Martial Arts: I Am In The Comprehensive Martial Arts To Hung Up

"Some time ago, you were the legendary kendo master in Dali, right?"

After resting for a while, Xuan Jian, who gradually regained his strength, struggled to stand up and retracted the black Bai Xuan Jian into the scabbard.

The black Bai Xuanjian is worthy of being a powerful weapon, and even a forty-meter sword is still intact.

Qin Chuan saw that Xuan Jian had regained his mobility and did not answer his question, but said:

"It's time to go back, you don't want to be absent on the first day of duty."

In order to accommodate Xuan Jian, the time spent on the return journey took several times more.

Outside the boundless town.

"Although Ba Linglong makes your attacks more bizarre, it also blocks your room for ascent."

"The storage room is a good place. I hope you cherish it. When you refine Ba Linglong, we will fight again."

After Qin Chuan finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Xuan Jian with a handsome back.

In fact, Qin Chuan was not sure whether his suggestion was correct or not. After all, he was only a second sword in the martial arts, but in order to maintain the image of a top master, he still pointed the direction to Xuan Jian.

To sum up, there are many cases where Xuan Jian's strength is greatly increased because of refining the remnant soul in his brain.

I believe that Xuan Jian is no exception. Even if his strength is not greatly increased, and he is protected by a life aura, he should not become worse...

Qin Chuan didn't care about the renewed fighting spirit in Xuanjian's eyes. Xuanjian and Ba Linglong have been integrated for so many years, even if they can be refined, it will not happen overnight.

What's more, Qin Chuan is not standing still. Maybe when Xuan Jian refines Ba Linglong, he will be able to open the full body Susa regularly, and he is afraid that Xuan Jian will jump up and hit his glass cover.

The next morning.

Qin's Tea House.

"This is the spirit tea storage room."

Lao Yu took the guards to the storage room behind the main hall of the tea house, a cottage of more than 40 square meters.

"Your mission is very important. This year's tea is the best year of quality in years. Now the prepared spirit tea has been sealed in the storage room."

Lao Yu pointed to the gate with the seal and said:

"If the doors and windows are opened, the spirit tea will be affected, and the effect will be greatly reduced."

"So it must be guarded at all times, and not a fly can fly in."

As soon as Lao Yu finished speaking, Zhu Shun patted his chest and assured:

"Don't worry, Butler Yu, I will arrange it."

Although Shen Lian brought by Zhu Shun, Lao Yu thought it was not very reliable, but he still trusted Zhu Shun himself.

"Okay, then it's all up to you."

After respectfully sending off Lao Yu, Zhu Shun began his long speech.

Xuan Jian's attention was not on Zhu Shun. Since he approached the storage room, he had a different feeling. He felt that the air had become fresher, and his mind had become much clearer. Even the muscles that were a little sore from the loss of strength began to feel sore. come back to life.

Shen Lian, who was not far away, also had a similar feeling. After being promoted to Grandmaster, he had some impetuous infuriating energy, but after approaching the storage room, he became docile. The cultivation base that was originally planned to take three days to consolidate, according to this situation, does not take an hour. is complete.

"As expected of a treasure that even the royal family longs for, even the breath that escapes during fermentation is so effective."

Shen Lian looked at Xuan Jian and his party with admiration, feeling that they had missed a hundred million.

"Master, the guards in the storage room are all arranged."

"Okay, I don't worry about your work."

Lao Yu stood beside Qin Chuan with a look of hesitating to speak.

Qin Chuan asked curiously:

"What's wrong? Lao Yu."

"Master, do you really want the group of Shen Lian to replace the disciples of Wuliangjian, the old man looks a little unreliable."

Qin Chuan chuckled, it seems that Shen Lian's performance yesterday really impressed Lao Yu so much that he has been brooding.

"Lao Yu, if you don't worry about it, let Shen Lian and the others compete with the Wuliangjian disciples in Zhuangshang. Don't you know?"

"Yes, the owner is right."

Lao Yu suddenly realized, clapped his hands, and hurried out again.

in the courtyard.

Shen Lian and his party of thirteen people, with the lowest cultivation base, are the acquired first-class.

Under Lao Yu's order, he had no choice but to take turns and beat up 20 third-rate Wuliangjian disciples.

That scene, even Lao Yu, who started it, couldn't stand it anymore, and he always thought that the disciples of the Wuliangjian sect were masters.

Lao Yu admitted that he had really missed the point. Compared with the disciples of Wuliangjian, Shen Lian and the others were undoubtedly the masters of the masters.

Then, Xuan Jian, who can hang and beat Shen Lian, has no idea how tall he is.

