On that day, Lin Xiaolu, as usual, toiled himself until late at night before going back to the small courtyard to rest.
He was very excited. After coming to Emei for a year, he was finally going to go down the mountain to play. This was full of fatal attraction for an active eight-year-old child. It also made him use a little more effort when hunting in the forest and lead the way. We returned with two tigers, a porcupine, and a pangolin.
But he still suppressed his excitement, because the boss said that the road to martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!
So no matter how excited and impetuous he was, he did not relax in his exercise.
Perhaps it was this rare self-discipline, a little bit of mental agility, and a little bit of developed limbs that allowed him to possess abilities that others could hardly imagine at the age of eight.
His current flying knife can accurately hit an apricot within thirty meters.
He has also achieved some success in the mandarin duck step. With a weight of 500 kilograms on his back, he can climb up the tree at a speed not much slower than that of an ape.
All these abilities are due to his extreme self-discipline and hard work.
Of course, there is also the tiger blood, the good fortune to risk one's life and endure it!
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The next day, morning.
Lin Xiaolu said a brief goodbye to Li Miaoxin and Xiao Yu'er, and then followed Li Mingru to Emei Peak while eating apples.
"Crack!"
On the crystal clear Xundao Bridge, the boy bit into the sweet fruit pulp, his mouth and cheeks bulging like a little hamster.
Li Mingru walked in front of him and warned again as he walked:
"Xiaolu, these six flying knives given to you by my master are serious weapons for killing enemies. They should not be taken out for fun at ordinary times. They can only be used when encountering danger. Do you understand?"
Lin Xiaolu nodded seriously when he heard this and said a long "Oh~"
Li Mingru gave him six flying knives. They were not the ten-pound training tools before, but sharp blades that were sharpened like clay. They were all inserted into leather sheaths and placed on the outside of his two thighs.
There are three on the left and three on the right. You can touch them by hanging your hands naturally.
Li Mingru said that these flying knives are much lighter than practice tools, and they are also powerful. They can fly faster and further with the same force.
"Boss, can you give me some other weapons?" Lin Xiaolu held the pulp in his mouth and said vaguely: "I don't like using throwing knives very much."
Li Mingru held the wine gourd and smiled casually: "What weapon do you want?"
"I want a machete." Lin Xiaolu said: "I haven't learned the sword skills of Jinyiwei Ba Dao yet."
Li Mingru glanced at him in surprise when he heard this: "Use a sword? Isn't it good to use a sword? Shouldn't kids your age like swordsmen who are practicing swordsmanship? They are chic, handsome, and upright."
"I don't want a sword." Lin Xiaolu held the big red apple and shook his head:
"Swords are not domineering at all. The storyteller said that only girls use swords. Real men, when they go out to hang out, they just want to cut people. To cut people, you have to use a knife to cut them. I want to be a Hengdao Lima, Ruyi The swordsman with a grudge!
After all, having a sharp knife in hand is the romance that belongs to a real man! "
Li Mingru looked at his arrogant and retarded look, tried hard to hold back his smile, and then asked curiously: "You always say that this storyteller says this and that, who is he?"
"He is Old Man Zhang from our village."
"Oh, then who is this old man?"
"Old man Zhang is the storyteller of our village."
Li Mingru:......
He didn't ask any more questions. He probably couldn't find out the reason. He probably didn't even know the storyteller's name.
He said helplessly: "Well, since you like knives, I will promise you that you will not be naughty when you go down the mountain this time. When the time comes, I will go find you a treasured blade, but you can only protect yourself and not deceive others." "
"Really!" Lin Xiaolu's eyes lit up and he looked at Li Mingru in surprise and said excitedly: "Boss, let's keep our word. Find me a good knife, the kind that can cut down immortal cultivators. I promise to listen to you in the future. .”
Can you kill immortal cultivators?
Li Mingru looked embarrassed, then nodded bravely.
The words have been spoken, and it would be a bit embarrassing to take them back now.
It's just that his disciple has no spiritual power in his body, so naturally he can't activate the magic weapon. The weapons given to him are destined to be ordinary blades.
But what kind of mortal blade can break through the body-protecting aura and magic weapon of a cultivator?
Tsk tsk, it’s not easy to handle. Li Mingru, who felt that he was exaggerating, had a headache. After thinking for a while and having no clue, he decided to look back and take Lin Xiaolu up to Emei Peak first.
