In those years, the cultivators we cut together
Chapter 72 Departure
On that day, Lin Xiaolu was the same as usual, tossing himself until late at night before going back to the small courtyard to rest.
He is very excited. After coming to Emei for a year, he will finally go down the mountain to play. This is full of fatal attraction for an active eight-year-old child, and it also makes him use a little more energy when hunting in the forest. Two tigers, a porcupine, and a pangolin came back.
But he still suppressed his excitement, because the boss said that the road to martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!
So no matter how excited and impetuous he was, he did not relax and exercise.
Perhaps it is this rare self-discipline, as well as a little bit of clever mind and a little bit of well-developed limbs, that made him possess abilities that others could not imagine at the age of eight.
His current throwing knife can accurately hit an apricot within 30 meters.
He has also achieved a small success in mandarin duck step. With a load of five hundred catties on his back, his speed of climbing trees in the room is not much slower than that of an ape.
And all these abilities are due to his extreme self-discipline and hard work.
Of course, there is also that tiger blood, that good fortune that risked his life and endured it!
……
……
The second day, in the morning.
Lin Xiaolu said goodbye to Li Miaoxin and Xiao Yu'er briefly, and then followed Li Mingru to Mount Emei while eating apples.
"Crack!"
On the crystal-clear Xundao Bridge, the sweet flesh was bitten off by the boy, his mouth and cheeks were bulging, just like a little hamster.
Li Mingru walked in front of him, exhorting again as he walked:
"Xiaolu, the six throwing knives given to you by your teacher are serious weapons for killing enemies. You should not take them out to play with at ordinary times. You can only use them when you are in danger. Do you understand?"
Lin Xiaolu nodded seriously when he heard the words, and said a long "Oh~"
Li Mingru gave him six throwing knives, which were not the ten-pound practice supplies before, but serious sharp blades that cut iron like mud. They were all inserted into leather knife sheaths and placed on the outside of his two thighs.
There are three handles on the left and three handles on the right, and you can touch them with your hands hanging down naturally.
Li Mingru said that these throwing knives are much lighter than the practice supplies, and their power is not bad. With the same strength, they can fly faster and farther.
"Boss, can you give me some other weapons." Lin Xiaolu said vaguely with the flesh in his mouth, "I don't like flying knives very much."
Li Mingru carried the wine gourd and smiled casually: "What weapon do you want?"
"I want a machete." Lin Xiaolu said, "I haven't learned the sword skills in my book Jin Yiwei Ba Dao yet."
Li Mingru glanced at him in surprise: "Using a knife? Isn't it good to use a sword? Shouldn't children of your age like swordsmen who practice swords? They are chic, handsome, and awe-inspiring."
"I don't want a sword." Lin Xiaolu shook his head while holding the big red apple:
"The sword is not domineering at all. The storyteller said that only girls use swords. A real man, when he comes out to mess around, he wants to kill people, and when he kills people, he has to use a knife. I want to be a horizontal knife and immediately, I am happy." The swordsman of vengeance!
After all, with a sharp knife in hand, it is the romance of a real man! "
Li Mingru looked at his arrogant and mentally retarded appearance, tried his best to hold back his smile, and then asked curiously: "You always say that this storyteller talks about this and that, who is he?"
"He is old man Zhang from our village."
"Oh, then who is this old man?"
"Old man Zhang is the storyteller of our village."
Li Mingru: ...
He didn't ask any more questions, presumably he couldn't find out why, probably this stupid disciple himself didn't know the name of the storyteller.
He said helplessly: "Forget it, since you like knives, my teacher promises you, don't be naughty when you go down the mountain this time, my teacher will find a precious blade for you, but you can only protect yourself and not deceive others. "
"Really!" Lin Xiaolu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Mingru in surprise and said excitedly: "Then boss, let's keep our word, you can find me a good knife, the kind that can kill immortal cultivators, and I will promise to listen to you in the future .”
Can cut immortal cultivator?
Li Mingru looked embarrassed, then bit the bullet and nodded.
The words have been spoken, and it would be a bit embarrassing to take them back at this time.
It's just that my disciple doesn't have spiritual power in his body, so naturally he can't activate the magical weapon, and the weapon given to him is destined to be a common blade.
But what kind of mortal blade can break through the body-protecting aura and magic weapon of an immortal cultivator?
