Sword inverse Nine Heavens

Chapter 32
Not long after Li Shuomu went out, he came back with a boar.Beasts like boars are still very common in the back mountains.Lu Fan just got the firewood ready, and after a lot of tossing, the two of them quickly put the wild boar on the fire. There were still some ingredients in Li Shuomu's residence, which saved them a lot of time.

The sun was setting and the stars were beginning to rise. When the wild boar on the fire turned golden yellow and made the sound of "Ziz", it was already dark. The two of them looked at the fragrant wild boar on the fire, naturally they had a big appetite vibration.

"I said Xiaofan, where are you from?"

Li Shuomu tore off a piece of meat from the wild boar on the fire. Before the heat dissipated, he impatiently covered his hands with demon energy and started eating. While eating, he did not forget to ask Lu Fan who was beside him. .

"My home is in Tianyang City, a small city."

Lu Fan followed suit. After seeing Li Shuo's curtain start, his stomach growled, and he tore off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. After three times, five times and two, a piece of meat entered Lu Fan's stomach. middle.Although Lu Fan didn't wrap his hands with magic energy, considering the body of a martial artist with advanced physical training, this amount of heat is not enough to bring the slightest pain to Lu Fan.Lu Fan ate the wild pork in his mouth at a speed no less than Li Shuomu who was devouring it.

"Where is Brother Li from?"

When Lu Fan returned Li Shuomu's words, he chatted casually.Li Shuomu ate the last bit of meat in his hand, wiped his mouth, turned his head to Lu Fan and said, "I was born in a small town and had no parents since I was a child. Later, I met an old man, and the old man took me around all day long." , the old man was also a martial artist, he taught me some things and passed away. Before he died, he asked me to join the apprenticeship of the Demon Sky Sect. Let me have a try. Many, not as good as the famous sect, I didn't understand it at the time, so I joined in a daze."

Li Shuomu's eyes were slightly red, his nose twitched, and he continued to Lu Fan: "His grandma, he actually remembered the dead old man. Brother Xiaofan, wait for me."

After Li Shuomu finished speaking, he wiped his sleeves on his face, got up and walked into the room, after a while, he came out with two jugs in his hand, walked to Lu Fan and said, "Brother Xiaofan, go on."

After throwing a jug of wine in his hand to Lu Fan, Li Shuomu also sat down, pulled out the cork from the jug, immediately the strong smell of alcohol came out, he raised his head and took a sip of the jug, then shook his head. Shaking the jug in his hand, he smiled at Lu Fan: "The old man likes to drink the most, so I was taught to like this thing."

Lu Fan nodded, and pulled out the cork from the jug. Like Li Shuomu, he took a sip from the jug with his head up. As soon as the wine entered his throat, Lu Fan spit it out, his face turned red. He stammered: "Brother Li, what does this smell like?"

The spicy taste made Lu Fan spit out the wine in his mouth, but the spicy taste seemed to have penetrated into his throat, and it could not dissipate for a long time, making Lu Fan's face turn red, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Li Shuomu was made to laugh out loud by Lu Fan, patted Lu Fan on the shoulder, and said to Lu Fan: "Unexpectedly, this is the first time for Xiaofan to drink, and I was like this when I first drank, when I saw the old man I drank something delicious every day, so I asked the old man for a sip, who knew it all spewed out, so I asked the old man what kind of bad taste it was, and the old man said, life is short, and there are sour, sweet, bitter and spicy in it, this is the taste of life. "

Seeing Lu Fan's distressed look, Li Shuomu recalled himself back then, smiled and told Lu Fan how he was when he drank alcohol for the first time. As he spoke, his eyes turned red again, and he muttered: : "Old man, life is ups and downs, why do I only taste bitterness?"

"Brother Li, the deceased is dead."

Seeing Li Shuomu's sad look, Lu Fan couldn't understand why Li Shuomu was thinking about others when he saw things. When he thought of the old man he was talking about, he couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart. He had been away from home for so long, and he didn't know that his father still Okay, Lu Fan looked at the sky and felt emotional for a while.

"Come on, Xiaofan, drink again!"

Li Shuomu didn't say anything, took another sip of wine, and stuffed the wild boar into his mouth.Lu Fan looked at Li Shuomu, and put the jug to his mouth, but he stopped gulping and took a sip.

