Chapter 2: The Little Grandmaster

"How do you want to test me?" Su Yichuan completely compromised.

"Simple, have a fight with me. Don't worry, this girl doesn't make things difficult for you, and you don't have to win me, you just need to go through seventy moves in my hands, how about it? Ye Yingyan took off the red sheath long sword behind his back and weighed it up and down in his hand.

"That's it?" Li Changfeng and Su Yichuan were surprised at the same time.

"What, you think this girl will lose? And you! Ye Yingyan's willow eyebrows erected and said angrily. At the same time, he turned his head and stared at Li Changfeng viciously.

"How so." Li Changfeng snorted, "I just think it's better if it is not so complicated." ”

"You learn from each other, and go to sleep for the teacher."

"You don't look?"

Li Changfeng shook his head, and asked Ye Yingyan to lead Su Yichuan to walk around after the discussion, making the little girl angry and smoking. Doesn't that still show that you feel like you're going to lose! Even if he wins, he will let this hard-won little junior disciple worship the sect.

Su Yichuan looked at Li Changfeng's back, thoughtful. This master of his own...... Seems to like to sleep.

Since there is no second Sword Sect in Luomei County, then the place that Bai Lao said should be good here. What's more, looking at Li Changfeng's previous words, even if the Little Sword Sect is not the Sword Sect he is looking for, it must have a lot to do with it.

"Then stay here for now." Su Yichuan said secretly.

Su Yichuan silently took off the three-foot Qingfeng at his waist with his left hand, unhurriedly drew his sword out of the sheath, held the sword upside down, and lost behind him.

"Please advise."

The little girl can't wait, the mountain gate is cold, there is nothing to do in the mountains, and the mountain is a suburban town.

Ye Yingyan thrust the scabbard into the ground a few inches, and the jade hand climbed onto the hilt of the sword, and with the crisp sound, his whole person quickly rushed towards Su Yichuan.

The two swords intersected, Su Yichuan blocked his chest with a horizontal sword, and then slapped it with his left palm. Ye Yingyan did not hesitate to palm, but the next moment, his face was shocked by the huge force coming from his arm.

"It's a lot of strength."

Ye Yingyan pursed his lips, kicked back a few steps, unloaded the strength in his hand, and swept across with a sword while retreating. Su Yichuan tapped his toes, avoided the sword lightly, and did not forget to observe one or two, and praised:

"Good sword."

The sword body is slender, like a rainbow light, just like a beautiful jade.

"That's nature." Ye Yingyan snorted, since the Little Sword Sect is crowned with a sword, first of all, the sword itself can't be inferior, right?

"This sword is a gift from the master, its celebrity collection, the color is like a long rainbow, four feet two inches long, the sword inscription 'Lingtai Qingming, pine between the moon' is also the title of the master's father's hand. As for your sword, tsk, it looks average. ”

The little girl didn't mean to be cynical, but she was simple-minded and straightforward. I even thought in my heart that I would wait for this little junior brother to change a decent sword for her after he officially entered the school, and begged the master not to succeed in asking the uncle.

"I bought it for two taels of silver in the store."

"Two, two taels of silver......" Ye Yingyan was speechless for a while.

Although the two were communicating, their hand movements were not half a minute slower. Ye Yingyan's sword moves in his hand were impressive, and he hung upside down and slashed vertically to say hello, but in Su Yichuan's eyes, he was a little less sharp.

Except for a few pretended attacks, Su Yichuan most of the time just dismantled the parry sword and defended against Ye Yingyan's moves. In a few breaths, the two of them had already made more than sixty moves.

Ye Yingyan was a little anxious, and even the sword moves in his hand were slightly missing. If she can't establish her prestige in front of her junior brother, how can she, who is a senior sister, pull down her face to command him in the future?

Su Yichuan felt it, and he couldn't help laughing.

So he deliberately went straight with his sword, sold a flaw, and was stuck by Ye Yingyan with the sword body, dragged around a few times, dragged and shocked, and the long sword in his hand was swung away.

The girl squatted down and stabbed back, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Su Yichuan's throat, and stopped an inch in front of her.

Sixty-seven moves!

