Chapter 11 The Origin of Jian Baisan’s Name

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 11 The Origin of Jian Baisan’s Name

Fortunately, after saying these words, the little steel cannon regained its dull look, and obediently turned into a water figure, pushed with its fins, and pushed towards the senior brother.

Luo Xiaoyu sat casually.

When the water man came close, Luo Xiaoyu's feeling suddenly changed. Jian Baisan knew that this was because people's muscles were tense during battle. Coupled with the cultivator's momentum, it would make people feel

Very dangerous.

At this moment, Jian Baisan seemed to see the shadow of his senior brother that night.

Hearing only two "clang" sounds, the two swords were unsheathed. Jian Baisan's eyes were dazzled when he saw Luo Xiaoyu's arm wrong, and two cold lights flashed through. The waterman's neck was split straight open first, and then

In the moment of stiffness, another short knife slashed horizontally into the side of the waist. Luo Xiaoyu drew his hands inward, and the pair of knives chopped a flower into the water man's body and came out.

The gap where the water man was split was extremely obvious, as if it was struck not by two daggers but by a broad ghost-headed sword. It took about a few seconds to scatter on the ground.

Luo Xiaoyu said: "Practice better, that's it. You practice today and I'll make you something delicious tonight."

Jian Baisan started practicing.

The small steel cannon switched to the opposite side of her, and every four breaths, a water man formed and rushed towards her. She used a knife to chop it, but found that the water was not ordinary water, but a bit sticky like paste. She chopped it.

It's sticky and astringent when it goes in, and it can relieve most of her strength.

If she is just a little slower, a little less powerful, a little biased in her center of gravity, and a little biased in her movement angle, the ice-cold water will not disperse, but will hit her like a huge wave, and the water will pour on her.

It suffocates people.

Luo Xiaoyu took out a pair of wooden crutches from somewhere, leaned on them and sat under the shade of a tree, smiling and saying: "In this water man, I let the little steel cannon use its natural ability. If you don't practice well,

It will get angry."

With Jian Baisan's temperament, Luo Xiaoyu would not say that she would also practice well; but this said, she had to be more vigilant - she was no longer good at culture, what would she do if her sword skills were no longer good?

She could only mechanically chop the neck with force, lower the center of gravity, chop horizontally, and then retract the knife; chop the neck with force, lower the center of gravity, chop horizontally, and retract the knife.

After a few hours, her hands and feet became weak, her whole body was covered with water, and the top of her head was hot from the sun, but the little steel cannon seemed to be tireless, attacking her one after another.

Moreover, this water man already has simple blocking movements, sometimes using his arms to parry, sometimes using his body to dodge; if she cannot cut either the neck or waist, then the water man will be completely

Pounced on her face and body.

Luo Xiaoyu's voice came from afar: "There is nothing fancy about this move. The first move of any sword technique is to teach the swordsman what a sword is. A sword is different from a sword. A sword can be a gentleman's sword."

, is a beauty sword, but there is only one kind of sword, and that is a killing sword that leaves no room for mercy."

"Whenever you kill someone with a knife," Luo Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "your knife will become better."

Luo Xiaoyu raised his eyes and looked at this junior sister. The more he looked at her, the more he felt that she was really suitable for practicing swordsmanship.

After chopping for so long, he deliberately didn't let her rest, but she didn't say a word, and even learned to circulate her spiritual energy to replenish her physical strength without any teacher; even if her strength was about to be exhausted, she tried her best to do it every time she swung the sword.

Try your best and never be lazy.

If it were a hundred years later, I really don’t know what Jian Baisan would be like.

Luo Xiaoyu made dinner and called Jian Baisan: "Junior sister, come and eat. You can stop now." Jian Baisan stopped.

However, she heard two "cang clang" sounds and the two swords fell to the ground. She had held the sword with all her strength for so long that the fingers of both hands were as stiff as eagle talons and she could not sheath the sword normally.

Luo Xiaoyu sat down at the table, put down the crutch, and said, "Good practice, please take it slow."

Jian Baisan huffed and puffed and slowly moved over, as if she couldn't slow down.

Luo Xiaoyu circulated his spiritual energy to remove the moisture from her body, then raised chopsticks to eat. Jian Baisan's hands were still stiff, so he could only sit in a daze.

Luo Xiaoyu said: "Go to Baihe Town tomorrow and you can have a day off."

"In addition, your current knife is too short. If you have spare money, you can exchange it for two longer knives. The physical defense of our Beast Taming Sect is not as good as those of those who practice physical training. Close combat should be avoided as much as possible."

Jian Baisan said: "Can you not change it?"

"Of course you can, it's all your choice. However, I am quite curious. This knife looks ordinary, what is its origin?"

Jian Baisan said: "My mother gave this to me."

Luo Xiaoyu said: "I see. Do you have a good relationship with your parents? When I left home on the road to cultivating immortality, my father didn't even know about it."

"Very good, I still have a sister." Jian Baisan felt relaxed by the cool evening breeze and couldn't help but want to talk to others.

"When Master came to our village, he looked like he was seriously ill. But one day, he suddenly showed his immortal ability and said that he wanted to accept me as his disciple, which frightened everyone in the village... Senior brother, what are you talking about?

My father didn't know at the time, how could it happen? When I left, everyone in the village was watching."

Luo Xiaoyu said: "I am from Jingqi State, which is the state between here and Dahuang State. Master is also the same. My family are all mortals, but I do some business in clothing, and my family has a lot of spiritual stone savings. I am

One of his many illegitimate sons lives in a small town with his father and a bunch of aunts, under the protection of a local sect."

"One day, I couldn't stay any longer, so I stole an aunt's purse and ran away. My father had too many children, so he didn't know I ran away in the end."

Jian Baisan nodded, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Luo Xiaoyu changed his position and sat indifferently, and asked: "You said your home is a village? Is it the fierce village in the legend?"

"No." Jian Baisan said hesitantly, "It's better to say it's like a refuge."

"Shelter?" Luo Xiaoyu finished eating, put his hands on the table, and asked curiously, "Monks generally don't go to the Great Wilderness State. I haven't been there either, so I don't know much about it. Is the situation in the Great Wilderness State very bad now?"

Jian Baisan said: "There have been seven emperors in the current dynasty in ten years. Some have very high taxes, and some have recruited many people to serve as soldiers. Now this one kills a lot of officials, but those officials are still very rich."

"My sister and I have seen the new prefect patrolling the streets. When we were kneeling on the ground, the curtains of the sedan chair were so long that they could touch my hands. They were all made of silk... Anyway, many people can't afford the taxes and don't want to be

If the soldiers ran away because they had no food to eat, my father would take them in and simply stay together in the stockade."

Luo Xiaoyu said solemnly: "Those who are covered with silkworms are not silkworm farmers... What your Lord has done can be called a hero in troubled times!"

"Your Majesty?"

Luo Xiaoyu said helplessly: "Referring to your father."

Jian Baisan didn't expect that her loud-voiced bandit father would one day be praised as a hero by his powerful senior brother. She couldn't help but feel a little funny and a little proud. She scratched her head and realized that her hand had healed.

But when it came to her father, she still wanted to add one more thing.

Luo Xiaoyu watched the girl opposite pick up the chopsticks but didn't touch the food. As if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes shone brightly and he said, "My father gave me this name."

"Because the day my mother gave birth to me, our village happened to take in the 130th family. My father felt that two good things happened in one day..."

"Double happiness." Luo Xiaoyu continued with a smile.

"Yes, double happiness." Jian Baisan also smiled.
Chapter completed!