Chapter 1068: I Act as a Teacher, and You Act as a Student. This Is Called "Transmission"!

Xu Xiaoshou, do you want to learn swordsmanship? "

In the no-man's land of the ancient city, with the gentle sound of the Meisi people settling down, Xu Xiaoshou's extremely eager little soul with two super invincible bodyguards pushed through the sinister hall suddenly cooled down.

sword……

Once upon a time, practicing swordsmanship was this body's original dream.

Even after spending three years and working hard, the original owner of this body was able to master the first form of the acquired spiritual skill Baiyun Sword Technique.

In the end, due to a secluded suicide, Xu Xiaoyuan came to the rescue due to a strange combination of circumstances.

He switched to the passive system, and soon drew out "Sword Mastery". From then on, gods will kill gods, and Buddhas will kill Buddhas. The sword intention changes from acquired to innate to master and then to the throne. Everything falls into place, as simple as breathing practice.

But all these changes got stuck at a certain point in time. Xu Xiaoshou is already the throne of swordsmanship. He has the richest knowledge base brought by "swordsmanship proficiency" and is related to everything about swordsmanship.

But his kendo throne is made of water.

Gu Qing Yiersan, who was of the same generation, had already mastered one or two of the nine major swordsmanships and eighteen sword styles, and was involved in all three thousand swordsmanship.

But he still knows nothing about ancient sword cultivation.

No matter how rich the theoretical knowledge is, even if it is as vast as the ocean, Xu Xiaoshou can transform the theory into a channel for combat power output, but it is like a small water pipe connected from the ocean. A trickle, no pain or itching.

I am already strong... Before the night battle in Dongtian King City, Mr. Siren had already wanted to accept a disciple, but Xu Xiaoshou was aloof. He thought that he did not need to become a disciple, and could rely on Mang skill points to break through the shackles of swordsmanship. .

Perhaps this cannot be called "noble and noble". Xu Xiaoshou believes that given time, he can indeed achieve all of this.

But the prerequisite for breaking through this shackles of kendo is...

Give it time!

In other words, it takes "time"!

Along the way, he personally experienced Rao Yaoyao's Red Dust Sword, heard Xiao Kongtong's magnificent description of the nine swordsmanships, and experienced more dangerous situations every time, with each enemy more powerful than the last. Xu Xiaoshou In fact, I already had regrets.

"I'm so short of time!"

If not for this, he wouldn't have walked all the way, and soon he had the idea of ​​​​finding the Eight Masters and seriously practicing the ancient swordsmanship.

If not, he wouldn't have rejected Mr. Si Ren once and then said goodbye again. He wanted to ask for a sword but didn't dare to ask.

In the Forest of Miracles, the Meisi people's superb "Sword Elephant" with the ghost kings of the ten palaces on their feet and thousands of swords on their heads worshiping them. What sword cultivator wouldn't be moved by the demeanor of the four realms uniting into one and killing the saint with one sword?

——Xu Xiaoshou was so excited!

When he was doing the disappearing technique, he was memorizing it like crazy, wanting to burn those scenes into his heart, and then savor them carefully to see if he could figure out some tricks.

If it doesn’t work, go to Ba Zunshen later and ask him to explain to you...

...Anyway, such a large backstage is not used in vain.

But Xu Xiaoshou never expected that before he could see the Eight Masters, who always saw the beginning but not the end of the dragon, Mr. Siren would give him a second chance!

"I……"

Looking at the stone sword handed to him, Xu Xiaoshou blushed, feeling a little ashamed and embarrassed.

This stone sword is so plain and simple!

However, what Xu Xiaoshou saw from above was the most mysterious door of ancient swordsmanship, opening for him for the second time! The hand that pushed the door open wasn't trying hard to break through the door.

On the contrary, he is sitting on the highest throne inside the door. He is the kind of swordsman who can smash the ancient sword practice threshold that is unattainable to ordinary people with just a few words. !

However, after all, I refused once... When I was still struggling in my heart, a villain jumped out of my mind, accusing and roaring with a red face:

"What kind of shame do you have, Xu Xiaoshou! If you don't take this opportunity, you will be the biggest idiot in the Holy God Continent!"

