Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

Although Xiao Daoluan did not admit this identity, and did not refute when Shen Ke mistook it, but he did not intend to cover it up, otherwise he would have fabricated a name at will.But whether he had no intention of doing this, or whether he disliked trouble, only he himself knew.

Shen Ke laughed for no reason: "Do you really think I didn't see you make a move?"

In Fumo Temple, Xiao Daoluan once used six swords against Jiuyang.The brilliance of the sword was not eye-catching, and Shen Ke had just woken up at that time, Xiao Daoluan was not sure if the other party saw it.But since Shen Ke said so now, he saw it.

"I'm asking you..." Shen Ke narrowed his eyes, trying to see the shadow in front of him more clearly.He also wanted to reach out and pat Xiao Daoluan on the cheek, but he held back considering that his shot would probably miss nothing.

"What are you doing with me?"

Xiao Daoluan's skirt was tightly clenched, which should be a gesture of restraint.But he had a calm demeanor, as if he was the one who straddled and questioned the other party.

"What else can you follow me for...don't you just want that sword." Without Xiao Daoluan's answer, Shen Ke already had the answer in his heart.He touched a few on himself, found the ink sword hanging by his waist, and slapped it on Xiao Daoluan's chest: "Although I can't give it to you now, if you want to see it, just open your mouth, and you don't have to look at it secretly."

When he was busy arranging a wedding banquet for Yan Zhi, he could occasionally see Xiao Daoluan's figure.He would not pretend to be affectionate and think that the other party has taken a fancy to him.He has something on him that the other party can see... There is no need to think about it.

Xiao Daoluan asked calmly, "Can't you give it to me now?"

Shen Ke nodded: "Right now I still want to take a quick walk, it's always inconvenient not to have a good sword by my side. When I've seen everything I want to see and done everything I want to do, I'll go back to my hometown, get married, Liye, what's the point of giving you the sword at that time?"

What he said was extremely smooth, and he didn't look like he was drunk at all.When he was free in the past few days, he couldn't help but wonder whether he should talk to Xiao Daoluan, if he wanted to talk about it, what should he say, and if he really talked about it, would the two of them just break up up.The more you think about it, the more natural it will be.To be sure, he is not a person who can hide his words in his heart, and it is not a way to hide from the other party all the time.After finishing talking, nothing could happen, they both rolled over the same bed, and with Xiao Daoluan's position in his heart, it would not be difficult for Shen Ke to give up the sword.A good sword is important, cultivation base is important, but they are not as important as people.If Xiao Daoluan is willing to spend a long time with him... a sword is nothing.I can't bear to let the child not be caught by the wolf.

Xiao Daoluan: "You drank too much."

"You'll know if you drink too much, just try it." Shen Ke let out a low laugh, and loosened Xiao Daoluan's lapel.He touched the side of Xiao Daoluan's face with the back of his hand, confirmed the position, put one hand on the pillow, and slowly leaned over.

Xiao Daoluan pondered for a moment, lifted the man off his body, and threw the ink sword aside.

Shen Ke felt dizzy for a while, and before he could calm down, he looked at Xiao Daoluan looking down at him solemnly, put one hand on his abdomen, and said, "Give it to me really?"

"really."

Shen Ke's consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and he didn't understand why the other party's reaction was so excited.He was going to give away the sword he got for nothing, so why not take advantage of it.Besides, the sword is not on his body now, what does the other party mean by staring at him like this?

Xiao Daoluan saw Shen Ke's blank face, and knew that the other party still didn't know his situation.He didn't win in the demon-subduing concept, which doesn't mean he has given up.Even in the days after that, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation for his behavior at that time.It is reasonable to say that such a thing as not being able to do anything just by looking at the other party's pity could never happen to him.But it just happened.

The more puzzled Xiao Daoluan became, the more scorching his eyes became.

Shen Ke felt that his cheeks were about to burn from the sight of him.

Xiao Daoluan closed his eyes and sighed: "You said it, don't forget." What he wanted was not just a sword.If Shen Ke knew the rest, what he wanted, he might not be able to give it so frankly.But he still felt that if Shen Ke could do what he said, it would be the best choice.

