The next day, when You Chunshan went to a restaurant in town to buy noodles for Lu Xiaoer with a wooden sword on his back, he was kicked out by the shopkeeper named Wang Xiaoer.
When this unlucky man was hiding from those melon seed shells, he opened the curtain and stepped on the peel of someone who had eaten it.
Wang Xiaoer sneered and stood at the door eating melon seeds.
You Chunshan stood up in embarrassment, checked whether the wooden sword behind him was broken, and then stretched out his hands to argue.
"Carrying a wooden sword is not considered swordsmanship. It is called SNSD. Can the wooden sword be called swordsmanship?"
Wang Xiaoer sneered and said, "Keep making it up. I saw you and that boy spending a lot of money on the street to buy a kid's wooden sword yesterday."
"I don't even know how to practice, so I bought a wooden sword and used it as a sword practice?"
"You don't even know how to practice. You are over 20 years old. Why did you buy a wooden sword? Even if you say that this is a mahogany sword and you want to be a Taoist, it will be more credible than some childhood fantasy."
You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Yes, I am Tao..."
The unlucky young man only spoke half of what he said, and then fell silent, looking down at the tip of the wooden sword hanging loosely behind him.
You Chunshan looked at it for a long time. The one who raised his head did not smile, but said softly: "Yes, I am a sword cultivator."
There were many people watching the excitement.
Someone looked at the young man's hungry look, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and tried to persuade him kindly.
"The shopkeeper has already stepped down for you..."
You Chunshan just shook his head, and then walked out of the town with the wooden sword on his back.
Lu Xiaoer, who was sitting by the stream waiting to eat noodles, turned around and saw You Chunshan coming back empty-handed. He looked at the wooden sword behind him with a thoughtful look on his face.
"You were kicked out while carrying a sword?"
You Chunshan nodded, then took out Lu Xiaoer's money from his arms, counted it, and found that he had lost a penny at some point.
Lu Xiaoer didn't care at all, he reached out and took the money.
You Chunshan stood quietly in the morning breeze for a while and told Lu Xiaoer what he had just said.
The young boy was stunned for a moment.
"You can just say you are a Taoist. After all, it is most appropriate for a Taoist to carry a wooden sword. If it were me, I would really like the shopkeeper to ask me this."
Although Lu Xiaoer didn't know if he would really do this, it was reasonable to talk nonsense about persuading people to have enough to eat.
You Chunshan sighed and sat down, then pulled the grass by the stream.
"Of course you can say whatever you want, because you are indeed sword cultivators. But I am different. I am really not a sword cultivator."
Then there will be a kind of shame and shame that someone has exposed the despicable disguise.
Lu Xiaoer turned back thoughtfully, thought for a while, and handed the money in his hand to You Chunshan.
The latter looked at him, probably a little confused.
The little boy said: "Then you go to another place in town to buy some food. I am indeed a little hungry."
Lu Xiaoer already knows how to drink water, so naturally he can hardly be hungry anymore and can only be greedy.
So I always think of ways to eat a bowl of noodles from that noodle shop.
You Chunshan looked at the young boy for a long time, then nodded despite his stomach growling, stood up with the money, and walked towards the town again.
This time You Chunshan went directly to a restaurant near the town.
You Chunshan walked in and lined up nine coins on the counter.
"The shopkeeper will bring you two bowls of noodles."
The shopkeeper who had just been watching the excitement was sitting behind the counter, looking at the young man with a wooden sword on his back with a smile.
"Are you a swordsman or a Taoist?"
You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, then silently took the money back.
Seeing You Chunshan leaving so simply, the shopkeeper put away his smile.
"All sword cultivators can eat here. I'm just asking."
You Chunshan shook his head and smiled, and said, "But I don't want to answer such a question that will make me laugh."
The shopkeeper looked at You Chunshan's back as he walked out, but didn't say anything else.
I just looked down upon this young man.
...
Lu Xiaoer finally started to eat the noodles.
It was You Chunshan who walked all the way to the other end of town to buy it.
Because we walked too far, our noodles were dry and lumpy.
However, the two of them still sat by the stream and finished the two bowls of noodles.
Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan at the side again.
"So why didn't you say you were a sword cultivator this time?"
