271. [Listen to the Teacher's Story]
The performance of the small sword in Jianxin is obviously different from before. Google search reading
Previously, it was only willing to help when facing sword cultivators. It was lazy to death on weekdays, and it seemed useless.
Therefore, Lu Xun has always positioned it as a magic weapon to restrain sword cultivators.
Apart from sword cultivators, its use against enemies is relatively limited.
"What happened today? Why did you take the initiative to volunteer?" Lu Xun was a little puzzled.
Mao Nanbei is a serious sword cultivator, and he cultivates a demon sword.
Although she looks unreliable on weekdays, her understanding of the sword should not be underestimated.
Apart from other things, Lu Xun is now in a state of small perfection of sword intent, but Mao Nanbei's sword intent is obviously one level higher than his!
Although it is not a great perfection, it is slightly stronger than Lu Xun.
Logically speaking, the small sword in Jianxin should not have much effect, and it should not be so excited.
Could it be that this breakthrough has brought changes to it?
That should be the case. It can't be that this little sword is unhappy with Xiaoluli and wants to cut her twice?
If this is the case, Lu Xun will not allow it.
No respect for elders and younger ones!
Mao Nanbei, I can bully you a little, but others can't bully you!
At this moment, Lu Xun faced Mao Nanbei's sword with all his strength. While using the sword energy and sword intent, he tentatively mobilized the power contained in the little sword.
The next moment, the depths of his pupils turned dark gold.
From a distance, it actually added a touch of majesty to his extraordinary appearance.
Like an ancient god!
In his eyes, Mao Nanbei's sword intent was so clear at this moment.
They were no longer burning black flames, but had their own veins!
These veins were like thin lines one after another!
And the little sword in the sword heart couldn't wait to cut them!
Cut these thin lines!
Lu Xun's sword energy collided with Mao Nanbei's knife energy, and the sword intent and knife intent were inseparable.
And at this moment, his mind moved, and it seemed that there was an invisible sword in his left hand.
He waved lightly, although he could not cut all these thin lines, he also cut off some of them!
In an instant, Mao Nanbei's advantage in knife intent disappeared!
Lu Xun moved forward with sword energy, pressing forward step by step, crushing the knife energy and knife intent continuously, and finally, his fingers stayed above Mao Nanbei's head.
He waved forward, his palm passed over Mao Nanbei's head, and said in his mouth: "Ouch, I didn't hit it."
This is bullying her for being short.
Mao Nanbei jumped up in anger in an instant, like a koala, hugged Lu Xun's arm with both hands and feet, and then opened her little mouth and bit it.
Lu Xun pretended to scream as if it was painful, while pushing her hard.
In fact, with his physical condition, he was still worried: "Will Xiaoluoli knock his teeth?"
Just like that, the competition ended in a farce.
In fact, it was because Lu Xun knew that Maonanbei had a childish temper and might feel embarrassed if she lost, and could be autistic for a long time, so he deliberately angered her and let her mess around for a while.
It can be said that he was very spoiled.
At this moment, he was acting as an actor, letting Xiaoluoli vent his emotions, while carefully observing the small sword in the sword heart.
It seems that after this upgrade, it really has a new function!
——Heart sword cuts the heart!
It can directly cause damage to [intention].
Not limited to sword intention, even knife intention can do it!
This is undoubtedly a huge gain for Lu Xun!
So, he shouted even more happily with joy in his heart.
"Ah! Fourth Senior Sister, please loosen your mouth! It hurts me to death!" He acted very enthusiastically.
"Ahhh! I'll bite you to death!" Mao Nanbei threw him to the ground and bit him like a mad wild cat.
The master sat there, looking at the two disciples rolling in a ball on the grass. Although he had a smile on his face, he was thinking about something in his heart.
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After such a commotion, Mao Nanbei really lost his temper.
Now he is sitting on Lu Xun's shoulder, shouting to go pick oranges together.
There are many fruit trees on the back mountain, and they all have some magical effects.
The dates from the jujube tree can restore people's spirit, and the oranges from the orange tree can replenish physical strength.
For mortals and low-level practitioners, these are rare spiritual fruits, but for everyone in the back mountain, they are just common fruits.
After picking a small basket of oranges, everyone in the back mountain sat in a small bamboo forest and started the "Orange Talk".
Everyone ate oranges and chatted, mainly listening to the master's stories.
How old is the master? This has always been a mystery.
According to him, he himself had forgotten how long he had lived.
And in his long life, there were naturally a lot of anecdotes.
Occasionally, he would tell a little bit, and everyone would listen with relish.
At this moment, Lin Chan sat beside Lu Xun, and Mao Nanbei hugged Lu Xun's neck with both hands and hung on him.
Lu Xun peeled an orange, handed half to Lin Chan, and raised his hand to stuff the other half into Mao Nanbei's little mouth, filling her little mouth.
Rain and dew are equally shared.
The gentleman peeled the orange while curling his orchid fingers.
Every time he tells a story, the content is casual, he talks about whatever comes to mind, and often he tells the previous part without following it. In his words, it is because he has lived too long and has forgotten...
At this time, the crow that was raised in the back mountain circled in the air for a while, and then landed at Lu Xun's feet, staring at the orange he was peeling.
Lu Xun broke the orange in half and handed it to Mao Nanbei and Lin Chan. After thinking for a few seconds, he tentatively threw a piece of orange peel at the crow.
The crow stupidly approached and pecked it, then flew away with its wings flapping in anger.
"Fuck!"
"Gan Linliang!"
Lu Xun moved his fingers, and a piece of cloth flew up and tied up the crow's crow's beak.
The gentleman looked at the crow with a playful look in his eyes, which seemed to arouse some interest. He smiled slightly and said:
"Today I will tell you about Wu Ji Mountain."
Perhaps it was because the crow came from Wu Ji Mountain that he talked about Wu Ji Mountain.
"Speaking of this Wuji Mountain, in the early years, it was not actually a sect of magic cultivation. To be precise, the original Wuji Mountain was not even a sect of cultivation." The gentleman said.
"The original Wuji Mountain was a sect of the Jianghu."
Lu Xun actually knew this, as some players of Wuji Mountain had posted the background of the sect on the forum.
Among the seven major sects, except Wuji Mountain, the founders of each sect were all famous figures who had once dominated the world of cultivation.
Only Wuji Mountain, the founder of the sect was just a Jianghu knight. According to the strength classification in the martial arts world, he did not even reach the innate realm, but was only at the peak of the acquired realm, and could only be regarded as a second-rate master in the Jianghu.
To be precise, the first three generations of Wuji Mountain's leaders were all mortals.
The later development of Wuji Mountain started with its fourth generation of ancestors.
The identity of this fourth generation of ancestors has always been mysterious, and even the players of Wuji Mountain know very little about him.
Therefore, Lu Xun thought that the story that the teacher was going to tell next should start from the most mysterious fourth-generation ancestor of Wuji Mountain.
But to his surprise, after eating a slice of orange, the teacher said leisurely:
"The story of Wuji Mountain starts from its third-generation leader. It was from her that the fate of Wuji Mountain began to change."
At this moment, Lu Xun discovered that the crow that had flown far away actually flew back and landed on the bamboo branch.
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