Zongman: My Natsume parents and sons are in Kyoto

The "cross spear" that was designed to fire cold guns, and the "gun" that "will be given for nothing if you are decisive" have not been taken out!This guy's Wei Mingliu has no routine at all, and only exists for winning skills.

"Don't you have something to do here?"

"I'm curious, why did you learn swordsmanship from that old guy?"

Kikyo didn't reject Natsume Ryuhe's proposal anymore, but spoke out in doubt.

Natsume Ryuhe opened the window and looked at the snow-covered valley outside: "Although the task is very important, the opportunity to improve one's strength is also very precious."

Kikyo pursed her lips and showed a sneering smile: "I don't remember Onmyoji, I still need to learn swordsmanship."

"Too many skills don't overwhelm you~!"

Natsume Ryuhe grinned: "My uncle once told me that boys need to learn more outside so that they won't be bullied."

"Okay, all the way, you should rest earlier."

Kikyo lifted the gooseneck to remind again: "I don't need to rest, and my body won't be tired."

"There will always be mental fatigue. If you can't sleep, maybe I can help you."

Kikyo hesitated: "What should I do?"

Natsume Longhe tapped the bird on his shoulder with his index finger: "Weiying."

"Roger that!"

The bird made a human voice, then opened its elegant and noble eyes, and looked towards Kikyo.

"Ok!"

Kikyo groaned softly and his body swayed a little, but he still held on.

Natsume Ryuhe stepped forward gently, and put Kikyo on the bed: "Sleep! No one can hurt you if I'm here."

"Thank you!"

Kikyo, who was tired, only had time to say thank you in a mosquito-like voice, and then fell asleep directly.

Kikyo and Higure Kagome have exactly the same face, but the brows reveal a completely different style from Higure Kagome.

Compared with Higurashi Kagome who lives in happiness, Kikyo's life is much more miserable!

Trust, betrayal, hatred!until finally dying.

What is the purpose of running all the way? !

Natsume Ryuhe soothed Kikyo's frown even when he fell asleep: "Let's rest! I have a lot of work to do next."

.......

Early the next morning.

Before dawn, a chilly wind suddenly blew into the house, followed by Wei Ming's determined voice.

"Natsume Ryuhe! Get up and follow me to practice early."

The dazed Natsume Ryuhe was awakened by the cool swishing wind, and with a bitter expression on his face, Wei Mingyixin took him out.

"Teacher! Could it be too early? It's not even dawn yet."

Wei Ming sat cross-legged in the courtyard with all his heart: "If you practice diligently, you should be one step ahead of others!"

"When others are still sleeping, you are wielding a knife, and when others wake up, you are still wielding a knife. Waiting for the moment when others wield a knife! It is already too late."

"Do you want to be the one wielding the knife, or the one sleeping?!"

Although the words are vulgar, the meaning contained in them is not unreasonable.

Xia Mu Longhe clenched his teeth: "Please also ask the teacher to teach you everything."

Wei Ming nodded wholeheartedly, and then threw out a long knife with a sheath: "Your knife is too sharp, it is not suitable for practice, use this knife to practice."

Natsume Ryuhe took it, then pulled out the scabbard, and the corner of his mouth twitched for a moment.

"That... is this a knife?!"

It is indeed, but looking at the pitted blade, let alone killing the enemy... (cdeg) I am afraid that there will be water chestnuts in cutting vegetables.

"When will you be able to split that rock with this knife, and you will be considered as having completed the first stage of practice."

"When will you use this knife and defeat me! Then you will be considered a teacher."

Natsume Ryuhe shouted: "How is this possible, even if it is possible, I don't know how long it will take!"

Wei Ming Yixin stood up slowly, and at the same time drew out the long knife at his waist to be serious and solemn.

"If it's you, it shouldn't be too long."

"As long as you learn to really use the sword, you can easily do it with your ability."

"Come on! Feel the strength of Wei Mingliu."

"Ding ding dong~!"

"......"

From the dim sky until dawn, until noon and dusk, Natsume Longhe never stopped at all except simply eating.

As for Weiming Yixin, he is always by his side, but his physique is obviously impossible to practice with Natsume Ryuhe all the time.

In the end, he still practiced hard alone.

.......

"Crench~!"

Pushing open the door, Natsume Ryuhe fell directly on the bed, his eyelids raised and his face full of exhaustion.

Kikyo, who was sitting peacefully on the edge of the bed, frowned at Natsume Ryuhe: "Go take a bath!"

Natsume Ryuhe raised his eyebrows: "No! I'm exhausted, I'm going to sleep now."

"You stink too much, it will affect my sleep state later."

The corner of Xia Mu Longhe's mouth twitched, and he tentatively said, "Otherwise, why don't you rest tonight?"

"Ha ha!"

Kikyo didn't speak, just looked at Natsume Ryuhe coldly, and walked towards him at the same time.

"Don't~! I'll go by myself, okay."

Natsume Ryuhe almost didn't fall asleep on the way to take a bath, and when he came back again, Kikyo was already obediently lying on the bed, staring at Natsume Ryuhe with big watery eyes.

certainly!If you think there is a story about river crabs here, you are wrong!

"Lithography."

"......"

"Good night~!"

Natsume Ryuhe looked at Kikyo, whose eyes were closed and breathing evenly, and retracted into his bed.

Stretch your legs and close your eyes!

Consciousness fell into a state of confusion in an instant, and he was exhausted this day.

.......

However, Natsume Ryuhe, who had just closed his eyes, felt as if he hadn't slept for long.

A gust of chilly howling wind hit.

"Boy! Get up, go to morning exercise!"

Natsume Ryuhe opened his eyes with confusion: "So fast?!"

"Hurry up."

"......"

Natsume Ryuhe thought that learning swordsmanship might be very difficult, but he never thought that it would be so difficult.

Especially Wei Ming's single-minded practice can almost be described as hell style.

Every time he came back in the evening, Natsume Ryuhe was exhausted and took a bath to rest.

This routine has been going on for a week!

.......

"Clang clang ~!"

In front of the courtyard, Xia Mulonghe held a pitted long knife and beat a stone continuously, but there was no trace left at all.

This kind of stone, which has been eroded by cold currents, has a surface that is far stronger than iron.

"Stupid! Don't use force, use skill."

"Control your breathing, communicate with the airflow to form the sword pressure, don't lose the sword in your hand, you won't have this ability."

"Your own ability is completely capable of doing this."

Natsume Ryuhe repeatedly failed to hear Weiming Yixin's admonition, and was still beating the tall stone in front of him like a violent storm.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and a howling wind was blowing up around.

"Hook wind pressure! Form sword pressure."

In the next second, Natsume Ryuhe's eyes flashed suddenly.

The long knife fell not as fast as before, it was a little slow but when it really fell, it was in an instant.

"Shh~!"

The surrounding gust of wind stopped in an instant, and the converging line suddenly fell.

"Crack!"

The huge stone was split into two halves in an instant, and the inside surface was smooth, as if it had been cut by some supreme magic weapon.

But actually.