Mei Siren's eyes became solemn. He had seen many young talents, but very few could achieve this state of mind.
Even though the young man in front of me can be said to be a bit arrogant.
But what if?
What if he succeeds too!
Last time, with a nonchalant attitude, he missed one of the future Seven Sword Immortals and the even more famous Eighth Sword Immortal.
This time, he felt that he needed to seriously inquire about the true title of the young man in front of him.
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the old man's sudden seriousness, and his expression was slightly stern.
He did not dare to hide it, he raised his fists and saluted, and said seriously: "To be honest, senior, Xu Dechang is indeed just a pseudonym for a boy. My real name is...Xu Fuji!"
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Xin Gugu was about to step down on Xiao Wanfeng, who was shouting loudly, but he staggered when he heard this.
Looking at the old man and the young man who were treating them politely and seriously, he began to feel a little dazed.
Had he not known Xu Xiaoshou in advance, he would have thought that Xu Xiaoshou was really called "Xu Fu Ji" in this scene where the two of them bowed to each other!
That’s not the case...
How did this guy come up with such a ridiculous answer in such a calm and serious tone?
The most important thing is that it is so realistic!
The atmosphere has been heightened to this point, and no one will disbelieve this Mr. Xu.
However, at this moment, he is still pretending...Xin Gugu finally understood. This sentence alone meant that in the final analysis, the old man still could not gain Xu Xiaoshou's trust.
He has not been able to get in touch with the real core, even though he is from Meisi, one of the Seven Sword Immortals.
"Xu Fu Ji..."
Xiao Wanfeng murmured secretly in his heart, and he carefully wrote down the title.
Different from the Xu Dechang that outsiders know, at least at this moment, he, Xiao Wanfeng, not only entered the first floor of the sky, but also got Mr. Xu’s real name.
We are our own people!
“Little friend Fuji...”
Meisi people are also trying to taste this name. In comparison, this name does not have "Wen Ting" and "Eight Masters" makes people feel that the sword is unbridled.
Maybe one day, when the world situation changes, the name "Xu Fu Ji" will be widely circulated, right?
“Sir, you’ve offended me, you’d better call me Xiao Xu!” Xu Xiaoshou said casually, but he never thought that the old man would really call him that, so he responded quickly.
"No need, Xu Fuji, remember what you said today. I am optimistic about you. One day, you will definitely become famous in the world of swordsmanship... I don't know, you will be the next Seven Swordsman." Meisi people no longer think so.
The younger generation treated him with a lot of seriousness in his words.
Xu Xiaoshou: “……”
He could not imagine why the other party suddenly changed his attitude, but what could he say?
Suppose you become famous all over the world and become one of the Seven Sword Immortals...
I guess all the Seven Sword Immortals with the same name as "Xu Fu Ji" have to have their names changed.
What about "Zhou Tianshen", "Xiao Shi Tan Ji", "Wen Ming"... At that time, there were either fourteen people in the Seven Swords Immortals.
If there is, then only he, Xu Xiaoshou, is left!
"Thank you for your kindness, sir, but I really don't plan to become anyone's apprentice at the moment, so I can only refuse." Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes again and asked hesitantly: "I don't know, Mr. Siren..."
“I will never go away when I am old.”
How can a Meisi person fail to hear the other person’s hidden meaning?
If you don't want to worship, this young man is embarrassed to leave him, the seven sword fairy on the first floor of the sky.
But he didn't intend to deal with it so hastily. This young man had many magical qualities. Even if he couldn't gain a disciple, figuring out the opponent's physical problems was an important point to make up for his own swordsmanship.
Isn’t this why he traveled around the world?
Xu Xiaoshou never thought that the old man would still stay, but it was hard for him to refuse.
I just wanted to stay, but even if I thought about it, I couldn't really let the Seven Swordsmen do the work of serving tea and pouring water.
“How about I help the old gentleman arrange a room for you, and you can leave whenever you want?”
Xu Xiao smiled politely at the invitation: "If Mr. really stays with us, even if he doesn't move, it will be a deterrent. Of course, we won't go out of our way to make it public. We will absolutely guarantee that Mr. will live a clean life."
Hearing the feeling of alienation in these words, the people of Meisi didn't care. They just nodded and said, "That's good."
Xu Xiao did not continue to talk about the topics of "recruiting disciples" and "physique", and turned to look at Xin Gugu.
“Xiao Xin, let him go.”
He, of course, refers to Xiao Wanfeng.
Had it not been for the sudden appearance of the Meisi people, today's job of serving tea and water would theoretically have been taken over by this young man.
Just because of the other party’s words “Holy and Secret Land”… This guy knows about Void Island!
"correct."
Looking back at Xiao Wanfeng, Xu Xiaoshou remembered something and said mysteriously: "Old sir, although I can't be your apprentice, I can recommend someone to you. This person claims to be capable of all nine swordsmanships.
