, and instead of answering, he asked, "Little girl, how many bamboos have you cut down so far?" ”

Zhi Ning just stretched out his big finger and index finger and was about to make an eight.

The old man seemed to pause and said, "It's the fourteenth or the fifteenth."

When she heard the old man's reply, Zhi Ning, who had originally lowered her head and was about to answer, shook her body and raised her head suddenly, her eyes looking at the old man were full of disbelief.

At the same time, Lan Yi and the others, who were standing beside the old man and suddenly heard the old man's question, also widened their eyes as if they had heard something incredible.

"Hahaha, little girl, you pride yourself on being secret, and you change the place where you cut the bamboo every half a cup of tea. Even the people around you don't know that your kung fu has come to such a point, but they don't know that the old man has been observing you for several days. Mu Ling Lanyi, how much did you cut when you two finished cutting bamboo that year? The old man smiled and didn't wait for Zhi Ning to distinguish it, and turned around to ask the two of them.

Mu Ling replied with a wry smile: "Lord of the Qi Palace, my subordinates are ashamed, when they practiced cutting bamboo, they only cut down at most twelve roots, which was far superior to others, so they went to practice sword skills. It is to cut down up to 12 at most. ”

"Lanyi, what about you?"

"Master, the apprentice learned martial arts at the age of six, and when he cut down the bamboo, he only cut down thirteen at most, which is beyond others, and he has already practiced swordsmanship with the master." Lan Yi replied respectfully.

"The two of you are already considered to be extremely talented in cultivation in my temple, but this dumb girl in your eyes can be cut down to as many as fifteen or sixteen roots when she first started practicing at the age of eight or nine. At first, according to what I saw, this woman was not an excellent material for cultivation, but this woman is resolute, and if she can cultivate it, she will never be inferior to the two of you in the future. ”

The old man in blue, looking at Zhi Ning with a smile, as if he had made up his mind, took out a two-foot-long silver short sword from his sleeve and handed it to Zhi Ning, and said with a smile: "Although you can't speak, but your mind is clear, Wang'er works hard to practice, and one day I hope it can be used by me, this sword is called Xinglan, it is the sword that Dongying paid tribute to Emperor Hui twenty years ago, and after Emperor Hui disappeared, it fell into my hands again, hoping that this unpredictable time can be kept for life." ”

"Hall Master, this sword is not used for art ......" Mu Ling was interrupted when he said half of his words.

"I have my own plans, don't interject." The old man scolded.

"Master, is this sword given to her like this?" Lan Yi seemed to be a little unconvinced, and asked again.

The old man heard the young hall master's inquiry, and said with a slight smile: "Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and his actions are higher than others, and everyone will not be the same, but our forbearance is actually learned by this little girl, you two must not underestimate this girl." The girl surnamed Shen, you don't want to show this sword to outsiders, although you have this sword today, but you peep first, at this time you have been able to cut fifteen bamboos, then punish you to cut twenty-five bamboos and then practice swordsmanship. As he spoke, the old man turned around and went away.

Mu Ling Lanyi, who had just been mentioned by the old man, stood in the open space and thought for a moment, and also looked at Zhi Ning carefully up and down as the old man had done before, but they also followed after a while.

Only Zhi Ning, who was holding the Xinglan Sword in his arms, was left in the clearing, his hands trembled, and he didn't know if he was living in a dream at the moment, as the old man in blue said, what did he mean by wishing to be used by me? What is the purpose of these people gathering here?