Chapter Ninety-Three-Ten Styles of Heavenly Sword Technique

Halfway through noon, Mengchan helped Zhou Xiaowu, who was half drunk and half awake, out of Mengfu and slowly got into the carriage.

Meng Ran stood quietly at the door of his mansion, looking at the carriage moving forward at a constant speed, stunned.

I saw that the carriage stopped suddenly, and the concubine Mengchan lifted her skirt and got out of the carriage and walked in the direction of Meng Ran.

Meng Ran raised his eyebrows, smiled at Qianying who was walking towards him, and asked gently, "Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

Mengchan bowed to Meng Ran, and said softly: "Thank you Meng Gongzi for your love, I am just a little concubine, and I can't afford to be called a sister-in-law." ”

Regarding Mengchan's answer, Meng Ran didn't argue, just smiled lightly.

Mengchan obviously had something to say to Meng Ran, but she didn't finish the draft for a while, she just clutched the corners of her clothes in place, and her white cheeks were a little flushed.

After a long while, she finally mustered up her courage and said to Meng Ran: "Meng Gongzi, my son-in-law used to be a bit of a bastard, but he had some hardships that he couldn't talk to others, I hope you don't look down on him." Although he is hostile to you, he praises you in private and admires you very much......"

After Mengchan said a few words, her eyes were already moist, her voice was slightly choked, she forcibly held back the tears that were about to fall, and said in a trembling tone: "Excuse me Meng Gongzi, I'll go first......"

Without waiting for Meng Ran to stay, Mengchan had already gone in the direction she came.

When the carriage of the Zhou Mansion disappeared into Nanhu Alley, Meng Ran let out a long breath and returned to the hall with a solemn face.

At this time, there were already two more figures in the hall, which were Li Haoran and Geng Huyuan.

Li Haoran glanced at Meng Ran, who was in a bad mood, pretended to be surprised, and asked, "Good wine and good food haven't made you happy?"

Although Meng Ran was accustomed to Li Haoran's dog mouth and couldn't spit out ivory, he was still angry, and he kicked at this disrespectful old man fiercely, and said indignantly: "Did the seniors eat too much?"

Li Haoran laughed and said provocatively: "Why don't I accompany you through a few tricks?"

When Meng Ran heard this, he was immediately deflated, rolled his eyes very unvividly, and sat listlessly in the chair.

Geng Huyuan, who was on the side, opened his mouth and said, "Meng Ran, are you worried about Zhou Xiaowu's affairs?"

Meng Ran nodded and did not speak.

Geng Huyuan thought for a while, and said slowly: "I haven't thought of any good solution to this matter, but since you have chosen to give him a chance to make amends, then trust your own judgment, and don't be blinded by these superfluous emotions that shouldn't be there, and affect your mood." ”

Meng Ran reluctantly smiled and said softly: "I don't know if my choice is right or wrong, I'm afraid that my choice will cause a tragedy in the future." ”

Geng Huyuan didn't say anything more, just patted Meng Ran's shoulder heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Since you have already chosen, don't regret it, have the courage to take it, and don't have any more distracting thoughts." ”

Meng Ran hummed softly.

Li Haoran smiled happily, stepped forward a few steps, and opened the long box sent by Zhou Xiaowu in turn.

After the first long box was opened, there was a long knife with an ancient appearance lying inside, and half of the knife book was placed on the handle, and the color of the paper was old and yellowed, thinking that it was an unborn secret book.

Li Haoran didn't immediately look at the knife score, but picked up the long knife casually, only to hear the sound of 'choking', he had already drawn the knife out of its sheath, and the blade was as cold as autumn water bathed in the autumn wind, revealing a faint murderous aura.

Li Haoran's face was solemn, and with a slight wave of the long knife in his hand, a solid wood chair clicked and was divided into two halves.

"Good knives. Li Haoran praised him from the bottom of his heart, and said to Meng Ran: "Meng boy, your knife has arrived, don't think about finding a famous forge." ”

Meng Ran glanced at Li Haoran helplessly, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Senior, if you want to try the knife, you don't have to cut it against the chair, it was all bought for money, I really don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive." ”

Li Haoran, who knew that he was at a loss, rolled his eyes, didn't care about Meng Ran's strange words, and just threw the long knife in his hand.

After Meng Ran took the long knife, the fingers of his left hand lightly rested on the knife, and an inexplicable cold spread up his fingers, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Meng Ran waved the long knife in his hand a few times, then looked carefully, and found two shallow handwriting on the knife body, and after careful consideration, he determined that the handwriting on the knife body was 'Spring Return'.

Meng Ran was overjoyed by this discovery, and then whispered to the long knife: "Spring return, good name, I will definitely not bury you." ”

Li Haoran on the side answered: "This knife is really good, the quality is especially better than my master's treasured knife, it is really a big gift." ”

Meng Ran received the sheath and held the long knife very solemnly, looking like he wanted to hand it over to Li Haoran.

