"No, no." Yan Zongqing, the lord of the Northern Sword, waved his hand again and again, "It's so happily decided, your boss, my third, you are the eldest brother, the little devil...... She is the second sister. ”

After some resignation, Wu Que was forced to be the eldest brother.

……

On this day, Wu Que and Yan Zongqing, the master of the Northern Dao, entered the wine cellar of the Heavenly Emperor Sect.

Start drinking.

Both of them are cultivators, so naturally they don't worry about getting drunk.

Wu Que has a good wine, unlike other cultivators, who get drunk and talk nonsense when they get drunk.

Wu Que is different, Wu Que has an extraordinary amount of alcohol, he is not drunk at all, and he has the leisure to chat with the master of the Northern Knife.

"Big brother, I can't see your strength, I admire your knife intent to turn snowflakes, but the younger brother thinks that the eldest brother's knife is not sharp enough, and the younger brother has studied the knife all his life, and he doesn't dare to say that he has made any achievements, but he is also famous."

"Big brother, I have three sword techniques here, dedicated to the eldest brother's envoy, and there is also a volume of exercises for cultivating sword qi, our sword method and heart method are coordinated, ordinary people, but they can't stop our knife."

Wu Que held the wine jar and took two rolls of bamboo slips, the knife method is "Three Days Chop", and the heart method is "Xuandao".

The name is not good, Wu Que opened "Three Days of Slashing", and was immediately attracted, the first move, the sky slashed Fan, the second move, the emperor slashed the gods and demons, and the third move, the blue sky slashed all beings.

These three moves are extremely complicated, the simplest knife, the sky is mortal, the sword qi required is huge, and the power of the divine soul to control the knife is very strong, and now Wu Que can't even use the first knife.

If you force it, I'm afraid you will cut yourself first.

Wu Que carefully wrote down these three knives and gave the knife technique to Yan Zongqing.

Yan Zongqing nodded secretly, this person is not greedy, he can communicate with each other, if he is an ordinary person, if he gets this knife technique, I am afraid that he not only has to learn, but also does not allow others to learn.

Wu Que opened the "Xuandao", which recorded the purification, cultivation, warmth, and use of sword qi.

The content of which is detailed.

Yan Zongqing said: "This exercise is mysterious enough, there is no record of how many layers can be cultivated on it, I have practiced for half a lifetime, and now I have 100 layers." ”

"I really don't know which ghost came up with the exercise, but I feel that there is no upper limit to this exercise."

"This ...... Such a?" Wu Que looked at the exercise "Xuandao" with a smile.

This "Xuandao" is indeed unlimited, it can not only provide a way to cultivate sword qi, but also provide exercises for cultivating sword qi, but it is a fusion of countless exercises.

Yan Zongqing said: "The Xuandao is mysterious, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, and it requires a high level of understanding, and this exercise will probably consume a lot of your energy." ”

"Xuandao, it can only be done slowly, I have 100 layers, my knife, the speed of running the knife qi is getting slower and slower, but the speed of exerting the knife qi is getting faster and faster, this thing is very peculiar."

After drinking several jars of wine, Wu Quecai's lecture on the exercises was completely recorded in his mind.

It's just a note, and it is recorded that Wu Que doesn't understand, so he can only slowly understand and practice it by himself.

Yan Zongqing got up and held the wine jar in one hand and the knife in the other, and he told Wu Que that he had learned tens of thousands of knife techniques in his mind.

Today, he wants to contribute all his money to his eldest brother, he said, it is a blessing to share, Yan Zongqing demonstrated the knife technique he knew in the wine cellar, and let Wu Que see how much he could write down, and he could write down as much as he could.

Looking at Wu Que's confident eyes, Yan Zongqing couldn't help laughing, it seems that Wu Que's potential is endless.

For several days in a row, chatting about knives and practicing knives, time passed quickly, and no one came to disturb them.

Wu Que told Yan Zongqing that he had memorized all the sword techniques, but he was not very familiar with them and could not use them for the time being.

Yan Zongqing exclaimed.

It is worthy of being a demon talent.

Under Yan Zongqing's unreserved teaching, Wu Que's cultivation, perception, and sword skills have been raised to a new height.

The harvest of these days is more than what Wu Que has gained since he started cultivating until now.

Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years, this is true!

Wu Que pulled out his knife and prepared to fight with this Yan Zongqing.

Yan Zongqing looked at the knife in Wu Que's hand and said, "Big brother, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, your weapon is not powerful, junior brother will help you get it." ”

Yan Zongqing made a lot of trouble, but he got into trouble.

Wu Que's heart-killing knife was made by Xiao Jiu with the casting method of transformation, and was used by Yan Zongqing to destroy the structure and shatter it on the ground.

"What, big brother, little brother didn't mean it, do you believe it?"

Yan Zongqing didn't believe it himself, Wu Que believed it, took a sip of wine, and said: "Don't get in the way, I've heard you talk so much these days, I'm suddenly open, over the years, I've been going all the way, and he's been too obsessed with weapons." ”

"Actually, if I'm here, the knife is there."

Wu Que pointed out, and a jar of wine exploded, and the wine condensed into a knife.

"Big brother, come, let the little brother take a look at your knife skills."

Wu Que looked at Yan Zongqing and laughed.

Yan Zongqing is a very good person.

Yan Zongqing said: "Okay, little brother, I haven't tried the knife for a long time, today, I will let you understand the power of the little brother, little brother, I, the knife is out!" ”

"Huh!"

A crisp sound came, Yan Zongqing's knife was unsheathed, this knife was a short white knife, the tip of the knife was shining with coldness, and it was incomparably sharp.

Wu Que looked at the knife in Yan Zongqing's hand, his eyes glared at the boss, this was a knife he had never seen before, he had never seen it, what kind of weapon would be bright and white, and it flashed with a dazzling white light, that light even made Wu Que unable to open his eyes.

This, this is?

Wu Que wondered.

It was the most beautiful knife he had ever seen.

He had never seen such a good-looking knife.

The two of them were in the wine cellar, and they didn't use their sword energy, they all used their knife skills.

If the sword qi sword technique is used, I am afraid that the Heavenly Emperor Sect will be destroyed.

"Ghost Knife!" Wu Que used the sword technique he learned from Yan Zongqing.

The first time it is used, raw but not cooked.

Yan Zongqing also used the ghost knife, and did not forget to point out Wu Que when fighting.

Compared with the knife in the wine cellar, Wu Que knew that he was the frog at the bottom of the well.

Yan Zongqing's knife is weird, and the knife that uses the knife technique is even more strange.

Long knives, short knives, heavy knives, throwing knives......

He even used a kitchen knife.

All kinds of knives, combined with various knife techniques, taught Wu Que a lesson.

Wu Que also learned a lot.

has a good understanding, and he will be able to learn it as soon as he learns, before Yan Zongqing was forced by the witch Xiao Jiu to be willing to be with Wu Que.

After getting along for a few days now, he really likes Wu Que, a sword genius.

He also taught him everything.

It wasn't until there was nothing to teach that the two stopped, and now Wu Que has no "heart", but he has learned a lot.

It's a good deal.

After learning the knife, Wu Que drank the last jar of wine, and without the support of strength, the two reached the limit and fell drunk one after another.