At this moment, Nangong Xi'er suddenly coughed violently, and Mo Bai turned his head: "Junior sister, is she injured?"
Nangong Xi'er shook her head: "It's a long story."
Su Baiyi hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Mo Bai, do you have any medicinal materials here that can stabilize the true energy?"
Mo Bai thought for a moment: "There are some. There should be Chunsheng Bailu Pills in the pharmacy. I'll have someone pick them up right away."
Su Baiyi nodded: "Thank you very much. Also, have any other academy disciples come here in recent days?"
Mo Bai shook his head: "No, you have only been here once in so many years. The most recent time was when we came to pick up the young sect master of Tianxiaoyun realm to go to the academy. Several junior disciples came here."
"Yes, it's Feng Zuojun! It seems that he and Senior Brother Xie have never been here." Su Baiyi nodded and looked at Nangong Xi'er, "Senior Sister, why don't you go back to your room to recover from your injuries first?
Senior brother, can you go out and investigate?"
Nangong Xi'er nodded: "That would be troublesome."
Mo Bai said to the maid standing next to him: "Take Junior Sister Nangong to the guest room to rest first, and then go to the pharmacy to pick up Chunsheng Bailu Pills and bring them over."
Nangong Xi'er stood up and followed the maid away. Her true energy had never recovered. The forced use of the sword that day made her even more injured. She managed to hold on all the way. After entering the Moran Villa, she finally couldn't hold on anymore.
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"Do you like your senior sister?" Jimo Huaxue suddenly asked.
Su Baiyi blushed and waved her hands repeatedly: "Second sister-in-law, don't joke, don't joke, she is my senior sister."
"So what about senior sister? I've also seen apprentices marry their masters." Jimo Huaxue said with a smile.
Su Baiyi's face turned redder: "Second sister-in-law, don't make trouble, don't make trouble."
"If you like it, you just like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why?" Jimo Huaxue walked over and said to Mo Bai, "Junior Brother Mo, could you please take someone outside to find out if there has been anyone recently?
The disciples of the Academy passed by and arranged a separate courtyard for me to discuss something with Junior Brother Su."
"I understand." Mo Bai nodded repeatedly.
The backyard of Mo Ran Villa.
Su Baiyi stood there respectfully holding his sword, while Jimo Huaxue sat on the stone bench, drinking tea leisurely.
"I told you before that the reason why your master doesn't teach you swordsmanship is because he doesn't know how to teach you." Jimo Huaxue said slowly.
Su Baiyi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the senior swordsman was going to talk about whether he loved it or not, whether he liked it or not, so he nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, second sister-in-law, what kind of swordsmanship do you want to teach me! Is it the same as before?"
The kind where the sword cuts through the waves?”
"Then what kind of swordsmanship is? It's just something you can pick up and do casually. Before practicing the sword, I have a few questions to ask you." Jimo Huaxue asked.
Su Baiyi lowered his head and said, "It doesn't hurt to ask."
"Why are you so eager to practice swordsmanship?" Jimo Huaxue asked, "You have followed your master for more than ten years. Although Brother Xie's sword is average, looking at the world, there are not many people who are better than him. You
Aren’t you anxious then?”
"At that time, in Xinghua Village, I just read books, wrote, and drank apricot flower wine every day. I felt that practicing swordsmanship was of no use? The apricot flower wine would not be sweeter, and the money was still not enough..." Su Baiyi scratched
Scratching his head, he smiled sheepishly.
"Then why do you want to practice swordsmanship now?" Jimo Huaxue asked again.
Su Baiyi suddenly knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists towards Jimo Huaxue and said sternly: "Master is now trapped in Weilong Mountain. Su Baiyi, I don't ask my second sister-in-law to help me save master from the mountain. I just ask that I can master swordsmanship as soon as possible and save master from the mountain!"
"I want to save your master." Jimo Huaxue smiled.
Su Baiyi nodded: "I think. Master asked me to go up the mountain to discuss the matter with the Confucian sage, but the Confucian sage was not on the mountain. I wanted to wait there, but I was kidnapped down the mountain by my senior sister. Now think about it, instead of sitting and waiting
If the Confucian sage helps me, why not make my swordsmanship better, so that I can be more sure of saving my master in the future."
"You care about your master?" Jimo Huaxue said quietly.
"Master is my only relative in this world." Su Baiyi said solemnly.
