Su Qing saw that Lu Sanchuan was silent, although she was anxious, she couldn't say anything, so she just waited quietly, and after a long time, Lu Sanchuan was still silent, she finally couldn't hold it back, and asked, "What are your plans?"

Lu Sanchuan raised his head, his eyes were like torches, and he didn't look like he was just leaving home and cowering. "Go!"

Su Qing was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to be so resolute, but after a moment, he relaxed and nodded in agreement: "That's fine, at least you can send your father to the ground for peace." ”

He just nodded and didn't say anything more.

Late at night, three watches.

Su Qing slept soundly. She didn't have a good rest yesterday, and the fatigue accumulated to today; today she saw Lu Sanchuan return safely, and her hanging heart finally let go, so that she was tired and sleepy, and at this time she was relieved, she was like a puddle of mud, spread on the bed.

Lu Sanchuan still kept his eyes open, listened to the movement in the room with both ears, heard Su Qing's slight snoring, confirmed that she was asleep, took out a piece of paper from his arms, pressed it under the teacup, and then glanced in the direction of the bed, and jumped out of the window.

The paper reads:

Miss Su, thank you for taking care of me for the past few days, now that my father's body has been found, I don't need to worry too much, but I am just worried about the funeral on the third day of the third month of March. After thinking about it, I still decided to hide in the deep forest alone and concentrate on sword practice, and asked Miss Su not to worry. On the third day of the third month of March, we will see you in Hanpo.

Although the letter said that he left to concentrate on sword training, it is undeniable that Zhang Ge's words have left a deep imprint on his heart. He already knew that the rivers and lakes were sinister, but he didn't know how sinister they were. For a person like Su Qing of unknown origin, it is better to be on guard.

Even though she has saved her life several times.

Lu Sanchuan rode his horse and galloped eastward, came to the edge of the city wall, and then jumped forward, took three steps on the city wall, and turned over the city wall.

Although it was dark, he didn't care, his legs ran tirelessly, without direction, without end, until at last he was weak.

He fell to the ground with a poof, slid forward for several feet before stopping, grabbed a handful of dirt with his right hand, and slammed it on the ground.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and kept smashing against the cold ground. But he didn't cry or scream, gritted his teeth, just smashed the ground.

With each punch, the resentment in his chest grew a little.

Twenty punches later, the cavity was already full of anger, and it was about to explode.

If I had studied martial arts earlier, my father would not have been like this! His body was exposed for more than 30 days before he was finally able to enter the coffin!

He hated himself for being incompetent, and even more so for his cowardice.

Coward!

He let out a loud shout, sprang to his feet, and unsheathed his sword!

No matter what he is "depicting the sword and four phoenixes", what is his "bamboo shadow nine executions", it is to cut!

There were dry grass stalks around him, and he was cut in two with one sword, and before he could cry, he was cut down with two more swords, three swords.

Short grass stalks and twigs jumped around him.

He wasn't enough, so he came up with the idea of the thick trunk.

The iron sword scraped the bark of the tree, sword after sword, and the sound of "jingle bell" was endless, and at first hearing, it was like a musical instrument beating a drum, and after a while, the sound of "ding bell" became more and more rapid.

"Ahh

I heard him scream, and swept his sword towards the trunk, which was unharmed, but the long sword broke in two.

He finally stopped, panting.

The ground was full of smudges under his feet.

After a few moments, he took a deep breath, threw away the broken sword, jumped up the trunk of the tree, and sat down.

The night sky is clear and starry.

He looked up, but suddenly "fluttered" and shook his head again and again.

"Lu Sanchuan, Lu Sanchuan, a month ago, you said that you didn't want to set foot in the treacherous rivers and lakes, but now, you have been involved with many celebrity predecessors one after another, and even caused a lot of trouble. You first seriously injured the son of Daynd, and then killed two members of the Purple Gold Gang in a row. Not only that, but you also have an unclear relationship with the notorious Yan Nu. This... This..."

He smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

The next day, the morning light first appeared, and Lu Sanchuan also woke up, his eyes were hazy and he was about to jump off the branches, and suddenly he saw a gray wolf below, with his head up, and saliva was constantly flowing down.

He didn't know when the gray wolf came, but he could see that the gray wolf's eyes were green, and it was obvious that he hadn't eaten for days. Fortunately, he slept on a tree branch, and if he had been lying on the ground, he would have become a meal for the gray wolf.

He stared at the gray wolf, and was thinking about a way, when his stomach suddenly gurgled.

"Ahh

He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, and when he opened them again, it was no longer a gray wolf under the tree, but a fragrant roasted wolf.

Lu Sanchuan made a good idea in his heart and jumped down against the trunk of the tree.

When the gray wolf saw Lu Sanchuan falling, he bent his two hind legs and was about to jump.

Lu Sanchuan slammed on the trunk of the tree with his legs, and his body popped forward a few feet away, and when he fell to the ground, he quickly made Qianling take a false step, picked up the broken sword, and cut off the wolf's head with a sword.

The stomach "growled" twice.

He turned his head to look around, and saw a dry stump on the ground not far away, so he picked up a thin branch and a little dry grass, walked to the stump, and cut a small shallow pit in the stump with his broken sword, and then sharpened one end of the thin branch.

