[Ancient Sword] Old dreams are picturesque

Ling Yue would always dream about the past many years ago, when Baili Tusu had not yet worshiped under Ziyin's master.As the only disciple of Master Ziyin's sect, Ling Yue still feels very proud.

Until later, Master brought back a child who was young but cherished ink like gold.Then the master told him that this was his junior brother, Baili Tusu.

At that time, he also wondered why his master taught him swordsmanship alone, and even more puzzled why Baili Tusu went down the mountain privately and was forgiven by his always rigorous master.Later, Zhidao Baili Tusu suffered great changes when he was young.However, the reason was not answered until the final farewell between Lingyue and Baili Tusu.

It was only at this time that Ling Yue suddenly realized that he didn't know enough about this junior.And he deeply felt that his senior brother was really incompetent. He spent all his energy and time on all aspects of Tianyong City, but forgot that he still had a senior brother.

Opening his eyes instantly, Ling Yue sat up, while rubbing his aching temples, he was surprised that he was so immersed in the dream of the past that he couldn't wake up.When he woke up, Ling Yue finally remembered that he seemed to have promised Fu Que today to demonstrate sword skills to the disciples who had just started, so he prepared to get out of bed to wash up.

Wait... the moment Ling Yue raised his hand, he finally felt that something was wrong. This room was not his master's room, but the disciple's room that he lived in many years ago.Since he has always been the only disciple handed down by the elder holding the sword, he has always lived alone.

Ling Yue looked at his hands, then at his clothes, and was astonished. He was clearly only about ten years old now!Startled by this realization, Ling Yue broke into a cold sweat and began to calmly analyze the current situation. Could it be that he was confused by the monster and entered the environment set by the monster?

It was really ridiculous, as the head of Tianyong City and he was in such a clean place like Tianyong City, how could he let monsters invade without noticing it!

After much deliberation, there seems to be only one possibility, and that is to go back to the past? !While Ling Yue was thinking hard, he heard someone knock on the door.

A disciple younger than him stood at the door with his hands folded and said respectfully, "Brother, Elder Sword Holder asked you to go."

At this time Ling Yue's thoughts were still in chaos, he stroked his forehead and then waved his hand to let the disciple leave.Thinking of Master, Ling Yue felt a little heavy. Ever since he took over as head, Master has relinquished his position as a sword-wielding elder and lived in seclusion somewhere in Kunlun Mountains. He has rarely seen Master for many years.

Ling Yue didn't know if going back to the past like this was God's blessing or God was making a big joke.

If it is favored, it is true, in this long life, only these years are the most fulfilling, and the troubles of youth can only be regarded as small trials.Later life experience makes people regret for life.

Ling Yue smiled wryly, do you want to repeat the previous tragedy again?

God gave him another chance to go back to the past, so he would definitely not just watch the tragedy happen.He didn't know what happened back then, but now that he went back to the past, he didn't want to leave any regrets in this life.

Thinking of Master looking for him, Ling Yue put aside all the emotions in his mind, tidied up his clothes a little, and went out in a neat and meticulous manner.

Only then did he know when he saw the master, and only then did Ling Yue know that today was Baili Tusu's first day as a teacher.If so, Ling Yue at this time is only ten years old, and Baili Tusu is only seven years old.

When Master Ziyin brought Baili Tusu back back then, he never explained his life experience to Lingyue, but only said that the child was different from ordinary people, so he taught him himself, and he was not allowed to practice swords with other disciples.

Seeing Shizun and Baili Tusu again, Lingyue's mood was very complicated, and there was sadness in his eyes unconsciously, so he had to bow his head and fold his hands to hide his emotions to the deepest.

"Master."

Master Ziyin turned around and nodded slightly.The real person Ziyin still has gorgeous hair reaching to his waist, and the purple waist Taoist clothing on his body has a sense of immortality.He put his left hand behind his back, and with his right hand, he gently pushed Baili Tusu, who had been silently silent with his head slightly down, forward.

"Yue'er, this is Baili Tusu, and he will be your junior brother from now on. However, Tusu's physique is different from ordinary people, so he will be taught by the teacher himself. As a senior brother, you should take care of him in normal affairs."

"Yes." Ling Yue remained respectful.Glancing at Baili Tusu from the corner of the eye, he lowered his head expressionlessly. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his appearance before.But now Lingyue wanted to know how much torture Baili Tusu suffered to become so taciturn.

It was also from today that Lingyue knew how hard Baili Tusu practiced his sword.This child who is expressionless and taciturn all day long is more obsessed with swordsmanship than ordinary people, but Ling Yue does not know why he is obsessed.

Baili Tusu's days are very regular every day. He gets up in the morning to practice swords, then has lunch, and then practice swords until dusk.Sometimes in the middle of the night, Ling Yue could still see him, his junior, painstakingly practicing sword.

Repeating a monotonous movement every day, ordinary disciples would complain in private within a few days, but Baili Tusu would not.The master has higher requirements on him than ordinary disciples. If there is a slight deviation in a movement, he has to repeat it hundreds of times, but he has never complained.

One night, when Lingyue passed by Baili Tusu's door, he saw his small face frowning and waving the same movement.If Ling Yue remembers correctly, ordinary disciples haven't learned this movement yet, but Tu Su has already practiced a whole set of moves proficiently.

"But is there any move that you don't understand?" Ling Yue stepped forward and asked softly.

Hearing his voice, Baili Tusu took a look at him, put away the sword in his hand, frowned and called "Senior Brother".But for Ling Yue's words, he neither answered nor nodded or shook his head, but remained silent.

Ling Yue didn't care about it, just smiled slightly, then stepped forward, took the sword in his hand, took two steps backwards, and danced the moves that Tu Su had danced just now in the open space again.

Baili Tusu, who was on the side, couldn't bear to blink his eyes because of the flowing movements and the flowing light brought out by the sword body swaying with this smooth movement under the bath of moonlight.

"See clearly?" After it was over, Ling Yue came over and handed over the sword.Only then did Tu Su come back to his senses in a daze, it was rare to see him like this, Ling Yue smiled lightly, and couldn't help rubbing the top of his hair.

"Practicing swordsmanship is important, but it is also necessary to take a good rest. Let's rest early after practice." After speaking, Ling Yue left, leaving only the back of a gentle senior brother in Baili Tusu's small eyes inside.

At this time, Ling Yue probably didn't know that his small action caused waves in Baili Tusu's calm heart.He originally thought that this senior brother was cold, like other people in Tianyong City, and looked down on him being taught by his master himself.

A child's impression of a person is actually very easy to change because of some details, especially for a child like Baili Tusu who happens to be undergoing drastic changes.