Master tutoring class

After the practice, Nie Zijin followed Wen Xiuyuan and left, "I can't see that Brother Wen is hiding something."

"It's good, it's good, Brother Nie is also good, it's a pleasure fishing."

Nie Zijin shook his fan, "Naturally."

The two people in front of them boasted about their business, Wen Xiuyuan also took out a fan from nowhere and swayed it, Nie Zijin took a look at it, and he was also happy.

The two people in the front row were deeply brothers, and only Qiao Xu followed behind them, depressed.

Wen Xiuyuan went back to the house, and jumped on the bed after cleaning up the dusty clothes, completely ignorant of others.Qiao Xu didn't enter the house, and sat alone on the stone in the small garden outside the house, depressed.

Nie Zijin didn't go to bed so early, and when he went out for a stroll outside the hall, he happened to bump into Qiao Xu who was sitting alone.

"Brother Qiao", Nie Zijin clasped his fans together.

"Friend Daoist Nie", although Qiao Xu said he was in a bad mood, he was well-mannered. When he saw Nie Zijin coming, he restrained his gloominess and forced out a pale smile.

Nie Zijin was also a man of knowledge, and after seeing Qiao Xu's poor condition, he greeted him and prepared to leave.

"You Daoist Nie, stop," Qiao Xu called out to Nie Zijin.

Nie Zijin turned around, the wind blew through his hair, and behind the swaying branches, his pale face was revealed.

"Does Fellow Daoist Nie have something you want?" The other party's voice was blown away in the wind. Fortunately, Nie Zijin was paying attention and could hear the other party's question clearly.

"Yes, Qian, Master." Nie Zijin expressed his ambition without hesitation.

"Then what if you meet someone who is more powerful and robs you?"

Nie Zijin was stunned, sweat began to break out on his forehead.

This is really a proposition.

"Then... if you can get it, fight for it, if you can't, give it up."

Qiao Xu forced a smile, "You Daoist Nie is really open-minded."

Nie Zijin smiled back in embarrassment, not knowing how to reply, he hurriedly left.When he was about to get out of Qiao Xu's sight, he finally couldn't help but turn around and persuade him.

"Brother Qiao, most practitioners don't want to be obsessed. If you persist for a lifetime, the demons will come easily. I persist because I will definitely get what I want."

Speaking of which, Nie Zijin smiled lightly and shook his head, "And if I know I can't get it, I won't continue."

"Then do you think I can get it?"

Nie Zijin had some pity in his eyes, and his voice was low and gentle, "When you ask this question, you won't get it."

"I do not believe."

After Qiao Xu finished speaking, he jumped off the rock, picked up his sword and left.

Nie Zijin shook his head helplessly, returned to the room with the fan on his waist.

Wen Xiuyuan slept until dark, but Qiao Xu still hadn't returned. He lay on the bed and closed his eyes, and released his spiritual sense. His sight spread from inside to outside, and then to Qiao Xu's side in Houlin.

There were several scratches on the back of Qiao Xu's hand, and the blood dried up and stuck to the surroundings. He raised his arm and chopped it down one by one, his back was stubborn and determined.

Long, long ago, Wen Xiuyuan also practiced this way.

There is no external object in the mind, and the eyes do not look aside.Only those who are determined will gain something.

Not bad, Wen Xiuyuan praised.

It's a pity that I practiced the wrong moves and couldn't improve no matter what.

Qiao Xu practiced the gentleman's sword that An Heyi taught them.

A gentleman pursues his heart, obeys his own will, and moves his sword at will.Therefore, the more people who understand and accept themselves in the heart, the faster they learn.

Wen Xiuyuan has been doing things as he likes since he was a child, so he naturally has no problems. Even when he first came into contact with this trick, he just took a look at it.

But when Qiao Xu practiced, he felt that the sword in his hand was as heavy as a thousand catties. The breath of every step was stagnant, the sword energy was not smooth, and the moves he practiced lost their momentum.

Qiao Xu gritted his teeth and persisted, trying his best to circulate the aura in the sword, and finally managed to exert strength, but the aura in his body was still messy.

"You are not suitable for this move." Wen Xiuyuan lay on his back on a branch with a grass in his mouth.

Qiao Xu was startled by the sudden voice, Qiao Xu looked around, only to see Wen Xiuyuan lying on the tree.

