There are more than a hundred crooked golden and red pillars, and the empty bright dome of the Eight Patriarch’s dojo.
Jian Jian'er and Jian Sui'er held some replaced sundries in their hands and walked out of the small courtyard where Su Jing lived. Su Jing was not here and hadn't been back for three years, but Guangmingding was busy with daily chores, and the two sisters still took care of them meticulously.
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"Tell me, where did my uncle go?" Jiansui sighed lightly: "Before he left, he said he was going out to pay New Year greetings to an elder. Who takes so long to pay New Year greetings?"
Jian Jian'er shook his head: "This great uncle, not long after returning to the mountain, ran into the void and wandered for eight months. He finally escaped back, but couldn't settle down for a few months, and ran away again without seeing anyone. This
This time it was even more outrageous. I didn’t see anyone for three whole years, and not even a word of news came back.”
Jiansui narrowed his eyes and looked his sister up and down: "When I mentioned my uncle, my eyebrows were furrowed and my eyes were filled with spring. What on earth did Xiao Nizi have on her mind? Why don't you let me tell you the truth."
With a puff, Jian Jian'er smiled: "I wonder which little evildoer first mentioned Master's uncle, but now he slaps him down. Doesn't this count as a guilty conscience?"
"Be brave. If you dare to call me a little evildoer, I won't let you go." You kiss me, and I kiss you. This trick has been played by the two girls since childhood, and soon they were laughing and joking.
They formed a group. At about this time, Su Jing was bidding farewell to his mistress at the island in the center of the Ningcui Po Lake.
When Su Jing came to Ningcui Po just to pay New Year's greetings and spend all his time as a junior, he could not have imagined that after Qian Xun taught him the method of cultivating corpses, he kept him for another three years and did not let him go until today.
Not only was he confined to the island, he was also prohibited from practicing Yang Fire, Golden Wind, and any other magic. For one thousand and eighty days and nights, except for necessary rest and adjustments, he spent all his time learning swordsmanship. Compared to
Zhengfa broke through, and everything else was auxiliary. In terms of Su Jing's cultivation qualifications, these three years were indeed something he couldn't afford to delay. However, the young master's wife was so cold and domineering that Su Jing had no room for bargaining.
But how could Su Jing complain if he didn't complain? Being able to practice swordsmanship with Qian Xun is a blessing that no one else could ask for, not to mention that Su Jing himself is very fond of swordsmanship. Qian Xun's teachings are strict, so this
The three years of learning swordsmanship were really difficult, but Su Jing was always very interested.
The only flaw in the ointment is the indifference of the young master's wife. She neither rewards nor laughs when Su Jing practices well. She punishes Su Jing but does not get angry when she practices wrongly. This cold and aloof woman seems to be born without knowing what emotions are.
They had been together for three years and had never been indifferent. When Su Jing said goodbye to her, Qian Xun was still the same. He helped Su Jing up with a wave of his hand and said calmly: "He read that right, you are very qualified to learn swordsmanship."
Okay. I originally thought it would take twelve years to accomplish something, but I didn’t expect you to complete it in three years. And it’s much better than I thought. You go ahead and remember to be safe in the future.
When I come here, the three corpses will be left behind first."
When the three corpses next to him heard this, the laughter on their faces suddenly stiffened.
In the past three years, the three corpses were also forced by Qian Xun to stay in Ningcui Po to practice swordsmanship. With the temperaments of Lei Dong and others, living without delicacies, treasures, and girls with big butts was simply a life worse than death. I thought that at this moment, I would finally be able to survive.
They followed Su Jing to leave this "ghost place", but unexpectedly Qian Xun didn't allow them to leave.
The three desire monsters are restricted by their destiny and cannot practice magic. However, they are immortal and have the same strength as themselves, so they are perfect for practicing swordsmanship. What's even better is that the three of them are born from the same body and have a tacit understanding. They are born with it.
It is a good resource to learn the exquisite sword formation. Qian Xun wants to train them into talents so that they can become Su Jing's assistants in the future, but just three years is not enough.
After saying that, Qianxun ignored Su Jing and didn't look at the three corpses. He turned around and went back to his courtyard. Unlike Moye Lanqi, when he saw Su Jing who was related to that old friend, Qianxun was not excited or lost his mind.
Just do everything you can to the best of your ability so coldly.
But soon Qianxun returned to the entrance of the courtyard and asked Su Jing a little abruptly: "Do you have a woman?"