"Is the throne-level 'perception' in vain? Is your brain used to hold water? With such big ears, you can't hear the deliberate teachings of Mr. Mizuto of the Miracle Forest when he strikes the sword? With such big ears Eyes, you couldn’t see the last moment of Mian Sheng, who came out to save you?”

"Don't you know where the last locked position of the pass character is? Don't you know what the profound meaning is in it?"

"If the Eight Masters didn't come forward, how could Mr. Jiren have a pass? Can you wait for Mr. Jiren to give him a second chance?"

"And now, the opportunity is right in front of you, and you're still hesitating?!"

In the flash of lightning, his thoughts were completed. Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes slightly in a daze, and saw Mr. Siren with a gentle smile on the ordinary stone sword.

"think!"

Xu Xiaoshou finally spoke out loudly, giving the most direct thoughts and the most certain answer.

He is so smart, even a half-saint can play with it. How could he not see that Mr. Jiren is wearing a "password"?

What does it mean to come to the Miracle Forest to save people?

But after all, Xu Xiaoshou still didn't dare to stretch out his hand to pick up the sword.

Mr. Siren gave it casually, and he would never be able to take over this inheritance so casually.

"If you want, then take it." Mei Jiren smiled, and the hand holding the sword seemed to have been tempered thousands of times, motionless and still held up.

Xiao Kongtong looked anxiously from one side.

At this moment, how much he wanted to seize Xu Xiaoshou, take the stone sword for him, then bow his head, and then throw control of his body back to Xu Xiaoshou himself.

God knows what kind of "cramming" teaching he encountered when he met his teacher Bazun Shu!

In a moment, the teacher at that time forcefully demonstrated the nine swordsmanships, the eighteen sword styles, and the three thousand swordsmanship to this ignorant little kid. The next second, he walked away and ran away with his master's wife.

He didn't care whether the little brat at that time could understand it, he sealed all the memories by three times five divided by two, allowing people to grow up, accept and learn slowly by themselves.

This is how Yixiao Kongtong grew up.

It wasn't until many years later when he grew up, understood everything, and founded his own orphanage "Wanfutang" and named it "Shenyue Fairy City" that he saw the teacher for the second time.

It was on this second side that he received the second instruction on the way of swordsmanship, and then realized the "Incarnation of Sword Thought".

Therefore, having such a "crazy" sword practice experience, Xiao Kongtong understands even more...

How impossible it is to expect a "prodigal" like Sensei Bazunsui to teach swordsmanship; and how rare it is to meet a true "sir" like Mei Siren!

He doesn't understand.

I don’t know what Xu Xiaoshou is thinking at this time.

If it were him, he wouldn't have to think about it at all. He would just accept the sword and bow to him, accepting the title of master!

However, everyone's circumstances are different. Xu Xiaoshou didn't know what Xiao Kongtong was thinking, and was completely out of his mind. At this moment, because of Mr. Youjiren's words, countless thoughts rippled in his heart.

Think about it, then go on... How can it be so simple?

This kind of unprepared "battle" caught Xu Xiaoshou off guard. He could only count and smooth out his thoughts that became messy and twisted into threads because of this sentence. "Why is Mr. Si Ren willing to give me a second chance? I can't even ask him..."

"I already have a master, but Mr. Sang didn't rescue me yet. If he were here, would he agree to let me have another master..."

"Come here with a Chinese character and want to teach me how to use the sword directly. Is there any deeper meaning in this? Could it be that Ba Zunzhen wants to mess with me again? What kind of tricks is he doing..."

Confused thoughts, all kinds, all kinds, even without a fixed direction.

But the next second, when Xu Xiaoshou's gaze was fixed and he saw Mr. Si Ren's sincere, clear, pure and transparent eyes, the scattered thoughts in his mind exploded like fireworks, and all disappeared in the last breath. nothingness.

In front of me, there is only a waiting stone sword and a smiling teacher...

At this moment, the hundred thousand whys in my mind disappeared, and everything was reduced to the last thought:

"Xu Xiaoshou, if you don't pick up the sword, how long do you want to wait for Sir to lift it? Do your hands get sore from lifting it? What a face you have! Is it possible that the swordsman still wants to beg you to learn the sword?"

