"I'm sorry, all junior brothers and sisters! I have to cook two more dishes..." Yan Bing pushed open the door and bowed to the busy junior brothers and sisters...
The few people were also slightly stunned. They had just made a large table of dishes and washed the pot. This is... not enough to eat...??
Yan Bing looked at everyone's puzzled eyes and quickly explained with a smile: "Master and senior sister, I... haven't eaten yet..."
"Oh!!!Oh!"
Everyone then suddenly realized that after a while, two plates of stir-frying dishes were out of the pot. Yan Bing smiled and picked up two plates of dishes, then called the junior brother to serve two bowls of rice, and went to the old man's room together...
"I said why didn't I see the head of the sect during the meal? It turned out that I went out with my senior sister! Alas? Where is the head of the sect?"
The junior brother put down his bowl and looked around. There was no one in the room...
"It's okay, go and rest, I'll call him..." Yan Bing sent his junior brother out of the door, then shouted loudly to the roof: "Master!! The meal is ready!! Come out and eat--!!"
With a "swish", a figure jumped off the beam of the room, and before pushing the door, he gave Yan Bing a blank look...
"When did you notice it... Let me tell you..."
"I noticed it? Didn't you notice it? I was just being used to being followed by my master, and I guessed it casually..." Yan Bing smiled and walked in, picked up a pair of chopsticks on the table, and respectfully handed it to the old man...
"Besides, the disciple is now in the dark energy stage. Why are you so worried about your silence, Master..."
The old man was so angry that he stared at Yan Bing and said with a wicked smile: "Hi, Anjin feels that he is amazing? You are still far from it! If you don't believe it, come... Master will accompany you for a few moves, take the sword, Master, I will only use this bamboo chopstick..."
"Hey!? Master!? Who are you looking down on?!" Yan Bing suddenly attacked while speaking, and cut the bamboo chopsticks in the old man's hand with a sword! But the old man seemed to have guessed it. The bamboo chopsticks slightly turned away, dodged the sword's edge, and then pushed upwards at the blood groove in the middle of the sword body! The powerful force was so lingering that it did not shake the Qingxuan in Yan Bing's hand! Yan Bing himself even took the sword and took a few steps to stand firm!
"Ha? Didn't you lose your hand?? Have you made progress..." The old man nodded with relief, then raised his hand, and the bamboo chopsticks flew out and attacked Yan Bing! Yan Bing hurriedly dodged sideways and slashed towards the bamboo chopsticks! But the bamboo chopsticks seemed to have wisdom, avoiding Yan Bing's sword edge throughout the whole process, but hitting the sword body and blood groove without any sharpness, which made Yan Bing retreat repeatedly! Seeing that there was a wooden cabinet behind him, Yan Bing quickly raised his right foot and kicked the cabinet, and jumped straight to the old man with his light skills!
The old man just smiled and bounced his finger at the sword while dodging the sword. He just pointed it lightly! A bounce! The entire Qingxuan's sword body and Yan Bing's arm were trembling wildly! Yan Bing was also pulled by this force and ran a few steps to the side before he grabbed the hilt of the sword without leaving his hand... www.Bayizw.????m
"I am worthy of being a master!!"
"Hahaha...that's natural..."
"Then the disciple won't hold back!!!"
"Arrogant..."
As the brief conversation ended, the purple light suddenly shook in the room! A "buzzing" sound like breathing sounded! Qingxuan's sword body also turned red like blood in a blink of an eye!!
"Master, be careful! Even if your bamboo chopsticks touch the sword body, they will be broken into pieces!!" Yan Bing held Qing Xuan in his hand, his face full of confidence, but the old man raised his head, yawned, stretched out a little finger, and dug his ears, without even looking at Yan Bing...
Yan Bing frowned slightly and took the initiative to greet Zhujian! But the next moment, Zhujian suddenly disappeared from her eyes! When she woke up again, the long sword in her hand was already flying out of the bottom of the hilt by Zhujian! The tiles that had been through the roof were inserted straight into the floor of the yard. With a scream outside the house, the red light in the yard gradually faded away...
