"Xu Xiaoshou, do you want to learn swordsmanship?"
In the no-man's land of the ancient city, with the light sound of Mei Jiren settling down, Xu Xiaoshou's extremely eager little soul, who was pushing the crime hall with two super invincible bodyguards, suddenly cooled down.
sword…
Once upon a time, practicing swordsmanship was this body's original dream.
Even after spending three years and working hard, the original owner of this body was able to master the first form of the acquired spiritual skill Baiyun Sword Technique.
In the end, due to a secluded suicide, Xu Xiaoyuan came to the rescue due to a strange combination of circumstances.
He switched to the passive system, and soon drew out the "Sword Mastery". From then on, a god would kill a god if he blocked it, and a Buddha would kill a Buddha if he blocked it. The sword intention changed from acquired to innate to master and then to the throne. Everything fell into place and was as simple as breathing practice.
But all these changes got stuck at a certain point in time.
Xu Xiaoshou is already the throne of swordsmanship. He has the richest knowledge base brought by "sword mastery" and is related to everything about swordsmanship.
But his kendo throne is made of water.
Gu Qing Yiersan, who was of the same generation, had already mastered one or two of the nine major swordsmanships and eighteen sword styles, and was involved in all three thousand swordsmanship.
But he still knows nothing about ancient sword cultivation.
No matter how rich the theoretical knowledge is, even if it is as vast as the ocean, Xu Xiaoshou can transform the theory into a channel for combat power output, but it is like a small water pipe connected from the ocean.
A trickle, no pain or itching.
I am already strong... Before the night battle in Dongtian King City, Mr. Jiren had already wanted to accept a disciple, but Xu Xiaoshou was aloof. He thought that he did not need to become a disciple and could rely on Mang skill points to break through the shackles of swordsmanship.
Perhaps this cannot be called "noble". Xu Xiaoshou believes that given time, he can indeed do all this.
But the prerequisite for breaking through this shackles of kendo is... given time!
In other words, it takes "time"!
Along the way, he personally experienced Rao Yaoyao's Red Dust Sword, heard Xiao Kongtong's magnificent description of the nine swordsmanships, and experienced more dangerous situations every time, with each enemy more powerful than the last. Xu Xiaoshou In fact, I already had regrets.
"I'm so short of time!"
If not for this, he wouldn't have walked all the way, and soon he had the idea of finding the Eight Masters and seriously practicing the ancient swordsmanship.
If not, he wouldn't have rejected his husband once and then said goodbye again. He wanted to ask for a sword but didn't dare to ask.
In the Forest of Miracles, Mei Jiren's superb "Sword Elephant" with the ghost kings of ten temples at his feet and thousands of swords worshiping him above his head. What sword cultivator wouldn't be moved by the demeanor of the four realms uniting into one and killing the saint with one sword
—Xu Xiaoshou was so excited!
When he was doing the disappearing technique, he was memorizing it like crazy, wanting to burn those scenes into his heart, and then savor them carefully to see if he could figure out some tricks.
If it doesn't work, I'll go to Ba Zunshen later and ask him to explain it to me... Anyway, such a big backstage is not in vain.
But Xu Xiaoshou never thought that before he could see the eight masters who always saw the beginning and end of the dragon, his own husband would give him a second chance!
"I… "
Looking at the stone sword handed to him, Xu Xiaoshou blushed, feeling a little ashamed and embarrassed.
This stone sword is so plain and simple!
However, what Xu Xiaoshou saw from above was the most mysterious door of ancient swordsmanship, opening for him for the second time!
The hand that pushed the door open wasn't trying hard to break through the door.
On the contrary, he is sitting on the highest throne inside the door. He is the kind of swordsman who can smash the ancient sword practice threshold that is unattainable to ordinary people with just a few words. !
However, after all, I refused once... When I was still struggling in my heart, a villain jumped out of my mind, accusing and yelling with a red face:
"What kind of shame do you have, Xu Xiaoshou! If you don't take this opportunity, you will be the biggest idiot in Holy God Continent!"