He folded and folded the hay and stuffed it into and around the pit, then inserted the tip of the thin branch into the pit, rubbed the other end of the branch with both hands, and used it to "drill wood for fire."

After a while, the hay was on fire.

He also gathered some hay so that the fire would not be extinguished, and gradually added dry branches, etc.

When he had eaten his fill, he covered the charcoal ashes with earth to prevent them from recurring.

Only then did Lu Sanchuan have the strength to look at the surrounding situation.

It's a forest.

There are not many trees, they are sparse. Light yellow leaves can't cover the dark yellow earth.

He glanced around and knew that he was in the mountains and forests east of Shiyan, so he picked up the broken sword, inserted it into its scabbard, and went deeper.

The mountains are a little high, about a thousand feet.

Lu Sanchuan performed light skills, ran wildly for half an hour, had seen a faint mist, guessed enough in his heart, stepped on a big stone with both feet, and turned up a heel, but saw a stone cave built up by several large stones, and the hole mouth was about one zhang high.

The cave is quite shallow, and the sun shines at the end, only two feet, but as a place to stay, it is just right.

But the long sword has been broken, how can I practice the sword in this deep mountain?

He remembered that Lu Benchi had given him a wooden knife, and after a moment of silence, he sharpened a wooden sword with a broken sword, and carved the word "Chuan" on the hilt.

In the afternoon, he practiced his sword at the entrance of the cave.

It is Professor Liu Qiang's "Nine Executions of Bamboo Shadows", starting from "the wind blowing and moving", through "Colorful Bamboo Sea", "Thousands of Howling Songs", "Hundred Chisel Weaving Forest", "Vicissitudes of Life", "One Arrow Piercing the Heart", "Wave Sky and Bright Moon", "Giant Pioneering", and finally "Single-mindedness".

There are a total of nine moves in the nine executions of Bamboo Shadow, and the moves are closely interlocked, and there is no gap.

If you make "A Thousand Howling Songs" first, you can use the remaining eight moves as a follow-up.

If you make "Bo Tian Haoyue" first, you can also use the remaining eight moves as a backhand.

"Bamboo Shadow Nine Executions" is Liu Qiang's painstaking work, which took more than ten years of painstaking research, but it was taught to Lu Sanchuan like this.

Lu Sanchuan originally didn't know the mystery, and according to Professor Liu Qiang's order, he used them one by one, and when the sword was like flowing water, he suddenly had a whimsy, so he first made a move "Wind Blows and Shadows", and then "Willfully Went His Own Way", which was not abrupt at all.

He couldn't help but be taken aback, stared at the wooden sword in his hand for a long time, thought that he had made the wrong sword move, so he picked up the sword and resumed. Still so.

This time, he just stayed for a while, his mind was surging, first making a move "Juli Pioneering", followed by "Hundred Chisels and Weaving Forests", but there was still no abruptness, and he was flat.

He suddenly realized, and thought in his heart: Since Senior Liu is one of the "Five Masters", his martial arts must be superb, and there must be a mystery in his swordsmanship that is difficult for ordinary people to grasp.

He disrupted the nine moves, messed up randomly, and acted willfully, and it was gushing endlessly, and it was really "the water of the Yellow River came up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning".

As if he had discovered a peerless treasure, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the laughter lingered in the mountains and forests for a long time.

At this time, there are only ten days left before the third day of the third month of March.

After practicing the Bamboo Shadow Nine Executions, he sat on the spot and took out the silk silk from his arms.

It is the "Four Phoenixes of Swords" given by He An.

Lu Sanchuan had never competed with Lin Zhongli in swordsmanship, so he naturally didn't know how to draw the sword and the three winds, but if he could defeat He An, he would not be idle.

He is not He An, so it is naturally difficult to know the full meaning of "depicting the sword and the four phoenixes".

He scratched his scalp, looked at the four villains on the silk for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Xu didn't know it.

On that day, in the East Fence Villa, he flapped his wings to drive the wind with one move, and blocked Xu Zhi's extremely sharp sword with danger.

Lu Sanchuan made a gesture with his hand, and remembered that after he blocked the sword, he used the second move of "Drawing the Sword and the Four Phoenixes", which was a sharp claw to break the wind.

He used the two fingers of his left hand as a sword, stabbed diagonally upward, and then glanced at the silk silk and saw "Golden Beak Pounding the Wind".

The golden beak probably refers to the phoenix's mouth, and as for the wind...

He glanced at the villain on the silk, and the tip of the sword in the villain's hand was slightly pointing downward.

"First up, then down?

He assumed that someone was stabbing with a sword, and the speed of the sword was very fast, so he "flapped his wings to drive away the wind" to fight the danger, and then made his claws break through the wind and stab diagonally upward.

He expected that the other party would definitely hold the sword from the bottom to the top of the frame, so he tried to break it with the "golden beak to make the wind", but he couldn't break it anyway.

"Do you want to use the fourth move, 'Phoenix Wings Sky Flying'?"

He looked at the silk, but saw that the villain on the silk was holding three swords, the tips of the three swords were forward at the same time, and a line of crooked and slanted small characters was written under the villain, "Not my way, take it into the way, enter my reason, for my reason, punish the appearance of the sky, and draw the three winds of the sword."

Lu Sanchuan couldn't help frowning, and blurted out: "What's this mess?"