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

"It's a pity indeed."

When he heard that Rong Shu only had a middle-grade double spiritual root, the interest that had just appeared in Yan Zimo's eyes faded away.

She is just a somewhat interesting little girl, but not qualified enough to match him.

Rong Shu came from the Tianyan Sect, and his status and background were both good and bad. It was hard for Yan Zimo to let someone be his confidante without a name or status.

Furthermore...

Yan Zimo looked at the talented girl from the Tianyan Sect beside him who had the ice-type Tianling Root. His eyes softened a little, and he comforted the kind-hearted girl who was worried about his junior sister: "Everyone has his own destiny, so there is no need to be sentimental."

Yu Ruoruan nodded: "Well, I will practice hard and protect my junior sister in the future."

"Ruanruan, you are really kind-hearted."

"Nothing either~"

"..."

Qin Yuan, who was on the side, looked a little darker when he saw Yan Zimo, a brat, flirting with his junior sister.

It's a pity that this is Chiyang City, so I have to respect this young city lord.

If he were in Tianyan Sect, he would have driven people away from Ruanruan a long time ago.

It's true that Ruan Ruan was there, why did he ignore his third senior brother for the sake of an outsider?

……

the other side.

Rong Shu returned to the familiar grove and read the sword manual first.

"This sword manual is just an ordinary sword manual for beginners. Sure enough, the free stuff is just mediocre, but now I can only make do with it..."

After looking at it for a while, Rong Shu followed the moves in the sword manual and used the new spirit sword he bought from Bai Bai to draw out move after move.

Even if he didn't see the whole picture, Rong Shu could feel how awkward the moves and postures he was practicing were.

When Rong Shu didn't notice, a figure stopped not far away. When he saw clearly that it was Rong Shu practicing his sword, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The man thought for a moment, then changed direction and hurried on.

As for this little episode, Rong Shu didn't know about it.

After Rong Shu practiced for several days, his posture was still a little crooked, and he always felt that something was wrong.

While Rong Shu was practicing his sword, he muttered in a low voice: "No one can see it anyway, rounding it off, there's nothing wrong with it at all..."

But at this moment, a light cough interrupted Rong Shu's fantasy.

"Cough cough."

Rong Shu's face froze, and she turned around blankly, only to see Lin Dao standing not far away, looking at her with a slightly strange expression.

Rong Shu: ヾ(??﹏?)??Ah this...

Senior Brother Lin Dao shouldn't have heard what he said, right? I think should not be?

But the next second, Rong Shu thought desperately that even if Senior Brother Lin Dao didn't hear it, he still saw his poor sword practice posture.

Rong Shu really couldn't deceive himself. The other party was intermittently blind and didn't see anything just now.

In just a few seconds, Rong Shu made hundreds of psychological preparations for himself, and then he pretended to be calm and said hello: "Senior Brother Lin, Lin Dao, what a coincidence."

As long as I don't care! I won’t expose it!

Society will never be able to catch up with me!

"Just passing by."

Lin Dao raised his hand and pointed ahead: "That's the inn where I live."

"Oh...then walk slowly."

Rong Shu held the sword and continued practicing in front of Lin Dao with some embarrassment.

Lin Dao also saw Rong Shu's embarrassment, so he didn't stay any longer.

Today, Rong Shu practiced his sword an hour early. Lin Dao couldn't avoid it and happened to run into him.

After Lin Dao left, Rong Shu breathed a sigh of relief. She thought about changing to another place to practice, but she couldn't find a second quiet and remote place for a while.

Furthermore, since Senior Brother Lin Dao knows that she is practicing swordsmanship here, he shouldn't come back from here again, right? Right?

But soon, Rong Shu regretted why he didn't leave.

——Because, for, Lin, Dao, teacher, brother, came back again! !

The reason why Lin Dao came back was that after he left, he kept thinking about the little girl's rigid sword practice, her posture was awkward, and her sword swing was weak.

When he saw it a few days ago, Lin Dao couldn't see it clearly, but this time he could see it clearly.

The more Lin Dao thought about it, the more irritated he became. Finally, he came back and said to Rong Shu, "You are not suitable for using a sword."

While he was pretending to be calm and practicing his sword, Rong Shu paused and wondered if he was hallucinating.

Rong Shu turned to look in the direction of Lin Dao, who was also looking back at her.

Not an auditory hallucination.

It was Senior Brother Lin Dao who really spoke to her just now.

Rong Shu put the long sword back into the scabbard: "Senior Brother Qin Yuan gave this to me, saying that I could try practicing swordsmanship."

Lin Dao was not polite at all, and pointed out in a cold tone with a bloody needle: "The sword is the king of hundreds of soldiers. It is better to break than to surrender. With a sword in your hand, there is no place in the world that you can't attack? Your sword practice just now has only the form, not the intention. You are not fit to use a sword."

Hearing this, Rong Shu was not angry. She knew how much she weighed. She just said with a bitter face: "Brother, except for a small dagger, I don't have a second weapon, so I can only make do with one." use."

Hearing this, Lin Dao was silent for a moment.

Tsk.

I forgot about it.

This little girl is very poor, not a wealthy person like Zian.

"Try this."

Lin Dao opened his palm slightly, and a bolt of lightning appeared.

The violent thunder and lightning seemed very docile and docile in Lin Dao's palm.

Lindao stretched and shaped the lightning at will... and finally turned it into the shape of a spear.

Lin Dao turned his wrist slightly and threw it to Rong Shu:

"then."

Rong Shu's eyelids twitched and he didn't answer.

The spear transformed from thunder and lightning pierced Rong Shu's feet.

Rong Shu:......

Lin Dao:......

"This...this won't shock me, right?" Rong Shu looked at Lin Dao helplessly, trying to explain.

Lindao raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, sighing: "I won't shock you, just pick it up."

"Oh oh."

After receiving Lin Dao's assurance, Rong Shu reached out and picked up the thunder gun.

Lin said: "Just play around."

Rong Shu did it.

After a while, Lindao asked: "How do you feel?"

Rong Shu recalled the feeling of using a sword and a spear: "It seems... smoother than using a sword."

Due to Rong Shu's character and experience, she is not the kind of person who never looks back even if she hits a wall. She assesses the situation more carefully and will not do anything thankless.

And a spear that can be bent or straight is more suitable for Rong Shu's character than a long sword.

"Try the knife again."

As soon as Lin Dao finished speaking, the thunder gun in Rong Shu's hand transformed into a big knife.

With a petite body, he was carrying a fierce sword.

There is something wrong with this style of painting.

Lin Dao hesitated, then changed the original broadsword into a long and straight one, like a sword, but not exactly a sword.

After a while.

"Get another one."

"..."

"Change again."

"..."

"Change."

"..."

At the back, Lin Dao was too lazy to speak. He snapped his fingers, and the thunder and lightning in Rong Shu's hand took on the shape of other weapons.

Lin Dao transformed dozens of weapons one after another, letting Rong Shu try them one by one.

While Rong Shu was trying to find which weapon he could get his hands on, he was secretly surprised at Senior Brother Lin Dao's control over spiritual energy.

Such terrifying control power is completely unlike the strength that an ordinary foundation-building monk should have.

"Huh? Do you still have time to concentrate?"

Came the man's understatement voice.

Rong Shu trembled subconsciously.

It was like a student who was deserting and was caught by the teacher on the spot. Suddenly, Rong Shu lost all thoughts and focused on waving the "weapon" in his hand.