Strange world, I can seal the gods

Seeing Gong Nanbei's big face close at hand, Cui Yu suddenly panicked for some reason.

Especially Gong Nanbei's gaze, Cui Yu felt that the gaze of the other party was very creepy.

What's the matter with that staring at himself, unblinking eyes?

Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's mind.

"Junior brother likes swords?" Gong Nanbei looked at Cui Yu.

Cui Yu shook his head: "I don't like it."

"Do you have any accomplishments in swordsmanship?" Gong Nanbei asked again.

Cui Yu shook his head upon hearing this, "My little brother has never practiced swordsmanship before."

"Never practiced sword?" Gong Nanbei asked again.

"I've never practiced swords before!" Cui Yu said.

"Junior, what do you think of my swordsmanship?" Gong Nanbei asked expressionlessly.

"It's like a heavenly man, like a god-man descended into the world, my little brother dare not look directly at him." Cui Yu praised quickly.

The fact is that, in Cui Yu's eyes, Gong Nanbei's kendo attainments are indeed incomparable.

"How does it compare to you?" Gong Nanbei continued to ask.

Hearing Gong Nanbei's words, Cui Yu hurriedly said: "Brother, isn't he trying to scare me? My younger brother's sword skills are like a three-year-old child dancing around. And my brother's swordplay is like a god descending. Or it is like the bright moon above the nine heavens. In the sky, my little brother is nothing more than a mere firefly, how can it be compared? Could it be that senior brother is confused?"

Gong Nanbei's mentality collapsed when he heard this: "But why didn't it choose me! Why didn't it choose me! I am the swordsman! I am the swordsman!"

Gong Nan was so angry that he wanted to scold her!
Cui Yu was a little puzzled, why choose it and not me?
"Could it be that senior brother has lost his love?" Cui Yu asked cautiously beside him.

Gong Nanbei glared at Cui Yu: "There is no romance, but it is much more serious than romance."

"I have decided that starting today, I will teach you swordsmanship. I must make you the number one swordsman in the world!" Gong Nanbei looked at Cui Yu, his gaze gradually became firm.

"???" Cui Yu looked at Gongnanbei, his mind was full of question marks.

What the hell?
What is he talking about?

Make me a unique swordsman in heaven and earth?
I am a person who relies on supernatural powers to make a living, why do I want to practice swords?

How slow and uncomfortable it is to practice swords. Is there anything more comfortable in this world than directly practicing supernatural powers?
Thousands of thoughts kept flickering in Cui Yu's mind, and he looked at Gong Nanbei with his eyes, wondering why Gong Nanbei suddenly taught him the way of swordsmanship.

"Brother, did you encounter some kind of catastrophe? You felt that you couldn't make it through, so you wanted to leave a legacy?" Cui Yu looked at Gong Nanbei: "If you encounter any difficulties, you might as well tell them. There may still be a way to solve the problem."

Gong Nanbei stared at Cui Yu helplessly, his chest heaved in anger, he slapped Cui Yu on the back of the head, and then stamped the sole of his foot, a wooden sword flew up from the corner and landed in Gong Nanbei's hand.

"You are the one who is doomed. I just want to see why you were selected." Gong Nanbei said angrily.

Cui Yu was a little baffled, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Why can't I understand what senior brother is saying?" Cui Yu was puzzled.

"If you want to understand the innate sword, the first step is induction. What is induction? The first step in induction is familiarity. Familiar with every structure and texture of the sword. Close your eyes, and the sword is like viewing flowers in your palm. There is absolutely no defect or grain missing." Gong Nanbei handed the wooden sword to Cui Yu:

"Now you remember all the textures on this sword, as familiar as your own body, hair and skin."

"I don't want to practice swords." Cui Yu resisted and took the wooden sword.

But looking at Gong Nanbei's eyes that could not be rejected, he had no choice but to take the sword over and hold it in his hand for a while to look at it.

With the improvement of martial arts, Cui Yu's soul became stronger and stronger.

A wooden sword, but it has been engraved in my heart in just a moment.

"Then close your eyes, sense the wooden sword in your hand, and imagine that the wooden sword in your hand is a living thing." Gong Nanbei said.

"But it's clearly a dead thing." Cui Yu stared at Gongnanbei.

How can a dead thing become a living thing?

Unless he casts material transformation.

It's just that Cui Yu's thoughts flickered, and he obediently followed Gong Nanbei's request.

Although I don't understand why Gong Nanbei suddenly accepted him as a disciple, and why he suddenly taught him swordsmanship, but don't think about things that you don't understand.

Practicing swords is not harmful to Cui Yu, and there is another way to attack at critical moments.

