The morning sun is shining.

Mo Han cultivated on the stone bed for another two days, and after the consent of Yan Lao, he left the cave early in the morning of the third day.

Mo Han went straight to the shadow department to look for the ghost weasel, but only after inquiring did he know that usually at this time, the ghost weasel would learn the sword at the place of the backmountain waterfall.

Mo Han was just about to go to the back mountain, but he happened to meet a middle-aged man, this person looked like he was in his forties, and he looked thoughtful, it was none other than Xiao He, who had tested him a few days ago.

Now Mo Han naturally knew the identity of the other party, and hurriedly said, "I've seen Commander Xiao He." ”

Xiao He smiled and said, "You don't cultivate in the cave, why did you come here?"

Mo Han said: "I'm here to find the Devil Weasel Commander. ”

Xiao He was stunned for a moment and said, "Want to learn kendo?"

Mo Han nodded, but he didn't expect that as soon as he said that he was looking for a ghost ferret, Xiao He knew his purpose.

Xiao He said: "That dead man's face is very troublesome, you want to learn kendo from him, I can't see it." ”

Among the four major commanders of the shadow department, it can be said that Mo Han only knows Long Ze, and he is not familiar with the others, he just heard that this ghost weasel surname is extremely cold, and few people in the valley can talk to him, and now when he heard Xiao He's commander in front of him say this, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Xiao He saw that Mo Han was a little unconfident, and said with a smile: "That dead face and your Uncle Long have a virtue, if he is willing to teach, then everything is easy to do, if he is unwilling to teach, I think even if you kill him, you will not be able to learn any of his swordsmanship." ”

When Mo Han heard this, he suddenly smiled bitterly, but before he came, he had already expected that it would not be so easy, and he was not too surprised.

Xiao He said again: "Whether it succeeds or not, you can try it first, maybe that dead face is willing to teach you." ”

Mo Han nodded and said, "I thank Commander Xiao He for his guidance." Only then did he say goodbye to Xiao He.

Xiao He saw Mo Han walking towards the back mountain, his eyes were full of playfulness, as if to say: When I meet the dead face of the ghost weasel, I think this little guy will definitely have to eat the closed door!

Mo Han came all the way to the back mountain, and soon came to the waterfall.

Mo Han looked into the distance, and sure enough, he saw that on the stone wall platform that protruded in front of the waterfall, there was a man with an extremely handsome appearance sitting cross-legged, only to see that the man's eyes were closed, his slightly pale face was expressionless, as if he was meditating, and next to him was a long sword, the long sword was cold, exuding a faint cold.

Mo Han didn't dare to rush forward to disturb his meditation, and seeing that it was still early, he sat down cross-legged like a ghost weasel on the side, and began to slowly channel the vitality in his body.

The morning sun gradually rose, the waterfall rained one after another, and the little rain sprinkled on the two of them, shining brightly under the illumination of the morning sun.

Suddenly, Mo Han's face changed.

Just now, Mo Han habitually swept away his thoughts, as soon as his thoughts came out, he immediately felt inappropriate, after all, the ghost weasel was meditating on the platform, and the other party would definitely be able to easily capture his thoughts, if he was annoyed by this, it would be very bad, and his heart suddenly felt a little apprehensive when he thought of this.

But fortunately, the thought that came back did not receive any barrier, the ghost weasel didn't seem to find it, or ignored the thought that Mo Han had just swept out, just when Mo Han was happy, he suddenly realized something, only to see him open his eyes suddenly, looking straight at the platform not far away, and at this time there was still the figure of the lonely Han sitting on the platform, his body seemed to have already integrated into this world, the more he looked at it, the more illusory!

What the hell is going on, how is it that the mind just now can't sweep away the trace of the ghost ferret at all?

With such a close distance, no matter how well the other party hid it, Mo Han believed that he could find out, but he was obviously there, and he didn't even feel his existence at all!

Mo Han's heart was filled with shock.

......

I don't know how long it toes, the ghost weasel finally woke up slowly, only to see him open his eyes slightly, and a fine light suddenly flashed in those cold eyes, which was extremely terrifying.

When Mo Han saw that the ghost weasel had woken up, he quickly got up and came to the platform, and then said respectfully: "I have seen the ghost weasel leader." ”

The ghost ferret glanced at Mo Han lightly, there was no expression on his pale face, and he only heard him say, "Something?" His voice was extremely cold, revealing a natural chill. Although he was unusually handsome, the cold voice and the pale cheeks gave people a strange feeling.

It doesn't feel very comfortable, like staying around him for a while will make it uncomfortable!

Mo Han sorted out his emotions slightly, and then hurriedly said, "Commander Oni Weasel, I want to learn kendo with you." ”

The ghost weasel picked up the long sword beside him that was exuding cold air, and slowly walked past Mo Han, until he was almost finished, and then spit out three words: "Not interested." ”

Mo Han's face changed, and he said, "Commander of the Ghost Weasel." ”

The ghost weasel still ignored Mo Han and slowly walked into the distance.

Although Mo Han had long known that the surname of the ghost weasel was extremely lonely and cold, and he had thought of some ways on the way here, hoping to make the ghost weasel teach him the way of the sword, but he still underestimated the cold of the ghost weasel to ordinary people, and he left so mercilessly.

