"Master, I want to take my junior sister down the mountain." I said seriously, holding a roll of ancient books in my hand and kneeling on the mat, Sang Jianjun slowly raised his head, looked at me and asked, "Are you drunk today?"
"Master, I want to take my junior sister down the mountain." I repeated it again, which is equivalent to a challenge.
"You want to challenge yourself?" asked Teng Jianjun.
I thought about it and said, "If Master allows us to go down the mountain, it is better to challenge anything if we can avoid it."
"Hmph, I said, either defeat me or not one is allowed to go down the mountain!" Sword Master Teng put down the book and then said, "I said why I have been concentrating on practicing swords in the back mountain these days. It turns out that I have an idea, but do you think you can defeat the teacher by just a short period of practice?"
"Master, I'm just going to be on guard from time to time. If you have to fight, then the disciple can only take you into battle. After all, the disciple also wants to take the junior sister down the mountain. You can't let her miss her family every day, but I don't do anything, right?" I said.
"I have my own master to deal with the matter of Xian'er. Is it your turn to interfere with me?" said Sword Jun.
"The master does not allow the junior sister to go down the mountain, and it is even more difficult for the disciple to understand, so the disciple is really willing to interfere in his heart." I don't plan to hide my wildness anymore. This is not the time to respect teachers and respect the Tao. Only by striving for benefits can we gain freedom.
"Haha, no more, no more, no more, you challenge yourself, so let's try whether you have that strength." Tsing Jianjun stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword on the wall, and then flew down the bottom of the mountain like an eagle spreading its wings. He was planning to use Jinghu to play the field.
I didn't hesitate and flew down the mountain behind me. The disciples along the way all saw our master and disciple holding swords. Obviously, they knew we were going to fight. The younger brother hurriedly carried a can of wine, chased me behind me, and handed the wine to me: "Senior Brother, we have been waiting for this day for a long time, and we knew that you would definitely challenge the master for the younger sister, so this jar of wine is everyone's wishes. No matter what the outcome, we at least have a clear conscience."
"Can you not drink it?" I smiled bitterly. These brothers and sisters are really cute, and they didn't forget to prepare wine for me at this time.
"No, if the eldest brother doesn't drink, will he still call him a senior brother? A senior brother without alcohol is a beast without teeth, and he will definitely not be able to beat the master... Although even if you drink too much, you may not be able to beat the master... but we must make us feel more comfortable..." A junior brother came over and said.
The remaining junior sister and junior brother also encouraged me in a few words, and Lu Xian'er also followed me, her eyes dodging at me, and she was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.
"Xian'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling constipated?" I smiled.
"What's constipation?" Xian'er gave me a blank look, with an expression that she didn't know what I said.
"It's okay, I ask if you're unhappy these days." Of course I know she doesn't know what this means.
"No... nothing..." Lu Xian'er looked up and down at me, then said, "The elder brother has been practicing swords on the mountain these days? Is there anything else that feels different?"
"What can I do? It's still the same." I said with a smile.
Lu Xian'er snorted lightly and didn't ask me anymore. She just saw everyone coming to Jinghu immediately, and she couldn't help saying, "Senior Brother... It doesn't matter whether you win this battle or not. It's enough if you are serious. I'll take all your heart. As long as you don't blame me for using you in the future..."
"Use me? What's this? Others don't have the chance to use it! I want to enjoy this kind of use a few more times!" I laughed.
Lu Xian'er was stunned, and several red clouds floated on her face. Seeing a group of senior brothers looking over, she immediately said with a light tongue: "Senior Brother, hello... that one!"
"Don't worry, the elder brother is still a little sure of this battle. When we go down the mountain, you still have the opportunity to take advantage of me." I smiled heartily, and a group of junior brothers followed suit, most of whom agreed with me.
"The eldest brother should be used by the younger sister, otherwise why should I call him the eldest brother?"
"That's not? The eldest brother and the younger sister have such a good relationship. What's the point of using it a few times!"
Lu Xian'er's face was flushed, and she probably felt hot when she touched her. I thought to myself that this little girl was thin-skinned, and she didn't see her teasing her like this. However, it may be that her family has suffered a great disaster recently, so everyone hasn't joked about her for too long.
All the disciples were present and surrounded Jinghu Lake, making the vast Jinghu Lake finally look a little color.
The Sword Lord stood there, watching me pouring wine into my throat, but he did not stop me. He probably had been accustomed to drinking and fighting swordsmanship for me, the eldest disciple.
Actually, I don’t want to drink it, but after a period of training, my sword skills are no less than normal when I drink, and it even has a more confusing effect in some mysterious directions. This is why I don’t reject drinking.
The normal sword technique may not work well against the current master Ting Jianjun. According to the speculation of the reality Ting Jianjun, I think using the Drunken Sword may lead to some breakthroughs. After all, Ting Jianjun should not be good at Drunken Sword at this time.
If I use it, it would be like Lu Xian'er could not see the nine-stage magic tricks before.
After drinking about one-third of the jar of wine, I threw the jar back to my junior brother, and then burped. The wine bug was like eroding my brain, making me itch all over my body. I wish I could have a happy fight now.
"Master... please ask first..." I have also learned the nine-style magic tricks of Sword Master. He is equivalent to most of me. Respecting teachers and respecting Taoism is ultimately necessary. As for why he is considered half of the master, because he has not yet passed on the true sense of sword teaching. The general outline of these nine-style magic tricks has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is not the first to Sword Master.
"Since you've come to challenge me, why do you have to be polite to me?" Teng Jianjun snorted lightly, and then instantly drew his sword!
I am not surprised by the actions of Sword Lord. Although he is my master now, he also regards me as his rival. If he loses, he will not be able to sit at the position of head of the sect without ease. Lu Xian'er will take it away. This is a result that he cannot accept.
So he can't lose no matter what. As for me, it's okay. It's not necessary to challenge the first time, but I can challenge the second time, right? One day I will be able to defeat this master.
Bang!
Chapter completed!