It had been three days since Ling Shuang'er was rescued, and she had gradually recovered from that incident, with a smile on her face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Baby, how are you doing with the life-chasing sword, let me try it, old man. The little old man lay on the rocking chair and looked at Yu Wenxuan, who was stabbing his sword in the air, and said. Yu Wenxuan turned his head to glance at the little old man who was grinning at him, he didn't answer, but continued to stab his sword into the air.

From the beginning to the present, he still doesn't know the name and identity of the little old man, his martial arts are so strong that even the people in Dongchang don't dare to mess with him, just like Mr. Jinshui at the beginning, he is always so mysterious. And this old man seems to know Mr. Kinmizu.

Yu Wenxuan thought as he stabbed his sword. Watching the little old man lying on the rocking chair humming a little song and drinking wine, who would have known that such a little old man was a martial arts master. "Baby, what do you look at me, look at the girl, the old man is not good-looking!" The little old man found that Yu Wenxuan turned his head to look at him from time to time and shouted at him, hearing this, the corners of Yu Wenxuan's mouth twitched, but Ling Shuang'er ran to the house with a red face.

"Alas, why is this girl so shy!" The little old man was still smiling, Yu Wenxuan stabbed at him with a sword, but with a clamp of two fingers, the sword that stabbed was firmly clamped by the little old man with his fingers. Yu Wenxuan pumped hard, but the sword didn't move at all. "Baby, how can you sneak attack!" said the little old man with a grin.

Yu Wenxuan saw that his sword couldn't be drawn, so he kicked the little old man's face, the little old man went to the rocking chair, the rocking chair was raised, and the chair foot hit Yu Wenxuan's stomach directly, and again, the little old man lifted Yu Wenxuan up like an eagle catching a chicken, and with a wave of his hand, Yu Wenxuan flew out like this. He flipped a few times in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

"Alas~ The baby's body has improved, not like before when a dog would gnaw mud!" The little old man said with a smile, "When will you teach me your swordsmanship!" Yu Wenxuan stood up and looked at the old man and asked, "Your life-chasing sword, have you learned it?" The little old man asked rhetorically, "You will know if you try!" Yu Wenxuan picked up the sword and stabbed it like a little old man, and when the sword stabbed in front of the little old man's eyes, the trajectory suddenly changed, and it became a sweep.

The little old man had already seen his intentions, picked up a branch from the ground and hit Yu Wenxuan's sword directly, forcibly changing the direction of the sword, Yu Wenxuan immediately abandoned the sword, and slashed at the little old man with one hand.

The hand stopped in mid-air, because the little old man's branch was against his neck at some point, "Born as a swordsman, the sword is your other life, and if you lose the sword, you will lose your life." The little old man said coldly. "I, lost again. Yu Wenxuan sat on the ground weakly. He looked at the sword on the ground and was stunned, "From the moment you picked up the sword, you are no longer a boy of the Sikong family, but a swordsman!" Mr. Omizu's words rang in his ears again. Yu Wenxuan picked up the sword and pointed it at the little old man, "Come again!" With a loud roar, Yu Wenxuan rushed forward again.

Ling Shuang'er didn't know when she stood in the courtyard, she looked at Yu Wenxuan and the little old man competing with the sword, her eyes were full of tenderness.

At night, Yu Wenxuan came to the pine tree in the courtyard as usual, looking at the sword in his hand, his thoughts returned to when he was a child, when he was carefree, arguing with his father every day, now he only has this sword left, the sword was drawn, and he seemed to see his father chasing him again.

But there's no going back to the past, isn't it, let him pass the things that have passed, and there's no point in bringing it up again, the dead won't be resurrected, and the living will die sooner or later. Chasing the sword, my father practiced the swordsmanship of the living, but I can't practice the sword of the living, I still want to take revenge, a sword stabbed out will bring blood back to the sheath.

With a sigh, Yu Wenxuan looked at the speechless stars in the sky, full of sadness, "Baby, do you want to learn my mental method?" At this time, the little old man came to Yu Wenxuan's side with a wine jug and sat down. "What kind of trick do you have!" Yu Wenxuan picked up the little old man's wine jug and took a sip. The little old man looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Yu Wenxuan asked suspiciously, "Do you know about the Dragon Teng Demon Family!" asked cautiously looking up at the stars. "Demon family! mysterious and powerful, every time someone from the demon family comes out again, the rivers and lakes will be in turmoil, because the people of the demon family have been one enemy and two since ancient times. Yu Wenxuan looked at the empty wine jug and said.

"Then do you know why the Demon Family is so powerful!" The little old man took out a stream of wine again and handed it to Yu Wenxuan, "The Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demons, as long as you practice to the ninth layer, you can compete with the legendary flying sword." Yu Wenxuan poured another big sip of wine, touched his mouth, and replied. "See clearly!" As soon as the words fell, the little old man stood up, and stepped on some strange footwork in the yard, which looked so weird, the little old man was like a ghost, shuttling in the yard, you and the duty could not be distinguished, which was his shadow, which was himself.

Those figures seemed to be dancing under the starry sky, "Baby, take it!" The little old man's voice came from all directions. Yu Wenxuan's body began to be full of death after hearing the little old man's voice, the sword was raised to his chest this time, and suddenly all the black shadows rushed towards Yu Wenxuan, and the sword stabbed forward, without any fancies, this is the method of using the sword that the little old man told him.

