Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

Rong Shu first came to the nearest inner peak to find Lin Dao.

When I arrived at Lin Dao's residence, I found that the formation was open and there were a lot of dead leaves falling in front of the residence.

When I came here in the past, it was very clean and tidy inside and out.

Could it be that senior brother is not in the sect as well?

Rong Shu asked a male disciple who was passing by: "Senior Brother, I would like to ask, where is Senior Brother Lin Dao who lives here?"

"Lin Dao?" The male disciple looked stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses:

"You said him... I don't see him often. He lives alone. When the law enforcement team came here before, they couldn't find anyone."

"Thank you, senior brother, for informing me."

After the male disciple left, Rong Shu turned his head and looked at Lin Dao's residence, thinking in his mind: "Senior brother is not in Neifeng? Not even in the sect?"

Senior Brother Lin Dao has always been mysterious, and Rong Shu was only confused for a moment and did not continue to investigate.

Since he couldn't see his senior brother here, Rong Shu planned to go directly to the Forbidden Valley.

Just as Rong Shu was riding the red-crowned crane and leaving the inner peak, he suddenly felt an eerie feeling of horror.

"Ok?"

"Why is there something strange happening in the strange fire?"

Rong Shu suppressed the strange fire that wanted to escape, and looked around calmly, but found nothing.

"Is it an illusion?"

Rong Shu scratched his head and continued on his way.

In a hidden corner, an afterimage floated away quietly.

It floated all the way to a certain residence on Wuji Peak.

After the afterimage entered the house, its figure slowly became clearer, and then he knelt down on one knee facing Yun Wuya who was reading a book in the house: "Young Valley Master, I saw a familiar face."

Yun Wuya narrowed his eyes coldly and closed the book: "What?"

Remnant Soul reminded: "Master Young Valley, do you still remember how your subordinates became like this?"

Yun Wuya subconsciously clenched his right hand into a fist: "Are you talking about the male Foundation-building cultivator who pretends to be a cultivator?"

There are only two people in his life who can make him so embarrassed——

The first one was the man in the transformation stage that he met in the Peach Blossom Forest before.

The second one is the male foundation-building cultivator I met in Lianyuncheng.

The appearance of these two people hit Yun Wuya hard, and made him gradually realize that there are people outside the world.

But this does not mean that Yun Wuya gives up and admits that he will always be inferior to those two people.

One day, he will definitely trample these two people under his feet!

Canhun shook his head: "It's not him, it's the little girl at the fourth level of Qi Refining that he protects. I just saw her."

"That's fine." Although Yun Wuya was a little disappointed, he quickly covered it up: "Since he can be protected by that person even if he exposes his cultivation, I think it is very important to him."

"Besides, that little girl has seen my true appearance in the film, so she must not keep it!"

Yun Wuya's eyes instantly became extremely sinister.

After finally breaking into the Tianyan Sect, it was an unexpected joy to be able to come into contact with the Wuji Peak of the Tianyan Sect at such a close distance.

Yun Wuya would never allow anyone to ruin his latent plan.

"Where is that little girl now?"

Remnant Soul replied: "Looking at the direction she left, she seemed to be heading towards the back mountain of Tianyan Sect. There are countless old monsters hidden there. Young Valley Master, we need to wait for the little girl's film to come out. Then do it again.”

Yun Wuya chuckled softly:

"Isn't she a direct disciple of Wuji Peak? Now that she's back, she will definitely come to Wuji Peak. We just need to wait and see."

"Catch the person, ask for the male cultivator's identity information, and immediately silence him."

"Yes."

While the two were talking, another voice came from outside the house: "Master Shaogu."

"Come in."

Yun Wuya glanced at Canhun, who understood and immediately hid himself.

The person outside pushed the door open and came in. It was a thin man who looked like a frail scholar.

The man knelt on one knee in front of Yun Wuya and took out a ball of beating purple strange fire from the storage bag.

The purple strange fire was firmly covered by a spherical transparent glass cover and could not escape.

"Master Shao Gu, this is the strange fire that you ordered your subordinates to find in the secret realm of Flirting Fire. It is of good grade. The flame power is three times stronger than ordinary flames. There is also a certain probability of triggering five times the flame power."

At this time, if Rong Shu were here, he would be surprised to find that this frail scholar is Song Xuan, who entered the secret realm with him.

"very good."