She Lue, is also an avid fan of the Eighth Sword Immortal...well, it means admirer, which sounds very good..."
"oh?"
Mei Siren raised his eyebrows, also with a funny meaning, and looked at the young man who had just climbed up from Xin Gugu's feet, "You mean him?"
"Um."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded.
He secretly observed the old man and saw that he did not reject the Eighth Sword Immortal. He felt a lot more at ease and said: "It's him who studied the path of ancient sword cultivation by himself. I came to this world."
This is the only person who has had such great perseverance for so long!"
"I..." Xiao Wanfeng was stunned and his face turned red.
He completely did not expect that Mr. Xu would actually speak for him to this extent just by chance.
All kinds of recommendations are all good words.
Moreover, could it be that the other party did not want to become Mr. Siren’s disciple just now because he wanted to give the position to himself?
But why?
He wants to be so kind to himself...does he have ulterior motives?
“I’m not as good as Mr. Xu said…”
Xiao Wanfeng held the wooden sword in his hand and held it in for a long time before he uttered such a sentence.
Meisi people stared at his wooden sword thoughtfully, and asked for a long time: "Are you practicing the art of hiding swords?"
"yes!"
Xiao Wanfeng's eyes lit up and his head became heavier: "Sir, your eyes are as bright as a torch. This junior is currently practicing the art of hiding swords."
The people of Meisi were surprised at this.
He has paid attention to this young man, but compared to Xu Fuji and Xu Xiaoyou, he pales in comparison.
Mortal body, a wooden sword...
From top to bottom, if you don't observe it carefully, you can't see the temperament of a swordsman at all, and even the charm of the sword is very little.
A stubborn swordsman... Meisi people can only sum it up like this.
But after all, it was the person recommended by Xu Fuji. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Are you really familiar with all the nine major swordsmanships?"
"I only know a little bit about it," Xiao Wanfeng bowed his head in shame, "In front of Mr., I can't talk about it."
Mei Siren smiled and said: "If you have it, you have it, and if you don't have it, you don't have it. Since you are really exposed to them, tell me why you chose to major in Tibetan Swordsmanship?"
“Sir, that’s ridiculous. This junior has not majored in Tibetan Swordsmanship. He just finished studying other swordsmanship and is now starting to study Hidden Swordsmanship.” Xiao Wanfeng straightened his clothes.
When talking to the Seven Swordsmen, he felt that he could not be rude even in his appearance.
Meisi people were amused by his remarks.
“I’ve finished studying other sword skills...”
He murmured to himself and didn't care, but there was a little disappointment in his eyes, and asked softly: "The swordsmanship is so exquisite that even the old man dare not say that he has finished it. How old are you, but you dare to say that you have finished the other swordsmanship?"
, are you thinking about hiding the sword now?"
Xu Xiaoshou and Xin Gugu Mimi gathered together, looking like they were watching a good show.
Even outsiders like them felt that Xiao Wanfeng's words were a bit presumptuous in front of Mr. Siren, one of the Seven Sword Immortals.
But this young man's demeanor was respectful, and his words were not polite at all.
“Juniors think otherwise. Throughout the history of the development of swordsmanship, there are nine major swordsmanships, eighteen swordsmanships, three thousand swordsmanships... everything started from scratch, and it all started because of people.”
“Whether it is Gulouying, the sword god who pioneered the path of ancient sword cultivation, or the Eighth Sword Immortal Eight Masters, who has mastered the art of swordsmanship... Strictly speaking, these are just their own swordsmanship.”
“And since it’s just one person’s swordsmanship, it must come to an end.”
“The end of the road is certain... The ending is completely different between standing on the shoulders of giants and opening up the wilderness, and just standing on the shoulders of giants and sitting on nothing.”
“Therefore, what the juniors think of as ‘finished thinking’ means that they have really finished thinking about it and want to start a new attempt, and then they choose to study other swordsmanship.”
If we say that along the way, the path of ancient sword cultivation can only rely on the inference and understanding of a little knowledge.
Then what was placed in front of Xiao Wanfeng at this time was a textbook answer.
However, he did not look at the question seriously like others, turning pages to find the answer. Instead, he turned around and asked what he wanted most.
This is an opportunity!
If it were anyone else, even if he was not a swordsman, he would know that what was standing in front of him was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Perhaps most people will choose to bow with their heads in their hands.
But Xiao Wanfeng...
He thought that since he had no answer along the way, he was the answer.
At this moment, I just want to submit what I think is the correct answer to the real "standard answer" for verification.
Let’s see if the answers from both parties are consistent.
I have to say that even Xin Gugu, who didn’t understand the art of swordsmanship, was still amazed by Xiao Wanfeng’s grace at this moment.
Xu Xiaoshou was also a little surprised.
He knows that those who can study the path of ancient sword cultivation alone are extraordinary.
Most of these people are lost in the crowd.
Either, once it takes off, it will be a true dragon soaring in the sky!
