After exiting the gambling house and walking in the downtown area, Zhao Wenqi suddenly asked, "Little junior brother, do you think you can do it?" Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Look at my sword, it's broken, I want to be the first to hang more than you, if we can't get the first, we will lose the face of the master. ”

"Isn't there a teacher?"

Zhao Wenqi nodded and said, "Shizun is good at everything, it's just that this person who only speaks half of his words is really anxious to die! Tell me to use a wooden sword, but don't tell me any reason, my head is really big!"

"You're only a month old, and I'm six years old. ”

"This master...... Oh, by the way, Master Venerable let us go to the Great Lotus Peak today!"

Wang Shi rolled his eyes and said, "You only remember it now?"

"Don't say it, let's go, the Great Lotus Peak is a distance!"

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It was late spring, and the lotus flowers on the big lotus peak bloomed early, and the lotus flowers in that pool were full. It's just that it coincides with the beginning of the star picking ceremony, and no one has the heart to come here to enjoy the lotus. Only a girl in purple was holding the boat, brushing aside the layers of lotus leaves, and came slowly. The girl wore a bell in her hand, and when she moved, it made a pleasant bell, which spread far away in this slightly quiet lotus pond.

The blue lotus is full, the white lotus is pavilion, and the lilac is as light as the wind.

Zhao Wenqi knew how to take off, and it was the eighth stage of qi, so he left his junior brother early and climbed the Lotus Peak in a puff of smoke. And although Wang Shi said that he knew how to resist the wind, his poor three-stage qi did not allow him to fly all the way, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he could only hike the mountain.

The pleasant sound of the bell came, and Wang Shi couldn't help but look towards the pool of lotus, in fact, if he wasn't in a hurry to see the master, Wang Shi would have looked at the lotus here.

The purple-clothed girl is particularly eye-catching in this pool of blue lotus, and the string of bells in her hand is simply pleasing to the eye.

A gust of wind came, and I don't know if it was lotus leaf incense or girly incense.

The girl naturally saw Wang Shi, but she was not surprised, but looked at Wang Shi from a distance, and suddenly shouted: "Do you want to eat water chestnut?"

"Eat!" Wang Shi shouted with a smile.

"Catch it!" the girl picked up a bamboo basket and threw it towards Wang Shi. You must know that she is a hundred steps away from Wang Shi, and it is difficult to shout, how can a soft woman throw this bamboo basket?

However, the bamboo basket fell firmly into Wang Shi's hands, and Wang Shi shouted with a smile: "Thank you." ”

"If you don't leave, it's going to be dark. The girl propped up the boat and walked slowly to the other side, and the sound of jingling bells wafted with the faint aroma.

Wang Shi peeled a water chestnut, ate it, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, I will ask for a bamboo basket again." ”

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When Wang Shi shared the water chestnut of the bamboo basket with the eldest brother and the master, both of them were indifferent, and the master said that he had always been indifferent, but the eldest brother's expression was indeed a little strange, as if he had drunk a big jar of vinegar. Since you don't want it, pull it down and keep it for yourself.

"This is for you. Zhao Wenqi threw a yellowed book to the junior brother. I don't know why, Wang Shi always felt that his eldest brother had suddenly become weird.

Wang Shi took the book and looked at it, it was an ancient book called "Iron Wire Knife Technique".

"You two are going to practice here all night. Wen Qi, if you can't master the Chunli Sword Technique, you don't need to participate in the Star Picking Ceremony anymore, Wang Shi, you need a night to learn this Iron Wire Sword Technique, otherwise you will stop there. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

After Su Changbai finished speaking, he walked down the mountain. To his realm, although he can't take a step of thousands of miles, but he can still do it in one step across the mountain, but he is unwilling, he can see more scenery when he walks, after all, the lotus in that pool has already bloomed for most of the time, and if you don't look at it, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see it.

Zhao Wenqi and Wang Shi saluted and sent off the master, looking at the back of the master, and I don't know where a trace of loneliness came from in my heart. It wasn't until Shizun's back completely disappeared that they straightened up.

"Is water chestnut delicious?" Zhao Wenqi asked very strangely.

"It's delicious, why don't you try it?"

Zhao Wenqi glanced at Wang Shi and said, "I'll go to the top of the mountain to practice swords." ”

"Oh, I'll go to the lotus pond to practice swords. ”

"Boy, be honest!" Zhao Wenqi walked towards the top of the mountain after saying this inexplicable sentence, making Wang Shi as confused as a second monk.

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The wind at the top of the mountain after midnight is scary, and the sound of the wind alone is enough to make people feel that you can even feel the whole mountain trembling and you are shaking.

