"Excuse me, junior brothers and sisters! I have to cook two more dishes..." Yan Bing opened the door and held his hands in front of several junior brothers and sisters who were busy...
Several people were also slightly stunned. They had just cooked a large table of dishes and the pots had been washed. This is... not enough to eat...??
Yan Bing looked at everyone's confused eyes and quickly explained with a smile: "Master and senior sister, I... haven't eaten yet..."
"Oh! Oh!!"
Everyone suddenly realized that they were busy, and after a while, two plates of stir-fried vegetables came out of the pot. Yan Bing picked up the two plates with a smile, called his junior brother to bring two bowls of rice, and went to the old man's room together.
…
"I asked why I didn't see the leader when I was eating. It turned out that I went out with my senior sister! Huh? Where is the leader?"
The junior brother put down his rice bowl and looked around. There was no one in the room...
"It's okay, you go and have a rest, I'll call him..." Yan Bing sent his junior brother out of the room, and then shouted to the roof: "Master!! The food is ready! Come out and eat -!"
!”
With a "shua" sound, a figure jumped down from the beam, and gave Yan Bing a rollicking look before pushing the door open...
"When did you notice it... Let me tell you..."
"Aware? Not aware?? I'm just used to being followed by Master and just guessing..." Yan Bing chuckled, walked in, picked up a pair of chopsticks on the table, and handed them to the old man respectfully...
"Besides, my disciple is already in the dark stage now. Master, why are you still so worried..."
When the old man heard this, he immediately became angry. He stared at Yan Bing and said with a bad smile: "Hey, An Jin thinks he is great? You are still far away! If you don't believe it, come... Master will accompany you.
After two moves, you take the sword, Master, I only need this bamboo chopstick..."
"Hey!? Master!? Who are you looking down on!!" Yan Bing suddenly got angry while speaking, and slashed the bamboo chopsticks in the old man's hand with his sword! But the old man seemed to have already guessed, and the bamboo chopsticks tilted slightly.
, dodged the edge of the sword, and then pushed upward towards the blood groove in the middle of the sword! The powerful force was so strong that it knocked the Qingxuan in Yan Bing's hand away! Yan Bing himself even took several steps back with the sword.
Only then will we stand firm!
"Huh? You didn't let go? You've made progress..." The old man nodded with relief, then raised his hand, and the bamboo chopsticks flew out and went straight towards Yan Bing! Yan Bing hurriedly ducked sideways and slashed at the bamboo chopsticks.
Chop it away! But the bamboo chopsticks seem to have become alive.
With average intelligence, Yan Bing avoided Yan Bing's sword edge all the way. He only hit the pointless spot between the sword body and the blood tank, causing Yan Bing to fall back repeatedly! Seeing that there was a wooden cabinet behind him, Yan Bing hurriedly raised his right foot and kicked it.
When he reached the counter, he jumped straight to the old man with Qinggong!
The old man just chuckled, and while dodging the edge of the sword, he flicked his finger at the sword. Just this slight flick! A flick! The entire Qingxuan sword and Yan Bing's arm were shaken to the ground.
! Yan Bing was also dragged to the side by this force and ran for a few steps, before he firmly grasped the hilt of the sword and did not leave his hand... www.八一zw.????m
"As expected of Master!!"
"Hehehe...that's natural..."
"Then my disciple won't hold back anymore!!!"
"Arrogant..."
As the brief conversation ended, a purple light suddenly shook the room! A "buzzing" sound sounded like breathing! Qingxuan's sword also turned red like blood in an instant!!
"Master, be careful! Even if your bamboo chopsticks touch the blade of the sword, it will break into pieces!!" Yan Bing held Qingxuan in his hand, his face full of confidence, but the old man raised his head and hit
He yawned, stretched out a little finger, and dug his ears without looking at Yan Bing at all...
Yan Bing frowned slightly and took the initiative to greet the bamboo chopsticks! But the next moment, the bamboo chopsticks suddenly disappeared from her eyes! When she regained consciousness, the long sword in her hand had been pushed away from the bottom of the hilt by the bamboo chopsticks.
It went out! It passed through the tiles on the roof and inserted straight into the floor of the courtyard. With a scream outside the house, the red light in the courtyard gradually faded...