Su Jing was stunned to shake her head, and Qian Xun said calmly: "A woman has three colors and seven faults. You must remember this sentence." This was a completely incomprehensible warning, and she returned to the courtyard without saying a word.
Su Jing gave a few instructions to the three corpses, and finally bowed deeply to the small courtyard before spreading his fire wings and flying away.
Seven days later, at midnight, in the HOS house where the three corpses lived, the dwarfs exchanged glances with each other. Finally, with Thunderous Heavenly Lord nodding vigorously, the three corpses jumped up together, one grabbing the ground with his head, and the other hitting the wall with his head.
, a dash towards the pillar!
'Suicide' is the only way for the three corpses to escape. It is ruthless and fast. They can return to their true form as soon as they close their eyes and open them again. The three corpses are ready. Even if they make Su Jing angry, they are not willing to escape in this small town.
I’ve been on the island for too long, and learning swordsmanship every day is how I live my life?
Only this time there was no muffled sound of heads exploding. The ground, stone walls, and pillars that were supposed to be hard turned into soft mud. The heads of the three corpses were each stuck in the "mud" and couldn't extricate themselves. They were waving their hands and kicking their legs wildly, trying to survive.
He couldn't struggle out, and the worst thing was the big-headed Akame - he was the one who grabbed the ground with his head, and now he was lying upside down, with all his limbs missing.
"This is Qianxun's spell. Did she expect that we are going to 'escape'?" A thunderous voice came from the stone pillar, and the skinny hands were still trying to pull out the head by holding on to the pillar.
Without waiting for the other two people to answer, Qian Xun's voice sounded clear and faint: "The spell will disappear automatically at dawn, and you can come out then. It's getting late, so go to bed early."
Another seven days passed. Each of the three corpses was holding a sword and waving it gracefully in the open space of the island. Akame suddenly shouted: "Do it!"
The swords in the hands of the three corpses suddenly changed: the thunderous sword stabbed Chimu's heart, Nianhua slashed across Leidong's throat, and Chimu fiercely stabbed Nianhua between the eyebrows.
The sword light flashed, and everyone was sure that they had hit the target. They were overjoyed that they had finally escaped successfully this time. But before the smiles appeared on their faces, Lei Dong and Akame suddenly realized: Why doesn't it hurt?
Then there were screams - people holding flowers and screaming in pain. The other two idiots blinked and exclaimed in unison: "What the hell!"
I don’t know why, but three bright long swords were all stuck in Nianhua’s belly, including Nianhua’s own sword. You must know that the three corpses are all dwarfs, with short legs and short hands. With Nianhua’s arms,
Even if he wanted to turn the sword upside down and stab himself in the belly, he couldn't do it. Isn't this a ghost?
Nian Hua was hit by three swords, but the sword missed his vital point and it hurt so much that he couldn't die.
At some point, Qian Xun appeared not far away, leaning against a sycamore tree, and said to the three of them: "Think of another way."
The three corpses had special physiques and recovered extremely quickly from their injuries. Seven days later, Nianhua came back to life. This time, he no longer kept secrets. He took the other two people and went straight to Qianxun for 'negotiation'.
While walking, Akame was still a little doubtful and asked Nianhua: "Is the trick you mentioned really effective?"
He held the flowers and sneered: "Who am I? The heavenly god who controls lust! The thoughts of women in the world are as clear as my own palm prints. Is there any woman I can't deal with!"
While they were talking, the three corpses walked to Qianxun's door, picked up flowers and said straight to the point: "If you don't let us go, I will take off our clothes, all three of us!"
Qian Xun looked a little puzzled: "Take off your clothes?"
"That's right! If you don't let us go, from now on there will be three naked men on your island, running around all day long, practicing swordplay with their butts naked."
Before Nian Hua finished speaking, Qian Xun nodded and interrupted: "I understand, take it off, it doesn't matter." She didn't turn her head or avoid it, she just looked at Nian Hua with a calm and lazy look.
Nianhua looked at Qianxun carefully for a moment, without taking off her clothes, but asked: "Where did I go wrong?" After all, he was a spirit monster in charge of lust. He could understand the woman's expression, and Nianhua could tell that the other party was serious.
Don't care about your own threats.
"If a disciple of Shen Shiyuan can't even see through a piece of cloth, then he doesn't have to deal with corpses." Qian Xun answered truthfully.
Nian Hua suddenly realized it and sneered: "You asked me to take it off and I refused to take it off. Let's go and practice sword practice!"
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