It should be the adjustment of the dream mark, right?

Qin Jihuan thought about it, it can only be such a reason, otherwise, it can't be explained at all, and compared with the anti-heaven force of Fengyun and other movies, if Jinyiwei is too different, it is really difficult to integrate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Jihuan, who thought he knew the truth of the matter, naturally no longer entangled in Qinglong's strength, but calmed down and settled in the Shenhou Mansion.

Peaceful times always pass by like a white horse, and they rush by by inadvertently.

During this quiet period, Qin Jihuan didn't pay attention to the official affairs of the court, such as where the Tianxia Association was involved, and what losses Dongchang suffered, etc., none of which had anything to do with him, he either fell in love with ruthlessly every day, or practiced martial arts alone.

Not to mention, after calming down, the experience of more than a year has precipitated from Qin Jihuan's heart, and the martial arts are a hundred feet ahead, and they have taken a step further, whether it is the innate divine skills or the Nine Yin True Scriptures, they have all been integrated.

That is, that one move Sword Twenty-Three, although it was already handy and powerful when used, but he still always felt a little awkward, as if it was out of place with him.

"Pojun, the Ximen blowing snow you asked me to inquire about has returned."

On this day, he went out to find someone to drink as an exception, but when he came back, he brought Qin Jihuan a news that he was interested in, that is, Ximen Blowing Snow, who had left Beijing to do errands, finally came back!

"Where?"

Qin Jihuan was not polite to the pursuit of life, but directly asked about the location, he is now a great martial artist, and he has a new understanding of swordsmanship, and he is undoubtedly very interested in this one of the best swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, and he is also his childhood idol.

And the chasing didn't care about the words, and opened his mouth to tell him the address of Ximen Blowing Snow, this little thing is simply not a problem for chasing life, and the name of Jianghu Bao is really not blowing.

Early the next morning, Qin Jihuan, accompanied by ruthlessly, came to Ximen Blowing Snow's house, just like the time-honored Ximen store, this ordinary mansion really can't see that its owner will be a famous high-roller in the rivers and lakes just by looking at its appearance.

"It smells so good!"

Before he reached the door, Ruthless twitched his cute nose, smelled the aroma of shortbread in the air, and said intoxicatedly.

"Isn't it!? Simon Blowing Snow is actually making his wife's cake himself? ”

Qin Jihuan stood at the door of Ximen's house, and couldn't help but use his mental power to peek in, but he was surprised to see the familiar figure in the courtyard who was wearing an apron and was busy, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

Although he had known that Ximen Blowing Snow's family heirloom was to make wife cakes, he never thought that with Ximen Blowing Snow's ability today, he would actually deal with these flours in person.

"Who is the master of the humble house? Simon was polite when he blew the snow. ”

As if sensing Qin Jihuan's prying eyes, Ximen Fuxue, who was facing him, stopped what he was doing and raised his head and said.

"Hehe, Brother Ximen is really interested, breaking the army in the Xiashenhou Mansion, bringing his inner son to meet mercilessly, taking the liberty to disturb, and hoping to forgive his sins."

Qin Jihuan's voyeurism was discovered, but he didn't feel embarrassed, but replied with a light smile.

"It turned out to be the hero of the Shenhou Mansion, please come in."

instructed his subordinates to open the door and welcome Qin Jihuan and the others to the courtyard, but before he could speak, he found that Ruthless's eyes were shining, looking at the rows of freshly baked wife cakes on the table, and his saliva was about to flow down.

"Ahem, Yayu, you can eat it if you want, I don't think Brother Simon will mind."

"Really? Brother Simon, can I eat it? ”

In front of this fragrant, oily, and hot wife's cake, the ruthless IQ plummeted, and the foodie couldn't wait to ask Ximen Blowing Snow.

"Please."

Seeing that the things he made were so liked, Ximen Fuxue was naturally not surprised, but said to Ruthless with a smile.

"Thank you! Then I'll eat it! ”

With the permission of the master's family, he thanked him in surprise in an instant, and then bit it one by one, the kind of appearance that he had never seen the world, so that Qin Jihuan couldn't help but caress his forehead with a black line, I said ruthlessly, you just eat, don't you need to be in such a hurry?

"The Hero of the Broken Army came to me, why did he come to me?"

Ximen Fuxue seemed to see Qin Jihuan's embarrassment, and suddenly took the initiative to open his mouth and ask Qin Jihuan, he naturally didn't believe that Qin Jihuan found here, just to eat the wife cake he made.

"Hehe, Brother Simon is polite, it's too obvious to call me a hero or something, just call me by my name,"

Qin Jihuan first said politely, and then turned to the topic,

"I must have known the news of my apprenticeship from the Sword Saint, and I have always heard that Brother Ximen is a master of swordsmanship, and I want to learn from you."

"Oh?"

Ximen Fuxue's face remained unchanged when he heard this, staring at the peerless sword in Qin Jihuan's hand for a moment, but suddenly shook his head and refused,

"My swordsmanship is not for sparring."

Hearing this seemingly coercive sentence, Qin Jihuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and continued to ask,

"Why not?"

"The sword is a murder weapon, and blood will be seen when it comes out."

"But in my opinion, the sword is just a weapon, no different from a sword, a gun, a club, a fist, a palm, a leg, and a finger."

Qin Jihuan looked directly at Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes, and said his understanding of the sword in a straight way, his cultivation of swordsmanship is not short, and the Holy Spirit Sword Technique has already been practiced, so he naturally wants to have a good discussion with Ximen Blowing Snow.

"So you're not a swordsman."

Hearing Qin Jihuan's words, Ximen Fuxue's expression moved, as if he was sorry, as if he was regretful, but he shook his head again and sighed.

"What is a swordsman?"

"Sincerity to the sword, loyalty to the sword, and nothing other than the sword."

Qin Jihuan couldn't help frowning when he heard this, he was not unfamiliar with these words, this stalk had already been written in various novels in reality, but he looked down at the familiar peerless sword in his hand, although he regarded it as a partner and often communicated with it, but he never had the consciousness of being sincere to the sword and loyal to the sword.

In that case, wouldn't the sword be above the man?

"You're not a swordsman, you won't understand."

Seeing Qin Jihuan's reaction, Ximen Fuxue also understood what he was thinking, so he left this sentence again, and then turned around and continued to make his wife's cake.

"Not a swordsman? I really can't be honest with a sword, but I'm a warrior! What's the difference between the two? ”

Staring at the busy back of Ximen Blowing Snow, Qin Jihuan muttered to himself with blank eyes.

After a long time, it wasn't until Ximen Blowing Snow's new wife cake came out of the oven and was ruthless that Qin Jihuan came back to his senses faintly, looking at Ximen Blowing Snow's bladeless figure, but his eyes flashed with unprecedented light,

"I see, I'm not a swordsman."

After some reminders from Ximen Blowing Snow, he finally figured out that the so-called swordsman and warrior do not mean that there is any special definition and distinction, but that people have their own ambitions.

Some people are born for the sword, sincere to the sword, more loyal to the sword, and even willing to die for the sword, this kind of person is naturally a swordsman, such as Ximen Fuxue in front of him, and then his master Sword Saint.

On the contrary, like Qin Jihuan, who only uses the sword as a weapon and the swordsmanship as a means of fighting the enemy, he is naturally not a swordsman, but just a warrior. (To be continued.) )