After returning to Qingshan, Xiang Que still lived a lazy and reclusive life. He didn't ask anything, just stayed in his one-acre three-point land by the lake, sitting on the reclining chair, thinking about something, and his eyes often had some confusion. loose.
Zhang Hengheng said that the master is thinking of spring.
Ji often said that there are too many things outside, and the master is upset.
Yuan Ju said that the master was too tired.
Xiang An, Gu Qinghan, and Wang Zhanzhu said, "Stop talking shit, the master is obviously angry, be careful if you make him anxious, he will use you to vent his anger, and then you will be strong."
In the distance by the lake, a dog-headed man poked his head and was looking at the lake. He was as cautious as a thief.
Zigzag has been lingering by the lake for a long time. For him, this may be the most sacred place of Qingshan Sect, which he yearns for and worships.
Twists and turns look up to Xiang Que, this is his idol.
Seeing the disciples in the outer hall looking here, Zhang Hengheng squinted his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it from the air, and directly grabbed the uncontrollable zigzag volley.
The eyes of several disciples fell on the terrified and cautiously twisted body. He didn't know whether he was really scared or excited. He bent his legs and suddenly knelt down on the ground with a "plop".
Xiang An frowned and asked: "You should be a disciple of the outer hall. I remember that when I sent Xiang's family to the outer hall, you were just a newcomer. What are you doing here?"
Twisting was still kneeling on the ground, with panic showing on his honest and honest face, then he looked at Xiang Que on the recliner, and said, "Master Jianshou asked me to come here, saying that he wanted to take me in."
Zhang Hengheng was shocked and said: "There is something wrong with the master's head, and only this kind of disciples have to be recruited under the sect Is this someone who came here to do chores for us?"
The twists and turns look really inconspicuous, his cultivation base is not even enough to ask the gods, and there is no trace of spiritual energy in his whole body. At the age of more than 30 years old, in the world of practice, his level at this time can be described as It was a lot late, and his face was dark and rough, and when he spoke, he had a kind of rustic atmosphere. In modern terms, isn't this just a rustic old hat in a big valley?
Seeing that they didn't believe it, Zi Zhe explained anxiously: "It's true, Mr. Jianshou came back from outside yesterday and told me when he passed by the outer hall."
In fact, Xiang An and the others also knew that it was impossible for some disciples in Qingshan Sect to fabricate such nonsense, and the only possibility was that Xiang Que really took this old hat under his sect.
Xiang An gave a "hmm", waved his hand towards him, and said, "Get up, the saying of kneeling in An'an is not practiced here, you and I go to see the master"
After twists and turns, he followed Xiang An in fear and trepidation. Xiang Que was still lying on the chair and staring at the clouds in the sky with blank eyes.
In fact, what these disciples said just now is quite correct.
Xiang Que was a little confused.
Xiang Que is tired.
And the most important thing is that he is really thinking about spring.
He really doesn't plan to use the white peony cherry blossom that is so important to him to make alchemy.
"Master, this outer disciple said you asked him to come to you?" Xiang An asked in a low voice.
Xiang Que turned his head slowly, the twists and turns may have been a little too hasty, so he hurriedly explained: "Master Jianshou, when you passed by the outer hall yesterday, you told me yourself, let me come to the lake today. I was looking for you, I didn't lie."
Xiang Que looked at him quietly, and nodded after a long time, and he was relieved immediately, and the cold sweat stopped.
"Take him with you" Xiang Que waved his hands weakly.
Xiang An said "Okay" and then walked back with the twists and turns, and then introduced to Zhang Hengheng and the others in a serious manner: "This is the new disciple of our master, come, everyone, come and get acquainted, by the way What's your name?"
"Twists and turns"
Zhang Hengheng said quietly: "You are indeed quite curvy-looking."
He smiled embarrassingly, gave Zhang Hengheng a look at An, and said, "Don't talk about those useless things, since the master has hired him under our family, there is always a purpose. Don't just tease him when you have nothing to do. That's fine. Let me introduce you to both of you, from now on we will all be brothers in the same sect.¡±
Twists and turns bowed and bowed, Zhang Hengheng, Ji Chang, Yuan Ju and the others were all smiling. Xiang Que, who was not far away, watched this scene, sighed inwardly, and said, "It's nice to be young, without so many troubles. Ordinary is also pretty good, and there are not so many troubles, unlike my excellentOrder too much"
The news of Xiang Que's return to the Green Mountain Sect was not a secret, and the higher-ups must have known about it, but no one came to look for him in the past few days, not even the six peak masters who followed Zhao Ping to Tianchi Mountain.
Until about a week after Xiang Que returned to Qingshan, two people joined hands to find him.
The law seat is Chen Tingjun, and the master of Qingshan Peak is Hanhe.
When the two came to the thatched cottage by the lake, Xiang Que was still lying on the chair, but he just raised his eyelids to look at the two of them, and didn't take the initiative to say hello.
In the open space by the lake, a group of disciples were practicing their swords.
Zhang Hengheng said solemnly to the newcomers: "Under the master's sect, there is the most exquisite skill, which is the Qingshan sword array. Among us senior brothers, the worst ones are probably Gu Qinghan and Wang Zhanzhu, but they have a sword formation. I can also throw out at least four or five Qingshan sword formations. As for someone as good as me, it is not uncommon for a sword to produce more than a dozen Qingshan sword formations."
Gu Qinghan and Wang Zhanzhu snorted in their noses, and they were not surprised.
Zhang Hengheng went on to say: "If you want to practice Qingshan Sword Formation, you must at least understand the sword fighting technique created by the master. I will give you a simple guide. Listen to it and ask questions if you don't understand."
Zou Zhe nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, okay."
"The moment you swung your sword out, your wrist shakes extremely fast. This kind of shaking gives your sword a horizontal acceleration, thus forming an arc. This is the principle of sword fighting."
What Zhang Hengheng said was serious and explained in detail, and he also raised his hand to pinch a sword to practice the twists and turns. He watched intently, imitating everything, and unconsciously gestured with his hands.
"Do you understand? Try it. It's the first time. You don't need to worry. You just need to know the principles of sword fighting. Our gifted seniors also practiced for a long time before they grasped the essence "
Zingzhang blinked his eyes and said "oh", then raised the long sword in his hand, recalling the principle of sword fighting in his head, stretched out his arms, and imitated Zhang Hengheng, and shook his sword out.
Immediately, an afterimage of the sword in Ziggy's hand actually appeared, one after another, and under the tip of the sword, a total of six green mountain sword arrays came out out of thin air.
After a pause in astonishment, he shouted happily: "Is it really like this, sword fighting? The master is really amazing, third brother, am I using it right?"
Zhang Hengheng looked dazed, opened his mouth, and the hair in his throat began to dry up.
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