The sword didn't stab anything, and a branch pressed against his neck again, "Heavenly Demon Nine Changes, you are a member of the Demon Family!" Yu Wenxuan looked directly in front and said coldly. "Hmph! The baby's eyesight is still okay, how do you want to learn!" the little old man retracted the branch and looked at Yu Wenxuan with a smile and asked. "You passed on your Demon Family's mental method to me, aren't you afraid of being hunted down and killed by the Demon Family's people!" Yu Wenxuan said coldly.

The little old man heard Yu Wenxuan's words and looked up to the sky and laughed, "What are you laughing at!" Yu Wenxuan asked puzzledly, "I'm laughing at the ignorance of this world, I'm laughing at the sky without eyes!" The little old man took a sip of wine and said. "What if the world is ignorant, as long as you know, what if the sky has no eyes, the sky has no eyes!" Yu Wenxuan snatched the wine jug from the little old man's hand and poured a sip of wine, looked at the sky and said with a smile.

"Hahahaha~ yes~ I've lived half my life in vain, and I haven't seen it through the baby, it's ridiculous!" The little old man laughed again when he heard Yu Wenxuan's words. Yu Wenxuan also laughed with the old man looking up to the sky, and the more he laughed, the louder he became, and suddenly a basin of cold water splashed down. "You are sick, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, and you are screaming here!" It turned out to be the old princess next door.

Yu Wenxuan and the little old man apologized to the old lady again and again, "Hmph~ I really kicked my head by a donkey!" Saying that, the old woman closed the window, Yu Wenxuan and the little old man looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths kept twitching, and then another laughter appeared, it turned out to be Ling Shuang'er, "Brother Wenxuan, go and change your clothes, the old man will catch a cold!" Ling Shuang'er covered her mouth and looked at the old man and young man with a smile and said.

"Ahem, the frost is no longer needed, just practice like this, and the water vapor will evaporate quickly. Yu Wenxuan touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly, "Really?" Ling Shuang'er asked with her big watery eyes wide open and full of confusion. "Yes, girl, we don't have to change it, you go to sleep first. At this time, the little old man spoke on the side. "No, I'll just watch you guys. With that, she sat down on the rocking chair on the side, "It turns out that this rocking chair is so comfortable to sit on, no wonder the old man always sits on it!" Lingshuang'er shook the rocking chair and said.

The little old man smiled and said nothing. "Okay, from now on, I'm going to pass on your Demon Family's supreme heart method, the Nine Transformations of Heavenly Demons!" he turned his head and stared at Yu Wenxuan solemnly. "Wait, stinky old man, you've practiced to the first change!" Yu Wenxuan suddenly asked, "Eighth change." The little old man shook his head, "Why didn't you practice to the ninth change, it is comparable to a flying sword!" Yu Wenxuan asked with a frown. "You'll understand when you reach the eighth change. After speaking, he grabbed Yu Wenxuan in front of him.

"Wait ......" Yu Wenxuan looked at the little old man with wide eyes, "Hold your breath and concentrate, your mind is united!" The little old man shouted, interrupting Yu Wenxuan's questioning, and at this time, Yu Wenxuan felt a stream of heat coming from the little old man's hand. His eyes widened, he couldn't speak, of course he knew what the little old man was doing to him. He was transferring the internal force in his body to Yu Wenxuan's body. Yu Wenxuan understands the importance of internal strength for a martial arts master, and the little old man is a person who has to give three points of courtesy when he sees someone in Dongchang. And he didn't want to pass on his inner strength to him in the slightest.

Yu Wenxuan looked at the little old man in front of him, his eyes were full of complicated emotions. The transmission continued until the next morning, the little old man seemed to be older, even his hair had a few more white hairs, and the little old man was exhausted and was helped to the rocking chair by Ling Shuang'er. Yu Wenxuan felt as if there was something more in his body, and he had endless strength all over his body. He walked up to the panting little old man with his head down.

knelt down, "Baby, what are you doing here, have you forgotten what I said when I saw you for the first time, let's kneel to our parents, and the others are not worthy of us to kneel." The little old man's eyes widened and he shouted angrily, Yu Wenxuan stood up, "Why, stinky old man, why are you doing this?" the little old man smiled.

"There's no why, there's not so much in the world, I'm just tired, and you'll have to walk this way by yourself in the future. Picking up the flask and taking a sip of wine, the little old man smashed it and said with a mouth. "Stinky old man, I don't know your name yet. Yu Wenxuan asked. "The name is just a code name, you just need to remember that the chivalry in your heart cannot be lost. The little old man waved his hand and closed his eyes. He was tired and slowly fell asleep.

Yu Wenxuan didn't understand, what the little old man said was chivalrous, maybe when he knew, it would be a long time later, Yu Wenxuan sat down on the spot, picked up the little old man's wine jug and took a big sip, Ling Shuang'er also sat next to Yu Wenxuan and looked at him silently.

Maybe life is just like what Mr. Konsui said, people only live in pursuit of something, or maybe as the little old man said, the sword is not only used to kill, but also to save people.

Thinking of this, Yu Wenxuan turned his head to look at Ling Shuang'er, who was looking at him on the side, his eyes met, and Ling Shuang'er turned his head shyly.