Bai Xiaojian shook his head with a smile, and said to Xiao Wu, I don't know how to feel it, I don't know how to express this feeling, I just know that this is a feeling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Bai Xiaojian's words came out, Xiao Wu's chubby face was immediately covered with a look of doubt, and he didn't know what to do, as if he had just turned one hundred and eighty circles, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't even find the southeast and northwest, and he looked very cute,

I still don't understand, brother......

Bai Xiaojian sighed helplessly and said, "You will know slowly in the future, I am going to see the master, you yourself should come back quickly, I will leave first."

Ah, brother, won't you come with me?

No, you can walk slowly in the back by yourself, I want to go and see what the master is looking for me first!

Oh, then you go, I'll follow you.

Well, then I'm leaving. After that, the figure flashed a few feet away, and the slight step had already flashed out, leaving only a dreamlike white shadow behind him to slowly disappear, and the body was fast.

When the figure of worshiping Xiao Jian left Xiao Wu's sight, Xiao Wu sighed softly and said in a low voice, Senior Brother, if you practice swordsmanship like yours, how good it would be, then or you will not be angry with other senior brothers, but the last sentence is very low and almost inaudible.

In a house in the courtyard of the Sword Sect, an old man with nearly six years of hair but still black sat on a chair made of nanmu, holding an ancient book in his hand, reading carefully, the cigarettes in the incense burner slowly spread in the air, scattered, until they disappeared, the whole room was quiet, except for the old man's occasional chirping of the book, there was no superfluous sound.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw the old man put the ancient book in his hand on the table next to him, and said out of thin air in a hoarse and neutral voice, Come in, as soon as the words fell, the door of the red-painted room opened, and a young man dressed in white slowly walked in.

Master, are you looking for me?

The old man nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to the man in white, and pulled up a chair on the slope for him to sit down.

After the young man sat down, he said, "Xiaofeng, how many years have you been studying art with your teacher?"

This young man called Xiaofeng worships Xiaojian, and when he returns to his master, it will be seven years in a month.

After the old man heard Bai Xiaojian say the words seven years, a look that seemed to be painful and unbearable flashed in the depths of his eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he returned to the ancient and unwavering eyes before, and those painful and unbearable looks seemed to have never appeared.

That...... That...... The old man seemed to have something to say to Bai Xiaojian, but he didn't know what to say, so he always retracted when the words came to his mouth.

Bai Xiaojian also saw the strangeness of the master, and said, "Master, you have treated me like your own parents all these years, thinking about me everywhere and taking care of me everywhere. I will never forget what you taught me day and night, although you are my master, but in my eyes, you are no longer my teacher. You have already become my other father, no matter what happens in the future, you will always be my master, my father.

When Bai Xiaojian was saying something, there was no excited tone, no touching words, no crying voice, just like chatting with others, flat, flat. If these words are said to another person, then this person will think that Bai Xiaojian is telling a story, or talking in the vernacular, because there is no one in his words, and there is no tone and demeanor that people can hear a little bit of gratitude.

But these words were not like this to the old man's ears, if anyone in the Sword Sect said these words to him, he would not believe them, and if they said anything out of the blue, he would think it was a fart. But Bai Xiaojian is different, these seven years of getting along, let him deeply understand that worship Xiaojian is a person, do what he says, seven years of life, although worship Xiaojian did not promise any promises, but the longer people get along with him, I don't know why, they will slowly involuntarily know and believe, as long as he promises to you, then even if the sky is about to fall, he will do his promise, like his innate nature, the more plain he says, the more heartfelt it is for him.

Okay, good, the old man even said a few good words, as a teacher did not see the wrong person, I know that you think I am kind to you, but I didn't expect that in your heart my teacher will be as you said, I am very pleased to be a teacher, and I am very happy.

