Chapter 18: The First Sword in the World
Xue Xiaoren, the second young master of Xue Jiazhuang, and Xue Yiren's younger brother, is an identity that is envied by countless people in the rivers and lakes, but he feels extremely uncomfortable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Because all his achievements are overwhelmed by the brilliance of the "No. 1 Swordsman in the World" Xue Yiren, no matter what he does, others will not applaud him, only the "No. 1 Swordsman in the World", if he achieves something, it should be, because he is the younger brother of the "No. 1 Swordsman in the World", if he occasionally does something wrong, it will become extremely sinful, because everyone will think that he has lost his brother's person.
Xue Yiren has expected too much from him since he was a child, he has restrained Xue Xiaoren too strictly, and the depth of love is not exempt from responsibility, he knows that the achievements of this life will never be able to beat his own brother, but he is unwilling to bow to fate, he wants to resist, but under the constraints of Xue Yiren, he does not dare to act rashly, so he came up with a wonderful way to "pretend to be crazy", so that others are not paying attention to him, and let others be disappointed in him, so that he can be free and do what he wants.
So, in order to enjoy the power of power, and to compensate for the anger he received from his brother, he secretly created a group of killers.
And Xue Yiren has also become a taboo in Xue Xiaoren's heart, and what he hates most is that others compare him with his own brother.
Yue Que didn't care that Xue Xiaoren interrupted him, and then said, "I'll let you see what the real peerless sword technique is, Mingzhu." ”
Hearing Yue Que's words, Zuo Mingzhu took a step forward, and put his right hand on the hilt of the sharp sword hanging from his waist.
At the moment when Zuo Mingzhu's hand touched the hilt of the sword, a trace of the sword that seemed to be swept by the wind and clouds and swept Kyushu was on her body, and it converged towards the sharp sword at her waist.
Xue Xiaoren's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hilt of the sword in his hand became stronger and stronger.
"Breeze Tribulation!"
The cold sword qi has highlighted the endless killing power since the sword was unsheathed, and the edge of the sword pierced the sky, and the top of the canopy suddenly changed.
The astonishing sword qi slashed into the sky, like the shape of a crescent moon, bursting out from the blade of the sword, cold as water, carrying the terrifying power of leveling the heavens and the earth.
The sword is an ordinary sword, but when this sword is chopped, what appears in Xue Xiaoren's eyes is the cold nine-day bright moon, a beautiful sword, like a bright moon, the sword falls, that is, the bright moon falls.
At this moment, Xue Xiaoren condensed all the essence and spirit of his whole body on the sword in his hand, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a curtain of light.
The tip of the sword breaks through the wind, sharp as a whistle.
The trees and leaves in the yard began to sway, trembling and making unbearable noises of pressure.
"Zheng!"
Sharp voice, sonorous to the ear.
Bang!
At this time.
The moment the swords intersected, a huge sonic boom sounded, and the stone slabs on the ground began to crack gradually.
Click!
The dust dissipated, Zuo Mingzhu's face turned pale, and the hand holding the long sword was shaking.
This was due to the loss of strength, because her skill was not enough to fully exert the full power of this sword move, and this forced use of it depleted the internal force in her body.
Xue Xiaoren was not much better than Zuo Mingzhu, although his face was covered by a mask, but a small amount of blood spilled out under the mask, dripping to the ground, obviously suffering internal injuries.
Xue Xiaoren took a long time before he asked, "Qingfeng Tribulation?"
Yue Que put one hand against Zuo Mingzhu's vest, channeling internal force into her body, helping her replenish her vitality, and then replied, "Yes, one of the five sword techniques I created myself. ”
Xue Xiaoren's eyes froze, and his eyes showed incredulity: "Self-created?"
"Do you want to learn? I can teach you. ”
Xue Xiaoren didn't speak anymore when he heard this, he pondered for a long time, and said, "What do I need to give?"
