Daoist is robbing darts again today [Sword Three + Comprehensive Martial Arts]

On this day, a visitor came to Wanmei Villa.

It was an old man.

He has a pale face, cloth shoes and white socks, and is wearing a white cloth gown. His eyes are so bright that people dare not look at him closely.

This is the first time anyone has visited Wanmei Villa.

The servants in the villa were all ready to fight, Steward Luo personally led the old man into the villa, and immediately sent someone to invite Bai Jin.

This person is exactly Xue Xiaoren's elder brother, Xue Yiren.

The blood-clothed man who has become a legend in the Jianghu.

What is the man in blood?

That is to say, every knight who fought against Xue Yiren soaked Xue Yiren's snow-white gown with their blood.

Therefore, it is called the man in blood.

At this time, two full months have passed since Xue Xiaoren was defeated.

They thought that Xue Yiren would not come, but today, Xue Yiren came to visit in person.

This is really a very strange thing.

But many things in Jianghu cannot be guessed by common sense?

Bai Jin also came soon.

The white-clothed swordsman stepped into the hall, raised his eyes, and met Xue Yiren's majestic eyes.

Xue Yiren looked at him, and said slowly: "I came in a hurry, I didn't hand in the greeting card in advance, I was rude."

Bai Jin also looked at him and said, "It's okay."

People in the Jianghu are informal, even women can show their faces in the Jianghu, so what is there to care about these ordinary etiquette?

Xue Yiren said again: "I'm here to pick up the ashes of my younger brother."

Bai Jin nodded, and Housekeeper Luo immediately turned around and left the hall where he received guests.

But when he walked to the door, he ran into a small dumpling.

"...Master?"

Ximen Xiaochuuxue took a look at Butler Luo, ran into the hall with short legs, and hugged Bai Jin's leg.

Ever since Bai Jin came back from a long journey, this little guy has been very clingy, he likes to follow behind his master quietly, even if Bai Jin disappears for a while.It was the first time there was a guest in the villa, and Ximen Xiao Chuuxue didn't know whether he should appear at this time, he just looked curiously at this old man who suddenly appeared, his eyes were clear and clean, even Xue Yiren couldn't help but slow down complexion.

Few people would speak harshly to a naive and ignorant child.

Bai Jin patted the little apprentice's head.

"Chuuxue is young and ignorant, it's impolite."

This time, the person who changed Xue Yi replied, "It's okay."

Bai Jin said to Ximen Chuuxue again in a warm voice: "Chuixue, say hello to the guests."

Ximen Chuuxue said obediently, "Hello, Uncle."

Xue Yiren finally couldn't help showing a smile.

He said: "At my age, I can already be your grandfather."

Xiaotuanzi showed a puzzled expression, and tightened the corner of Bai Jin's clothes. Bai Jin looked down at him, and felt that the little apprentice didn't seem to be afraid, but just a little resigned.

He also smiled and said: "He has never left Wanmei Villa since he was a child, and he has never seen many things. When he grows up, he still needs to go out more and take a look."

Not to mention that children have never met their grandparents, Chuuxue doesn't even know any children of the same age now.

Xue Yiren agreed: "An outstanding swordsman cannot just practice sword at home."

Every Jiang Hu person will take it for granted that the younger generation of swordsmen will also become a swordsman.

Bai Jin was noncommittal.

Xue Yiren pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "You are such a young great master, no wonder he would lose to you."

He saw through Bai Jin's realm at a glance, doesn't that mean - he is also a master of the Grand Master realm?

Bai Jin was not surprised, he just said: "His sword is very fast."

This him, of course, refers to that black robe man, that Xue Xiaoren.

Xue Yiren said in a deep voice: "The only martial art in the world is speed. He is fast, but not fast enough. The reason why he is not fast enough is because of me. This is my fault."

Xue Xiaoren has been stuck at the peak of the master for many, many years, and he still has not made any progress in his realm after many years. In the end, he can only pretend to be crazy and foolish to escape reality, and his swordsmanship has gradually become demon... How can all of this have nothing to do with Xue Yiren?

"So you're only two months late?"

"Yes."

Bai Jin said firmly, "You have suffered internal injuries."

Xue Yiren didn't care and said: "Not bad."

Bai Jin said: "You came here not just to retrieve his ashes."

Xue Yiren said sharply: "That's right! I'm not only here to bring his ashes home, I'm also here to see the sword that killed him."

Bai Jin shook his head: "I have never fought against a master at the level of a great master, so I have been looking forward to this day, but I don't want to fight against someone with internal injuries."

Xue Yiren sighed: "I am his heart disease, and he is also a piece of my heart disease. Now that this heart disease has been eradicated, I feel as if a piece of flesh has been gouged out of my heart. Today I came to Wanmei Villa for Get rid of my demons."

Heart demon.

After Xue Xiaoren's death, especially after learning about Xue Xiaoren's deeds behind pretending to be crazy and foolish for most of his life, Xue Yiren's heart disease for many years finally turned into a heart demon. Amidst the turmoil of internal power, the originally stable realm almost fell to the master several times...

Fortunately, he managed to stabilize his peace of mind in the end, and traveled all the way to Wanmei Villa.

Bai Jin looked at him quietly for a long time, then made a gesture of asking, and said, "Please."

He lowered his head and told Ximen Chuuxue, "Chuixue, wait for me here."

