When Shenhuan opened his eyes and got up from the large, floppy bed, the morning star in the sky had not yet lit up.

The reason why you can see the stars in the sky outside from the completely enclosed Elder's Tower is because there is a "window" on the wall of the room that is completely made of water.

The night scene outside appears in this "window" in a way that Shen Huan does not know, projecting into a landscape painting that changes in real time.

Shen Huan gently stroked the sword of inquiry that he took off before going to bed and put it beside him: "I have always felt that there should be intimacy between me and you, but for some reason there is always a little strangeness and gap. Now I finally understand...... You must be looking forward to that day like me......"

Sensing the master's intentions, the psychic Inquiry Sword made a slight tremor beside Shen Huan, and the blade collided with the scabbard, making a clanging sound.

With a long exhalation, Shenhuan put the Questioning Sword on his back and was about to go out for a walk, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door with a "knock knock".

"Please come in. "Shen Huan didn't lock the door.

The door was pushed open from the outside, without making any noise, and it was clear that the details of the door were very well crafted.

The person who came was Lan Zhishui, and unlike Shenhuan's spirit, Lan Zhishui was obviously a little tired, as if he had not rested.

"Why do you look like this, don't you have a break?" Shen Huan was a little surprised.

"Yes. All night, I've been thinking about your three swords during the day. Lan Zhishui nodded in acknowledgement.

Shen Huan didn't know whether to be relieved or annoyed. Pointing to Lan Zhishui is to repay Lan Zhishui for saving his life, and also to keep Lan Zhishui from falling into other people's calculations, but not to let Lan Zhishui think hard all night regardless of fatigue.

Shenhuan was about to speak, but saw Lan Zhishui suddenly kneel down, and nodded to the ground: "Please accept me as an apprentice!"

Shenhuan was shocked, and hurriedly helped Lan Zhishui up: "What are you doing? You have a life-saving grace for me, how can I let you do such a great gift to me?"

Lan Zhishui stubbornly wanted to kneel down again, the eyes in his blue eyes couldn't tell whether he was resolute or stubborn, and his words were sincere: "It's your three swords that make me understand how short-sighted my previous knowledge was." You're right, I never really knew the sword, and I didn't understand how to make the sword in my hand to the fullest extent. In your three swords, I saw a completely new world, a realm I had never heard of. Please, take me as an apprentice!"

"You have the grace to save my life, if I take you as a disciple, won't it be shameful to spread it?"

"I saved you on the orders of the late Great Elder, so that you can save the future of the Blue Water Clan as the prophecy said, and you don't have to say thank you. Besides, if the master is the teacher, why not?"

Shenhuan was choked up and speechless, and the words "the master is the teacher" really made him unable to find a reason to refute.

"It's not that I don't want to take you as an apprentice, it's that I don't have the ability to teach you sword skills now. Shenhuan said helplessly.

"Why?"

"This involves a little bit of my personal secret...... In fact...... I'm not my complete self now......" In order to persuade Lan Zhishui to dispel the idea of apprenticeship, Shenhuan had to reveal a little secret, "I can use a sword, but I don't know why I use a sword like this, I can use my own strength, but I don't know where the strength of this body comes from, and I don't know how to improve my strength." ”

"Isn't it a complete self?, haven't you recovered your memory?" Lan Zhishui couldn't help but be stunned.

"Memory? The starting point of my memory in my mind now is when I woke up in your hut. Not to mention memories, I've only regained a part of my strength. ”

It's a bit tricky to explain the separation of body and soul, so when Shen Huan talks about memory and strength, the word he uses has always been "recovery" rather than "separation"!

But such remarks are enough to shock Lan Zhishui!

In Lan Zhishui's eyes, the current Shenhuan was already an invincible existence! Even if it was other Saint-level masters, it was impossible for him to be Shenhuan's opponent! Now Shenhuan actually said that his strength had only partially recovered! What kind of earth-shattering powerhouse should that full Shenhuan be!

"Then ...... your guidance to me" After the shock, Lan Zhishui still did not give up.

"I can only practice sword postures and sword techniques for you, so that you can comprehend them for yourself. But it can't really teach you how to use a sword. Therefore, you can't worship this teacher. ”

"Okay......" Lan Zhishui could only reluctantly accept this result.

"Go and rest, it's almost dawn. ”

Although Lan Zhishui was reluctant in every way, he had no choice but to say goodbye to Shenhuan.

Just as Lan Zhishui was about to walk out of the door, Shenhuan suddenly stopped him again: "Wait a minute, there is one more thing." ”

"What?"

"What are you going to do with that person named Qingyue, do you want to cut down the grass and eradicate it to prevent future troubles?" Shen Huan pointed downward.

Qing Yue poses no threat to Shen Huan, but it will cause great trouble to Lan Zhishui. Shenhuan will not leave a chance for his enemies to fight back in most cases, and for the safety of Lan Zhishui, Shenhuan doesn't mind being ruthless again.