At this moment, outside the Qingluan Hall on the top of Emei Peak, Ye Qingluan, wearing a long white dress, was lying on a couch at the entrance of the hall, with his legs folded on top of each other, rocking and gnawing on a cantaloupe.
In front of her, there were several people standing respectfully.
Tang Xin, a great disciple of Tongyao lineage.
Chen Nianyun, a disciple of the Spirit Sword lineage, has master Fang Wuxiu.
Yu Chuchu, a disciple of Yaoyuan lineage, and Sun Tangliang, his master.
Dongfang Dan, a disciple of the Jiuying lineage, has his master Zhao Xuanyi.
They had just arrived. The three old men from the branch lineage and the junior Tang Xin were chatting casually. However, the three young disciples Chen Nianyun, Yu Chuchu, and Dongfang Dan naturally did not dare to say anything. They all stood obediently and honestly. Do not move.
Soon, Li Mingru appeared slowly with Lin Xiaolu. As soon as Lin Xiaolu saw them, he immediately shouted happily: "Rakshasa hag, little egg!"
The shout was loud and attracted everyone's attention for a while.
Dongfang Dan was also excited and happy after seeing Lin Xiaolu, but his master was still there, so he could only wink at Lin Xiaolu and did not dare to come forward to pay him respects.
Tang Xin didn't have any worries. She stepped forward to salute Li Mingru and then looked at Lin Xiaolu with a smile and pinched his little face.
"I didn't expect that you, a little troublemaker, would go with my senior sister to recruit disciples. It's interesting. You must listen to my senior sister's words along the way. Do you understand?"
Lin Xiaolu's cheek was pinched by her jade fingers, with an unconvinced look on his face, and he snorted disdainfully: "If you don't obey me, I'll see how you behave."
When Tang Xin heard this, she immediately felt dumbfounded, but she was not a soft-spoken character like Li Miaoxin. Seeing Lin Xiaolu being naughty, she immediately narrowed her cute big eyes and threatened:
"Look at my performance? If you don't obey then, senior sister, I will hang you up and flick your little guy~"
Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then his cheeks puffed up and he glared at Tang Xin, looking like he was about to explode with anger.
"Hey, hey, Li Mingru, you are too slow!"
Ye Qingluan was eating cantaloupe on the couch, mumbling and urging: "You are the slowest every time. Are you drunk again?"
Li Mingru smiled apologetically at Ye Qingluan, and then patted Lin Xiaolu's head.
"Hurry and meet the leader."
"Oh." Lin Xiaolu looked serious and politely stepped forward and said respectfully: "Disciple, Lin Xiaolu, the leader of the Renren Gang and Emei Supreme, pays homage to the leader sister!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was startled.
Ye Qingluan even laughed out loud, lying on the sofa and staring at his legs with laughter.
The three elders Zhao Xuanyi, Fang Wuxiu, and Sun Tangliang on the side looked at Lin Xiaolu and frowned, secretly scolding the master and apprentice for having the same virtue.
Fortunately, Ye Qingluan was not angry. After laughing a few times, he found it interesting and winked cutely at Lin Xiaolu.
In the field, 11-year-old Chen Nianyun and 9-year-old Yu Chuchu also glanced at Lin Xiaolu a few times. Chen Nianyun had no expression and was serious, looking like a young adult. Yu Chuchu's eyes were slightly cold and he hummed softly. For a moment.
Seeing that everyone was here, Ye Qingluan smiled at Tang Xin and said, "Girl Tang, these four little guys will be left to you. You have to take good care of them along the way."
"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely take good care of these junior brothers and sisters." Tang Xin responded.
Ye Qingluan then smiled at Lin Xiaolu and the other children: "Letting you go this time is a recognition of you by me and the elders. I hope you will behave well and listen to Senior Sister Tang's words. Don't be naughty. do you know?"
"I know." The four children responded together.
Ye Qingluan nodded with satisfaction. She didn't have much to say. This was not the first time that Tang Xin went to recruit disciples on behalf of Emei. She had rich experience and had nothing to worry about.
She got down from the lounge chair, patted the cantaloupe residue on her hand, then raised her little hand, and a green light suddenly bloomed in her hand, and a delicate and flawless jadeite Ruyi bloomed in her palm.
