Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 481 Beast Thaumaturgy
Huo Qi shook his head, indicating that it was not appropriate at this time.

They use small movements to communicate, what are they communicating?
Let Lin Su write poetry!

However, Lin Su didn't come out, he was in the room...

What is he doing?

He didn't seem to be doing anything, he was sitting on the window by the side of the cabin, holding a very strange whistle, watching very seriously...

This whistle comes from Doufang City Service Beast Master.

At that time, Lin Su used the "Li Daitao Zombie" method of war to replace the people surrounded by the abandoned beasts. When the abandoned beasts became a huge crisis for Osumi's army, Commander Osumi ordered the beast masters to re-control the abandoned beasts. At that moment, Lin Su With the pupil of a thousand degrees, Su saw the location of the beast master, and killed him with a sword first, and snatched the whistle for controlling the abandoned beast.

Afterwards, he also studied the whistle, trying to find out the key to the beast-handling secret technique.

After studying for a few days, he roughly figured out the basic principle of the beast.

This whistle is the key.

There is a very magical micro-array in the whistle, through the sound waves, it can resonate with the brain waves of the beasts, so as to achieve the purpose of taming the beasts.

These, he interpreted in combination with modern knowledge.

But it is far from being able to truly understand the mystery.

Beast thaumaturgy, one of the top ten secret arts in ancient times, how could it be so easy to interpret?

He wanted to try it on the spot, but a fatal problem occurred, he couldn't blow the whistle!
In order to pursue this secret, he searched all kinds of books on the Wen Dao tree, and found the answer from a "Secrets of Ancient Arts". The secret whistle used by the beast master is the bone of an ancient secret beast. It is made by the blood of the beast master, so it is useless for others to get the whistle. Only those who have the blood of the beast can really play the role of the whistle.

It is impossible for Lin Su’s [-]th generation to have the blood of beast beasts. In theory, he has no possibility of delving into the art of beast beasts. However, Lin Su’s knowledge is too extensive. He sees the essence through phenomena, and can sound waves control other people’s brain waves?No!It is not sound waves that control brain waves, and sound is just a medium. As long as the mental power is strong enough, it is possible to directly control brain waves without using sound waves!

The Beastmaster didn't have enough mental power, so he could only amplify his mental power through the sound waves and the miniature array in the whistle.

And him?The mental power has reached level 28, as long as it breaks through the threshold of level 30, the mental power can be released, and the beast can be controlled without a whistle!

As long as you can figure out what the brain waves of the beast are like.

This is another interpretation of animal servitude.

However, this is not something he can do in front of him. If he wants to achieve this impossible miracle in the world, the first thing he needs to do is to increase his mental strength.

However, this thing is too difficult, there is no training method at all, and he can only wait for his cultivation base to improve, and his spiritual power will gradually increase after his cultivation base improves.

Alright, the matter of beast-serving has turned over.

You can go out and write a poem.

Huo Qi looked at it several times, but he just didn't respond with his eyes, but it didn't mean he didn't know.

This guy……

Lin Su pushed open the door, stepped onto the deck, greeted the hottest summer sun, felt the strong wind blowing from the river, the poems in his stomach were surging, and the first capital was a colorful start...

However, when he stepped on the deck, his eyes fell on the river, and his eyes were fixed.

He saw a small boat, and there was an old man in the boat. The bamboo pole in the old man's hand was stuck in the river obliquely. He only had four and a half fingers on his hand...

Lin Su's thousand-degree pupil locked on him firmly.

The old man also stared at him with his old eyes, the boat slipped lightly for some reason, and stuck to the side of the big boat.

"Old man, would you like to board the boat for a journey?" Lin Su said.

"I can't get on a big boat with a tall canopy. If you are interested, you might as well come to my small boat and take a ride." The old man smiled, and his face was full of wrinkles like the annual rings of time.

"Okay!" Lin Su moved his feet, stepped into the air, and landed on the boat.

The boat naturally leaned back more than ten feet and followed the big boat.

On the big boat, Zhang Haoran and others didn't take it seriously, and even praised it...

The sage said, the people are the most important, the community is second, and the king is the least. Brother Lin has really practiced this holy saying to the extreme. In his world, there is really no distinction between high and low.Zhang Haoran said so.

Huo Qi nodded. In fact, this is what I admire the most about him. There are hundreds of thousands of refugees on the river beach, and he has benefited from him.

Li Yangxin said, yes, just like the idyllic poem he wrote on the west mountain that day, without the experience of stepping on the loess and facing the common people directly, he could not write such a vivid poem.

The maid next to him rolled her eyes, tell me, after he told the fisherman, would he write a colorful poem after he came back, such as "Meet the fisherman on the river" or something?Let this old man inexplicably leave his name through the ages?
Everyone's eyes gathered and fell on the girl's face...

On the boat, Lin Su handed the old man a jug of wine. The old man took it, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes: "I have been walking in the world for thousands of years, and this is the first time I have drunk such good wine."

If Zhang Haoran and others heard this sentence, they would definitely be shocked.

Because who in the world can walk for thousands of years?
But Lin Su didn't notice any difference: "Senior, is it really Li Zexi, the remnant of Jianmen?"

This old man was the old man who sent him and Zhang Yiyu to Jianmen on the Spring River that day, and even the boat under his feet was the same boat that day.