"Haha, come again!"

Seeing Lu Fan drinking, Li Shuomu laughed loudly and took another sip from the flagon.

The two chatted and drank. It was not until midnight that Lu Fan returned to his residence in a drunken state. He took off his dirty clothes and fell on the bed.

Ever since Lu Fan opened up his dantian, he hasn't slept at all, and has completely replaced sleep with meditation, but today, Lu Fan fell asleep after falling down, to relieve the tension in the monster enchantment for a month. tight nerves.

The most important thing in cultivation is hard work. A master must be able to endure the unbearable loneliness of ordinary people. The low-level warriors may not be able to realize this, but like some old monsters, they sometimes meditate for decades. This kind of loneliness is unbearable. endured.

Of course, there is a need to relax and moderate throughout the process of cultivation. Blindly practicing hard is not the correct method. This is what Lu Fan did. He used the power of alcohol to completely relax himself.

Early the next morning, Lu Fan woke up in a daze, his head was still a little dazed, he couldn't help thinking that he drank too much last night, and secretly warned himself to pay attention to the amount in the future.

"Xiaofan, are you awake?"

Lu Fan took out a set of clothes from the storage bag, put them on and washed his face, feeling much better, when he heard Li Shuomu calling himself outside, he wiped it with a towel in a hurry, and pushed away from the room.

"Brother Li is a good drinker."

Seeing that Li Shuomu was fine, Lu Fan envied Li Shuomu's drinking.

"I didn't learn anything from the old man, but I learned to drink!"

Li Shuomu laughed out loud. The two of them were not drunk last night. Unexpectedly, it was Lu Fan's first time to drink, and he could walk this morning after waking up.

"By the way, Xiaofan, let's go to the martial arts training ground on the mountain. Master will give a lecture today."

Li Shuomu suddenly remembered the reason why he came to Lu Fan, and said to Lu Fan, with a guilty look on his face, he said awkwardly: "I forgot about this yesterday."

"Brother Li, what are you talking about? Isn't it all right? Let's go, let's go!"

Seeing Li Shuomu's guilty look, Lu Fan knew that Li Shuomu asked him to drink yesterday. If he couldn't get up today, he would completely miss Murong Chang's lecture today. This kind of opportunity is hard-won, and his seniors usually come to give it to him. People like myself talk about some things about cultivation.

Lu Fan didn't blame Li Shuomu. Didn't he forget yesterday? After waving his hand to Li Shuomu, he said something.Lu Fan's words made Li Shuomu even more embarrassed. Yesterday was the wine he took out, but luckily it didn't delay the matter.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that Li Shuomu still looked guilty, Lu Fan felt a little funny, pulled Li Shuomu up, and walked towards the top of Broken Blade Peak yesterday.Murong Chang's lecture this time did not come easily, the master is a master after all, not to mention that at the level of a military general Murong Chang, what he said was more thorough and targeted than what his senior brother said.

What is Zongmen?It is a group with a fixed inheritance. Compared with casual cultivators, they have more systematic cultivation methods and special people to teach the difficulties that disciples encounter in daily practice, and these are exactly what casual cultivators lack.

This time Murong Chang was able to give a lecture, obviously it was not easy to come by, only once a month on the main peak had the opportunity to hear the elder's lecture, you must know that the elders usually teach the core disciples, that is, the few direct disciples under the sect, they He would regard his direct disciples as his own juniors, while elite disciples were just named disciples. It would be good to give advice on weekdays, but this is hard-earned.Being able to teach all disciples equally, don't say they don't have so much time, even if they have so much time, what they want is people who can support the sect, only a few of these people are enough, and teaching all disciples will only make this kind of People are decreasing, not increasing.

Only by teaching students in accordance with their aptitude can we teach true core disciples.

Just like the current schools, without teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, it will only make geniuses no longer show their sharpness. Even if they can surpass ordinary people, it is limited. This is the result of different systems and methods.

What the school wants to take is the elite route. The strong people of a school are limited. Only when resources are put on the limited people can they truly get the multiplied gains after their efforts.

　Uh, it’s getting too far, teach students according to their aptitude, ask for votes, collect them, ask for rewards! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)