Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

With Yan Zhi's order, the maid brought Shen Ke and Xiao Daoluan to a room.

The room is not far from Tingxiang Pavilion, and it was originally used for distinguished guests to rest for a while.The furnishings in the house are extremely elegant, and the calligraphy, painting and antiques all have their origins, but it is a pity that Shen Ke can't understand them.

He stood in front of the bogu shelf and looked at it pretentiously, and finally sat back in the Taishi chair to touch the bronze bull nose on the cylinder lamp to play.

He thought about Xiao Daoluan's preferences and opened this room with Rouge.I just hope that Xiao Daoluan can't put it down because of the playthings inside, and doesn't care that the two of them have to squeeze into a room.

A bed.

Of course Xiao Daoluan didn't care.With his cultivation at the stage of transforming into a god, in fact, he doesn't need to sleep for several hours every day.A few days ago, I was traveling with Shen Ke, and at night he just meditated in his room.One should not neglect one moment of practice, as for the enjoyment of a full sleep, it is just a fleeting moment.

After finally staying up until nightfall, lanterns were hung outside the building, and the dark red soft light penetrated through the window screens, illuminating the elegant room with a three-pointed charm.Jiao Nong's soft words came from afar, and now the building, which was deserted during the day, had the ambiguity it should have.

Xiao Daoluan was still sitting on the chair, lost in thought.

Shen Ke knew that there was a theory of attaining samadhi in practice, but he didn't connect this matter with Xiao Daoluan.He only thought that the other party was tired, so he took a cup of hot tea, handed it to his mouth, and touched it.

Xiao Daoluan opened his eyes.

Shen Ke said with a smile: "Tired? Go and rest first."

The maid had already spread out the bedding and brought in hot water.Shen Ke did not allow them to serve him personally, so he just soaked the towel in the copper basin and called Xiao Daoluan over.

Shen Ke stared at Xiao Daoluan intently.

Watching how his slender fingers wrung the soft towel dry, watching the soft cloth slowly swipe across his face, watching the thin drops of water hanging on his slightly trembling eyelashes.

He flexed his fingers, as if he wanted to flick the thick eyelashes lightly.

"I wanted to have a long talk with Dao Luan for a long time, but unfortunately I was on the road before. Now I finally have the opportunity, we..."

Xiao Daoluan soaked his hands in the copper basin again, drained the water and wiped them dry one by one.

"Ah."

What does this mean?Yes or no?

Shen Ke doesn't like to ponder the thoughts of others, and also thinks that it is more practical to take action instead of guessing wildly.He washed himself up, took off his coat, and sat on the edge of the bed.

The bed is a large pear wood bed, enough for two people to roll around.

Shen Ke silently measured the width of the bed in his heart, and after getting a satisfactory result, he nodded secretly.

Xiao Daoluan: "What are you talking about?"

He sat down on the chair again, two or three feet away from the bed.

Shen Ke didn't think about what to talk about either.The key point of the talk is to get to the foot, and the talk is just a fun activity, a necessary foreshadowing.But now, even if his feet were twice as long, he still couldn't reach the other party, and talking became the only thing he could do.

The backgrounds of the two are very different, and Xiao Daoluan is not interested in what Shen Ke cares about and understands.And Xiao Daoluan, a scholar like Xiao Daoluan, would like to talk about the classics, but Shen Ke didn't know it at all.

When Shen Ke was in a dilemma, he saw two swords, one large and one small, by his pillow, and he had an idea.

"Have you seen my big iron sword? It was given to me by an old man when I was 15..."

Back then, he was a prickly person, he liked to find trouble for nothing, and wandered the streets all day long.One winter, seeing an old man sitting alone in front of a wonton stand looking at the pot, looking greedy but unable to get out a copper coin, Shen Ke graciously invited him to a bowl of hot wontons.

After eating the wontons, the old man wiped his mouth and ran away without even saying thank you.

Shen Ke, who had done a good deed, didn't try to repay him. He saw him leave a long parcel on the wonton stand, picked it up and chased it out to give it back.The old man walked fast with his back bent, and disappeared at the end of the alley in two or three steps.

"You and I are destined, this thing will be given to you, I hope you will cherish it."

There was an echo in the alley.

Shen Ke muttered: "What's wrong..." He opened the cloth strip wrapped several times, and what he took out was this big iron sword.At that time, the iron sword hadn't rusted, but it didn't look good. The young Shen Ke looked at it several times, and didn't think about other strange things.He even slashed the iron sword against other people's big knives several times, but he didn't see the sword shatter and burst out the peerless cheats.

But when the sword was in his hands, it really became a thought he couldn't let go of.Because his parents at home objected to him practicing swords and neglecting his studies, he picked a quiet time in the night, brought a big iron sword and gold and silver coins, and sneaked out of the house.

At that time, I read a lot of legendary novels, and felt that I could find a master with discerning eyes and knowledge of people. From then on, I embarked on the road of self-cultivation, and one day I would be able to volley the sword and return to my hometown.Then he will be able to tell his parents...

Fast forward ten years now, and he has never returned home.