Su Yichuan blinked, his throat rolled, and his back was cold, thanks to Ye Yingyan, he could control the strength in his hand, otherwise he would have lost more than he gained by sacrificing his life to accompany the beauty.

"Senior sister is good at swordsmanship."

Su Yichuan raised his hands high, and his voice trembled.

"Hmph." Ye Yingyan's little face was proud.

"It's a pity, sixty-seven moves, almost seventy moves. But your senior sister is very good, barely resist your three moves, I will open the net to let you worship my sect, and you will be able to read the senior sister well in the future. Ye Yingyan stood on tiptoe and patted Su Yichuan's shoulder, and after speaking, he turned around and withdrew Liucai into the scabbard that was still inserted on the ground.

"Yes, Senior Sister." Su Yichuan bowed his head.

"Little junior brother, how old are you?"

"Seventeen."

"It's the same as me." Ye Yingyan muttered, "But it's useless, you have to come according to your seniority, you have to call Senior Sister if you should call Senior Sister!" ”

"Got it."

With this competition, Su Yichuan also probably figured out Ye Yingyan's strength, and the second-class martial artists were up and down.

The ninth-class martial arts realm that is widely spread among the people is just the first entry court on the way to martial arts, and the eighth-class in front is just a reckless man with a strong physique, strong muscles and bones, and has practiced some three-legged cat kung fu. In the future, you can't study alone and practice martial arts indiscriminately. Bai Yuanliang once said that except for a few advanced secret books that are circulated in the rivers and lakes, only the methods inherited by orthodox sects or families can be taken to the next level, giving birth to internal force in the body and circulating the meridians.

In the realm of first-class martial arts, the internal force in the meridians has passed through Xiao Zhoutian, broken through several major holes, and the strength of martial arts has risen greatly, so first-class martial artists are also called small grandmasters.

In fact, the second-class martial artist can also condense the internal force for a short time, but the meridians are not connected, and it is difficult to walk every day, so it can only be used and stopped like water without roots, and it is difficult to continue.

In the previous fight, Ye Yingyan did not use the internal force, but in the last few moves, he was about to be unable to take himself, so he inadvertently turned the internal force into operation in a panic.

Su Yichuan saw that her internal strength was like a shallow and short stream, and her follow-up was weak, and concluded that Ye Yingyan was in the realm of a second-class martial artist. Seventeen years old can reach this point, in the world, the qualifications are also good.

"It seems that Bai Lao didn't deceive me." Su Yichuan smiled dumbly.

"Happy what?"

"No, I'm happy to have entered the sect."

"The room on the left is yours, you live with Senior Brother, the Second Senior Brother and the Third Senior Brother are on the right, and the middle two rooms belong to Master and me, remember?" Ye Yingyan pointed to the hut one by one and said.

"Oh." Su Yichuan whispered, and then remembered something. Asked: "What about the two uncles?" ”

"They, from here up half a cup of tea, there is a large bamboo forest, in the bamboo forest around Qingtan there is a small garden, the two uncles live there. Is there anything else you'd like to ask? ”

"Three senior brothers, where are you now?"

"The town is down to business."

"No problem, do you need Senior Sister to take you around the mountains? Don't look at our Little Sword Sect, this Tibetan Feng Mountain can be regarded as Zhong Lingyuxiu, and the landscape is picturesque. ”

"Okay, I'll go say hello to Master first."

"No, no, Master, he must be sleeping now."

Ye Yingyan was helpless, the little junior brother still didn't know the master's temperament, the master was sleepy all day long, either sleeping, or preparing to go to sleep, it was rare to be awake for a long time. These brothers and sisters have long been accustomed to it.

"Master loves to sleep?" Su Yichuan had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Speaking of this, Ye Yingyan complained like a little resentful woman, saying that the master was lazy and lazy all day long, and he always kept a posture still when he slept, and it was not easy to call, just like a demon.

Su Yichuan's heart moved, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"One Pose Forever...... What is it like? ”

Ye Yingyan was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice.

"I guess the master should be practicing when he sleeps, lying on his side, it looks like a dog song, but it is actually a dragon pan, and no one knows the truth." One of the men said as he walked and entered the courtyard.

