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Chapter 12 Go!(1/2)

Chen Shuixuan looked at the surprised expressions of the three people, a little puzzled, and kindly explained to them.

He deduced from Xu Mu's musculoskeletal texture and palm print fortune that this boy was not at all the loser whose physique those mediocre people called him!

Quite the opposite!

Xu Mu's sword-practicing physique is excellent and should be the legendary Heavenly Sword Taoist body.

Looks like a swordsman!

It would be unforgivable to not learn swordsmanship from Chen Shuixuan!

Therefore, he started to love and cherish talents, and he was willing to accept disciples without any difficulty!

Xu Mu had long heard from Shen Yingxing about Chen Shuixuan's deeds, "The title of the Jin Dynasty was obtained by the emperor himself when he went to Gunniu Mountain!"

He originally wanted to become a disciple and practice the way of fate, but he didn't expect that Chen Shuixuan would actually teach him how to practice the way of swordsmanship!

Xu Mu's face twitched slightly and his heart pounded, not knowing whether this change was good or bad.

"Master, may I ask you what level of swordsmanship you have?"

Chen Shuixuan was startled for a moment and his tone dropped.

"Well, as a teacher, I don't have any training in swordsmanship."

Xu Mu whispered in his heart, with a look of disbelief on his face!

If he were to practice swordsmanship with Chen Laodao, I'm afraid it would be better for him to practice the technique on his own!

Xu Zhilang brought up a glass of wine, toasted Chen Shuixuan with a smile, and politely said that he only needed to teach Xu Mu the art of life cultivation.

"I only practice swordsmanship because I am a reckless man. I have been fighting and killing for half my life, and I want to give my child a different path."

Chen Shuixuan raised his glass and drank up the wine, angrily scolding Xu Zhilang for being confused.

In the long run, it will only be a waste of a sword to repair the seedlings!

Shen Yingxing was very wise and reminded Chen Shuixuan with a haha:

"Young Master is good at divination, and he is quite talented in the cultivation of fate!"

Xu Mu hit the snake with the stick and started practicing immediately.

Chen Shuixuan glanced at the three of them and interrupted Xu Mu:

"Stop talking nonsense, I already understand what you mean! To tell you the truth, Dao Master's first strength is swordsmanship, and fate can only be ranked second!"

Xu Mu suppressed the disbelief on his face and quickly humbled himself.

He considers himself to be stubborn and dull, so it is better to leave his special skills to his disciples!

Chen Shuixuan's tone was ethereal and he said calmly:

"Is this true?"

Xu Mu quickly raised three fingers of his right hand and swore!

"If there is a lie, I am willing to be struck by thunder from the sky!"

Shen Yingxing was startled for a moment and stopped using his chopsticks to pick up vegetables.

Chen Shuixuan laughed and said meaningfully:

"Mr. Shen, please talk to your young master."

Xu Mu's heart skipped a beat, knowing something was wrong!

Shen Yingxing looked helpless, like a speech machine without emotion, telling something that was not a secret.

Chen Shuixuan once swore a Taoist oath that he would only have two apprentices in his life, and each would teach them the Tao of Fate and Sword Techniques.

And Xu Mu himself is the second disciple!

Disciple closed!

Seeing that Xu Mu was still trying to struggle, Chen Shuixuan patted the sword on the table and decided to give his apprentice some reassurance.

Although he doesn't have the physique to master the art of swordsmanship, his apprentice can definitely do it!

It was destiny that Xu Mu became his first disciple of swordsmanship.

If you violate it, you may be struck by lightning from heaven!

Xu Zhilang and Shen Yingxing looked at each other.

After Xu Mu heard this, he walked to the open space in the hall, activated the Qiankun Return to Hidden Secret Art, and laughed.

Thunder struck?

He was no longer afraid half a year ago!

He would rather not learn kendo from Chen Shuixuan...

Click!

A charred thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a bowl snaked down from the clear sky and struck Xu Mu's head!

Xu Zhilang clinked glasses with Chen Shuixuan and said proudly:

"Hehe! Even if our son is struck by lightning, he will not be injured. He is not afraid at all!"

Two breaths passed, and the lightning was annihilated.

Although there are not many scars on the young man's body, he can't help but feel dizzy in his mind!

He fell to the ground on his back, his hands and feet twitched, and he muttered:

"This thunder is not authentic, wow..."

Shen Yingxing trotted to Xu Mu and helped him up, with a look of hatred on his face.

"I have long advised the young master to take care of himself and avoid places like Yihong Tower, but he refused to listen!"

Chen Shuixuan looked embarrassed. He didn't expect that accepting Xu Mu as a swordsman disciple would cause such a big reaction!

He pinched his fingers to deduce, smiled mysteriously, and pointed out the main point.

Xu Mu's foundation in divination and deduction is good, but he only relies on instinct.

There is no way to do it, and it is difficult to last long!

Between the eyebrows, on the top of the mountain, is where the Palace of Life is!

Already slightly dark!

When it turns completely dark, your life will be in danger!

If you want to completely solve the hidden danger, you can only practice the Life Path Kung Fu.

And he, Chen Shuixuan, had long ago sworn to his ancestor that his skills would only be passed down to his own disciples.

Otherwise, even if it is brought to the coffin, it will never be spread out!

Xu Mu took the wet towel from the maid and wiped his head and face.

After a moment of pause, I finally understood what Chen Shuixuan meant.

This sloppy old man just has the words "Get off the stairs quickly" written on his face!

At that moment, Xu Mu bowed and saluted, like a prodigal son who had suddenly awakened, and said insincerely:

"Master, I would like to learn the way of swordsmanship with you, but I can't let go of my life as a disciple!"

Chen Shuixuan stroked his beard and was very pleased with Xu Mu's success. He sighed and said:

"Good disciples are rare. In this case, the old Taoist will give in! In addition to teaching you the art of sword cultivation, I will also occasionally teach you the method of life cultivation!"

Of course, whether Mingtang's bad luck can be eliminated in the end depends on Xu Mu's own efforts!

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves!

Especially Chen Shuixuan, since he accepted Xu Mu, he has never closed his mouth with joy!

"My disciple Xu Mu has the appearance of a swordsman!"

"Master, I major in life cultivation!"

"Young Master, don't be so serious. Master Chen has already said that while learning the way of swordsmanship, he will also teach you how to cultivate your destiny!"

"Xiao Mu, don't do divination easily! Today is too scary!"

While the four of them were laughing and chatting, there was a loud noise outside.

"Even if the Nangong family commits a serious crime, it will not be exterminated! Let me go in, and it won't be easy for anyone to come in today!"

"Uncle Clan, Zhilang is busy at the moment. I will ask him to apologize to you later."

Xu Zhilang looked unhappy and motioned to the young man behind him, Yingwu, to go out and dissuade him.

"I'm sorry, the state pastor is currently receiving guests, and no one else is allowed in!"

Snap!

Slap sound!
To be continued...
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