Click.

Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly stepped forward, held it with both hands, and took the stone sword from Mr. Siren's hand.

This sword is simple and unremarkable. It is obviously very light in weight, but it feels as heavy as a stone. Xu Xiaoshou's mouth, which can usually be full of tongue, cannot utter a complete sentence for a long time.

talk.

"I……"

After holding it in for a while, my face turned red. After receiving the sword, all the messy thoughts in my mind had answers. There was no need to ask again.

I think.

Mr. Siren is also willing to teach.

Isn't this the best result? Why consider anything else?

Holding the stone sword, Xu Xiaoshou could only hold back one sentence because of some strange combination of circumstances:

"I, I have very poor understanding. I have practiced the 'White Cloud Sword Technique' for three years, but in the end I only mastered the first move. If Mr. Sir wants to teach me, I must be mentally prepared..."

Baiyun swordsmanship?

Kongtong, who was smiling on one side, looked Xu Xiaoshou up and down as if he had seen a ghost, wondering what kind of "forbidden technique" or "sacred martial arts" was this? Or does it surpass the master's "Sword Reading" skill?

It would take Xu Xiaoshou three years to practice the first move of "White Cloud Sword Technique" with this sword intention?

However, Mei Si people didn't care about this. He laughed, stopped his hand and shook out the paper fan.

When the fan was turned over, a few big characters appeared on it: "Are you stupid?".

"What is the old question?"

Mei Jiren said slowly.

Xu Xiaoshou, do you want to learn swordsmanship... Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly at the big characters and a big question mark on the fan. He was still thinking about whether it was intentional or a coincidence, but his memory went with him. The words were translated out.

Mei Siren nodded and said again: "In addition to 'thinking', have I asked you anything else?

"No..." Xu Xiaoshou was finally able to speak slowly. "In this case, just 'think'. Why do you need to look left and right, think before and after, and hesitate to make a decision?"

When Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes, his consciousness seemed to have finally returned to his body, and his usual wit finally came back, and he suddenly woke up to everything.

——It is true that no one in this world can ask Mr. Jiren, so if he still wants to teach swordsmanship, it can only be his own idea, and it cannot be the interference of other people from the outside world, even the slightest!

"I understand." Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth.

"Besides, your sword body is rare in the world, how could you not have any talent in swordsmanship?" Mei Jiren's lips curled up. What he was looking for on the first floor of the sky was Xu Xiaoshou's talent in swordsmanship. ah!

"How can I have a sword body?" Xu Xiaoshou was confused.

"Ha." Mei Si looked Xu Xiaoshou up and down, then suddenly took a step forward, closed the paper fan, and hit Xu Xiaoshou hard on the head.

"Buzz——"

This time the sword energy was empowered, using Xu Xiaoshou's body as the medium, the sword energy splashed out from all directions on the long street, drawing a perfect hexagram circle in a radius of ten feet.

"Isn't this your talent?" Mei Siren said with a smile.

Xu Xiaoshou finally realized that what Mr. Jiren was talking about was his passive skill - "Sharpness"!

He was momentarily shocked.

Because of his many passive skills, Mr. Ji Ren's paper fan did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations. Not only was it not knocked away when he struck it, but it also shook out so much of his own sword energy.

Or……

"Sharp light"!

Xu Xiaoshou knew that it would be difficult for these "sharp lights" on his body to leave the body without opening the "Netherworld Force Field". How could it be possible that Mr. Jin Ren could knock them all away with just one blow without any force? Come?

Seemingly sensing the doubts in Xu Xiaoshou's mind, Mei Siren put away her paper fan and said earnestly:

"In the Three Thousand Sword Dao, this is called 'Chuan', and one of the 'Chuan' is the root of why 'Sword Qi' can be born.

"This is the ultimate cultivation, and when combined with the sword in the hands of the sword cultivator, there is the so-called 'Famous Sword Heavenly Solution', which can 'transmit' all the power.

