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Chapter 178 Instructing the Emei School

Under the starlight, by the bonfire, brothers Suning, Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo sat around with Miejue Shitai and her direct disciples. The long night was long and sleepless.

Miejue Shitai made no secret of his admiration for Suning, and said in admiration: "With Su Shaoxia accompanying him, the destruction of the Demon Cult is just around the corner."

The female disciples of the Emei Sect looked at Suning with admiration and admiration. All in all, a real strong man must be eye-catching.

Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly helplessly. As the acting head of the Wudang School, this little junior brother took all the limelight away, and even his own son is now the blue one. Even if there is no jealousy in his heart, the bitterness is indescribable .

For the Jianghu, from Zhang Sanfeng to Suning is the link between the past and the future, and Song Yuanqiao was directly ignored.

Song Qingshu teased and said: "Master, do you want my little master to teach you some sword techniques?"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhang Wuji became a little moved, for fear that Miejue Shitai would get angry too. In his impression, Miejue Shitai was an irritable and cold middle-aged woman who should not be approached by strangers.

While thinking about it, Zhang Wuji took a peek at Suning. He was really impressed by this little uncle who had healed himself and taught him inner skills. We recognize each other.

Zhu'er glanced at Zhang Wuji, and saw that his gaze was looking towards the campfire from time to time, with some strange expressions on his face, and followed his gaze.

She seemed to be thinking a little bit wrongly, and teased: "Brother A Niu, don't think about it, that girl is the only apprentice of Suning, the number one master in the world. Even if your internal strength is not bad, how can you be worthy of such a fairy?" like character."

Zhang Wuji knew that she was thinking wrongly, so he quickly retorted: "How could I?"

At this time, a Wudang disciple who was guarding him scolded: "Stop talking nonsense."

The spider stuck out its tongue, bowed its head and remained silent.

Zhang Wuji felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but he also experienced the sinister heart, life and death several times, his mood was unprecedentedly stable, after a calm smile, he also bowed his head and remained silent.

On the other side, Miejue Shitai was not as angry as Zhang Wuji imagined, but smiled and said: "Su Shaoxia is invincible in martial arts, this is already known to all, if Song Shaoxia doesn't dislike my Emei disciple's poor qualifications, give me a few tips, the poor Ni can't thank you enough."

Su Ning waved his hand and said, "Master, you don't have to be polite, I don't have such a stingy swordsmanship that I can pass."

A disciple of Emei joked: "Su Shaoxia's invincible swordsmanship is not bad, so there is no swordsmanship in this world that is too good."

Miejue Shitai turned her head and glared at the disciple, and she immediately flinched, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Su Ning saw that the female disciple was quite beautiful, so she interceded for her: "Master, this junior sister is also a kind-hearted person."

Miejueshi couldn't help but give Suning face, nodded and said: "If Su Shaoxia hadn't interceded for you, you would have been punished by the family rules."

The Emei disciple breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Suning gratefully.

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was slightly angry.

Song Qingshu clasped his hands together, and said with great interest: "Junior Sister, Junior Martial Uncle is so popular, you have to grasp it, otherwise, you will call someone else Mistress in the future, haha."

This pair of Huanxi enemies often bicker, but the friendship between them is good, but they just can't see each other.

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't refute, she was angry and silent.

Suning stood up and said: "Let's first ask Master Tai's proud disciple to compete with my nephew Qingshu."

Miejue Shitai immediately got up and called Jingxu.

Song Qingshu walked forward with a wry smile, not wanting to take action, but it was hard to disobey his junior uncle's order.

Song Qingshu and Jingxu walked to an open sandy place.

Fortunately, the stars in the desert are bright, and the scattered light shines everywhere like a gloomy day.

"Junior sister Jingxu, please give me your advice." Song Qingshu bowed his hands in greeting, with a gentlemanly demeanor.

Jingxu returned the courtesy and said: "I also ask Brother Song to be merciful under the sword."

After the formalities are over and the sword is out of its sheath, Jingxu's martial arts are naturally far from Song Qingshu's opponent, so Song Qingshu has never made a real killer move, but let Jingxu use his martial arts to the limit little by little.

Everyone stood up, watching this contest with great interest.