Ye Yingyan was stunned and a little surprised: "Senior brother? How did you get back? ”

"I heard Aunt Zhang in the town that someone wanted to come to our sect to apprentice, and I, as a senior brother, naturally had to come to meet first. Little junior brother, when we meet for the first time, I am Zhu He. "The person who came reported himself to his family, was born with distinct facial features, a burly figure, but his face was not fierce, like a loyal and simple person.

"Su Yichuan has seen Senior Brother."

However, Su Yichuan, who bowed his head and bowed his hand, his eyes flickered, and his mind was obviously not here, others may not know, but through what Zhu He said, he guessed that Master Li Changfeng was not really sleepy so much, and he was indeed practicing.

After all, he has followed Bai Lao for eight years, and his experience and knowledge are not half a point worse than some old guys in the rivers and lakes.

Su Yichuan knew that that kung fu, eight or nine is not far from ten, it is the Taoist "Sleeping Immortal Gong"! The Secret Dao This Little Sword Sect is really not simple. But Zhu He and the others look like this, it is estimated that they don't know about it, or is it not simple, is it Li Changfeng?

Suddenly, a broad hand pressed on Su Yichuan's shoulder, Zhu He put his arm around the little junior brother and smiled: "When can't you go to the mountain?" You and my sister should go down the mountain to the town with me first, and the other two brothers are now waiting in the inn to celebrate. ”

Su Yichuan just wanted to speak, but Ye Yingyan clapped happily on the side, so he had to follow his senior brother and sister to throw down Li Changfeng and go down the mountain to the town.

In the middle of the thatched hut, Li Changfeng was lying on his side on the bed, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were closed.

"Sleeping fairy, sleeping fairy, stone roots lie high and forget their years......"

Qi returns to the mysteries, and the rest is natural.

The ancient ginkgo tree in the courtyard seemed to be shaking slightly at this moment.

In the thirty-second year of Yuanxiang, the beginning of spring has arrived, the east wind thaws, and the stinging insects begin to vibrate. The winter of Zangfeng Mountain is gradually disappearing, the air of spring trees is gradually growing, and it is full of greenery.

It has been two years since Su Yichuan entered the Little Sword Sect.

Senior brother Zhu He, second senior brother Xiao Wen, third senior brother Xu Hao, and Su Yichuan are all familiar with each other. It's just that I didn't expect that the two uncles in Li Changfeng's mouth were actually women.

Now, in addition to the two senior uncles, the six members of the Little Sword Sect are gathered in one place.

"Master, why did you call us all here?" Under the supervision of the eyes of the younger brothers and sisters, Zhu He coughed and had to take the lead in asking.

Li Changfeng lay on the bed and did not move.

"Master?" Zhu He screamed again, but there was no response.

Ye Yingyan was bored, sitting on the ground with her buttocks, her jade hands supporting her cheeks, and her fingers hitting the ground idlely.

Seeing that Xiao Wen and Xu Hao couldn't stop Li Changfeng repeatedly, Xiao Nizi was stunned, and she didn't get up, so she sat on the ground and moved forward, and then leaned on Li Changfeng's ear and took a breath.

"The surname is Li!"

Su Yichuan and the others were taken aback, and they were the ones who dared to treat Li Changfeng like this.

Li Changfeng's body trembled, and he hurriedly covered his ears and got up and sat cross-legged on the bed, and said with a sneer: "Wake up, wake up." ”

"I'm just waiting for you." Ye Yingyan said with white eyes.

"Uh-huh." Li Changfeng cleared his throat and said, "Do you know the four major sects of Xijing? ”

Xiao Wen thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Shi, although our Little Sword Sect doesn't often walk around the rivers and lakes, we must have heard a lot of the reputation of the four major sects. ”

"Tell me."

Xiao Wen folded his fingers and calculated: "In addition to our Luomei Sword Forest in Luomei County, Jianzhou, there are also Lingqi Sect in Qiuyu County, Yangzhou, Taiyi Pavilion in Liqiu County, Huaizhou, and Merit Academy in Yunde County, Yuanjeju......"

Li Changfeng praised: "Yes, then what have you found?" ”

Zhu He and several people are unknown.