"How many times?"

Su Mai was stunned, and said in his heart, could this chance be lucky?

The gentleman did not respond, but drank his tea to himself.

Su Mai was silent for a moment, thought of something, and asked again: "Sir, why did this Lu girl suddenly vomit blood and faint in front of that cliff?"

"It's hard not to be moved by those who practice swords!" replied the gentleman speciously.

"Could it be that Miss Lu also saw that villain dancing with a sword?" Su Mai was a little curious.

"Maybe!" Mr. was noncommittal, and he hadn't asked Lu Yunxi, so naturally he didn't know what she had seen.

"Sir, is there anything special about this Wujian Cliff?" Su Mai paused, and couldn't help but ask again.

"Wu Jian Wu Jian, as the name suggests, is to comprehend the way of the sword!" Mr. replied casually.

"Could it be that on this stone cliff, there are some profound swordsmanship carved on it?" Su Mai wondered.

"Whether it is profound or not, it is not in the technique, but in the person!" the gentleman said slowly, taking a drink from the teacup in his hand.

Seeing that Su Mai was puzzled, he said again: "This sword cliff is the way of the sword, not the sword technique!"

Su Mai didn't know anything about swordsmanship, whether it was swordsmanship or Taoism, but in his eyes, he didn't know anything.

"If you're interested, check it out when you have time!" said the gentleman without explanation.

Su Mai nodded, then thought of something and replied: "Sir, who is the Wujian Cliff and why is it here?"

"I don't know this!" Hearing this, the gentleman stood up lightly, looked into the distance outside the courtyard, and then said slowly: "I'm afraid it's thousands of years." ”

Seeing this, Su Mai immediately got up, thinking to himself that this place was only afraid that Mr. had existed before this, and he naturally did not know.

It's just that he is very puzzled, this ruin village is lonely in Daze Lake, in addition to this gentleman, the fishermen in the village are all mortals, why does this Wujian Cliff appear here, and the obliterated stone tablet in the Confession Immortal Pavilion, the inscription on it is also quite strange.

Thinking about it, this ruin village is not simple.

However, for him, these are not important, he is a guest here, it is also a helpless move, as long as there is a chance to leave, he naturally wants to leave immediately.

The gentleman stepped out of the door, followed by Su Mai.

This long conversation was the most talked between Su Mai and his husband since he came to this mountain residence, and it could be regarded as solving the confusion in his heart.

For a period of time afterward, because of Lu Yunxi, Su Mai reduced the number of times he went down the mountain, and most of the time, he stayed on this mountain, occasionally going to the side of the cliff with the Chang Geng bird, and sat down to understand the sword, but no matter how hard he tried, this Wujian cliff may really have nothing to do with him.

However, this has been in the mountains for a long time, and the contact with Mr. has increased, there are only three people in this house, although the Chang Geng bird can speak, Su Mai thinks it is noisy, and Lu Yunxi still needs to retreat, most of the time every day, it is meditation and meditation, and it is rare to show up, and Su Mai only sees her once in a while.

In desperation, Su Mai had no choice but to accompany his husband to drink tea and chat, and even when he was interested, he went into the mountains to pick tea and pick medicine, and his life was leisurely.

The more contact, Su Mai felt that this gentleman was not simple, it seemed that between heaven and earth, all living beings and all things, Mr. knew a little bit about the past Su Mai's understanding of the practice and even this immortal way, under the guidance of this gentleman, it was suddenly enlightened, it can be said that this Muye Daoist led Su Mai into the door, but this gentleman, but let him see that this practice is more possible.

The breeze blows and the mountains are still green.

On this isolated island, the four seasons are like spring, and Su Mai has not yet felt that there has been much change, but in the snap of his fingers, it is more than half a year has passed.

Lu Yunxi's injuries are considered to have healed, but her cultivation has recovered very slowly, and it seems that it is less than fifty percent, but after she recovered from her injuries, she went to the other side of the Wujian Cliff every day to meditate, and then practiced swords in the bamboo forest, stepping on the morning light, and when she returned, it was already twilight.

This woman has practiced since she was a child, and her heart is quite firm, although she doesn't know what she has gained in this Wujian Cliff, but no matter rain or shine, she goes out on time and never slacks.

Su Mai has been by Mr. Na's side for a long time, and his temperament has calmed down a lot, and over time, he can also calm down and practice the Five Elements Tribulation Technique, the way of the five elements of circulation, but he has comprehended a lot, but unfortunately, he has no cultivation, no matter how familiar he is, in his opinion, it is just a show, just to pass the time.

The most spiritual reincarnation fire, its power also depends on cultivation, and Su Mai wants to cultivate, but there is no way.

There is also the soul splitting technique passed on by the Yin Soul Changgui on the lonely mountain, Su Mai also practiced a little when he was very idle, but after all, this technique is a soul technique, and the cultivation of living people is also a bit chicken, for a while, Su Mai can't think of any special use, in his heart, he just treats it as a game.

However, Mr. was quite fond of this technique, and instructed Su Mai to practice diligently, not to be underestimated.

On this day, Su Mai finished practicing, returned to the room, and rested for a while, but suddenly caught a glimpse of his black sword and Qin Taixu's skeleton lying silently on the side of the corner.

Su Mai walked over, picked up the long sword, and touched the skeleton again, strangely, the sword body was full of dust, but the skeleton was still as bright as ever, spotless, as if it could clean itself.

"It's a pity that this skeleton, if it is given to Yexue, maybe it can still have some effect!" Su Mai stood up and sighed casually.

