Ning Shi ate very slowly at the end, he didn't want to waste it, the meat was stuffed in his mouth, and he said vaguely: "It's you who are too slow, and your movements are too direct, so I can see too clearly." ”

Ye Qingniao nodded: "I will become stronger soon, I am already ready to start cultivating, do you understand the cultivation? In the future, I may fly into the sky, turn over rivers and seas, and become a living immortal." ”

Ning Shi raised his head and glanced at the little girl: "Practice?"

Ye Qingniao smiled at the corner of his mouth and raised his head slightly: "Of course, if you beg me, I can consider teaching you, you are the first opponent I have encountered when I walk in the world, you are very lucky." ”

Can rookies peck each other and call them opponents?

I've listened to a lot of dramas.

He didn't dare to say that he was an immortal even a disciple of the Sword Sect, and you, a little girl with a freckled face, dared to speak wildly, bragging and not making drafts.

Ning Shi directly lowered his head and continued to eat meat: "Walking in the world, when is it so cheap to walk in the world, with your skills, at your age, you are willing to teach me, do I dare to learn." ”

You must know that Ning Shi's aunt is Meng Bajiu, he has never learned swords, but he knows how to practice, especially sword cultivation. Meng Bajiu was nagging endlessly in Ning Shi's ears every day, that wasn't nonsense, a lot of knowledge had already been imperceptibly instilled into Ning Shi's mind.

Ye Qingniao didn't wait for a reply, nor did he force it, and prepared for 'cultivation' on his own.

Ning Shi couldn't sleep, sat cross-legged, and looked at the stars in a daze.

During this period, Ye Qingniao has been moving his 'muscles and bones', and he has been active for most of the hour, and the meat in his stomach is estimated to be digested cleanly, and his cultivation has not officially begun.

Ning Shi sat under the eaves in front of the temple, and Ye Qingniao stood in the small courtyard, both vigilant.

Ning Shiru was like an old monk, his eyes did not squint, but he opened his mouth and said: "Don't worry about me, you can practice as much as you like." Don't worry, I won't steal the teacher, there is no need to guard against me like a thief. ”

Ye Qing Bird's little ghost is big, and he is finally a little embarrassed, and his eyes show a scrutinizing expression that does not match his age.

After staring at Ning Shi for a long time, Ye Qingniao secretly made up his mind, but still didn't forget to remind: "It's okay to see, but you'd better not learn secretly, because cultivation is to cultivate both internally and externally, be careful of going crazy." Forget it, you don't understand it if you talk too much, it's in vain. ”

Ye Qingniao paused, stretched out his finger and warned repeatedly: "Don't steal from school." ”

Ning Shi gave the other party a dead fish eye, but thought in his heart: "When do the disciples of the Sword Sect need to secretly learn the exercises of other sects? Besides, you are a little beggar, what exercises can you know, most of them are bragging." That is the method of ordinary sects, and the exercises of the sword sect are all single-minded sword cultivation. ”

Ning Shi sighed, a little embarrassed: "It's really funny to take your ignorance as the truth. ”

Think of it this way.

Ning Shi saw Ye Qingniao take out three knives from behind the stone statue of Master Guan.

The three wooden knives were extremely rudimentary, and the workmanship was crude, and it was better to say that they were knives, but rather to be wooden strips with a slight arc.

Some clumsily held all three knives in the palm of his hand.

That's funny.

almost made Ning Shi laugh.

Ning Shi has never learned swords, but he has seen too many powerful people, he has seen too many powerful swords, and he has followed Meng Bajiu to the north and south, his eyesight is definitely at the level of a grandmaster, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is well-informed, and he is very vicious.

Even so, Ning Shi had never seen it, who would fight with three knives at the same time, sure it wasn't funny?

Soon.

Ning Shi was even more sure that this little freckle was really bragging, she didn't know what cultivation was, let alone what exercises.

Because Ye Qingniao has been preparing for a long time, she has not completed her 'starting style'.

Three knives.

Two hands.

It's strange to be able to start.

Ning Shi finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Are you laughing at me?" Ye Qingniao glared at Ning Shiyi viciously.

"Oh, no, I'm ......" Ning Shi was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"I know you're laughing at me, laughing at me for not being able to take three knives. Ye Qingniao simply put all the knives on the ground, took out a small knife from his trouser pocket, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to sharpen the knife.

"As far as I know, cultivators who use knives are all cultivating a knife, and even the first sword immortal is a knife. Ning Shi looked at Ye Qingniao, "Three knives, it's not called cultivation, it's called juggling." ”

Ye Qingniao lowered his head.

Silent.

Just cautiously continued to sharpen the knife, extremely seriously, with a meticulous expression, as if making a work of art.

"A really good knife, the most basic thing is the material, wood is not lethal, no matter how beautiful it is, it is useless. Ning Shi started his speech, he himself talked a lot, today he waited for the rabbit to eat half of Ye Qingniao's rabbit, he felt that he needed to mention this stubborn little freckles, "Don't go astray." ”

"There are not many weapons in the refinement. ”

"A knife, cultivated to the extreme, is enough. ”

"In real battles, the victory or defeat is often in an instant, where will you have the opportunity to play fancy moves. A lot of times you only have one chance to make one cut, three knives, too many, two are redundant. ”

"Besides, three knives, two hands, I can't hold it. ”

"Are you listening to me?" Ning Shi said and found that Ye Qingniao ignored him completely, and kept sharpening his knife, not stopping for a moment, and even rolled his eyes.

Rolling your eyes?

You're doing something wrong, what right do you have to roll your eyes?

Are you dissatisfied with me? Or do you think I have said something wrong? I can say these truths about the truth of the sword gate, the truth, the stinky girl who doesn't know the goods!

Ye Qingniao finally completed his initial modifications, put the knife back in his trouser pocket, raised his head and looked at Ning Shi: "You talk a lot of nonsense." ”

"It's verbose. ”

"It's annoying. ”

"I think you'd better go and sleep inside. ”

Ning Shi was stunned: "Are you being ridiculed?"

Then, I heard Ye Qingniao continue: "Cultivation is my own cultivation, everyone else cultivates a knife, so should I also cultivate a knife?"

Ye Qingniao learned the tone of an adult and said: "It's really brainless, stubborn, and pedantic. If everyone is the same, then there is no need to practice. What is practice? Isn't practice about breaking the rules of the world and going against the sky? You can't even break people's rules, and you don't even dare to change one knife or three knives, so it's better not to practice. ”

Very awkward.

Simple enough.

Straightforward enough.

Ning Shi was speechless, he didn't know how to reply, he wanted to take his aunt from the magic mountain, he knew that this must be to learn the sword, he was already mentally prepared. Learn the sword of the sword gate and follow the path of my aunt, but I never thought about whether I could change it.

Don't go in the footsteps of others.

Take a path that no one has ever walked before.