Unexpectedly, he stared at me coldly for a while, and agreed quietly. When he saw the moment he nodded, I thought I had read it wrong. After reacting, I quickly thanked me. As a result, before he finished speaking, he slapped the back of the head. That palm really didn't hold back, and it made me dizzy.

I couldn't see anything in the eight breaths when I raised my head. I blinked my eyes several times before I could barely see his shadow. After a while, my eyes finally became clear. I grinned and touched my head, and then cursed: "Are you sick?" He didn't pay attention to my anger and explained in a clear and unrestrained manner.

Reason: "'The elders give me, I dare not say anything!' Have you ever heard this? You haven't passed the Book of Rites!" I sneered twice, and refused to scold me: "Why have you become my elder?"

He looked puzzled: "I will teach you magic. If you refuse to call me master, I will admit it after thinking about it. Why? My name is a master who is not even named for you?" I felt embarrassed when I heard this. After a long time of confusion, I could only say a more tactful admission: "That's right!

I can't calculate the age difference between me and you, and I won't lose money by calling you Grandpa!" He smiled, and his eyebrows showed a little pride: "You are right! If you want to calculate it seriously, I am indeed much older than you... By the way, why don't you call me Master?" I glanced at him and finally said: "I have it."

There are several masters, although they have not made it clear and have not poured tea to become masters, but there is a real master and apprentice between me and them. If this is the case, it is not appropriate to worship you as your master."

He looked at me seriously, but after only three breaths, he looked careless and said coldly: "Since that's the case, there are not more me, but less me, why not just take me as my teacher?" I glanced at him: "Are you sure? I don't think you are planning to teach me seriously, so why bother myself?"

The last karma seems to be of no benefit to your cultivation, right?" He smiled, and a trace of playfulness appeared in the corner of his eyes: "How do you know that I don't plan to teach me seriously? Maybe as long as you call me Master, I will teach me seriously?" I pulled my mouth and said lightly, "That's not the most important thing.

The reason for this is that the people who taught me are all in the same sect. If I really learn from you, I might become obsessed one day?" He shook his head in an unknown way. When I looked over, he talked about other things as if nothing had happened.

Anyway, no matter what, since then, he has really started teaching me. He didn't teach me very seriously. Although I was determined to learn, I couldn't stand the other party's demonstration every time, so I let me practice it myself, check it once in ten years, and it's okay to not eat or drink in the temple, so I am in a state of meditation every day.

It's harder than living in a temple, but I don't know if it's used to being idle or what. Anyway, after more than twenty years of busyness, I fell in love with this busy state. And what about him? Although he was not very serious, he didn't seem to leave anything that was in the bottom of his box and refused to teach me. The moves he sometimes demonstrated to me

Even he himself struggled a little, but his power was indeed good. Once this move was used, there was no living creature within a radius of a hundred miles. The price was that I had not approached here for thousands or eight hundred years, so I could avoid being disliked or stumbling to the creatures here.

Because I am still young, even though I have seemed more dull and more sensitive than my peers since I was young, many things will be displayed in a more restrained manner. Sometimes, even Namo, who is so familiar with me, cannot find any trace on my face. For example, when I was very young, my parents seemed to have stopped.

Are you there? At that time, Brother Shu and his brother asked me to read books every day. If I was really unhappy, they would ask Namo to take me out for a while because I was so young. Actually, I didn’t really want to go out. I had many fantasies about the future at that time, and every dream had it.

I stood at the top with a flying look, but Namo and the others had grown up for a long time. How ridiculous these dreams that only dreamed of when I was a child seemed to them, so I silently kept these things in my heart and never said them.

But many things have gradually taken shape in my heart. For example, I think every hero has a weapon, which may make people feel cold or murderous, with a hot and unstoppable blood; or it may be as cold as a cold spring on a snow mountain. Just looking at it makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts... but

No matter what the feeling it brings to others, the sword will have a name. It may not be so catchy or so majestic, but it must be refreshing. When you hear it, you will feel that this sword is extraordinary. In addition, every hero will have some famous moves, either killing people without blood, or killing four moves as soon as they are used.

Square, blood splattered all over the earth, and those moves often have a name. But I didn’t have the chance to name them.

Regarding my weapon, I only have a shiny black sword, and the sword that Sister Jun gave me with iron-cut mud. Before I was given to me, the sword was named "Jiasheng". I felt it was too plain and the sword was inconsistent with it, so I never called it a name. Let's talk about black.

I don’t want to name it. After all, this black knife is really low-key and is used as a hidden weapon. It’s not bad to use it when it’s unpredictable. The rest should be spared.

So I took it for granted. After seeing him using that big move, I did not hesitate too much and began to think of the name of the move with great enthusiasm. Looking at his panting expression and his trembling body after using that move, I had a premonition that this move was probably the kind used to die together, otherwise

Judging from his condition, he probably used this move, either the other party died or he was knocked into scum by the remaining enemies. The eighth floor of the underworld was not enough for him to swing, so he could only look at the destiny after that.

I looked at him carefully and asked, "Have you ever named this move?" He seemed to have lost his spiritual power too much, and was a little confused for a while. After a while, I saw him shaking his head blankly: "I don't know." I nodded, and after getting the affirmative answer, I became more and more excited and searched all kinds of things in my mind.

