Su Wen was confused by Yanbei for a while.

"Brother Yan wants to teach me swordsmanship?" Su Wen frowned, not that he suspected that Yan Bei had other plans, but it was really that this mention was unattractive to Su Wen today.

At this time, there is only half a month left before the state exam, Su Wen's energy must be all focused on preparing for the exam, don't forget, the chess position in his Wenhai has not yet been promoted to orange!

Moreover, as everyone knows, those who enter the martial arts need to boil their bodies and temper their muscles and bones from an early age, which is definitely not something that can be achieved in a day.

Not to mention that compared to knives, hammers, axes, sticks and other instruments, kendo is particularly difficult to practice, and there are very few people who come out.

Su Wen admits that he has no talent for martial arts, and secondly, he doesn't have so much time to waste on martial arts, so in his opinion, Yanbei's Jian yì is really terrible.

Su Wen knows very well what his advantages are after being reborn, and he also knows how big the disadvantages of abandoning literature and martial arts are in such an era of the rise of literature and Taoism, even if he was fascinated by the world of swords and swords in novels and movies in his previous life, he would not really think that he would one day really be able to come west with a sword and fly out of the sky.

In a hurry, Su Wen was about to open his mouth to refuse, but he didn't want to, Yan Bei actually shook his head.

"It's not a sword technique, it's just a sword move. ”

Su Wen was stunned, it turned out that the "one sword" in Yan Bei's mouth was not an imaginary number, but really only one sword?

This time, Su Wen was a little hesitant, since there was only one sword, it would not be too difficult to think about it, it should not take too much time, and Yanbei made a special trip to teach him this sword, and Su Wen did not want to brush off the other party's kindness.

Only, there is still a problem......

Su Wen froze, looked at the gray veil in front of Yan Bei's eyes that he had never seen through, and asked, "Why?"

Why did you come from far away just to teach me a sword move? Why were you willing to help me and keep me safe after knowing that I was in a deep crisis?

It is true that on the way from Linchuan City to Huizhou Mansion, Su Wen has been with Yanbei for more than half a month, but if you talk about friendship, I am afraid it is just a generality, even if Yanbei saved Su Wen's life at that time, he was entrusted by Yin Wuxian to protect Su Wen thoroughly.

Since the two separated in Huizhou Mansion, there has been no intersection, and today's rash visit has already surprised Su Wen, the other party actually came to teach him sword moves!

Why is that?

Yan Bei didn't seem to want to answer this question, but he saw the persistence in Su Wen's eyes, so he opened his mouth and said six words.

"The Holy Qi Pill is mine. ”

Holy Qi Pill!

I see!

On that day, in order to stop the mysterious black-clothed man who stole the pill, Yin Wuxian not only lost a number of subordinates, but also destroyed the Jiupin Wenbao Tianwolfhao, of course, Yin Wuxian's kindness to Yanbei was far from this, so Yanbei agreed to escort Su Wen into the state capital.

And Su Wen even used the words of "Analects" to turn the tide of the battle, forcing back the man in black, and at the same time, he also kept the Holy Qi Pill, so from a certain point of view, Yanbei also owes Su Wen a favor!

Su Wen's eyes widened, and before he could fully digest this qiē, he heard Yan Bei say again: "I will travel far away, I don't know if I can see you again in the future, and depending on your character, according to the door rules, you can pass a sword." ”

For such a long time, this was the longest sentence Su Wen had ever heard Yan Bei say, but he also completely understood the reason why Yan Bei came this time.

Yanbei is leaving, and he wants to repay Su Wen's favor before leaving.

But in fact, Su Wen at this time didn't know what a great honor it was to hear the words "good conduct, you can pass a sword" from Yan Bei's mouth, and he didn't know that if he had rejected Yan Bei before, I was afraid that even Yin Wuxian would be so angry that he jumped out of Linchuan City and scolded him for being a fool.

Fortunately, Su Wen did not let go of this fleeting opportunity after all.

Maybe it was Yan Bei's sentence "I don't know if I can see you again in the future", which made Su Wen's heart swell with a faint sentimentality, he nodded, and finally responded: "Since this is the case, there is Brother Lao Yan." ”

When Yan Bei heard this, he didn't speak, but took out a long sword from his waist and handed it to Su Wen's hand, turned around and walked out of the door, and came to the courtyard.

Su Wen weighed the long sword in his hand, his eyes flashed with curiosity, this sword felt like jade but not iron to the touch, cold and soaked in the heart, the sword body was like a light smoke and jade, and it was natural. Even people like Su Wen, who didn't understand swords at all, couldn't help but secretly praise: "Good sword!"

In comparison, the short sword that Jin Dazhui gave him before he left Linchuan City was simply a broken copper and iron!

For a while, Su Wen looked at this sword more and more pleasing to the eye, and almost couldn't put it down.

When he walked to the backyard, Su Wen finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yan, does this sword have a name?"

But after asking this question, Su Wen regretted it a little, after all, a sword that can have a name is generally not an extraordinary quality, since Yan Bei gave this sword to himself casually, it is not a famous sword, and now Su Wen's question seems to be disgusted that Yan Bei is not generous enough.