Tsk tsk, it's not easy to deal with. Li Mingru felt that the bragging was a little headache. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't have any idea, so he decided to look back and take Lin Xiaolu to Mount Emei first.
At this moment, outside the Qingluan Hall on the top of Emei Peak, Ye Qingluan, who was wearing a long white dress, was lying on a cool chair at the entrance of the main hall, with his little Erlang's legs stacked on top of each other, gnawing on a cantaloupe.
In front of her, there were several people standing respectfully.
Tang Xin, the great disciple of Tongyao.
Chen Nianyun, a disciple of the Lingjian lineage, and his master Fang Wuxiu.
Yu Chuchu, a disciple of Yaoyuan's lineage, and Sun Tangliang, his master.
Dongfangdan, a disciple of Jiuying's lineage, and master Zhao Xuanyi.
They just came here not long ago, the three old men with branch veins, and Tang Xin, the younger generation, were chatting casually, while the three young disciples Chen Nianyun, Yu Chuchu, and Dongfangdan naturally didn't dare to say much, and stood obediently and honestly. Do not move.
Soon, Li Mingru and Lin Xiaolu slowly appeared, and when Lin Xiaolu saw them, he immediately shouted happily: "Raksha hag, little egg!"
The loud shout attracted everyone's attention for a moment.
Dongfang Dan was also excited when he saw Lin Xiaolu, but his master was still there, so he could only wink at Lin Xiaolu and dare not go up to see him.
Tang Xin didn't have any worries. After saluting Li Mingru, she looked at Lin Xiaolu with a smile, and pinched his little face.
"I didn't expect you, a little troublemaker, to recruit disciples with my senior sister. It's interesting. You must listen to my senior sister along the way, you know?"
Lin Xiaolu's cheeks were pinched by her jade fingers, with an expression of disbelief, she hummed disdainfully: "If you don't listen, let's see how you behave then."
When Tang Xin heard this, she couldn't laugh or cry, but she was not Li Miaoxin's limp character. Seeing Lin Xiaolu being naughty, she immediately narrowed her cute big eyes and threatened:
"Look at my performance? If you are disobedient at that time, Senior Sister, I will hang you up and play your little guy~"
After hearing this, Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then his cheeks puffed up, and he glared at Tang Xin, looking very angry.
"Hey, hey, Li Mingru, you are too slow!"
Ye Qingluan on the cool chair was eating melons, muttering and urging: "You are the slowest every time, are you drunk again?"
Li Mingru smiled apologetically at Ye Qingluan, and then patted Lin Xiaolu's head.
"Meet the master quickly."
"Oh." Lin Xiaolu looked serious, stepped forward very politely and said respectfully: "Disciple convinces others with virtue and is the leader of the Emei Sect, Lin Xiaolu, pay my respects to the head sister!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was startled.
Ye Qingluan let out a "puchi" laugh, lying on the cool chair and staring at her legs.
The three elders, Zhao Xuanyi, Fang Wuxiu, and Sun Tangliang looked at Lin Xiaolu and frowned, and secretly scolded the master and apprentice for their virtue.
Fortunately, Ye Qingluan was not angry. After laughing a few times, he found it funny, and winked at Lin Xiaolu cutely.
In the arena, the 11-year-old Chen Nianyun and the nine-year-old Yu Chuchu also took a few glances at Lin Xiaolu. Chen Nianyun had no expression on his face, and looked like a little adult, while Yu Chuchu's eyes were slightly cold, and he hummed softly. one time.
Seeing that everyone was here, Ye Qingluan smiled at Tang Xin and said, "Girl Tang, I will leave these four little guys to you. You have to take good care of them along the way."
"Don't worry, Sect Leader, this disciple will take good care of the younger brothers and sisters," Tang Xin replied.
Ye Qingluan then smiled at Lin Xiaolu and the other children: "Let you go this time is a kind of recognition from the head and the elders. I hope you will behave well. You must listen to Senior Sister Tang and don't be naughty. do you know?"
"I know." The four children responded together.
Ye Qingluan nodded in satisfaction. She didn't have much to say. It wasn't the first time Tang Xin had recruited disciples on behalf of Emei. She had rich experience and had nothing to worry about.
She got down from the cool chair, patted the cantaloupe residue on her hand, and then raised her little hand, a green glow burst out in her hand, and a delicate and flawless jadeite Ruyi bloomed in her palm.
