Walking into the bamboo sea in the basin, the cool breeze is blowing.

Purple slender bamboos are in sight.

There is no end to this purple bamboo forest.

At first, Chen Qingniu was still interested in reaching out and playing Zizhu to try its toughness, but then he lost interest.

Walking for half a day, spending time similar to the time of mountaineering, I finally saw a popular place, a quiet and elegant environment lined with large and small bamboo buildings, the women were all wearing green clothes, long sleeves fluttering, and their expressions were solemn and tranquil carved out of a mold, compared to the white lotus disciples, they all respectfully shouted Uncle Fan or Uncle Fan, seeing Chen Qingniu, it was not the judgment of the female businessman in the White Lotus Gate to consider a commodity, three points surprised and seven points curious. Chen Qingniu heard a young woman shouting Mrs. Fan's uncle, and his heart was overjoyed, it turned out that Lotus Peak still has a younger generation than himself, a good sign, this Qinglian Bamboo Sea is really a treasure of feng shui, maybe there is really hope to make a fortune.

An older Qingmei woman entertained Mrs. Fan and Chen Qingniu on the upper floor of a two-story bamboo building, and said slightly apologetically: "Senior Sister Fan, Master and Master Su have been practicing swords in Kun Bamboo Forest for many days, and I can only entertain them for the time being. ”

Mrs. Fan took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Qi, don't worry, you just need to take us to Xunzhuhai for the time, we have a lot of trouble." ”

The elegant woman was dressed plainly, and her hair bun only pulled a purple bamboo hairpin with a green lotus, and said with a gentle smile: "Then when Senior Sister and Chen Gongzi finish drinking tea, we will go to Xunzhuhai again." ”

Madame Fan smiled and nodded.

Chen Gongzi.

Chen Qingniu is calm on the surface, but his heart is overturned.

This is the first time he has been called Childe, and with his thick skin, he still can't help but feel hot, so he has to bow his head and drink tea. Chen Qingniu is quite familiar with the tea ceremony, in the Liulifang do more tea and water to send the small guy, smell more of the tea fragrance of the best tea, see more details of the tea of the literati, can also be decent, this tea is the Lotus Peak specialty of the deep mountain old tea, there is no name, the soup color is purple, the tea curls like a snail, into the cup that sinks to the bottom, such as the bottom of the lake in spring, just to look at it is pleasing to the eye, the entrance of this tea water is not sweet, slightly astringent, but a little chewing, you can detect the fragrance between the tongue and teeth, wonderful words, Chen Qingniu estimated that those guys with a lot of ink in the stomach must just take a sip to pull out a large amount of Taoism, sighing that they are too white, otherwise it is good to say a few words, to make a good impression of being approachable, unlike now you can only keep your mouth shut and pretend to be profound.

After tasting the tea, the elegant woman surnamed Qi took him and Mrs. Fan to the Xunzhu Forest.

Qinglian Bamboo Sea according to the gossip is divided into Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, Kan eight bamboo forests, eight places to practice swords, each place to practice swords and have their own mysteries, such as Kun bamboo forest, Kun is the soil, the earth is born of all things, so it is conducive to the practice of the sword of the royal road, as for the dry bamboo forest, it is only suitable for the practice of the most difficult sword of the Heavenly Dao, according to Mrs. Fan at the beginning of the bamboo sea, even this Qinglian master did not dare to enter the dry bamboo forest to practice the sword, otherwise it will be counterattacked, for a hundred years, only the outsider Huang Donglai is qualified to control the sword in that piece of the bamboo sea. Ten years ago, Qinglian alternate Su Ran was brought into the bamboo sea by the door master Mu Qingxin, and first worked hard to control the sword in the bamboo forest adjacent to the dry bamboo forest, and saw Huang Donglai flying with the sword, and a great sage's relict sound fit seamlessly, shocking, and began an unrequited love of bitter love, every time Huang Dong came to Zhuhai to practice the sword, this guy ran to observe with a dead face, and I don't know whether to see more swordsmanship or more beautiful women.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingniu was very curious about how Su Jianzi had a unique taste for singing and crying, so he fell in love with his uncle Huang Donglai at first sight ten years ago.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Qingniu could only explain to himself that Penglaihai was a small place, Su Jianzi might as well have seen more sows playing the piano and singing and dancing, and he was a chick who had never even seen the sow run, and he had only seen the old Qinglian master, and when he returned to Lotus Peak, he had the courage to fall in love with Huang Donglai.