Moreover, in future battles, one must fight with others.

Supernatural powers are the key means to defeat the enemy and play a decisive role.There are countless kinds of weird methods and weird supernatural powers in this world that are hard to guard against. If you are a little careless, if someone finds out your cards, you will end up overturning.

It's just that Cui Yu really didn't have the talent to practice swords. He stood under the big locust tree with a wooden sword in both hands. After standing for three full days, he still didn't feel the slightest sense of the wooden sword in his hand.

"It shouldn't be." Gong Nanbei looked at Cui Yu standing under the big tree, his eyes were full of puzzlement: "He was favored by the Xiantian Divine Sword, not to mention his talent in swordsmanship, that should be extremely rare, rare in the world Rarely, how could there be no response?"

"Sword repairers in the world, those with outstanding talents can sense it in one day. Those with the highest talents can sense it in an hour. Those with talents that are rare in the ages can do it in a quarter of an hour. He can be spotted by the innate sword. His talent should be unprecedented. It should be able to sense." Gong Nanbei's eyes were full of puzzlement: "Could it be that he is a fake sword cultivator? Is the innate sword eye blind?"

It was the first time he had comprehended the Dao of the sword back then, and within three breaths, he was able to communicate with the wooden sword in his hand, and entered the realm of the unity of human and sword.

"Do you feel it?" Gong Nanbei looked at Cui Yu.

Cui Yu shook his head when he heard this, his eyes were full of embarrassment: "Senior brother, am I not the material for sword practice?"

Cui Yu was a little autistic.

Gong Nanbei looked at Cui Yu with his eyes, then looked at the wooden sword in Cui Yu's hand, and then took the wooden sword over. After looking at it for a long time, he broke the wooden sword: "The Xiantian sword is blind."

"Don't practice swords in the future. Swordsmanship is not suitable for you." After speaking, Gong Nanbei sat in the corner holding the scabbard and sulked.

He really couldn't figure out how far he was compared to Cui Yu.

I am the purest sword cultivator, with a natural sword bone, why did the innate sword choose Cui Yu but not myself?
It just doesn't make sense.

Cui Yu looked at Gongnanbei and felt a little bewildered.

But he still obediently went back to practice boxing under the big tree.

time passes by
Days are like dripping drops of water, gone forever.

A month flies by.

In front of Cui Yu's rice shop
Mi Zhu and Yan Qu stood upstairs, looking at the sacks of corn, with a hint of thought in their eyes.

"Cui Yu has been driven away, and the magic rice has been replaced with ordinary corn. Where did they get the corn? And there is still so much corn?" Yan Qu looked at Mi Zhu, and he suspected that it was Mi Zhu. people secretly play tricks.

"That's Haoran's lineage. It's not difficult to get a batch of rice noodles for a great religion with saints in charge, right?" Mizhu argued: "And I heard that there are a large number of god and demon rice in Haojing these days. , was bought by various dignitaries in Haojing. Not only Haojing, but also the territories of other 360 and five princes, there are also large quantities of god and demon rice for sale." Mi Zhu said: "So many gods and demons suddenly appeared in the world. The magic rice is simply too abnormal. With the decline of the vitality between the heavens and the earth, the output of the gods and demons is also declining. The gods and demons of the major families have dropped by more than [-]% in the past thousand years. It will be even more difficult, otherwise how would the qi trainers of various schools dare to overthrow the rule of the bloodlines, and take advantage of the bloodlines?"

"The magic rice that suddenly popped up now has enough production in the past 500 years. This is an astronomical figure. Once it is digested and absorbed by the bloodlines, the bloodlines may reappear the little glory of the year and make the final struggle."

"Are you sure that those who sell God and Demon Rice are disciples of Haoran's lineage?" Yan Qu asked.

"There is not only the Haoran Academy, but also the disciples of the Dayu Chen family, as well as the branches of the various Chen families. Now the disciples of the Haoran lineage and the Dayu Chen family have become the guests of the princes from all walks of life, and they have become the burning stars in front of the princes and kings of all walks of life. A person who is very popular, he is really very powerful. The princes and kings of the 360 ​​Five Routes have exhausted all means to ask for a visit to the powerful figures of the Chen family." Mi Zhu said here, his eyes became a little hot: "Dayu Chen Family, this time it is considered developed, with the help of God and Demon Rice, I have completely walked out of Dayu, and started to make bets on the 360 ​​five-way princes."

"God and devil rice!" Yan Qu took a breath: "Everything is god and devil rice! No blood family can reject god and devil rice!"

