Lan Xi felt that he was about to be shaken apart by his master. Hurriedly helped the master and said: "Master, master, calm, calm, I will hang up if you shake the apprentice again!" There will be no purple-level martial artists in the future. ”

"You damn girl!" Zixia Zhenren scolded with a smile, although she didn't know what the "hanging" in Lan Xi's mouth meant, she could guess that it was definitely not a good word.

Then Zixia Zhencai told Lan Xi the reason why she was so excited.

It turned out that this "Jade Girl Sword Technique" was obtained by the first patriarch of the Kaipai School from the hands of a mysterious person, and after getting it, it was like a treasure. And in addition to the great power of this swordsmanship, there is also a feature that the swordsmanship moves that you can see when you perceive it for the first time are the most moves you can learn, and it will be useless to perceive it in the future, so the ancestor guessed that this may have a lot to do with everyone's talent.

What's even more exciting is that, according to this book, there are a total of one hundred and eight sword moves here, and each move has nine variations, so in terms of speaking, the sword move should be nine times that of one hundred and eight. It's a pity that for so many years, only Lan Xi in Zixia Gate has seen one hundred and eight sword moves, and it is unknown whether each change has been seen, and it will be known when Lan Xi feels it again next time.

The patriarch guessed that if this set of exercises was finally practiced, it was very likely to reach the highest peak of the martial artist or even higher.

That's why Zixia is really so excited.

I see! "Then, Master, when the apprentice learns it, can't I hand over the sword moves I know to you again, so that both of us can break through!"

Zixia Zhenren touched Lan Xi's head and said, "Silly boy, how can it be so simple, the peculiarity of this exercise is that the moves you comprehend at the beginning are all the moves you can learn.

Do you think that the ancestors of the past generations did not make the attempt you mentioned? In the end, they failed one by one! Alas! Forget it, if you don't learn, don't learn, as long as my Lanxi learns, all your achievements Master will be happy for you! ”

The gentleness in Master's words once again captured Lan Xi's heart, which was both warm and kind. Lan Xi thought, it would be nice if Master were a mother!

"Gollum~" Lan Xi's stomach screamed again, breaking the warmth of this pair of masters and apprentices, no, let's send the Five Organs Temple first!

When I came to the cafeteria, it was already past the meal, but there would still be sporadic people coming and going. Originally, there was no food to eat after the meal, and the master would not cook it alone, but who made Lan Xi the chief disciple? Who let Lanxi get the concession of the head? Hey, those who envy and hate are drooling all day.

So, such a scene was staged in the cafeteria: I saw a young girl, throwing off her cheeks, the chopsticks in her hand were carried away like flying, and after a while, the dishes on a plate and a bowl of rice bottomed out. Look at the girl again, where is there a girl who looks like a girl, her mouth is covered with rice grains, and even her chest has some stains of unknown composition, and what is even funnier is that a vegetable leaf is hidden in the girl's hair.

In the end, the girl put down the dishes and chopsticks, touched her round belly, and hiccuped with satisfaction, which shocked the eyes of all the spectators. People who were still a little envious have rested, forget it, such a concession will be left to the senior sister alone, we don't need it, and we never want it!

At this point, the peerless elegance of a generation of master sisters is the end of the whole play!

But if she wasn't mistaken, Lan Xi once saw Long Xing'er with a resentful face in the crowd, but she slipped away while there were more people.

Long Xing'er came to a quiet corner, and saw a cluster of delicate flowers there, so he removed all the flowers, threw them at his feet, and scolded while stepping on them: "Let you open, let you open, and when the time comes, I want you to look good!" ”