But what is certain is that the safety of the storage room is handed over to Xuan Jian and the others, and Lao Yu is very relieved.

So much so that Shen Lian wanted to be transferred to guard the storage room, but he was stillborn before he could say it.

evening.

When Qin Chuan returned to the house.

In the distance, I saw two guards with waist knives standing at the door, like statues on both sides of the door.

When Qin Chuan approached, the two suddenly bowed and cupped hands, startling Qin Chuan.

"What is Lao Yu doing?"

Qin Chuan felt uncomfortable all over, and with a stomach full of questions, he was going to ask Lao Yu for clarification.

"Master, what do you think the old man has arranged?"

"What?"

Seeing Lao Yu running to the front with a proud face to ask for credit, Qin Chuan slowly typed a "?" next to his head.

"It's still a wise owner. Shen Lian and the others do have two brushes, which are much better than the crooked melons and cracked dates of the Infinite Sword."

As soon as they arrived at Qin's house, Shen Lian and the others showed great professionalism. In one afternoon, they arranged the work of the house's nursing home properly. In comparison, the previous defense seemed to be full of loopholes.

"Lao Yu, you don't seem to have said that in the morning."

It seems that not only women are fickle, but also Lao Yu.

"Nonsense, the old man has always trusted Shen Lian's ability."

If he hadn't known the truth, Qin Chuan would have almost been deceived by Lao Yu's straight face.

"Also, what's up with the two at the door?"

"Master, you have seen the two of you at the door. How about it? Is it stylish enough and pompous enough?"

Qin Chu suddenly felt his head swell and was speechless.

"It's very imposing and pompous, but the gate of our house is only six feet wide, don't you think it's crowded with two people there?"

Lao Yu was thinking about the show, but he really didn't think about a problem. Thinking about the scene carefully, Lao Yu shivered, it was really embarrassing.

"By the way, what about the old Pei who was originally the gatekeeper?"

"Master, I see that Lao Pei is so old, and it's not a problem to still guard the door, so let the master arrange him to manage the garden, water it when he has nothing to do, and trim the flowers and plants."

The Little Garden in the house is also planted with some flowers and plants, none of which are precious, nor so delicate, and the management is really easy.

"Although Lao Pei is old, his body may be better than yours, not to mention that you transferred Lao Pei from the spirit tea storage room to the concierge a month ago, and it was less than a month ago that he was asked to manage the garden, what are you doing? Fa, be careful people have opinions."

In the entire tea house, apart from Qin Chuan himself, the people with the best health are Lao Yu who took Shuxin and Lao Pei who had been guarding the Lingcha storeroom for a long time.

"Forget it, let's re-arrange things in the yard quickly. After all, you Lao Yu has seen the world, and you act like a nouveau riche. What kind of thing is it?"

"What the owner has taught me is that the old man will let people rearrange it."

Not far from the tea house.

There is a farm.

More than 40 small farmyards are arranged in an orderly manner.

In the sunset, a group of small children chased and played in the alleys.

"Master Pei, why did you come back so early today?"

A middle-aged woman greets an old man.

Lao Pei is a nearly seventy-year-old old man with Madara white hair, whose exact name is unknown.

It is said that he was originally from the Tang Dynasty, and his son also served as a small official. Unfortunately, because he was in the wrong team, he was implicated and his family fled.

On the way, Lao Pei was separated from his family, and he was exiled all the way. When he was exiled to Dali, he was already yellow-faced, skinny and crazy.

Lao Yu saw him as pitiful, and took him into the tea house, only then could he have a stable life, his body gradually became tougher, and his mind recovered.

"The old man is getting old. Butler Yu is kind and let me take care of the Little Garden in the house. It's easy and I have more free time."

Lao Pei spoke in an unhurried tone, giving people a feeling of peace of mind and gentleness.

In this farm, there are basically people in every household who work in the tea house, and they are very familiar with each other.

The middle-aged woman is the wife of the old man next door. Her husband and son both work in the tea house.

After a few words of courtesy with the woman, Lao Pei pushed the door and entered his small courtyard.

Light up oil lamps, like bean lights, to bring some light into the room a little.

In the small room, except for a sleeping couch by the wall, there is only a table in the middle with an oil lamp.

He boiled a pot of water in the small kitchen beside the yard, heated the steamed buns brought from Qin's house, and then took some pickles from the jar to make today's dinner.

Under the light, Lao Pei was eating pickles, chewing steamed buns slowly, and drinking hot water from time to time, looking peaceful and content.

Suddenly, Lao Pei's face changed, and with a 'smack', he slapped the chopsticks on the table, and his eyes radiated a cold light that bit people.

At this moment, a charming voice sounded in the silent room.

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