Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

Shen Ke wandered slowly to Shen Heng's house.As the shopkeeper of the cloth village, Shen Heng is naturally not as leisurely as him, and he will not be back until about half an hour later.But Shen Ke didn't care, he came here to amuse his nephew, he didn't want to see his elder brother who always had a straight face and taught him a lesson.

Shen Heng's wife, Wang Shi, is at home.The winter in the south is also cloudy and rainy. It is rare to have a sunny day, and the house is full of clothes and bedding to dry in the yard.When the sun was sinking and the clothes were fluffy and soft, Wang stretched his waist and asked his servants to put away the drying items. Holding the apron that he had been knitting for a day, he went to the wing room to visit. Daughter of several months.

As for the ten-year-old son who was having a good time, Mrs. Wang let him go.When Shen Heng was at home, he could restrain himself a bit, but as soon as Shen Heng went to the cloth village, the children would make a fuss.Just listening to the sound of crying and shouting, Wang's head hurts, thinking that boys are born like monkeys, and girls are caring.

The mistress of the family can't control the young master, so how dare the servants teach him a lesson.Either they were sent to catch crickets on the mountains outside the city, or they were sent to steal the housekeeper's money together. Every day they were tossed until their bones fell apart, hoping that the "uncle" would come over quickly.

Only Shen Ke, who is also in a mess, can restrain Shen Heng's precious son.

"Uncle!" Shen Yan still had a child's voice, high-pitched and thin, and once she yelled loudly, it could be heard far away.

Shen Ke was dozens of feet away from the yard when he saw a black dumpling rolling towards him.

Shen Yan didn't know whether he had turned over the soil in the yard or caught insects, his body was covered in mud, and his white and tender face was also scratched.Not feeling at all that his appearance made people feel close, Shen Yan excitedly raised his hands, and raised a rabbit with snow-white fur in front of Shen Ke.

Shen Yan desperately wanted to push the gray rabbit into Shen Ke's arms, but Shen Ke looked at the layers of mud marks on the rabbit and the person, and flatly refused.

Shen Yan suppressed her mouth, and she didn't want the rabbit anymore, she bent down and put it on the ground, letting it play by itself, freeing both hands to hug my uncle.

Shen Ke coughed, pressed his forehead, and pushed the person far away, no matter how hard his little arms and legs kicked, he couldn't touch his clothes.This winter's clothes are so difficult to dry, the child doesn't know the feelings.

"Don't make trouble, don't look at how dirty you are."

Shen Yan lowered her head to look at her muddy paws, and sure enough they were not as good-looking as usual.But because my uncle disliked him because of this, he felt that he could dislike him too.Didn't it just fall a few times while catching rabbits? He heard people say that when his uncle was wandering around the rivers and lakes, he was beaten so badly that he still soaked in the mud for three days and three nights.

However, Shen Yan has been taught by Shen Heng's precepts and deeds since she was a child, so she doesn't need to care about small things, as long as the more important goals can be achieved.So the little fat man with an ambition to run across the rivers and lakes generously covered his face to make the mud stains distributed more evenly: "I'm going to wash it now, uncle, don't run away. I'm looking for you There is something else."

Shen Ke urged: "Hurry up and wash it, your father will inevitably beat you when he sees it."

Shen Yan ran away in a flash, thinking in his heart that his father would not beat people at will, only his uncle, who was probably beaten a lot in the early years, would always think of catching him who was helpless and teaching him a lesson.

Shen Ke was already very familiar with Shen Heng's house, so he found a place to sit down, asked his servants to serve him a cup of tea, and waited for the little fat man to throw himself into the trap.

What can he do to find himself?Don't you just want to get some so-called "secrets of the rivers and lakes" out of your own mouth?

Not long after, Shen Yan, who had changed into clothes, came running out of breath.His hair was still dripping with water, obviously he didn't have time to dry it, a servant girl chased after him and said: "Young master, if you don't dry it, you will catch a cold."

Shen Ke leaned on the seat, crossed his legs, and pointed at the little fat man: "Go and wipe."

Shen Yan flattered her, "I'm anxious to see my uncle talking to my uncle. Just let her wipe it on the side, okay?"

The little fat man and his father didn't look alike at all when they were young, their shrewdness was hidden in their bones, and they only looked silly on the outside.Shen Ke pinched his bulging cheeks, and said, "Then sit quietly."

Shen Yan nodded repeatedly, turned around and climbed onto the high chair, next to Shen Ke.

Shen Ke wanted him to sit up straight, but seeing the little fat man carefully keeping the water from his hair from dripping on him, he gave up.

"What else do you want to ask this time?"

Shen Yan's eyes lit up, and she had been looking forward to Shen Ke's words for a whole day.

"Uncle, yesterday you said that Gui Yizong's sword formation is very powerful, so is there anyone who can beat it?"

Shen Ke was silent for a while, whetted the little fat man's appetite, Fang slowly said: "If you talk about Guiyi Sword Formation, it's really formidable. A formation of 12 people is already extremely difficult to deal with. If you make up 24, 36 If you are in the formation, you will feel that there is nowhere to hide, if you go west, the formation will go east, if you go east, the formation will go west..."

Shen Kehao has learned some of the methods commonly used by storytellers, and he will stop talking at the right time when he reaches a critical point.

