Big brother, he is frail

Lu Xinglan, who was sandwiched between Sovereign Qianmen and Zhuang Jinxuan, witnessed the "loving" interaction between the two in class.

"Then I will stop here today. The quality of Lingyun Sect disciples is indeed very high. I hope to have the opportunity to come here to give lectures for you in the future."

Sect Master Qianmen waved his hands to his disciples, and Shi Shiran left.

When he said the last sentence, Lu Xinglan heard a crackling sound behind him.Zhuang Jinxuan pushed away the chair, and walked out the door as if nothing happened just now.

From this point of view, the relationship between Zhuang Jinxuan and his father seems to be very strange?

Lu Xinglan rubbed his head.Why is he thinking so much, now he has someone who is making trouble here to deal with.

The person in charge of the school usually lives in a small bamboo house not far from the lecture hall. Lu Xinglan walked to the bamboo house. The farther away from the school, the fewer the disciples.The noise was completely gone, but the clear chirping of birds and insects was impressive.A stream of white smoke drifted over from the bamboo house, accompanied by a faint fragrance of tea.

Obviously only a few steps away, it's like entering another world, like a fairy's hermitage.

The fly in the ointment was that the sudden quarrel in the peaceful atmosphere scared away a group of birds resting on the tree.

"Why did you suddenly come here to give lectures!?"

"The suzerain of Lingyunzong personally invited me, how could I refuse?"

"Impossible. Master invited you before, but I didn't even read your invitation letter, and I don't know where to throw it!"

"I didn't throw it around casually. The invitation letter has been kept intact under the desk. Shake the dust on it and it's still usable."

"...You, you actually came here with an invitation letter that doesn't know the year of the monkey. It didn't work long ago. How thick-skinned are you!"

Another voice suddenly aggrieved: "I just came to see my son, is it easy for me?"

"..."

Walking in, the two people arguing were indeed Zhuang Jinxuan and Sect Master Qianmen.

Sect Master Qianmen still had the suave look he saw just now, while Zhuang Jinxuan folded his arms and tilted his head to one side, apparently not wanting to talk to Sect Master Qianmen.

Behind the two of them, a hunchbacked white-haired old man was sitting on a blue slate, fanning gently with a fan in his hand, and was making tea.The hot air on the stove slowly dissipated in all directions, as if time had stood still, giving it an ethereal feeling.

After they saw Lu Xinglan coming, they stopped talking.

Probably Zhuang Jinxuan became a little annoyed when his "enemy" saw this appearance.

"Are you following me? You really are that kind of person!"

that kind of person?What kind of person?

Lu Xinglan said speechlessly: "I didn't follow you, I just came here to report."

"Report?" Zhuang Jinxuan glanced at the old man behind him and understood, but he was even more angry, "Why can you give lectures? I failed to submit the application before."

Sect Master Qianmen said quietly from behind: "Won't letting you give lectures overthrow the school?"

Zhuang Jinxuan immediately said, "Who are you after?"

Now Lu Xinglan understood that the relationship between the two was not as bad as he imagined.Zhuang Jinxuan looks like the so-called rebellious period?However, the Qianmen Sect Master didn't care about Zhuang Jinxuan's violent temper at all, or he was used to it and tolerated him all the time.

Such a father-son relationship made Lu Xinglan a little envious.

His father was a workaholic, he lived in the company as his family, and completely abandoned him and his mother for his career... Well, his grades were mediocre, so the old man never recognized him.

Oh, why did you think of that?

Lu Xinglan came to the old man and said hello respectfully.

He only knew that the old man's surname was Xu, but he didn't know his full name, nor his status in Lingyun Sect, so he called him Uncle Xu first.

Xu Bo hissed softly, Lu Xinglan understood, and stood quietly aside.

The fan in his hand was swinging at a very regular frequency, and there was no slight difference in the amplitude of going back and forth.The flames should have swayed under the blowing of the wind, but the flames under Xu Bo's fan seemed to be in a windless environment, without a trace of shaking, but there were signs of burning more and more vigorously.

Lu Xinglan unconsciously held his breath, fearing that the breath he exhaled would disrupt this wonderful phenomenon.

When he came to his senses, Uncle Xu had already filled the tea and handed it to him.

"How about trying this tea?" The smile on Uncle Xu's face was serene and kind, which made Lu Xinglan unable to refuse.

Lu Xinglan took the teacup, took a sip, a trace of bitterness faded away on the tip of his tongue, and the fresh aroma of tea leaves left in his mouth.

Maybe Shen Xizhou had something to chat with Xu Bo?

The tea they brewed was delicious, but Xu Bo's tea tasted better and left people with endless aftertaste.

"It's delicious." Lu Xinglan couldn't think of other adjectives, so he could only express it with the most intuitive feeling.

Xu Bo smiled and said, "Old Khan thinks so too."

Lu Xinglan immediately felt admiration for such a straightforward and kind old man.What he wanted to pursue was Xu Bo's hearty and unrestrained attitude.

Getting back to the topic, Xu Bo knew that Lu Xinglan was here to give lectures to the disciples of the sect.He took a look at the arrangement of the recent lectures, only one school was vacant tomorrow afternoon, Xu Bo registered Lu Xinglan as tomorrow afternoon's class.After that, he will post a notice at the entrance of the school, so that interested disciples can come to attend classes at that time.

