Immortal Sword Master

Time flies, and more than two months passed.

Lin Xin also practiced swordsmanship on the mountain for nearly three months. In fact, he was more interested in Xiaoguiyuanjue's internal skills than swordsmanship, but he regretted that his constitution was completely unsuitable. Practice this internal skill.

Xiaoguiyuanjue has high requirements on the physical fitness of the people, and only a small number of people can practice. This is also the key to the fall of Hongsongmen.

In desperation, he could only practice the red pine sword skill honestly.

Huh!

A faint mist shrouded the Peak Pavilion.

Gao Linxin was dressed in a black robe with long hair in a bun, and a wooden sword in his hand pricked forward lightly and straightly, making a piercing cracking sound.

"Turn!"

He drank a little, and the wooden sword flashed to the left suddenly, and then a burst of air sounded in the air.

Sword tip stabbed at the same location again at different angles.

"Yes. You boy ..." Bo Yunzi stood not far away, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. "It was so stupid at first, how do you know now?"

Tong Anying and brother Lu Yun quickly applauded not far.

"It's worthy of being a big brother, so quickly understand the essentials of Songyang needle!"

Tong Anying shouted shameless praise.

"Fart! This kid just took two months to develop a Songyang needle, and you got the sword style in a week. You can't say that?" Bo Yunzi Huo Dao.

This guy left the gate at first, but after all, he still has deep feelings for Hongsongmen. He originally wanted to return to take the secret technique and left. I did not expect that Hongsongmen only had this root, and he finally stayed and taught a few people. Martial arts.

He changed into a gray-white robe and came up with a wooden sword.

"Anying, you come!"

"Yes." An Ying spent so long with each other, and also saw that the uncle was only a knife-tofu heart to them, and smiled and raised his sword.

The two men occupied the middle of the yard and stood opposite each other.

Zhe Linxin went to the side and watched the two drills.

"Look clearly, this is the real thing, Songyang Needle!"

Xi Boyunzi's voice just fell.

Huh! !!

Three consecutive crisp sounds, the wooden sword in his hand suddenly lifted, divided into three handles like a ghost like lightning, and stabbed at An Ying.

When the three sword images were almost in front of An Ying, they instantly became one point.

Clang! !!

The edge of Jian Anying's sword went up. Just top on the side below the sword shadow. The sword shadow was deflected upward and passed through her hair.

"This move is really good! OK!" Bo Yunzi seemed to be happy, and his sword was stabbed with lightning.

刺 This stab is extremely fast, piercing An Ying's chest. You can hardly see the shadow.

"Uncle you bully me !!!" An Ying yelled, Mu Jian hurriedly stopped, but clicked off. She also took a few steps back to stand up. His face flushed and flashed.

"The third layer of Xiaoguiyuanjue, haha, how explosive is it?" Bo Yunzi laughed without shame. "You're all on the second floor, and you can work as hard as I do."

"Uncle ~~ !!!" An Ying broke up.

收 He folded his sword and looked at the brothers and sisters Luyun Luyu on the side.

"It's these two little guys, their brains are not easy to use, why was the brother taken up the mountain?"

Lin Xin is also speechless. Brothers and sisters Lu Yun are not even able to practice the basic red pine swordsmanship, which is worse than the original one. I really do n’t know how to get started. Perhaps the masters adopted them only when they were mixed labor .

Xi Bo Yunzi scratched his beard.

"There are hundreds of sects and thousands of gangs on this river and lake. This is just a bit of fame. The unknown ones are countless. Anying, you can now be regarded as a third-class one."

"Uncle, there are so many people from the rivers and lakes outside?" An Ying was a little curious, "I have heard the master said before that there is a Hong Yingmen two hundred miles away, which is the most powerful master here. You said he is What level of master? "

Zhe Linxin also raised her ears carefully at this time.

师 This uncle has been away for many years, and his experience is definitely better than that of the cheap master. Just the best way to understand the world.

Luyun Luyun is also very curious. There are no entertainment facilities these years, so these legends have become the best pastime.

Yun Bo Yunzi smiled.

"Hong Yingmen is nothing. To be honest, when it comes to this experience, no one in Hongsong City is better than me."

He paused.

"Our Red Pine City is located next to the big forest of Jilin. It belongs to the northwest of the Yuan Dynasty. The most prosperous city nearby is Yuchun City, one of the three capitals of the northwest of Yuan Dynasty. It is thousands of miles away from us. It's really bustling ..... The other place is near our Yuchun City, there are no less than a hundred cities like Hongsong City. There are a lot of stars in various townships. "

"What about the martial arts?" Lin Xin socket asked.

"The Jianghu martial arts is naturally the No. 1 hero of the Northwest, Yulin Sword Changchun. One of his gates is also our largest martial art in Northwest China. There are many other big gangs, but the closest to us is the Plum Blossom Gate. The five small cities, including the Red Pine City, are all their jurisdictions. Even the Jiang Yang robbers who are in trouble with the government should notify them for help. "

Speaking of this, Bo Yunzi showed a slight sneer. It seems to be very unpleasant to Meihuamen.

