Jun Youyun

Chapter 47 Sword Training
In the old days, under the apricot tree, a drunk man raised his sword and said to Su Baiyi, "A sword is the most attractive weapon in the world, and a swordsman is the most handsome person in the world. You Do you want to be a swordsman?"

"think."

"In the ethereal sky and earth, swordsmen move freely. Many people envy the joy of walking around the world with one sword, one sword, one white clothes and one pot of sake, but there are countless times of tempering behind every sword strike of a swordsman. It is easy to practice swords, but to truly To become a swordsman, you have to put in unimaginable efforts.”

"Master, I'm not used to you suddenly speaking so seriously."

"You can play games with life, but you must be serious when it comes to swords." Xie Kanhua caressed the long sword in his hand, "There is a city called Jimo, and everyone in it learns swords, so it is called the Sword City. They have made many tricks for the sword. For example, a swordsman's good or bad judgment can be divided into sword energy, sword intent, sword force, sword heart, sword art, etc. I also made a very boring list. I ranked third in sword energy and first in sword intent. Five Sword Hearts, Fourth Sword Way, Ninth Sword Art, 320th Sixth."

"Master, since you think this list is boring, why do you remember it so clearly?"

"..."

"Master, what does sword intent mean? Why are you ranked first?"

"Sword intent refers to killing intent."

"Murderous?"

"At least that's how I understand it."

"What about swordsmanship, why are you so late in the row? Didn't you say that you are famous in Jianghu for your ability to see flowers through fog?"

"Simply speaking, swordsmanship is moves. Every school and school has many swordsmanship. For example, the Xie family became famous all over the world with a set of Luohua swordsmanship. Jimo City has more swordsmanship, such as Chunhua swordsmanship. There are 360 ​​four moves in total, such as Qiuyue swordsmanship, Xiafeng swordsmanship, and Dongxue swordsmanship. It takes half an hour to complete a set. It’s not like dancing with a sword. I don’t like it. For me He said that there are only three moves in swordsmanship, drawing the sword, swinging the sword, and returning the sword. Practice each sword to the extreme, and you will be a peerless swordsmanship with just a single move. You and I learn swordsmanship, you only need to master these three moves. Practice to the extreme, from now on you will choose to draw your sword."

"Okay, master. But how long do I need to practice drawing the sword?"

"ten years."

"what?"

"Ten years." With a flash of cold light, Xie Kanhua suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand.

Su Baiyi blinked, and didn't dare to move at all. According to those storytellers, after the fastest sword was struck, the neck had already been cut off, but the other party didn't notice it, and then moved lightly, and the neck slid down up.

But Xie Kanhua just smiled, and handed the sword in his hand to Su Baiyi, an apricot blossom was lying quietly on the sword body at some point: "This sword is for you."

"It's been ten years, master, you said that the next step after drawing a sword is to swing it. After ten years, you will teach me." Su Baiyi stood in the room at the bottom of the cabin surrounded by iron walls, feeling a little sad , "But where have you been, Master?"

There was no one in the room, so naturally no one could answer him.

"It's a good thing that you let me see that sword clearly on the day you left. You have always been exhaustive, and you must have counted until today. It's just that I have practiced drawing swords for ten years, and it takes a few days to practice swinging swords." Su Bai Yi raised the Junyu sword in his hand, "Is ten years enough?"

Tianzihao, Lingluofang.

Nangong Xi'er had finished taking a shower and was sitting on the bed to circulate her breath.The maid named Naluo just sent a note, which said "Don't read it, return at sunset". Nangong Xi'er just smiled after reading it, and didn't pay much attention to it. Qifeng Zuojun and Xie Yuling are both a few years younger, sometimes they talk a lot and are not serious, but occasionally they burst out with an unspeakable calmness and confidence, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling.

Just like that day when he hugged himself and said "trust him".

He is obviously a guy with poor martial arts, but when he said the phrase "I can handle it", people really believed it.

A young man must have experienced many things to grow up to this extent.

Nangong Xi'er suddenly opened her eyes. Although she had lost most of her internal strength, her instinct to perceive danger was still there.At this moment, there was a person standing at the door, and he was still a very dangerous person.

The two guards guarding the Tianzi room were still standing at the door, their bodies straightened, their eyes wide open, without saying a word, like two sculptures as usual.

The person standing at the door of Lingluo's room helped the mask on his face, and gently placed his hand on the door.

Nangong Xi'er held down the long sword beside her, held her breath, and tried her best to gather her last true energy.

Then the masked man took a step back, stretched out his hand, and looked down at his palm, there was a shallow knife mark on it.

The door of the next room opened at some point.

"Who?" The masked man asked quietly.

The door of that room was suddenly closed again, as if the people inside were unwilling to meet him.

At this time, the smiling rich man in gold robes suddenly came in from the outside, and greeted the masked man before he got close: "This friend, are you here to find someone? Could it be that he came to me to ask for gambling debts? Yesterday I was in a hurry to run tonight, some of the money I lost was not paid back, it was my fault, I apologize to you. I don’t know how much money I owe this old man?”

The rich man in the golden robe walked past the two guards and stood in front of the masked man.At this moment, the two guards bent down and began to pant heavily. Beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads. One of them tried to turn around and said, "Tianzihao guest room, please do not enter unless you are!"

The masked man naturally ignored him and just looked at the rich man in gold robes in front of him.

The rich man in gold robe stood in front of the masked man, smiling and looking very amiable.

The masked man said faintly: "I'm looking for a friend in the Lingluo room. This has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Oh. The boy in Lingluo Room went out early in the morning, leaving his wife to rest inside. But even if he is a good friend, it is not appropriate to see his wife alone without the man around." Jinpao rich family Weng smiled, "How about I help you find him?"

"No need." The masked man walked past the rich man in the golden robe, stopped after taking a few steps, and said in a threatening voice, "I remember you."

"Do you remember?" It was a clear and graceful female voice that answered him.

The masked man turned his head suddenly, but saw that the person in front of him was still wearing the golden robe, but his whole body had become thin and straight, and that face had turned into that of a young woman.

"The mask of Qianjiyuan is still not good enough. It is not as good as mine." The woman smiled like a flower, "Are you right?"

(End of this chapter)