"What did you say?" Qiao Xu clenched the sword in his hand.

"Can you understand the voice in Zhaoren's heart who invented this sword?" Wen Xiuyuan gave a "bah", spat out the grass in his mouth, turned over and sat up.

Looking at this lazy and stubborn look, it looks like he is here to find fault.

"Then do you understand?" Qiao Xu became angry at this question.

He withdrew his daytime gentleness and appeared aggressive.But it was Qiao Xu who made Wen Xiuyuan think highly of him.

"Every move has its own soul. Choosing a sword move is like picking a person. You have to find the right one." Wen Xiuyuan pointed to Qiao Xu's sword, "Look at the sword in your hand, you know what it's thinking ?"

Qiao Xu lowered his head, and the silver-white sword glistened in the moonlight.

Jian has thoughts, this is the first time he heard someone mention it, Qiao Xu is a little at a loss.

"It's a good thing you're not a swordsman." Wen Xiuyuan didn't say a word that made Qiao Xu vomit blood angrily.

Seeing Qiao Xu's injustice, Wen Xiuyuan continued, "The Gentleman's Sword, the monk who created this sword move was originally a scholar. He came from a scholarly family in the secular world. He yearned for a life of swords and swords since he was a child. But their family wanted him to be a gentleman."

"Do you understand what a gentleman is? A gentleman guards the court, protects the country, and contributes to the community. In order to become the gentleman that everyone expects, he has always restrained himself and kept etiquette, and lived in a well-behaved manner."

"Then one year, his family was implicated in misfortune, his family was ruined, and he was the only one who was lucky enough to escape and wandered outside. He was valued by a monk and accepted as an apprentice. He avenged his painstaking sword practice and gave up everything. The rest of his life Created the sword of the gentleman. This sword move means that the gentleman moves according to his heart and is not restrained."

"Look at you, you have a good sword in your hand and a set of good moves, you have trained them to be disciplined and restrained, isn't it just losing its original intention?"

"But Master said to be precise." Qiao Xu frowned and doubted Wen Xiuyuan's statement.

"So this move is just his starting move, not his natal sword move. Every sword cultivator has his own style, and the sword move he chooses also changes with himself. If the sword in his hand is not in line with his heart, he will not be able to improve at all. If it is more serious, there will be a lot of demons. He is not a person who does what he wants, so he naturally does not understand this sword move."

"Of course, you don't understand either."

Arrogant.

"I want to fight with you." Qiao Xu picked up the sword and pointed it at Wen Xiuyuan.

"bring it on."

Wen Xiuyuan didn't say much, reached out and picked a branch, and stabbed towards Qiao Xu.

The fluttering sleeves are like a bird skimming the river in the dark night, light and calm, and when it comes through the moonlight, it is like an arrow passing through the sky at high speed, coming with an irresistible aura .

Qiao Xu resisted with all his strength, and the tumbling air wave pressed against his chest.Wen Xiuyuan knocked him to the ground with just one move, making it difficult to get up.

The person above him had a careless smile on his mouth, and his eyes were indifferent, as if everything in the world was out of his sight.

"you lose."

He dropped the branch, turned around without hesitation, and walked away gracefully, with his sleeves swaying lightly, and his blue hair fluttering with the wind.

"Drink a pot of wine in life, drunk dreams will not return to life halfway."

The scholar left this poem in the past, held his sword and laughed and left.

Qiao Xu heard the sound of his heart beating violently, and the blood in his body churned with pride.

A sword, half moves.Jianxiu's vitality is hidden here.

This is the meaning of sword cultivation.

Qiao Xu stood up slowly, spitting out a mouthful of turbid blood, clenched his right hand and then slowly released it as if powerlessly, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "slap", but the master didn't feel it.

The young man who practiced the sword had already left, his back was hidden in the night, and the back forest was quiet, as if no outsider had ever come.

He came without a word and left without a word.It seems that they came here just to play a game.

Qiao Xu covered his face with his hands.

He seems to understand.

The author says:

No prize multiple choice questions:

What did Qiao Xu understand?

(A) The opponent's strength is too abnormal, he can't beat it.

(B) This sword move is not working well, it's time to change it.

(C) Tan Yushizun practiced this move so-so, he and Shizun really have a tacit understanding.

(D) The one that suits you is the best.

(E) He is not a sword repair material.

(F) Just ask for what you want, and follow your inner thoughts.