Ying Ruge was a little depressed and frowned, in the end, this Zhuge Ding actually agreed to this kind of dog, this deal is too ······

"Ying'er, I have enough memories of the past, this person is old, it is easy to think about the past. Say, what to know. One thing you have to know, you've come to me, and no one will know about it, except for the sleepy-eyed fox Yan Xiao. ”

Yingruge untied the sword on his body and placed it on the stone table. Zhuge Ding laughed out loud when he saw Long Yao: "After so many years, I saw this broken thing again." ”

"The Elder has seen this sword before?"

"Do you know whose sword it is?"

Ying Ruge shook his head, there are many famous swords in the world, if it weren't for Mo Yu Sword Master listing the top ten famous swords, the hundred schools of thought, he still still doesn't understand which ten they are.

"Long Yao's sword is an evil sword, or amorous and ruthless. The man who wields this sword, he has a very strange name, he is called Hidden Blade, I'm afraid you haven't heard of it. ”

Yingruge had heard the name of the hidden blade, but it was from the mouth of Zhongxi Hou, since there was a blade, why should it be hidden.

Hide the blade from people to know, is it because you don't want to see the blood in vain or because you are waiting for an opportunity to move?

"This person, the master knows. ”

Yingruge didn't ask too much, the sword was snatched from the hands of a guy who was almost dead. But now that I think about it, if I say it's a take, it's really more like a gift, and the dead man-like guy gave him his saber. The scene of the sword grabbing that day slowly appeared in his mind, the man's body was thin and unsteady, his hand strength was extremely poor, the boy looked like an old man's voice, and he gave birth to a pair of poisonous women's eyes.

But later, his appearance changed freely, like an evil person.

But such a person doesn't look like a person who fights with a sword.

"Yan Xiao should know that this hidden blade is extremely respectful to Yan Xiao. ”

Listening to the song, I couldn't figure it out, and suddenly realized something. Looking at Long Yao again, isn't it, it was the master who entrusted someone to send the sword? If so, why don't you unseal your thirteen hatreds? Isn't that more straightforward?

"Elder, which is better than the Baiyun Sword Technique or the Dancing Pheasant Sword Technique?"

"No sword book is really invincible, no matter how simple the moves are practiced to the extreme, they are invincible, and no matter how invincible the moves are, it is useless if they don't understand the skin. I don't know what the connection between the Baiyun Sword Method and the Dancing Goose Sword Method was created at the beginning, but after going deeper, these two sword books are indeed different. The dancing sword is a sword move that I respect alone, the kind of sword that rushes forward with one hundred songs, and the world is the master. Baiyun Sword is like water, tender, loyal, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, but it is its own way, so there are so many words, let me think about it······"

The old man stood up, put his hands on his waist, looked up at the ventilated patio, and the flesh on his body shook three times with each breath. But all of a sudden, there was no breath of old age and weakness, and in an instant, his spirit was extraordinary.

"The overlord shattered his dreams with a sword, and returned to the yellow flowers that fell all over Xicheng. The little lady is cloudless with a sword, and the red dust is affectionate, and my generation walks alone. ”

What's that?

Zhuge Ding looked at the young man in front of him, obviously when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, his martial arts attainments had reached a certain height, and the ancestor had broken through the famine. But why is it that every time I see it, the breath is weakened by so much, the original sword intent can be rated as the third grade, but now it has fallen to the fifth grade. On the contrary, when the kid came to visit last month, his sword intent was close to the realm of nothing, and in another four or five years, when it came to swords, he was afraid that under the whole world, even those old monsters hiding in the shadows, it would be difficult to be opponents.

Zhuge Ding laughed, if the heirs of the Baiyun Sword and the descendants of the Dancing Goose Sword had not met, Ying Ruge would not have come to ask him about this.

Obviously, the descendants of the White Cloud Sword were defeated, and they were completely defeated.

Oh, by the way, Zhong Nanyan's kid is called Zhong Xihou!

Zhuge Ding pondered for a long time before slowly speaking: "Do you know what your sword lacks? All swords are not practiced in a day, you are now a broken blade, and you can only see the edge again by quenching and casting." Come on, come on, first of all, go and heal the injuries on your body, without a strong body, I'm afraid that you won't even be able to hold Long Yao for a while. When a dazzling star is bright, even if the glory triumphs again, and falls, who will remember him?"

