Outside the courtyard of the "Jiachen" residence where Su Tiantian lived, there was an extra pair of small eyes.

The owner of the eyes is the eighth son who has only been in the mountain hall for half a month.

Since the master of the door took him to meet his uncle that day, he only left behind, "Watch more and learn more, and ask your uncle if you don't understand." Such a sentence, and then it disappeared without a trace.

After a long time, the eighth son, who was left in the main hall, had to let out a sigh and accept his fate of being free-ranged.

Starting the next day, under the arrangement of his uncle Wang Rafter, he first practiced his body and polished his body and bones in the Qin Guang Hall at the end of the Hades Palace, and then meditated in the upper palace to refine his heart. Tianluo Hall does not have the qualifications for the time being, but it does not prevent him from starting to learn from Tibet, turning faces, changing voices, and entering the drama in the "Eight Pavilions". The practice has not stopped from early morning to dusk, and he, a boy who has been placed on high hopes, wants to reach the top of martial arts and become a veritable Optimus Jade Pillar in his master's mouth, in addition to maintaining a tenacious perseverance, he must also lay a solid foundation with one punch, and he will not be allowed to cheat and play tricks at all.

At the end of the day, at dusk, the sun sets. The eighth son, who was already exhausted, went down the mountain road, and hung a piece of green bamboo on his waist that he didn't know where to pick up, swaying step by step, and a large section of his sleeve was missing, obviously used to make a strip of cloth to tie the green bamboo.

He went down the mountain, wanting to secretly go to see the senior brother he learned from his uncle, the Su Tiantian who had returned to the mountain hall again after six years of leaving.

The eighth son came to the door of the guest house, but suddenly lost the courage to reach out and knock on the door. It is estimated that he heard from his uncle that his unknown masked senior brother's famous title of "embryo killing" was at work, and the little guy put down his hand stupidly, found a big tree and climbed up. The little guy looked out into the courtyard from the tree, but there was no one to be seen. In an hour's time, when the eighth son was tired, he sat on the branch, hugged the trunk and rested for a while, and when he had rested enough, he continued to look into the courtyard, with a posture that he would not stop without seeing his senior brother. He thought to himself that if the senior brother he saw had a kind face, he would go and knock on the door and ask for a drink, and if he was lucky, he might be able to have a full meal. But on second thought, what if my brother was a murderous madman? The eighth son had a bitter little face, and said secretly in his heart: I don't know if I can run or not.

An hour later, the eighth son jumped down from the tree, hesitantly walked to the door, paced back and forth a few times, and still made up his mind to grab the brass ring on the door.

Just as he was frowning, the door suddenly opened. The person who opened the door stood at the door in a white shirt, and the eighth son turned his head to look at it and was stunned for a moment.

What a good-looking person!

Is this his brother? Could such a good-looking person really be an embryokiller?

The eighth son stood for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses and realized his gaffe. But God came back, but the little guy didn't know how to put his hands, and in a hurry, he touched the green bamboo on his waist, and held it tightly as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, which barely calmed his mind.

Su Tiantian watched the little guy hurry, with an indifferent expression on his face. In fact, he had known that the child had been wandering outside his door for a long time, and he patiently watched the little guy climb up and down like a monkey outside, and waited for a long time before finally having to open the door by himself.

Su Tiantian made a "please" gesture sideways and led the eighth son into the courtyard gate.

After a while, the eighth son, who had inexplicably walked into the courtyard, sat down at the dining table and picked up the dishes and chopsticks.

Su Tiantian poured a glass of water for the little guy, then sat aside, and asked lightly, "You said that you are the new apprentice of the sect master?" ”

"Hmm."

The eighth son nodded while eating, just stuffed a mouthful of food, and hurriedly took another bite of rice. Although he couldn't hold his face at first, he couldn't hold it in his stomach, after all, he really didn't eat a mouthful of food when he was bent on coming to see his senior brother.

The little guy took a sip of water, swallowed the food in his mouth, and whispered with a bitter face, "But I'm a little less sure now." Since yesterday, I haven't seen my master for a whole day, and my uncle has arranged everything from food, clothing, and housing to practicing kung fu. ”

Su Tiantian looked at the eighth son talking to himself, and he knew a little in his heart. In his simple description, he had noticed that this little guy who had been wandering in Luzhou since he was a child was really sharp-minded, and always maintained a sense of alertness that he would be abandoned again, like a vigilant little beast.

"This guy has always been this virtuous person, you, don't worry so much."

Su Tiantian comforted loudly: "Before entering the mountain gate, the pit was abducted and deceived, and even coaxed and deceited, and after entering the mountain gate, there was no one for three days, so it's good to get used to it." Don't look at me like this, I was deceived like this back then. Therefore, if we are apprentices, having such a master will test our self-taught ability. ”

Su Tiantian himself didn't notice the faint smile that unconsciously rose on his face, and continued: "Did he tell you some nonsense about the innate sword fetus, the ancient god body, etc., and asked you to prepare for the top martial arts?" Don't be afraid, I was deceived back then, and the ones that have passed all these years are called miserable. So you don't have to worry about the sky, martial arts or something, just move forward step by step. With my senior brother in front of you, it's a big deal that you can say that Su Tiantian is just a waste with less than three grades, isn't it over? ”

The eighth son finally smiled, nodded, and continued to spend his energy on dealing with the meal.