"Get up." Jimo Huaxue walked over and helped Su Baiyi, who was kneeling there, "Don't worry. You will have more relatives in the future, such as your senior sister..."
"Second sister-in-law, you are joking again." Su Baiyi, who had just been a little sad by Jimo Huaxue, was dumbfounded.
Jimo Huaxue said with a smile: "I'm not joking, I mean you regard your master as a relative, and your senior sister is your master's daughter, so you are no longer relatives."
Su Baiyi said helplessly: "Does the Sword Immortal also like to tease people so much?"
"Of course." Jimo Huaxue turned around, and the long sword at her waist suddenly came out of its sheath, turned around in the air and stabbed Su Baiyi. Su Baiyi stumbled and fell to the ground, and the long sword fell to the ground.
It stopped between Su Baiyi's eyebrows.
"Like teasing you like this."
Su Baiyi exclaimed: "Second sister-in-law, why can you control the sword without waving your hands?"
"Because everyone else is a swordsman, but I am a swordsman." Jimo Huaxue raised her eyebrows.
"Second sister-in-law, you are showing off." Su Baiyi gently moved the sword blade away with her fingers, but moved it one inch, and then moved the sword blade back another inch. After repeating it several times, she finally gave up.
"Hold this sword." Jimo Huaxue said suddenly.
Su Baiyi was stunned for a moment, then walked around the sword and stretched out his right hand to hold it: "What's the name of Senior Sister's sword?"
"Nameless." Jimo Huaxue said calmly.
"Nameless?" Su Baiyi asked confused.
"A sword is a sword, why do you need a name? You've already become a swordsman, why do you still have to worry about whether your sword is a famous sword?" Jimo Huaxue said with a bit of disdain in her tone, "Put the long sword on the ground.
Then press the hilt down, first turn it to the right three times, then turn it to the left three times, and then lift the hilt up."
Su Baiyi followed Jimo Huaxue's instructions step by step, and finally lifted it up, only to find that there was only an empty hilt left in his hand, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang: "It's broken, it's broken."
It’s broken! I broke the Sword Fairy’s sword.”
"Su Baiyi!" Jimo Huaxue suddenly said sharply.
Su Baiyi stiffened: "I...I was wrong."
"Let me ask you one last time. Why do you practice swordsmanship?" Jimo Huaxue said word by word.
"To save my master." Su Baiyi looked at the sword in his hand nervously.
"Can your ambition to practice swordsmanship be a little bigger? If your senior sister loses all her skills in the future and someone wants to kill her, will you protect her or not?" Jimo Huaxue shook her head and said.
"Of course it's saved!"
"Then what if my Sword Immortal cultivation is abolished and I am also hunted down?"
"Of course I'll pick up my sword and fight that man to the death!"
"Answer me again." Jimo Huaxue took a breath, "Why do you practice swordsmanship?"
"Protect, protect all the people I value." Su Baiyi suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression. At this moment, Jimo Huaxue was no longer his second sister-in-law, but a genuine swordsman. Sword energy flowed across the entire backyard, suppressing
It became difficult for him to stand up straight, and he didn't know why Jimo Huaxue suddenly became so serious.
But after hearing this answer, Jimo Huaxue kept shaking her head: "It's too small, it's too small. Can your ambition be bigger?"
"How old do you want it to be..." Su Baiyi's voice sounded a bit crying.
"For example, to support the world's righteous path?" Jimo Huaxue looked up at the sky.
Su Baiyi was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously: "So cliché?"
"Yes, such clichéd slogans are like the lines in those eternal novels, full of justice, but empty. But do you know why people like to laugh at such slogans and laugh at those who say these words?
?" Jimo Huaxue stepped lightly and stood in front of Su Baiyi. The two looked at each other, only a few feet apart.
Su Baiyi's face turned red and she murmured deep in her heart: Too close, too close.
Jimo Huaxue took a step back and raised her hand slightly. Su Baiyi's hand holding the sword hilt was also raised involuntarily.
"The reason why they laugh is because they can't do it." Jimo Huaxue turned around, wearing a red dress without wind, and said, "To support the world's righteousness, this ambition is indeed too big for you now, but I hope that one day you will
Don't forget it when you are able to shoulder this ambition. Because this was once the ambition of Grand Palace Master Su Han. Now, turn the sword hilt upside down and look at it. The thing inside is the sword technique I want to teach you."
"This...this is." Su Baiyi looked at the thing in the hilt of the sword in surprise.