Chapter Forty-Eight: See the Silk Wrapper Again
"Why don't you let me try?"
Calm words came from a corner of the courtyard, and the slightly soliciting tone of the words made everyone in the courtyard look sideways, and in the silent atmosphere, the young man walked out with an indifferent face.
"Just loved the quietness. ”
Yan Wuxin walked slowly, looked at the silent crowd, and thought so in his heart.
But things don't go as they wish.
Not surprisingly, the appearance of Yan Wuxin, who was originally not famous in the Ye family, the unkind eyes in everyone's eyes gathered on Yan Wuxin again, maybe if it weren't for Yan Wuxin in everyone's hearts, Liu Lao would not have left the Ye family, and if Liu Lao had not left the Ye family, he would not have today's advice, let alone be ridiculed by others at this time as the Ye family has no one.
As for the words that Yan Wuxin said before, everyone naturally didn't take them to heart, even if you can portray the soul array, but others have already said that what you want to ask is the Ye family's spirit sword, and you only started learning it yesterday, and it has only been a day, what can you get on the stage.
Well, thinking about it this way, for everyone, Yan Wuxin's appearance can't help but be a little more suspicious of making trouble, thinking a little deeper, Yan Wuxin's appearance is more like discrediting the Ye family, and it is not enough for the Ye family to lose one game, but to add another one.
Yan Wuxin's arrival was obviously unexpected by everyone, and Yan Wuxin's words were even more incomprehensible to everyone. Seeing Yan Wuxin coming, the bald old man didn't make a sound, just frowned, as for the face that kept smiling, he had a lot of worries, and the wrinkles on his face were obvious, obviously Gu Qing's previous defeat had greatly reduced the old man's confidence.
"Hey, Xiao Wuxin, come here!"
A sentence reached Yan Wuxin's ears, his feet almost stepped on the air, and his body was stunned, "Why is there another small word?", Yan Wuxin thought helplessly in his heart, and the indifferent look on his face was made disappear by such a sentence, and at this time, the only person who could say this kind of thing was naturally Ye Tingcheng.
"Auntie. Under Ye Tingcheng's smiling gaze, Yan Wuxin could only shout honestly.
"Good. Ye Tingcheng nodded with satisfaction and said to Yan Wuxin.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Ye Zhiqiu shook his head helplessly, but obviously he also knew Ye Tingcheng's character, so he didn't say much, and what made him care was what Yan Wuxin said before, "Let me try." ”
Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help asking, "Do you want to go up and compete with Meng Bai?"
One sentence made the eyes of several people fall on Yan Wuxin, and when he heard Ye Zhiqiu's inquiry, Yan Wuxin nodded and said, "Well, you can try." ”
If Lu Cheng is here, he will be crazy if he hears the word "try" and doesn't listen.
And the bald old man frowned, and said remindedly: "The purpose of Meng Bai coming to my Ye family today is to ask for advice on the Soul Array: Spirit Sword. ”
The meaning of the old man's words is very euphemistic, which means that although your soul array can win against Lu Cheng, others are not here to challenge your soul array today, so it is useless for you to go up.
And Yan Wuxin was naturally able to hear the advice in the old man's words, and said more tactfully: "I learn the soul array relatively quickly. ”
The two sentences were not right for the horse's mouth, but Ye Qingcheng's eyes lit up, and he raised his voice and asked, "Have you learned the soul array spirit sword?"
did not deliberately suppress his voice, and the old man's eyes were no longer surprised, they were shocked, and before everyone had time to digest the news, they only heard Yan Wuxin nodding and replied loudly: "Hmm." ”
"Did I hear me right?"
"Is he kidding? He just said that he learned the Soul Array Spirit Sword?"
"Good...... Like. ”
"Didn't he just start learning yesterday?"
"yes, it only started yesterday...... Learn. ”
“......”
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"Do you really believe him?" the old man didn't have the decision to stop Ye Zhiqiu before, and he didn't know it now, but he asked with some confusion.
"A dead horse is a live horse doctor. I thought that Ye Zhiqiu would answer like this, but the old man was surprised to hear two words from Ye Zhiqiu's mouth, "I believe it." ”
Hearing these two words, the bald old man couldn't help but be stunned, and then moved his gaze to the figure of Yan Wuxin slowly walking out, looking at the Ye family disciples who were still talking in the courtyard, as if he wanted to vent the previous silence to this moment, the courtyard was noisy, looking at this scene, the old man sighed and said: "If you believe it, how good it is." ”
All believe it, even if they lose, what the Ye family loses is only a soul array, and at this moment, they basically don't believe it, even if they win, what the Ye family keeps is only a soul array. The old man thought so in his heart, and the wrinkles on his face were obvious.
When the words fell, the old man couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the convinced look in Ye Tingcheng's eyes, which had not changed as before.