Zhuge Ding rummaged through the pile of papers, and finally took out a white wooden box about one and a half feet long and half a foot wide, blew the dirty thing on his head, and handed it to Yingruge. Motioning for him to open it, the box was opened, and Ying Ruge was very familiar with the sword book inside, the first few words of the Baiyun Sword Book made people frown, "Thousands of miles are invisible, and the red dust rides alone."

Why is it invisible?

Zhuge Ding laughed, took the wine jar into his arms again, and took a sip greedily.

"Elder······"

Zhuge Ding waved his hand and said with a smile: "If my guess is correct, Zhongxihou's doll has practiced the dancing swordsmanship to the point of seven, seven, eighty, eight, and eight, and it is difficult to have an opponent within a hundred steps, even if he is silent to that child, I am afraid that he may not be able to defeat this Zhongxihou." When Bai Yunxian went, you were still young, and although you practiced swords every day, there was no one to guide you. This volume of sword book, I have been performing martial arts thousands of times in my dream in the past few months to have the current annotation, with your talent and foundation, with the appropriate cultivation method, you can get twice the result with half the effort, or practice the sword for half a year, you can be with Zhongxi Hou Bozhong. ”

Can you be the best match with him? Ying Ruge didn't show any emotion, he accepted the white wooden box. Originally, he came here to ask about kendo, but what is the way?

A thousand people, there are a thousand kinds of Tao, since the Tao is different, Zhuge Ding can really worry about it after solving his doubts?

On the sword, Zhuge Ding is not mixed with personal emotions, since his birth, since the realization of the sword, the most optimistic is the contemporary sword saint is silent. The reason why he can say that Leng Bu is not necessarily able to win Zhong Xihou, but it is not that he is using a sword, Zhong Xi Hou is not as talented as Leng Bu Si. In terms of talent, if Leng Buyu is first-class, Zhongxihou is second-class, but after all, there is still an age difference of nearly ten years, and it is precisely this Zhongxihou who is in the prime of life, and when his functions are at their peak, he does not dare to speak falsely.

"Ying'er, I'm going to travel elsewhere today and tomorrow, and the next time I see me, it may be as difficult as the sky. If you have any concerns, just talk about it. ”

"Elder······" Ying Ruge hesitated again and again, as if relieved, and his voice was slow and calm, "A person, can he really only practice one swordsmanship in his life?"

Zhuge Ding nodded and said, "Ying'er, although you can run rampant in the world, what you have learned is too miscellaneous, and all kinds of strengths are a little bit worse. If you are single-minded and practice the White Cloud Sword Technique, or you are still indistinguishable from each other. ”

Ying Ruge hesitated again and again, and then said, "Then there may be another volume of the Elder's annotated sword book." ”

Zhuge Ding frowned slightly, but it was only for a moment, and he smiled again, waved his hand, and said, "It's okay." ”

"The Sword Book ······ by Childe Wushuang"

Before the words fell, Zhuge Ding took it and said happily: "Oh, although I don't understand why Ying'er is so interested in such a fragment, but it doesn't matter, come on, help me burn everything in this house, and I will paint this "Nine Stars Flying" for you on the side." ”

Haunting like a song, he didn't ask the reason, so he put the sword book in the room into the fire like a scroll of firewood.

If this kind of behavior is introduced to swordsmen all over the world, even in the ears of ordinary martial artists who do not practice swords, they will curse and curse like a song and destroy the heavens, and they are destined to choke to death when eating, choke to death when drinking, and die when walking.

Zhuge Ding was writing and drawing, and at the same time, he also popularized knowledge, and said happily: "I really don't know how Gongzi Wushuang created this fast sword in the past, but this sword spectrum is very flawed. In the end, it was only eleven ······"

Under the mask, Ying Ruge frowned and asked, "Nine Stars Flying, isn't it the Nine Styles of the Quick Sword?"

Zhuge Ding said happily: "Also, you have that fast sword master under your command, what is it called? ”

Ying Ruge was quite interested, and continued to throw a scroll of sword books into the fire while looking at Zhuge Ding. Listening to this Wen Sword Saint, there is a haunt and a haunt and continues to say: "Rank with you, list ten nine-star flying masters, no, no, no, no, there are only four people who play swordsmanship." The hidden blade is counted as a person, the sword moves with the shadow, and the sword is secretly released, but the person dies but does not know who the murderer is, and the daytime murder is not visible, which is considered to be the most vivid play of this swordsmanship. Nakui Timber Wolf is the first person in today's Nine Stars Flying Fu, and he draws his sword so fast, I'm afraid that the kid can't compare to him, but it's a pity that his heart is too bad, but in terms of swords, it's a pity to seal the sword. ”

Ying Ruge would not have expected that Zhuge Ding would have such an evaluation of Kui Wood Wolf, but the last sentence of the hidden blade brought the darkness of the Nine Stars Flying to the fullest, could it be that there are other swordsmanship in this swordsmanship?