"Tsk...one piece, two piece...three piece...ah...it's a sin..." The old man looked at the tiles on the roof with a look of distress, then sighed...
Yan Bing is still posing, and she doesn't understand what's going on...
I was stunned for a while before looking at my palms blankly, then ran to the yard with a red face and picked up Qingxuan...
"How is it? 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 if you can figure out a sword technique, you will be invincible. You have many flaws..." The old man said, raising his right hand slightly, and the bamboo chopsticks floating in the air then slid into his palm, picked up another chopstick, rolled it with his sleeve, and wiped it.
However, Yan Bing lowered his head and thought for a long time before looking at the old man, and asked sincerely: "Are there any other flaws besides the hilt of the sword?"
"Yes! You eat first! Let's talk while eating!" The old man wiped the chopsticks and started eating directly. He looked up again and saw that Yan Bing was still thinking hard there, so he smiled and put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand...
"Actually, to be honest, I have surpassed many ancestors in this set of skills. Once the sword sounds, the attack and defense will be complete. Advance can break the blade of ten thousand soldiers with one sword! Retreat can block the force of ten thousand pounds! It's a pity that your aura is still lacking in power and cannot be able to send and receive freely. If you can move this aura to the end of the hilt of the sword just now, how could I easily catch the space by being caught by me? This is one of them..."
After hearing this, Yan Bing nodded repeatedly, and his big eyes stared at the old man without blinking...
"In addition, the biggest disadvantage of your sword move is the word "precision"! It should be noted that when a master fights, he often fights between this slightest point. A deviation will kill his life in vain! But your sword... is trembling wildly, and your own hands are shaking slightly. How can you achieve the word "precision"? So this also comes to your third major disadvantage...
Only this sword!
It should be noted that... Feixiamen's sword control technique has always used cleverness to make up for the shortcomings, and defeated the few! You just have a flying sword, and you can't care about the back when attacking the front, but you can't care about the right when attacking the left, but you can't care about the right when attacking. If you can control several sword edges at the same time, and swing them like an arm, send and receive freely, flying up and down, and fire up and down, you can make up for your accuracy and cooperate with each other to advance and retreat freely. Then... you will be considered to be really starting the army..."
"Master, you are so right!! I didn't expect that Master, you usually look careless and sloppy! When you mention martial arts, you are more monkey-like than anyone else!"
"Tsk! How do you girl talk??"
"But the disciple has tried it for a thousand times, and at most it is only one at a time. If you use another sword move, you will break... How about Master, you give me a 'small stove' for the disciple, teach me?" Yan Bing was extremely excited at this time, waiting for the old man to teach her how to crack it. He didn't mind the old man rolling his eyes at this time...
"I have handed over all the secret techniques of our sect to you. Can you still learn it? How did you grow your brain? Why are you smart and stupid??"
"Don't pass on the secret method!??Did you mean "The Morning Glow and the Snow" and "The Flying Light"?"
"Otherwise!?? Didn't your master's wife give you when she was in Xuzhou??"
"I gave it to you... but I didn't dare to learn it... The secret master... Even if I want to learn it... I have to wait until you get old...that's what... it's okay..." Yan Bing clenched his fingers, pouted, muttered, and then got a brain-pounding!
"Your mother wants to anger me to death!?? I gave it to you all!! If you don't learn it yourself!! You will also curse me to die!???"
"No! The disciple has no meaning..." Yan Bing rubbed his head, looking aggrieved.
But the old man didn't even take this trick. He went forward and grabbed Yan Bing's back collar and threw it out...
"If you can't control the second sword today, you won't have to eat this food anymore!"
After saying that, the door was closed tightly with a "bang"...
"Gu~~"
A belly sound...
Yan Bing frowned immediately...
If I had known this, I would have listened to him and chatted while eating...
With a long sigh, Yan Bing rubbed his stomach and walked back to his dormitory...