"This is a ...... of determination," the old man muttered.
Then as if he remembered something, or rather thought of something, the old man's frowning brow gradually eased, the wrinkles on his face were much less, and the smile appeared on the old man's face again, and on the wrinkled face, this smile was like the frivolity that had not disappeared in the years.
A few steps away, as if I had walked for a long time.
The two looked at each other, Yan Wuxin raised his head and looked at the raunchy middle-aged man in front of him, looking at this Yanshi who had heard it many times in Lin'an City, his expression was calm, and his heart was also calm, and then he said loudly: "Ye Jiayan has no intention of asking Master Meng for advice. ”
Seeing Yan Wuxin, Ye Xiaoyu's eyes froze, and the worry in his heart was stronger than before, obviously the first meeting, Yan Wuxin left a deep impression in his heart. And Ye Xiaoyu thought for a moment, and still said to Meng Bai: "Master Meng, he is the Yan Wuxin who won Lu Cheng." ”
Meng Bai nodded, although he was confident, but not to the point of arrogance, he naturally knew a little about Yan Wuxin, but when he saw Yan Wuxin at this moment, he only felt that although he was a teenager, he was a little ...... Too young.
After being a Yanshi for many years, Meng Bai felt that the most important thing for Yanshi was undoubtedly experience, experience in all aspects, and experience related to puppets. Otherwise, there will be no skillful craftsmanship to become a Yanshi, what is the skillful craftsmanship, is experience, only after the precipitation of time, can we understand the mystery of the soul array, in order to better understand the structure of the soul array, and at the same time, to better combine the two.
It's just that looking at the young man in front of him, he instinctively felt in his heart that if the young man could really win himself, then he had really lived in vain in the past few years.
"Unless you are more genius than Lu Cheng. ”
These words flashed in Meng Bai's heart, and the soul carving cloth in his hand was also thrown towards Yan Wuxin.
"Has he learned the Ye Family's Soul Array: Spirit Sword?" Out of curiosity, Meng Bai still asked Ye Xiaoyu beside him.
After thinking about it, Ye Xiaoyu said cautiously: "Before we left the Ye family, there was probably none. ”
Before leaving the Ye family, Meng Bai estimated that Ye Xiaoyu had not left the Ye family for a week, even if he put the formation diagram in front of you every day, it would be impossible to learn it so quickly, "It seems that the Ye family is wasting time", Meng Bai couldn't help but think in his heart, and his expression gradually became serious.
"Your nose is gone, boy, don't blame me for making you lose too ugly this time. Meng Bai said in his heart.
Looking at each other, the two nodded at the same time.
"Let's go. ”
Ye Zhiqiu gave an order, and the two of them started at the same time. The target, the yellow cloth in front of him.
"Silk wrapper. After what Meng Bai said before and Lu Cheng's use in the written test with Lu Cheng, Yan Wuxin naturally saw the soul technique used in Meng Bai's hand at a glance.
Compared with when Lu Cheng used the soul technique, the silk winding hand on Meng Bai's fingertips was faster, and it could even be said that the silk winding hand used by Lu Cheng at that time could not be compared with Meng Bai at all, the reason why the silk winding hand was called the silk winding hand was because when depicting the soul array, the soul silk at the fingertips would be intertwined with each other to achieve the effect of the soul silk in one go, it looked as if the soul silk was intertwined with each other, but in fact, it was only soul power that was entangled, not soul silk.
At this moment, the soul filaments on Meng Bai's fingertips are almost all wrapped together, that is to say, the soul power transformation between the soul filaments is already quite fast, at least so fast that under the entanglement of multiple soul filaments, the soul array has not failed, and the effect of the soul filaments in one go has not been broken.
Seeing this scene, Gu Qing couldn't help but shake his head, the authorities were fascinated by bystanders, and now he was watching from the sidelines, and he naturally understood that it was Meng Bai's subordinates who showed mercy before, and he also recognized the gap between the two more clearly.
And Gu Qing looked at Yan Wuxin on the side, and saw the movements of Yan Wuxin's fingertips, Gu Qing couldn't help but be stunned, if the movements of Meng Bai's fingertips were fast, then the movements of Yan Wuxin's fingertips at this moment were slow, Meng Bai's silk winding hands were so fast that they were dazzling, and Yan Wuxin's fingertips were so slow that they made people anxious.
It seems to be a bit of a high-level assertiveness.
At this moment, Meng Bai raised his head and glanced at Yan Wuxin, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, but then he moved his gaze back to the yellow cloth.
"It's only been a day, what can he learn?"
A voice fell into Meng Bai's ears, looking at Yan Wuxin's slow movements, Meng Bai suddenly realized, "It's not slow, but it won't." ”
And Yan Wuxin looked at the yellow cloth in front of him, and the soul silk on his fingertips slowly stopped.