Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Wang Su to say this to him.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Su wants me to teach you the way of the sword? Of course I can."

“However, Daoist Wang Su, as a disciple of Wushuang Sect, is learning swordsmanship from an outsider like me…”

Zhang Yifeng looked embarrassed while speaking.

After all, Wang Su is a disciple of Wushuang Sect, so it would be a bit inappropriate for him to learn swordsmanship from him.

"In Wushuang Sect, apart from the Sect Master, only Senior Uncle Tianchenzi is good at swordsmanship."

"However, neither of them is my master. According to the sect rules, I cannot learn their swordsmanship."

Wang Su replied somewhat embarrassedly. He also understood Zhang Yifeng's concerns.

But in order to take his strength to a higher level and even match the unparalleled sword intent he has comprehended now, he really wants to learn from Zhang Yifeng.

Looking at the determination flashing in Wangsu's eyes, Zhang Yifeng understood his determination without saying anything.

However, to be cautious, Zhang Yifeng turned around and looked at Lu Shuang, asking for his opinion.

If Lu Shuang disagreed, or if something unexpected happened, Zhang Yifeng would have no choice but to refuse.

The reason why Lu Shuang was not good enough was probably because he and Wang Su did not have much interaction in the past.

After Zhang Yifeng's gaze swept over, Lu Shuang nodded slightly.

"Okay, then I will try my best to teach you, Taoist Wangsu."

"However, this is just mutual assistance between fellow Taoists. Daoist Wang Su, don't take it too seriously."

Zhang Yifeng pondered for a moment and explained to Wangsu.

He had no intention of accepting a disciple, let alone doing these things in the world of Lu Shuang's memory.

"Of course, Senior Zhang, rest assured, I have no intention of betraying my master."

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng agreed, Wang Su hurriedly nodded in response.

Time flies, and nearly a month has passed.

During this period of time, all the damage caused by the evil cultivators' attack on the Wushuang Sect has been fully recovered.

Zhang Yifeng also used his spare time to teach Wang Su many kendo concepts.

From the time they spent together, it seemed that Wang Su didn't have much understanding of kendo.

In order to help him lay the foundation, Zhang Yifeng spent a full half month.

Under the guidance of Zhang Yifeng, Wang Su's swordsmanship skills continued to improve by leaps and bounds.

Until now, the light that the red sword in his hand can emit is far greater than before.

During this month, Zhang Yifeng and Lu Shuang were not idle either. They were both preparing for the unknown danger.

Lu Shuang locked himself in the room to practice every day, and with the help of Zhang Yifeng's refined pills, his cultivation level continued to improve.

In addition, Lu Shuang also refined a lot of things in case of emergency.

Some of the most powerful weapons among them would make even Zhang Yifeng secretly frightened upon seeing them.

On this day, Zhang Yifeng was in the bamboo forest behind the Wushuang Sect, guiding Wang Su in his sword practice.

At this moment, a light cough suddenly came from a distance.

Zhang Yifeng looked back and saw that Lu Shuang had already arrived.

Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand to calculate the time and his heart trembled.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Su, let's stop practicing swordsmanship today. I need to assist Brother Lu in his recovery."

Zhang Yifeng turned around and spoke calmly to Wang Su, who was sweating profusely.

"Yes, Senior Zhang!"

Upon hearing the voice, Wang Su immediately dispelled the red sword in his hand, then stood still and bowed deeply to Zhang Yifeng.

Although the two of them were not master and disciple, Wang Su treated Zhang Yifeng like his own master during the process of practicing swordsmanship.

This is naturally because Zhang Yifeng's swordsmanship skills have won the respect and admiration of Wang Su.

It's not like he hasn't seen the Sect Master and Uncle Tianchenzi use swords.

But he felt in his heart that the sword skills of the head master and his uncle were probably not as good as Zhang Yifeng's.

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's instructions, Wang Su bowed and turned around and quickly left the bamboo forest.

On the way, he did not forget to bow and say hello to Lu Shuang.

After the man left, Lu and his party walked into the bamboo forest.

He raised his hand and a beam of light flew out from his sleeve, covering the entire bamboo forest.

This is a small toy that Lu Shuang made within this month.

Hidden in his sleeve was a plate, on which were engraved many formations that could be used in daily life.

The formation that is being set up now is exactly the formation that can prevent outsiders from prying eyes.

"It should be almost time, right?"

Zhang Yifeng groaned for a moment, and asked before Lu Shuang could speak.

During the time at Wushuangmen, Zhang Yifeng often met with Lu Shuang in the bamboo forest under the pretext of assisting him in his recovery.

Although some people in the sect felt something was wrong, they still remembered that Zhang Yifeng had helped them defeat the evil cultivators and protect the Wushuang Sect.

Of course, it was also because of the instructions of the headmaster Tian Shanzi that no one came to disturb them.

This also ensured the secret communication between Zhang Yifeng and Lu Shuang.

"Well, there are still three days before the Wanshu Pavilion will fall into my room."

"Be prepared in advance. I have an inexplicable palpitation in my heart."

Lu Shuang said with a frown on his face, and what he said was not empty talk.

The closer it got to the arrival of Wanshu Pavilion, the more he felt a sense of crisis.

Obviously, everything had been going very smoothly these days, and Lu Shuang even compared what happened with his memory pillow.

In the end, nothing was different from what happened in his memory, but the vague feeling of uneasiness still hung over Lu Shuang's head.

"Then let's wait and see what happens."

"By the way, those captured evil cultivators still haven't revealed any useful information?"

Zhang Yifeng groaned for a moment, and seeing that Lu Shuang was worried, he immediately turned the topic to the evil cultivators who were sent to the punishment hall.

After these evil cultivators were arrested and taken to the torture hall, except for a few from small sects and schools, they told everything they knew.

Other evil disciples such as those from the Xiewei Sect and the Xueyi Sect kept their mouths shut.

No matter what methods Xing Yuan, the elder of the Punishment Hall, used, he couldn't pry these people open their mouths.

Obviously, these evil disciples knew something but did not dare to speak out.

After all, the Wushuang Sect is a legitimate sect, and they cannot use underhanded means to forcibly obtain information.

This led to an interrogation in the Criminal Court, which lasted for nearly a month without obtaining any useful intelligence.

"Well, those evil practitioners were very stubborn. I went over to take a look under the pretext of visiting them."

Lu Shuang nodded. The reaction of these evil cultivators was also one of the reasons why Lu Shuang became alert.

Many of them seemed to have anticipated that this would be their fate.

Since entering the torture hall, he has not said a word and remained silent no matter how he was tortured or interrogated.

"Lu Shuang, do you have any way to send me to the punishment hall?"

Zhang Yifeng was silent for a while after hearing the voice, and suddenly asked.

"Are you going to interrogate these evil cultivators in person?"

Lu Shuang reacted immediately after hearing this and asked back with fixed eyes.