You Chunshan said frankly: "Because I'm afraid that if I talk too much, everyone will ask me if I am a sword cultivator."
"Then just say you are, right?"
You Chunshan sighed and said, "Do you think I am?"
Lu Xiaoer said seriously: "Yes."
The young boy looked at this unfortunate young man and continued: "I have a junior brother named Lu Xiaosan. He probably hasn't really embarked on the path of spiritual practice yet, but he brazenly talks about being a great sword in the world every day. Xian, I think you should learn from him."
Naturally, Lu Xiaoer didn't know that his third junior brother had become enlightened inexplicably, and he had a reputation as a little swordsman.
You Chunshan thought for a while and said, "But he can also practice."
Lu Xiaoer was speechless.
Although this unlucky young man has a sword, he doesn't know how to swordsmanship, he can only chop flowers, he can't practice, he can only be in a daze.
Lu Xiaoer thought for a while, stood up with his sword in his arms, and waded towards the other side of the stream.
You Chunshan looked at the little boy's back, wondering what he was going to do.
"Teacher...who are you going to do?"
"Help people to the end. I'll ask my uncle to see if I can let you try to practice the Tianya Sword Sect's cultivation method."
You Chunshan thought about the rather mysterious young uncle standing on the cliff holding an umbrella, so he followed him.
The two of them walked all the way to the bottom of the cliff. You Chunshan was carrying a wooden sword on his back, standing outside the sword steps and looking around. He probably wanted to go up to have a look, but he gave up after looking at the sword intent that flowed across the world and cut the wind in the world. This idea.
So I saw Lu Xiaoer carrying a sword on his back and heading towards the cliff little by little.
Lu Xiaoer ran a little further this time and stood more than sixty feet away. He looked into the depths of the clouds for a long time, put his hands around his lips, and shouted loudly.
"Uncle Master! Uncle Master!"
The cliff was filled with clouds and mist, and Lu Xiaoer was waiting there holding his sword.
After a long time, I saw my uncle walking out from the depths of the clouds.
Nan Dao looked at Lu Xiaoer with a puzzled look.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Xiaoer briefly talked about You Chunshan.
Nan Dao raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man at the foot of the cliff.
The young boy said seriously: "I want him to try practicing the Tianya Sword Sect's cultivation method. Does your uncle think it's okay?"
Nan Dao looked at Lu Xiaoer and said, "You can decide this matter yourself."
The young boy stood there with a sword on his back.
"After all, my uncle is here, so it's better to ask."
Nan Dao looked at Lu Xiaoer strangely and said, "You're probably afraid that you won't be able to suppress his bad luck."
Lu Xiaoer lowered his head with some guilt.
After all, falling on the ground is still very intimidating to Lu Xiaoer.
If it were Nan Dao from the original Nanyi City, he would probably be somewhat interested in this matter, and maybe he would ask Lu Xiaoer to tell him that those who recite my true name will be exempted from being thrown to the ground.
But Nan Dao probably didn't have much time to pay attention to this kind of thing. He just looked at You Chunshan silently for a while with the wooden sword on his back under the cliff, and then said calmly: "Go ahead."
Lu Xiaoer nodded and walked towards the bottom of the cliff. Halfway through, he turned around and looked at Nandao.
"Uncle Master, what are you doing on the cliff now?"
"Sharpen your sword."
Lu Xiaoer took a deep breath.
Of course, sword sharpening is a common thing, and all swordsmen have sharpened their swords.
Just sharpening a sword on such a cliff is undoubtedly something that is hard not to think about.
"Uncle Master is really going to enter the cliff?"
Lu Xiaoer's eyes widened.
Nan Dao said very calmly: "No, I'm just sharpening my sword and thinking about something."
"oh."
Lu Xiaoer lowered his head in disappointment.
Although for this young boy, if his uncle is really going to fall into the cliff, it will be a bit disappointing.
Just thinking that this is a sword cultivator who came from Lingnan, maybe more, it will be exciting news.
In fact, from the beginning, no one thought that this young man would stay in Lingnan.
Lu Xiaoxiao and the others have always regarded such a young man as a person from Mojianya.
...
