Wentu thought it was a hidden weapon or something, and jumped back suddenly, looking down and staring at it, it was a book, tawny pages, stained with sweat, and four words written on it: Supreme Sword Technique!

He has read countless books and novels, and knows that this is nothing more than the kind of thing that makes the protagonist soar at a critical moment, which is nothing more than portraying the appearance of an ugly villain, playing tricks, writing experiences, trying to rewrite the life of the hero and heroine, but he secretly said in his heart: I am from the modern world, this thing is outdated, there is a sanda world, and there are pistols and bombs that can't be beaten!

This must have been the old man who saw that he repeatedly wanted to enter the hut and threw it out for Wentu's pastime! In any case, he could not enter the wooden house, and the cold wind kept blowing the books on the ground, so he took advantage of the situation to see that there were no "villains" in it, it was full of words, and then he picked open the pages with the tip of his sword, and turned to the first page, which was a line of large characters:

The supreme sword technique means the top, and the sword is the bottom in the action!

Wentu is a book lover, words are food, greedy every day, books, online, as long as the eyes can be open, they are hungry and hungry to appreciate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Probably, this is the nature of the shuttle.

I can't enter the house, I can't see Fu Rou, so I just sit down and look at it.

The book does introduce a set of swordsmanship, no sect, no faction, no program and no leader, but from lifting the sword out of the sword, to swinging the sword and closing the sword, the introduction is extremely smooth, Wentu is greatly surprised, this is almost not like the people in the Southern Dynasty wrote!

According to the specificity of the person holding the sword, different starting points of the sword, swinging the sword and strength are used to obtain the greatest attack strength and the fastest speed, and the strength of the whole body is integrated into the mind, quoting different attack methods, long or short, strong or soft, or ruthless or fast......

In less than an hour, the whole book is read, which is still slowed down, and if it is a novel, it is over in a quarter of an hour.

Wentu felt that it was interesting, so he raised his sword, lifted the qi of the dantian, and suddenly twisted his body, according to the method of gathering ideas in the book, there was no sword and no one, and he forgot to come out, and a sword light floated out, Huo! The sword light was really sharp, and the thin snow on the ground was raised one after another, showing a semi-arc, revealing the sand and stone!

Look at yourself again, the back is straight, the right leg is stretched back, the left arm is arched and flattened, the palm is a beautiful plum blossom finger, the right arm can be put and retracted, very swordsman style, definitely belongs to the kind of people who do not know swordsmanship must clap their hands when they see it!

Hahaha!

Wentu laughed, as if he understood something, picked up the book again and read it, reading and comprehending it word for word, and the red picture in the distance tilted his head, staring at Wentu motionlessly.

The intention is to gather energy, the line is powerful, and the sword is arbitrary.

Wentu realized the essence of the supreme swordsmanship, everything is based on his own thoughts, control his own posture, and finally control the sword body, the biggest mystery is the move as the bottom, everything is based on his own strengths. The powerful ones attack accurately, and the agile ones are good at their speed, and explain different sword driving methods according to different strengths.

There was no movement on the other side of the wooden house, and Wentu had nothing to do, so he practiced the moves in the book. Sure enough, it was very useful, more direct than the bird sword, and even more domineering.

One word is long, with the intention to control the sword, with the power of the body's sudden stop, the sword energy swept forward, focusing on attacking the middle of the opponent, its speed is incomparable!

Exploring the moon is to pick up the sword and shoot, left or right, stabbing diagonally, sideways, attacking and defending, the force is in the lower plate, attacking the opponent's body from the bottom up;

Turning the river over the sea, leaning over and doing it, it was intended to be under the enemy's hands......

And all this, but by no means in the edge of the sword, but in the sword qi! Wentu played back and forth, there was no posture, but there was no way to do, so he had to start from the beginning, he had to start from the first page, the intention was to pull the meridians, luck and knot, meditate there to concentrate and control the qi pulse, and sit for a few hours......

Three days have passed, and the small house still has not opened.

Wentu ate and slept in the open, and had to rely on the supreme sword technique to resist the wind and cold, he sat on a rock with his eyes closed, and let the strong wind blow his body, and a thin shield had been gathered outside his body. Suddenly, Ventu opened his eyes suddenly, and he thought of the bird, and remembered his "bird sword"—if the bird pecked at the insects in the distance, it would have more beautiful wings, and if it was delayed for even half a second, the insects might fly far away, or be caught by other birds.

He jumped off the rock, drew his iron sword, completely abandoned his body technique, and let his mind control him, and performed the supreme sword technique!

Pieces of light and shadow, no sword can be seen, the snow around the dancer is far away, as if a whirlwind gradually spreads, and the red horse, provoked the BMW to hiss, and does not stop walking in place;

Wentu stopped, slowly retracted his thoughts, raised his left hand, the "Supreme Sword Technique" flew into the air, he jumped up, at the moment when the book fell, a sword light opened the title page, flashed on the line of words; the book fell to the ground, I don't know what the situation was inside, but many years later, the son of the king first got this book, opened the book, and found that in that line of words, the three words "in action" have been cut off!

It means up, the sword is down, and there is no line!

He saw that the snow around him was swept far away by the sword qi, and he swung out a circle of clearing, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Brother Wentu!" Fu Rou's voice suddenly sounded in the wooden house!

