Looking at the beautiful mountains from a distance, they are like a knife cutting a ghost axe, like a blue dragon roaring, like a proud green pines. The floating sea of clouds is like the dust and sand that embellishes the dream, soaring upwards, as if the top of the cloudy mountain is the nine layers of blue sky.
Tianrui Pavilion! It is a sect dozens of miles south of Qingmu City. It is like hiding in a peach garden and not paying attention to the world. It has thousands of disciples and is quite famous in the entire Haoyang Kingdom. It is divided into ten sects, each with its own sect.
Something good.
Among them, the Jianmen Gate is definitely the most beautiful scenery of the entire Tianrui Pavilion, because here every day and every night you can see a lonely and thin figure constantly waving a wooden stick full of holes that looks like a bamboo flute. With every move he makes
If you wave it persistently and firmly, the sound of wind will come from the hollow of the stick.
Whenever this young man hears this whirring sound, there will be a trace of annoyance in his eyes, and a trace of dissatisfaction will appear on his slightly immature face. Even though his thin arms are trembling due to thousands of swings, the young man does not
Any intention of giving up, only the frowning brows can tell how hard he has endured.
The disciples who occasionally passed by would point and laugh secretly. There was no trace of kindness on their faces, only obvious ridicule and disdain.
The word "sword" on the stone plaque in the gate is like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing into the wood. It is a pity that the word "door" has been weathered and difficult to read. This place like a ruined temple has become the laughing stock of the entire Tianrui Pavilion.
Sword! He is a gentleman among weapons. He is as graceful as a dragon and moves like a dragon. However, in this martial continent, he is scorned by others. Looking at the world, there are only a handful of swordsmen who practice swordsmanship. Those who practice swords are really a joke.
And this young man is at the only sword sect in Tianrui Pavilion and even in the entire Haoyang Kingdom where he can practice swordsmanship. The young man’s concentration and perseverance, his perseverance and perseverance, and his boring and same-sounding stick waving have become the focus of all Tianrui Pavilion disciples.
Talking about it after dinner.
After a day of practice and a day of fatigue, it seems that just one visit to Jianmen can wash away the fatigue and get rid of fatigue. This has been made public by the entire Tianrui Pavilion. Perhaps the only use of Jianmen now is to make people smile and relax.
place, it seems that the disciples of Tianrui Pavilion have more motivation to continue practicing when they see this young man.
Not long after, a dilapidated wooden house made a creaking sound, and the wooden door was opened. A middle-aged man with a slender figure and a cold face walked out. Although his eyes were sharp, his temples were gray, and his face was carved by time.
From the traces, it is really difficult to tell that he is a practicing person.
The young man saw that the middle-aged man finally put down the wooden stick in his hand, and his two fragile arms were shaking in the wind, which was obviously a sign that his muscles were exhausted to the extreme.
"Master." The young man clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.
Tianrui Pavilion has more than a dozen gates, and each gate has a deputy gate master and a gate master. Of course, the power and strength of Tianrui Pavilion's chief, deputy chief and three elders are the strongest. And this one is called by the boy
The middle-aged man who is the master is the master of Jianmen and the shame of Tianrui Pavilion: Tan Tian!
It is said that Tan Tiannai was the rising star of Tianrui Pavilion back then and was also one of Tianrui Pavilion's hopes. Perhaps because of the genius' arrogance and arrogance, he actually chose to practice swordsmanship.
Tan Tian turned a deaf ear to the advice of his elders, so he could only sigh and let Tan Tian develop on his own. After all, they didn't understand swords.
Tan Tian was also a geek. He actually took a different approach with his sword and introduced the sharp sword energy that he had finally cultivated into his body. As a result, his meridians instantly disappeared and he became a useless person. He went from an arrogant genius to a useless person who was ridiculed by others.
It was only a short night. However, Tan Tian did not waver at all, and was still determined that man and sword were one, even the sword energy was the same, so he never gave up over the years, and now he placed all his hopes on the young man in front of him.
"Huanran, it's almost noon. Take time to practice, and then go to cook. Master, I'm going to fetch water now. If you haven't distinguished mung beans from soybeans before I come back, then you also know the rules." Tan Tian
He said calmly, there didn't seem to be any fluctuations, he just said these words rigidly like a machine.
"Yes, Master." This young man's name was Lin Huanran, and he had no resistance to Tan Tian's words. Although he was as strict as ever, even with abnormal training, Lin Huanran did not say a word, even though his strength was compared to that of his disciples at the same time.
Being far behind, Lin Huanran had no complaints, because Lin Huanran knew that compared to those who laughed at him, his master was the best person for him.
Whether it is the Haoyang Kingdom or the Martial Continent, the peerless master who wants to fly over the roof and walk on the wall must go through ordinary Qi Transformation! Qi Transformation is also divided into levels one to nine, but today's Lin Huanran is only a mere two levels.
, because Tan Tian said: To practice swordsmanship, you must practice your hands first, and you must use your heart with the sword.
