"Have you eaten enough?" the Blood Bodhisattva asked softly, looking at the little beggar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before waiting for the translation, the little beggar replied in fluent Zhao Guoguan.

"I'm full, I've been gnawing on the bark for three days, and my husband often teaches me not to eat the food that comes to me, and I will definitely pay you back this meal in the future!"

"Huh, your little beggar turned out to be a girl, or is it a Zhao person, who is your husband?" Feng Huixue asked curiously when he heard the little beggar's voice delicate, obviously a girl.

"Of course I'm a girl! My husband is amazing! Although your swordsmanship seems to be able to see through my thoughts, my husband can take you in with one move!" the little beggar was full of oil, and when he talked about this gentleman, he danced excitedly.

"What you used just now was the Sancai Sword Technique? Are you Nangong Shumad?"

The Blood Bodhisattva suddenly grabbed the little beggar's arm, startling the little beggar. Just looking at his sword technique and blood Bodhisattva, he vaguely saw a little bit of Duanrui.

"Hmm...... What the...... What is the Sancai sword...... I don't know......" The little beggar hesitated, and he didn't know if he was frightened or what's wrong.

"You tell the truth with your sister, and my sister buys you something delicious. The Blood Bodhisattva smiled softly, it looked so beautiful, even the translator next to him was stupid, and a lot of saliva flowed out.

"Buy...... I don't know if I buy something delicious!" the little beggar suddenly hardened.

The Blood Bodhisattva coaxed for a long time, and the little beggar was resolute. The Blood Bodhisattva's face sank: "Okay, since you don't know, then there is nothing to eat, but you have to pay for this meal." ”

If the little beggar had money, how could he come and grab food? When he heard that he had to pay, he immediately burst into tears again, and he was about to cry out.

"Alas...... That's it, count me unlucky, you can go. "The Blood Bodhisattva is just scaring and scaring her, how do you know that this child's family is so crying, maybe she really doesn't know anything.

The little beggar was relieved, and as soon as the Blood Bodhisattva let her go, he ran away.

The night is the same everywhere, as dark as ink, and the bright moon is particularly bright.

A gray-haired, scruffy man sits on a tall, straight spruce branch, holding a flask in his hand, looking up at the thick moonlight.

Beneath him was a ruined temple that had been forgotten for centuries.

A thin figure walked in, sat on the ground and hugged his knees, sat and sit, and after a while, began to cry.

The scruffy man looked at the small figure and sighed.

But his eyes lit up, and he found that someone was following this small figure not far away. Looking at the person who was following him, he fell into the memory.

There was once a skinny child who apprenticed to various sects, but was rejected again and again. There is only one reason, the muscles and bones are too poor.

But he never gave up and traveled all over the country. Falling again and again to getting up again and again.

One morning, as soon as the sky was dawning, the child had already gotten up and practiced basic swordsmanship with a beautifully made wooden sword, although the moves were very non-standard, but very serious.

The sloppy man was moved by the sincerity of this eight-year-old child, and although he was not a martial arts practitioner, he still accepted him as a big disciple.

Who would have thought that this child, who was originally looked down upon by the various sects, would have figured out his own swordsmanship and martial arts, and his talent was so high that he turned out to be a founding figure!

Yes, judging from ordinary martial arts, this child's muscles and bones are indeed extremely different. The sloppy man's three-talent swordsmanship, he has always been difficult to get started. But the world has long been bound by tradition, and even sloppy men secretly sigh that martial arts can still be practiced like this.

In just five years, at the age of thirteen, he created a prototype of swordsmanship suitable for himself. This set of swordsmanship originates from the sword theory of the Sancai swordsmanship, and draws on the essence of the moves in it to form a set of swordsmanship suitable for him!

After another three years, his self-created swordsmanship was basically formed, sweeping the invincible opponents of the young generation, and even abducted the imperial city chief Emperor Ji and eloped, which provoked Long Yan to be furious and chased him for thousands of miles. This year, he was only sixteen years old.