"The third is a junior, called Wen Jin, twenty-nine years old has been able to break the wind with a sword, the reason why the junior can make the old man look at it, it is this junior who discovered the infinite subtlety of swordsmanship. Fourth, the man didn't mention it, he didn't mention it. ”

Ying Ruge suddenly became more and more interested in the Nine Stars Flying Fu, but when he heard that the old guy was unwilling to finish talking about the four swordsmen, he was not happy, and asked, "Is the fourth person so unpopular or obscure?"

Zhuge Ding was still happy, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "Do you know that there is an old fox in Jinling, and the old fox raised three little foxes, one died, one was sick, and one was stupid and stunned······"

Yingru Song intermittently spit out the words and asked: "Mo, isn't that, little prince, Zhu Yinuo?"

Zhuge Ding's eyes widened and his expression converged, his eyes rolled, Ying'er had been to Jinling, so it was not surprising to know Zhu Yinuo, and he hurriedly explained: "Yes, it is your cousin Zhu Yinuo." This kid was seen once last year, and he made a quick sword. I'm afraid that I have six successes, but I can't integrate them yet. The reason why it is listed as four is because this son is extremely talented, and if he has a good teacher and a solid foundation, he will be able to comprehend the tenth form on his own in less than five years, or it is not surprising that he can break through the eleventh form. By the way, the last time Chun Yu came back, he said that he was the one who called the composition brocade, and he had comprehended the thirteenth form on his own. ”

If Ying Ruge was drinking water at this moment, I was afraid that he would really choke, how many styles did the Nine Stars Fly Down? Similarly, he was even more curious, how could he not understand Zhu Yinuo's ability, it was not so much a swordsman as a sword boy. Even if Zhu Yinuo studies and practices hard, the sky is already shackled, and in the end, he is at most a swordsman with good skills, and he wants to be silent, and he is afraid that it is hopeless to enter the realm of the sword saint where there is no one under the sword.

"Do you know what is the purpose of Ying Ruge's special request for the Nine Stars Flying Fu?"

Zhuge Ding frowned and pondered, kept rolling his eyes, blinking his eyes, shaking his head and sighing. didn't wait for Ying Ruge to speak, but he hurriedly said: "Putting aside the grievances of the previous generation, no matter what, this little prince is also a flesh and blood brother with you." No, isn't it that you also have a crush on Zhu Yinuo's child?"

Ying Ruge nodded slightly, but still didn't have time to speak, Zhuge Ding rushed to say again: "In fact, when I saw him, I saw that this doll is brave and courageous, but he is too stupid and unsophisticated. The original intention is that if one day he opens his mind and then someone guides him to enlightenment, if he suffers a loss and still does not change his life, the remaining eleven forms of the nine stars will become nine styles, then nine styles, it doesn't matter. ”

Zhuge Ding and Yan Xiao are good friends, and they also know that they are like songs. After Yan Xiao left, in addition to the four sword boys under his seat, he Zhuge Ding cared most about this doll. I'm afraid that one day I will complain about the sky, and then I will be uncontrollable, so I will rush to Moxian to kill people.

But Zhuge Ding would also wonder why he finally asked for this fast sword instead of the amorous and ruthless sword spectrum.

Yingru Song was about to speak again, but Zhuge Ding grabbed the words: "Then burn this volume, and wait for me to re-write and paint a volume." ”

"What's wrong?"

Zhuge Ding smiled, and said playfully as an old but naughty child: "This sword book is based on your qualifications and calligraphy and painting, but although that little guy is stupid, his brain is more than your aura." We were in the desert that year, starving with Venus, and finally we were lucky enough to see a cactus. Everyone else cut off the whole cactus, but this kid was good, and he made a hole in the cactus with his sword, and picked off the meat little by little with his sword, and was stunned to dig out a hole the size of a man in the cactus. Hide in the cactus to eat and drink, and your brain will be active. Therefore, if this kid is too straightforward, it will be difficult to lead him to comprehend the twelfth and thirteenth forms. Perhaps, if he pursues it all his life, the supreme realm of the Nine Stars Flying Subdued, maybe he will be able to comprehend the entire eighty-one styles······"