Yue Que smiled: "It's so comfortable to talk to smart people, have you ever heard of the Shadow Assassin?"
Xue Xiaodao: "I've heard that these people are not easy to provoke, I have encountered them once before." ”
Yue Que said: "I will pass on some stealth assassination techniques to make your killer group stronger, and you can help me find out the news of the shadow assassin and the 'sword demon'." ”
Seeing that Xue Xiaoren didn't speak, Yue Que said again: "I will first teach you the stealth assassination technique and the 'Qingfeng Tribulation', and when you find out useful information, I will pass on the remaining tricks to you." ”
After finishing speaking, he condensed his voice into a line and taught Xue Xiaoren the promised spells and sword moves.
Xue Xiaoren silently remembered Yue Que's words in his heart, and memorized them silently several times in his heart, until he remembered them all, and then he said: "A month later, wait for my news." ”
Yue Que smiled: "I believe you can easily find me, and after a month, I will wait for your news." ”
Xue Xiaoren nodded, saluted Yue Que with a fist, jumped in shape, and walked out of the courtyard in the blink of an eye.
Zuo Mingzhu said: "Isn't Childe afraid that he won't admit it?"
Yue Que shook his head and said, "He wants to surpass his brother and prove that he is stronger than Xue Yiren, and I am his only chance." It's like a blind man who has been blind for many years, and suddenly someone tells him that he has a chance to see again, and this opportunity is still very certain, no matter what the conditions are, the blind man will firmly grasp this opportunity and not let go. ”
In fact, he didn't say another purpose, that is, since these shadow assassins were related to the Four Gates of Heaven and Earth, Wind and Thunder, they would definitely recognize his sword moves.
Zuo Mingzhu said again: "Childe really plans to teach him the 'Four Phases Tribulation'?"
Yue Que said with a smile: "Then he also needs to have a life study, I believe that some people will help me solve theirs." ”
Zuo Mingzhu nodded, as if he understood something in his heart.
"Go and rest, although you have lost your sword moves, I believe that your gains today will definitely be not small. Yue Que walked towards his small building with his hands in his hands.
Zuo Mingzhu also walked to her small building, today is the first time she has used the sword move in the "Four Phase Tribulation", and she has gained a lot.
Xuejiazhuang.
The scale of Xue Yiren's manor is not as grand as the "Throwing Cup Villa", but the style is more quaint, although the furnishings in the hall are not gorgeous, but it is really spotless, there is no dust on the window lattice, there is no fallen leaf in the yard, although it is early in the morning, there are already people sprinkling and sweeping the courtyard.
"Who are you and what's going on in Xuejiazhuang?" an old man looked at Yue Que and Zuo Mingzhu who were standing in front of the village, and stepped forward to ask.
Yue Que said: "Tell Master Xue Zhuang for trouble, just say that Yue Que is visiting." ”
The old housekeeper asked again: "'Immortal' Yue Que?"
"Exactly. ”
The old butler looked at Yue Que for a while, and then said, "Wait a minute, two of you." ”
After a while, the old butler returned.
"You two come with me, the owner is waiting for you. ”
Xuejiazhuang is also built on the mountain, the blue mountain range, winding into the back mountain, sometimes the fog in the garden is almost visible and the clouds on the top of the mountain are together.
Yue Que and Zuo Mingzhu walked on the gravel road, followed behind the old housekeeper, and passed through the back garden, there were no bright flowers and trees in the garden, and every pavilion and stone had an elegant and clumsy meaning.
On an autumn morning, the wind was not cold, but the sky was high, and they walked into the verdant bamboo forest, and the dew condensed on the bamboo leaves, like pearls inlaid on the jade.
At the end of the bamboo forest, there is a foothill, and on the moss-stained wall, there is an ancient iron gate, which looks solid and heavy.
The old butler stopped when he walked here, he bowed down and said, "The owner of the village is inside, please come in." ”