The Lord who use immortals as food

When I was learning swordsmanship in the martial arts school, the masters said this: practice "Open Door Sword" for two years, and you can learn "Fuliu Sword" after you have mastered it; you can practice "Fuliu Sword" for five years, and you can master it again. The sword of Xuezhenguan.

Pei Ye had been looking forward to this so-called sword that held the palace at that time.

".That was to motivate you at that time. There is no magic weapon." Master Huang rolled his eyes slightly.

This lie may still be in effect, because he looked at the children in the courtyard and said this in a low voice with his head tilted.

"Don't have this sword?" Pei Ye was a little disappointed.

"There are still some, but although it is indeed much better than "Fuliu Sword", it is actually just an ordinary swordsmanship."

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just practicing the normal one now. Use it for me to practice."

Master Huang sighed and called him into the room.

Follow Master Huang through this house that has been standing for more than 20 years to the backyard, pass through the corridor with the sound of trees and leaves, and enter the quiet back room.

Master Huang opened the door to the innermost room, and Pei Ye followed him in. It seemed that no one had been to this room for a long time.

"Master Zhao is the only one who can master this sword." Master Huang said, walking to the table, "After he became proficient in it, he never turned over this sword manual again. In the following years, no one really mastered "Fuliu" "Sword" is well practiced - in fact, you should be able to practice it for another three or four months, but it's a pity that you didn't have time."

Master Zhao was the sword master of the martial arts school. Later, when his cultivation reached the fourth level, he moved to the county to make a living.

Master Huang moved the table away, opened the cabinet door blocked by the table, and pulled out a book wrapped in red cloth from the bottom.

Unwrapping the package, a yellowed book was revealed.

Pei Ye leaned over and lowered his head to read the words on the cover: "Cicada Bird Sword?"

"right."

Pei Ye nodded with satisfaction.

Master Huang handed the book to him: "I don't understand it very well, but Lao Zhao said that the foundation of this sword is very solid. Take a look for yourself."

Pei Ye took it and found that the book was soft and loose, and the pages were thin and the paper was yellow, which was not caused by years of storage.

Pei Ye glanced at Master Huang in surprise, suspecting that the book had existed for a long time before they brought it to the museum.

Pei Ye gently opened the book, spent half a quarter of an hour going over the sword moves, and then spent a quarter and a half roughly reading the essential text on the last two pages.

The knowledge of swordsmanship gained in the past few days did indeed play some role at this time. After reading it over and over, Pei Ye roughly judged the level of this swordsmanship - it should be a clumsy state.

For Ming and Zhu, Zhuojing is naturally the lowest level of swordsmanship. But if placed in the real low-level world, a sword of inferiority is often enough to support a small sect.

Because there are still too many "inappropriate" swordsmanships in this world. After all, there are no rules that stipulate that only when you enter the "clumsy" state can you create swordsmanship.

Although there are many people in the Clumsy Realm, they are by no means too many. Moreover, those who have entered the Clumsy Realm may not necessarily be able to create a qualified swordsmanship, and even those who are capable of creating may not necessarily create it.

Therefore, if the strict standards of the word "swordsmanship" are adopted by the famous sects, there will be quite a lot of swordsmen in the world who have no swordsmanship to practice.

Therefore, snakes have the path of snakes and rats have the path of rats.

A master with low talent has been practicing swordsmanship for decades, but he still cannot enter the "clumsy" state. But his decades of hard work did give birth to such a sword technique.

He himself has never entered the realm of clumsiness. The moves of this sword are naturally biased and wrong from the moment they are born, and the people who practice it have also embarked on the wrong path from the beginning.

But it's by no means useless.

Even if you listen to a person's decades of experience in chopping firewood, you will be able to swing the ax more neatly in the future. How can a swordsmanship be useless?

So people who practice are still better than people who don’t practice.

And what must be realized is that the "five realms" divide the realm of swordsmanship, but after excluding the "spiritual" realm, it can be used to divide most swordsmanship levels.

But level does not equal power.

The "Opening Sword" is a sword of stupidity, while the "Fuliu Sword" is not popular. However, "Fuliu Sword" has several murderous sword moves, while the "Opening Sword" has almost no lethality.

Back in front of him, Pei Ye felt that he was holding a sword of stupidity in his hand, and he realized how precise and appropriate the force of those sword moves was.

