dhibooks Chapter 8: Tobacco Sword
Chapter 8: Tobacco Sword
Shen Wu: "..." I don't know either, Master.
The master waved his hand casually, and said freely, "That must be the 160th generation disciple."
After Shen Wu stopped and paid homage to his master, he came to the small courtyard and saw Zhou Lian dancing with his sword.
The boy's body is still thin, but he is tall and straight. The laziness that was almost sluggish when he first saw it is hard to find at this moment, replaced by a vigorous vitality, like a stalk of green bamboo that has just shed its bamboo shoots in spring, and it is proudly moving upwards. , every movement and stillness can be drawn into the painting.
In fact, Zhou Lian's meridian at this time has no aura at all, and he has never practiced the mental technique to assist him, and he has not even penetrated the superficial aspects of sword technique, but it is probably because ignorance has the advantage of ignorance, he danced the sword unexpectedly Still very smooth.Shen Wu is also a real layman, so he was bluffed by mistake.
Human nature is strong, not to mention this scene is still so pleasing to the eye.
——The only thing that spoils the beauty is that Zhou Lian is holding a wooden sword.
That's all for the wooden sword, it's still a wooden sword that hinders the view, the hilt and the sword frame are all a shapeless wooden lump, and the sword body is a square long strip, it looks like I can't see where the sword is at all, and if I look closely... I still can't see it.
The workmanship is too rough.
Anyway, I have given myself the name of the first immortal sect, so why can't I do something that fits my status?
Although Shen Wu had some opinions on that sword, he was gradually fascinated by it, and had a little admiration for this senior brother who was as proud as a peacock.
Halfway through the obsession, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right: this was clearly the first time he had watched Zhou Lian dance sword, why did he always have the illusion of déjà vu? ?
It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was only a moment. Zhou Lian took a sword flower and put the sword into the sheath. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. What he held in his hand was a magic weapon, not a long stick of wood.
Chang Wuzi poured him a cup of tea politely and as a matter of course, feeling distressed: "Have a cup of tea and take it easy."
Then he turned his head to look at Shen Wu, and said cordially: "Ah Wu, can you understand?"
Zhou Lian didn't care about the younger brother his master abducted at all, so why would he deliberately slow down and show him the moves just because he was watching from the side.Shen Wu watched it for a while, and then it was just a lively scene.
He shook his head generously, Chang Wuzi gave him a loving look, drank a cup of tea slowly, straightened his appearance, stood up and said:
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. It's normal if you don't understand. I think your senior brother learned this for three months. Don't be afraid, Master will teach you."
Shen Wu suddenly felt surprised, although he had never practiced martial arts, with the help of Shen's father, he had seen certain aspects of the world, and he had developed such a little bit of vision invisibly.Of course, this vision is not enough for him to taste the beauty of this set of swordsmanship, but his intuition is not difficult.
Brother has studied for three months...
This kind of thought just popped up, and he broke it - at the same time, he realized that his treatment of Changwuzi was too undignified, so he immediately reflected on himself, and looked at Changwuzi with a new, awe-inspiring look. .
Stirred by the young apprentice's eyes full of admiration, Chang Wuzi straightened his back a little, and said politely to Zhou Lian: "Can Lian'er lend me the sword for my master to use?"
A lump of wood, which took a great deal of effort to see, turned into a sword in his mouth.Zhou Lian couldn't bear it a little bit, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he handed him the sword face to the ground, respecting the teacher and being out of sight and out of mind, he said: "Master, please go ahead."
Holding the sword, Chang Wuzi walked a few steps forward to the open space, saying:
"This sword technique is called Yanluo Sword. It was created by Yanluozi, the founder of my Yanluo Sect. It is the township technique of my Yanluo Sect and the foundation of a career. I will practice it for you as a teacher. Awu, look good gone."
After speaking, he gestured one by one, the movements were extremely slow and clear, and the sense of familiarity in Shen Wu's heart became stronger and stronger.Chang Wuzi was halfway through the gesture, and he finally understood the source of this feeling - this set of swordsmanship, wasn't it the day Chang Wuzi made the gesture to the villagers!
This is really...
Shen Wu thought silently, if his master's sect is really the number one immortal sect, aside from others, he must be the number one regardless of the details.
Regardless of whether the master's sect is the first immortal sect or not, since this sword technique is known as the technique of the town school, it must be a relatively good technique that Chang Wuzi can come up with. After being shocked for a moment, he quickly restrained his mind and looked at it seriously. up.
Hey, among other things, the little wooden sword of the senior brother, held in the master's hand, looks strange.
Looking at it, a black shadow suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eye, Shen Wu couldn't help turning his head to look, but he saw nothing.
Only the door that had been closed was opened a crack.
Shen Wu turned his head to look at Zhou Lian, hesitantly asked: "Eldest senior brother, just now..."
Zhou Lian said indifferently, "Uncle Master."
"Ah." Shen Wu nodded in a daze, and after a while, he couldn't help asking again, "Who is Master Uncle?"
Zhou Lian: "Master's younger brother."
Shen Wu: "..."
He didn't wink anymore, and now he understood that Zhou Lian didn't care about him now.
He absolutely didn't want to see which one was scarier, the angry senior senior brother or the junior senior uncle, so even though the scene of the black-clothed boy flashing into the sky still lingered in his mind, he had no choice but to force himself to calm down and continue watching sword.
Chang Wuzi Yue Mo was immersed in the sword intent, and had no time to care about him.After the rehearsal, he stopped, gasped for a while, and asked, "Awu, do you understand?"
It took the senior brother three months to learn it, and now he has only read it twice, and Chang Wuzi actually expected him to understand it.
Although speaking, looking at it with the eyes, and getting started with it, the difficulty is not the same.
But this treatment is too inconsistent.
Shen Wu couldn't feel so much love from Chang Wuzi, so he wondered: "The disciple is stupid."
Chang Wuzi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you don't understand."
Shen Wu: "..."