Mo Han knew that his swordsmanship was too poor, and he was extremely eager for kendo in his heart, so he immediately ran over again, stopped the ghost ferret, and said, "I still hope that the ghost ferret will be perfect!"

However, the ghost weasel never even looked at Mo Han, but just held his long sword and slowly left, as if the sword was his life.

Seeing the ghost weasel leaving, Mo Han was quite helpless, but he also knew that it was his great luck to be able to meet a master like the machine spirit, and it was impossible for the heavens to favor him every time, and whatever he wanted to learn, he could easily learn it.

Of course, Mo Han couldn't martial arts at the age of fifteen, but he never gave up, he has developed a tenacious surname since he was a child, and he will never give up easily no matter what he does, he looked at the back of the ghost ferret leaving, couldn't help but clench his hands, and said secretly: I have also learned this sword!

The next morning, Mo Han still came to the waterfall early, but when he arrived, the ghost weasel was already sitting there cross-legged, his eyes closed.

Mo Han didn't expect the ghost ferret to come so early, and he was slightly surprised. However, seeing that the ghost weasel was already meditating there at this time, Mo Han sat quietly cross-legged on the side as he had just come yesterday, and began to practice chanting the Tao while recuperating.

The waterfall was raining, and when the ghost weasel woke up, Mo Han ran forward again, but the ghost weasel never looked at Mo Han once, and left directly.

Thirdly, Mo Han came earlier.

But when Mo Han was thinking that the ghost weasel should not have arrived yet, he was already cultivating there on his knees.

This time, Mo Han failed again.

For six days in a row, Mo Han went to the waterfall in the back mountain early, but every time he arrived, the ghost weasel had already meditated there with his knees crossed, and every time the ghost weasel almost didn't look at Mo Han.

In the middle of the night on the seventh day, the moon hung high.

Mo Han got out of the cave early and trotted all the way to the waterfall in the back mountain.

As soon as he came to the waterfall, Mo Han immediately looked at the platform in the distance, there was no familiar figure in front of the platform, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that there was still some time before dawn, Mo Han continued to sit there cross-legged as usual, practicing the Dao.

Maybe it was earlier, the surroundings were silent, and the only sound in Mo Han's ears was the gurgling waterfall, and he only felt that his mind was ethereal. The mind kept wandering in his mind, slowly condensing, and it didn't take long for the thought, which originally exuded a faint luster, to finally gradually brighten.

......

When Mo Han woke up, he only felt refreshed.

Suddenly, Mo Han suddenly secretly exclaimed, at this time, Xu Yue had already risen high, and the ghost weasel at this time should have left a long time ago. Mo Han hurriedly looked at the platform, but to his surprise, the ghost weasel had not left yet, and was already meditating there with his eyes closed, as if it had taken a lot more time to meditate than usual.

Finally, the weasel opened his eyes, and he slowly got up, and was about to take the sword weapon and leave the back mountain.

Mo Han didn't have time to be surprised, so he hurriedly ran over and said, "Commander of the Oni Weasel, I want to learn kendo with you." ”

Just when Mo Han thought that this time the ghost weasel would still walk next to him without hesitation, the ghost weasel actually stopped, only to see him look at Mo Han lightly, and said, "If within a month, you can dance a complete set of sword skills under the waterfall without using any cultivation, then you can come to me at that time." ”

After saying this, he walked slowly down the mountain as usual.

Mo Han was pleasantly surprised, he couldn't help but look at the waterfall, and soon turned into a bitter face. Although the waterfall here is not very turbulent, once you reach the foot of the mountain, the water that rushes down is still like a thousand powers, even if you resist it with vitality, it is not easy to dance a set of completed sword skills, let alone not use any sword skills?

Mo Han could only sigh helplessly, and said secretly: Finally, the Ghost Weasel Commander can give me a chance, and this time I have to seize it no matter what.

Not far away.

Xiao He looked at the background of the ghost weasel leaving, and said slowly: "This guy is really the same as you rotten drunkard, he is a dead surname. Obviously, I have already approved it in my heart, but there are still some problems, otherwise I don't have to wait there on purpose for this kid to wake up. ”

Long Ze on the side was very dissatisfied and said: "Xiao He, don't compare that dead face with me. ”

Xiao He snorted coldly and said secretly: You rotten drunkard may not be as good as that dead face!

Seeing that Mo Han was worried there, Xiao He said again: "Although this dead face does give this kid a chance, it seems that there is little hope!"

Long Ze said: "If it's the other children in the valley, I don't know. But if it's that kid, it's going to work. ”

Xiao He was stunned for a moment, he never thought that this Long Ze would have such a high evaluation of him, he was puzzled: "Although this kid's cultivation is indeed good now, his body is fused with thunder and fire, and he has even mastered some fire control fur, but the water flow under this waterfall is extremely turbulent, and he can't use his vitality right now, ordinary disciples may not be able to dance a complete set of sword skills on it for three years, rotten drunkard, are you so sure that this kid can do it?"

Long Ze didn't answer directly, but said, "Do you want to make a bet?"

Xiao He said: "What are you betting on?"

Long Ze said: "If that kid succeeds, you can treat me to a drink in the tavern." ”

Xiao He said: "Okay, if you lose, next time there is a task like last time, you will go for me!"

Long Ze said: "Okay, a word is a certainty." ”

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