"How on earth is this level of strength determined?" Lin Xin asked.

"Hierarchy of strength?" Bo Yunzi frowned. "How can there be any level or level? Strength is all played out, and whose name is ringing, that's strength! Those who can't get fame are weak chickens."

"Ah?" Lin Xin thought that there would be a detailed division, but it was the answer.

"Ah, what? That's it, but when it comes to the level, we prefer to compare with specific people. For example, a master level such as the master of plum blossoms, the strength of XX has reached the level of the master of plum blossoms, or How many rounds have you ever fought with Fork and Fork? There is no difference between wins and losers. ”Bo Yunzi sneered. You have to call it before! "

"Well said !! Strength doesn't depend on blowing, but fighting!"

At this moment, a loud laugh came from outside the museum. A small man with a black headscarf rushed into the door and raised his hand to hit a little black spot.

The black spot was so fast that it shot at Bo Yunzi.

"Bo Yunzi, it's time." The thin man left a sentence, turned around and walked away, swiftly, disappeared at the end of the stone steps under the door a few times.

Xi Bo Yunzi raised his hand to catch the black spot, as if it were a black iron dart, with a white cloth tied to his tail. He frowned, and did not see the take-off dart.

"Okay, here it is today, you go back to rest and prepare to cook." He dropped the sentence and turned back to the room.

Several people looked at each other. Although curious about what was inside the dart, no one dared to ask more. It wasn't as fast for Bo Yunzi to turn his face.

Zhe Linxin had just heard it, but was still thinking about it, but was interrupted, and it felt a little itchy.

"Brother, it will be the Lantern Festival in a few days ..." But An Ying quietly walked to him and murmured.

"Lantern Festival?" Lin Xin slightly hesitated. He remembered that he had an appointment with his family, and he had to go back to the Lantern Festival every year.

"Brother ... you promised me to take me back ..." An Ying's face was almost red to the neck, her head lowered like a mosquito.

"........" Lin Xin has a headache. The Lantern Festival also has a name called Valentine's Day ..... At this time, many young ladies have the opportunity to go out and play, and private parties, men and women at the festival They have the opportunity to meet, which is equivalent to a modern blind date meeting, and the success rate is not small.

Bring the girl home on Valentine's Day, I want to know what the result is with my buttocks.

He secretly looked at An Ying.

女孩 The girl changed her white skirt today, highlighting her slender legs, and her skin was more fair and delicate. Her long hair was tied with two small round bags, with a white hairband hanging behind her, long hair and waist.

At this moment, she was a little closer, and her slender waist could see a little outline through the thin white gauze.

With her handsome face and tall chest, and a broken wooden sword in her hand, An Ying doesn't look like a illiterate mountain girl, but more like a heroine in white.

"It looks good? It was sent by my uncle." Feeling Lin Xin's gaze, An Ying immediately forgot to be ashamed, and turned her hands apart.

"Pretty, looks like a heroine." Yi Lin Xin's aesthetics trained by various modern cosmetic ps, can't find any fussiness. If it weren't for An Ying's hand-painted calluses, she might look like a delicate white fairy.

"Yeah, the uncle said, there was a heroine for him." An Ying answered a little bit.

"I think it's a grab ..." Lin Xin was speechless. However, I dare not say this, I can only think about it in my heart. He can see it, Bo Yunzi's kung fu is obviously much better than that cheap master, UU reading www.uukanshu. com experience is so rich, able to hang on the rivers and lakes for so long to die, obviously the level is not bad.

I took a break, Lu Yun Lu Yu prepared the meals, and the big guys got together to prepare for dinner, but they found that Shishu Uncle Yunzi couldn't be found in the gym.

Gao Linxin has already perfected the pace and skill of the Korean pine swordsmanship. With the help of attribute ability, he only needs to happen to encounter a success, he can remember the physical memory of this success, and then form skills, repeating practice.

In this way, grasping what the sword moves is not ordinary fast. He kept at least five points in front of Boyunzi to avoid exposing his too terrible progress speed.

I was about to eat and asked my uncle to ask how to practice poison sand palms. I didn't expect that at this time, Bo Yunzi would disappear.

Four people came to Bo Yunzi's room and saw a piece of paper lying flat on the desk.

只有 Only Lin Xin was literate, and Lu Yu hurried forward to pick up the paper and handed it to Lin Xin eagerly.

"If something goes out, you will be back in March. Don't miss it.-Uncle."

Zhe Lin Xin read it again, remembering the dart that suddenly appeared, and the white cloth at the end. Obviously something happened temporarily, and Bo Yunzi left suddenly.

The four people looked at each other, and finally had a backbone, but they ran away again.

"Okay, don't worry, it's okay, Uncle Boyunzi just went out temporarily, and we will return to March, and we will keep the halls well." Lin Xin was constantly being trained by Boyunzi during this time Sword practice, has completely adapted to master Lin Xinru's original superficial swordsmanship, and has a lot of experience in combat.

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