"Okay, take care of things first, I'll prepare at home, and when you come back, the marriage will be consummated. Lu Tianlin thought of the happy place, laughed heartily, and after a while, he frowned and asked, "Son, where did you spend all your time when you lost your memory?"

Lu Ming also laughed and said: "It was in a small village called Shanlintun, when I was dying, I was rescued by the old man in the village, he spent all his family wealth to help me recover from my injuries, and then the village chief gave me a house, and divided a piece of land, so that I have food, a place to live, and a leisurely life, and later I met mountain bandits, who insisted on snatching Meilian, and the people in the village were all injured in order to save us......

Hearing what happened to Lu Ming during that time, Lu Tianlin was shocked when he heard it, he didn't expect so many things to happen to his son in the past year, and if there was no old man in the village, it is estimated that his son would have been a corpse if he found it later.

Lu Tianlin sighed in his heart, grabbing Lu Ming's hand tighter, he didn't expect that the people there would be so simple and didn't want to return at all, which is really rare in today's era.

Lu Tianlin suddenly frowned, and said, "Why don't you bring them back?" My son's savior, I must repay them well, and take them back to live, it must be better than in the mountains." ”

Recalling the past, Lu Ming was also full of smiles, and then said: "I originally invited them to come, but the old people said that they were used to staying in the mountains and were reluctant to leave, so I wanted to give them some waterwheels, ploughing cattle and the like." Make their lives a little easier. ”

"Very good, son, our Lu family is to repay the kindness. Lu Tianlin patted his son's shoulder with a very loyal face, and then said: "Then how many people are in their village? You should know that you have lived for so long, say the number, one person has a cow, one person has a waterwheel, let them use it as they want." ”

"Good. Lu Ming felt that kind of real boldness in his father. In Ouyang Luo's words. It's the feeling of pure nouveau riche.

"However, it is better to do this with a safe person, who is both receptive to our things and not to feel charity. Lu Ming thought about it again. said: "It's the feeling of usually going to relatives to bring gifts." That's right. ”

"Easy to do. Let the housekeeper handle this matter, you can rest assured that he will do things, and I will ask him to make a list when I go back. Then you see, what needs to be added, just fill it in. Lu Tianlin said boldly.

Lu Ming nodded, and saw that his father had a trace of fatigue on his face, so he hurriedly got up and retired, after all, his father had no true qi cultivation, and he had a lot of things to be busy every day, and after drinking, it was easy to get tired.

At this time, the old sword master and the destruction sword saint returned to the mansion where they lived with a red face, that is, in the same compound as Lu Ming, the second old man sat on the stone chair and chatted.

Lu Ming strolled over, greeted the second elder, and then told the second elder in detail about the cancellation of the saint's identity.

"There is a rule. The Sword Saint of Destruction wiped his beard and said, "You are also very thoughtful, after removing these disturbances, the Holy Maiden will be a free person, and under normal circumstances, there will be no problems, just some tasks, for you, it is not a big problem." The matter of marrying a saint girl seems to be quite legendary, but in fact, it is not the first time it has happened in history, and it has happened before. Jiantang is very humane, and these tasks are actually a process. I really can't figure it out, how could one of the Supreme Seven Swords defect to the Sword Hall?"

"Judging from the various performances of the Sword Hall over the years, I haven't figured this out either. The old sword master sighed lightly, threw the sword venerable aside, and then said: "There is just one thing that must be paid attention to, those other saints are quite dangerous, I think even if I don't say it, you should also understand something through your own contact, if there is a chance, they will never let go of each other, not to mention the saints who have canceled their identities, and the hatred when those competitions will follow." ”

Lu Ming nodded very seriously, wrote down the words of the second elder, and then began to talk about kendo again.

After a short while, it was already the real winter, and the sky gradually fell with goose feathers and snow, and the earth was covered with a layer of silver, fluffy and soft, like a freshly baked cake, paving the whole world, like a dream.

Lu Ming enjoyed this rare comfortable time, but he still got up very early every day, practiced swords with his brothers, and occasionally competed with each other, so as to help everyone find some possible drawbacks, or secret injuries, and then adjust and solve them one by one.

At this time, Lu Ming was standing in the courtyard, quietly watching Nangong Huajian practicing his sword, his body technique was very flexible, and there were bursts of flying snow between the flights, and a powerful momentum bloomed out, and his sword realm had reached the level of a real half-step sword master.