Little Fuxue neither nodded nor shook her head, but just quietly watched the two men in white disappear from the door one after the other, not knowing what was going on in her little head.

Bai Jin led Xue Yiren to the plum forest.

If you want to compete swords in the villa, there is no place more quiet and suitable for exchanging swordsmanship than the plum grove.

The two swordsmen who were also dressed in white stood still in their respective positions.

Needless to say, the sword is out!

Xue Yiren's sword is faster than Xue Xiaoren's.

His sword is a truly invisible sword, no one can see how this sword is shot, and where it stabs from.

The world is so big, how can there be no faster sword than Xue Xiaoren's sword?

If you really think this way, you will underestimate this world too much!

Bai Jin remembered the battle with Shi Guanyin. Shi Guanyin was also very fast, dexterous, and had weird moves. In the final battle of his life, Shi Guanyin successfully transformed "very fast" into "very slow", But today Xue Yiren used his sword to tell him that the ultimate speed can be even faster!

Come on, for a swordsman, how can there be such a thing as "extreme"!

Bai Jin's sword moved.

Seemingly slow but not slow, seemingly fast but not fast, the trajectory of the sword seems to be integrated with the natural way of heaven and earth. His swordsmanship has abandoned the sword moves learned in the Jianghu of the Tang Dynasty.

He does not need it.

His kendo shouldn't be limited by sword moves!

The intangible wins the tangible, and there are tricks to win without tricks.

They just passed one move.

One move is one sword!

Another sword!

Another sword that made heaven and earth lose color!

The huge sword energy collided violently, some of them canceled each other out, but more sword energy exploded around after the stalemate. In a daze, Bai Jin seemed to hear Ximen Chuuxue's footsteps!

His sword paused.

At this moment, a ray of sword energy from Xue Yiren pierced into his heart, and there was a piercing pain. The next moment, the move of Zhen Shanhe had landed firmly on Ximen Chuuxue who was beside the plum tree.

Ximen Chuuxue stared blankly at the two white-clothed swordsmen in the arena. Under the plum tree, two people, two swords, and the white-clothed black sword dazzled the little child.

He couldn't even see the translucent sword hilt falling beside him, and his mind and eyes were filled with the figures of two peerless swordsmen.

Xue Yiren has withdrawn his sword!

Bai Jin also withdrew his sword!

Xue Yiren looked at Bai Jin's face which was obviously paler than before, and sighed: "You are distracted, this battle cannot be counted."

Bai Jin said coldly: "This battle cannot be counted at all!"

Just because Xue Yiren suffered internal injuries, from the beginning of this battle, Bai Jin didn't treat him as a real life-and-death battle to go all out.

Xue Yiren sighed again: "Not only have I suffered internal injuries, but I am also old."

It has been a long time since he had fought against such a young man, so until today, Xue Yi has truly realized that he is getting old.

It's not about swordsmanship, it's about spirituality.

Bai Jin was puzzled and said: "I don't know if your heart is old, but I know that your sword is not old!"

Xue Yiren laughed, and suddenly he swept away the depression before, his brows were full of confidence and arrogance, like a sharp sword out of its sheath!

A, peerless sword!

"Yes, although my people are old, my sword will never be old! Young man, if you have time, you are welcome to come to my house as a guest, and I will definitely wait for you."

Bai Jin said solemnly: "Okay."

Xue Yiren left, and before he left, Bai Jin said to him: "Xue Xiaoren's failure to win against you is his life's regret."

Sorry, sorry.

Xue Yiren chewed these two words countless times, and left Wanmei Villa with his younger brother's ashes.

Steward Luo whispered: "I'm afraid there will be a lot of Xue Xiaoren's mess waiting for him to deal with when he returns this time."

As an idler, Bai Jin is very grateful for the existence of Yu Luocha at this time.A person like Yu Luocha, who has a lot of things to deal with every day, but has not lost his martial arts, is actually more remarkable than him.

The world is so big, there is always no shortage of strange people.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes were stern: "Chuixue."

"Master." Xiao Chuuxue came over and grabbed the hem of his clothes, raised her face, and said seriously: "I want to learn sword."

Bai Jin was startled.

"You want to learn swords?"

"Ok!"

"Do you know what a sword is?"

Ximen Xiaochuuxue shook her head honestly.

Bai Jin said coldly: "Then why do you learn swords?"

Xiao Fuxue thought about it, but still shook her head.

He looked puzzled, a little nervous and apprehensive.

Bai Jin laughed.

"It's okay."

He said softly: "You will always realize the answer one day! Just remember that the answers of others are only their answers, and your answer...you must find it from your own sword."

Xiao Fuxue's eyes lit up, "Okay!"

Bai Jin rubbed his little head, "Go and play, Master is a little tired and wants to take a rest."

Xiao Chuuxue was stunned, carefully observing Bai Jin's face, seemed to be a little hesitant, but Butler Luo immediately stepped forward, coaxed a few words in a low voice, and finally Xiao Chuuxue was led away by Butler Luo.

When Butler Luo and the little apprentice walked away, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of the white swordsman's mouth, and the pain in his heart seemed to gradually spread to his limbs and bones.

His expression was as calm as ever, and he didn't seem to take this injury to heart. He turned around and went back to his own yard to adjust his breath.

—— Fubuki took the initiative to ask to learn swords, which is something to be happy about.