After a pause, Mei Jiren's eyes became serious and he said seriously: "The first sword I will teach you today is this 'Legend', remember it!"

pass……

Xu Xiaoshou felt that the vast sea in his mind was also introduced into the pebbles, and it began to fluctuate in an instant.

Even without Mr. Si Ren's further explanation, he was able to extract all the knowledge that belongs to the "tradition".

Holding the stone sword in his hand, he didn't even swing it. With just a thought, a sword energy several feet long shot out through the "sharpness" of the body surface, shining brightly!

"?"

At this moment, Mei was stunned.

Xiao Kongtong on the side was also stunned, remembering what Xu Xiaoshou said just now, "My understanding is very poor..."

Do you have poor understanding?

You have poor understanding, but Mr. Si Ren just clicked on it. You directly found the connection between the stone sword and the sword body, and mastered the "pass" in one fell swoop?

Xu Xiaoshou, what kind of bullshit are you kidding!

When I mastered "Transmission", it took me a full hour!

Xiao Kongtong was going crazy, and he felt that Xu Xiaoshou's face was filled with two big words at this moment: He deserves a beating!

"Condemned, passive value, +1."

"When glared, passive value, +1."

"Is this the legend?"

Holding the stone sword, Xu Xiaoshou turned his head excitedly.

It's this feeling, comfortable, smooth... the feeling of "getting through"!

In the past, my mind was full of knowledge, but it was completely useless in actual combat. Mr. Jiren's knock opened, broke, and connected the channel that he used to connect the water pipe to the vast ocean.

Now, it is flowing downhill and unstoppable!

Mei Siren endured a lot of effort before he stopped the paper fan that he almost opened to scold him for being stupid. He originally wanted to wait until Xu Xiao was blocked from trying the sword before he could explain.

I never thought that this guy could really get it right with just one point, and he didn’t even need to teach me a single sentence!

Keep your grace, keep calm, I am a teacher now... I couldn't help but warn myself, Mei Jiren nodded gently, with a calm look on his face.

"Um."

After a small nasal sound, he added casually: "It's so-so, it's okay, but it still needs to be strengthened and improved.

Can? That’s fine!

Withdrawing his sword energy, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was really going to take off this time.

If the knowledge of "sword mastery" can really be derived from Mr. Jiren, will the so-called "first realm" and "second realm" of the nine swordsmanships and eighteen sword styles be far away?

While he was excited, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked the most crucial point!

Mr. Jiren has already begun to teach First Sword, which is officially announcing that he will be accepted as his apprentice, but he has not made any indication yet, and has not even completed the apprenticeship process.

"Mr. Siren, what should I do...Xu Xiaoshou was at a loss.

He didn't know what the inheritance of ancient sword cultivators was and what kind of apprenticeship ceremony he needed to perform, so he could only kneel down as he did to Sang Lao that day at the bank of Ehu Lake.

At this time, a pair of hands stretched out to stop his actions.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Meisi people can completely understand Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts. With such an innocent heart, what can a teacher ask for?

He smiled and helped Xu Xiaoshou upright, with a serious look on his face, and said softly: "I will practice the way of a teacher, and you will perform the student ceremony. This is the 'passage'. Why do you need to perform the apprenticeship ceremony again?"

Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the stone sword and was momentarily touched by Mr. Jiren's friendly gesture.

This is called "passage"...

At this moment, he finally understood why the first sword taught by Mr. Si Ren was such a sword.

Three thousand swordsmanship, alone to preach.

Preaching and preaching means both "preaching" the word and "preaching"!

However, just as he had received the stone sword before, Mr. Jiren could preach freely, but Xu Xiaoshou did not dare to be vague.

There was only a moment's pause, and the memory of the sword in the Forest of Miracles that made all things worship and unite together flashed in Xu Xiaoshou's mind. Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood what kind of etiquette he should perform at this time!

In the majestic ancient city, on the long street...

Facing the elder in front of him, Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath, stepped back half a step, bowed his head, and held the stone sword in his hand high above his head with both hands. His expression was serious, solemn, and serious, and he smiled at the side. Under the witness of Dong, he said loudly:

"Student, I have met Mr. Jin."

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Chapter 1068 I follow the teacher's way, you follow the student's etiquette, this is "transmission"! Free reading.