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"Hey," Lu Huaiyuan shouted softly, "What are you doing!"

Ding Xian suddenly came back to his senses, and then realized that he had been holding the sword for a long time without even noticing it.He put down his hand, squeezed his sore arm, and said, "...Master Uncle."

The two little maids realized that Lu Huaiyuan was coming when they heard Lu Huaiyuan's voice, and raised their heads to look at him.

"Don't be distracted," Lu Huaiyuan wrote lightly, "What's the matter with you?"

Ding Xian reluctantly scratched his head: "I..."

He felt that he had worked hard.

The weather has been getting hotter and hotter recently, even on Qingyun Mountain, you can clearly feel the heat. The two little maids he brought up the mountain can hide and play in the shade, but he can only play in the sun. Practice swords below.In fact, he was quite reluctant to come to Qingyun Mountain at the beginning. After all, there are only vegetation and stones on this mountain.As for Ding Xian's favorite Yingying and Yanyan, there are no more. Apart from the pheasants on the mountain with mothers, there is only one Ye Qinqin left in Qingyunzong, and the two yellow hairs he brought up little girl.

But since he really stayed here, he had to look like he was staying.

Ding Xian heard that Lu Huaiyuan was also a rich young man in the past, and now it seems that his past status has not affected him at all, but why is it that he can't do it when he comes to Ding Xian himself?He also doubted whether he started too late and missed the best period of practice. In the end, he often began to doubt life after practicing.

Lu Huaiyuan cleared his throat: "Qin Qin is pretty good among the juniors of Qingyun Sect, and the patriarch is even from the same clan as my master. Since I accept you as a disciple, then you are my disciple of Qingyun Sword. The two styles are not very advanced, if you are willing, you can definitely master them well."

Ding Xian seemed uninspired, and replied: "Yes."

"If one day, the mountain you rely on suddenly collapses, what will you do?" Lu Huaiyuan said suddenly.

Ding Xian was shocked: "Huh?"

"Since you are already a disciple of my Qingyun Sect, it is natural for you and Qingyun Sect to prosper and lose together." Lu Huaiyuan said, "If a disciple is causing trouble, you can't avoid it and drag down the entire Qingyun Sect. The person who resisted the incident died again, so what do you do?"

Ding Xian felt like he was in a cold sweat: "No way."

"Yes." Lu Huaiyuan said lightly, "Now Qingyunzong's mountain protection is entirely supported by me. If I die, then you poor little fellows who have no self-protection ability will wait to die."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ding Xian as if nothing happened, then turned and left.

Ding Xian stayed where he was, and after a long while, he tried his best to practice again.

"Hey..." Lu Huaiyuan said to himself, "If you don't frighten, you just can't do it."

Qing Yunzong is gradually getting better.The dead wood that died last winter was transplanted with new ones, and new shoots sprouted as soon as the weather warmed up. The damaged house courtyards were mostly repaired after being slowly repaired during this period.The most important thing is that his spiritual pillar is back to him.

Lu Huaiyuan was in a good mood, and it was rare for him to forget about those things that couldn't be shaken off.He actually took advantage of the time when everyone was busy enriching himself, sneaked down the mountain again, ran to the market in Shiquan Town where he lived, bought some small things to comfort children, and gave Ye Qinqin I bought a box of incense powder, ate a bowl of wontons at a wonton stall on the street, and sneaked back to the mountain when the market was about to end.

The freshly made wontons were hot, and Lu Huaiyuan's nose was sweating after eating. When he was walking up the mountain, he realized that the mountain wind was a bit cool.

Qing Yunzong hung octagonal lanterns at the gate of the sect as usual, Lu Huaiyuan walked back looking for the light, but unexpectedly saw Shen Huaiyu at the gate of the sect.

He leaned against the stone pillar and stood in the shadows, with his eyes closed, his arms folded across his chest, his head nodding, feeling like he was about to fall asleep at any moment.He is hidden in the dark, and if you don't look carefully from a distance, you can't find it, but when you get closer, you can see his cheeks and hair illuminated by the lights.Lu Huaiyuan had never seen his senior brother so defenseless, and felt very cute for a moment.He walked over, deliberately not hiding the sound of his footsteps, the sound of walking on the bluestone slab step by step was very familiar to Shen Huaiyu.He nodded again, woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and saw Lu Huaiyuan in front of him, rubbed his eyes and said, "Are you back?"

Lu Huaiyuan felt elated for a moment, and he asked with a smile, "Why are you standing here?"

Shen Huaiyu turned around and yawned a little: "See, you haven't come back. Have you eaten yet?"

Lu Huaiyuan thought for a while, and replied truthfully: "I have eaten."

"Don't tell me in advance if you want to go out," Shen Huaiyu walked in front without looking back at him, "Today the disciple who cooks in the kitchen has been waiting for you tremblingly for a long time."

Lu Huaiyuan said: "Really?"

He inexplicably felt very happy——Shen Huaiyu obviously missed him, so she stood in front of the door and nodded in sleepiness, and wanted to wait for him to come back, fearing that it would be embarrassing, so she rambled a bunch of messy reasons.

"Why are you sleepy so early?" Lu Huaiyuan asked, "You're still standing at the door after all this."

"I don't know." Shen Huaiyu yawned again, with tears in his eyes, "Maybe I'm tired."

After all, he was forced by Lu Huaiyuan to rest in Huiwei Garden for so long, and he hasn't practiced sword for a long time.He is like a sword, which has undergone all kinds of sharpening for such a long time. Although the blade is getting thinner and thinner, it is getting sharper and sharper, but when it stops and idles, it starts to rust.

"I didn't practice very well today," Shen Huaiyu sighed slightly, "I feel a little bad."

Lu Huaiyuan inexplicably thought of the dagger he swung vigorously, and said, "Don't worry, just get used to it slowly."

Having not been able to get his saber for such a long time, he naturally felt that he was not as good as before.When Shen Huaiyu picked up his "Pond Fish" again, he felt both familiar and unfamiliar. This sword has been like a decoration for half a year, and it was placed in the cabinet of Huiwei Garden by Lu Huaiyuan.

As Shen Lin's first disciple, Shen Huaiyu's skills and talent are unquestionable. Lu Huaiyuan does not believe that anyone can use a knife like that in such a short period of time. Since the skills and talent are still there, it will only take time to recover. Shen Huaiyu must not be a problem with this matter.

"Can you not be in a hurry?" Shen Huaiyu lowered his eyelids, and unconsciously slowed down, "You still call me brother, but now my Qingyun swordsmanship is still entangled in the Hanhai style."

Lu Huaiyuan was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that Shen Huaiyu cared about this.

"I……"

"You don't need to talk about this," Shen Huaiyu said, "I know that you have inherited the inheritance, so naturally you can practice faster. You are my fellow apprentice, so I don't want to care about this with you."

"If you don't understand anything, you can ask me." Lu Huaiyuan blurted out.

Shen Huaiyu smiled: "Understood, don't follow me anymore, go back and rest, I will go back to sleep earlier."

Lu Huaiyuan hesitated for a while, but followed suit: "Together."