Name. I had been in my head for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed. I asked with great interest: "How is the name of 'Knife Ring'?" He was stunned and replied slowly: "It's good. The cause of cycling and returning is close, and the implicit meaning of returning home. Where can I go? Since the word "Knife" was in front of me, the hell that I returned is the same as death and

A luxurious place for new life!" I was also very excited, and almost hugged his arm and shouted: "It's a great time to meet a friend!" As a result, before he could speak, he was slapped again: "Why don't you do any serious things every day? I just want to think about these things, do you want me to beat you up

Dun? I told you, I'm so angry that I really beat you up!"

I ran away in a hurry and wanted to escape to the old tree. As soon as I was about to leave, I heard his unsalty voice ringing behind my back: "The time I will give you this time is not limited, but before the formation is broken, I hope you can learn it, not be more proficient, nor do you need to understand the essence of it, is it okay?" I was a little bit like a fight with me

I fell over and turned my head and wanted to beg for mercy, so that he could let me go with my hand, but when I turned around and saw his eyes, I couldn't say anything, so I nodded in a daze.

Compared to the tricks he said in the past, it took me more than a year and I couldn't fully understand them. I can only say that I could barely perform them. But even so, the power I used was probably less than 20% compared to him. It was even less than that of this "knife ring" that I had named me well, even if he used them.

At that time, I could clearly see that he was unable to do it. Of course, I don’t need to say that on this basis, if I double the time, I can’t really practice it, let alone that although this person and Brother Shu are different in nature, they are exactly the same strictness in my problems. Almost all of them are required by high standards.

I was in the temple before. For example, when I was learning the "Water Image Art", I thought this magic was interesting, so I learned it day and night. However, after reading it to Brother Shu, he coldly touched the water I had just become. In the blink of an eye, the water fell back into the water with a "puff" sound.

After splashing my body, a little anger appeared on my face when he looked coldly: "Is this your achievement?... I still have to learn." I swear that was the first time I almost sweared in front of Brother Shu. Fortunately, my reason was still there at that time. After calming my breathing, I went back without saying a word.

And he, like Brother Shu, may be stricter, so I can fully imagine how bad the days will be in the next thousand years. I sighed and looked at his figure slowly coming towards me. I could not express the resentment in my heart for the time being. I stood up silently and frowned and said, "I still want to rest! How long has it been since I haven't had it?

Have you had a sleep with your eyes closed?" He sneered, full of mockery: "What are you sleeping in! Get up and practice."

I supported my eyelids and was about to pretend to be extremely sad, but I heard him say again: "You gave me this name! Then take the responsibility for me and practice this trick thoroughly, but I heard it?" My wail as soon as I reached my mouth ended in vain. I couldn't help but feel regretful. If it weren't for myself, I was so sad that I hadn't been myself.

Because my words are quicker and my childhood regrets remain so far, I will not give this name for a while, so that every time I don’t want to practice, he will give me this sentence, which makes me complain, but I really have no reason to refute it. Although in my opinion, there is no connection between the two,

If you learn more ways to save your life, no one will refuse, let alone my short-lived face, you should learn more. Even if Brother Shu and others are protecting me behind my back, no one in this world can protect anyone for the rest of their lives.

Later, I slowly figured out a little, and I made a lot of progress in practicing. The gods in the mirror were usually buried in the mirror. When I asked him the reason, he said that it was to nourish the soul. But one day, when he came out to check if I was lazy, I felt that his soul was much more dispersed than before, but it was quite solid before.

Actually, looking at it again now, it seems like it can spread out immediately. So that day I asked more: "Is your body uncomfortable?" He spitted on the ground that day, opened his mouth and cursed swear words. I almost thought I had heard it wrong, and he was confused when he said a gesture. He coughed violently and smiled reluctantly: "

You don't have to worry about it." However, in this canyon, this mirror can basically only talk to me. Familiar individuals, such as Miss Jiang and A Zheng, are all practicing, while others are not familiar with each other. This mirror is arrogant by nature and generally does not talk to them, and it is even more impossible to easily be angry with them.

. I thought about it for a long time, but my face was calm: "It's fine if you have nothing to do, but if you are ill, I advise you to rest well. I've been working hard these days! I'm sure I won't be lazy."

He looked at me suspiciously and said hurriedly: "Practice well!" and then went back without saying a word. Then he never appeared again until I made some breakthroughs in the "knife ring" move. I encountered a bottleneck and no one solved my doubts. I wanted to imagine that old tree to get the scriptures.

He said before teaching me that the mirror that I was taught is not passed down to outsiders, so I must not talk about martial arts with others.

So I could only sit there without moving, and when I was bored, I thought about life while walking. Sometimes I thought about flowers blooming and falling, the moon was full and the moon was waning; I would reach into the air, then snowflakes after snow, watching them slowly turn into water, and then slowly flow to the ground along the gaps of my fingers. There were several times when I realized it at this moment.

, but a few times, it was a flash of inspiration when practicing swordsmanship to break the bottleneck.

In this way, time slipped away little by little. I only practiced this move unknowingly, but I felt surprisingly satisfied in my heart. Sometimes when a person looked up at the sky, he occasionally felt that this move was created for me. Just when I practiced the "Knife Ring" to 10% or 20%, countless scenes had passed.

Maybe it was more than two thousand years, or four or five thousand years have passed, just when I was lying there and I had a rare tranquility, the spiritual energy around me suddenly had a moment of abnormal movement, and then it returned to normal. Just when I felt that the moment was just an illusion, the sky suddenly collapsed and the earth broke, and the spiritual energy was surging in an instant.

It pierced all the creatures in the array like a knife, including me. In that moment, I felt that I was really dead.

(End of this chapter)

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