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"Is the 'perception' of the throne level blind in vain? Is your brain used to hold water? With such big ears, you can't hear the deliberate teachings of Mr. Ji Ren of the Miracle Forest when he is using the sword? Such big ears Eyes, you couldn't see the last moment of the face of the saint, who came out to save you?"
"Don't you know where the 'Tong character' was finally locked? Don't you know what the meaning behind it is?"
"Without the Eight Masters coming forward, how could Mr. Jiren have a 'Password'? Can you wait for Mr. Jiren to give you a second chance?"
"And now, the opportunity is right in front of you, and you are still hesitating?!"
In the flash of lightning, his thoughts completed their journey. Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes in a daze, and saw Mr. Ji Ren with a gentle smile on the ordinary stone sword.
"think!"
Xu Xiaoshou finally spoke out loudly, giving the most direct thoughts and the most certain answer.
He is so smart that even a half-saint can play tricks with applause. How could he fail to see what his husband's move of bringing a "password" to the Forest of Miracles to save people really means
But after all, Xu Xiaoshou still didn't dare to stretch out his hand to pick up the sword.
Mr. Jiren gave it casually, and he could never accept this inheritance so casually.
"If you want, then take it." Mei Jiren smiled, and the hand holding the sword seemed to have been tempered thousands of times, motionless and still held up.
Xiao Kongtong looked anxiously from one side.
At this moment, how much he wanted to seize Xu Xiaoshou, take the stone sword for him, then bow his head, and then throw control of his body back to Xu Xiaoshou himself.
God knows what kind of "cramming" teaching he encountered when he met his teacher Bazun Shu!
In a matter of seconds, the teacher at that time forcefully demonstrated the nine swordsmanships, the eighteen sword styles, and the three thousand swordsmanship to this ignorant little kid. The next second, he walked away and ran away with his master's wife.
He didn't care whether the little brat at that time could understand it, he sealed all the memories by three times five divided by two, allowing people to grow up, accept and learn slowly by themselves.
—This is how Xiao Kongtong grew up.
It was not until many years later when he grew up, understood everything, and founded his own orphanage "Wanfutang" and named it "Shenyue Fairy City" that he saw the teacher for the second time.
It was on this second side that he received the second instruction on the way of swordsmanship, and then realized the "incarnation of sword thoughts".
Therefore, having such a "crazy" sword practice experience, Xiao Kongtong understands even more...
How impossible it is to expect a "prodigal" like Teacher Bazunsui to teach swordsmanship; and how rare it is to meet a true "sir" like Mei Jiren!
He doesn't understand.
I don’t know what Xu Xiaoshou is thinking at this time.
If it were him, he wouldn't have to think about it at all. He would just accept the sword and bow to him, accepting the title of master!
However, everyone's circumstances are different. Xu Xiaoshou didn't know what Xiao Kongtong was thinking, and was completely out of his mind.
At this moment, because of Mr. Jiren's words, countless thoughts rippled in his heart.
Think about it, then go on...
How can it be so simple
This kind of unprepared "battle" caught Xu Xiaoshou off guard. He could only count and smooth out his thoughts that became messy and kneaded into threads because of this sentence.
"Why is Mr. Jiren willing to give me a second chance? Bazunzhen should not be able to invite him..."
"I already have a master, but Mr. Sang didn't rescue me yet. If he were here, would he agree to let me have another master..."
"He came here with a Chinese character and wanted to teach me how to learn the sword. Is there any deeper meaning in this? Could it be that Ba Zunzhen wants to mess with me again? What kind of tricks is he doing..."
“…”
Confused thoughts, all kinds, all kinds, even without a fixed direction.
But the next second, when Xu Xiaoshou's gaze was fixed and he saw Mr. Jiren's sincere, clear, pure and transparent eyes, all the scattered thoughts in his mind exploded like fireworks, all disappearing in the last moment. nothingness.
In front of me, there is only a waiting stone sword and a smiling teacher...
At this moment, the hundred thousand whys in my mind disappeared, and everything was reduced to the last thought:
"Xu Xiaoshou, if you don't pick up the sword, how long do you want to wait for my husband to lift it? Are your hands sore from lifting it? What a face you have! Is it possible that someone else's swordsman begs you to learn the sword?"
