Ping An stood in the square in front of the sect with a serious face, his little eyebrows furrowed, and he was extremely solemn. Standing next to him was a bald man, who also had a rare serious face at this time.
In front of them, Ren and Byron stood solemnly.
"Although you two have been practicing diligently, your studies are too complex and you don't have a specialized weapon."
"Having a specialized weapon will greatly increase the monk's combat effectiveness."
Swish——
A cold light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and the next moment, a folding fan appeared in his hand. The folding fan was made of many rare ores and was extremely sharp. A cold murderous aura emanated from the fan bones.
"Your uncle, my weapon is special. It is a fan, because the fan matches my handsome and unrestrained temperament. When used, my handsome and unrestrained temperament will be brought into full play."
"..." Byron stood in front of Ren Ren without saying a word.
Ping An and Pu Guangtou listened carefully and did not object.
Ren Ren's eyes twitched, and he felt very awkward in his heart.
Under normal circumstances, if you say you are handsome and handsome, shouldn't others be disdainful?
Why do these three guys in front of me not contradict me at all? Instead, they look like they believe me?
Damn it, I actually feel uncomfortable because others don’t laugh at me. Am I a masochist?
Huhuhuhu——
Ren Ren used the fan in his hand to perform a few moves, and Ping An immediately cheered, "Wow, Master Ren Ren is so awesome!"
Hearing this, Ren Ren felt proud in his heart. Although I, Elder Xindao, am not as perverted as Li Qingyun, I am still one of the top geniuses in the entire Holy Meteor Continent. I am still capable of dealing with a little kid like you.
After finishing a few handsome moves, Ren Ren stopped, looked proudly at Ping An and Pu's bald head in front of him, shook the black hair in front of his forehead, and asked:
"How about it, boys, which weapon do you like?"
"Ah?" Ping An asked, "But you only showed us one fan."
Ran Ren blinked his eyes and said, "Because your uncle, I only know how to use a fan."
"Handsome, right?"
Ping An scratched his head: "He's so handsome!"
"Then what weapon do you choose?" Let the temptation lead you.
"I know!" Ping An's eyes suddenly lit up: "I choose the sword!"
Let: "!!!"
"Why did I cover you up with my fan for a long time, and then you chose the sword!"
Ping An smiled, only showing two small tiger teeth and not saying anything.
Ren Ren looked at Bald Pu and asked, "What about you? Bald Pu, what weapon do you choose?"
The bald man shrank his neck: "Well... I don't choose."
"Why not choose?" Ren Ren was stunned for a moment.
"I don't like weapons, and I don't like fighting and killing." Pu Guangtou said.
Ren Wenyan looked at Baldhead's expression and considered, "Well... Baldhead, in fact, we don't use weapons to kill, sometimes we also use weapons to protect ourselves."
"For example, let me tell you, a strong man comes to kill you, and you meet on a narrow road. What will you do?"
Pu Baldou did not hesitate: "Then he must have turned around and ran away."
Let the corners of his eyes twitch: "What if you can't escape?"
Pu Guangtou said: "If I can't even escape, it means that the opponent's strength is far greater than mine. Even if I go to fight him, I can't defeat him."
Let: "..."
At this time, Byron looked at Ren Ren with sympathy and said, "Just say it."
Let nature understand what Byron means,
He meant that he had told Ren Ren back then that Li Qingyun's apprentices were all extremely weird and they were not the ones they could teach for. But Ren Ren didn't believe it and insisted on giving it a try. See, it can't end now.
Ren Ren said with a grimace: "That bastard Li Qingyun is so talented that he is simply a pervert. He may not be able to understand how ordinary people practice, so how can we just throw these two children somewhere and let them learn on their own?"
,"
"On the path of cultivation, it is best to be led by some senior masters. As an uncle, I, how can I bear to watch the two of them practice aimlessly and randomly? I must take care of them."
These words were so righteous, coupled with Ren Ren's lively expression, immediately made Byron's face look a little better.
It turns out that he was just doing this for the sake of his two children. He was really a kind person.
"Okay! If you practice swordsmanship, practice swordsmanship. Then my uncle will teach you how to practice swordsmanship!"
After saying that, he pulled out the sword from his waist and danced several sword flowers in the air.
"Wow!" Ping An's cheering voice sounded at the right time.
"The sword is a holy item in ancient times. It is the ancestor of short-sighted soldiers and a weapon of close combat. With its profound Taoist skills, it has entered the legend of Xuan Dynasty. In fact, because of its lightness to carry, the splendor of wearing it, and its quickness in use, it has been used by princes, princes, and emperors throughout the dynasties.
Scholars, knights, merchants and common people are all proud to hold it. Swords and skills have been used in the battlefield since ancient times, dominating the martial arts, establishing a country, and acting benevolently and righteously!"
"The shape of the sword is straight and glorious, so swordsmen are also symbols of freedom, romance, and justice."
Ren Ren looked at Ping An seriously: "Therefore, a swordsman must be sincere, worthy of his own heart, and able to shoulder his responsibilities."
"Do you still want to choose the sword?"
Ping An looked at the shining sword in Ren Ren's hand, his eyes flashing with a vague understanding. He could only understand three or four points of what Ren Ren said just now, but he knew very clearly in his heart
, what I need is a sword!
"I choose! I will learn to sword!"
"good!"
"Wait!" Ping An called to stop Ren Ren.
"What?" Ren Ren asked.
"Excuse me, Master Ren, are you a swordsman?" Ping An asked.
Ren Ren blinked his eyes and said blankly: "I also practice swordsmanship, so I can be considered a swordsman."
Ping An asked: "Uncle, are you sincere enough to live up to your own heart and shoulder the responsibility?"
Ren Ren did not expect that Ping An would ask such a question. He just looked up at the sky, with his hands behind his back, like a worldly expert, and sighed with emotion:
"I have carried too many burdens in my life."
"At the same time, I feel worthy of my own heart."
"As for sincerity, like your master, I am an extremely sincere person. I never tell a lie. I am as good as a human being."
"So the two of us have never had any conflicts or taken action."
After saying this, Ren Ren sighed and said with a smile: "Maybe you can't imagine how good the relationship between me and your master is..."
Ping An and the others opened their curious eyes wide and were about to ask further questions, but let it go.
But at this moment,
Boom!
There was a loud noise, as if someone suddenly landed on Daqingshan,
The next moment, a furious sound full of murderous intent spread throughout Daqingshan:
"Let it!!! Come out!!"
"How dare you spread rumors about my sect master like this!!"