After eating, Su Tiantian jokingly asked if he wanted to stay overnight, the little guy hurriedly waved his hand, and excused himself to go out of the door if he had to practice tomorrow. Su Tiantian smiled secretly in his heart, and said softly, Wait a minute, and handed over the two sword scriptures "Haoshou Sword" and "Four Seas Killing Sword" that had been prepared long ago to the eighth son.

"Go back and read it carefully, and you don't need to bring it back to me after reading it, just give it to your Uncle Wang Rafter." This was originally your own thing. ”

The eighth son sighed suspiciously.

Su Tiantian glanced at the green bamboo on the waist of the eighth son, his heart moved, and asked, "No one has taught you to learn swords?" ”

"Nope."

Su Tiantian nodded, "Next time you come, you don't have to wear bamboo." ”

The eighth son sighed again in confusion.

Seeing that the eighth son was hidden in the night, Su Tiantian closed the courtyard door, glanced in the direction of the main peak, and went back to the house alone.

This junior brother's nature is not bad, although he is still a little cowardly, but as long as the roots are not rotten, these are things that can be carved with time. This time, since the master of the mountain hall, that is, the master he can't recognize now, has accepted disciples again, it must be cultivated in the direction of the next door master. He once left this burden and walked away, so this time this junior brother, he doesn't mind taking care of it a little more.

Su Tiantian secretly thought to himself, but this kid's temperament - his casual joke actually set out the root bones of his natural sword fetus! I don't know if this character is good or bad.

At this time, the eighth son, who was walking in the dark in the night, thought for a long time and finally understood the meaning of the last sentence of the senior brother, and suddenly jumped up.

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In the next two days, although the eighth son's cultivation was still arduous, he still insisted on going to Jiachenju where Su Tiantian was located to have a look after his practice every day. Of course, it is essential to be able to eat a full meal every time. After returning to his residence from Jiachenju, he carefully studied the two sword scriptures given by his senior brother and spent time studying the previous paragraph. Although I don't understand the meaning yet, since it was recommended by my senior brother, it must be right, just read it.

On the third day, the senior brother gave the eighth son two swords, and handed them to him along with the scabbard. The scabbard is beautiful, and the sword is even more beautiful.

Faced with the eighth son, who refused to accept such a valuable thing, Su Tiantian prevaricated with a faint "It's not a valuable thing anyway".

On this day, in addition to the practice of the mountain hall, the eighth son began to practice basic sword moves such as splitting, stabbing, teasing, and sharpening with his senior brother. This also directly led to the eighth son, who practiced swords too fiercely, and fell asleep directly in Su Tiantian's Jiachen Ju that night.

However, on the morning of the fourth day, what Su Tiantian didn't expect was that the eighth son's master, who hadn't seen him for four days, suddenly appeared in the courtyard of Jiachenju.

The door owner didn't look at Su Tiantian, and went straight into the room where the eighth son was asleep, and carried the eighth son who was still sleeping out of the door.

Su Tiantian sat on the side and watched coldly.

The two did not face each other, nor did they speak.

At the moment when the door master was about to step out of the courtyard door, he suddenly said in a cold voice: "With such a small ability, you dare to teach yourself the sword?" ”

Su Tiantian's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the familiar back. Although I don't want to refute, a sword in my heart is quietly taking shape.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he jumped to his feet, and the sword in his heart shattered. In the distance, something terrifying was taking shape.

"Noticed?"

The door master of the eighth son, who refused to let go of the two swords in his sleep, snorted, protected the apprentice with one hand, and pointed to the northeast with the other, "There, a peerless sword battle is about to start, in addition to the main peak of the mountain hall and Qianling Mountain, the Mingyue Cliff outside Kunlun Mountain is the best viewing platform." ”

After saying this, the door owner didn't seem to want to stay longer for a moment, and left the courtyard with his feet raised.

When the figure disappeared, Su Tiancai sat back, his heart was mixed, and cold sweat flowed.

He has been above the top over the years, but today, compared to the real pinnacle of the world, he really deserves a little bit of ability. And the sword that he had provoked in his heart just now, now it seems that it is a little ridiculous and generous.

If the first sentence is his reprimand as a former master, then the next sentence is an explicit indication of his expulsion order as the master of the door.

Fortunately, since he did not choose to step into the Ascending Hall under the persuasion of the Lord of the Wang Rafter Palace, it seemed that there was no point in continuing to stay in the Assassin Mountain Hall, and the time agreed with the Jade Dragon was almost up.

Su Tiantian cleaned up the house and took the moon-chasing BMW.

Before leaving the mountain gate, he took one last look at the four halls and eight pavilions of the mountain hall and the upper palace house, and then, as when he left six years ago, he rode his horse and galloped without looking back.