Senior Sister, her character is broken [Transmigration Book]

As soon as the master finished speaking, a young male cultivator raised his hand to signal.

Rui Yu recognized this high-spirited male cultivator. The male cultivator's name was Meng Yichi. He joined the sect in the same year as Rui Yu, and now he has become an inner sect disciple under an elder. The spiritual root is a single spiritual root and a lightning root.

Rui Yu once met this Meng Yichi during the apprentice acceptance ceremony. He was standing with his sword in his arms, out of tune with the enthusiastic atmosphere around him. Only when he was looking forward to the top of the main peak of the Sword Sect, there was a trace of enthusiasm in his eyes.

And after joining the Sword Sect, Meng Yichi's sword idiot attribute quickly spread throughout the entire sect. After all, he was the only one who challenged the senior sisters and brothers one after another after he joined the sect. The madness was comparable to that of Gu Shuyi back then.

For some reason, Rui Yu always felt that there seemed to be a hint of displeasure in the eyes of this colleague who glanced at her. She didn't offend this celebrity, right?

Rui Yu couldn't figure it out.

The two disciples went to the martial arts training arena, and both sides saluted. As Meng Yichi's opponent, the other disciple was not bad in talent, his eyes were full of war, and his expression was eager to try: "Brother Meng, please."

Meng Yichi nodded in response, ready to fight.

The battle between the disciples is not comparable to the battle between the senior sister and the master, but it is also very interesting. It can be seen that Meng Yichi has not practiced too little basic sword moves. The one style is full of strength, and the opponent is retreating steadily, but within a few breaths, the victory or defeat has become a foregone conclusion.

The master is very satisfied with Meng Yichi's performance: "Okay, very good, it can be seen that he has worked hard, who will go next?"

With Zhuyu in front, most of the rest of the people present didn't really want to lose face behind Meng Yichi, the atmosphere became stalemate for a while, and the master glanced displeasedly: "No one wants to take the initiative to play?"

When the atmosphere became more and more stalemate, someone among the disciples suddenly suggested: "I'm not good at learning, and I want to see the master's demonstration of the basic sword moves. Why don't the master and Rui Yu go on stage now?"

Rui Yu paused, obviously, the person who made the suggestion did not have good intentions, and only the targeted Rui Yu himself could detect the maliciousness in his tone.

However, the master thinks this is a good idea, and the left and right sides also have to play. What is the difference between the morning show and the evening show?

So he turned to ask Rui Yu for his opinion: "What do you think?"

Rui Yu looked at the crowd with a half-smile, obviously everyone is from the same family, why is there so much malice towards her?It was as if she shouldn't have joined Jianzong, or appeared in this sect.

Perhaps a few days ago, Rui Yu was not confident about herself, but after being trained by Gu Shuyi, she was still very curious about what kind of evaluation her level could achieve from the master.

Rui Yu withdrew her gaze, and didn't give any eyes or attention to her classmates who hid in the crowd and released malice. This kind of person who only dared to hide in the crowd was not worthy of her giving any more eyes.

"Sir, please enlighten me." Rui Yu clasped his fists and saluted, his demeanor and posture were very relaxed, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

When the wooden swords intertwined, Rui Yu was startled by the force coming from the wooden sword, and barely let go of his hand, but accompanied by this force was Rui Yu's eyes and aura that became more and more courageous as he fought.

Stabbing, picking, splitting, pointing, and breaking, within a few short strokes, the wooden sword went down. It was obvious that only the wooden sword was fighting, but Rui Yu heard the sonorous and crisp interlacing sound of metal collisions in a trance. This wooden sword that is not considered a sword is left.

The master also seemed to be in a good mood, facing the new disciples unconsciously, he put up all his energy to fight, blocking, stabbing, chopping, every move was a hearty duel.

The sword in his hand is a part of the body, it is the hands and the feet, and he uses the wooden sword as freely as if directing the body. The moves change faster and faster, and Rui Yu's eyes shine brightly, which is unprecedented when he was fighting with Gu Shuyi. a feeling of.

Gu Shuyi is a mountain, a high mountain, a mountain that she cannot climb over for the time being, Master is also a mountain, but it is not a high mountain, it is not a mountain, it is a hill that can be seen to the top at a glance, and can be crossed with a little effort.

When the sword turned, it trembled slightly at the wrist, and the dull pain dissipated from the wrist, but Rui Yu did not let go of the sword in her hand. She never forgot the lesson that Gu Shuyi taught her on the first day. The sword is life, it is something that cannot be discarded, and it is something that must be firmly grasped in life and death.

Rui Yu's movements opened and closed, and the corners of his white clothes danced lightly, like a rose in full bloom, a bouquet of burning flames.

Rui Yu felt the heat, not the heat from excessive exercise, but a heat emerging from the inside of the body, from a deeper place. This heat seemed to break through the shackles and merge with the sword in his hand. The amber eyes seemed to be slightly After a sliver of flame, a swipe of red, Rui Yu's whole body was excited and aroused.

However, this mysterious and mysterious state was abruptly broken by a sudden blow. The wooden sword in the master's hand pointed directly at the weak point in the throat. If the use of spiritual power was not allowed, the wooden sword in his hand might pierce Rui Yu's neck in the next second. up.