Song Yuanqiao said with a bitter voice: "Qingshu's martial arts have improved compared to last month."

Seeing Jingxu being completely beaten by Song Qingshu, Master Jue smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Su, Jingxu's low martial arts makes you laugh."

Su Ning didn't make fun of it, but said seriously: "Master Tai, Qingfu swordsmanship and Qingping's true energy, the essence of each other lies in the three characters of clear, strange and soft, clear as wind, strange as clouds, and soft as water, the three main points All must be returned to one, otherwise it will be difficult for the swordsmanship to exert its maximum power."

Miejue Shi was too thoughtful.

Zhang Wuji suddenly realized that he put his fingers together to make a sword, imitating Jingxu's sword gestures, and gradually became fascinated.

Zhu'er smiled disdainfully and said: "Brother Aniu, are you possessed by a demon? The Qingfu swordsmanship is Suning's original swordsmanship. If you want to learn it secretly, you have to learn it from that Mr. Song to learn its subtleties." .”

Zhang Wuji ignored it, and there was a faint sword light flowing between his fingers, and he was in a state of ecstasy.

"Stinky boy, when did you secretly learn my little uncle's Qingfu sword technique?"

The guarding Wudang disciples saw that Zhang Wuji was using his sword finger to display the green sword glow of the Qingfu swordsmanship. He immediately handed out the Qingsteel sword, ready to put it on Zhang Wuji's neck, and asked him how he learned it secretly.

Zhang Wuji withdrew his fingers, did not hide or dodge, and said seriously: "That Master Jingxu taught me just now."

Seeing Zhang Wuji being strangled by Qiutang, Zhou Zhiruo immediately said: "Qiutang, this brother's martial arts are far superior to yours, so don't humiliate yourself and step down."

"Yes, Sister."

Qiutang had no choice, who made Zhou Zhiruo the only apprentice of the junior uncle, among the third generation of disciples, except Senior Brother Song, who dared not listen to her orders.

Zhou Zhiruo walked up to Zhang Wuji at this time, looked at him carefully, and said, "You seem to be a person."

Zhang Wuji was extremely nervous, his back felt cold, and he was a little numb.

Zhu'er snorted, thinking that Zhang Wuji was fascinated by the beauty, she was dumbfounded.

"not good."

Suning frowned slightly when he saw Song Qingshu slashing down with his sword.

Song Qingshu's martial arts were all taught by him, so he could easily see that Song Qingshu's swordsmanship was showing some murderous aura at this time. taught.

This also made Song Qingshu's swordsmanship greatly improved, and at the same time, sometimes it was difficult to grasp the proportions when using the sword.

"Qingshu stop!"

Song Yuanqiao immediately shouted and flew over to stop him.

Miejue Shitai also looted.

It's a pity that it was too late, but fortunately Suning had already arrived, and with a flick of his sleeve, Song Qingshu's green steel sword flew into the sand.

"Little uncle, Qingshu has disgraced you!"

Song Qingshu hurriedly bent down to plead guilty.

Jingxu escaped a disaster, and his beauty was eclipsed.

Juejue Shitai had also arrived at this time, and interceded: "Su Shaoxia, Mr. Song didn't do it on purpose, you can forgive him, he is a poor nun who has no way, and Jingxu's martial arts are too low."

Suning nodded, looked at Song Qingshu and shook his head, "Qingshu, you still don't know what swordsmanship is."

Song Qingshu doesn't understand swordsmanship?
If it were anyone else, they would naturally not believe it. You must know that at a young age, Song Qingshu had already developed the sword radiance that many swordsmen dream of.

But this is what Suning said, and no one can refute it.

Song Qingshu lowered his head in shame.

Su Ning sighed, took ten steps, drew his sword and said, "Look carefully, swordsmanship must flow like clouds and flowing water, and the murderous aura in swordsmanship must be hidden under the flowing water, so that it can be sent and received freely."

As he spoke, Suning slowly performed a set of sword techniques. The sword light was like the moon, and there was a sound of wind and water.

Miejue Shitai hurriedly asked his apprentice to observe carefully.

The same is true for Song Yuanqiao.

In the world of swordsmanship, if it is only based on killing power, only Suning has such strong killing power that it is unparalleled in the world.

(End of this chapter)