He is very excited. After coming to Emei for a year, he will finally go down the mountain to play. This is full of fatal attraction for an active eight-year-old child, and it also makes him use a little more energy when hunting in the forest. Two tigers, a porcupine, and a pangolin came back.
But he still suppressed his excitement, because the boss said that the road to martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!
So no matter how excited and impetuous he was, he did not relax and exercise.
Perhaps it is this rare self-discipline, as well as a little bit of clever mind and a little bit of well-developed limbs, that made him possess abilities that others could not imagine at the age of eight.
His current throwing knife can accurately hit an apricot within 30 meters.
He has also achieved a small success in mandarin duck step. With a load of five hundred catties on his back, his speed of climbing trees in the room is not much slower than that of an ape.
And all these abilities are due to his extreme self-discipline and hard work.
Of course, there is also that tiger blood, that good fortune that risked his life and endured it!
……
……
The second day, in the morning.
Lin Xiaolu said goodbye to Li Miaoxin and Xiao Yu'er briefly, and then followed Li Mingru to Mount Emei while eating apples.
"Crack!"
On the crystal-clear Xundao Bridge, the sweet flesh was bitten off by the boy, his mouth and cheeks were bulging, just like a little hamster.
Li Mingru walked in front of him, exhorting again as he walked:
"Xiaolu, the six throwing knives given to you by your teacher are serious weapons for killing enemies. You should not take them out to play with at ordinary times. You can only use them when you are in danger. Do you understand?"
Lin Xiaolu nodded seriously when he heard the words, and said a long "Oh~"
Li Mingru gave him six throwing knives, which were not the ten-pound practice supplies before, but serious sharp blades that cut iron like mud. They were all inserted into leather knife sheaths and placed on the outside of his two thighs.
There are three handles on the left and three handles on the right, and you can touch them with your hands hanging down naturally.
Li Mingru said that these throwing knives are much lighter than the practice supplies, and their power is not bad. With the same strength, they can fly faster and farther.
"Boss, can you give me some other weapons." Lin Xiaolu said vaguely with the flesh in his mouth, "I don't like flying knives very much."
Li Mingru carried the wine gourd and smiled casually: "What weapon do you want?"
"I want a machete." Lin Xiaolu said, "I haven't learned the sword skills in my book Jin Yiwei Ba Dao yet."
Li Mingru glanced at him in surprise: "Using a knife? Isn't it good to use a sword? Shouldn't children of your age like swordsmen who practice swords? They are chic, handsome, and awe-inspiring."
"I don't want a sword." Lin Xiaolu shook his head while holding the big red apple:
"The sword is not domineering at all. The storyteller said that only girls use swords. A real man, when he comes out to mess around, he wants to kill people, and when he kills people, he has to use a knife. I want to be a horizontal knife and immediately, I am happy." The swordsman of vengeance!
After all, with a sharp knife in hand, it is the romance of a real man! "
Li Mingru looked at his arrogant and mentally retarded appearance, tried his best to hold back his smile, and then asked curiously: "You always say that this storyteller talks about this and that, who is he?"
"He is old man Zhang from our village."
"Oh, then who is this old man?"
"Old man Zhang is the storyteller of our village."
Li Mingru: ...
He didn't ask any more questions, presumably he couldn't find out why, probably this stupid disciple himself didn't know the name of the storyteller.
He said helplessly: "Forget it, since you like knives, my teacher promises you, don't be naughty when you go down the mountain this time, my teacher will find a precious blade for you, but you can only protect yourself and not deceive others. "
"Really!" Lin Xiaolu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Mingru in surprise and said excitedly: "Then boss, let's keep our word, you can find me a good knife, the kind that can kill immortal cultivators, and I will promise to listen to you in the future .”
Can cut immortal cultivator?
Li Mingru looked embarrassed, then bit the bullet and nodded.
The words have been spoken, and it would be a bit embarrassing to take them back at this time.
It's just that my disciple doesn't have spiritual power in his body, so naturally he can't activate the magical weapon, and the weapon given to him is destined to be a common blade.
But what kind of mortal blade can break through the body-protecting aura and magic weapon of an immortal cultivator?