Later, he was trapped by love and begged for death. When he was twenty years old, he basically completed his swordsmanship, entrusted his five-year-old sister to his master, and then entered the Western Regions alone to stab the Demon Sect.

However, maybe he shouldn't have come to this mortal world in the first place, or maybe he was too good to attract the jealousy of the heavens, and finally met such a terrifying person and unfortunately fell. Maybe the entire Demon Sect couldn't accept him, so the genius sent a god-killing man......

The scruffy man's figure moved, and he disappeared into the spruce.

"No confusion, I love you deeply until death. An old voice suddenly sounded behind the Blood Bodhisattva, and the startled Blood Bodhisattva hurriedly drew his sword and retreated.

"Oh, what? Is it because I'm so old that you don't recognize me anymore?"

"Yi Mu has seen Wenren's predecessors. Seeing the person who came, the Blood Bodhisattva immediately bowed his hand.

"Alas...... You and my good apprentice were originally in love, but in the end they separated due to a misunderstanding. One has become a murderous blood bodhisattva, and the other ...... Alas......" Wen Renyu couldn't help but sigh when he thought of his proud big disciple.

Wen Ren Yu was uninhibited by nature, and he was originally reluctant to accept apprentices, but he made an exception to accept Nangong Wufu. Later, Wu Confusion entrusted his sister to him and said that he was going to do a big thing, and let him take care of it for the time being. Wen Renyu only knew that he was going to attack and kill the demon sect demons, but he didn't know that he was crazy and went to the Western Regions.

Wen Renyu jokingly said: "I'm not good at taking care of children, if you don't come back, your sister will become a little beggar by then!"

"There's no misunderstanding, I have long had nothing to do with that negative man. The Blood Bodhisattva's face was cold, and his voice seemed to come from under the ice of ten thousand years.

Wen Renyu wanted to say something, but was stopped by the Blood Bodhisattva reaching out.

"Needless to say, after so many years, I have already had an idea in my heart. ”

It was Nangong Shufang who was sitting in the small temple and crying, after she was taken to Great Xia, Wen Renyu didn't care about her, even the clothes on her body were stolen by herself, except that she would come to teach her swordsmanship every once in a while, and only when she was dying of hunger did she appear to give her something to eat.

At night, the frenzy thinks of his brother. She has always been protected by her brother, and her brother will try to help her get whatever she wants, and her brother will make it for himself when she wants to eat. Thinking of this, Shu Madness couldn't help crying.

She faintly heard the sound of someone talking, wiped her tears from her dirty clothes, and stood up and walked towards the voice.

After a while, the madness saw the Blood Bodhisattva and Wen Renyu.

"Okay, then I'll not talk about it. I heard that the Blood Bodhisattva Sword is very powerful, and I think that when I saw you back then, you were still a weak woman, but now you are faintly about to become a new Sword Saint. Wen Renyu also saw the madness, but ignored her.

"Don't dare, don't dare, Yi Mu just walks on the left side of the door, where can he compare with the sword of Wenren's predecessors. "The Blood Bodhisattva is also very humble, after all, Wen Renyu is really her elder.

"Haha, if you have nothing to do late at night, just play with me. Wen Renyu waved his hand casually as he spoke, and the sword qi cut down two branches, one long and one short.

The Blood Bodhisattva couldn't help but wonder when he heard that Ren Yu actually had a branch in one hand, although the Sancai Sword used the sword alternately with both hands, it was always a sword that could be used. Why do you hear about your predecessors now...... Thinking of this, the Blood Bodhisattva suddenly seemed to remember something, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Nangong Shu Madness! Today you officially become my second disciple Wen Renyu, are you willing?" Wen Ren Yu has a long branch in his right hand and a short branch in his left hand, looking at the Blood Bodhisattva, but he asked about Shu Madness.

In terms of ordinary martial arts, the muscles and bones of the madness are much higher than those of the unconfused. But this is not to say that the muscles and bones of the madness are good, but the muscles and bones of the unconfused are too bad. Because she is a sister who is not confused, Wen Renyu can be said to be strict in swordsmanship.

