lost book

Chapter 61 44. Swordsmanship
"Don't call me leader, your three-talented sword array is so powerful, maybe one day, you will be able to sit in the position of leader." Ye Yuan said yin and yang strangely.

Zhang Yetu was trembling all over, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, "Hehehe, what did you say, my lord, I am your opponent, and my little tricks, how can I stand in front of you?" You're showing your ugliness!" Zhang Yetu hastily explained.

"Actually, Section Master Zhang doesn't need to be modest. I happened to have a breakthrough recently, and I just wanted to learn about your full-fire Sancai Sword Formation." Jiang Ping ate the last plate of meat, raised his head and said with a smile.

The cold sweat on Zhang Yewu's body couldn't stop dripping down. This Hall Master Jiang is a more ruthless person than their leader. If I fight him again, I'm afraid I'll be skinned if I don't die.

"Master Jiang, don't make fun of me. We will be colleagues in the future. Look at you." Zhang Yetu said awkwardly, "Eat your meal! You think Brother Jiang won't be as knowledgeable as you." Ye Yuanjian The atmosphere was embarrassing, and the sound was smoothed out.

"Yes, yes, eat, eat, sit down, brothers!" With the steps down, Zhang Yewu borrowed the excuse of going down the donkey, and everyone sat down and looked at the empty plates on the table. A large amount of food, such a short time is empty?
Jiang Ping slowly wiped off the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, "You guys eat first, I'll go back first when I'm full." Jiang Ping got up to say goodbye, and walked out of the house, Ye Yuan hurriedly chased after him, "Brother Jiang, don't you Go in a hurry, I will take you to the Sutra Pavilion of the Sanjue League to find a martial skill for you."

The two ran out in a hurry, leaving only a group of staring subordinates behind. Zhang Yetu looked at the empty plate on the table and said dryly, "Isn't this Master Jiang in the form of a demon? It's too delicious. Bar!"

"Forget it, forget it, let's go brothers, let's go to Wanghailou for a meal today!" Zhang Yetu waved his hand and led his men away from the residence of the Three Juemeng.

"Section Master Zhang is really magnificent! Today we have gained the honor of Section Master Jiang again! We have to thank Section Master Jiang very much!" I don't know if that subordinate was joking.

Zhang Yetu turned his head and said quietly, "I suddenly remembered that someone has to stay at the station. Since Xiao Wu is so thoughtful, you can stay!"

"No, Boss, I'm just joking!" Shouting to a group of people, he left the Sanjuemeng's residence and walked towards the busiest area in Qingyan County.

Jiang Ping and Ye Yuan walked side by side to the Sutra Pavilion of the Sanjue League. The so-called Sutra Pavilion is actually Ye Yuan's own study, "Sanwei Bookstore? How dare you write..." Jiang Ping looked up at the room A sign on the side of the door.

"Why don't you dare! This three flavors are not the other three flavors." Ye Yuan shook his head, obviously not paying attention to what Jiang Ping said, "I didn't mean that! What I mean is that you dare to use such an ugly word to make a fool of yourself !” Jiang Ping said with a look of disgust.

"...Shut up quickly, no one will treat you as a dumb person if you don't speak!" Ye Yuan put on a dark face, and pushed open the door of "Sanwei Bookstore" at the same time, "My Sanwei Bookstore has three kinds of fragrances, respectively It's sandalwood, tea..."

Before Ye Yuan finished speaking, Jiang Ping continued, "There is still rice fragrance, right!" Ye Yuan's face darkened, and his tone was stiff, "It's Mo Xiang! Returning rice fragrance, it seems that you are really suitable for martial arts. Apart from eating What else do you know?"

"What's wrong with being able to eat? We Zulong don't have an old saying that being able to eat is a blessing!" Jiang Ping argued unconvinced, "..." Ye Yuan was choked by Jiang Ping's words, "Apart from eating, can you still have some food? Other pursuits?"

"Well... In fact, besides eating, I also like money more. If you have 80 gold and nowhere to spend it, you can give it to me, and I will keep it for you!" Jiang Ping was shameless.