Lu Ming nodded secretly, his gaze moved downward, and on the snowy ground, his steps were clearly imprinted, coherent into a complex network, almost dripping.

However, the root of Nangong Huajian's problem, in Lu Ming's opinion, is actually that the instinct is not strong enough, and the left-handed sword is almost completely unsharpened, so the consequence is that when fighting, he cannot respond to the opponent's attack at all, even if the brain sends a command, the body cannot be coordinated, and it is quite awkward to watch.

Now, the heat is almost there.

Lu Ming directly called Nangong Huajian, and then took him back to his room and stood in front of the dressing mirror.

Standing in front of the dressing mirror, Nangong Huajian waited quietly, he knew that Lu Ming was looking for him, it must be about the left-handed sword, so he seemed to be waiting calmly on the surface, but in fact, his heart was already boiling, this was a major event about the sword path of his life!

However, in the past year or so, Nangong Huajian has experienced a lot, and he has been honed, even in the face of such an incident, he can face it calmly, and his state of mind has long been different.

Lu Ming nodded, and said with a smile: "What you lack now is not swordsmanship, not strength, or body footwork, but in the past year or so, you have tempered these to your own extreme state, and what you lack now is just a tempering method." ”

Nangong Huajian nodded silently, he can be said to know more about his own strength than anyone else, but he has practiced hard for so long, but he can't find a correct way to quickly temper the left-handed sword, if he continues to practice according to the current situation, there is no ten years, it is useless at all, when he encounters a low-realm opponent, he can fight, and when he encounters a high-realm swordsman, he will have to escape, and he does not even have the opportunity to fight, such a sword path cannot make people feel confident at all. Now Lu Ming is going to teach himself a way, which is really waiting to be seen!

Alas, Nangong Huajian sighed secretly in his heart, if it weren't for Lu Ming, he would have died when he was in the land of trials, and in this life, he really couldn't repay him!

Lu Ming patted him on the shoulder, then pointed to the huge dressing mirror and said, "You look at you in the mirror, what difference will it be?"

Nangong Huajian acted according to his words, shook his cheeks, looked left and right, and found that he seemed to be much older, and he didn't know where to lose the crown of genius in the past, but after losing the flashiness, this was his real self.

Nangong Huajian smiled bitterly, but then thought that Lu Ming let himself see himself, definitely not to let himself see how he had become, but should have other purposes.

Nangong Huajian's brows furrowed slightly, and his left hand holding the sword shook slightly, this was because of the instinct of the body, which was completely uncontrollable, but in the middle of the battle, such a slight deviation would be fatal......

Wait!Nangong Huajian frowned, his eyes widened, he looked closely in the mirror, and found that he was slightly flickering, but in the mirror, it was his right hand that was reflected!

Right hand! Nangong Huajian's heart jumped, and his left hand hurriedly waved it again, in the mirror, it was a real right-handed sword! If he didn't pay attention, he would definitely think that this was an illusion, but this is real.

"Do you want me to practice swords in front of the mirror?" Although Nangong Huajian said this, his eyes could no longer leave the mirror, and this feeling of finding the feeling of practicing swords really made him reluctant to let go for a second. It looks like an extremely narcissistic person.

"He is worthy of genius, and his understanding is really extraordinary. Lu Ming nodded lightly and said, "Now the character in the mirror is your opponent, you have to attack him with all your strength, and fully display what you have learned in life, but you also have to pay attention to the shadow behind you." ”

"Shadow?" Nangong Huajian was stunned again.

"Yes, it's the shadow you see in the mirror, behind you. ”

Lu Ming pointed to the mirror, and then pointed behind Gong Huajian, and continued: "You in the mirror are your enemy, and the shadow behind you will move with the movement of the light, and he is the enemy following behind you. ”

Nangong Huajian's eyes lit up: "My left hand is my right hand, and my right hand is my left hand!" I understand, when I attack the front, I also have to pay attention to the behind, or other directions, this is a shadow of the attack, so that I can hone it like a real battle." ”

"Well, that's it. Lu Ming smiled with satisfaction, dealing with this kind of genius is to save trouble and worry, he paused, and said: " I'm going to the sword hall to do something, I may not be able to come back in a short time, if you feel that you have made progress in practice, add another mirror, but you have to remember one thing, the practice of the sword must be gradual, not to ask for each other, let alone push yourself too tight, I calculated, with your talent, within a year, you can increase to eight mirrors, at that time, Fang is the time to put yourself in the midst of thousands of troops and horses, and you can kill the Quartet. (To be continued......)