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Chapter 73 Is It So Dangerous To Be Lingzhi Husband?
"It took less than a year to find the sword sense, and it's not too slow, so Chen Mou, you just need to clean up, and I have to put a little bit of pressure on you."

Cui Xiao watched Junior Brother Chen practice the Nine Palaces and Nine Swords one by one. With a satisfied smile on his face, he no longer looked at people with his nostrils. After a few lessons, he said: "Your sword sense is good at 'spirituality'. Your natures are in harmony, I will teach you a few swordsmanship that match the sense of the sword and exert its power, so as to strengthen your means of self-protection."

Chen Mou held his sword happily: "Let senior brother worry about you."

He finally waited until the clouds opened to see the moon, and finally he was able to get his wish and learn the trick that he had been thinking about.

Cui Xiao didn't teach swordsmanship immediately, but asked, "Can you tell me what you learned when you mastered the sword sense?"

He is not uncommon to inquire about other people, Junior Brother Chen is an exception.

The soft iron armor he sent out didn't have much real help to the genius Enlightenment Sword. He used the double method of pressure and provocation.

"'According to the heart', practicing swords is no different from being a human being."

Chen Mou smiled and expressed his feelings.

If you understand, you will understand, if you don't understand, it's useless to say more.

Cui Xiao nodded thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "My experience at the beginning was that 'the fire is in full swing', under a sword, there is no one in front."

Chen Mou finally understood where the arrogance in senior brother Cui's bones came from, and praised: "Brother's courage, younger brother is hard to beat."

Cui Xiao waved his hand and said, "You pay attention to 'mind', I pay attention to 'killing', we are taking different paths, and we can exchange ideas frequently in the future."

He was envious of Junior Brother Chen's unrestrained mind, which was exactly what he lacked.

It's just envy, not imitation.

Pulling out the Fantie long sword, Cui Xiao slowly drew out the sword, and explained in his mouth: "'Three rings set on the moon' uses defense as offense, and pays attention to 'rings' and 'sets'. It is a killer move born out of Taoist swordsmanship. , "Three" refers to it in general, and the specific set of rings needs to be adaptable."

The iron sword turned three times in a row, stabbing suddenly from bottom to top, extremely weird and sinister.

"Bang", a sword target [-] steps away exploded into pieces of sawdust.

Chen Mou's eyes lit up, this move was good, he could see the swift and violent stabs from the invisible sword Qi shooting several feet away.

Suddenly, by surprise.

Cui Xiao demonstrated the two tricks of "green dragon coming out of the water" and "hanging the curtain and hanging beads". Junior brother Chen, on the contrary, he himself doesn't use it very much.

Chen Mou has a clear understanding of the sword moves that contain insidious connotations in their agility, and he can master them as soon as he learns them. There are still many eager thoughts in his mind, and he spends the afternoon in the sword training room.

He doesn't have much thought of fighting with others, it is enough to protect himself.

If people do not offend me, I will not offend others. If people offend me, there must be means to punish the evil and kill instead.

In the stage of refining qi, the power of spells is not enough, and the amount of mana in the body is limited, unless it is the kind of old refining qi that has been cultivated for more than a hundred years, the mana is as deep as ordinary foundation building, and one or two basic spells can be cultivated to perfection , be ingenious.

Therefore, low-level monks still mainly fight and slash with weapons.

Spells as means of surprise.

Just making circles within three to five feet, swordsmanship has become an essential skill for monks to travel at home.

Therefore, the business of Lun Daotang has been enduring for a long time.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Chen Mou walked out of the sword training room, and said goodbye to senior brother Cui who was standing on a high place in the sunset with his hands behind his back. He couldn't imitate the arrogance of senior brother Cui, but he envied that guy's unflattering air.

Walking on the street with people coming and going, Chen Mou suddenly noticed something, turned around and looked west, and saw two unexpected acquaintances.

Wan Lin and Xue Biao, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, greeted him with a smile on their backs to the setting sun.

I heard once that Xue Biao failed the examination and became an outer disciple of the five sects, and was still an apprentice in the forging room of the Forging Bing Pavilion.

After Chen Mou cupped his hands to respond, he approached with a smile, and asked, "You two are all well, are you still holding the hammer in the Forging Bing Pavilion?"

