Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

"Not a talent?"

Su Liang smiled and nodded, very patiently: "No. It's the character of the mind."

Qin Nian had a confused look in his eyes.

Mind? What does this have to do with sword cultivation?

When a swordsman draws a sword, doesn't he just want the flying sword to be fast, accurate and ruthless?

Otherwise, it is said that the sword cultivator's flying sword is the most lethal.

What is the connection between mind and body? Is it possible that if a person has a kind heart, his sword edge will be three points sharper?

She doesn't understand.

Seeing her confused look, Su Liang continued to explain.

"Sword cultivators are often unscrupulous because of the sharp edge of the sword in their hands, which is why they call it "free and easy".

"But when practicing swordsmanship, you must first ask about your heart, and then ask about the sword."

"Killing for the sake of killing, drawing the sword for the sake of drawing the sword, and seizing for the sake of seizing are not true swordsmen, they are just lunatics who slash randomly with their swords."

"Crazy?"

Su Liang smiled slightly: "These words were not said by me, but by senior brother."

"I didn't understand it at first either."

"After all, I'm not a cruel person by nature. I won't kill people just for the sake of words, and I won't ask others for swords for no reason. So my character is actually pretty good, right?"

Qin Nian nodded.

Compared to those sword cultivators who would draw their swords and kill people if they disagreed, it was indeed very good.

But the question remains, what impact can it have?

"The level of your character does not depend on whether you feel compassion, but on your true heart."

"Why did you draw the sword?"

"Your sword intention tells me that when you draw the sword, it is just hatred."

After going round and round, we finally reached the topic.

Qin Nian pursed his lips, panic and consternation flashed in his eyes.

"So, are you unwilling to tell me your story until now? Or do you really think that the background you made up at will can fool the Nanxi Sword Sect?"

"Master..." Qin Nian suddenly interrupted Su Liang, "Let me tell you a story."

Su Liang looked at her quietly, waiting for the next chapter.

In fact, whether she said it or not, he would treat her as a disciple and help her, but the difference between good and bad depends entirely on her will.

"In a place far, far away, there is a large border city. There is a prominent family in the city. The fourth child of the direct lineage has welcomed its first daughter. Of course, the little girl is pampered."

"Ten years later, a person like this suddenly came. Without any reason or a word, he slaughtered the entire noble family. Only a little girl escaped."

"In the next five years, she began to wander around. Fortunately, the aptitude detected at the age of six was not bad, and she had a ninth-level cultivation level nearby, and she could barely make ends meet. It was not until the second year that she found out that she was being targeted. ”

"She had a fair appearance and was spotted by a group of traffickers, so one night, they took action. Three second-level monks took action together, secretly attacked, and dealt with a first-level little girl. Naturally, it was no problem, so she Got caught."

"Then it was sent as a commodity to a predetermined black market transaction, but it was unsuccessful."

"Probably they wouldn't have thought that this little girl would cut herself across the face, endure the pain, cover her face with her long hair, and sit in the cage with her knees clasped so that they wouldn't notice anything abnormal in advance."

"When the scar on her face was discovered, it was already rotting, and the pills needed to treat her were far more expensive than the price of selling her, so she was beaten up, her cultivation was ruined, and she was thrown off a cliff—— In fact, they should just kill her, so that everyone in the back won't be wiped out. "

"A sword saved her. That sword was the key to her survival in the first place. Now that she woke up again, it saved her life."

"The little girl who survived really has nothing."

"My family is gone, my appearance is gone, and my cultivation is gone."

"Fortunately, I still have this sword. So the little girl started practicing sword practice."

"But without realm, no matter how high your sword skills are, it's just in vain. Fortunately, it's not the end of the road. Two years later, her broken meridians finally recovered under the care of the sword. Once she entered the second realm, And successfully seize the wisp of opportunity to understand the meaning of the sword."

"So, it took her another half a year to find the same gang of traffickers."

"I happened to bump into them again, so I killed them all with one sword."

"From that moment on, the hatred in her heart was ignited by bloodlust."

"The new grudges were taken away by her, leaving only the old grudges of ruining the family."

"But how could Independent Cultivator stand up to such existences? So, she traveled across mountains and rivers and came to a sect. She had inquired in advance that she wanted to join the disciple of an extremely talented senior brother - she just wanted to become stronger quickly. , she can give up anything for this goal.”

Qin Nian's voice was always calm, as if he was talking about other people's experiences.

Su Liang finally understood.

So he interrupted her and helped her follow up.

