The middle-aged sloppy man taught Shumae a set of swordsmanship, which seemed to be described in a simple sentence in the eyes of the young man.

Six words.

So handsome that he has no friends.

On weekdays, the Chinese characters who have always been idle hold the wooden sword, it is like a wonderful pen and flowers, like a fish in water, and the tree in front of the tree is dumbfounded, and there is only one thought in my heart.

"So the sword can be played like this?"

Looking at the wooden sword waving in front of him, the tree was a little worried, and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to learn." ”

The middle-aged man said lazily: "It doesn't matter, remember the moves, don't look like you, it's enough to look like two or three." ”

The tree nodded as if he didn't understand.

Day 2.

The sky was still bright, and Lu Shen had just pushed open the door, and he was already quietly waiting outside the small fence in front of the tree.

The sound of a whistling through the air sounded.

The villagers who came and went early looked at it and left, but they didn't see any names.

Lu Shen sat on a small bench against the courtyard wall, his expression flat.

There was some nervousness in front of the tree, and there were some hands, and the wooden sword brush in one hand was nondescript, and it was not as chic and elegant as yesterday, and I forgot the move halfway and deliberately stopped and thought about it.

Lu Shen was not impatient at all, and watched silently.

"Give me the wooden sword. ”

Lu Shen suddenly interrupted the other party.

The tree was slightly stunned and handed the wooden sword out.

Lu Shen held the wooden sword, and then began to slowly unleash it in the courtyard.

The sword moves slowly, and the tip of the sword slowly draws circles in the air.

In the eyes of the tree, this young fairy is different from the elegant and chic of the wine shop uncle, but it is extremely comfortable.

It seems like a thin water stretches and the winter sun shines.

Lu Shen threw the wooden sword over, "Practice it every morning and evening, and persist for three years." ”

The tree nodded subconsciously.

"Go back. ”

Lu Shen continued: "Then show him." ”

He, naturally, is the wine shop man.

Lu Shen had previously told the man his understanding of swordsmanship through the mouth of the tree, and the latter immediately expressed his attitude.

That is to teach the tree to practice swords, and then speak with practical actions.

So Lu Shen also responded at this moment.

Scratching his head in front of the tree, he repeated again: "It's a little difficult, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn." ”

Lu Shen was silent for a while, and said: "It doesn't matter, remember the moves, don't ask for the likeness, it's enough to look like two or three." ”

In front of the tree, he left the house, his face was strange, and the two immortals in his heart were really incomprehensible, and even the words he said were exactly the same.

.....

In the following days, the front of the tree was like a messenger between the two, running back and forth, extremely busy.

Lu Shen taught Shuqian to practice swords in his spare time, and most of the time he spent closing his eyes to recuperate, and of course, more importantly, healing.

The mountains are remote and barren, and no news from the outside world can be reached.

So Lu Shen has been a little irritable recently.

At the beginning, he was beaten by the female sword saint for three thousand miles on the high platform of Ruyang City, but he still had some things to do.

Ning's parents are still in the city, and Zhang Tiannan is not dead.

God knows what will happen next.

Lu Shen looked at the sky and frowned, thinking that he should have killed Zhang Tiannan with that knife in the first place, so that there would be no trouble.

"Immortal, what are you thinking?"

The familiar immature voice sounded again.

Lu Shen turned his head and said, "So fast this time?"

Shuqian smiled and said: "No, the uncle said that he wanted to see you, and invited the fairy to go to the wine shop to drink." ”

Lu Shen was silent.

The tree was stunned, and said uncertainly: "The immortals are inconvenient?"

Lu Shen looked at the wooden sword in the other party's hand again and said, "Lead the way." ”

......

The hotel is very small, with only one single room.

The surrounding jars were covered with dust, and there were several jars of wine scattered on the ground, exuding an unpleasant smell.

Lu Shen stepped over the low wooden barrier, and then saw the middle-aged man.

His face was full of stubble, coarse linen, his face narrowed, and he was drowsy.

Standing in front of the tree, he was about to introduce two sentences, but suddenly his eyes rolled and he fell asleep.

Lu Shen looked as usual, took the front of the tree, and then put it on the wooden chair next to him.

"I heard that there is a once-in-a-century Shen Mohuang in the Sword Pavilion, but he is just a woman. ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect the disciples taught by the Sword Pavilion over the years to be so terrifying, it seems that the six sheep have been mixed quite well over the years."

Lu Shen didn't ask the other party how he knew that he was from the Sword Pavilion, but said calmly: "I didn't expect that there were two born sword fetuses in a small mountain town. ”

The middle-aged man played with the taste: "Aren't you just three?"

Lu Shen looked at the sleeping boy and said, "Since you know, why did you deliberately do this." ”

Lu Shen's words are difficult to understand, but only middle-aged men can understand.

He once gave a wooden sword in front of the tree.

The owner of the wooden sword has abundant sword intent, but there is also the infinite yin soul aura that was once contaminated.

Naturally, it has no effect on him who is a master of swordsmanship, but it is extremely inappropriate for Shumao, even if he is born with a sword fetus.

Therefore, over time, the mind will undergo irreversible changes subtly.

Later, Lu Shen took the initiative to teach swords.

The man teaches the sword, and the swordsmanship of the teaching changes.

Lu Shen gave the sword, which is the heart of the sword and defilement.

The former is in the body, the latter is in the heart.

The middle-aged man was noncommittal, and said coldly: "If you can't even overcome this little thing, what are you doing when you practice swords, death counts." ”

Lu Shen didn't refute, just silently looked at the wooden sword.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Fancy it?"

Lu Shen opened his mouth and said: "The anger and resentment on the wooden sword are not strong, but they are very dense, and the quantity has changed to the qualitative change, and it has taken root. ”

"So?"

"So you should have killed a lot of people. ”

Lu Shen was silent for a while, and said, "For example, 100,000 people." ”

.......

Lu Shen's meaning is very vague, but every sentence can be understood by middle-aged men.

At that time, 100,000 people died in the ghost city of Xudu, and they were killed by a powerful sword cultivator, and the sword qi and blood light stained the entire sky red.

Well known.

The middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged, he casually picked up the wine jar and poured it, and said, "There are so many swordsmanship in the world, how do you think it's me?"

"You have something to do with the Sword Pavilion, and many people know that the powerful Sword Cultivator can only come from the Sword Pavilion, but there is no evidence. ”

Lu Shen replied: "And since I am also born with a sword fetus, I can naturally see more things from that wooden sword." ”

“

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said, "Who told you that I have something to do with the Sword Pavilion." ”

"You said six sheep. ”

Lu Shen said calmly: "I remember that the current Sword Pavilion Sect Master is called Liu Ziyang. ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh heartily, and the laughter spread throughout the village, and strangely no one seemed to notice.

Lu Shen said, "It seems that you are really from the Sword Pavilion. ”

"Yes and no, Lao Tzu has nothing to do with it now. ”

The middle-aged man pouted and said, "Say, do you have something to do with me?" Did you be beaten outside, and the knife qi in my body looked a little crazy, so I can't scream yet." ”

Lu Shen said straight to the point: "Someone should come to me in a few days, I need you to stop me." ”

The man rubbed his chin and played with the taste: "If I don't agree?"

Lu Shen said calmly: "Then I will go to the academy to expose you." ”

The man's eyes widened, and he said, "Anyway, let's come out of one place, and the Sword Pavilion is now going to kill relatives in a righteous way?"

Lu Shen said lightly: "It's about Lao Tzu's." ”