"Tsk...one piece, two pieces...three pieces...oh...what a sin..." The old man looked at the tiles on the roof with a distressed expression, and then let out a long sigh...
Li Bing was still showing off, not understanding what was going on...
After being stunned for a long time, he looked at his palm with a blank expression, then ran to the courtyard with a red face and picked up Qingxuan...
"How's it going? Are you convinced?" The old man smiled at Yan Bing, obviously not planning to let her go easily...
Yan Bing lowered his head, pursed his lips, and nodded slightly...
"Don't think that you are invincible just by figuring out a sword technique. You still have many flaws..." As the old man spoke, he raised his right hand slightly, and the bamboo chopsticks floating in the air slipped into his palm and picked it up.
Use the other chopstick, roll it up with your sleeve, and wipe it.
Li Bing lowered his head and thought for a long time before looking at the old man, and asked sincerely: "Besides the hilt...are there any other flaws?"
"Yes! You eat first! Let's chat while eating!" The old man wiped his chopsticks and started eating directly. When he looked up again, he saw that Yan Bing was still thinking hard, so he smiled knowingly and put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands.
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"Actually, the set of skills you have figured out, I tell you the truth, has surpassed many of our ancestors. Once the sound of the sword sounds, offense and defense become seamless. If you advance, you can break thousands of weapons with one sword! If you retreat, you can block thousands of enemies with one sword.
Power! It's a pity that you still lack the ability to adjust your qi to the left, and you can't send and receive it freely. If you could move this qi to the end of the sword hilt in an instant, how could I easily catch you in the empty space? This is the
one……"
After hearing this, Yan Bing nodded repeatedly, his big eyes staring at the old man unblinkingly...
"Besides, the biggest drawback of your sword move is the word 'accuracy'! You must know that when masters compete, they often compete for just a few centimeters. A deviation will cost you your life! But your sword... but
You are shaking wildly, and your own hands are shaking slightly, so how can you be precise? So this also talks about your third major drawback...
Just one sword!
You need to know... Feixiamen's sword-controlling technique has always been to use skill to make up for clumsiness, and to defeat the few with more! You have such a flying sword, and you can't care about the rear when you attack the front, and you can't care about the right when you attack the left. If you can
At the same time, you can control the blades of several swords, swing them like an arm, send and receive them freely, fly up and down, and fire several swords together! This can make up for your lack of precision, and you can cooperate with each other to advance and retreat freely. Then... you will
It’s considered a real apprenticeship…”
"Master, you are so right! I never thought that Master, you usually look carefree and slovenly! When it comes to martial arts, you look more like a monkey than anyone else!"
"Tsk! How can you talk, little girl!?"
"But my disciple has tried it no less than a thousand times, and each time he can only use this one at most. If he tries one more, the sword move will be broken... How about Master, please open a 'small stove' for me and teach me."
Me?" Yan Bing was extremely excited at this time, waiting for the old man to teach her how to crack it, and didn't mind at all the old man's rolling eyes...
"I have handed over all the secret techniques of my sect to you, and you still can't learn it? How did your brain grow!?? You can be smart at one moment and stupid at the other??"
"Don't teach the secret method!?? Are you talking about "Morning Glow and Dusk Snow" and "Flying Glow"?
"Otherwise!?? Didn't your wife give it to you when she was in Xuzhou??"
"Yes, I gave it...but I didn't dare to learn it...the master's secret...even if I wanted to learn it...don't I have to wait until you are old...after that..." Yan Bing
He picked his fingers, pouted, and muttered something, and then received a slap on the head!
"Do you really want to piss me off to death!?? I've already given it to you!! You don't want to learn from me!! You want to curse me to death!??"
"No! My disciple doesn't mean that..." Yan Bing rubbed his head with a look of grievance on his face.
But the old man didn't listen to this at all. He stepped forward and grabbed Yan Bing by the collar and threw him out...
"If you can't control the second sword today! Then you don't have to eat this meal!!"
After saying that, he closed the door tightly with a "bang" sound...
"Gu~~"
A belly sound...
Yan Bing immediately frowned...
If I had known this, I might as well have listened to him and chatted while eating...
With a long sigh, Yan Bing rubbed his stomach and walked back to his bedroom...
