Text Chapter 3 Li Siyin
A month has passed, Zuo Leaning Peak does nothing else, gets up early every day, is greedy for darkness, only chops wood, practices knives, and practices knife techniques are all basic knife techniques, chopping, chopping, intercepting, teasing, chopping, hanging, piercing, sweeping, picking, pressing, backing, pushing, and setting knives, the same has not fallen, and he has practiced hundreds of times for every basic move, and even individual moves have been practiced nearly a thousand times!
During this period, the old woman also came to see it once with her sleeves, perhaps because she felt that the knife practiced by Zuo Leanfeng was too boring, and chattered a lot about the knife techniques she had seen, such as Nie Fengshuang, who claimed to be the fourth in the world, and Li Cripple, the ninth head of the world, their knife skills danced, it is indeed the discoloration of heaven and earth, and can trigger all kinds of visions, where is every sound like you kid for half a day?
But after all, when Zuo Tianfeng went back to eat, he still found that there were two plates of fresh vegetables on the dinner table, and there was a large pot of beast meat in front of him, he couldn't eat the meat of the beast, he only knew that every time he finished eating, his whole body was extremely comfortable, and the fatigue brought by practicing the knife would be swept away, and over time, his height also grew ten centimeters, with a height of nearly one meter seven, his skin was as black as ever, but he looked more and more vigorous, and his eyes were bright.
It's a pity that he didn't practice the sword technique and the luck gong heart method together, which made him inexplicably frightened.
He also asked the master for advice, but every time he was in vain, until the old woman told him that his cheap master didn't live here, he suddenly realized that he was bored and practiced hard.
But today is an exception, when Zuo Leanfeng was sweating in the sun with his bare upper body, the old man slowly floated from the sky, and threw a set of clothes to Zuo Leanfeng, after Zuo Leaning Feng caught it, he was very frightened, he had already had the exercise of observing words and feelings, but in any case, he couldn't see what the old guy's zombie-like face would reveal, so he had to put it away in a restrained manner.
"Put on this dress and go with the teacher. The old man gave a non-salty order, and then turned his face to look at the pug in the sea of sand, his eyes narrowed slightly.
The pug yawned and continued to sleep on the lotus leaf.
Zuo Tianfeng looked at the tattered clothes on his body, and felt that this outfit was really not suitable for going out to meet people, so he hurriedly changed into the black suit that he had just arrived, not to mention, although the old man was not a qualified master, but his vision was not running, Zuo Tianfeng's whole person seemed to have changed, and a wave of masculinity erupted, but it also looked like it.
The old man glanced at the young man slightly, and then led him into the sky without saying a word, during which the old man did not look at the old woman, and the old woman did not say anything to him.
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The strength of the sword gate is not bad, and it is also ranked number one in the entire Holy Continent, not to mention the Nie Fengshuang, who is known as the fourth in the world, and the ninth head of the world, just the reputation of the mad knife and the borrowed knife has already shocked the rivers and lakes, but what makes people sigh is that in the battle of the Sword Gate Pass that year, Nie Fengshuang was defeated by the three great sages of the demon clan, and was robbed of part of the immortal blood, which caused Nie Fengshuang's exercises to backlash, and fell from the grandmaster realm to the Nine Realms Longmen realm, and their sword sect also dropped a level from the sect head faction to the door head!
During this period, everyone in the Daomen desperately hoped that there would be another Grandmaster Realm in the Sect, but the most promising head of the Daomen Sect to advance to the Grandmaster Realm had been stuck in the Longmen Realm for two hundred and fifty years, and he was about to die, and the big guy finally bowed to reality.
However, after all, the Millennium Sect is a Millennium Sect, and the heritage still exists, and the requirements for recruiting disciples have increased instead of decreasing, which has also directly led to the number of disciples recruited by the Daomen every hundred years when it opens the mountain to accept disciples, especially this one, there are only about 100 beginner disciples, including the descendants of the deacons and elders in the door! Compared with those great sects that open the mountain once every 50 years and accept disciples, the movement is 1,800.
However, this is the case, the head of the sect still tries his best to continue to implement this policy, which is why the Daomen is now dormant, there are many top powerhouses, and there are many strong people in the middle, and there is a faint momentum to surpass other sects, but they can't see it "in this mountain".
Follow the master into the hanging mountain of the Daomen, a huge square suspended in the air, covering an area of 10,000 acres, in the middle of it, a high platform was erected, on which sat the eight elders of the Daomen, the head, the lady of the head and the head of the Taishang Nie Fengshuang, and next to the eight elders, there was an empty chair, which was where the old man sit.
"Go down and stand. ”
After the old man finished speaking, he went to the stage and sat down expressionlessly.
Zuo Tianfeng walked among the disciples, found an inconspicuous place to stand, closed his eyes, and wandered out of the world.
During the period, he didn't listen to a lot of what the head said, he only knew that the head of the family was surnamed Li, and he was still a cripple, and then today was a special day, and their generation of disciples had to climb the knife mountain to get the knife, as a partner of the future preaching, Yunyun, and then there were some trivial things, precautions and the like, which was very boring.
Just when Zuo Leanfeng was about to fall asleep, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, he turned his face to look, and suddenly found that there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl standing behind him, with a baby face and big eyes, looking at himself curiously.
"My name is Li Siyin, what about you?" she asked.
Zuo Leanfeng said lightly: "My name is Zuo Leanfeng, please take care of me." ”
"You're the left-leaning peak?" the girl jumped up, but there was not much movement, as if she was very surprised, "I have heard of you, how did you get to that mountain? That mountain is so high that no one can climb it for five hundred years!
Zuo Tianfeng looked at the chattering girl, and just wanted to turn his face and continue sleeping, but was pulled aside by the girl, only to see her say mysteriously: "Your master is the Ninth Elder Lu Ming, right?"
Zuo Leaning nodded his head.
"Let me tell you, that old man is old-fashioned and dead, he never accepts apprentices, and his wife is a woman who has no martial arts foundation, and the two of them have a bad relationship for this reason, and they are like strangers, and the most important thing is that the old guy is not practicing swords, he is practicing swords!"
"As the Ninth Elder of the Sword Gate, he does not practice swords, but instead practices swords, can this be justified? If it weren't for the fact that the head of the sect was overpowered, he would have ceased to be a member of the Sword Gate long ago. ”
The girl said so much in one breath, and seemed to be a little tired, stuck out her tongue, and slapped her ass on the ground.
"Why are you telling me this?" asked Zuo Leaning Peak expressionlessly.
"It's not that you are dark and stupid, I am afraid that you will be cheated and I don't know. ”
The girl said as a matter of course and confidently, but her face was a little red, and she didn't know if it was hot or nervous.