After Wuxuan left, Sima Zanshan asked Deng Luren and the others, "What are you doing in this morning class?"

Seeing this, Jian Hao replied to him: "Our morning class is to recall whether we have forgotten what we learned yesterday, and to make a general plan for what we want to do today, in addition to this, we also have evening classes every night, and the evening class is to look back at whether we did anything wrong that day, how to correct it, and review what we learned that day." ”

Sima Zanshan nodded unconsciously when he heard this: "I see." "I thought: No wonder the Chengwu faction can move the world, and it does have something extraordinary. Thinking about the fact that no one in the villa has such a mind, he has always thought of overcoming difficulties when he learns martial arts, at most he practiced a few times at that time to become proficient, and he never had to review and reflect in the morning and evening, but he didn't expect that his martial arts practice has always been wasted and forgotten to eat, far more hard than ordinary people.

Jian Hao saw that the two of them had finished speaking, and Deng Luren was still standing there thoughtfully, fixedly focused, and his hand was still gently gesturing there.

Jian Hao wanted to wake him up, but Sima Zanshan hurriedly grabbed him and said to him, "Don't touch him." ”

"What's the matter, Brother Sima?"

Sima Zanshan pulled him into the house and said to him, "Wait, maybe you'll know, I'm not sure." ”

During the time that the two of them were waiting, they folded the bed, cleaned up the firewood room, and packed it up, Jian Hao went out to look at Deng Luren, and found that he was no longer standing still, but moving his steps slightly, and in his hand was the frame of holding the sword.

Jian Hao asked Sima Zanshan, "Brother Sima, did Senior Brother Deng think of something?"

Sima Zanshan said: "It should be that he has realized something, otherwise he will not enter this realm of selflessness, and it is best not to let people disturb him before he wakes up." ”

Jian Hao said to himself curiously, "I don't know what he realized?"

Sima Zanshan said with a smile: "Who knows, maybe he has realized the true meaning of the sword with qi!"

Jian Hao said: "How is this possible, among the four masters, I don't know when I realized it, my master and the second uncle only realized it when they were nearly fifty years old, among our generation of disciples, Senior Brother Zhan Haiping is the only one who can control the sword with qi, Senior Brother Deng-----" Jian Hao shook his head and said, "It's impossible to think about it!"

Sima Zanshan said: "Wait and see. ”

The two were bored waiting, so they sat at the door and talked, Jian Hao asked Sima Zanshan and said, "Brother Sima, I want to ask you something." ”

"Say!"

Jian Hao asked, "How did Senior Brother Cui Yan enter Feiyun Villa?"

Sima Zanshan thought for a while and said, "I don't know the specific situation, I only know that Uncle Han Dong brought him in." Recalling the first time Han Dong took Cui Yan to the villa, his oily and smooth face, in addition to his handsome face, really didn't make them feel much good, at that time, I didn't understand how Uncle Han took such a person up the mountain, you know, the person who can be taken up the mountain, as long as the owner of the village has passed the eye, it can be regarded as a member of Feiyun Villa.

I remember that Cui Yan followed Han Dong into the villa, and the first time he saw Zishuang, who was only fourteen years old at the time, said: "I didn't expect there to be such a watery little girl here!" For this sentence, Cui Yan later paid a heavy price to let the big guy look at him with a normal eye, especially Zishuang.