Fairy Winner

　　　　 Zhou Shu took the Jiyu Jianjue and bowed to salute.

Choosing this sword technique, he has his own considerations. It is the first time to formally learn swords. It is not suitable to challenge the difficult and step by step. Moreover, the main attack of the rain sword technique is quite similar to the broken jade sword technique. Maybe What can be learned from it.

　　 After a short while, the sword tactics are distributed.

　　 Basically, the disciples chose the Jiyu Sword Technique and the Body Protection Sword Technique, and there were only two candidates for the sword technique.

　　 "Very good, you first study here for an hour, and then there will be inner sect brothers to practice and teach, so concentrate on!"

　　 Fang Shoushan sent out his sword arts, and then went out.

　　 Many disciples sat cross-legged on the ground, holding their swordsmanship and looked serious.

　　 Immediately, a few disciples came in to distribute long swords. These long swords were all non-advanced magic weapons. They were made of free willow wood. The only useful point was that they could transmit spiritual power, which was better than ordinary long swords.

　　 A long time passed quickly.

　　 Zhou Shu rushed to Lingquan with a wooden barrel, thinking about the sword technique he learned today.

Most of his time is spent on deductions and calculations. Sword tactics are obviously much more complicated than ordinary tactics. It is necessary to mobilize the whole body's spiritual power to cooperate with the sword tactics. The qi veins passed through are also several times more than those of ordinary tactics. It is only a small part of the performance, and even the first style cannot be fully performed.

　　 will all be deduced and formally practiced, I am afraid it will take a long time.

　　 And there are other problems. When the inner disciple was teaching Jiyu Sword Art, he followed it. The result was not very good, not because of the sword art, but spiritual power. The Rainstorm Sword Art requires an instantaneous burst of spiritual power, and requires a lot of spiritual power accumulation. The more spiritual power accumulated, can it burst out with rain-like power. With his current sea of ​​anger, even the second formula could not be fully displayed.

　　 "There are 13 types of Jiyu Sword Art. I want to use all of them. It's almost impossible. I can't even use them completely, let alone comprehend the meaning of the sword."

　　 He sighed secretly, a little bit angrily, "There are many problems, take it slow."

　　 The first time I learned swordsmanship, I encountered a lot of troubles, but this wouldn't hit him, he wouldn't give up.

　　 Next to Lingquan, Zhou Shu saw the inner disciple who was practicing sword again.

　　 His clothes are covered with water stains, and he has obviously fallen into Lingquan once. His movements are still awkward, but his expression is serious.

　　 Zhou Shu shook his head, and fetched water for himself.

　　 The disciple saw Zhou Shu and quickly walked over, "Brother, you didn't tell others about seeing me, did you?"

　　 Zhou Shu glanced at him, "I don't even know you, how to tell others, you just practice yours."

　　 "Hmm."

　　 The disciple nodded in satisfaction, and whispered, "I found this good place with great difficulty. Other senior sisters and masters would not come over. If they knew about it, I would have no place to practice swords."

Zhou Shu couldn't help shook his head. Here are the spiritual fields planted by the outer disciples. Where can inner disciples come over, and he is a Qinghe Peak inner disciple who doesn't learn his alchemy, and runs to practice nothing. His own swordsmanship is also speechless.

　　 But among the cultivators, there are many people with weird temperaments, and there is nothing to care about.

"gone."

　　 Zhou Shu nodded to him, turned and left.

　　 "Brother, goodbye!" The disciple politely saluted, and began to practice his sword again.

　　 For a few days, Zhou Shu could see that disciple almost every day, not to mention his hard work, his posture became increasingly strange.

　　 "I said, it's wrong for you to practice like this."

　　 Zhou Shu couldn't help but couldn't help but speak.

　　 The disciple said "Oh", and walked over dejectedly, "Brother, how can I practice?"

　　 Zhou Shu shook his head, "You should find this sword technique and practice according to it."

　　 "But I don't have a sword art, and no one teaches it."

　　 There was a lot of aggrieved face on his face, "Master only allows me to read the Danfang and Hua Ting Nei Jade Scriptures. As long as I look at other things, he will hit me..."

　　 Zhou Shu glanced at him thoughtfully.

　　 In the past few days, Zhou Shu has performed all the first three forms of the Jiyu Sword Art, but the third form cannot be practiced due to lack of spiritual power, and it is a little itchy.