Xun bamboo forest, specializing in the sword of treachery.

The rivers and lakes composed of countless martial arts warriors like Wang Qiong, the little head of Liulifang, have a truth that is unbreakable when it is bumpy: the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable.

Xunzhu forest, the purpose of kendo is to seek speed.

Fast as the wind, as fast as a tornado. The wind shook Kyushu.

When he arrived at the destination, Chen Qingniu saw two obviously improvised bamboo buildings, it is not difficult to understand, the gossip bamboo forest, there are only two places that no one practices, one is the dry bamboo forest that is high and low because of the high and profound, and then the Xunzhu forest that is spurned and abandoned because the Taoism does not enter the stream, Qinglianmen swordsmanship is known for its elegant elegance, and there is no magnificent spirit of the Nine Veins Sword Sect, Mrs. Fan sighed softly after the Qinglian Qi junior sister left: " Ninety-nine kendoes, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, spring and white snow, all can get the way, the Qinglian sword is in a corner, retreat to build a car, Guanyin seat kendo can not escape the trap, in the final analysis, it is still limited by the pattern, and it has not been able to compete with the nine-vein sword sect alone, wasting the painstaking efforts of the foreign sword immortal back then. ”

Chen Qingniu thought about it carefully, and it was really this reason, and he wondered: "Qinglian Sect doesn't understand this?"

Mrs. Fan stood in the bamboo forest, with a detached temperament, with her height that stood out from the crowd, it was even more dazzling, and the young Chen Qingniu was still half a head shorter than her after she was taller, so she always needed to look up when talking to her.

She shook her head and smiled: "The truth may be understood by Uncle Mu, and perhaps many Qinglian disciples, including Su Jianzi, also understand, but you and I sit and talk about the Tao easily, it is nothing more than a move of the mouth, but it is really necessary to put it into practice, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky, Qinglian swordsmanship has been inherited for thousands of years, how can it be so easy to surpass, there has never been a strong and unparalleled strength above the old sword, no matter how good the reason is, it is also an attic in the air to say it, and it only adds to the disgust of the observers." People in the world are like this, echoing each other, even if they know that they are polite, they also love it, but they don't like to listen to the advice, it's not that they don't understand, but they know that they can't do it so well, and when others say it, they hit the sore spot, and in the end what is the use except hurting each other?"

Chen Qingniu's mind suddenly became clear.

When it comes to the pattern, it is by no means able to be achieved overnight. It's a water mill job that drips through stones.

Mrs. Fan laughed at herself: "Women, when you are old, you will talk nonsense. ”

Chen Qingniu hurriedly said: "In Qingniu's ears, it is all good words that are hard to buy. Madam, believe it or not, after meeting Madame, every word that Madame said, Qingniu please remember it clearly?"

Mrs. Fan turned to look at Chen Qingniu and said in surprise, "Really?"

Chen Qingniu's eyes were resolute and said, "Madame doesn't believe it, Qingniu can repeat it all now." ”

Mrs. Fan shook her head with a smile and said with relief: "I believe that if you are willing to care about the things or people that you are a child, it is indeed difficult to forget." It's not this stubble, I almost forgot, this is the biggest reason why I like you. Okay, let's stop the chatter. I will teach you the introductory sword technique of the Nine Veins Sword Sect in the first vein of Dongsheng Yingzhou, "Song of the Great Wind", memorize it. ”

Mrs. Fan dictated the sword trick, after all, it is only a basic sword trick, compared to the "Taishang Sword Mantra" thrown by the girl's uncle, it is relatively simple and more nuanced, so that Chen Qingniu, who is unscrupulous and focuses on martial arts, has been in drought for a long time. In Chen Qingniu's view, knowing that Wei Zhizi's qi induction technique is the cornerstone of the body, but he still can't help but focus on the domineering hammer fairy boxing, and likes the pleasure of making the enemy's skin open after the fist is fleshy, this is the most real picture brought by the most real power, as for the "Black Whale Water Swallowing Technique", which is regarded as a side door by the righteous path , It is the treasure of the treasures, refining all the opponent's flesh and blood essence, how comfortable, it is a hundred times more real than the murder and money on the rivers and lakes, so after listening to Mrs. Fan's introduction, he sneered at Qinglian swordsmanship in his heart, and he can't kill the most people with the least effort, is that still a sword?