"Get lost!" Ye Yuan's face turned black from anger, and he turned around and cursed at Jiang Ping. Jiang Ping touched his nose resentfully, and followed Ye Yuan into the room. Ye Yuan had seen Jiang Ping's shamelessness Get up, how cheap it is.

Although they all came through time travel, Ye Yuan always felt that this Jiang Ping lived more freely than them. Ye Yuan turned the hidden compartment on the bookshelf, took out a jade slip and handed it to Jiang Ping angrily.

"Here, go out and turn left to the room prepared for you. Seeing you so heartless, I'll be angry!" Ye Yuan said angrily, "That's because your idol burden is too heavy!" Jiang Ping took it Yu Jian didn't care.

Jiang Ping went out and returned to the room Ye Yuan arranged for him. The room exuded a faint fragrance of red sandalwood. Although the room was small, futons, incense burners, and beds were all available.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Jiang Ping picked up the jade slip that Ye Yuan gave him. A ray of spiritual consciousness penetrated into the jade slip.

"Guihai swordsmanship..." Jiang Ping whispered, Guihai swordsmanship is divided into three styles, the first style calls the wind and waves, the true energy is released on the sword body, the sword is like a gust of wind and the waves are rolled up, and the sword style is endless , one wave is stronger than the other.

The sword energy is continuously superimposed, and finally a powerful sword is swung. In the second form, the hustle and bustle calms the waves, the waves rise from the sword, and the waves are extinguished by the sword. A sword that does not pass through, but has the power to calm the raging waves.

The third form, the world of mortals returns to the sea, the sword rises and falls, just like the world of mortals, all traces will be calmed down by the turbulent waves. This sword, no matter in terms of strength or speed, has reached the extreme before it can display its artistic conception.

Jiang Ping looked a little bewildered, and gradually his mind became silent in the sword technique. After he finished comprehending the essence of Guihai's sword technique, it was already the next morning.

It was the first time he had seen such an exquisite sword technique. Although this sword technique was far from comparable to the old man's sword in the picture of cutting vines, it also benefited Jiang Ping a lot. Picked up a similar steel sword.

The sky outside the house had just brightened, and there was no one in the martial arts arena where the Sanjuemeng was stationed. Jiang Ping stretched his waist, and with a crackling sound, Jiang Ping pulled the steel sword out of the scabbard.

Swinging the sword, retracting the sword, swinging the sword, retracting the sword... Jiang Ping has been repeating these operations. No matter what kind of swordsmanship, basic practice is essential. Jiang Ping has been swinging the sword from the dawn until the morning.

In the resident of the Sanjue League, there were already people walking in twos and threes in the resident. Zhao Lin passed by the martial arts field, and smiled politely at Jiang Ping as a greeting. Jiang Ping stopped the sword in his hand and joked, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" Are you going to wake Lao Ye up?"

"Then... how come, don't bark, what kind of sister-in-law!" Zhao Lin turned red when he heard Jiang Ping's address, and shyly defended, "Oh, I understand, I understand, future sister-in-law! You go quickly !” Jiang Ping joked with a smile.

When Zhao Lin heard his name, his face turned even redder, and he ran to Ye Yuan's room as if fleeing, Jiang Ping held the sword in his hand again, raised his luck, and the shadows of the sword overlapped and added together, "Call the wind and waves! "Jiang Ping let out a low sigh.

The sword light danced, and the azure blue true energy turned into sword energy through the steel sword, and flashed across the center of the martial arts arena, "Boom!" The martial arts hall in front of Jiang Ping was cut with a deep sword mark by the sword energy .

"Who! You want to rebel for making such a big commotion early in the morning!" Hearing the sound, Ye Yuan pushed open the door and cursed.

Jiang Ping swung his sword slowly at first, and then became faster and faster, "Call the wind and waves!" The blue Yihai true energy turned into a sword gang, and rushed out from the steel sword. This time, the sword energy was slightly weaker A little, but still left a lot of sword marks on the ring.

"...Brother Jiang! Please stop for a while, this is the most prosperous area of ​​Qingyan City, do you know what this concept is?" Ye Yuanjuemei had a helpless wry smile on his face.

"What does it represent? Could it be that this is... a room in the school district?" Jiang Ping's eyes widened with an incredulous expression. Could it be that there are monks speculating on houses here?
(End of this chapter)