Those intrigues and discords back then have long since disappeared with the wind, and they will never mention each other again, but it is impossible to be friends, because their temperaments are different.

Wan Lin smiled a little vicissitudes, said: "I didn't do it a while ago, Junior Brother Xue is still working in the forge, he is young and energetic."

Xue Biaohan smiled and didn't say much, he was promoted to forge hammer.

Wan Lin was not good at learning art, and wasted two magic weapon embryos one after another, which annoyed the master of the forge, and ended up compensating for the spirit stone and being dismissed. From now on, in Danyangfang, no craft shop will use Wan Lin again.

"Brother Chen, is there any way to get rich, let me be one?"

Wan Lin changed his name, and looked at Junior Brother Chen who was living a carefree life and had been doing business with shopkeeper Hong for several months.

Some news, after a long time, was naturally revealed after Shopkeeper Hong left.

He and Xue Biao have not figured it out until now, how could Chen Mou forge magic weapons alone?

Master Zhong didn't teach Chen Mou how long, and because of certain rules, Master Zhong couldn't make an exception to teach the secret method of forging magic weapons. Get self-enlightenment.

But where do you get so many materials to practice your hands?
With Chen Mou's level of forging and his close relationship with shopkeeper Hong, why didn't he participate in the assessment of the outer sect disciples of Forging Bing Pavilion?

All kinds of doubts, the two couldn't figure it out.

Chen Mou said with a perfunctory smile: "It's just dawdling, there is no way to get rich."

Wan Lin knew that he couldn't get an answer, so he changed the topic: "A few brothers and I occupied a booth at the Xifang street stall. Brother Chen, are you interested in joining? In addition to selling materials and treasures for convenience, we can also go out for treasure hunting together With experience, there are many people who can take care of each other, and we are also old acquaintances."

Chen Mou laughed a few times, and said: "I hang out with the brothers in Dongfang, they take good care of me, thank you Brother Wan for your kindness."

He has always kept a respectful distance from this kind of half-familiar guy who invited him to go out to explore and hunt for treasure. He didn't want to lose his life in a muddle.

The market is so big, who can find out whether what he said is true or not?
The words were not speculative, and they stood and chatted for a few words. Chen Mou folded his hands and left with a smile.

If you are not a fellow traveler, why bother to feel uncomfortable and go along with you reluctantly?

From the very beginning, he resolutely refused, and never hesitated.

Seeing Chen Mou disappear into the crowd, Xue Biao found an excuse to leave quickly. He didn't want to mix with Wan Lin either. He knew people and faces but didn't know his heart. He was worried that he would be betrayed by Wan Lin, who had a strong desire to control.

Wan Lin spat angrily: "Little man!"

He cursed secretly in his heart, feeding the unfamiliar fat white-eyed wolf was a waste of his care that day.

Now that he was in trouble and needed help, he ignored it?

When Chen Mou returned to the courtyard, Xu'er, who had been taught by Ying'er for a day, was still running fast and twittered: "My lord, you are back. Master Mo invites you to the family dinner at night. Sister Ying'er and Sister Han'er have already passed by." Help the cook, they left me at home waiting for you to come back."

Suddenly remembered what she was supposed to do, and ran to the kitchen.

"Young master, wait a moment, I'll fetch water."

A small half basin of clean water was brought in quickly, with a towel on his arm, and he put it on the shelf. After the young master washed his hands and washed his face, he poured out the water, raised his head, and smiled brightly and flatteringly.

Chen Mou simply said: "Let's go!"

Xu'er closed the courtyard door, shut up obediently, and followed behind the unsmiling young master step by step.

Knocking on the door of Mo Mansion, Chen Mou nodded to Douer who opened the door to salute, and walked to the main room. Xuer followed Douer to the kitchen in a hurry.

"Brother Mo, are you...who are you fighting with, or where did you hit?"

Chen Mou walked into the main room, looking at Mo Fu who was drinking tea alone with bruises on his face, he was very surprised.

Is it so dangerous to be Ling Zhifu?

Master Mo is an outer disciple of the Danyang Sect, so he still needs to go into battle shirtless and fight with others on the Danyangfang site?

He prefers that Master Mo drinks flower wine in Qianxiu Tower, competes with others, gets jealous, and gets beaten.

He had already stopped going to that smoky place.

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(End of this chapter)