Click.
Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly stepped forward, held it with both hands, and took the stone sword from his husband.
This sword is simple and unremarkable, and it is obviously very light in weight, but it feels as if it is as heavy as a stone. It weighs so much that Xu Xiaoshou's mouth, which can usually be full of tongues, cannot utter a complete sentence for a long time.
"I… "
After holding it in for a while, my face turned red. All the messy thoughts in my mind had answers after I took the sword. There was no need to ask any more questions.
I think.
Mr. Jiren is also willing to teach.
Isn't this the best result? Why consider anything else
Holding the stone sword, Xu Xiaoshou could only hold back one sentence because of some strange combination of circumstances:
"I, I have a very poor understanding. I have practiced the 'White Cloud Sword Technique' for three years, but in the end I only mastered the first move. If Mr. Jiren wants to teach me, I must be mentally prepared..."
Baiyun swordsmanship
Kongtong, who was smiling on one side, looked Xu Xiaoshou up and down as if he had seen a ghost, wondering what "forbidden technique" or "sacred martial arts" this was? Or has it surpassed the teacher’s unique skill of “Sword Reading”
It would take Xu Xiaoshou three years to practice the first form of "Baiyun Sword Technique" with this sword intention
Mei Jiren didn't care about this. She laughed, stopped her hand and shook out the paper fan.
When the fan was turned over, a few big characters appeared on it: "Are you stupid?"
"What is the old man's problem?" Mei Jiren said slowly.
Xu Xiaoshou, do you want to learn swordsmanship... Xu Xiaoshou stared at the big characters on the fan with a big question mark, still thinking about whether it was intentional or a coincidence, but his memory followed Mr. The words were translated.
Mei Jiren nodded and said again: "In addition to 'thinking', have I asked you anything else?"
"No..." Xu Xiaoshou was finally able to speak.
"In this case, just 'think', why bother looking left and right, thinking before and after, hesitating and indecisive?"
As soon as Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes, his consciousness seemed to have finally returned to his body, and his usual wit finally came back, and he suddenly woke up to everything.
-There is really no one in this world who can ask Mr. Jiren, so if he still wants to teach swordsmanship, it can only be his own idea, and it cannot be the interference of other people from the outside world, even the slightest!
"I understand." Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth.
"Besides, your sword body is rare in the world, how could you not have any talent in swordsmanship?" Mei Jiren raised the corners of his lips. What he took a fancy to on the first floor of the sky was Xu Xiaoshou's talent in swordsmanship. ah!
"How can I have a sword body?" Xu Xiaoshou was confused.
"Ha." Mei Jiren looked Xu Xiaoshou up and down, then suddenly took a step forward, closed the paper fan, and hit Xu Xiaoshou hard on the head.
"Buzz-"
This time the sword energy was empowered, using Xu Xiaoshou's body as the medium, the sword energy splashed out from all directions on the long street, drawing a perfect hexagram circle in a radius of ten feet.
"Isn't this your talent?" Mei Jiren said with a smile.
Xu Xiaoshou finally realized that what Mr. Jiren was talking about was his passive skill - "Sharpness"!
He was momentarily shocked.
Because of his many passive skills, Mr. Jiren's paper fan did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations. Not only was it not knocked away when he struck it, but it also shook out so much of his own sword energy.
Or... "Sharp Light"!
Xu Xiaoshou knew that these "sharp lights" on his body would be difficult to leave without turning on the "Chi Jie Force Field". How could Mr. Jiren knock them all apart with just one weak blow? Come
Seemingly sensing the doubts in Xu Xiaoshou's mind, Mei Jiren put away her paper fan and said earnestly:
"In Three Thousand Sword Dao, this is called 'Passenger', and the 'Passenger' is the root of why 'Sword Qi' can be born."
"This cultivation is to the extreme, and when combined with the sword in the sword cultivator's hand, there is the so-called 'Famous Sword Heavenly Solution', which can 'spread' all the power."
After a pause, Mei Jiren's eyes became serious and he said seriously: "The first sword I will teach you today is this 'Chuan', remember it!"
pass…
Xu Xiaoshou felt that the vast sea in his mind was also introduced into the pebbles, and it began to fluctuate in an instant.