What's the only domineering in the tick bar?

It's not the majestic and seemingly sturdy skin of the prostitute, nor the poetry of the poet and the inkman, but the majestic wind on the bed, everything has to be done by the big bird in the crotch of the pants with a real knife!

Chen Qingniu listened to the complaints and ridicules of a certain favorite handsome man on the second day.

Therefore, Chen Qingniu is such a rough person, and he really has to be guided and practiced by Mrs. Fan, who is sensible to the point of being mean and cold, so that he can survive. Otherwise, throw him into Qinglian, and for 10,000 years, he will just be a waste that is not unworthy of holding a sword for Wei Jianzi.

This time, Mrs. Fan did not act as a shopkeeper, and personally taught Chen Qingniu the slave sword in the Xunzhu Forest for three days, and waited until he was able to leave the bamboo building three feet away from the slave sword.

Within a foot of his hand, it's just a slave sword.

One zhang away, taking people's heads to explore the bag and take things is the sword.

Edgeworth flies, a thousand miles a day, and is worthy of being called a sword.

Chen Qingniu was three feet of sword, and pierced the bamboo sword temporarily given by Uncle Qinglian Qi into a purple bamboo.

Stood on the spot, his eyes red.

Lips trembled.

Even Mrs. Fan, who can be said to be the most understanding of Chen Qingniu's mind in the world, didn't know why this young man was so excited, in her opinion, with Chen Qingniu's current cultivation of the Qi Sutra being unhindered, most of the more than 400 Qi Mansions were unimpeded, and one person slaughtered the wrist of the Yellow Viper White Ape in the Ape Cave, there was no reason why she couldn't control her emotions because she successfully enslaved an ordinary bamboo sword given by Qi Qingman. It's just that she can't accompany Chen Qingniu to practice for a long time, firstly, the effect is not great, and secondly, she also has all kinds of cumbersome affairs to worry about, and three days of sparring is already the limit.

She walked out of the Qinglian Bamboo Sea directly, destined to know that Chen Qingniu, who seemed to have everything under her control, went to the bamboo building where she had lived for three nights, stood in the building, looked at the bamboo bed where she had only been lying for a moment, and said a cold word: "Madam, I don't care at all about what you use of me, and I will be grateful, but Madam, you have done a lot less to your senior sister." The ape cave was sealed, but with Madame's cultivation, is it difficult to visit even one glance at the grave? Could it be that you have forgotten Tang Hongmane's inaction, isn't it because of the stiff relationship with Madame? Today, Madame gave me the sword, and in addition to repaying Tang Hongmane twice as much as his senior sister with Qinghong Chilian, it seems that he will also have to give back to Madame some in the future. ”

Surely there will be retribution.

Someone's only little conscience was unintentionally awakened by a kind woman in a coarse linen garment, and he was eaten by the god of the dog day.

Hiding and dormant for a hundred days, it broke out in an instant, and it has always been the specialty of Chen Qingniu, who was seen through by the White Lotus Sect Master at a glance.

It's just that for some reason, Yan Ci, who is proficient in the Nine Palaces of Ziwei, has never told his confidant Fan Xuanyu about it.

The first time she saw Chen Qingniu on the side of the cliff, she only said something good that sounded like a bodhisattva's heart was useless.

The fairy family is clean and cool.

Which fairy is not a pile of white bones under the feet of all living beings?

Within ten days of Chen Qingniu, day and night, he practiced swords like crazy, and he was three feet old.

In the first seven days, the progress of one foot per day increased rapidly.

Four feet.

Five feet.

......

On the seventh day, he finally left his hand.

The unintentional act of the girl's uncle, the "Taishang Sword Spell" that was casually thrown to the young man who was in a state of madness, inadvertently opened a new door, and inside the door was a thrilling and vast world.

Let Chen Qingniu, who has always been confused with the way of the sword, be in the bamboo sea like a big sword pool, and perceive that the sword qi can be everywhere in the heaven and earth.

Sword embryo Huang Donglai, "Taishang Sword Mantra", 800 years ago Sword Immortal, Zizhu Sword Sea.

Due to fate, it became a fruit, and it was finally picked by a young butcher who had never touched a sword half a year ago.