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A poor middle-aged scholar wearing a white shirt was walking on the bluestone road. His steps were very small, and he walked not fast, and he always stopped and stopped.

When he saw a flower seller on the roadside, he would smell it. When he saw something fresh, he would buy it and taste it. Even when someone was playing chess, he would watch it. Then he was punished for not watching the chess game without saying a word. People are disgusted and driven away.

The swarthy man just followed him, not daring to disturb the gentleman's enjoyment.

Mao Nanbei was actually right. My husband came down the mountain just to play.

The reason why I don't want to go back to the mountain is very simple, I just haven't had enough fun yet.

As for recruiting a new disciple...compared to traveling around the mountains and rivers, this is just a small matter.

"Sir." The swarthy man rushed to his side and said softly.

"What's the matter?" asked the gentleman.

"Disciple doesn't understand why you set up such a rule for accepting disciples in the first place?"

The rules the swarthy man mentioned were naturally referring to cliff jumping.

"It was just a casual comment that came from my thoughts while standing on Jieyin Peak that day." The gentleman waved his hand, acting very casually.

The swarthy man knew in his heart that the more Mr. looked like this, the more likely he was fooling around.

He has been following his husband for many years, and he has already understood his character. It seems that he has a deep intention in setting such seemingly impossible conditions. He just doesn't want to say it.

It's just that this dark man can't figure out how on earth the junior brother managed to survive jumping off a cliff?

This immediately aroused his curiosity.

Mao Nanbei once told Lu Xun that the third senior brother loved cooking, but his cooking was extremely unpalatable.

In fact, she didn't tell the whole story. The reason why the third senior brother's cooking was unpalatable was because he loved to innovate and always come up with new dishes on his own.

The third senior brother in the small study loves to explore new things and is also the best at studying.

He looked like a farmer, and he was very rough-looking, but he had an endless thirst for knowledge and random new ideas in his mind.

Therefore, the swarthy man was immediately interested in Lu Xun.

He even thought about catching his junior brother after returning to the mountain and studying it carefully.

As soon as he thought about this, a simple and honest smile appeared on his face.

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At this moment, the back mountain of Demon Sect.

Lu Xun had a nightmare.

He woke up from his dream, covered in cold sweat.

"Phew!" He glanced at the wet sheets and thought he had just done something on the bed.

The night wind blew by, and fireflies were flying freely outside the house, harmoniously and quietly.

"Have you been under too much pressure lately?" Lu Xun rubbed his temples.

But if I think about it carefully... I don't seem to have much pressure lately!

Eat well, sleep well, and have a bunch of people call you ancestor when you meet, and you will live a very comfortable life.

In addition to the rapid increase in experience points, there are not many troubles, except that Mao Nanbei is a bit difficult to deal with, and she has to satisfy her oral desires every day.

After Lu Xun adjusted his emotions and stabilized his mind, he tried to continue sleeping.

As a result, the nightmare started again.

"Why? The dream is divided into two parts!" Lu Xun woke up again, breathing heavily.

To be precise, this dream is like an endless loop.

As soon as he closed his eyes, there was a vague shadow chasing him until he was killed and he woke up from the dream.

The shadow was very blurry and Lu Xun couldn't see clearly.

He didn't think much about it. After all, it was a dream. It's normal for people to not remember the details of their dreams once they wake up.

He didn't even remember how he died. He only remembered that a shadow was chasing him, and then he died.

Many people may have had such an experience, clearly realizing that they were dreaming, but the content may only remember a beginning and an end.

After taking two deep breaths, Lu Xun frowned and felt something was wrong.

"This is my dream, and I am the master!"

"No, I want to fight back!"

Being killed twice in a row aroused Lu Xun's inexplicable desire to win!

As soon as he closed his eyes, the black shadow appeared again.

He thought that in his dream, he was the creator and could do anything, but he was killed again and was left without armor.

"Depend on!"

Lu Xun sat up from the bed. He was not a fool, so how could he not know that there must be something fishy in it!

He checked his character attributes, and the character status showed:

——[Sword Intent Haunted]!

"Sword Intent!?" Lu Xun was a little surprised.

"Was it the sword intention that killed me in my dream just now?"

This is a high-end gadget that ordinary swordsmen don't have.

This is the small study on the back mountain. Apart from Lu Xun, there are only Mao Nanbei and Second Senior Sister on the mountain.

Mao Nanbei used a knife, and Lu Xun had seen it on that rainy night.

The two small bells on the wrists can be turned into two short knives. The sword energy was so powerful that it killed hundreds of ghosts in seconds!

"So, this sword intention...should be the handiwork of Second Senior Sister?"

Does Second Senior Sister use a sword? Why was her sword not seen in the bamboo forest?

The most important thing is, why did the second senior sister do this? Is it special training?

As soon as I thought about it, the game system actually triggered the mission.

"[Trigger mission, Gu Xiaoman's special sword training, do you accept it?]"

Lu Xun clicked accept without thinking.

After checking the details of the mission, the mission content was not that he was required to defeat the second senior sister's sword intent, because this was not realistic at all, but that he was required to persist for 30 days while being entangled by the sword intent!

And this sword intention is actually only a very small part of the second senior sister's monstrous sword intention.

It's better now. For a month, I couldn't even sleep well.

"Did you die suddenly?" Lu Xun said with a bitter smile.

However, he was reluctant to refuse this mission because the mission rewards were too tempting.

——[Swordsmanship Qualification +1]!

It was hard for Lu Xun to refuse such a special attribute that could only be found once in a while, even though...he didn't even have a sword now.

In fact, even if you don't choose the path of sword cultivation in the future, there is no harm in having a few more special attribute points.

"Tianchen" follows the principle of "know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger". Even if he does not learn swordsmanship in the future, with this little swordsmanship qualification, he will be able to faintly restrain swordsmen when he encounters them in the future.

Just like his previous life, he got [Gun Dao Qualification +1] by chance through a hidden mission. Although he did not follow the path of gun training, every time he met NPCs or players who used guns, he could often learn more. Explodes about 10% damage!

As for what he practices for the tuba?

What I practice is the stick.

Thick, long, hard, and very lethal.

When the stick was knocked down, few people could close their legs.

People in the world call him Mr. Mighty!

It's just that he doesn't plan to take this path now. Now that he has joined the Demon Sect, he has a better plan.

Now that he had received this mission, Lu Xun gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and continued to welcome the whipping of Second Senior Sister's love!

Moreover, he discovered that he was not killed by the sword intent while dreaming. In fact, he only needed to close his eyes for about ten minutes, and the sword intent would naturally come into action.

This whipping lasted all night.

On the first night, Lu Xun was "killed" a total of 36 times.

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