Yun Wuya took the strange fire over and said, "Originally, when the secret realm is opened, I have to go there, but the Tianyan Sect still has to lurk and cannot leave even half a step away."

"You did a good job on this matter."

Song Xuan said respectfully: "It is my honor to be in charge of Shaogu."

"Since you're here, stay with me for now."

"Yes."

"..."

……

the other side.

In the forbidden valley.

Rong Shu carried various packaged delicacies in both hands, and then shouted to the empty valley in front of him.

"senior?"

Throughout the valley, only echoes responded to Rong Shu.

"Senior, I'm here to see you."

Rong Shu specifically raised the food packed in his hand, and then took out a wooden table and two wooden chairs from the storage bag.

The packaged delicacies were placed on the wooden table, and then Rong Shu took out a few bottles of wine.

"I bought a lot of delicious food outside! And wine! I found several stores, and they all said that their wine tastes great, so I bought them all."

"I haven't drunk it yet, and I don't know if it tastes good."

Rong Shu sat on one of the chairs. As he spoke, he picked up a bottle of wine and uncorked it. When he was about to pour himself a glass of wine, someone knocked him lightly on the back of his head.

The next second, his eyes blurred and the wine in his hand disappeared.

A slovenly, crazy man appeared in front of Rong Shu. He was holding a pot of wine in his hand. After taking a sip, he unexpectedly spoke:

"Children, don't drink. Drinking will make you lose height."

Different from the crazy language in the past, it is very peaceful, calm and organized.

"Senior!" Rong Shu's face was filled with joy, but when he heard the mad man's last words, his face suddenly fell:

"If you hit me on the head, I won't grow taller!"

The crazy man smiled and took another sip of wine.

Rong Shu saw that the crazy man liked to drink, so he immediately took a new bottle of wine, trotted over, lowered himself in front of the latter, and then said in a sweet tone: "Senior, the first three styles of sword skills, I feel like I am doing it every day After practicing, I’m quite familiar with it, but something seems to be missing.”

"Practice and see."

The crazy man said four words, and then sat down on the wooden chair with great strides.

Seeing this, Rong Shu immediately took out his two swords and practiced his sword skills in front of the crazy man.

After practicing, Rong Shu looked at the crazy man with some anxiety.

This was the first time he formally practiced sword practice in front of a crazy man, and Rong Shu felt somewhat nervous.

The crazy man did not comment, but asked: "Is this a knife?"

"Ah? Isn't it?" Rong Shu looked at the two knives in his hand with doubts in his eyes.

The mad man put the empty wine flask in his hand on the table: "The knife takes the wrong direction, avoids the situation but does not cut, and does not advance when encountering a strong force. You use the majestic knife with wide open and wide opening for assassination." Although the dagger is a bit more stable and ruthless, it has lost its most important domineering power."

After hearing what the crazy man said, Rong Shu pursed his lips slightly: "Then...then I practiced wrong?"

"Or am I not suitable for sword training? But dagger training?"

The crazy man shook his head: "The horizontal sword that boy chose for you was right. You do have talent, so you still have to control the two swords."

"The key is your mentality."

The crazy man opened an oil paper bag, which contained delicious roast goose. He tore off a roast goose leg and ate it with big mouthfuls, not forgetting to continue to give instructions:

"You can see the big picture from the small. Your knife-wielding style is too steady, but if you are too steady, you are cowardly and courageless! A knife-wielder who does not have the courage to conquer the world will never understand the true meaning of using a knife."

"Would you choose to live your whole life being submissive and walking on thin ice, or use thunderous means to quickly destroy all evil demons?"

"Senior taught you the lesson, but..." Rong Shu looked at the two swords in his hands, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he looked up at the crazy man:

“I want to have both.”

Hearing this, the crazy man looked stunned.

Rong Shu continued:

"I want the pleasure of a common man getting angry and having his blood splatter five steps away."

"I also want the safe and mysterious idea of ​​leaving no trace behind for a thousand miles, and just throw away everything once it's over."

Only adults make the choices, children want them all!

But after finishing speaking, Rong Shu was a little worried that her seniors would laugh at her and think she was talking nonsense.

But unexpectedly, the crazy man laughed: "Hahaha..."

"Little girl."

"Sword cultivators are born to be equated with recklessness. There are very few sword cultivators in the world who think like you... No, maybe not."

