At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The two of them were very close.

Originally, I thought I would have to spend more time talking, but I didn't expect Xie Xuan to walk up to Xiao Shisan.

"I do!" Xiao Ruolin agreed without even thinking about it.

No matter what, having a sword master is definitely a good deal.

Although the rumors in the world were all heard from Mr. Tianqi's storyteller, and there were very few descriptions of the five great swordsmen and Confucian swordsmen, he believed in his own judgment and the vision of Uncle Langya and the others.

"Haha, good, good!" Xie Xuan praised repeatedly, laughing from ear to ear.

"Why did you suddenly agree so straightforwardly, sir?" Faced with Xie Xuan's sudden change of mind, the King of Langya was a little puzzled.

Xie Xuan smiled, "Fate is wonderful, indescribable, indescribable."

The three of them still didn't understand Xie Xuan's riddle.

Fortunately, their final goal was achieved, so there was no need to ask so much.

However, the reason why Xie Xuan was willing to accept a prince as his apprentice was actually because Xiao Ruolin gave him a different feeling.

This difference was an inexplicable hostility, invisible and intangible, all based on the feeling that one glance gave him.

In this way, Xiao Ruolin successfully became Xie Xuan's apprentice.

Xie Xuan had picked up the sword for several years, but Xiao Ruolin was his first and only apprentice.

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It has been a month since I became a disciple, and I didn't feel much when I became a disciple of the sword fairy who had been rumored in the world for a long time.

There was no grand banquet and banquet as expected, but I just stayed in the Jixia Academy for a longer time every day. This huge gap made Xiao Ruolin really hard to accept.

Finally, he threw the book on the ground and complained to Xie Xuan who was reading in the pavilion: "Master, when will you teach me to practice sword? You let me read books all day, but my martial arts have not improved at all."

Because of becoming a disciple, he spent less time with his mother every day. He sacrificed so much, but what he got was not as good as the daily tasks issued by the system.

This made him wonder why he became a disciple? Wouldn't he just rely on the system as a plug-in as before?

Xie Xuan didn't even raise his head and continued to flip through the book in his hand, "Practicing martial arts is not a matter of one day or one night. People who practice martial arts should avoid being impetuous. This is to cultivate your patience."

This was obviously perfunctory, how could Xiao Ruolin not hear it.

"You masters only say these words that are deceptive but cannot be refuted. Since you said so, what else can I say!" Xiao Ruolin folded his arms, his face full of unhappiness.

Seeing this, Xie Xuan put down the book in his hand and sighed slightly.

He stood up slowly, pulled out the ten thousand volumes of books from his waist, and asked, "I ask you, why did you draw your sword?"

Xiao Ruolin was stunned for a moment, then replied, "That's much older. With high swordsmanship and strong martial arts, you can rely on the sword in your hand to travel the world in the future, and do justice and eliminate all the injustices in the world. The second is to draw the sword to protect the people closest to you."

Xie Xuan shook his head and said in a complicated tone, "You always draw your sword for others, why not for yourself?"

"I draw it when someone bullies me." Xiao Ruolin smiled.

Xie Xuan was silent for a long time before he said faintly, "Do you know why the master didn't teach you swordsmanship after one month of apprenticeship?"

Xiao Ruolin shook his head.

"Because I don't know what to teach you." Xie Xuan thought about it and replied.

"Ah?"

Hearing this answer, Xiao Ruolin was completely confused.

"If I guess correctly, your swordsmanship comes from the White Feather Sword Immortal?" Xie Xuan asked faintly.

"Master, how did you know that!" Xiao Ruolin was extremely shocked.

Bai Yu Jianxian was a figure from sixty years ago. He knew about him through Beili history books and adventures.

Can we only say that he is worthy of being a swordsman?

"Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, the more books you read, the more you know. You don't have to be too surprised." Xie Xuan smiled.

"I don't know how to teach you because in this month, you are exploring your own swordsmanship, and your sword embryo is budding. What I can do is to let this bud shine."

Xie Xuan pulled out thousands of books, jumped to the center of the courtyard, his eyes condensed, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple, watch out! Combine every move of your master and create your own swordsmanship!"

"Master, but I can't! I know nothing about swordsmanship, and I'm only seven years old! I don't understand enough!" Xiao Ruolin was anxious.

Why did you start saying some strange things while talking? What sword embryo, what is that thing?

"Use age to

Measuring a genius is too superficial. If you want to become a true master, then abandon imitation and keep surpassing! "Xie Xuan replied indifferently.

Xiao Ruolin opened his mouth, but couldn't find a word to refute.

"Watch out, the master will demonstrate his lifelong swordsmanship next. How much you can appreciate from each move depends on your own attainments."

As soon as the voice fell, Xie Xuan drew his sword and danced.

In an instant, the leaves flew and the dead trees came back to life.

As soon as Xie Xuan moved, the leaf shadows and sword beams all over the sky seemed to turn into a gorgeous painting.

Seeing this beautiful picture, Xiao Ruolin finally understood what a sword immortal is.

The elegant figure and the extremely chic swordsmanship made him intoxicated, and the looming murderous aura made him tremble with fear.

He did not rest, but engraved every move of his master in his mind, constantly demonstrating and turning it into his own.

Since that day, Xiao Ruolin There was one more task.

That was to use the system's recording function to reproduce the lifelong swordsmanship demonstrated by the master over and over again.

At night, he would practice alone in his mind, combining the swordsmanship of the master with that of the White Feather Sword Immortal.

Gradually, Xiao Ruolin discovered that the swordsmanship taught by the master seemed to be very different from that taught by the White Feather Sword Immortal.

The swordsmanship of the two was exquisite and contained profound meanings, which benefited him a lot.

Just when he wanted to create his own swordsmanship quickly.

That day, the master suddenly said to him: "The master is leaving."

In the dormitory of the Jixia Academy, Xie Xuan said goodbye to Xiao Ruolin with a backpack of books on his back.

"Master, why are you leaving suddenly? Is it because the salary given to the master by my father is too low? If that's the reason, I'll ask him to increase your salary when I go back. "

Faced with Xie Xuan's sudden farewell, Xiao Ruolin obviously hasn't reacted yet.

After just three months of getting along, he has already recognized this master.

And in these three months, his swordsmanship has changed a lot, and each move is no longer the chaotic slashing before.

Xie Xuan raised his head, looked at the rolling dark clouds, and said meaningfully: "The sky of Tianqi is going to change."

Xiao Ruolin followed his line of sight and saw that the sky above Tianqi City was buried by dark clouds. It was clearly broad daylight but there was no sunlight shining in.

He also felt strange. This gray sky made people feel a little depressed: "This day is fine, why does it change so suddenly."

Finally, Xie Xuan still left Tianqi City. Before leaving, he asked Xiao Ruolin to practice with him for three years, but was directly rejected by Xiao Ruolin.

After that, Xie Xuan didn't say anything else, but left a book to Xiao Ruolin, and then left alone.