Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

In the ruins of the ancient temple, Xiao Chen took his own drink and did not know what he was thinking.

Liu Ruyue’s face is also not good-looking, and her heart is still angry with Xiao Chen’s anger. He is obviously ignorant and still lie to her.

The two men turned their backs to each other, without saying a word, and the atmosphere was quiet.

Hey!

In the ruins, Lu Benwei stepped on the debris and appeared in front of the two.

Liu Ruyue fluttered gently and came to Lu Benwei’s side and asked: “How is the injury of the brothers?”

"No problem, but some old problems, the sisters need not worry."

Liu Ruyue nodded slightly and left, not willing to stay.

Xiao Chen got up and walked to Lu Benwei. Somewhat said: "Sorry, brother Lu, I was impulsive beforehand."

It has always been this, wrong is wrong, right is right.

Before I was too persistent, I was impulsive, and I was vomiting blood to my predecessors. I couldn’t say the past anyway.

Think about it, I was in the ice fire wasteland, if not because of the edge will comprehend all things together.

It may be that the mouth of the puppies has been buried for a long time. With this kind of favor, it is still impossible to show off the skills in front of the ancestors.

Lu Benwei took a picture of Xiao Chen’s shoulder: "Come with me, I will tell you a story."

Hey!

Xiao Chen followed Lu Benwei, tapped on his toes, and took off all the way to a cliff, sitting and watching the clouds.

Here, the clouds are like fog and smashing, and the blink of an eye is the boundless sea of ​​fog.

The cliffs are on the sea, people sitting on the edge of the cliff, like in the sky, but also like the seaside, wonderful.

Lu Benwei took out a jug of wine and said: "In the past, there was a man who was in a family of swordsmen who had been inherited for thousands of years. His father and his grandfather, all of his ancestors were swordsmen. When he was three years old, he showed his talent and carried With the expectation of the family, no one knows that he really loves the knife. At the age of twelve, he was forced to leave the house in order to practice his knife. It turns out that his choice is not wrong."

"He is handsome and handsome, but he is a enchanting, but his knife talent is more enchanting. He is called a knives. If he is less than a hundred years old, he will become an emperor. The knife is unique. Many old predecessors have different opinions on the knife. He believes that he will definitely be a peerless knife, and his future is infinite."

"But he is a little left from home, obsessed with knife surgery, but he does not learn at all. The character is always like a 12-year-old child. He is proud and stubborn in his heart. He likes to listen to people and is not stimulated by the outside world. The achievement of the emperor is still a glass girl heart."

"This is actually nothing. Most of the knives and predecessors like him very much. Many knives are not praising him..."

Xiao Chen listened at the side, already knowing that Lu Benwei was talking about the enchanting knife.

This evening, even from the swordsman family...

Since ancient times, there have been swords and swords, although there is no distinction between the two. People who can learn martial arts, compete for strength, always strive to compete.

The swordsman family is still a family of swordsmen who have been inherited for thousands of years. It is obviously very important for the sword.

If it is not attached to the kendo, love the kendo, there is no sword-oriented atmosphere, a kendo family can not inherit more than 10,000 years.

In such a family respected by swords, a sudden emergence of a child to learn a knife is a big mistake.

It is conceivable what kind of ridicule and martyrdom will be encountered.

Therefore, at the age of twelve, he left home and left a family of kendo who passed down for thousands of years.

But behind, it seems that something has changed.

Lu Benwei paused for a long time before he went on to say: "With his pride and stubbornness, and the glass heart, there was nothing. But after he became an emperor, he returned to his home and thought about the achievements he had made. You can also prove yourself in front of your father and family."

Xiao Chen’s heart is dark and normal. Anyone in his heart has a heart that wants to prove himself. At first, you didn't want me to practice a knife. It was difficult for me to laugh at me. Now I am back with a glory.

"But...he met, the martial arts genius who had never met in the family for a long time, and his blood relationship was his cousin. In the case of repairing it was not as good as him, he broke his knife in a three-foot sword. The family elders, the father's grandfather's face, lost."

Xiao Chen heard a glimpse of it, but just thinking about it, he knew how old the night was.

Originally thinking about coming back to prove that I was right, I did not expect to come down and prove that I was wrong. It was also a person who was weaker than himself, and broke the knife in his hand. It was a fatal humiliation for the eve of the desire to be holy.