When You Chunshan watched the somewhat depressed young man walking down the cliff, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
"Uncle...is your uncle not allowed?"
Lu Xiaoer glanced at You Chunshan and said, "It doesn't matter if you call me Senior Uncle, Senior Uncle. Just don't call me Senior Brother. Of course he didn't say no."
You Chunshan was a little confused. He was probably too nervous, so he couldn't understand it very well.
So Lu Xiaoer said something very simply.
"I can teach you."
You Chunshan breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them walked towards the stream again, and then sat down by the stream.
The methods of cultivation in the world are actually very similar, and they all come from the book Green Bull Five Thousand Words.
What's more, this is probably not a secret thing. It is the swordsmanship of Tianya Sword Sect, which is stored in the library of Xuansheyuan for the world to browse.
Therefore, Lu Xiaoer really just felt that since his uncle was here, it was unreasonable for him to make the decision without authorization, so he asked this question.
You Chunshan sat there sincerely and listened to Lu Xiaoer's description.
Although Lu Xiaoer is a member of the Xiaobai Sword Sect, he can be considered half a member of the Tianya Sword Sect. The two sword sects have been dependent on each other for thousands of years, and they are naturally the same when they are away from home.
You Chunshan had naturally visited some sword sects in the East China Sea.
It's just a pity that just as Lu Xiaoer originally thought, if he were in Lingnan, he might not be a half-hearted swordsman.
Donghai is naturally much stricter about accepting disciples. Not to mention people like You Chunshan who have no heaven and earth roots, even those with slightly inferior heaven and earth roots will probably not be accepted.
Therefore, You Chunshan has naturally never practiced cultivation.
It's just that some things that have been proven are naturally not so easy to overturn.
The young man with the wooden sword on his back sat by the stream, memorized what the twelve-year-old boy said, and followed those methods to practice seriously all morning, but still felt nothing.
Lu Xiaoer naturally also explained the method of cultivating sword intention.
It's just like Lu Xiaosan back then. Although he held a very good sword, he couldn't contain the seed of sword intent without vitality in his body.
The seeds of sword intention cannot be cultivated, so naturally one cannot be regarded as a swordsman, but can only be called a swordsman.
Fortunately, it was Lu Xiaoer, not Nan Dao, who was sitting by the stream.
If it were the South Island, you would probably feel that there is really no hope.
But Lu Xiaoer was different. This was a serious Lingnan swordsman. When he saw You Chunshan, who was motionless, he didn't say anything depressing. He just stood up and walked towards the town.
"Take your time. Maybe the weather will feel warm someday?"
The young boy's comfort seemed a little careless as he walked in the daylight that was gradually turning towards the west.
But in such a story by the river, it is naturally sincere.
"Uh-huh."
...
"Did the unlucky guy you mentioned buy a sword?"
Lao Li was resting next to the sword-making stove and looked at Lu Xiaoer and asked.
Lu Xiaoer picked up the sword embryo and looked at it for a while, then changed the side and continued to beat it.
"bought."
"!"
Lao Li was probably a little surprised.
"Who did you buy it from? You can get it for 700 coins? It's a defective product that you can't sell. It ruins the reputation of our town. Although everyone makes their own money, we can't break the rules."
"Bought on the roadside, a wooden sword in the hand of a seven-year-old boy."
"?"
Lao Li opened his eyes wide and came closer.
"Wooden Sword? Did he give up on himself?"
Lu Xiaoer turned to look at the blacksmith and said sincerely, "I persuaded him to buy it."
"...Did you get the kickback?"
"Where can I get the kickback?"
"Hahahaha, aren't you working in vain?"
The young boy stopped what he was doing and said seriously: "It's not like the work was in vain."
"At least it gave the town some laughs."
Another blacksmith by the stove chimed in and said with a smile.
The young boy did not continue talking and just hammered the iron quietly.
After all.
This is the East China Sea, and I am from Lingnan.
Sometimes the tastes of food just don’t match up, so naturally you don’t have to work hard to explain a lot of things.
Lu Xiaoer finished the day's blacksmithing work and took back his Xiwu Sword from Lao Li. Then he put on his clothes and walked out of the yard. Blowing in the evening breeze of the spring seaside town, he slowly walked towards the outside of the town. Go.