As for how much power this sword can exert, we can only know it after careful study and personal experience.

Pei Ye put the book in his arms and returned to the yard with Master Huang.

Before I even stepped out of the porch I heard the children chirping.

"Don't touch!" a childish voice shouted.

"I won't touch it, I'll just look at it!"

"You can't even look at it. Have you asked Brother Pei?"

"I'll look first and then ask."

"Ah, this is the sword box! It contains swords, what's so interesting about it?" a third voice said.

Pei Ye crossed the threshold and saw a group of children surrounding the sword box containing the heart-cutting glass. Some of them were eager to open it.

Pei Ye had closed the lid before leaving, but obviously his previous behavior of reaching into it aroused the children's curiosity, and everyone wanted to see what was inside.

But no one has tampered with it yet.

"Who told you to dismiss get out of class!" Master Huang shouted.

"The horse step is finished."

"It's time for Brother Pei to teach us the sword!"

"Yeah!"

Pei Ye walked over, leaned over to pick up the sword box, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll teach you, stand in line!"

Then he saw in this group of children the same characteristics as his own back then - they could turn into a swarm of swarms in an instant, and they could also return to being quiet and orderly in an instant.

And older brothers always speak more effectively than adults.

In addition to admiration and love, there are also some differences between strangers and close friends.

Pei Ye walked up to them and said: "I have to prepare for the Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition during this period, so I will teach you all once today. I will still be here for the rest of the day, but I will practice mine and you will practice yours. You must train seriously."

"good!"

"Today I will give you a sword lesson first." Looking at the confused expressions of the children, Pei Ye continued, "Then everyone will come and have a few moves with me, and I will guide you one by one, and finally - "

Pei Ye raised the sword box and said, "If you behave well, I will show you such a treasure."

"good!!"

"Get a futon and sit down." Pei Ye said with a smile, "Today I will tell you about the five realms of swordsmanship."

In the following time, Pei Ye sorted out the knowledge that had entered his mind in the past few days and recounted it word for word, focusing on how to study before the situation.

Of course, at the stage this group of children are at, it's just movement standards and logistics plus practice.

The children were naturally confused at this time, but Pei Ye would later ask Master Huang to write it down so that swordsmen in the martial arts school could read and understand it from now on.

The enlightenment of sword theory should indeed be started from an early age. Pei Ye planned to go to Shenjing in the future and buy some simple sword theory books and send them back to Fenghuai.

What followed was a lively sword fight. Pei Ye sat on the horse with a small wooden stick, knocked everyone who came forward to "discuss" to the ground, and then told them where their shortcomings were - in fact, most of them were "basic skills". "Three words.

In the end, Pei Ye ranked them in terms of sword skills according to his own feelings. This poor imitation of He Fushu really aroused great enthusiasm among the children.

Some laughed loudly at those ranked lower than themselves, and some said harsh words to those ranked higher. The number one was already leaning lightly on the tree, looking neither sad nor happy; the following few were clamoring to compete with the ranking. The one at the front really gives it a try.

What follows is the climax of the entire martial arts hall atmosphere.

The children gathered around eagerly, and Pei Ye opened the box under the gaze of more than twenty pairs of eyes.

For a moment, the whole courtyard fell into silence.

Pei Ye felt that the breathing sounds around him stopped for a moment.

Pei Ye turned around and saw that the child closest to him was the one who ran out the door before, with an expression like a toad.

"It's a sword." Pei Ye chuckled. "You can touch it lightly. It doesn't seem to hate children."

Pei Ye handed it forward, but the children in front of him subconsciously stepped back to avoid it.

Pei Ye handed it to the child who was the most curious and wanted to open it without permission. The child mustered up the courage to stretch out his hand, but as soon as his dirty hands after practicing martial arts entered the same scene as Zhan Xin Liuli, he He immediately shrank back as if he was electrocuted.

He put his hands behind his back and stared blankly at the box: "No, no, I'll just take a look."

Then Zhanxin Liuli slowly floated up on its own.

Suddenly there was a scream of surprise.

Pei Ye looked at this scene with a smile on his face. He was very satisfied and happy with the whole process of teaching swordsmanship, sparring and giving advice, and displaying colored glaze.

This is all the insights he gained through life and death, and now he has shared them all with his former self.

The parrot bites its tongue and prepares for resurrection! Double updates will resume tomorrow!