Moreover, the senior that Shuai Shuaiya is talking about sounds like a hard-working person. Even if he is cut off from his roots and becomes a useless person, he still perseveres in practicing swordsmanship in his mind. This character does not look like Hajime. It should be Chen Nianyun or Xiaolu, right?
Li Mingru touched his chin, thought for a moment and then looked at Handsome Duck:
"Two questions. First of all, since the senior you mentioned worked so hard to build the sword pouch, why didn't Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei show up with the sword pouch? You know how lazy Ah Yi is, pony, Chen Nianyun didn't show up with the sword pouch, but he did Appeared, this does not make sense.
Secondly, Xiaoma, you said that this senior’s sword pouch appeared between his eyebrows, but why was Hajime in his butt? We all thought it was hemorrhoids. "
Two questions were asked. Just as Shuai Shuai Ya was about to speak, Ha Yi, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly raised his hand tremblingly.
He seemed to be enduring severe pain, and his voice was hoarse:
"Master Mingru, I, I eat chicken drumsticks every day, but I actually deduce the Sumi swordsmanship in my mind every day, repeating it from Sword One to Sword Seven, trying to find out the pattern and see if I can deduce Sword Eight. .”
As soon as these words came out, Li Mingru was stunned for a moment, while Ouyang Ruixue on the side nodded repeatedly.
"It's like this. Some seniors don't know. My husband-in-law has always been quite contradictory. He was instructed by his master and swore that he would understand Sumi Kenpachi, but he is lazy and greedy by nature, just like a child. He has no self-control, so he often fantasizes about practicing while eating, and uses his brain and mouth separately. He thinks that in this way, he will not waste any time, satisfy his greed, and live up to his teacher's last wish."
After Ouyang Ruixue's explanation, Li Mingru and others were immediately dumbfounded. Even the handsome duck from far away in Emei hugged his belly and burst into laughter when he saw this scene.
Hajime is indeed strange, but this explanation seems to make sense.
First of all, Hajime's talent in swordsmanship is absolutely unquestionable. Secondly, his laziness and greed are obvious to all. This guy is even greedier than Lin Xiaolu.
In the past, when his master Jian Shang was still alive, he often had strict requirements on him for fear of wasting his talent, so he laid a good foundation for him.
Later, with the death of Jian Shangxian, Ha Yi gradually began to lose control of himself. Especially after becoming the leader of the Dahuang Sword Ancient Sect, no one could control him at all. He lived every day eating, sleeping, and eating. Salted fish life.
Therefore, it is indeed possible for him to fantasize about practicing swordplay while eating chicken legs, forcibly separating the body and mind, a typical lazy person's spirit.
In contrast, although Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei are also more diligent, especially Chen Nianyun, who is as diligent as Lin Xiaolu back then, they mainly practice the spiritual energy in their bodies through regular practice, and can hardly deduce swordsmanship and sword moves in their minds.
The senior who had the sword pouch at that time only dreamed about practicing swordsmanship in his mind when his limbs were disabled and there was really no other way. Therefore, the situation with Hajime was indeed the same to a certain extent, but the two of them One is helpless, the other is simply lazy.
Thinking of this, Shuaishuai Duck figured it out. He glanced at Ha Yi who was lying down, and then became confused again.
The logic makes sense, but why does Hajime's sword pouch happen to be born in his butt? Will it still hurt?
The sword cultivator back then was born between the eyebrows, and there was no record in the book that the sword pouch would hurt.
Regarding this point, Shuai Shuai Ya is puzzled.
In the field, several big bosses frowned and discussed Ha Yi's situation. For a while, they couldn't come up with a result. But at this moment, Ha Yi, who had been lying quietly, suddenly trembled, and then "Hiss~"
A wisp of white smoke leaked from his butt, making everyone stunned.
"This, is this fart?" Shangguan Dabi was confused.
Jiang Taiqing, who was the closest, felt it for a moment, and then his expression changed instantly!
"No, it's sword energy!"
In the room, Jiang Taiqing, who felt the sword energy, immediately took action to seal the white smoke. Everyone else was stunned, and Ha Yi, who was lying on his stomach, looked innocent.
At this moment, outside the cave, the four swordsmen who had been guarding sensed something at the same time, and they all looked at the closed door of the cave in surprise.
"The sword energy emitted by the sect master is so strange."
"This feeling... has never happened before."
"Yeah, it doesn't feel like our Dahuang Sword Ancient Sect's methods. What's going on here, Master?"
The four white-haired old men looked worried. Just when they were hesitating to knock on the door and go in to take a look, an earth-shattering scream suddenly came from inside the door!
"Ahhhh! I can't feel my butt anymore! Please help me, lady!"
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"As the saying goes, good and evil will be rewarded in the end. If you hadn't coveted the deer's body, you wouldn't have come here. If you hadn't come here, you wouldn't be trapped. If you weren't trapped, you wouldn't be with our couple. We have become a happy family of three, so in the final analysis, this is all because you are coveting the deer's body and you can't blame others. Come on, be good and call me mother, okay?"
On the long and narrow straight road, Lin Xiaolu sat with a dull face and empty eyes. The purple old man on his back had completely lost his previous ferocity, only his face was filled with despair.
He looked at the big boss in front of him who was laughing and joking about calling him "mother", and he really wanted to die.
"let me out……"
She made a weak cry for mercy, but Nuwa made a vivid face at her.
Next to him, Fuxi carefully looked at Lin Xiaolu's body. Seeing that the purple old man was getting weaker and weaker, he quietly passed ideas into Lin Xiaolu's mind little by little.
With only residual regrets, he couldn't do anything else, but he wanted to try to wake up Lin Xiaolu and let him fight against Li Er's evil thoughts. Although most of his consciousness has been hidden, the deepest level of consciousness should still be there.
After conveying a thought, he found that Li Er's evil thoughts did not respond. He seemed to be disheartened and no longer focused on controlling Lin Xiaolu. Fuxi suddenly understood and went deep again.
As the situation deepened, it didn't take long for Fuxi to reach the deepest level of Lin Xiaolu's consciousness.
It was a rural field with beautiful scenery. The field was filled with many round winter melons, and many children could be seen playing in the distance.
Fuxi stood on the ridge of a field with piles of dirt, looked around, and fixed his eyes on a group of children who were fighting.
"boom!"
"Wow...Mom, Lin Tianba beat me."
"boom!"
"Ooooooooo, my nose is bleeding, oooh..."
"boom!"
"Ah ah ah, Lin Tianba catches my chick."
As he got closer, Fuxi heard more and more cries, and saw more and more children running past him, crying, until he got closer and saw a boy with blood stains on his face and wearing ragged clothes. The child, and behind the boy, there was a timid little girl, tightly holding the corner of the boy's clothes.
At this moment, the Human Emperor Fuxi and the seven-year-old Lin Xiaolu looked at each other in the countryside, with the blue sky above their heads and spring mud under their feet, moistening everything silently.
