Lin Yihai secretly went to give him guidance, and Li Bao was finally able to understand the artistic conception of grass and trees being soldiers, but the key was still the wooden sword given to him by Ling Yun.

When news of Li Bao's success in cutting a mountain with a wooden sword was reported back to the Lu family, the Lu family immediately became excited.

"What's the noise outside?"

Lu Wanrou and others heard a commotion outside, and Zhishan frowned and asked.

"I'll ask."

Lu Pingshun stood up, opened the hall door, and cast the isolation formation. He happened to hear someone talking about Li Bao's success in cutting the mountain with his sword.

"come here!"

After hearing this, Lu Pingshun seemed a little shocked and shouted.

"Fourth Master."

"What did you just say?"

"Master Bao successfully cut the mountain with his sword."

The servant looked very excited.

"What, Bao really can cut mountains with a wooden sword."

Lu Pingshun was shocked. Half a month had passed since those words, and no one in the entire Xuanzhong City could do this. Even the top Supreme Realm experts like them had no clue, but Li Bao succeeded.

.

I wonder how he could not be shocked.

"Did Bao really succeed? He came back without love.

Lu Wanrou also heard it, and her expression was much more excited than Lu Pingshun, but half of his excitement was happiness. Because Li Bao had done this, it meant that he was qualified to worship Ling Yun as his teacher.

"Back to eldest sister, Master Bao is back. He has already gone to Master Ling's house and is preparing to become his disciple?"

The servant said anxiously. He was in a hurry to watch Li Bao become his disciple!

"What's going on? A wooden sword is cutting a mountain? What's so strange about this."

Zhishan also understood that the reason why the Lu family was noisy was because someone used a wooden sword to sharpen a sword. But using a wooden sword to cut a mountain is difficult.

"Uh! Zen Master Zhishan, can you do it too?"

Lu Pingshun was greatly surprised and looked at Zhishan.

"Amitabha, this shouldn't be difficult."

Zhishan looked at Lu Pingshun with contempt. He asked this, which meant that he couldn't do it. He couldn't do it so easily. He was definitely a fool, but he didn't come out.

I am a monk, so I am well-educated. Just because I am not stupid does not mean that you are not stupid.

"Please also ask Zen Master for advice."

Lu Pingshun really wanted to know how this wooden sword could cut iron as well as clay, and he even wanted to see how the wooden sword could cut mountains. He found a wooden sword from the corner and handed it to Zhishan.

"An ordinary wooden sword."

When Zhishan saw the wooden sword handed over by Lu Pingshun, he was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, the wooden swords prepared by our Lu family were specially made by others."

Lu Pingshun said very seriously. An ordinary wooden sword is an ordinary wooden sword. Even if it is specially made, it is just for show. Apart from being more beautiful in appearance, it is still an ordinary wooden sword.

"Even if it's an ordinary wooden sword, there's nothing difficult about it. Just use your soul power to protect the sword."

After Zhishan came to his senses, he was very relaxed and contented, and he waved his wooden sword gracefully, showing to the people present how superior his IQ was to others.

"Uh! Who doesn't know this?"

"That's right. If you use soul power to protect the sword, can you still use the wooden sword to cut mountains?"

"No, Master Bao didn't use his soul power to protect his body, and he even cut the human form directly at Wangmashan!"

…

Several disciples of the Lu family present said one after another.

"Amitabha, is he a sword cultivator?"

Zhishan asked curiously.

"No, Bao is my uncle's son. Although he had learned swordsmanship before, he was not a swordsman. It was just because he wanted to become Master Ling as his teacher, so Master Ling gave him such a question and asked him to use wood as a weapon.

The sword cuts the mountain."

Lu Wanrou smiled and explained.

"Amitabha is a master of swordsmanship! The poor monk wants to meet him."

Zhishan sighed. Li Bao was able to comprehend the artistic conception of the grass and trees being soldiers. Although Ling Yun's help and Lin Yihai's guidance were indispensable for this, he was still considered a talent in swordsmanship.

There are not many swordsmanship talents in the fighting world. At least there are not many swordsmen at present.

If it weren't for the appearance of the Sword Controlling Holy Land, there would only be two sword cultivators, Lin Yihai and Mu Zhenghua, in the Beizi area.

"Uncle Zhishan, please..."

Lu Wanrou smiled and led Zhishan and Zhishan towards the house where Ling Yun was. At this time, many people had gathered there because Li Bao had successfully cut the mountain to come to be his disciple.

Even the wind, rain and clouds were present.

Of course, Li Bao's sister, Li Baoer, is indispensable.

"Brother, you are so amazing, do you know that? You can do things that everyone in the city, including my third and fourth uncles, couldn't do."

When Li Baoer learned that her brother had successfully understood the ability to cut mountains with a wooden sword, she was happier and more excited than anyone else.

"Well, Bao'er. My father and mother are gone, and my brother will definitely learn how to protect you!"

Li Bao held Li Bao'er in his arms and couldn't help but shed tears. He used to live under the protection of his father. His father also told him that as a man, he should be responsible and learn how to protect.

Be kind to the people around you.

But he couldn't listen at all before. It wasn't until his mother and sister fell into Liu Yishou's hands that he realized how useless he was and how miserable he had been before.

He knew that Ling Yun was very powerful. Even more powerful than his father. If he wanted to learn his skills well and avenge his parents, he would have to become a disciple of someone stronger than his father.
Chapter completed!