"But the plan was disrupted by a careless man, and he accidentally joined his sect and became a disciple of a first-level monk."

"Then...one day, this master who was in the first realm suddenly transformed into a great monk in the sixth realm and returned to his hometown with the little girl."

Su Liang stood up, and Qin Nian looked up blankly.

He raised his hand and landed on her hair: "I said, from now on, Nanzhai Courtyard will be your other home."

"As a parent, if you don't rely on me, wouldn't it make me look useless?"

"Oh, why are you crying again. Okay, okay."

Su Liang discovered that this little girl really loves to cry.

Qin Nian didn't want to either.

But she couldn't help it.

After all, she is just a fifteen-year-old girl.

An hour later, the sunset has arrived.

Su Liang was sitting in the small courtyard of Nanzhai, with Qin Nian practicing his sword in front of him.

Originally, he planned to let her practice again from the perspective of her excessive murderous intent and unstable mind.

But after hearing about her life experience, Su Liang didn't want to get involved.

Instead, she leaves all choices to herself.

Continue or start over.

But for now, it seems that Qin Nian chooses to believe in himself and start all over again.

She was originally at the second level of cultivation and fell to the ninth level of the first level. Her sword intention was completely scattered by her, and the human-level spiritual weapon was also hung in Su Liang's room.

What she was holding in her hand at the moment was the bamboo sword carefully made by Su Liang - it had no other use than to look good.

Start all over again.

...

Thirty thousand miles north of Nanxi Jianzong, there is a mountain gate.

It's called Yulou Palace.

The place is not big, but its reputation is not small. In the entire southern part of Dongzhou, in addition to Nanxi Sword Sect, the three major dynasties and the four major families, Yulou Palace is one of the top sects.

At this moment, in the Luoyun Peak in the deepest part of Yulou Palace, a very beautiful woman in palace clothes looked at the girl in red in front of her, her eyes full of love and helplessness.

The girl in red is graceful and graceful, with a beautiful face, restrained and not demonic. The confidence and elegance between her eyebrows are refreshing and refreshing. Her hair is as flowing as a waterfall, blowing in the breeze, exuding a faint fragrance, and her eyes are crystal clear, as if There are thousands of stars hidden there, shining with moving light.

The roots of troubles.

"Huaiyu, I think you won't go to this Golden Lotus Party."

"Master, I have to go. Golden Lotus Seed is a high grade treasure..."

"Fart, don't think I don't know your little thoughts."

Li Simiao glared and interrupted directly: "Are you thinking about seeing that boy? What's so good about that boy? You have sent so many letters in the past two years, do you think he has ever replied to one? This So heartless, why are you thinking about him? Is it possible because he was standing in front of you at that time? "

"Master, I know that you have kept those letters." Chen Huaiyu said to Li Simiao seriously.

The uneasiness on the latter's face flashed away, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Nonsense, I don't know. Where did you hear that?"

Chen Huaiyu sighed: "Master, next time you lie, speak slower, so that I will be more easily fooled."

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time...this is not the point!"

"How did you know that I withheld the letter from you?"

Chen Huaiyu smiled slightly: "I just found out."

No wonder he didn't reply to my letter.

"You!" Li Simiao almost didn't mention it in one breath.

"Okay, okay, now you have learned to lie to Master, right?"

"I don't care, you are not allowed to go to this Golden Lotus Party!"

Since it can't be said, it's simply unreasonable.

It's best to use it for things like splashing and rolling.

Chen Huaiyu sighed softly: "Master, why did you touch him like this? Is it because he has been in the same realm for ten years now?"

Seeing that his beloved disciple looked serious, Li Simiao immediately stopped playing around, his posture became dignified again, and nodded seriously: "That's right. Huaiyu, you are now sixteen years old and have almost entered the Fourth Realm. You and him Definitely not the same person.”

"Master, I will go."

Chen Huaiyu stared at her with a serious expression.

Li Simiao was silent.

She was only too familiar with how stubborn her precious apprentice was in this state.

"Why do you have to go?" Li Simiao asked the final question.

Chen Huaiyu did not answer immediately.

She was in a trance, her thoughts racing, as if she had returned to the jungle again.

The girl with a pale face was guarded behind her by the boy who was also scared, and she didn't take a step back.

After ten years of not being able to see each other, swan geese send me blue hair.

She wanted to ask him herself.

In the past two years, it was because he didn't reply to her, or the master really didn't send the letter for her, or maybe all the replies were withheld by the master.

Although there are answers.

but...

Well, she wanted to hear it from him personally.