Then, I saw him turn around, take a piece of green cloth from his hand, and go back to the outside.

On the side of the small courtyard, there are bamboo tables and chairs, all of which are taken from the bamboo forest of the mountain dragon and onion, the big one is the table, and the small one is the stool, although it is very simple, it can be regarded as local materials.

Su Mai sat casually on a bamboo stool, facing the slightly slanted sunlight, and repeatedly looked at the sword in his hand.

This black sword has been abandoned in the corner of the wall since he returned from the lonely mountain, and most of the year has passed.

In this ruin village, are all mortals, he is inconvenient to carry a sword, is this back mountain, is also very quiet, rare traces, this thing in his hands, but useless, plus he is not proficient in swordsmanship, so on weekdays, he practices more magic, this sword, he has to cover the dust alone.

At this moment, Su Mai held it in his hand, and in the sunlight, the blue-black sword body was faintly red, and it had been abandoned for a long time, and at this glance, it really looked like a stick burning wood.

Gently wiping the sword body, Su Mai suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Since leaving the mountain, this black sword has been by his side, after countless calamities, but it has never been lost, I don't know if it is lucky, or this sword itself has its own spirituality.

Thinking back for a moment, all kinds of the past, for a while, came to mind, I can live to this day, in the end, I still got the help of this strange sword, of course, he was chased and killed by Tianlangfang later, and even burned the heroes, it was also thanks to it, but in any case, this person and a sword, but it is life and death.

Now, the mountain dwelling is pure, there are no rivers and lakes, and this black sword of unknown origin has also become ordinary, but I don't know that the heavy killing machine in the sword can reappear?

Standing up, stroking his sword and sighing, Su Mai was full of emotion for a while.

The mountains and wilderness in front of you, and then the vast lake in the distance, as far as the eye can see, the lake and mountains, the beautiful scenery of the world, all in this lonely village outside the world.

Thinking of my own experience,

A wave of grief and indignation gushed out, and he lightly struck the sword with his hand, raised his sword and pointed it to the sky, and sang:

"Playing and singing, hurting me and dislought.

This heart is difficult to send, and there is nowhere to rely on it.

The fairy road is vast, and it wanders here.

Towards the big lake, dusk to the ruins.

The sword is covered with dust, when will it return!"

......

When he was singing to the depths of love, a strange cry suddenly sounded in mid-air.

"A fool dances like a goose!"

Su Mai raised his head suddenly, and suddenly shouted angrily above his head: "Stupid bird, who are you scolding!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the Chang Geng bird fall from mid-air onto the bamboo table.

Shaking the feathers on his body, the bird glanced at Su Mai, and his expression seemed to say, whoever answers, is a fool.

Su Mai was about to teach the dead bird a good lesson, and the black sword pointed at it, but he heard the voice of the gentleman, which came from behind him.

"Poetry and sword dancing, the interest is not shallow......"

Su Mai turned his head and saw Mr. dressed in green clothes, standing as quiet as a mountain.

"Mr. smiled, and for a while, he felt it!" Su Mai was a little embarrassed and hurriedly explained.

"It's a good thing to think about it and sing it, otherwise you will be depressed in your heart, and you will end up in trouble!" Mr. took two steps forward, looked at the sword in Su Mai's hand, and replied: "This sword has not been seen for many days!"

"Su Mai doesn't know swordsmanship, so it's a shame to make him dusty!" Su Mai smiled bitterly and replied.

"Treasure Recognition Lord, since I followed you, it was fate, can you lend me a look?" Mr. smiled and asked slowly.

"Sir, please!" Su Mai hurriedly handed over the sword.

This gentleman usually makes sencha and brews medicine, and has never seen him use a sword, and at this moment, holding it in his hand, he only looked at it for a moment, and did not make any moves.

But for some reason, Su Mai suddenly felt that there seemed to be a sound of a sword in mid-air, but the sound flashed, and Su Mai only thought it was an auditory hallucination.

"Your sword looks quite unique!" After a while, the gentleman handed the black sword back to Su Mai and said casually.

"That's right, I don't know, whether this thing can be considered a sword!" Su Mai also smiled when he heard this, this sword like a burning stick is considered to be the only one in the world.

"The sword is a weapon, in its god, not in appearance, if you are successful in cultivation, everything can be done, not to mention, your sword looks like an extraordinary thing!" Mr. waved his hand and replied slowly.

When Su Mai heard this, he remembered something, his heart moved, and he hurriedly continued: "Speaking of which, this sword is indeed a bit unique!"

"What's so unique about it?" asked the gentleman casually.

"There is a very strong murderous aura in this sword, the more dangerous it is, the heavier the murderous aura, and even, sometimes, it is more like it is making me, but I am not making it. Su Mai looked suspicious and replied.

"That's right!" the gentleman's eyes twitched, but he did not speak again.

Seeing this, Su Mai described the strangeness of the black sword when he faced the enemy in the past.

"That's a bit unusual!" said the gentleman, looking back at the sword, sighed softly, and then fell silent again.

Su Mai thought he was thinking about the black sword, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After a long time, the gentleman suddenly asked:

"Su Mai, do you want to learn swords?"

"Sir, would you like to pass on my swordsmanship?" Su Mai was naturally overjoyed when he heard this.

"I don't teach it, you teach it yourself!" replied the gentleman.

"I teach myself?" Su Mai stretched out his hand and pointed at himself, his mouth wide open, confused, but he didn't know what this gentleman meant.

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