Seeing the way he closed his eyes, Shen Ke felt a little seductive.With the strength of alcohol, he said what he didn't dare to say a few days ago: "A gentleman has the meaning of making money. I showed you all my swords...can you lend me your Yuege?"

……

It was already noon on the second day when I really held Yuege in my hand.When Shen Ke woke up, his first reaction was that his head really hurt, and his second reaction was that he seemed to be holding something in his arms.

Naturally, it's not nephrite jade.

It is a wooden sword.

A well-known wooden sword in the comprehension world, Yuege.The sword of the young master of Jianchi.

Shen Ke tutted his tongue and said, "You have been hiding for so long, you really are not enough friends."

As a sword cultivator, it is impossible for him not to be interested in famous swords in various legends, but his previous cultivation level was too low, and the characters he could get in touch with were limited. No.

After sighing, he calmed down and took a good look at the sword.He had heard of Yuege's name long ago, but the wooden sword in his hand was quite different from what he had imagined.If he didn't know that Xiao Daoluan disdained to do meaningless things, he would have suspected that the other party had taken a fake sword to fool him.

The wooden sword looks too ordinary.

It is so ordinary that Shen Ke feels that if he goes out to cut a tree and carve it casually, he can make exactly the same one.

Xiao Daoluan: "It's not a good sword."

Shen Ke looked at Xiao Daoluan who was sitting by the window, his back was straight and his expression was meticulous, as if he had never let up all night.But he vaguely remembered that the other party slept on the bed last night, so he got up to practice diligently this morning.

An ordinary person should feel a little embarrassed that his concealed identity was exposed again, but Shen Ke couldn't see anything strange from Xiao Daoluan.

Since the other party is not embarrassed, he can't make it difficult for him.

"Didn't you use this sword as the head disciple of Guiyi Sect?"

"Yes."

"Isn't this the sword that was used to sweep Chishagang?"

"Yes."

"Then why do you still say it's not a good sword?" Shen Ke reported all the stories about Xiao Daoluan's miraculous deeds, and behind each of them, there was the shadow of this wooden sword.

Xiao Daoluan pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

Shen Ke saw his evasion, and laughed at himself: "Are you trying to say that if this sword is in my hand, it will not be as good as Fantie, and only in your hand can it be useful?"

This is a fact, Xiao Daoluan did not refute it.But Shen Ke's tone made him feel a little uncomfortable.It seems that the same words, said in such a tone, are not so... likable.

"Forget it, don't I know how many catties I have?" Shen Ke raised his eyebrows, the previous gloom only stayed on his face for a blink of an eye, "Put the best things in my hands It’s all a waste—speaking of which, why is it called Yuege?”

Why is it called Yuege?

If you want to call, you can call, what else can you do.

Xiao Daoluan did not choose the most convenient answer, and tried his best to recall the scene of that year.

Legend has it that King Yue buried hundreds of swords in Jianchi as a funeral.Whether the legend is true or not is irrelevant, but once a disciple of Jianchi enters the way of kendo for the first time, he has to choose his own sword at the "place where the king of Yue buried his sword".That sword may only accompany them through the short period of Qi refining, or it may accompany them until Mahayana ascends.

All by chance.

Xiao Daoluan rejected the hundreds of divine soldiers.The long spear that cuts iron like mud, the liu yao that is full of body, and even the gluttonous that is regarded as evil...

At the age of five, he climbed up the back mountain alone, cut down the century-old peach tree growing on the cliff, and cut a wooden sword for himself.

Name it Yuege.

"Why." Shen Ke repeated, tilting his head as if thinking for Xiao Daoluan, "Is it because of that poem..."

Xiao Daoluan: "Huh?" He still didn't figure out why he chose such a name for Mujian, he just felt that everything was logical, as if it should be like this.

"Haven't you heard of it? Mountains have trees, trees have branches, and the heart pleases the king—" Shen Ke blinked, jumped off the bed, ran out of the door with Yuege in his mouth, and left a sentence, "Let me play for a while." Son."