Li Muchan was speechless and put the bun on the ground without saying anything. Then he took out the "Great Summer Dragon Bird" and walked aside to practice on his own.
The tall weeds on all sides and the collapsed ruins seemed to cut off everything outside.
The young man in black was not polite. He grabbed the bun and wolfed it down, saying vaguely: "You are half an hour later than usual."
Li Muchan held the knife in his hand. The knife was not unsheathed. He just held it up and said softly: "Something happened and I was delayed."
The two have known each other for two months. Li Muchan first arrived in Jinling at that time. After settling everything, he wanted to find a secluded and uninhabited place to practice swordsmanship. However, he changed several places in a row and was not satisfied, so he finally just dived in. I didn't want to see a young man waving a bamboo stick in the snow as soon as I entered this deserted ruin.
At first, he thought that the other person was just a playful child who had some patience. He estimated that he would leave soon, so he came back the next day, not expecting that this person would still be there a few days later. Then came the third day, the fourth day, and the fifth day at the same time. Li Muchan came here every day. He was surprised to find that the young man was unshakable and had been practicing swordsmanship here regardless of rain or shine.
So, how can we not be uninterested?
Out of curiosity, Li Muchan came over early one day, one step ahead of the other party.
Unexpectedly, the young man was like him. When he saw someone here, he came several times in a row, but found that Li Muchan had no intention of leaving at all, so he came earlier the next day.
After going back and forth like this, the two of them started to compete for victory. Today you are earlier than me, and tomorrow I will be earlier than you. After fighting and fighting, I managed to stay up from early morning to midnight, even though the heavy snow was falling, I didn’t flinch.
Li Muchan simply carried the quilt and mattress over, not expecting that the young man thought the same thing as him. In the middle of the night, the two of them looked at each other in silence in the ancestral hall, staring blankly at each other all night, neither of them willing to admit defeat, and in the end... each practiced his own thing.
However, what surprised Li Muchan the most was when the other party said his name was Yan Shisan.
There was once a master named "Yan Qi" and a master named "Yan Wu" in this world. Both of them were masters of swordsmanship and became famous for a while, but they both died in the end. The young man said that he felt he was more powerful than the two of them combined, so he called him "Yan Shisan".
Just like that, for more than two months, one was practicing swordsmanship at one end, and the other was practicing swordsmanship at the other end, without disturbing each other. When the practice was boring, the young man would often ask him to break down the moves, and he gradually became familiar with them.
In fact, he was said to be a teenager, but Young Master Yan Shisan said he was seventeen or eighteen years old, but he looked thin and his body bones looked much thinner than those of his peers.
Different from the past, Yan Shisan was eating steamed buns and still trying to figure out some obscure aspects of swordsmanship, but when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Li Muchan's sword moves, his eyes immediately lit up. Although he knew that watching others practice martial arts was taboo in the world, as soon as he looked away, he couldn't bear the thoughts that were about to move and couldn't help but look back.
After looking at it for a while, his little face tightened and he whispered: "Your sword moves are getting weirder and weirder. Why do they look like a very advanced sword technique? Do you use sword moves with swords?"
The blade of this ring-shou sword is long and narrow. It looks like a sword but not a sword. It is obviously a sword, but at this time, the sword moves are not sluggish at all. Instead, it adds a bit of unpredictability and treacherousness. The sword technique is ruthless and domineering, and the sword style that should be majestic actually has the tendency to become evil.
"You are too greedy." Yan Shisan frowned, looked at the bamboo stick in his hand that he refused to put down while eating, and said flatly, "Whether it's a sword or a sword, your heart is not sincere."
This person actually wanted to combine sword moves and sword styles in one hand and into one weapon.
Li Muchan was unmoved, with a gentle expression on his face, and the long sword in his hand moved with the situation: "Sincerely? Haha, why are you holding the sword?"
Yan Shisan said solemnly: "Of course it is for the peak of martial arts."
Li Muchan asked with a smile: "What is the peak?"
Yan Shisan's eyes flickered, as if he already had the answer to this question: "I don't know. But there are rumors in the world that Shangguan Jinhong once reached the supreme state of 'no ring on the hand, but a ring on the heart'... Maybe, that's it. The peak, so I also want to stand in the same position as him and take a look."
Li Muchan paused: "So, whether you are sincere or not does not depend on the weapon in your hand, but on your heart. No matter how sharp the sword is, it is nothing more than a dead thing, so why should you be sincere? I only need to be sincere to myself."
