Lin Manliu and Ye Dangting walked out of the Xicheng Market and headed towards the East City.

Pedestrians on the road more or less knew that they were the ones who caused trouble in front of the restaurant just now. They all tried to avoid and dodge when they saw the two passing by, and no one dared to approach them at all.

Just like this, in the light rain, the two of them were walking in the middle of the road, with seemingly no one around them. Ye Dangting casually scanned the shops on the street, and everyone who met his eyes turned to avoid them.

"I originally wanted to come here to buy some things to give to my uncle and aunt, but I came across that unlucky thing." After hearing this, Ye Dang began to look around at the utensils on both sides of the road, probably looking for something that could be used.

Gift.

"If you, an old liar, had to step forward to teach that stinking bull nose a lesson, I would have left." Lin Manliu looked at Ye Dangting next to him with a look of disgust.

"I know, I know, why don't you hurry up and see what you can buy, and don't delay going home," the old liar in yellow shirt said in a perfunctory voice.

Along the way, the young man thought back to Ye Dangting's three close-quarter attacks just now in front of the restaurant. Perhaps he relied too much on the two daggers in his hands in the previous confrontations.

With such momentum, even though he only has one chair leg in his hand, he can easily defeat the enemy.

"I'm telling you, old liar, the way you used the sword just now is completely different from what you taught me, or what my master taught me, or what you taught me before. You don't have much control over the weapon itself. It's more accurate."

Self-attack and defense, why?" The young man asked with confusion, he wanted to find an answer, whether it was really as he understood it that day on the mountain road in Xujiacun.

"Have you discovered it? I thought it would take more time. The three collisions I had before were what I originally learned. Whether it was the Chunshan Bamboo Surge that I taught you before, or the sword-making peak swordsmanship that I saw from your master.

They are all learned after traveling in the world." After hearing Lin Manliu's question, the old liar in yellow shirt casually patted the young man's shoulder and said with a smile.

In this way, Lin Manliu couldn't help but be a little curious, what did you look like when you first came out of the world?

Before the boy woke up from his meditation, Ye Dangting continued to speak: "The sword itself is a murder weapon, and swordsmanship and sword moves are all murderous techniques. No matter how many poems and songs are used to beautify the sword itself, or

It is to modify his sword skills, but after all, the sword is a tool for killing people, and this fact can never be concealed."

"In this case, doesn't that completely deny the sword of saving people?" After hearing Ye Dangting's understanding of the sword, the young man began to recall his own understanding of the sword in his hand.

"When you held the sword for the first time and violently killed people, why did you hold the sword in your mind?"

"That day outside Jianmen Pass, someone wanted to sneak attack General Li Yanhe. I hit the person with the spring window butterfly still wrapped in iron clothes, and the person died in the end..." Lin Manliu began to recall

The first time he was attacked and killed when he was traveling far away, it was also the time when he really grasped the spring window butterfly given to him by his master.

"It was that encounter. Yanhe and the sword you mentioned to save people should not be afraid of anything, right? Do you really understand?" Ye Dang understood and answered after hearing the questioning words.

"Don't what General Lee said to me conflict with what you said before?"

"...If you hadn't taken action to kill that person or stopped him, then the person in danger would have been Yanhe. Although the weapon you held was a murderous weapon, as long as what you did was to save the world and save people, all you have learned is

It's a killing technique, so why not?" Ye Dangting looked at the young man next to him with a look of hatred for steel, and was furious.

Without waiting for the young man to reply, he continued: "I am a Feng. As a Feng, I use all my body as a sword. This body is my strongest killing move. Only I can become the most powerful sword."

Only by using a murder weapon can more people be saved from the sword of others."

"The connection between Spring Chuangdie and Shanshui Yangjian Jue is that you have to completely integrate yourself into the sword. Only in this way can you be focused on nothing, and when you use all your strength to draw the sword, you can reach the ultimate in your swordsmanship.

Where..." Lin Manliu and Ye Dang heard what was said and murmured.

The young man began to recall the scene when he was holding the Spring Chuangdie in his hand. The Shanshui Yangjian Jue was to achieve the point of perfect fit between himself and the sword in his hand, so that he could completely ignore the Spring Chuangdie itself when drawing the sword.

In response to the young man's soliloquy, Ye Dangting nodded with a satisfied expression, and then continued to look at the utensils sold by vendors on both sides of the street.

Walking to the center of Fengcheng, the tallest building here is the city branch of the Star Tour. Maybe it was because the two people were walking too slowly in the tutorial. In front of this branch, there were already standing those who were in the restaurant.

Taoist priests in the Star Viewing City handing out cooling charms.

Different from being in the market just now, they were now stationed at the Taoist temple in the city. They had already hung their swords at their sides and noticed Lin Manliu and Ye Dangting who were walking out of the west city. They noticed it first.

The Taoist priest already holds the hilt of the long sword and is ready to unsheath it at any time.

"You two not only injured our uncle, but what are you doing here now!" The middle-aged Taoist priest in the leader said sternly, but the hand holding the sword began to tremble unconsciously.

"What a coincidence, we are just passing by here. Do you, Taoist priests, want to invite us to come in and have a rest?" Ye Dang said, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

After hearing the news, the middle-aged Taoist priest gritted his teeth and continued to say sternly: "If you are passing by, please leave as soon as possible. My Star Temple is a place of pure cultivation, so I cannot entertain you...".

"Then I'll say goodbye to you Taoist priests." Before Ye Dangting was ready to reply, Lin Manliu spoke first, then bumped the old liar in yellow shirt beside him with his elbow and continued walking eastward.

Ye Dangting had a look of astonishment on his face and was confused in his heart. Well, why did this little liar preach to him like this from the moment he entered the city? Maybe there was something wrong with his behavior. He really wanted to sue him when he got home.

No.

With such doubts, he could only follow Lin Manliu to the east. Seeing the two of them walking away, the Taoist Priest Sanxingguan began to breathe heavily. He was afraid that what he said before would anger the man in yellow again.

The gangster man appeared, and everyone held their breath, leaving only the senior brother who was the leader to dare to speak.

"Send this matter back to the mountain as soon as possible, and be sure to inform all the masters. Let's see how the masters respond. If necessary, it would be helpless to disturb the temple master." The middle-aged Taoist priest who had just sternly stopped him turned to his fellow disciples behind him and said,

Then everyone answered and understood, and arranged for people to go up the mountain to convey what happened today.

The two of them passed a cloth shop on the eastbound road. Lin Manliu stopped and looked at the door of the shop, then looked down at his sleeves.

Although I had to climb mountains and wading rivers on long journeys, or fight with others, so now I can only borrow clothes from the villagers in Xujiacun, but don’t my parents also have to work in the fields and take care of the store business?

Ye Dang heard the young man stopping at the door of the shop for a long time. He must have wanted to buy some cloth to take home.

"Why are you still standing there, let's go in." He pushed Lin Manliu behind him with one hand and patted the young man's baggage.

Being suddenly pushed back, Lin Manliu hurriedly took a few steps forward, and then stabilized his body. He looked at Ye Dangting behind him with a look of embarrassment on his face, who was smiling evilly. This old liar had secretly increased his strength just now.

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However, the two of them finally walked into the cloth shop together. Perhaps because this place was close to the east of the city, the owner of the shop did not look at the two customers wearing shabby clothes with contempt like those in the market in the west of the city.

In the ensuing conversation, Lin Manliu found that the store owner was very humorous. Not only did he introduce the fabrics in the store, he also used some jokes to tease the two of them from time to time. He also told them one by one about which clothes some fabrics were suitable for. Lin Manliu and Ye Dang
Chapter completed!