I just don't know why, but this little boy walked halfway, changed direction, and walked towards the noodle shop.
Wang Xiaoer was sitting outside the noodle shop, eating melon seeds. Since he stopped selling noodles to Jian Xiu, and with the events in the East China Sea, there were fewer people coming and going in the town than before, so he had a lot of leisure time.
Therefore, the young boy named Lu Xiaoer who came towards here with a sword on his back was very eye-catching.
Especially the young man is quite delicate and good-looking.
But no matter how good-looking he is, he is also a swordsman, Wang Xiaoer thought calmly.
Wang Xiaoer felt that this young man was very disgusting.
After seeing him trick the young man who fell to the ground and spend a lot of money to buy a sword yesterday.
As soon as he opens his mouth, even if he is a twelve-year-old boy, he must give him a bloody scolding.
With Wang Xiaoer thinking this way, he started to eat melon seeds with more energy, silently thinking about those sweet words in his heart.
Lu Xiaoer finally arrived in front of the noodle shop.
Wang Xiaoer clenched the melon seeds in his hand and took a deep breath. Just when he was about to touch the lotus flower with his tongue, he saw the young boy in front of him bending down and digging into the stone slab for a long time. A copper coin came out.
The noodle shop owner, who had a face as flat as a lake but a thunderous chest, was holding back his breath. It turned out that the young boy just came to pick up the penny he had lost that morning, so he choked back all the air and choked himself half to death. He coughed there. Make pig noises.
Lu Xiaoer glanced at him silently, then turned around and left here without saying a word.
Wang Xiaoer coughed for a long time before he finally regained his breath and looked at the young man's back quite angrily.
"Stop!"
Lu Xiaoer turned around and looked at the shopkeeper doubtfully.
Wang Xiaoer pointed at the young boy. After thinking for a long time, he didn't know what to say. Finally, he waved his hand and ran into the store as if he was going to kill himself on the curtain.
Lu Xiaoer tilted his head and looked through the window on the side, and saw the shopkeeper sitting there drinking wine, as if he would be drunk to relieve his worries.
This also made Lu Xiaoer a little curious as to what happened to the noodle shop owner to make him hate the sword cultivator so much.
Could it be that he once fell in love with a swordsman nun dressed elegantly in white, only to be cruelly abandoned?
So from love to hatred, he hates every sword cultivator in the world equally?
Lu Xiaoer was thinking wildly and headed out of the town.
White clothes are real.
Everything else is fake.
.......
When Lu Xiaoer returned to the stream, he saw You Chunshan sitting there very excitedly.
The little boy was very surprised.
"Have you found your breath?"
You Chunshan held the wooden sword in his arms, looked back at the young boy and said, "No, but I don't seem to be hungry anymore, and I don't have any thoughts of eating. Maybe I already feel Qi in my body, but it's just I haven’t found out yet.”
"... Practitioners will feel hungry even if they are Zhou Tian. Only by entering the Tao and getting to the point, the vitality in the body can form a vortex and be utilized, can people not need to eat. You are hungry It’s too much.”
You Chunshan's dream was ruthlessly shattered by Lu Xiaoer.
It was like a fish sitting comfortably by the stream watching the dusk blowing bubbles, and then a little kid who didn't understand the charm came over and popped it.
I saw how charming Qingshan was, but Qingshan saw that I was a little fool.
You Chunshan put the sword on his knees again and sighed.
"Then what should I do? I have no money. I wanted to catch a fish before, but I tripped over some grass in the water and ate my shit."
Only then did Lu Xiaoer realize that You Chunshan's clothes were still a little damp, so he probably really ate dumplings during the Chinese New Year yesterday.
After being silent for a while, the young boy said a little guiltily: "I'm sorry, how about you go to town to wash some dishes and make some money?"
"I will smash the basin and bowl together."
You Chunshan turned his head and looked at the young boy eagerly.
"Then someone, please get me something to eat."
This sentence sounds very rude.
But this is You Chunshan's greatest courtesy.
Lu Xiaoer took out some copper coins from his arms and felt as if he was entangled with something unclean.
If this continues, when can I help my uncle buy a yard in Donghai?
