Chapter 112 Collection
Shi Zelan muttered: "Master, I am not a playful person."
Shi Xiaoliu looked at their master and apprentice with envy, he did not dare to stand in front of his master Such casual talk.
Master Shanzheng looked at her: "You are a bit playful at your age, so I won't restrain you too much."
Shi Zelan narrowed his eyes with a smile, Master Shanzheng looked at her The smile in her heart became happy as her mood became brighter. Sure enough, the more she raised her child, the more reluctant she would be to wrong her.
They stopped at the top of the waterfall peak. Shan Zhengzhen took a breath and followed Shi Xiaoliu and Shi Zelan to the waterfall on the mountain.
Shi Xiaoliu rushed into the waterfall to practice his sword, while Shi Zelan was practicing the Evergreen Technique on the side.
Master Shan Zheng took out the tea set and sat on a big stone to make tea and drink it.
Shi Xiaoliu waved his sword over and over again without any distractions. Master Shanzheng looked up at him from time to time, and then went to observe Shi Zelan on the side.
At this time, Shi Zelan was finally practicing the Evergreen Technique smoothly. She listened to the sound of the waterfall and went through the technique again with her eyes closed.
Master Shanzheng looked proud after seeing this. Most people who knew about it thought that even if Shi Zelan had the opportunity to practice, her path would be very short and narrow.
Only Fengyuan Zhenjun and his disciples did not admit this evil, and their masters and disciples were very confident in Shi Zelan.
In the past few years, Shi Zelan has indeed never let them down. Even when her cultivation was particularly difficult, she never flinched.
After Shi Zelan stopped her moves, she walked to Master Shanzheng and said, "Master, do you think Xiaoliu's swordsmanship has improved a lot?"
Master Shanzheng nodded: "He wants to If you continue to practice swordsmanship like this, you should be able to develop your swordsmanship.”
Shi Zelan laughed after hearing this and said: "Master, when he comes up in a while, I will go and practice my sword."
Before noon, Shi Xiaoliu sheathed his sword, and Shi Zelan rushed directly into Manmian Practice swordsmanship.
After watching for a while, he said to Master Shanzheng: "Uncle Master, I think Sister Lan's swordsmanship is better than mine."
Master Shanzheng said with a smile: "You She has only been practicing swordplay for a few days now. She has been practicing swordplay for many years."
Shi Xiaoliu understood the meaning of Shan Zhengzhen's words and said happily: "Uncle Master, you said I can practice swordsmanship now. Can’t practice the sword spirit?”
"Yes, hard work pays off, and now you have the shadow of sword intention."
"Uncle Master, I heard Aunt Bachun say that Sister Lan only practiced swordsmanship for a few days, and she She has a little bit of sword intention."
"Well, I heard her uncle praise her when I came back."
"When can Sister Lan develop a solid sword intention? "
"Wait, maybe it will take a long time, maybe she will realize the true meaning of the sword in the blink of an eye."
Shi Xiaoliu thought about it and it was the same thing. People who practiced cultivation should not be too impatient sometimes, otherwise they would easily go crazy if they were not careful.
At Shen Shi, Shi Zelan sheathed his sword and happily said to Master Shanzheng and Shi Xiaoliu: "Master, Xiaoliu, I practiced swordplay very happily this time."
Shi Xiaoliu looked at her: "You said similar things last time."
Shi Zelan smiled and nodded: "Yes, as long as I practice swordsmanship, I will be in a good mood."
< br>"Didn't you tell me last time that you really like drawing talisman, and you are particularly focused when you draw talisman."
"Master, it's true. I really learned one thing, loved it and drilled it."
They returned to their residence. Shi Xiaoliu and Shi Zelan sat on the roof again. Shanzheng Zhenren got up and went up to the roof, taking out his flute. It blew up.
At dusk, the clear sound of the flute is very intoxicating.
The sky was getting dark, Master Shanzheng put away his flute, and with a flick of his hand, a pair of red lanterns under his eaves lit up.
Shi Zelan said to Master Shanzheng, "Master, I want to play the suona." Master Shanzheng took out an object from his sleeve and threw it to Shi Zelan: "You are not allowed to blow it before I enter the room."
Shi Zelan's face was full of joy after receiving the suona: "Thank you, Master, do you have another suona?"
After hearing Shi Zelan's words, Shi Xiaoliu also looked at Master Shanzheng and saw him extending his hand. Putting it into his sleeve, Shi Xiaoliu's eyes were full of joy.
After Master Shanzheng threw a suona to Shi Xiaoliu, he said happily: "When I bought these things, everyone said that I bought too much.
Fortunately, I could buy them. After giving away some over the years, there are only three suonas left.”
"Master, how many suonas did you buy at one time?"
Shi Zelan couldn't help but asked curiously, and she even stretched out her hand to compare a number.
Master Shanzheng smiled and said: "I bought thirty suonas at one time."
Shi Zelan looked at him with admiration in his eyes: "Master, did you buy the store's inventory for one year? ?”
Master Shanzheng held out two fingers: “The stocks of the two stores”
"Ha, ha, ha."
Shi Zelan laughed loudly, and Shi Xiaoliu covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to laugh out loud.
“I was young at that time, and I thought it was not easy to go out, so I always had to bring some gifts back to the sect.
As a result, two or three years later, I learned that Master’s suona could be used as a Dharma The suona I gave is placed in the main hall. Master cherishes it very much."
After thinking about it carefully, Shi Zelan said to Master Shanzheng: "Master, I didn't see the suona in the main hall. Did the master put it there? Hidden things?”
"No.
Things in the mortal world have been preserved for a hundred years, but they still cannot withstand the polishing of time. Bit by bit, they are worn away bit by bit. Seeing that the suona only has its intact bracket left.
Your master After asking for my opinion, the thing finally melted into a sword."
When he said this, he looked at Shi Zelan's sleeves, and she also raised her sleeves to smell them. Got the taste.
“Master, my clothes don’t stink.”
"I didn't talk about your clothes. I was talking to you about the sword."
Shi Zelan looked at him in surprise. After a breath, Shi Zelan said to Master Shanzheng: "Master, I listened to Master in the lecture hall. There are many famous swords, but right now I only remember the Kunlun Sword.
Master, the best sword I have ever seen is the sword given to me by my ancestor. Do you want to see my sword?"
Master Shanzheng shook his head: "The loud sound you make when swinging your sword may have something to do with the suona."
Shi Zelan took out the sword given by Master Fengyuan and held it in front of Master Shanzheng: "Master , you can touch the sword and feel if there are any traces of Suona’s presence.”
Master Shan Zheng took the sword. After closing his eyes and feeling it for a while, he opened his eyes and returned the sword to Shi Zelan: "This sword has no connection with me." The ancestor gave the sword to the disciple, and the master will observe it carefully."
"Pfft, stop talking. If you keep talking, I will become a really petty person.
Wait until we come back. When you were in the sect, your uncle had not yet accepted a direct disciple. You can tell them your wish for a junior disciple."
"Master, do you still want to accept a smart direct disciple? ”
"In the past few decades, I have been busy teaching you, and I have to improve my cultivation. I don't have the energy to accept another disciple."
(End of this chapter)