Shen Yan was not in a hurry, but he knew that if he didn't act impatient, this uncle, who was not as thoughtful as he was, would not continue to talk.

"Then what should I do if it's swollen?" Shen Yan said worryingly, wracking her fingers, "If you don't put any effort in going east or west, wouldn't you just be trapped to death in the sword array?"

"Naturally, there is also a way to break the formation." Shen Ke said with satisfaction, "One is relying on the large number of people. The Guiyi sword formation uses 36 as the extreme number. If a sword formation exceeding this number can be formed, it will naturally be broken. Last time The Chaoyue sword formation that I told you about is a large formation of 81, after the formation is completed, it is no problem to deal with Guiyi."

"Er..." Shen Ke stretched out two fingers, and shook them in front of the little fat man, almost making him cross-eyed, "As long as you are fast and strong enough, you can break their formation before the rest of the people move away." , you can break the formation."

"How fast that is."

Even the Guiyi Sword Formation with the smallest number of people has 12 people.Even if only one person rescues in time, the trapped person will not be able to break out.If you want to break through the center of the formation in one fell swoop and win more with less, you must be stronger than everyone in the formation, and you must be stronger than not a little bit.

Even Shen Yan, who thought she had a lot of thoughts, couldn't help blurting out a sentence of emotion.

Shen Ke rubbed his half-dried head, then wiped the water stains on the cotton-padded clothes: "That's very fast."

Shen Yan lowered his forehead with his hand, and just rolled his eyes when Shen Ke couldn't see.Uncle is not only short-sighted, but also likes to talk nonsense.Shen Yan began to worry about the rice shop's business on behalf of his grandfather.

Shen Ke raised the corner of his mouth, recalled the past and said with a smile: "I have seen one person break through with one sword and return to one sword formation."

Shen Yan couldn't help saying: "Liar."

Shen Ke's face darkened, and he pressed the little fat man's head back and forth, left and right, and said, "How did you talk?"

Shen Yan wanted to get rid of the hands on top of his head but couldn't. You must know that the last Li Dazhuang who rushed to rub his head like this was severely slashed by him, and then he blushed and ran away when he saw him.If it weren't for the fact that Shen Ke was his brother-in-law, he would have fought back long ago.

Shen Yan said aggrievedly: "I heard from Li Dazhuang that the masters make friends with masters. Only you, uncle... um, can you have such a powerful friend?"

Shen Ke thought to himself, you still have such a powerful aunt.

"Uncle..." Shen Yan shrank her neck and approached Shen Ke's ear, and said mysteriously, "Just tell me the truth. Jianghu monks have Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, and Transforming God , Mahayana six realms, which floor have you reached?" Have you succeeded in building a foundation?The little fat man gulped down the second half of the sentence, in case the uncle was just a monk in the Qi refining period, wouldn't he be furious when he asked this question?

"Well..." This question is really difficult to answer.If he hadn't separated from Xiao Daoluan a few months ago, he would naturally be able to show off to his nephew that your uncle is a powerful monk in the Nascent Soul stage.But after the battle of Shangguiyi, Xiao Daoluan scattered all the sword energy in his dantian, dispersed it in the meridians, and informed Shen Ke of his bad condition.Now the injury on his meridian will not recur for the time being, but it will not allow a large amount of sword energy to flow through.He persisted in practicing sword these days, and he only accumulated a little bit of sword energy. If he had to make it clear... maybe he had just established the foundation?

As soon as Shen Ke hesitated, the illusion of "my uncle may be a peerless master who hides his strength" in Shen Yan's heart was shattered.The little fat man lowered his head, and said weakly, "Uncle, you don't want to say it." Anyway, in the future, you can't count on an old man who is over fifty years old to cover you.

Shen Ke patted the little fat man on the head suddenly, and said with a smile: "Although your brother-in-law's cultivation base is not high, he has made many friends over the years. Tell me, which sect are you interested in? Let me tell you more."

At first, Shen Yan pulled himself together and said a few words. As he talked, he remembered the story of flying into the sky and flying into the earth in the legendary storybook. He became more and more interested in the mysterious and unpredictable sect of cultivation, and his voice became louder unconsciously: " It is said in the books that if you want to cultivate, you should cultivate swords, and if you want to practice swords, you must join Lianshan Guiyi. If you don’t join Lianshan Guiyi, you can become a sword master. It’s useless to talk about these two schools. It is superior. I heard that a senior disciple of Lianshan Sect once defeated a senior disciple of Gui Sect with a sword."

Shen Ke smiled, and was about to say when Cang Wu fought against Mo Lie, the little fat man was impatient and said: "But compared to Jianchi, they are all far behind~ I heard that the young master of Jianchi is better than me. He is not a few years older, and he is already a Mahayana monk, and he may ascend to the ascension soon~ If only I could be like him..."

Just forget about it.If the young master of Jianchi flies up, where can I find another aunt for you?

Shen Ke lowered his face, ready to enlighten the little fat man who was daydreaming, when he saw Shen Heng Shi Shiran walk into the side hall.

Shen Ke didn't know when his elder brother came back, and heard how many conversations the two had, but the little fat man felt bad and was about to run away.

Shen Heng blocked his son who wanted to squeeze out the door, and said calmly: "You want to ascend?"