When he was ten years old, he was able to defeat the sixteen-year-old Qin Shiyu in swordsmanship. But this is actually nothing to be proud of, Wen Renyu is a sword saint, an opponent of that level, his disciples should win easily, but it is so difficult to be mad.

The madness was stunned by this question. He has followed Wen Renyu for so many years, and Wen Renyu taught her swordsmanship, but she is not allowed to call him master, only sir. So the madness turned out to be stupid.

After a moment of silence, the madness reacted, and hurriedly knelt down: "Master!

"Hahaha! Okay, I Wen Renyu only has two disciples in his life, and he is still a brother and sister. You can take a good look at it, for the teacher to pass on a set of swordsmanship to you today, called Liangyi Sancai Sword!" As he spoke, Wen Renyu had already rushed away.

"This set of swordsmanship uses long and short swords, the long sword can attack and defend from afar, and the short sword can protect the body and kill the enemy in close quarters. The long and short swords can form two non-injury circles and form their own formations. This swordsmanship originated from the Sancai Sword of the teacher, and it was modified by your brother Nangong Wufu. ”

Wen Renyu's two branches danced unhappily, but the two swords complemented each other, and they were much faster than a single fast sword. One sword unloads the opponent's attack and defense, and the other sword can attack and kill. This kind of sticky sword technique is as continuous as a meat grinder. Even the Blood Bodhisattva who took the lead in the cave was beaten and had no power to fight back.

"The Liangyi Sancai Sword has different moves according to each person's situation. Sword moves are ever-changing, and as the sword theory changes, you need to be enlightened by yourself. The same swordsmanship, your brother uses one look, I use one look, and you use it another. This is your brother's kendo, a flexible and unfettered kendo!"

This swordsmanship is really as ever-changing as Wen Renyu said, just now I saw Wen Renyu with his arms staggered like a pair of scissors, he used the branch in his right hand to block the attack on the left, and his left hand followed the attack of the Blood Bodhisattva in the same direction to attack the Blood Bodhisattva. The arm was thrown out again, and it was another sharp attack.

"It varies from person to person, and each person uses a different sword, with different lengths and shapes. Your brother's sword has numerous serrated barbs, the front half of which is pulled back and the back half of which is pushed outward. This allows you to firmly control your opponent's blade and kill them with a short sword at close range. ”

Saying that, Wen Renyu's hands exchanged long and short branches, and the long branch sticky word in his left hand firmly controlled the sword of the Blood Bodhisattva, and the short branch in his right hand was cut off closely. The Blood Bodhisattva's figure flashed sideways, and his eyes stared at Wen Renyu's wrist.

Suddenly, the Blood Bodhisattva's gaze froze, and his backhand spun violently.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the long branches of the human feather were cut off by the Blood Bodhisattva.

Wen Renyu was startled, and hurriedly dodged and retreated. He stood dumbfounded, looking at the broken branch in his hand.

"You don't have any swordsmanship at all, but you know how to strike first. This kind of swordsmanship that goes against the sky should not appear in this world. Wen Renyu said lightly.

"No matter how powerful my sword is, it is still not as good as the predecessors of Wenren, the branches are brittle and soft, so I can cut it, if it is a real sword, it will be another story. "The Blood Bodhisattva is not a proud person, and although her swordsmanship is powerful, it is also a fact that she is not able to defeat Wen Renyu.

"Hahahaha!"

Wen Renyu kept staring at the branch, and he saw the movement of his hand after seeing the opportunity, and suddenly seemed to understand something, so he laughed.

"You and my unconfused disciple are really a perfect match, both of them have stepped out of the shackles of ordinary martial arts, and both have created a move against the sky!"

"I'll say it again! I have nothing to do with your guilty disciple, if you talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The Blood Bodhisattva was furious when he heard this.

Wen Renyu was silent for a long time

Scold......

Wen Renyu finally laughed, but suddenly said in a deep voice: "I have to serve the old man...... Girl, you go back first, I know your intentions, tomorrow, see me on the mountain. ”