Lu Jiu, his disciple, and Nie Qinglong are very precious.
After all, after looking for so many places, just this Lu Jiu could satisfy me.
This is just like the old thief Meihua who gave birth to thirteen daughters before having one son.
Ahem, and it wasn’t from the first wife.
So on the one hand, Nie Qinglong is because he is very idle and lazy. On the other hand, it is also because he cares about Lu Jiu, a disciple.
Lu Jiu was a little surprised when he heard this.
It turns out that Nie Qinglong was following him all the way!
No wonder he appeared immediately after the Tianlian Sect was severely injured by Cang Zhang!
He has been protecting himself!
Thinking of this, Lu Jiu felt a little moved.
"Lu Jiu, you are very talented! Although I don't know where you learned the basics of swordsmanship, you have mastered it with your strong talent!"
"It's really rare for you to reach this level at your age!"
Nie Qinglong said seriously.
He occasionally observed Lu Jiu along the way.
He is not a lazy disciple. Whenever Miao Xiaowen and others stop somewhere, Lu Jiu will find time to consolidate his sword skills and look for opportunities to go further.
What he lacks is just time.
Lu Jiu shook his head.
"Putting your name on the assassination list is also to train you. I thought there would only be some fools to give you more practical experience..."
At this point, Nie Qinglong shook his head and sighed.
I thought there would only be some naive fools who would give Lu Jiu experience.
But who would have thought that first there was Cheng Chan who had weird skills, and then there was Cang Zhang, the old enemy of the old thief Mei Hua!
The "experience" I wanted to give Lu Jiu was far beyond it!
And because of the assassination list, there was only one fool and another fool...
The one with the gun was chopped into eight pieces by Nie Qinglong.
Thinking of this, Nie Qinglong buried his face inwardly.
My eight thousand taels of gold were wasted!
Once a bounty mission is released within the Assassin organization, it cannot be taken back within a short period of time.
Therefore, Lu Jiu will still be assassinated within a short period of time!
and!
the most important is!
I have no money now!
Nie Qinglong felt very painful in his heart.
'I don't want to either!'
Lu Jiu couldn't help but roar in his heart when he heard this.
Who knows if I am a mutated version of the martial arts student who is the god of death in my memory?
Is it true that wherever you go something will happen and you will fall into crisis? Lu Jiu?
"Okay, no more words." Nie Qinglong waved his hand.
"There are three main purposes for telling you this."
"First, if you go say hello to that kitten today, you will have to stay in Qinglong Pavilion to practice peacefully from now on."
"Secondly, your position as the heir of Qinglong Pavilion is not ironclad. If there is someone of your age who can defeat you, he can succeed you and become the new heir."
"Thirdly, the system in Qinglong Pavilion is strict. Even if you are the heir of Qinglong Pavilion, you will be treated equally and the resources you can obtain are limited."
"If you want to get more, you must strive for enough benefits for Qinglong Pavilion. What you have to do is to gain enough reputation or make enough contributions. These will allow you to have more authority in Qinglong Pavilion."
Having said this, Nie Qinglong felt his mouth was dry, so he walked into Lu Jiu's previous room and took a sip of tea.
Lu Jiu kept it in mind.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. The moment you become a disciple, you must be prepared to bear everything.
The first two points were nothing, but the third point made Lu Jiu feel slightly troubled.
To make a sufficient contribution...
Lu Jiu scratched his head. Are there any tasks in Qinglong Pavilion?
Is this a way to get contribution points by doing tasks?
Lu Jiu thought slightly in his heart.
At this time, Nie Qinglong walked out, glanced at Lu Jiu, motioned for him to follow him, and then walked out.
Lu Jiu followed.
This should be Nie Qinglong's residence, a small house that is exquisite and simple yet elegant.
Walking in the courtyard, a faint fragrance of bamboo penetrated Lu Jiu's nose.
"The main reason for asking you to come back within three months is to prepare you for the Heroes Competition three years from now."
"With such talent, I believe you can win the championship."
Nie Qinglong put his hands behind his back and said calmly, with full confidence in his tone.
Lu Jiu wiped cold sweat after hearing this.
Winning the first prize...
Master, you really have confidence in me!
No matter how confident you are, you should be more tactful!
"In the past three years, I will teach you how to use the sword. After all, you are fighting on behalf of me, Qinglong Pavilion. Using a sword would be too embarrassing."
"After all, the swords are similar in some ways. I don't believe you don't have the talent to use the sword."
"Of course, it won't take up all your time. You can still practice swordsmanship."
"besides……"
Having said this, Nie Qinglong paused, stopped in front of a small pond, and turned to look at Lu Jiu.
"It's a matter of your life experience!"
Lu Jiu was slightly shocked when he heard this.
Originally, I wanted to ask the master last, but I never thought that the master would speak first!
"...You should have a younger brother."
Nie Qinglong paused for a long time before sighing.
He seemed to have something he didn't say.
Nie Qinglong's expression was a little complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Lu Jiu showed a hint of sadness when he heard this, and was silent for a moment before saying: "...Yes."
Upon seeing this, Nie Qinglong subconsciously raised his hand, paused for a moment, sighed, and patted his shoulder gently.
"Don't worry, your brother is not dead yet."
Nie Qinglong looked at Lu Jiu at this time, smiled and said.
His life experience was too heavy, and Nie Qinglong did not tell the whole truth rashly.
Because this... is not a good approach!
Lu Jiu's pupils shrank when he heard this, in disbelief.
He would never believe what Feng Yan said.
Eight percent fake, one percent true...and one percent adulterated!
But Nie Qinglong said so, so his brother should really be alive!
This couldn't help but make Lu Jiu feel a surge of great joy and expectation.
"Really? Master! Do you know where he is?"
Lu Jiu grabbed Nie Qinglong's arm and said eagerly and expectantly.
He hoped to hear the exact news about his younger brother from Nie Qinglong!
Seeing what Lu Jiu was looking forward to, Nie Qinglong was silent for a moment.
"It seems that your memory has also recovered."
Nie Qinglong sighed.
Lu Jiu paused after hearing this, but still said a little anxiously: "Master, I beg you to tell your disciple the truth!"
Then Lu Jiu knelt down without hesitation.
Nie Qinglong sighed in his heart and gently lifted him up.
"Even the Bagua Tower just learned that your brother is still alive."
"If you want to get the exact information about your brother, you still need to work hard on your own..."