The old man grabbed the armrests of the Nanmu chair tightly with both hands, and the back of his hand trembled slightly, as if the tighter he gripped it, the more he could give him the courage to speak out, but ...... But...... With a creak, a crack suddenly appeared on the handrail that was held by the hand, and with the appearance of the crack in the handrail, the old man's face also looked at the oblique side and said gloomily, But I'm sorry for you,

Bai Xiaojian didn't seem surprised by this old man's words, and there were not too many changes in expression on his face, only a trace of sadness quickly disappeared in his eyes, master, do you want to tell me a rule of the Sword Sect?

The old man's body shook, and his eyes looked straight into Bai Xiaojian's eyes, do you know that Zonggui?

Yes, I know.

When?

Three years ago, the Classics Pavilion.

The old man was shocked, on the election day three years ago?

Well, I've seen it all.

The old man's face was instantly angry, and he said, "Do you know that you are digging your own grave, and this sect will bring you death."

Bai Xiaojian, turned his head to look at a piece of flowers and plants outside the window, and said softly: It doesn't matter, I don't care, in the past eighteen years, I don't know where I came from, where I'm going, doing things I don't like every day, doing things I don't want to do, even if this kind of life is alive, what can I do?

The old man sighed, and understood what he had said, what a painful thing it was to repeat it for seven years to a man who did not like swords. Comparing his heart to his heart, he didn't want to blame anything too much in this matter, after all, now he knows that the person who has seen this sect is the only one who worships Xiaojian, and it is impossible for him to speak up to others, and he is a very wise child, and it is impossible to make that kind of low-level mistake and inform others. Now he just wanted to know, how could he see this sect return in the Classics Pavilion, as far as he knew, this sect return had been kept by the sect master, how could it be placed in the Classics Pavilion.

You just said that you saw this sect in the Classics Pavilion, how did you see it?

Bai Xiaojian turned around and said, on the day of the election three years ago, I had no talent for swordsmanship, and in the face of countless swordsmanship, I didn't just choose something, but I unintentionally saw a book in a corner, which was written by Bai Xingchuan.

On the first page of that book, this unknown sect is written, and there is a set of footwork behind this sect.

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "It turns out that he told you, providence, really providence." Everyone in the world knows that the masters in the Sword Sect are like clouds, and they can produce many people, but they don't know how much unknown cruelty there is behind this, and this rule of ascending to the sky alone doesn't know how many people will do nothing in their lives, how many people have fallen into the devil's way, and how many people have no progress in their lives, and they will never come out.

The old man seems to have fallen into memory, a thousand years ago, the eighth sect master of the Sword Sect, Yun Fengzi, was gifted since he was a child, and any difficult and difficult swordsmanship came to his hands, as if there were gods in the help, it became simple, handy, and powerful, and the power was still more than that, at a young age, he applauded countless flowers, and his cultivation has reached a small success, proud of his talent, proud of his strength, proud of his status, in just a few years, his pride is infinitely expanded, thinking that all people in the world are inferior to him, he thinks that this world is the world of the strong, only powerful people can be worthy of surviving in this world, just when he became the sect master of the Sword Sect, set this rule of ascending to the sky.

The rules of ascending to the sky, which means ascending to the sky, are limited to seven years, stepping on the sky, falling into slavery, the sword sect is not dead, this is not dead, the ruler is the suzerain of the sword sect, and the person who acts the rules is the deputy sect of the sword sect. Those who fail to pass the sword test will be exiled to the mountain and left to fend for themselves, and those who are not selected will never know that they have lived for seven years

The peak will be an ancient peak of the Sword Sect.

Those who were exiled down the mountain, there are many people who have no achievements in this life, but three hundred years ago, there was a person, he didn't like the way of the sword, any sword exercises, how he practiced can not be successful, all the people think he is a waste person, but do not want this person to love the body method, when he knows that he is difficult to do in the way of the sword, after failing to pass the sword test, he went down the mountain to study the body all day long, this person is also a genius, no one thought that he was covered by spiritual power in the case of the eyes and ears, after the sword sect lost the eight desolation array, with his own sense of footsteps

Fifty years later, he tried the sword peak again, and overheard the conversation of several elders, only to know that this sword sect is unknown, he was angry, with his painstaking study of decades of body method, and the then sword sect master, Yun Fengzi fought for three days and three nights, during the three days, no matter how much Yun Fengzi tried his best, he could not touch the corners of his clothes, three days later, Yun Fengzi's spiritual power had been consumed more than half, and his body was not as flexible as before, leaking a trace of a small flaw, so he flashed two heavy slaps, and walked away, Yun Fengzi watched his figure pull farther and farther, he had an empty body of swordsmanship, but there was nothing he could do about this person's body method, unreachable, ashamed and embarrassed Yun Fengzi.