Unexpectedly, Li Haoran did not reach out to pick it up, but sneered, and said in a muffled voice: "What is this? Lose the master's sword, and then bring a better quality divine soldier back? ”

Meng Ran wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

Li Haoran waved his hand very freely, picked up the half of the knife book in the long box, turned the page, and saw that there were three ancient seal characters on the second page---- 'Heavenly Sword Recipe', Li Haoran continued to flip through it, carefully studied the half of the secret book, and then handed it to Geng Huyuan, and said: "Brother Geng, you see if this knife book is adulterated." ”

After Geng Huyuan took it, he flipped through the pages one by one, very carefully.

After a long time, Geng Huyuan raised his head slightly, and said with a solemn face: "This knife score is true, but it is a pity that the most important second half is missing." ”

Li Haoran didn't feel pity, and sighed softly: "This person can write such a subtle sword technique, his cultivation must be extraordinary, no matter how bad it is, it is also one of the top ten in the world at that time, but why is it so unknown? I have never heard of this heavenly sword technique." ”

Geng Huyuan took over the conversation and said in a deep voice: "That's true, I've never heard of this secret book on the rivers and lakes. ”

Li Haoran shook his head, pressed the thought in his heart, handed the knife book to Meng Ran, and explained: "This sword book will be handed over to you, practice it well, don't let it be dusty." The first three knives are heavy, the fourth, fifth and sixth knives are heavy, the seventh knife is difficult to understand, and the eighth knife is the most murderous.

As for the tenth sword of the theory mentioned by the original author, you don't need to ponder it, if it is not for me and other mortals to comprehend it, perhaps even the author himself has not figured it out. ”

Meng Ran took the knife very respectfully, solemnly put it in his arms, and replied seriously: "Senior, rest assured, I will definitely study hard." ”

Li Haoran hummed and continued to open the second long box.

There was an ancient sword with a purple body lying in the long box, Li Haoran saw that it was a sword, and immediately lost interest, threw it to Meng Ran with an impatient face, and said in his mouth: "Ah, this ancient sword is also yours." ”

After Meng Ran took it, he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know how to play with a sword, what are you doing for me?"

Li Haoran sneered and said: "Don't you want to go to Wuliang Mountain to practice, you can't do it without a sword, you can't be a freak of flying with a sword in the majestic Dao Sect." ”

Meng Ran smiled strangely, and said, "Then don't be in a hurry, let's talk about it then, in case the sect doesn't look down on me." ”

Li Haoran glared at Meng Ran, and said angrily: "I don't know what you are?" If even you are rejected by the Dao Sect, then all the bull noses on those mountains are the reincarnation of heavenly immortals and the reincarnation of the Holy Body. ”

Meng Ran scratched his sideburns and asked embarrassedly, "Am I really that good?"

Li Haoran rolled his eyes, his left foot was already raised, and he kicked Meng Ran's buttocks, and scolded with a smile: "It's cheap and good." ”

Meng Ran smiled, didn't care about Old Man Li's hands and feet, and gently patted the dust on his buttocks a few times.

Geng Huyuan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Since it is destined to be cultivated in the future, this sword method should be practiced less in the future, and more meditation and cultivation will be carried out, after all, the sword method and the Tao method are not connected, if you learn it for a long time, I am afraid it will have an impact on the future cultivation." ”

Meng Ran looked at the sword in his hand thoughtfully, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked like he couldn't make a choice.

Geng Huyuan continued: "Weapons are only an extension of the body, and the internal physique is the most important foundation. ”

Meng Ran nodded solemnly and responded, "I know the severity, Uncle Geng." ”

Geng Huyuan patted Meng Ran's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Then before you arrive at the Dao Sect, don't draw your sword again, just cultivate your internal breath well, and use this to cultivate your mind." ”

Although Meng Ran didn't understand what Geng Huyuan meant, he still nodded obediently.

In the following time, Meng Ran put away the sword and cheats, ate some meals that had been cold, and slowly paced to the backyard.

In the hall of the front yard, Li Haoran, who had been practicing knives, sighed: "Alas, it's a pity, if Meng Xiaozi focuses on practicing knives, he may not be able to become a generation of sword sects in the future, and he has been famous for decades." ”

Geng Huyuan neither shook his head in denial, nor nodded in agreement, but said softly: "Everything is unknown, with such a talent, learning or practicing swords is easy." As long as you can resist the unknown destiny and live for another twenty years, it is only a matter of time before you get ahead and make a sensation. ”

Li Haoran echoed: "Who says it's not? When I was young, I only thought that my talent was amazing, but compared with Meng Xiaozi, it was like a family sparrow comparing itself to an eagle, and the five Li Haoran together could not compare to one Meng Xiaozi." ”

Geng Huyuan smiled and said: "Talent is innate, as for the acquired achievements, it still has to be attributed to diligence and chance, if you don't have the hard-working temperament, and you don't have good cultivation techniques, no matter how good your talent is, it's just a castle in the air, not worth mentioning." ”

Li Haoran said disapprerovingly, "This is the way of the world, some people are born to stand on a high place, and some people are poor all their lives and just wander at the foot of the mountain......"

In the autumn wind, sigh.