Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Completion of the Sword Disciples
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"The disciple used some intrigues, first pretending to be afraid of death to join the enemy, and then capturing the thief and capturing the king first, and seriously injuring the boss led by ......" Ou Chuyang told the story he had carefully adapted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Although more than half a month has passed, Ou Chuyang told the story, which still made Mei Aoxue feel like she was back in the scene, and she was afraid.
Mei Qixin was also shocked when she heard this, and exclaimed again and again: "What a plan! It's so thrilling!"
Thinking that if it weren't for Ou Chuyang's desperate rescue, Mei Aoxue would definitely die a tragic opponent, Mei Qixin's gaze on Ou Chuyang was completely different. The young man in front of him is not only a proud protΓ©gΓ© who can not be found, but also a fast son-in-law who is difficult to change. Compared to him, what is a mere treasure weapon?
"Chu Yang, you come with me. Mei Qixin got up and walked to the inner room.
"Senior sister, get up quickly. Ou Chuyang first helped Mei Aoxue up, and then followed Mei Qixin into the inner room.
"Chu Yang, you are very good. Mei Qixin smiled kindly: "You have excellent talent, and you will definitely be able to pass on my mantle." What's even more rare is that you and Aoxue are in love with each other, and they depend on each other for life and death. The two long-cherished wishes of being a teacher in this life have fallen on you alone, and it must be the will of God. No matter what secrets you have, I won't ask too much, as long as you treat Aoxue well. β
Ou Chuyang hurriedly bowed down and said, "Please rest assured, Master, the disciple would rather be responsible for the people of the world than the senior sister." β
"I'd rather lose the world and live up to my ......" Mei Qixin stroked his beard and smiled: "What a big spirit! β
"This ...... I'm afraid it will be two years away. Then Ou Chuyang said his three-year appointment with Mei Aoxue.
"Ambitious, interesting, hahaha!" Mei Qixin was so relieved that she was about to laugh from ear to ear, "I have all been sword cultivators in my life, so why should I care about marrying a wife and joining these customs." You and Ao Xue have a few more children, half of them are surnamed Ou and half are surnamed Mei, isn't that?"
Ou Chuyang: "......"
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The 250,000 yuan that sold the superb treasure, Mei Qixin didn't mention it, so it naturally fell into Mei Aoxue's pocket. Coupled with the twenty or thirty thousand spars found from the five tigers, the total assets of Ou Chuyang Mei Aoxue's "little couple" are close to 300,000.
That's a staggering figure, enough for 10,000 households to spend two and a half years, which is about the gross domestic product of a small city like Songbai Castle in a year.
With such a huge sum of money in hand, Ou Chuyang once again devoted himself to cultivation. The battle with Zuo Jiayuan Five Tigers made him realize more deeply that the reason why he had to fight hard was because of his lack of strength. In the past, he wandered the world alone, and he fought hard. But soon, he will marry a wife and have children, and at that time, desperate work is a sign of irresponsibility.
For the sake of his wife and children, he must have absolute strength that people dare not easily offend. And the strength is all hard work, and it is also smashed out with a large number of spars.
There are eight long swords on the bed, one of which is Ou Chuyang's Liuyun Sword, two are superb craftsmanships cast for him by Mei Aoxue herself, and the remaining five are the swords of the Five Tigers, two of which were cut off by Tai'a Remnant's Sword and have been repaired by Mei Aoxue.
Eight long swords, four in a group, the sword piers are leaning together, and the sword body stretches out in four directions, front, back, left and right, forming a cross. Ou Chuyang sat in the middle of the two crosses, and each hand stretched out four fingers and pressed them on the eyes of the eight long swords.
Eight hot streams poured into Ou Chuyang's body together, passing through the palms of both hands, veins, arms, shoulders, and upper body, all gathered in the dantian. The sword qi in the dantian is abundant, containing surging power.
"Drink!" Ou Chuyang snorted, and the sword qi in the dantian came out of his body, forming a faint mist that was faintly visible on the surface of his body, "The sword qi is possessed, and the sword disciple is a great success!"
"Congratulations, junior brother, you have been promoted so quickly. Mei Aoxue pushed the door in with a smile, "From the beginning to Xiaocheng, and then to Dacheng, it only took more than half a year for the junior brother to say it, and it really scared others to death when I said it." β
"It's all thanks to the full help of Master and Senior Sister, how can others have so many spars that can cultivate day and night. Ou Chuyang gently grabbed Mei Aoxue's waist and said softly, "Senior sister, thank you." β
"Do you still need to say a word of thanks between you and me?" Mei Aoxue gently leaned on Ou Chuyang's shoulder, "If it goes on like this, it won't take three years, and my junior brother will surpass me." β
"Then don't wait for three years, as long as I surpass my senior sister, we will get married immediately. Ou Chuyang kissed Mei Aoxue on the cheek.
Mei Aoxue pushed hard and broke away from Ou Chuyang's embrace, "Then what are you still rubbing?
Ou Chuyang: "......"
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Ou Chuyang was not in a hurry, and was greedy for merit. After the realm was raised, he began to focus on refining his swordsmanship.
Ou Chuyang felt more and more that the sword word in his mind was extremely mysterious, and every time he wrote, he seemed to have a deeper understanding. Now when he writes sword characters, it is no longer a smooth flow, but a slow and rapid time, and there is a peculiar charm in the changing rhythm.
"Senior brother, is this the swordsmanship you practiced?" Mei Aoxue was dazzled by the side, "When you practice swords, you are so good-looking." β
"Is the swordsmanship good-looking, or am I good-looking?" asked Ou Chuyang with a smile.
"It's all good-looking!"
"That's right, there's a prize!" Ou Chuyang suddenly pounced, hugged Mei Aoxue and took a bite, "If Senior Sister likes it, I'll teach you." β
"Okay, good!" Mei Aoxue clapped her hands happily and shouted: "I also want to learn this invincible swordsmanship of my junior brother, and in the future, we will combine our two swords and fight invincible opponents all over the world!"
Ou Chuyang has practiced calligraphy since he was a child, and he has won awards in the city for his good handwriting. He used pen and ink to copy the sword character in his mind on the paper, and showed it to Mei Yingxue, "My swordsmanship is actually very simple, a total of sixteen moves, which is the sixteen strokes of this sword character." You just copy it, and I can't tell you why I can't tell you anything else. β
"Okay, when I'm done, you won't be able to beat me, junior brother. Mei Aoxue hid from practicing the sword with the sword in her hand.
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"Senior sister, do you see that there is something wrong with my hands?" Ou Chuyang frowned and looked at his ten fingers, "It doesn't seem to be as straight as before......"
"It seems to be a little bit ......" Mei Aoxue looked at it carefully, and then said: "Your posture of practicing is so weird, sooner or later you will refine into a pair of pickled pepper phoenix feet." β
"Uh......" Ou Chuyang also discovered this problem, practicing like this every day from morning to night, his hands may really become more and more deformed, "No, I have to think of a different way." β
"Isn't this simple? let's reforge two swords, each sword is equipped with five sword eyes, can't you hold the hilt of the sword and cultivate like me?"
"Clever!" Ou Chuyang gave a thumbs up, "That's it!"
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The long vacation is over, it's time to work hard, study hard, read books seriously, and vote seriously!
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