Yan Shisan frowned deeper, swallowed the bun in his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Then I'm afraid you will never be able to achieve the state of 'human and machine integration' in your lifetime."
Li Muchan faced the wind and rain, with his robe sleeves flying, and said with a smile: "You are wrong, I have never thought about being in harmony with such a dead creature. At best, I just want to control it. You must know that the weapon in hand is Use people to control weapons, not weapons to control people, or humans and weapons to control each other; I only want it to obey me, and it will always be my foil. It must be noted that the invincible is always the person, not the weapon; if I am invincible, it It's naturally invincible, and if I don't use it, it's just a pretty fire stick."
After hearing these words, Yan Shisan couldn't help but change his expression: "You are too conceited, and... too extreme!"
Li Muchan was silent for a while, and said softly and solemnly: "This is not arrogance, because I only believe in myself. Even the weapons in my hands are not worthy of my trust."
In the past, Yan Shisan only thought that Li Muchan had a gentle demeanor and a kind temperament. He only thought that his thoughts would be softer, but he did not expect to be so decisive and leave no room for room.
Dedicate everything you have to yourself, and you will either make great progress all the way, or you will be shattered into pieces, and you will never recover, living or dying.
"I heard that there is a kid younger than me in the 'Sword Villa' under Cuiyun Peak. The first time he held a sword, he became one with the sword." Yan Shisan suddenly changed the subject, "It's really like this in the world. Someone?"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, the news about "Xie Xiaofeng" had already spread. He smiled and said: "Well, there probably is. In fact, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but so what? I will only hope to pass him. I believe this taste will be unforgettable for a lifetime.”
Yan Shisan was silent after listening.
"Excalibur Villa!"
Li Muchan gradually stopped smiling and murmured suddenly. His right hand holding the knife suddenly loosened his grip, but he saw the long knife whirling rapidly in the air. His right hand immediately turned into a sword finger. He touched the handle of the knife and drew it outward. He suddenly saw it in the wind and rain. A flash of green rainbow lit up.
Yan Shisan's entranced look suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank sharply.
He saw green light suddenly flowing in front of him, like a sudden appearance, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the rain curtain seemed to have turned into a curtain that had been cut by someone. The rain silk, which was originally silk, actually fell into pieces at this moment, cut off silently in the air, and appeared. There were several clear long and narrow cuts.
Then the wind and rain came together again, and the cuts disappeared, just like a dream.
What a fast knife! ! ! !
Yan Shisan was in a state of shock. In the past, the two of them only competed with each other with moves. You came and I went back and forth, making mistakes when encountering a move. They also had wild and unconstrained ideas. They came as they pleased. He made a sword move, and Li Muchan made a sword move. Move, click till then.
But in my impression, this person has never shown such skill before. I didn't expect that he would be so extraordinary today. I think he had acquired a profound swordsmanship and it was just a whim.
"beep!"
Suddenly, Qinghong flew over like lightning and plunged into the wooden pillar.
Li Muchan hurriedly chased after her, and said with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold it for a moment and my hand slipped. It seems that I still haven't mastered my skills."
Yan Shisan suddenly noticed Li Muchan's hands, and saw that in addition to the calluses on the right hand holding the sword, his pale palms also had a thick layer of calluses at some point.
For a moment, his pupils first shrank and then expanded. He still remembered that when the two first met two months ago, Li Muchan's fleshy palms were still smooth, but now, unconsciously and quietly, this change has occurred.
Needless to say, this person must have secretly performed some kind of unimaginable hard training. The flesh cocoon has been polished until it is crystal clear, and it has obviously fallen off more than once.
"We've known each other for so long, and you haven't said your name yet?" Yan Shisan suddenly asked seriously.
Li Muchan said warmly: "Li Muchan."
At this point, the two of them had already moved away, one was practicing the sword, the other was practicing the sword, and the process was repeated as usual.
Time passed little by little, and it was evening again in a blink of an eye.
Yan Shisan had already left, leaving only Li Muchan who was still working tirelessly in the light rain, practicing his sword skills again and again.
until.
"call out!"
In the dark wind and rain, I heard a sharp and rapid sound breaking through the air in the distance, rising straight into the sky, and then bursting out into a ball of green sparks.
Li Muchan stopped the knife in his hand and looked up in surprise.
"Demon Cult!"