　　 Zhou Shu said slowly, "I will teach you a little, only a little."

　　 "Good, good! Great!"

　　 The disciple was a little gaffe, ran over in a hurry, grabbed Zhou Shu's barrel and shook it, "Brother teach me."

　　 Zhou Shu was stunned, this was too hungry and thirsty. The guy in front of him had no less love for the sword than Li Aojian, but he was from Qinghe Peak, which was really weird.

　　 "First of all, you can't use branches."

　　 Zhou Shu handed him the wooden sword, "Use this."

　　 "Thank you brother!"

　　 The disciple took the wooden sword and stared at it for a long time, but couldn't bear to let it go.

　　 "Poor, this is just a wooden sword, are you really an inner disciple..." Zhou Shu was a little speechless.

　　 Zhou Shu taught him a bit of the sword tactic he deduced according to his own ideas. It is only the third style, which is the wind and rain.

　　 The disciple thought for a while, then immediately picked up the wooden sword and waved it with a sharp look, which was quite imposing.

　　 "That's it, no more. Just practice again. Put down the wooden sword when you leave. I will come to fetch water later."

　　 Zhou Shu stopped and watched for a while, combined with the sword tactics deduced in the sea of ​​knowledge, quite enlightened, and then picked up the wooden barrel and left.

　　 And the disciple was immersed in the sword art, and seemed to have not heard Zhou Shu's words.

When Zhou Shu came again, the disciple had already left. The wooden sword was placed upright on the edge of Lingquan, with a neat row of small characters carved into the soil on the edge, "Thank you, brother, for teaching me. I will come tomorrow. Please brother again. Borrow the sword, Lu Qiliu."

　　Lu Qi, a weird name, just like a person.

　　 Zhou Shu shook his head, put away the wooden sword, and continued to plow the fields.

　　 After several days, Zhou Shu and Lu Qi gradually became familiar with each other.

Like most people, the young Lu Qi came to the Heyin Sect with the dream of becoming a swordsman and sword immortal, but after a aptitude check, he was considered a rare alchemy wizard in a century and was forcibly accepted into the Qinghe Peak. .

　　His ambition is to cultivate swordsmanship, but the master of Qinghefeng only allows him to read the jade scriptures and prescriptions in Hua Ting every day, and he doesn't let him touch anything else~www.ltnovel.com~ He can only practice alchemy.

　　 Occasionally, I feel itching, and when I talk about sword repair, I will be beaten and scolded by the master and severely scolded.

　　 But Lu Qi hasn't changed his mind, instead he has more rebellious psychology.

　　Recently, his master didn't have time to take care of him. He sneaked down here to practice swords. He couldn't practice swords at Qinghe Peak. Even if he made random gestures with branches, he would be blamed by those senior sisters who were not doing business.

　　 "Brother, just teach me another style."

　　 Lu Qi grabbed Zhou Shu's barrel, begging non-stop.

　　 There are female cultivators everywhere in Qinghe Peak. He is so young that he blushes when he speaks. He can't speak a few words with anyone. After meeting Zhou Shu, he is quite similar and talks more.

　　 Zhou Shu only shook his head, "No, if you teach you again, you will really become an unsuccessful job. You are a pill-making wizard, why don't you concentrate on alchemy? Your future achievements may not be worse than sword cultivation."

　　 Lu Qi stubbornly shook his head, "As for the alchemy wizard, it is better to repair the sword. I like swords but don't like medicinal materials."

　　 Zhou Shu was quite indifferent, "Qualification for cultivation is very important. Your aptitude determines the future, and your personal thoughts sometimes hinder your growth."

Now that he knew that Lu Qi was a pill-making wizard, Zhou Shu would not teach him Sword Jue again. That would be really not good, even if he wanted to use Lu Qi to experiment with his own sword Jue-Lu Qi's Sword Jue could be considered as a sword jue. With talent, with a little guidance, Lu Qi can clearly use the sword art he can't use. He can understand from the side and help a lot.

　　 Moreover, Lu Qi’s master believed that Lu Qi was a pill-making genius, but he went to teach Lu Qi Jianjue. When Lu Qi’s master blamed it, he could not afford the responsibility.

　　 Lu Qi stood up, with a frustrated expression, "Brother, I see..."

　　 He put down the wooden sword and left slowly.