"Forget it...... He is the grandson of the four elders of the Qingshui Clan, and for the sake of our cooperation with the Qingshui Clan, we can't touch him yet. Lan Zhishui shook his head.

"In the future, he will cause you huge trouble. ”

Shen Huan didn't say all of this, but Lan Zhishui knew very well what Shen Huan had omitted.

After dealing with the threat of the Black Cloud Palace, Shenhuan would eventually leave the Heluo Continent one day. After Shenhuan left, he lost his common enemy, and the re-division of the Ten Directions Water Tribes was inevitable.

Qing Yue is the son of the four elders, and his status in the Qingshui clan will not be low in the future, and when the time comes, the contradiction between the Qingshui and Lanshui clans will be further intensified by today's personal grievances.

Even if the Ten Directions Water Clan does not split, a young genius who is constantly improving will also pose a huge threat to Lan Zhishui in the future.

Compared with rushing to the enemy at that time, it is obviously much more "smart" to cut the grass and eradicate the roots now.

"He will improve, and I, Lan Zhishui, will improve faster than him!" Lan Zhishui said in a calm but resolute tone, "These days, I will follow you to practice swords." If I can't defeat him at your behest, then I can only blame myself for being too stupid, and even if I die at his hands, it will not be a pity. ”

"His life is safe for the time being because of your words. Shenhuan looked at Lan Zhishui with admiration, "Keeping him as an opponent on your path of progress is not necessarily a completely bad thing for you. Perhaps, this time I was narrow-minded. ”

"I understand that it's not that you're narrow-minded, it's that you're more worried about my safety. Thank you for thinking about me, farewell, and I will come again at dawn. With that, Lan Zhishui gently closed the door and withdrew from the direction of Shenhuan.

When the first rays of dawn appeared in the painting on the "window", Lan Zhishui knocked on the door of Shenhuan's room again.

The two walked out of the Elder Tower with Qing Pei, but Qing Pei did not follow them to practice swords. Because Qing Pei also had to protect the safety of Lan Feixi, who was still sleeping.

After this period of time, Lan Feixi, who has always pretended to be strong, is really tired......

For her, the time in sleep was so good that she didn't want to wake up from her slumber......

The location chosen by Shenhuan and Lan Zhishui was a delta by a lake three miles away from the Elder's Tower.

Standing on the slightly soft ground of the delta, Shen Huan greeted the light of the sun and proudly pulled out the sword of conscience behind his back!

Get started with the long sword!

The twelve techniques of splitting, chopping, collapsing, teasing, latticing, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, and sweeping are practiced one by one on the Shenhuan Sword, just like when he first learned "The Extreme Intention of the Sword"!

But at this time, the twelve techniques used by Shenhuan have far exceeded the realm of the "Extreme Intent of the Sword" taught by Gongliang Mingxiao. No matter which form Shen Huan swings, there are shadows of the other eleven styles hidden in the sword momentum! Twelve turns into one, one turns twelve!

In the warm sunlight, the sword style performed by the long sword in Shenhuan's hand gradually added many changes!

But this is not simply a change of the sword style! but a change of moves, moves and changes, thousands of changes, different moves, but all of them are integrated into a seemingly simple sword!

Although it is not the supreme realm of ten thousand swords returning to one, compared with ordinary sword skills, it has already surpassed more than ten million times!

Lan Zhishui also pulled out his aqua blue long sword, and stood a hundred steps away from Shenhuan's right side, watching Shenhuan practice his sword.

Every time Shenhuan took out a sword, Lan Zhishui felt his heart and the sword in his hand tremble.

When Shen Huan swung the ninety-ninth sword, Lan Zhishui could no longer suppress the urge to try in his heart and on the sword, and swung the first sword under Shen Huan's guidance!

At the beginning, Lan Zhishui deliberately imitated the feeling of Shenhuan when he took out the sword, and even copied all the changes in his limbs and footsteps.

Different from Shenhuan's natural wishfulness, Lan Zhishui's imitation of the movements is as lame as it is.

This made Lan Zhishui wonder very much, why there was such a huge difference when it was exactly the same action.

After following Shenhuan to imitate more than a dozen swords, Lan Zhishui finally had to admit that he was in a hurry for quick success and made a joke of "painting a tiger is not an anti-dog".

Calming down, Lan Zhishui took a few deep breaths. Lifting the sword again, it is the simplest and most ordinary stabbing of a sword!

Of course, compared to the requirements for stabbing in "The Extreme Intent of the Sword", the sword of Lan Zhishui failed to successfully grasp the most important basic points of stabbing hits.

But it's the right start.

After a stabbing attack, Lan Zhishui did not change to other sword styles, but repeated the boring stabbing over and over again!

From sunrise to sunset, Lan Zhishui didn't know how many times he had practiced the simplest stabbing strikes. A thousand, ten thousand, or more?

He didn't even know when Shenhuan stopped his sword and stood by to watch him.

For Lan Zhishui at this time, this world is only him and the sword in his hand!