Shen Ke smiled wryly: "This is the origin of this sword. Back then, I thought the old man was some kind of expert, and the iron sword must be a rare treasure, but how can there be someone who can't even afford a bowl of wonton? What? Destiny, it's just a trick to fool children casually, and there are still people who are fooled."

Xiao Daoluan never interrupted Shen Ke's narration. At this time, the other party finished speaking, as if he was waiting for his response.He thought for a while and said, "It may not be an expert."

Shen Ke wiped away his heavy heart, and said with a smile: "If you're really an expert, it's too late for a famous sect to recruit you, and a lot of money and panacea are given, how can you be in such a poor state."

"There are many casual cultivators all over the world, but they have no schools or sects. They all rely on personal practice, and there are many ascetics among them."

Shen Ke wondered: "How do you know this? It's written in a book?"

Xiao Daoluan said: "Yes."

Shen Ke said with emotion: "It is said that you can travel thousands of miles by reading thousands of books. I don't know how much I have traveled in these years, but there are only a few books that I read and read."

Xiao Daoluan thought for a while, and then said: "It's not easy to understand on paper."

"That makes sense." Shen Ke came to his senses, and with a thought, he forced out a trace of sword energy in his body and gathered it at his fingertips, "I have only heard of sword energy in the past, but I have never really felt it. It is rumored that Senior Gao A person can cut down thousands of enemies with only sword energy, and it's the same thing if you use it yourself."

Seeing Xiao Daoluan staring at his fingertips intently, he was full of pride and wanted to show off.In fact, a Nascent Soul stage, even if it is just the sword energy of a sword cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, if it exerts [-]% of its effectiveness, it can instantly destroy dozens of enemies, but——

Shen Ke provoked the sword qi at his fingertips, causing the invisible gas to sway forward in the air and stop in front of Xiao Daoluan.

Xiao Daoluan raised his hand and touched it.

Shen Ke felt that the opponent's fingers seemed to be touching something other than sword energy, otherwise why would he feel numb all over his body for a moment.As soon as his thoughts were scattered, the uncontrollable sword energy instantly exploded in all directions, and tiny debris brushed through Xiao Daoluan's hair, cutting off a few strands of hair.

Xiao Daoluan caught the falling hair with gentle eyes.

Shen Ke's heart palpitated.

"Cough. It's getting late, are you really not coming to rest?"

Xiao Daoluan frowned, the gentle expression just now disappeared for a moment: "No."

Shen Ke turned over and sat up on the bed, pushed away the quilt, and said, "Aren't you used to sharing the bed with others? If that's the case, I can..."

"No." Xiao Daoluan thought for a while, if he insisted on not going to bed, it would be abnormal first, an ordinary person still needs to sleep for three or four hours a day to be energetic.Secondly, Shen Ke may have to babble endlessly, and he can't bear to be disturbed.Finally, as long as the mind is as calm as water, you can enter meditation no matter you are sitting or lying down.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xiao Daoluan took off his coat and went to bed.

Shen Ke consciously rolled to the inside of the bed and arranged pillows for Xiao Daoluan.

A thin sword energy quietly escaped from his fingertips, extinguishing the candle.

The room was dark.

"I was a little sleepy when I was sitting before, but now I can't fall asleep when I lie down, you say..."

"The origin of my other sword also has some stories..."

"Are you asleep, Daoluan?"

"Nice dream."

Xiao Daoluan silently recited the twenty-two swordsmanship, and soon entered the state of letting go of all Concentration Sword Pills.

Shen Ke lay beside him, tossing and turning, thinking about their conversation.The heart-to-heart talk was quite enjoyable, but the entertainment after the talk was too lackluster.Everyone was lying next to him, and if he didn't do anything, he would feel sorry for himself.

Shen Ke read a lot of legendary stories when he was young, and among them was a book with an extremely serious cover, but the content was enough to be banned for a hundred and eighty times.The plots in the book are vying to be the first to wave flags in his mind.

Choose me and choose me is the most effective.

Don't listen to it, I'm the one who hits the spot.

Come on.

Shen Ke turned over, and condensed two sword qi on his two fingertips, causing them to intertwine with each other and collide with a faint flame.

Under the light of the fire, he could see Xiao Daoluan's face clearly.

I really want to...

Shen Ke turned over again, calmed down, and turned back again.

The sword energy at his fingertips has not dissipated, and now he has received new instructions, and he is extremely gentle close to Xiao Daoluan's skin.

Xiao Daoluan's eyelids moved slightly, as if he wanted to open them.

The sword energy hastily stopped.

After a while, seeing that he hadn't woken up, he moved on.

Come a little closer... good job baby...

Shen Ke cheered for it silently, watching the sword energy quickly brush past Xiao Daoluan's forehead, bringing up a strand of long hair.

The long hair was entwined with sword energy and fluttered in the air.

Shen Ke stretched out his hand to hold it, tied it in a knot, and put it in his chest.After putting it close to his body carefully, Shen Ke lightly snapped his fingers, and the sword energy that had fulfilled the mission with honor disappeared safely.

Good dreams.