After the war, he passed down the position of suzerain, and traveled all over the world by himself, seeking a way to break the step and wash away his shame.

Bai Xiaojian heard this, and he had already realized it in his heart, and said, Is the person the master said a hundred walks of the river?

The old man changed his posture for a long time before he said, Baixingchuan was the nickname given to him by the people of the world later, and he was actually called Lingkong. His body method is called 'Eight Steps of the Heavenly Remnant' One Step Eight Changes, Eight Eight Sixty-four Changes, Each Change Eight Styles, a total of five hundred and twelve styles, these five hundred and twelve styles set the strengths of hundreds of schools, the essence of the world's footwork, can be described as the body method in the body method, unfathomable. You just said that you saw a footwork written by a hundred walks, then it is very likely that it is the eight steps left in the sky.

Bai Xiaojian heard the master praise the eight steps of the heavenly remnant, and his heart couldn't help but be happy, and there was a trace of pride on his face that could not be concealed, but this can also be understood, although Bai Xiaojian usually does not smile and loves to be deep, but he is still a teenager after all, and what he gets when he is praised by others will definitely be the same as others, and he will be leisurely and complacent.

I couldn't help but open my mouth to confirm, master, is the eight steps of this day really as good as you said?

The old man saw his happy face, and he already knew in his heart that the footwork he practiced must be the eight steps that day, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice and be happy for him, but for his safety in the future, not to be taken advantage of by villains, he deliberately pretended to be serious on his face to give him a reminder,

You don't want to be happy too early, this day is extremely difficult to practice, without day and night of hard practice is difficult to achieve, and in the critical moment, must not be used indiscriminately, the truth of the guilt you should understand, this footwork will be seen by the villain will definitely want to stop as already there, at that time, it will bring you a lot of unwarranted disasters, even the disaster of killing is also possible.

The joy on Bai Xiaojian's face froze, and he secretly memorized what the master said in his heart, secretly blaming himself for not knowing how to be a man.

The old man saw that Bai Xiaojian had his own intentions, and he was secretly relieved in his heart, and said: Xiaofeng, you don't have to be too biased, everything varies from person to person, and you should do what you do.

Yes, Master, I know, but you said that the eight steps of the Heavenly Remnant are eight steps, so why do I only see four steps in that book?

Four steps?, the old man asked, standing up.

Yes, it's four steps, at first I thought that this Heavenly Remnant Eight Steps, it was eight steps, so the Classic Pavilion searched for a long time and didn't find another few steps, so I thought that the Heavenly Remnant Eight Steps was just four steps.

When the old man saw that Xiao Jian said this, he held his chin in his hand and said silently, "Why did he only leave four steps when he had eight steps?" Could it be that this spiritual void did not want people to learn his footwork? No, if this was the case, he would not have left the first four steps. Why only leave four steps? The old man couldn't think of it, and when he was about to give up, a flash of spiritual light flashed, and he thought of trying the sword peak, so it turned out that this was the case, the old man smiled slightly, and secretly said in his heart This spiritual space, it turned out to be a careful trick.

Bai Xiaojian saw that the master was first pondering and then laughing, and he knew that the master already had any answer, and couldn't help asking, Master, have you thought of anything?

The old man smiled and said, Actually, it's nothing, that Lingkong left a four-step body method at that time, naturally it was his intention, if you are lucky enough to be able to meet him in the future, then you can tell him that you are trying the sword peak to come down, I believe he should give you the last four steps of the body method.