"But where did the god-and-demon rice of Haoran's lineage and the god-and-demon rice of the Chen family come from?" Mi Zhu's eyes were full of doubts: "I monitored the entire Daliang City, but I didn't notice any movement of the disciples of Haoran Academy. .”

In the past month, countless gods and demons have sold rice to the outside world. Of course, Mi Zhu and Yan Qu are also secretly investigating, but after investigation and investigation, they find nothing.

I saw countless ordinary rice being transported, but there was no large amount of god and demon rice being transported out.

Even the countless gods and demons did not know where they came from.

It's like it just popped out of nowhere.

Yan Qu didn't say a word, he picked up the tea and took a sip quietly. He has not been idle recently, secretly investigating the sale of God and Demon rice by the Chen family and Haoran.

Unfortunately, what the Mi family didn't notice, he also didn't notice.

Perfect!

Chen Lu did it seamlessly.

Think about it too, how can such a shameful thing not be done seamlessly?
The strength of the Mi family is all over the world, even if it is not as good as the line of Li Shengren, but the Mi family is twisted together.

The Mi family is a blood family, connected by blood.One loses, one prospers, all prospers, gathered together with blood as a bond.

Although the lineage of Li Shengren is huge, the disciples under Li Shengren's seat are also three or five small groups, and everyone in the group has their own thoughts, how can they be completely united?
The Mi family do their best, and although the Lishengren lineage is powerful, how many people are really willing to do things with their heart?

"I don't believe it. The magic rice was conjured out of thin air. With so many magic rice, how could the other party not leave any clues? There must be some clues that we have ignored." Mi Zhu was unwilling.

That's the magic rice!
Originally, when Cui Yu was in charge of the rice shop, although Mizhu could not directly obtain the god-and-demon rice, he could buy Cui Yu's god-and-demon rice for his own use.

Now that a disciple of Haoran's lineage is in charge of the rice shop, there is no room for him, a middleman, to play.

"It's actually quite simple to know the origin of the god-devil rice. You don't need to spend so much manpower and fanfare." Yan Qu put down his teacup and looked at the rice pig with a pair of eyes, his words meant something.

"How to check?" Mizhu asked.

"Shouldn't we just ask Cui Yu directly?" Yan channeled.

"Ask Cui Yu directly?" Mi Zhu was taken aback: "Can he tell us?"

"Guess why Cui Yu didn't dare to come out in the courtyard in the north and south of the palace for a month?" Yan Qu said with a smile: "Besides, it's about the big secret of Shenmomi, do you think Cui Yu will hand it over to Haoran Academy willingly? "

"Even if it is for the sake of the old Confucianism, it is absolutely not acceptable. People are selfish. For their own benefit, father and son can betray each other, let alone the interests of ancient gods and demons involved?"

"It's about the interests of the ancient gods and demons. Cui Yu may be able to use the ancient gods and demons to save the old Confucian scholars, but he will never hand over the interests of the ancient gods and demons and hand them over to others, so that others can master the secrets of the ancient gods and demons." Save the old Confucian scholar. You said that now Cui Yu is hiding in Gongnanbei, but Haoran's lineage is selling god and demon rice, why?" Yan channeled.

"Ask Cui Yu directly? Will Cui Yu tell us?" Mizhu was still a little worried: "He is still a student of Haoran Academy after all. Will he tell us at the expense of Haoran Academy's interests?"

"Haoran Academy is a vassal state of human beings. The scholars and officials in the vassal states can betray their vassal states, let alone those disciples of Haoran Academy? Cui Yu has only been in the Haoran lineage for a few years? How long have you known the old Confucian scholars? Maybe I have some feelings with the old Confucian scholar, but if I have feelings and a sense of belonging with Haoran, I would not believe it if I was killed. If you can cultivate to his level, will you be bound by a mere sense of belonging?" Yan Qu smiled lightly : "I don't believe it anymore. If it were you, would you be loyal to the Great Zhou Emperor?"

"Not only will I not be loyal to the Emperor of the Great Zhou, I am afraid that the princes from all walks of life will not be loyal to the Emperor of the Great Zhou. If those people were loyal to the Emperor of the Great Zhou, there would be no earth-shattering battle in Kunlun Mountain."

"According to what you said, maybe we can really break the game with Cui Yu." Mi Zhu said.

"I'm going to pay a visit to Cui Yu." Yan Qu didn't procrastinate, thinking of this, he stood up and walked out.

"Pay attention to your whereabouts, but don't be seen by the disciples of the Haoran lineage." Mi Zhu hurriedly urged.

"I'm not afraid they will see it, but I'm afraid they won't see it." Yan Qu smiled lightly.