This sudden scene made the master's hands tremble slightly, and then he retracted the wooden sword as if nothing had happened: "You lost."

Rui Yu folded his sword and saluted with a smile on his face: "Master is still better at it, disciple still needs to work harder."

The master is also very happy to see him. As expected of the disciple accepted by the sect master, he is far ahead in the way of swordsmanship. In the match just now, he almost thought that this disciple would comprehend the sword in this not-so-competitive competition. agree.

"Hahahahaha, there is no need to be so modest, it seems that I have spent a lot of time training on weekdays, not bad," the master praised.

When Rui Yu stepped down from the stage, she could still see Meng Yichi's gaze cast on her. That gaze was very complicated, it seemed to contain the meaning of disgust, but also seemed to contain the meaning of fighting.

Failure to make Rui Yu embarrassing in front of the eyes of the public made the provocative feel unwilling, but there was no better excuse to embarrass Rui Yu, so he had no choice but to watch Rui Yu walk up and down the martial arts training platform with a red face.

Rui Yu didn't care about the dark side of those people's hearts, and all he could think about was to talk about the experience of today's fight with Gu Shuyi. If the mysterious and mysterious state just now hadn't been interrupted, Rui Yu felt that he might be able to It's a pity to get something out of it.

But with the first time, there will be a second time, and she will grasp that state sooner or later.

After this class, Rui Yu couldn't wait to knock on the door of Gu Shuyi's small building, and a faint voice came from the door: "Come in."

Rui Yu didn't care too much, and carelessly pushed the door open and entered the small courtyard, and closed the door casually. By the way, this seems to be the first time she stepped into Gu Shuyi's territory?

Realizing this, Rui Yu felt strange all over his body, and found Gu Shuyi who was sweating profusely in the open space of the small building.

Gu Shuyi is the No. 1 sword cultivator of the younger generation, but no one has ever mentioned Gu Shuyi's appearance. Perhaps it is because Gu Shuyi is too powerful, and his coldness conceals his appearance. Only in this situation In order to get a glimpse of the beauty in Gu Shuyi's body.

Gu Shuyi is undoubtedly beautiful. This kind of beauty transcends the realm of gender. After training, Gu Shuyi is even more bloody. This bloody color makes people like ice sculptures come alive, like an elf falling into the world, like a god descending into the world , Add color to the colorless world.

Gu Shuyi wiped the sweat on her neck, her breath was still a little unsteady: "What? Is there a problem in cultivation?"

Rui Yu blinked, buried the lively scene just now, and truthfully narrated what he felt in class today.

Gu Shuyi pondered for a moment and said, "If I remember correctly, Junior Sister's spiritual roots belong to fire?"

"yes"

Gu Shuyi nodded thoughtfully: "If that's the case, then you probably have touched the threshold of a sword intent."

"Sword Intent?!" Rui Yu's eyes sparkled, and he asked expectantly, "Is this the Sword Intent?"

"Everyone has a different way of comprehending the sword intent, the same thing is in fighting, comprehending feelings between life and death." Gu Shuyi said: "In this case, why don't we have a competition?"

"Okay!" Rui Yu made a decisive decision, took out his wooden sword and stood opposite Gu Shuyi.

Soon, there was a blunt sound in the small building. It was Gu Shuyi and Rui Yu who had already fought each other. Gu Shuyi deliberately let the water go this time, and specially adjusted to his wife's education level, trying to make Rui Yu return to the previous fight. among.

However, sword intent is not something you can comprehend if you want to. Even if you are born with a sword body, you must be able to keep up with it. a deeper understanding.

Gu Shuyi also nodded frequently, the junior sister has made rapid progress, if this continues, the battle post from that day may come in handy soon.

Rui Yu didn't bother to leave, so he danced his sword on the spot for a while, and seeing that Gu Shuyi seemed to be going out, he asked casually, "Master Elder Sister wants to go out?"

"Hmm..." Gu Shuyi's voice was soft: "I've finished reading the books I borrowed a few days ago, so go to Zangshuge to exchange some books."

After being reminded by Gu Shuyi, Rui Yu remembered the few books that were still hidden in her mustard space, and she had borrowed a lot of time to read them, and happened to return them, so she hurriedly said: "Wait for me, I will also come together go."

Gu Shuyi stopped when she heard the words, and waited for Rui Yu at the door. Rui Yu slapped a cleansing spell on herself. This spell was also learned from a spell book, and it was good news for a lazy person like her!

While tidying up, Rui Yu suddenly realized something was wrong. Her attitude of taking things for granted was not like treating a deadly enemy, but like treating a new friend. What about the two hating each other?So far, Gu Shuyi has given her a pretty good feeling, and he hasn't done anything out of line or disgusting to her. We'll wait until the other party reveals his original purpose.

After such self-brainwashing, Rui Yu sat down on Gu Shuyi's sword confidently and confidently, and arrived in front of Zangshu Pavilion not long after.

It was still the familiar little old man who checked his ID and let people in. His half-closed eyelids seemed to lift up to look at Rui Yu, but the speed was so fast that Rui Yu didn't notice.

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