I became a sun

In the martial arts field in Shushan, Lin Bai threw the wooden sword specially made for Xiao Donghua to him.

The size is smaller than that of a normal sword, but it just matches Xiao Donghua's age and height at the moment.

Taking the long sword, Xiao Donghua looked puzzled, "Master, what is this?"

"sword."

"sword?"

"It is a kind of weapon. It is the king of soldiers. It has double blades and a straight head. It can hurt people horizontally and vertically. It can penetrate armor with stabs. It is extremely dangerous. It is born to kill. My school is to practice this way of swordsmanship.

It is the most powerful way to kill all over the world, not one of them. "

Lin Bai stood with his hands behind his back, and a long sword gradually appeared in his right hand, with a fiery red appearance.

The sword frame is flame-shaped, the sword body is long and thin, the center of the sword body is slightly blue-purple, and the overall shape is like a burning flame, without losing its vigor.

It was the Fen Ji sword that Lin Bai took from the pool of swords.

In terms of the word handsome, most people are similar, and Xiao Donghua is no exception.

He looked at the long sword enviously, and then at the wooden sword in his hand, pouted with aggrieved expression.

"Master, why are mine made of wood?"

"Swords are double-edged, hurting others is also easy to hurt yourself. You are still young, and wooden swords are most suitable for you. Besides, wooden swords are also a relatively advanced level in kendo."

With a gentle smile on Lin Bai's face, he paused, and continued under Xiao Donghua's puzzled expression.

"Sword intent is a container, and sword moves are water. A one-jin wine jar, even if it is filled with 50-year-old flower carvings, is only one catty full.

If you want to become a great tool, first turn yourself into a wine tank, wine cellar, pond, lake, and even the sea.

By the time of Dacheng, vegetation, bamboo and stone can all be used as swords.There is nothing wrong with every gesture. "

Xiao Donghua nodded half-understood.

Lin Bai didn't explain too much, Xiao Donghua is still young, knowing too much will also affect the way of swordsmanship.

"Look, I'll only do it once." Lin Bai said softly.

After the words fell, he swung his sword and went forward to demonstrate Shushan swordsmanship, and pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky at this moment.

Cooperating with this snow scene, every move has an unusual beauty and artistic conception.

Xiao Donghua watched from one side, and was fascinated unconsciously, and froze in place.

The corners of Lin Bai's mouth raised slightly, but he didn't speak. He continued to wave the long sword, and the blade cut through the air with a crisp sound.

Xiao Donghua's talent is very strong, no matter what practice he is in, he is the best.

During this period of time, he was already in samadhi. In fact, Lin Bai could directly inject sword moves into Xiao Donghua's mind.

But the sword moves that Lin Bai wants to teach Donghua are secondary, and the sword intent with which he dances the sword is the most important.

On the hillside of Buzhou Mountain.

With a human face and a dragon body, the reddish-brown behemoth with a length of thousands of miles is overlooking the old man below.

Candle Dragon

The huge body gave the old man an incomparable sense of oppression, which made him break out in a cold sweat involuntarily.

Subsequently.

I saw Zhulong uttering words and saying in a deep voice.

"Okay, you go back and report to the saint first, just say that I know it, and let him wait patiently."

The old man heaved a sigh of relief, bowed to Zhulong, turned and left.

half an hour.

Seeing the old man leave completely, Zhulong, who was as indifferent as before, lost his composure instantly.

Started to move around aimlessly.

"That's right, absolutely right, that's definitely Father God."

Zhulong was very excited and began to think about what he should do next.

to see him?

No, my duty is to be stationed at Buzhou Mountain, responsible for the change of day and night, and the change of seasons, so I can't leave my post without authorization.

The somewhat irritable Candle Dragon wriggled around, as if it had thought of something.

Those huge eyes fixed on the two gods with one red and one basket at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain.

So what if Buzhou Mountain is gone?

Time flies, time flies, and hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

And Xiao Donghua has also grown up, and practiced his sword in the martial arts arena as usual, under the swing, the sword is full of energy.

His eyes are indifferent, he is dressed in a purple shirt, elegant and elegant, and his silver hair is like the frozen snow of Shushan Mountain.

On the attic, Lin Bai looked at Donghua calmly.

Since the death of Donghua's parents a hundred years ago, he has stayed in Shushan and never went out.

I stay with kendo all day long, and practice sword every day besides practicing sword.

Although this pleased Lin Bai as a master,

But Donghua's temperament became more and more cold and indifferent with time.

In addition to the usual respect for Lin Bai, his eyes became colder and colder.

Completely lost the agility of the past, like a cold block of ice, I think so.

Except for Lin Bai, there are only two big golden crows that never appear at the same time in the whole Shu Mountain, which is too deserted.

People who practice swords all day are also stupid.

If this trend continues, Donghua's kendo will inevitably develop into a ruthless sword.

Although the ruthless sword is strong, it is a pity that it is too unrealistic. Human beings are emotional creatures, so how can they be truly ruthless?