However, Yan Bei didn't care, just said indifferently: "Leng Yue." ”

Su Wen was taken aback, Leng Yue, this is the name of this sword?

Without waiting for him to continue asking, Yan Bei said solemnly: "Time is limited, you have a good look!"

After speaking, the momentum on Yan Bei's body changed suddenly, Su Wen was calmed almost instantly, only to see Yan Bei's palm clenched, and then at a somewhat strange angle, he gently sent it forward, although the speed was slow, but it made people feel a sense of oppression that had nowhere to hide.

Yan Bei didn't have a sword in his hand, but it was better than a sword, Su Wen had no doubt that even if Yan Bei only held a handful of air in his hand at this time, he could pierce the rock in an instant!

A sword stabbed out, Yan Bei withdrew his hand and asked, "Do you see clearly?"

Su Wen's heart was dark, he took a deep breath, and replied truthfully: "It's still a little close." ”

Yan Bei didn't drag his feet either, nodded lightly, and then demonstrated to Su Wen again at the same speed, this time, Su Wen looked at it very carefully, just like earlier today, Yu Ming Sexuan learned the piano from Mu Xi.

After a while, Su Wen already felt a strong sense of tiredness surging towards him, and the loss of Su Wen's mind with this sword alone was even more terrifying than that song of rain butterflies!

Closing his eyes, Su Wen adjusted his mind slightly, and then said, "I'll try." ”

Saying that, Su Wen didn't care about the shock in Yan Bei's heart, stepped forward lightly, and inserted the cold moon in his hand back into his waist.

Yan Bei's first move started with drawing his sword.

Su Wen closed his eyes again, and Yan Bei's two identical movements were reflected in his mind, and then they were concretized and transmitted to his arm.

He gently drew his sword.

The angle of the wrist deflection, the height raised between the arms, and the size of the force control zhì were all extremely good at Su Wenkong, and at a glance, it was no different from Yanbei's sword!

It's just that Su Wen's sword is too slow compared to Yan Bei, Yan Bei's sword only took about ten breaths, and Su Wen just drew the sword, and it took more than twenty breaths!

But this qiē looked at Yan Bei's eyes, but it became more and more shocking, and even there were extremely rare fluctuations in his heart!

"This son ......" Yan Bei looked at Su Wen's snail-like speed of drawing his sword, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his fingers became tighter and tighter.

"There is a talent for sword cultivation!"

Su Wen didn't know what Yan Bei said about him, at this time, he only felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his breath was getting heavier and heavier, he obviously didn't expect that this seemingly light sword would really be so difficult to use!

Secretly breathing again, Su Wen finally succeeded in pulling Leng Yue out of his waist, and then according to the trajectory that Yan Bei had demonstrated before, he lightly pulled out a lonely cold arc in the air, and then stabbed into the air, one arm stretched straight, as if he was about to pierce a hole in the air in front of him!

At the last moment, on the edge of Leng Yue's sword, a trace of cold light unconsciously floated, reflecting in front of the gray veil of Yanbei on the side, bringing a cool breeze.

After stabbing with a sword, Su Wen felt as if his whole person was poured from his head by a bucket of cold water, and he was soaked!

Withdrawing his hand, Su Wen reopened his eyes, and couldn't help but gasp a few times, and his heart was shocked.

With his current position as a scholar, his body that has undergone the purge of talent in the holy temple is a little unable to withstand the load brought by this sword!

What a sword!

Yan Bei on the side was even more shocked, thinking that under the teaching of his master, it took him half a month to learn this sword!

Originally, Yan Bei came to grant Su Wen this sword today, just hoping that he could comprehend some fur from it and use it to save his life in the future, but he never thought that Su Wen had already learned it in less than half a pillar of incense!

How is this possible!

For a while, Yanbei actually had the idea of accepting disciples, since the Sword Saint Duanyue fell to Beigu Mountain twenty years ago, the genius of the sword path has been withering day by day, I am afraid that in a few years, it will really be the world of Wendao!

But......

Yan Bei's mind was mixed, and he immediately thought that Su Wen was a person who had already obtained a literary position, and he was probably unwilling to abandon literature and follow martial arts, not to mention that his life and death were unpredictable, so why would he be so disruptive?

Thinking of this, Yan Bei could only sigh faintly, and then said: "It seems that you have a very high level of understanding, and this sword is already quite satisfactory, but there are a few places where you need to pay attention to ......"

Yan Bei said as he re-disguised his sword moves, but this time, he often stopped halfway and carefully explained to Su Wen his previous deficiencies and how to correct them, it was such a simple sword, but it was enough for Yan Bei to explain for most of the hour, and Su Wen was also immersed in it, not aware of the passage of time at all.

What Yanbei said this night may be more than what he has said in the past ten years.

Subsequently, under Yan Bei's correction, Su Wen made another sword, and Yan Bei continued to point out the shortcomings, and so on and so forth, until the stars and moon gradually dimmed and the morning sun fell.

No one noticed that the clear light above the cold moon sword blade was getting brighter and brighter.