Tsk tsk, it's not easy to deal with. Li Mingru felt that the bragging was a little headache. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't have any idea, so he decided to look back and take Lin Xiaolu to Mount Emei first.
At this moment, outside the Qingluan Hall on the top of Emei Peak, Ye Qingluan, who was wearing a long white dress, was lying on a cool chair at the entrance of the main hall, with his little Erlang's legs stacked on top of each other, gnawing on a cantaloupe.
In front of her, there were several people standing respectfully.
Tang Xin, the great disciple of Tongyao.
Chen Nianyun, a disciple of the Lingjian lineage, and his master Fang Wuxiu.
Yu Chuchu, a disciple of Yaoyuan's lineage, and Sun Tangliang, his master.
Dongfangdan, a disciple of Jiuying's lineage, and master Zhao Xuanyi.
They just came here not long ago, the three old men with branch veins, and Tang Xin, the younger generation, were chatting casually, while the three young disciples Chen Nianyun, Yu Chuchu, and Dongfangdan naturally didn't dare to say much, and stood obediently and honestly. Do not move.
Soon, Li Mingru and Lin Xiaolu slowly appeared, and when Lin Xiaolu saw them, he immediately shouted happily: "Raksha hag, little egg!"
The loud shout attracted everyone's attention for a moment.
Dongfang Dan was also excited when he saw Lin Xiaolu, but his master was still there, so he could only wink at Lin Xiaolu and dare not go up to see him.
Tang Xin didn't have any worries. After saluting Li Mingru, she looked at Lin Xiaolu with a smile, and pinched his little face.
"I didn't expect you, a little troublemaker, to recruit disciples with my senior sister. It's interesting. You must listen to my senior sister along the way, you know?"
Lin Xiaolu's cheeks were pinched by her jade fingers, with an expression of disbelief, she hummed disdainfully: "If you don't listen, let's see how you behave then."
When Tang Xin heard this, she couldn't laugh or cry, but she was not Li Miaoxin's limp character. Seeing Lin Xiaolu being naughty, she immediately narrowed her cute big eyes and threatened:
"Look at my performance? If you are disobedient at that time, Senior Sister, I will hang you up and play your little guy~"
After hearing this, Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then his cheeks puffed up, and he glared at Tang Xin, looking very angry.
"Hey, hey, Li Mingru, you are too slow!"
Ye Qingluan on the cool chair was eating melons, muttering and urging: "You are the slowest every time, are you drunk again?"
Li Mingru smiled apologetically at Ye Qingluan, and then patted Lin Xiaolu's head.
"Meet the master quickly."
"Oh." Lin Xiaolu looked serious, stepped forward very politely and said respectfully: "Disciple convinces others with virtue and is the leader of the Emei Sect, Lin Xiaolu, pay my respects to the head sister!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was startled.
Ye Qingluan let out a "puchi" laugh, lying on the cool chair and staring at her legs.
The three elders, Zhao Xuanyi, Fang Wuxiu, and Sun Tangliang looked at Lin Xiaolu and frowned, and secretly scolded the master and apprentice for their virtue.
Fortunately, Ye Qingluan was not angry. After laughing a few times, he found it funny, and winked at Lin Xiaolu cutely.
In the arena, the 11-year-old Chen Nianyun and the nine-year-old Yu Chuchu also took a few glances at Lin Xiaolu. Chen Nianyun had no expression on his face, and looked like a little adult, while Yu Chuchu's eyes were slightly cold, and he hummed softly. one time.
Seeing that everyone was here, Ye Qingluan smiled at Tang Xin and said, "Girl Tang, I will leave these four little guys to you. You have to take good care of them along the way."
"Don't worry, Sect Leader, this disciple will take good care of the younger brothers and sisters," Tang Xin replied.
Ye Qingluan then smiled at Lin Xiaolu and the other children: "Let you go this time is a kind of recognition from the head and the elders. I hope you will behave well. You must listen to Senior Sister Tang and don't be naughty. do you know?"
"I know." The four children responded together.
Ye Qingluan nodded in satisfaction. She didn't have much to say. It wasn't the first time Tang Xin had recruited disciples on behalf of Emei. She had rich experience and had nothing to worry about.
She got down from the cool chair, patted the cantaloupe residue on her hand, and then raised her little hand, a green glow burst out in her hand, and a delicate and flawless jadeite Ruyi bloomed in her palm.
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