I can imagine that the people who looked at him at that time must have sneer and disdain.

"There is no need to feel embarrassed, diligent and hardworking, and he will kill it again in the day."

Xiao Chen heard this and whispered that the words were full of pride and perseverance.

"Yes, that person is thinking like you. The frustration at the moment is nothing. But at this time, one thing happened. There was a strange man with a knife suddenly in the world. He didn't know where it came from. Then it suddenly appeared, with a magical knife, appeared in the Central World. Soon as the comet rises, it is a stormy wave in the knife. This is a more talented younger than his master, his knife The technique is too dazzling, it’s amazing..."

When I mentioned this person, Lu Benwei’s eyes flashed a sorrow, and he did not use the name of the singer to express his answer.

"This strange geek is higher than the teacher's talent. It is passed to the teacher's ear. The teacher is naturally dissatisfied. It is easy for him to fight. After a hundred strokes, he will lose. After that, he will fight nine times. Desperate. For the last time, the Master has achieved a virtual **** and wants to fight again. As a result, the knife has not been defeated."

Lu Benwei said: "Later, everyone knows that the man came out from the exile. He claimed to be the emperor, and there was always a smile on his face that could melt the ice and snow. He was also known as the Spring Snow Knife. You know this. What is the strength of people?"

"Now the ranking of the strong knife is not to count this person. My master is the first person in name. It doesn't make sense. On the road of the knife, this person has gone too far..."

Pan Huang!

Xiao Chen’s heart was shocked. He did not expect to hear the legend of Pan Huang in Lu Benwei’s mouth. He wanted to say that he and the Emperor were from the same place of exile.

I thought about it, but I still didn’t say it.

"This spring snow knife, the strike against the master is greater than his cousin. After the defeat, after defeat, did not return to the family's mind again..."

Xiao Chen Qidao said: "Who is his cousin?"

Lu Benwei smiled and said: "He can't be a younger brother. Today, the first person in Kendo, Su Hanshan, the Yanwu Dynasty, the Su family, is also a transcendental family known as the sword."

Xiao Chen heard the words, silent, thinking about the seniors. Really helpless, born conceited, the two biggest enemies encountered, one is the first person of the knife, the first is the first person of Kendo.

No wonder the face is so old, sullen and temperamental.

"So, you don't really have to apologize like the master. Master is this strange temper. You don't mind. It seems that a lot of age is actually a glass girl's heart. I don't want to admit that your talent is stronger than him. But I can't help but cherish your talents, can't bear to bury your talents, and let me send you a picture of the inheritance. He is a very contradictory and tangled person..."

Xiao Chen heard the words, suddenly a bit stunned, everything was finally understood.

After staying for a long time, Xiao Chen smiled and said: "I knew this before... If I lost to the statue of my predecessor, I was afraid that I didn't have to give birth to so many things."

Lu Benwei smiled and said: "It is really possible."

"What should we do now?"

"I will find you a place to live first. These days, as the sisters and I practice together, it’s good to not care too much about the mentoring. According to the temper of the teacher, I will definitely not accept you again, but you If he doesn't leave, he will not catch you."

Lu Benwei said this, what he remembered, Shen Sheng said: "Right, before I leave, I hear the teacher speak to myself. It may be helpful to your question. Why does a drop of water shatter the sky? Because there is no The meaning of respect, there is the possibility of shattering the Scorpio; there is an unyielding heart, you can endure the loneliness of the universe, you can create the opportunity to shatter the Scorpio; there must be a constant initial heart, a drop of water, can also be turned into endless heaven..."

Xiao Chen’s eyes were bright, and he only felt that he was suddenly open. The second picture was a lot of fog and a little spread.

After listening to it, Xiao Chen said a few words in his heart, quickly took out the picture and carefully watched it.

Unconsciously, the whole mind is immersed in the picture, forgetting.

Lu Benwei was on the side, drinking quietly, without bothering. There are some envious words in my heart. It is no wonder that the master can't bear to bury his talents. In the past, I saw this second painting for more than ten years, only to understand a little fur, and almost didn't get myself into it.

Since then, the master has broken the mind that allowed me to continue to learn the inheritance of the knives, which is harmful...

But Xiao Chen now, the Master is only a few words, it seems to be new, has been all understood.