Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

The two held their swords in salute at the same time: "Understood."

Gai Nie spoke first: "Gai Nie, five years old, learned Zongjian, and he is good at counting, so he is Zongjian."

Wei Zhuang followed behind Gai Nie Dui: "Wei Zhuang, six years old, learned horizontal sword and is good at horizontal sword."

After finishing speaking, not to be outdone, he gave Ge Nie a sideways glance.

Gu Nan saw the small actions of the two of them and didn't care. It's okay for the little devil to be competitive.

"I have dabbled in both vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, but I have only learned swords for three months, and what I have learned is only the basics. In terms of sword moves, I am afraid that I am not as good as you two."

As Gu Nan said, Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie unconsciously thought of Gu Nan's Thirteen Swords in the hall yesterday.

They only saw the sword and the last sword, and the rest, they only saw the brilliance.

I don't dare to think about it now, there is really no sword move, what kind of move do I need to take people's lives directly.

"What I can tell you is nothing more than what the predecessors said, or what I said from my own experience. I don't know how useful it is."

"However, since the ghost old man entrusted you to me, I will teach you what I know. You can learn as much as you should and as much as you can."

"Thank you, Sister."

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie said in unison.

This is also taught by Guiguzi, he said, and when he met Gu Nan, he called his senior sister, so that he could get close.This person is very lazy, if he wants to get the words out of her mouth, they have to learn to behave.

"Girl." Xiaolu's voice came, but she had already hugged two logs to Gu Nan's side, panting slightly.

"I brought the firewood."

Gu Nan looked at Xiaolu and smiled, and reached out to wipe the sweat on Xiaolu's forehead: "I'm not in a hurry, I don't need to be in such a hurry, there are not so many things at home."

"The girl said it lightly." Xiaolu rolled her eyes: "I'm not in a hurry to learn to be like a girl. Who will clean, cook, and take care of affairs in this house..."

"Ah, haha, that's it." Gu Nan scratched her hair in embarrassment.

He glared at Ge Nie Weizhuang who was at the side: "Are you still practicing?"

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Chapter 75: My father also made me a small wooden sword

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie stood on both sides, holding two bronze swords that were almost as tall as themselves, each posing with their own sword postures.

One vertical and one horizontal.

Gu Nan frowned slightly. When she was learning that day, she felt that the ghost valley swordsmanship was two different swordsmanship.

When Guigu was teaching her, she raised this question, Guiguzi laughed and said, only learning swordsmanship, vertical and horizontal, but you must not learn both vertical and horizontal at the same time.

Gu Nan only learns swordsmanship, so he can naturally fight with fellow practitioners, but he cooperates with the method of breathing.

This vertical and horizontal opposition is even more obvious.

Gu Nan frowned secretly, the martial arts within a school should all come from the same source, but the methods are different, most of them should be a feeling.

How could there be two complete sets of martial arts with such a big difference, that is to say, the martial arts of the Chou family, she also believed it.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang began to practice, their swords flickered and their swordsmanship was exquisite, this age was enough to make people look sideways.

But Gu Nan took a few glances, then lowered his head, picked up a piece of wood brought by Xiaolu, pulled Wuge from his waist, and began to cut it.

Strategist... Gu Nan was whittling wood while thinking about this school of thought with few disciples.

Forget it, don't think too much, just ask the ghost old man when he comes back.

Thinking about it, Gu Nan looked at the two sword performers in the arena again, comparing the difference between the two swordsmen, the Wuge in his hand cut off the pieces of firewood cleanly.

Two people can play swords like a cup of tea.

The wood in Gu Nan's hand has turned into two short wooden swords with no good looks.

The hilt of the sword is crooked, the grid cannot be carved, and the body of the sword is pitted, even the edge of the sword has not been sharpened.

Well, this is a wooden sword in her eyes.

In the eyes of others, it should be two logs that can't even be used as firewood.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang stepped forward and stood in front of Gu Nan in doubt: "Senior sister, what are you doing?"

They all already have the cultivation base of internal breath, the breath is much longer than ordinary people, but it is only a set of swordsmanship, and they will not be tired.

From what they saw just now, they watched Gu Nan grind and carve these two pieces of wood, as if he was doing something.

Now the wood looked like this, and they couldn't recognize what it was.

Feeling that her thoughts are beautiful, but the reality is cruel, Gu Nan raised her brows and pursed her lips.

I still don't believe it...

Two wooden sticks are so hard...

"Come here first today, come here tomorrow, I have something to do!" After finishing speaking, Gu Nan got up and left.

Before leaving, she said to Xiaolu, take more wood like this to her room.

Although Xiaolu was depressed about the girl's waste of firewood, she could only follow her.

Only Huaxian, who had been sitting on the side playing the piano, seemed to see something, and covered her mouth and laughed.

The girl is still like this, always with such a childish temper.

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On the second day, when Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie arrived at the courtyard, Gu Nan was already standing there holding two wooden swords.

The styles of the wooden swords are roughly the same, but there are many differences in details, some are short, but they are just enough for Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang to use.

Although the polishing is not very good, it is much better than the first two, at least, it can be seen that it is a sword.

Gu Nan weighed the weight of the wooden sword. It was too light for her, but it should be just right for the two children.

"Next." Throwing the wooden swords to the two of them respectively.

"The bronze swords of both of you have grown a bit, and your wrists haven't grown well yet. The bronze sword is too heavy, and it won't do you any good to use it."

He pointed to the wooden sword and said, "Try it."