Since ancient times, the king of sword repair

The day I left the customs, the weather was fine, obviously it was September, but the sun was abundant and the air was warm. The wolf was buzzing in my hand, and I could feel that it was also very happy.

"Master," said the elder, "don't be silly, global warming is worthy of your joy, hurry up and follow me to the opening ceremony, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

The elder of my family is a very business-minded person.

When I was in retreat, he transformed our Lielong Mountain into the Lielong Mountain Martial Arts School, and taught many outstanding students. He said with comfort in the voice transmission to me that many of our students have become famous Martial arts star.

I'm very contemptuous, we sword cultivators don't need fame or money, just having a sword is enough.

But the whetstone that the Great Elder bought me with a huge sum of money was really delicious.

There is a whetstone, let alone a school, he can make it a bathhouse if he wants.

I stood on stage with hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at me.

The elder said to the students: "Now we invite our principal to speak."

I took the thing called the microphone and put it on my mouth like the Great Elder.

I said impassionedly: "Learn martial arts well and protect the mountain."

The great elder covered his face with a "slap".

I seem to have said something wrong.

The students laughed one after another, and the wolf in their hands was a little dissatisfied and trembled slightly.

I remembered that when my master first said that he wanted to take me as an apprentice, I was very disdainful, and I asked him: "Old man, you are very powerful."

My master forced Dou Fan to come over: "A teacher for a day, a father for life, how can you talk to your father?"

I:"……"

I staggered and fell to the ground, but my master drew a sword from behind and said, "Look out."

Then my master started to practice sword in front of me.

In fact, my master only danced the first form of the introduction to sword repair.

It seems so easy now, but I was taken aback.In the dim candlelight, the shadow of the sword was shining, the silver light was sharp, and the wind outside the window sounded like a baby howling.I was so handsome that my heartbeat was almost arrhythmia, and I threw myself next to Master's legs: "Coach, I want to learn this!"

I looked at the snickering students below, and suddenly understood the slap my master had slapped me.

I also want to fight.

But I want to convince people with virtue, I said: "Let me dance a sword for you."

Facts have proved that sword dancing also depends on the atmosphere.

When my master danced the sword back then, there was candlelight, silver light, and the sound of wind.

And when I dance the sword, it is broad daylight, a bright day full of sunshine.

I was sweating all over, and Canglang worked hard to cooperate with me, but...

No matter from which angle, it looks like a busker on the street.

I even saw that some students were already reaching for their trouser pockets, ready to give me a reward.

In the end, I forced myself to pull a sword flower, trying to be handsome.

The moment I retracted the sword, two whetstones fell from my cuff and hit the ground heavily.

The students exclaimed "Wow!" and then clapped together.

I cried a lot.

I buried my head in the Great Elder's chest, wetting his entire skirt.

The wolf was also crying, and the sword trembled and made a sound like a mournful cry.

The Great Elder patted me on the back: "Sect Leader, don't cry."

I grabbed the collar of the great elder's clothes and sobbed: "I am ashamed of my master, I am ashamed of my senior sword cultivators in Lielongshan, I am guilty!"

The Great Elder sighed, helped me up, and then wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes with his thumb.

He bent his lips and said to me seriously: "Master, you did a great job, you are really handsome."

I always forget one thing.

That is, in fact, the elder of my family is quite beautiful.

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