But to hear with my own ears that such a young man younger than myself could have such a unique insight into the way of the sword, I couldn't help but be amazed by it.
They both turned their heads and looked in the direction of the Meisi people.
Not only those who eat melons, but also Xiao Wanfeng are looking forward to what Mr. Siren, one of the Seven Sword Immortals, will have to say.
The scene became a little quieter.
The air was so quiet that Mr. Zuliu Siren's face was cloudy and unpredictable, and there was no sign of any movement at all.
“You’re farting!!!”
Suddenly, the old man shouted loudly, the sound was as loud as thunder, making the hall buzz with shock and the wooden sword neighing.
“Dong dong dong.”
Xiao Wanfeng was so drunk that he stepped back heavily. In the end, he couldn't bear the momentum and fell to the ground.
"Sir..." He raised his eyes, his eyes full of embarrassment and confusion.
Mei Si people breathed heavily, as if they were very angry.
He squinted his eyes, with a cold light in his eyes, and said in a dark voice: "Do you know what you just said?"
“Junior…”
Xiao Wanfeng lowered his head. He was like the humblest kind of person in the world, unable to hold his head up in the face of power, but he still had a little stubbornness in his heart.
“The younger generation knows.”
This sentence was shouted out by him bravely and at the risk of death.
He knew what he just said was disrespectful to the art of swordsmanship!
But this is what I think in my heart, and I will move forward in the way of swordsmanship.
If you are timid because the person standing in front of you is a member of the Seven Swordsmen, what is the difference between you and those who can't hold a sword or dare not hold a sword?
Mei Siren rolled his eyes and sneered: "Boy, I just pretend that you are the young and frivolous Eighth Sword Immortal. Only from this perspective, maybe you have the right to speak!"
"Since you said so, I will ask you..."
He paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "You have mastered all the nine swordsmanships; what have you practiced in the hidden swordsmanship? Since you have mastered these nine swordsmanships... Then tell me
, which swordsmanship is the strongest!"
Even Xu Xiaoshou felt that he could not answer this question.
Xin Gugu felt inexplicable pressure on one side, let alone Xiao Wanfeng, who was in one of the confrontations in the game.
Xiao Wanfeng was sweating coldly. He knew that there was a standard textbook answer. He only needed to tell it to calm the anger of Mr. Siren in front of him.
But as soon as the words came to my mouth, everything changed.
“Hidden Sword Technique!”
“Hidden swordsmanship... is the strongest!” Xiao Wanfeng’s eyes were shining and his neck was stretched straight.
It’s over... Xu Xiaoshou slapped his forehead.
Among the nine major swordsmanships, the "phantom swordsmanship" is recognized as the supreme, and the entry level is the highest level, requiring practitioners to study the way of space in depth.
This swordsmanship was even more brilliant in the hands of the Eighth Sword Immortal in the past. It truly achieved "taking the imaginary as reality and turning illusion into death", and even reached the highest realm in the theory of phantom swordsmanship - "Second World". "The place!
But today...
Hidden Swordsmanship?
This answer can be said that if Xiao Wanfeng hadn't suddenly appeared in front of the first floor of the sky, Xu Xiaoshou might not have been able to recall what the hidden sword technique was.
And if you can’t even make it known to everyone, how can you hide your swordsmanship? What is the strongest swordsmanship?
"Ah!"
Mei Si was trembling with anger, "Where did you learn such fallacy?"
“This is not a fallacy, it is the result of my junior’s study of the nine swordsmanships. Hidden Swordsmanship is the strongest!” Xiao Wanfeng said stubbornly.
Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself, "Shut up." He was really afraid of this young man at the moment.
What should we do if the Seven Swordsmen become angry, stain the scene with blood, and kill himself and Xin Gugu in the aftermath?
Before Mei Siren could speak, Xiao Wanfeng held up his wooden sword and said solemnly: "I am the best proof...and if you don't believe it, you can also refer to others, such as the Eighth Sword Immortal!"
Eighth Sword Immortal?
The three people in front were all startled. Why did this matter involve the Eighth Sword Immortal again?
Xiao Wanfeng said: "This junior has been to the White Cave and found traces of the battle left by the Eighth Sword Immortal there, which confirmed what he had been thinking all along."
“Hidden Swordsmanship is the strongest... It is precisely because of practicing this swordsmanship that the former Eighth Sword Immortal has the legend of ‘Three Breaths Innate, Three Years Sword Immortal’.”
“And as the younger generation expected, today, under Hua Sword Immortal’s ghost-hunting sword, the Eighth Sword Immortal, whose sword skills have declined, can only return to the top with this sword skill!”
His eyes were blazing, as if he was one of the few people in the world who least believed that the Eighth Sword Immortal would fall decades ago.
But unlike others, Xiao Wanfeng is not a baseless believer.
Here, he found an opportunity, and after some pondering, he gave the evidence he had found after studying swordsmanship, and shouted loudly:
“Seal the sword until old age, and I will become a saint!”