The Chunjiang River and the Yangtze River are completely two water systems, theoretically it is impossible for such a small boat to cross them, but Lin Su knows that for a person like him, let alone crossing two water systems with a small boat, even if the small boat is rowed to the Hundred Thousand Mountains It's normal to go up to the top of the mountain.

The old man heaved a long sigh: "Jianmen, will you recognize me as the youngest child?"

This is already a positive answer.

He is none other than Li Zexi, the peerless genius of Jianmen in the past, and the former head teacher who surpassed the way of swordsmanship.

Lin Sudao: "Whether Jianmen recognizes or not, does senior care?"

"In the span of a thousand years, things have already changed. It stands to reason that I shouldn't care about it, but..." He didn't continue, and took a heavy sip of wine, which was directly half a jar.

"However, you can't forget the kindness that the head teacher brought you back from the snow in the past. You can't forget the scene of the sword gate being closed thousands of years ago and the scene of the same door laughing. You have been walking in the world for thousands of years. The scene you really want to see, isn't it?" Lin Su's voice was very soft, as if it would blow away in the wind.

However, Li Zexi's wrinkles instantly deepened by three points: "Why bother to uncover a thousand-year-old wound?"

"Since you know that it has been hurt for thousands of years, and the taste is not good, why didn't you take action to change it in the past?"

Li Zexi slowly raised his head, staring at the waves in front of him, and his chest also rose and fell gently. After a long time, he said slowly: "The matter of sending troops that day is quite controversial among the people. To this day, who can really decide?" Is it right or wrong? The master insisted on sending troops, but the old man is against it. It has nothing to do with kindness or morality, but a difference of opinion. From the perspective of the people of the world, he is right, but as far as the Jianmen sect is concerned, is he really right? A thousand-year sect will be extinct until he reaches him, and fifty thousand disciples will be extinct in one day..."

Dugushi's choice made the whole world better and sacrificed Jianmen.

And if according to Li Zexi's choice, he is more willing to save Jianmen. He was thrown into the snow when he was born, and he has never felt half of the beauty in the world. Thoughts are also normal.

Lin Su murmured: "Three thousand warriors came out of the mountain, maybe they are really seeking their own death, but Jianmen, there are still [-] remaining disciples, so they really must be destroyed..."

What he wanted to say was that the head teacher led three thousand generations of disciples to leave the mountain, resulting in the emptiness of Jianmen and being wiped out by other sects. However, why didn't you, Li Zexi, appear? As long as Li Zexi appeared in time to protect Jianmen, it would obviously be another matter A script, but Li Zexi didn't show up!

However, he is not qualified to question Li Zexi.

Therefore, he chose to express his doubts in this relatively obscure way.

"What should and shouldn't be, are old things, whether they should be destroyed or not, they will all be destroyed!" Li Zexi sighed and changed the subject directly: "You are now, are you willing to participate in the Yaochi meeting?"

"Yes!" Lin Su admitted frankly.

"What goal did he set for you?" Li Zexi's eyes flickered.The "he" he is talking about is of course Dugu Xing. The two survivors of Jianmen thousands of years ago, brothers of the same school, have become very delicate now. They are not even willing to mention each other's name. When it has to be mentioned, "he" will be used instead.

Lin Su laughed, Senior Dugu is very interesting. At the beginning, he just hoped that I could show up and tell the world that the sword gate is still alive. Later, his expected goal changed, and he hoped that I could show the strength of the sword gate.

And you?Senior Li, what do you want me to do?
Lin Su stared into Li Zexi's eyes and asked...

Li Zexi smiled faintly: "This old man's goal may be slightly higher than his. This old man hopes that you... will win the top three in the Billboard!"

Lin Su was surprised: "Senior, do you have too high expectations for me? It's only been a mere year since I stepped into the cultivation school, and I spent most of the time in the officialdom. I didn't have much time to practice swordsmanship with those old fritters. .”

Li Zexi said: "A rotten tree for a thousand years is still a rotten tree, and a genius for ten years is still a genius!"

These words are domineering!

But Lin Su murmured: "Ten years of genius is still a genius, senior is mighty! But you have to give me ten years, I'm only a year old, I'm really a young seedling, the kind that is tender and tender..."

"Yeah, it's only been a year. In theory, you can't make any waves. However, you only realize the sword intent overnight, and you let the sword cry only in three days and three nights. The world of geniuses is measured by time." It doesn't make sense. Besides, the old man made a special trip to see you today, but he brought you a gift."

what?
Li Zexi flipped his hand, and a jade pendant appeared in his palm...

"what is this?"

"You have practiced the first three swords of Dugu Nine Swords, so you must hope to get the third one?"

Lin Su's heart was beating wildly...

Lin Su has already learned the first three swords of Dugu, the sword of humanity, and the ingenious mechanism of Jianmen, and the three puppets of Jianming Mountain are the inheritors.

There is only one person in this world who knows the three swords of middle school, the sword of authenticity, and that is Li Zexi.

After he had mastered the first three moves, he was obsessed with the three swords.

But now, the long-term obsession has become a reality. When he was about to step into the world of practice and compete with the genius of practice, the Three Swords appeared, and Li Zexi sent it to him specially.

(End of this chapter)