Years of ridicule made Lin Huanran learn to be submissive and cherish words like gold. He suppressed everything in his heart. What seemed like unkind words and deeds were actually delicate. Lin Huanran was fully aware of everything in the outside world and his disdain for them.
chest.
But Lin Huanran did not blame his master, because Lin Huanran knew that only by practicing hard can he live up to Tan Tian's severity, and only by practicing hard could he turn the sarcasm around him into shock.
Tan Tian turned around and sighed softly, which made Lin Huanran's thin body tremble slightly. After all, there was a trace of pain on the face with delicate features. Patience does not mean that Lin Huanran can completely let go.
For a fifteen-year-old boy, it is really difficult for him to look down on the situation and ignore everything.
Walking into the house, there were a pair of wooden chopsticks and two broken bowls placed on the broken floor tiles. The broken bowls contained a bowl of soybeans and a bowl of mung beans respectively.
Lin Huanran thought of Tan Tian's sigh just now, and became more determined in his heart. He poured mung beans and soybeans on the ground, and skillfully lit a stick of incense in the incense burner nearby. As the smoke filled the air, Lin Huanran controlled
With his trembling right hand, he picked up the wooden chopsticks and quickly picked up the mung beans and put them into the bowl.
But because of waving the wooden stick thousands of times, it is not easy to even pick up the chopsticks, let alone clamping the mung beans. This time incense is obviously set according to half an hour. In such a short time
It was really difficult for others to do it, but Lin Huanran had no intention of giving up. He kept trying and working hard, and beads of sweat dripped on the floor, and the sweat gradually became blurred.
eyes.
At the same time, at a mountain spring not far from Jianmen, Tan Tian was fetching water with a wooden bucket. Three people came from a distance and were talking and laughing. However, when these three people saw Tan Tian, their smiles changed.
Start teasing.
"Hey, isn't this Uncle Tan Tian, the master of the dignified Jianmen Sect? Why do you still need to handle such a small matter in person? Is Lin Huanran so unfilial?" The man walking towards him was named Huang Jiang.
A disciple of Dao Clan, the two people following him have always been inseparable.
Hearing Huang Jiang's words, both of them covered their mouths and chuckled. Their brows were full of mockery, while Tan Tian's face was calm, "Huan Ran needs to practice."
"Haha, yes, cultivation. In fact, Uncle Tan Tian, my disciple has always had something stuck in his throat that he wouldn't spit out." Huang Jiang said with a smile.
Tan Tian's face was expressionless, and the water in the bucket he held in his right hand was rippling. It can be seen that Tan Tian was no different from ordinary people, because he could not easily lift the bucket because of his strength. "Instead of letting Lin Huanran practice swordsmanship, it is better to let him learn
Hunting can be considered a skill. In the future, you can not only support yourself with animal skins, but you can also improve the food for our brothers. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"
In fact, the idea that Huang Jiang expressed was something that all the disciples of Tianrui Pavilion had tacitly understood. It was just that Huang Jiang was the first to say it face to face.
Hearing the words "Huangjiang Dog Mouth Ivory", Tan Tian's expression remained unchanged, but the sharpness in his eyes seemed a bit cold. Such coldness could even pierce people's hearts. Tan Tian is indeed a waste now, but his former genius is still undiminished. He immediately let
Huang Jiang felt guilty.
I have to admit that Huang Jiang was scared, and the two people around him also felt the same way. "Are you done?" Tan Tian's indifferent voice only made matters worse, making the fear in the hearts of Huang Jiang and the three of them greater and greater, and then Tan Tian
He walked by the wrong person and didn't want to talk to Huang Jiang and the others.
The patter of footsteps was getting farther and farther, and the three people in Huang Jiang finally woke up. They didn't feel any lingering fear, but instead were filled with a trace of embarrassment and anger.
"Stop." The two people next to Huang Jiang did the same. When they heard Huang Jiang's angry rebuke, they also thought of their own uselessness. How could they be frightened by a waste? It was really intolerable.
Tan Tian put down the bucket, "What's the matter?" Just after he finished speaking, his fist was already stamped on Tan Tian's face, "I asked you to put on airs, what qualifications do you have to put on airs in front of me, you loser?" Soon three people joined in.
In the beaten camp, Tan Tian held his head in his hands, his eyes full of humiliation, but there was no room for resistance. The only self-esteem he could maintain was to remain silent.
After the beating, the three people gasped and looked at each other. After all, Tan Tian was still the master of the sect, so they did not dare to be too presumptuous. "Brother Huang Jiang, today seems to be the time for the pavilion master to go on a tour. Nothing will happen to us like this."
?" I became scared when I was alone.
Hearing this man's words, Huang Jiang's eyes twitched slightly, "What are you afraid of? Let's go back and tell the sect master, will the sect master still anger us for a waste?" After Huang Jiang finished speaking, he turned to look at Tan Tian.
, "Remember, those who have no strength should keep their tail between their legs and don't act like you are still a genius. If I see you still like this in the future, I don't care if you are the master of the sect or not. I will beat you once I see you."
once."
After saying the harsh words, Huang Jiang and the two people left in a hurry, while Tan Tian didn't say a word, just looked at their backs with cold eyes.