Even without Mr. Jiren's further explanation, he was able to extract all the knowledge that belongs to "tradition".
Holding the stone sword in his hand, he didn't even swing it. With just a thought, a sword energy several feet long shot out through the "sharpness" of the body surface, shining brightly!
"?"
At this moment, Mei Jiren was stunned.
Xiao Kongtong on the side was also stunned, remembering what Xu Xiaoshou said just now, "My understanding is very poor..."
Do you have poor understanding
You have poor understanding, but Mr. Jiren just clicked on it. You directly found the connection between the stone sword and the sword body, and mastered one of the "transmissions" in one fell swoop
Xu Xiaoshou, what kind of bullshit are you kidding!
When I mastered "Zhuan", it took me a full hour!
Xiao Kongtong was going crazy, and he felt that Xu Xiaoshou's face was filled with two big words at this moment: He deserves a beating!
"Condemned, passive value, +1."
"When glared, passive value, +1."
"Is this 'passage'?"
Holding the stone sword, Xu Xiaoshou turned his head excitedly.
It's this feeling, comfortable, smooth... the feeling of "getting through"!
In the past, my mind was full of knowledge, but it was completely useless in actual combat. Mr. Jiren's knock opened, broke, and connected the channel that he used to connect the water pipe to the vast ocean.
Now, it's flowing downhill and unstoppable!
Mei Jiren endured a lot of effort before he pinned the paper fan that he almost opened to scold him for being stupid. He originally wanted to wait until Xu Xiao was blocked from trying the sword before he could explain.
I never thought that this guy could really get it right with just one point, and he didn’t even need to teach me a single sentence!
Keep your demeanor, keep calm, I am a teacher now... He couldn't help but warn himself, Mei Jiren nodded gently, with a calm look on his face.
"Um."
After a small nasal sound, he added casually: "It's so-so, it's okay, but it still needs to be strengthened and improved."
Can
That’s fine!
Withdrawing his sword energy, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was really going to take off this time.
If the knowledge of "sword mastery" can really be elicited by Mr. Ji Ren, will the so-called "first realm" and "second realm" of the nine swordsmanships and eighteen sword styles be far away
While he was excited, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked the most critical point!
Mr. Jiren has already begun to teach First Sword, which is officially announcing that he will be accepted as his apprentice, but he has not made any indication yet, and has not even completed the apprenticeship process.
"Mr. Jiren, what should I do..."
Xu Xiaoshou was at a loss for a moment.
He didn't know what the ancient sword cultivator's inheritance was and what kind of apprenticeship ceremony he needed to perform, so he could only kneel down as he did to Sang Lao that day at the bank of Ehu Lake.
At this time, a pair of hands stretched out to stop his actions.
"It doesn't have to be this way."
Mei Jiren could completely see what Xu Xiaoshou was thinking. With such an innocent heart, what could a teacher ask for
He smiled and helped Xu Xiaoshou upright, with a serious look on his face, and said softly: "I will do the teacher's teaching, and you will perform the student's ceremony. This is 'passing', so why do you need to perform the apprenticeship ceremony again?"
Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the stone sword and was momentarily touched by his husband's friendly gesture.
This is called "passage"...
At this moment, he finally understood why the first sword taught by Mr. Ji Ren was such a sword.
Three thousand swordsmanship, alone to preach.
Preaching and preaching means both "preaching" the word and "preaching"!
However, just as he had received the stone sword before, Mr. Jiren could preach as he pleased, but Xu Xiaoshou did not dare to follow Han Hu.
After only a moment's pause, the memory of the sword that made all things worship and unite in the Forest of Miracles flashed in his mind. Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood what kind of etiquette he should perform at this time!
In the majestic ancient city, on the long street...
Facing the elder in front of him, Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath, stepped back half a step, bowed his head, and held the stone sword in his hand high above his head with both hands. His expression was serious, solemn, and serious, and he smiled at the side. Under the witness of Dong, he said loudly:
"Student, I have met Mr. Jiren."