Zhao Wenqi was naturally trembling, and his body even swayed with the mountain wind, and there was a tendency to fall. The mountain wind had blown his face into a mask, and the tangled and painful expression had been fixed on it, and I was afraid that if I struck a stick now, his face would be shattered.

Shizun asked him to come to comprehend the Chunli Sword Technique, but how could he comprehend it in one night, if the Chunli Sword Technique was so easy, Zhao Wenqi still used to stand here like this? The Chunli Sword Technique was the sword technique created by the legendary little uncle, who is the little uncle? One person can easily win against six fellow senior brothers! Otherwise, Zhao Wenqi can defeat Xu Ziyan of the Nine Sections of Qi with only one sword? The stronger the thing, the more difficult it is, even if Zhao Wenqi is very talented, he will never be able to grasp the essentials.

The wind slowly subsided, and the night receded.

Zhao Wenqi felt that he was numb, his eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled to think about an incident more torturous than insomnia for three days and three nights.

What the hell is going to do?!

......

Wang Shi carried a bamboo basket of water chestnuts and came to the lotus pond, but it was already twilight, and the girl in purple had probably gone home, and there was no touching purple in the lotus leaves, even if there was a color on the twilight rendering, the lotus in this pool was not very good-looking. Wang Shi put the bamboo basket aside, sat on the bluestone, and quietly ate the water chestnut. He is not in a hurry for the "iron wire knife method", he has to practice after eating this water chestnut, once he picks up the knife, it will be difficult to put it down, how can he have time to peel the water chestnut and eat.

The cool night gradually came, the wind caressed a pool of lotus flowers, and Wang Shi drew out the green sword. It is said that it is a sword, but in the end it is still a knife, and it is difficult to change a sword to a sword after holding it for six years.

The cool breeze continues, and so does the shadow of the sword.

Compared with the eldest brother's predicament, Wang Shi is much simpler, and he only needs to practice hard. After reading it only once, Wang Shi knew what this iron wire knife technique was. The "Yangui Knife Method" that he explored when chopping firewood is only one move at a time, after all, firewood is cut one by one, so Wang Shi's knife is a knife from beginning to end, and nine knives in a row are just forcibly blended together, and there is no coherence.

If the "Yangui knife method" is a bead, then this "iron wire knife method" is a thread, and it is worth money if you string the beads together with a thread. But the difficulty of this string is not small, first of all, you have to practice the "iron wire knife method", and the most difficult thing is how to combine the "iron wire knife method" and "Yangui knife method", which requires continuous exploration, and one night time is far from enough.

Wang Shi didn't know why Shizun didn't come up with this "iron wire knife technique" earlier, he only knew that Shizun must have his reasons for doing this, so he just did it. He can only keep swinging his sword, keep swinging his sword quickly, keep making himself faster, and learn this "iron wire knife technique" in this night.

Repeating an action constantly and quickly is very taxing on the human body, and the pain is also clear. Wang Shi couldn't count how many times this action had been repeated, his body had already been numb, and the muscles all over his body were already like they were made of wood, and they would "creak" when he exercised again, but Wang Shi continued.

Gotta be a little faster, a little faster, a little faster!

The Seventh Knife, the Eighth Knife, the Ninth Knife!

Why didn't you get the tenth cut, and how many people could dodge if you did?

One person has a green sword, only a lotus flower under the moon as a companion.

But no one knows, but the owner of the purple and bell is peeling water chestnuts and eating them in the distance.

......

Zhao Wenqi was on the verge of collapse, and a night of painful enlightenment made him exhaust his mind. Now, Zhao Wenqi no longer has a trace of spiritual power in his body, let alone a trace of strength, he is crumbling on the top of the mountain, as long as he falls, then he will fall to death like an ordinary person.

The night receded, and the dawn came.

The pain had become blurred, and there was only a glimmer of consciousness.

However, the wind of late spring is still pleasant.

Zhao Wenqi stretched out his wooden sword.

The last time, if it doesn't work, you will fall off this cliff.

......

Wang Shi had also reached his limit, but he still couldn't cut the tenth knife.

The sweat has run out, and the body is no longer under command.

Wang Shi stood up again, but he didn't swing his sword again. He looked at the bamboo basket, and there was a water chestnut, but he didn't have the strength to peel it.

A gust of spring breeze came.

Wang Shi stretched out the green sword, picked up the water chestnut, and with a sword, the water chestnut was cut open, and the snow-white flesh fell steadily into his mouth. He smiled slightly, and the sword in his hand was raised again.