Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The old farmer and Mr. Purple Thunder Sword are life-and-death friends, and he also knows something about Mr. Purple Thunder Sword's wife. He also knows better that if the wife hadn't been in charge of the overall situation over the years, I'm afraid Mr. Purple Thunder Sword wouldn't have been so relaxed. You can practice meditation in retreat with all your heart and mind without any distractions.

And he knew even better that although Lord Purple Thunder Swordsman was devout in the art of swordsmanship, that lady still had quite an influence on him.

If Xue Zihou asked Lord Purple Thunder Sword for something, he might not agree given his temperament, but if the lady wanted him to teach his son the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Killing God Sword technique, logically speaking, Lord Purple Thunder Sword would never refuse.

Unless, unless, there are some secrets that he doesn't know about, which makes the Purple Thunder Sword Master, and even the lady, unwilling to teach Xue Zihou the sword skills. Is there something wrong with the sword technique, or is there something wrong with the Eight Magic Sword Techniques, or even the Demon Sword Jingqing, all of which are problematic?

The old farmer thought for a long time, still confused, and then smiled. Even if there was a big secret, it had nothing to do with him, an old farmer who worked hard in the mountains.

Xue Zihou was silent in response to the old farmer's persuasion. After a long time, he frowned and said,

"Uncle Chang, let me tell you the truth. It's a rare opportunity for Beitangsu to leave the Divine Sword Hall. If I don't take advantage of this opportunity to do something, I'm afraid I won't even be able to sleep peacefully, and I won't be able to calm down when practicing swordsmanship." ,

Therefore, even if you don't help me, I will go to Beitangsu to cause trouble. At worst, I will die in his hands, which is better than being worried all the time and having inner demons at work. "

However, Xue Zihou no longer had any hope. He broke the jar and smashed it. Maybe he did it intentionally to provoke the general.

After all, the old farmer and his father, Lord Purple Thunder Sword, were close friends of life and death, so it was impossible for him to die in vain.

The old farmer Chang Bo shook his head, and his evaluation of Xue Zihou was lowered by three points. Although a warrior must be ambitious, he must not be stupid.

The relationship between Beitangsu and him was really just a trivial matter, but he still risked his life for it. What else could it be if it wasn't stupidity?

However, it is really difficult to just let it go. If something really happened to this child, it would be difficult for me to explain it to my old friend.

After thinking for a moment, he said,

"Since you're here, shouldn't I tell you to leave? Are you able to leave?"

Xue Zihou showed some intelligence and wit at this time.

"Uncle Chang, please don't scare me. I, Xue Zihou, am no match for your incredible power. But if you force me to stay here, it will definitely disrupt your daily life. You have lived here for many years. How can you bear it?" Leave here and start over somewhere else?”

The old farmer was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said,

"What a skinny monkey, no matter what, if I force you to stay, I'm afraid you won't be willing to deliberately cause trouble for me.

Anyway, if your father and I get to know each other, if you ignore him, you will be sorry for Brother Zi Lei.

However, if you and I are asked to deal with a junior, it is absolutely impossible.

Let's do this. I'll give you a method. Whether you use it to deal with Beitangsu or to protect yourself, it's up to you.

However, before I say it, it’s just this once and it won’t happen next time. "

Xue Zihou's face was full of excitement. He, Chang Bo, was a great master. He came from the Hidden Sword Palace, but he had ruined his martial arts training. I don't know what kind of unparalleled magical power he obtained later.

I'm afraid I'll be able to see a thing or two this time.

However, before he could be happy for too long, an index finger with clear fingerprints slowly enlarged in front of his eyes and pointed towards him.

Xue Zihou felt that his feeling was very strange. The finger kept approaching and magnifying in front of his eyes, but instead of recognizing the panic, it was filled with an inexplicable expectation.

It wasn't until the finger really landed on the center of his eyebrows that everything ended, and all the previous feelings and thoughts burst out and disappeared without a trace.

However, when Xue Zihou opened his eyes again, the sky had darkened, and the old farmer had disappeared in the small courtyard.

It wasn't until another quarter of an hour or so that the old farmer stepped forward and came back carrying a few juicy green vegetables.

"This, Uncle Chang, I, I just blinked, why, how did time become so fast?"

Xue Zihou was not in a coma, nor was he confused in any way, so he could clearly feel the changes that had happened to him.

It's obviously just a blink of an eye, but the reality is that it goes directly from dawn to dusk. Isn't there something wrong?

"The time it takes to blink is just how you feel, and the darkening of the sky is a natural law. There is nothing surprising about it."

Xue Zihou wanted to ask something, but he was afraid of touching the old farmer's martial arts secrets, so he had to hold back.

I closed my eyes and sensed the changes in my body. There was nothing else, just another bulging feeling between my eyebrows. It seemed to be overflowing with a power. It was not so devastating, but, how should I say, giving He felt very at ease.

This is even more strange. I don't know the nature of power, but I can soothe my heart.

Xue Zihou even wondered whether Chang Bo had given him some spiritual means or spiritual martial arts. Otherwise, why would there be so many weird things?

However, the old farmer is a good friend of the Purple Thunder Sword Lord, and there is no way he could harm himself.

"Uncle Chang, what exactly are the means you left on me, and how should I use them?"

The old farmer laughed, put the hoe under the shack in the south of the small courtyard, and said,

"You know how to use it, but if I tell you, it will harm you.

Don't worry, the means I left on you, even the power of the magic knife, can withstand it for a moment or three, which is enough to make you escape. "

"But, I still want to remind you that this power only comes from my practice and has nothing to do with you.

Don't take advantage of this power to stop caring about anyone.

That's all for Beitangsu. If you encounter a powerful person from Heaven or Man, you won't be able to escape even if you want to. Remember, remember. "

“Also, don’t try to spy on this method.

It’s not that I’m being arrogant, but this method is too dangerous. If you rashly comprehend it, it will only do you harm but no good.

Back then, in order to switch to this method, I had to waste my entire Hidden Sword Palace swordsmanship training. "

Regarding this point, Xue Zihou still trusted Chang Bo.

Here is a real-life example. Chang Bo and the Hidden Sword Palace were very unhappy about this.

It's not anything else, but that he abandoned the way of swordsmanship for an inexplicable magical skill, and therefore also abandoned the Hidden Sword Palace.

The price paid is too high, which shows how difficult and obscure this martial art is.

"Okay, now that this is over, my nephew will take his leave.

I estimate that the next time I come back, my father will come out of seclusion and completely complete the next level of the Purple Thunder Sword Sutra.

By then, I also hope that Chang Bo can walk out of here and go to the Divine Sword Hall, so that he can share the joy of my father's long-cherished wish coming true. "

The old farmer nodded, waved his hand, and allowed Xue Zihou to leave.

As for Zi Lei, I haven’t seen him for so many years. It’s time to celebrate that his creation has been completed in stages.