After successfully registering, Lu Xinglan said goodbye to Xu Bo, and was about to return to the Spiritual Medicine Garden when he ran into Sect Master Qianmen.

Zhuang Jinxuan is not here, he should have left.

Lu Xinglan hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards him, "Sect Master Zhuang, I have some doubts about the sword training you mentioned just now, I wonder if I can ask for your advice."

"Oh? Is there anything I don't understand."

"As you said just now, if you want to reach the peak of your swordsmanship, you can't just rely on practice. What exactly does this mean?"

When Sect Master Qianmen was talking about his feelings about practicing swords, he finally said such a sentence, with no beginning and no end, Lu Xinglan couldn't understand it.Although thinking about it carefully, this sentence is indeed correct. Sword practice requires not only daily practice, but also a series of other factors such as skills, actual combat, and reflection.But Lu Xinglan felt that what Suzerain Qianmen wanted to express was not so simple.

A hint of admiration appeared on the face of the Qianmen Sect Master, but it disappeared in an instant.He didn't answer Lu Xinglan's question directly, but asked, "Do you have a sword?"

Lu Xinglan took out the Qijue Sword.Sect Master Qianmen observed for a moment, then said, "It's a good sword. What's its name?"

"Seven Absolute Swords."

"How did this sword come from?"

Lu Xinglan recalled the original work, this sword seems to be given to him by the suzerain?And it was the saber that the suzerain personally handed over to him on the day the original master became a true disciple.

However, the Sovereign Master Qianmen shook his head: "I mean, have you really understood your sword? Do you know what kind of environment it was born in, how many times it was beaten and scorched, before reaching your sword? What kind of training did it go through before it was in your hands?"

Even the original owner didn't know anything about it, let alone Lu Xinglan.

"In short, you have to remember four words, the sword moves with your heart. If you want to use the sword more proficiently, the first step is to improve the fit between you and the sword. If the fit is low, then this sword is not good enough. Just your tool; when you know your sword, you are the sword itself."

These words of the Qianmen Sect Master are easy to understand, but it is not easy to put them into practice.Lu Xinglan remembered it in his heart.

"Thank you, Sect Master Zhuang, for your reminder. The junior left first."

After getting the answer he wanted, Lu Xinglan was ready to go back.Sect Master Qianmen suddenly pressed his shoulders, and without any force, it made it difficult for Lu Xinglan to move an inch.

Changing the serious conversation just now, the Sect Master of Qianmen said to Lu Xinglan with a smile: "You are Lu Xinglan, right? I have heard of you a long time ago, and I am really outstanding when I saw you today."

"Ah?" How could Sect Master Qian know him, he and the original owner should have no intersection, "Where did Sect Master Zhuang hear about me?"

"That brat of mine!"

Lu Xinglan: "..." That's how it is.

Sect Master Qianmen muttered resentfully at the side: "He used to complain to me that he couldn't beat you, but now he doesn't even talk to me. It's been two years, and he hasn't even returned home once."

"Ah, is it because I always lose to you, so I feel ashamed and dare not come to see me. No wonder, I was so attached to me before, it is impossible to rebel if I say rebellious!"

...It turns out that the Qianmen Sect Master has discovered that Zhuang Jinxuan is in the rebellious period.However, the idea of ​​​​Sect Master Qianmen is quite interesting.Lu Xinglan rarely saw people who were not young but had a humorous personality.The people of this age he met before were all hypocritical.

It's just that if this idea is placed on him, it will not be so interesting.

Sect Master Qianmen quickly put his hands on Lu Xinglan's shoulders, with a solemn expression: "Little brother Lu, can you help me persuade that brat in my family to at least let him go home. His mother misses him very much, every day Whispering, my ears are getting callused!"

"Uh, Sect Master Zhuang, you just saw that my relationship with your son is not very good. You can't even convince me, let alone me."

Zhuang Jinxuan's eyes seemed to spit fire when he saw him, how could he listen to him, Lu Xinglan really wanted to refuse this drudgery.

But Sect Master Qianmen didn't care about this matter at all. In his opinion, although Lu Xinglan and his son were in a competitive relationship, Lu Xinglan was the person Zhuang Jinxuan was most familiar with in this sect.Sect Master Qianmen still knows his son very well. He has a surly personality and is a little ambitious, otherwise he would not give up Qianmen Sect's full cultivation of him and come to Lingyun Sect.

In the eyes of a person with this personality, the only ones who can be seen are the strong ones who are in front of him, right?To become stronger, one must first go beyond, and put stronger people on the ground as stepping stones on the way forward.

And in the Lingyun Sect, the only one who can be entrusted is Lu Xinglan who is stronger than Zhuang Jinxuan, who makes him a big brother.

"Anyway, I'm counting on you."

After the Qianmen Sect Master finished speaking, he left cleanly. Lu Xinglan really wanted to extend Erkang's hand: I haven't agreed yet...

Didn't listen to him finish.

After weighing the possibility of this matter being done, Lu Xinglan thinks it's better to put it aside for now, and try again when there is a chance.

If Zhuang Jinxuan doesn't listen to him, then he has nothing to do.