In the following time, every day Luo Fusheng would practice in the cold pool for two hours, and then practice swordsmanship against Vajra Rock.

Ruan Mianmian did not stay by his side, but he would observe him through the glass mirror.

This cycle went on and on for three whole months.

She witnessed Luo Fusheng grow up day by day, although his sword blade still couldn't hurt King Kong Yan, but compared to sword cultivation of the same age, he was already very top-notch.

Today, as soon as Luo Fusheng climbed out of the cold pool, he saw Shizun appear in front of him.

He hurriedly got dressed and bowed: "Master." ”

Ruan Mianmian still looked cold and dusty, and she asked lightly: "You have been practicing swordsmanship for three months, what do you think?" ”

Luo Fusheng thought about it seriously: "The apprentice feels that practicing swords is the most important thing in perseverance and perseverance, and it must be practiced every day, and you must not slack off. ”

Ruan Mianmian bowed slightly, agreeing with his statement.

She said casually: "The so-called sword cultivation is not only to temper one's own swordsmanship, but also to forge one's own character. ”

Her gaze swept over all directions, and her voice became clearer and clearer: "Although the sword in your hand is a monster, no matter how evil it is, it needs someone to use it to play a role, otherwise it is just a piece of scrap metal." You must abide by the rules, be strict with yourself, use your own righteousness to subdue it, let it be used by you, and you must not be affected by it, you know? ”

Luo Fusheng's heart sank: "Thank you for the teaching, the apprentice knows." ”

"I hope you can become a sticking to the Dao heart, if you fall into the evil path in the future, don't blame me for not thinking about the love of master and apprentice."

For Luo Fusheng, what he feared most was to be rejected by his master.

He immediately swore to the heavens: "The disciple will never fall into the evil path in this life, and if he violates this oath, his soul will be annihilated!" ”

For monks, the Soul Flying Extinction is a very severe curse.

Ruan Mianmian saw that he was sincere, and his expression softened slightly: "I hope you can remember what you said today." ”

She paused, and then continued: "In two months, there will be a five-year sect competition, and then the disciples of the entire sect will participate, so you can also try it." ”

Luo Fusheng bowed his hand: "Yes." ”

"You've been practicing swords against King Kong Rock recently, although King Kong Rock is strong, it's just a dead thing, and you can't fight back and dodge like a living person, if you want to get a good score in the competition, I suggest you go to the sword training field to find someone to practice your hands."

The sword training ground is a place specially used by the Heavenly Sword Sect for disciples to practice swords, and many disciples go there every day to practice swords, and it is very suitable to find a person to practice there.

Luo Fusheng replied again: "Apprentice, let's go to the sword training ground." ”

In the afternoon of the same day, Luo Fusheng practiced his sword for a whole day in the sword training field.

Ruan Mianmian stayed in the cave as usual, her fingers flipped flexibly, and the blue silk thread ran through her hand, and soon had a general shape.

Today's daily task is to send a small handmade gift to Luo Fusheng, and she plans to make a sword spike for him

She looked at the glass mirror while weaving the sword spike.

In the mirror, Luo Fusheng entered the sword training ground alone.

At this time, there were already many disciples in the sword training field, most of them were practicing in pairs, and the sound of metal collision was endless, and it looked very lively.

Luo Fusheng rarely interacts with people, since he entered the Heavenly Sword Sect, the person he has the most contact with is Shizun, followed by the miscellaneous servants on the Frost Peak, he rarely interacts with the outside world, and these disciples in front of him are all strangers, and he doesn't know any of them.

He stood on the edge of the sword training field, not knowing what to do, and was a little overwhelmed.

When Ruan Mianmian saw this scene, she couldn't help sighing: "This kid is still too introverted, I have to let him go out for a walk more in the future, lest he really become a fool who doesn't know what the world is in the future." ”

In the sword training field, Fu Jiayan, who was comparing sword moves with others, stopped his movements, and he noticed Luo Fusheng not far away, the corners of his mouth went up, revealing a malicious smile.

Fu Jiayan put his sword into the sheath and called a few fellow disciples with a good relationship in front of him.

"Did you see that kid? He is Luo Fusheng, the newly accepted apprentice of Yuqing Daojun, and I heard that he is a Heavenly Spirit Root. Everyone regarded him as a genius, and even the head of the house looked up to him and gave him a lot of good things! ”

Everyone took advantage of the situation, and their eyes all fell on Luo Fusheng's body.

Such a small child is actually fortunate to be favored by the head of the family and Yuqing Daojun, and I don't know if it is a blessing that he has cultivated for several lifetimes.

When several people thought of this, their hearts were a little sour.

Luo Fusheng sensed that someone was watching him, and he keenly caught the gaze and looked back.

At a glance, he saw Fu Jiayan and the others not far away.

Fu Jiayan said to his friends: "It's rare to see a little genius going out, let's go say hello to him?" ”

The friends saw that Fu Jiayan seemed to have the intention of playing tricks on Luo Fusheng, and they all had the idea that it was not a big deal to watch the excitement, and they responded excitedly: "Let's go." ”

Several people came to Luo Fusheng together.

Fu Jiayan looked at Luo Fusheng, who was a lot shorter than himself, and deliberately reached out to touch his head: "Isn't this the little apprentice of Yuqing Daojun?" She looks so cute, let the brothers touch it. ”

Luo Fusheng dodged the other party's hand and looked at the other party coldly.

He always remembered that it was Fu Jiayan who caused him to fall off the sacred tree, if it wasn't for Shizun's timely appearance, he would have been thrown to pieces, how could he still have his life standing here?!

Fu Jiayan's hand touched the air, and he didn't feel embarrassed, but smiled more and more wantonly: "Don't be shy, the senior brothers have no ill will towards you." ”

His friends laughed too.

It was as if I had seen some fun toy, not malicious, but definitely not kind.

Luo Fusheng was very unhappy when he was treated as a toy.

He clenched the hilt of his sword: "I'm here to practice swords, please get out of the way." ”

Fu Jiayan caught a glimpse of the sword in his hand, it looked ordinary, it shouldn't be a high-grade sword. Fu Jiayan had a plan, and said in his mouth: "The first time you came here to practice swords, you must be unfamiliar with life, and it just so happens that a few senior brothers have nothing to do, so I will accompany you to practice a few moves, how about it?" ”

With that, he deliberately glanced at his friends.

The friends understood and immediately followed suit.

"Yes, yes, we will accompany you to practice swords, and the more people there are, the more lively it is!"

Luo Fusheng thinks that the most important thing in sword practice is to be serious and focused, what does it have to do with the number of people?

But since there is an opponent sent to the door, of course he will not push people out.

Shizun said that he needs an opponent who practices swords.

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