The smile in the mad man's eyes receded, replaced by some indescribable seriousness: "Maybe you are talking nonsense, or maybe... you are creating a new style of swordsmanship."

Rong Shu listened to the crazy man's words and blinked slightly: "What does senior mean..."

The crazy man changed the topic and criticized Rong Shu again: "Of course, now you have to pay attention to the problem that the sword force is not overbearing enough."

"Sometimes, if you are less courageous and courageous than your enemy, you will be timid and easily fall behind."

Rong Shu cupped his hands and said, "The younger generation will definitely remember this."

The crazy man waved his hand and gnawed on the neck of the roasted goose: "Now, you first practice the first three postures again, throw away all your safe styles for the time being, and get back your courage with the knife."

"Yes."

"..."

……

Rong Shu returned to the sect and resumed his original life of two points and one line.

During the day, I went to the Forbidden Valley to practice swordsmanship.

Go back to the practice room to meditate in the evening.

Occasionally, Rong Shu would pass by Neifeng to see if Senior Brother Lin Dao was back.

But after several visits, no one was seen, so Rong Shu used the Jiugong Mirror to send a message to Senior Brother Lin Dao, indicating that he had returned to Tianyan Sect.

Every day when Rong Shu came to the valley, he would practice his sword skills three times.

While resting, Rong Shu sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting her chin with her hands, thinking about the crazy man's question of waking her up.

"How can we hide our edge without losing it?"

"I chose to use a knife at first because it is more powerful. Whether it is a sword or a dagger, the power alone is slightly inferior."

"The more powerful it is, the faster it can kill the enemy."

"But if there is too much movement, it will attract the enemy's attention in advance, making the enemy defensive and unable to kill him with one blow."

Rong Shu's head suddenly turned around, her eyes brightened slightly, and her hands suddenly clapped: "Yes!"

"You cannot reduce the power in order to hide the murderous intent."

"A monk with a high level of cultivation can make a monk with a low level of cultivation unable to resist and be killed easily by relying on coercion alone."

"When fighting at the same level, the consideration is whose killing move is more subtle, faster and more accurate."

"As for overcoming enemies... If you want to challenge a beast that is more powerful than you, you have to wait for him to relax, and you have to be extremely cautious, use the environment to hide your figure, hide your murderous intentions, and get close to the opponent..."

Rong Shu jumped up immediately, thought for a moment, and picked up a horizontal knife.

"I have the wind element! The blade can be hidden in the breeze!"

"I have the dark element! My murderous intent can be hidden in the shadows!"

"Use the ubiquitous wind and the ubiquitous shadow to hide my sword! It does not weaken the domineering power of the sword itself!"

From the single sword at the beginning, to the double sword.

Rong Shu devoted himself wholeheartedly to sword training.

How to hide your edge without losing it.

If it doesn't work once, practice it ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times...

From blue sky and white clouds to sunset.

From the bright stars and moon to the dim light of dawn.

One day, two days, three days...

The crazy man noticed the change in Rong Shu. After silently observing it several times, he smiled silently and turned back to drink and eat meat.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

On the fifteenth day, Rong Shu rarely rushed to practice swordsmanship, but instead came to see the crazy man who was breaking off the roasted goose legs.

Rong Shu came closer with his two swords in his arms: "Senior, what are the names of these sword techniques?"

"how could I know?"

The crazy man glanced at her and continued to eat the roast goose leisurely.

Rong Shu widened his eyes slightly and blurted out: "Aren't these the things you carved..."

Halfway through the words, Rong Shu realized something was wrong and immediately stopped talking. His eyes rolled around and he moved closer.

Seeing that the crazy man wanted to drink, Rong Shu quickly poured him wine:

"Senior, I just want to know if these sword skills have any domineering names."

Rong Shu's little mouth narrowed slightly: "Otherwise, when I fight with others and use swords, others can name a lot of majestic swordsmanship and famous swordsmanship... I, I can't yell 'Unknown swordsmanship' The first style' let's do it!"

Hearing this, the crazy man smiled and asked:

"You're a little girl who likes to stab people in the back. You just want the enemy to have no chance to react. Why would you go out of your way to alert the enemy by shouting?"

Hearing this, Rong Shu looked innocent: "I'm just giving you an example."

The crazy man drank a bowl of wine and continued to eat the roasted goose leg: "If you want a majestic swordsmanship name, then you can choose one yourself."

Rong Shu was confused: "Ah? I can take it myself?"