Although it was three days, it seemed like three years, and the sweet voice had been absent for a long time! Wentu was overjoyed, and the madman rushed to the wooden house, and he didn't care about being banged, and pushed open the wooden door, and the scene inside really startled him: the old man sat on a wooden plank, and his thick white hair stood up suddenly, and there was a cloud of white gas floating on it, and it seemed that his luck had been consumed a lot; Xiao Furou's face was ruddy, and he sat on top of a round stone with his jacket tightly wrapped, and he was looking for Wentu with his hands outstretched.

He rushed up with an arrow step, unaware of the tears in his eyes, and instantly hugged Fu Rou tightly in his arms, afraid that she would be robbed by others again, she was still so young, so she blocked a poison dart for her future husband, if she was hit by a dart, she would definitely not be able to come to the top of this snowy mountain.

Seeing Fu Rou's radiant face, Wentu looked at the old man again, whether he saw it or not, he also bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

"Who saved me?" Fu Rou asked quietly, her little hand clutching Wentu.

"It's an old man!"

"Old man?" Fu Rou seemed a little surprised.

"Wrong!" the old man suddenly spoke, opened his eyes with a frightened look, and hurriedly got up and bowed down, "Niangniang is above, Xiaoxian doesn't dare to be arrogant in vain, since ancient times, immortals have long respect, people have seniority, just call me Xiaoxian!"

Wentu was stunned, this person doesn't look like a madman, why is he incoherent?

"Xiaoxian?" Fu Rou smiled sweetly, "Will it be as handsome as Brother Wentu?" she said, stretching out her hands to touch the man.

"This can't be helped, it must be a torment of the little fairy!" the old man took a step back, and in a panic, he stroked his messy white hair, as if he was shy, and carefully combed the thick hair with his hands, but the hair was already wrinkled, and it could not be smoothed at all.

Seeing the appearance of the old immortal, Wentu hurriedly said: "Fu Rou, then, that little fairy is indeed very handsome." ”

Fu Rou nodded, and seemed to be beginning to paint a beautiful immortal in her mind.

Listening to it, Wentu felt that the old man called himself a little fairy, and he respected Fu Rou very much, and now he is Fu Rou's brother, and he must have a remarkable status, and he just finished filming the sycophant, and described the old man as ugly and handsome, so he was a little prodigal, and said to the old man without shame: "I am grateful to Fu Rou, eh, Fu Rou Niangniang's life-saving grace, but there is one more thing to ask for, that is, I heard that there is a Baizhi here, which can cure all diseases, and also cure her eye diseases, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"Hmph!" the old man let out a disdainful voice from his nostrils, rolled his eyes and glared at Wentu, then pursed his lips, and accidentally swept his eyes to Fu Rou, and immediately became solemn again.

Wentu was a little embarrassed when he touched his nose, but he didn't expect the old guy to not get in, so he hugged Fu Rou higher, as long as he saw himself, he could see Fu Rou, to prevent the old guy from kicking himself out again, turned around stupidly, put the "Supreme Sword Technique" on a stack of books, and didn't bother to read it again.

"It's really out of luck," the old man saw that Fu Rou and Wentu's faces were almost next to each other, so he simply closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the man in front of him anymore, "A generation of patriarchal law, there is no respect at all!"

There is a topic!

Wentu hurriedly greeted him and said: "It's just swordsmanship, respecting his ambition is better than respecting his deeds." ”

It worked, the old man's rolled white eyebrows moved slightly, and his mouth didn't move but he said: "Stab me with a sword!" Wentu's body trembled, not because of the meaning of the words, but because he obviously didn't see the opening of his mouth, where did this voice come from.

In the novels he has read, there are similar descriptions, but the immersive scene is still creepy, knowing that he can't refuse in this situation, he immediately put Fu Rou on one side, drew his sword and aimed at the old man, but that posture is not the appearance described in the swordsmanship, it is indeed like the preparation of a modern fencer before making a move.

"Brush" the sword stabbed at the old man.

Of course, it's a piercing of the sky, Wentu looks at it again, the old man is still in place, rubbing his eyes unconsciously, it can't be wrong - the old man is still dust around his buttocks, it can't be so fast, right?

It's really so fast!

At this time, the old man also opened his eyes, looked at Wentu and asked, "Where did you get such a fast sword technique?"

Ventu Mengquan, is it appreciation, or ridicule?

He was embarrassed not to answer, but when he saw the old man standing up, he picked up a wooden branch and shook his head to signal him to go out. He refused, and went out to be beaten.

"Brother Wentu," Fu Rou seemed to sense something, "what is the pretty fairy going to do?"

"He's going to compete with his brother, I'm ......" Wentu scratched his head a little embarrassed, "I can't beat him." "Indeed, there was no chance to make a move, and before I could see the action, the person was already crawling three feet away, although it didn't hurt or itch, but it was really embarrassing.

"He's a good person, he saved me, and the competition won't hurt you," Fu Rou began to tweet outward, it seems that women in the world have no hope for their brother's nest, and at the same time raised their voices and shouted, "Xiaoxian, don't hurt your brother......"

"Little fairy obeys!" outside, the old man happily agreed.

Wentu didn't know if the old man was stupid or for another reason, and almost laughed when he listened to this conversation.