[Ancient Sword] Melancholy at Mausoleum

Ling Duan was very angry. It was wrong to hear Zhao Lin's words after getting up in the morning. He felt that his whole body was not good. Damn it, he was ashamed to see people. He was seen by others, wait a minute, the young man doesn't know how to control the sword, that is to say, the young man carried him back to the room step by step from a place as far away as the Emerald Valley.

Walking through the ladder, passing the sword platform, passing the promenade, and walking by the pond, my God, there are places where the disciples can stay at that time, Ling Duan can't wait to cover himself in the quilt and see no one for three days, As the second senior brother, the prestige he had built up with great difficulty was completely destroyed in one fell swoop.

Ling Duan was standing on the sword stage, clutching his injured glass heart, his whole body exuded a cold air that no one should enter, the juniors who practiced swords did not dare to breathe, for fear of being accidentally pulled out by the second senior brother Drilling, you must know that the second senior brother's training method is a bit cruel.

"Look at each of you, haven't you eaten? Are you weak? Sword practice is not just about posing. Let me spread out and practice Chaos Sword Art. Those who don't practice well are not allowed to eat today."

"Lingchuan, look at you. A simple Chaos Sword Art can do this. You haven't woken up yet. Go and practice a thousand times."

Even Lingchuan, the second senior brother's favorite, was scolded, and everyone was even more cautious.

"Zhao Lin, how many times have I told you to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship, today you will practice swordsmanship for two more hours, and you will not be allowed to eat if you do not practice well."

"What? Second senior brother, then I can't do anything but practice swords all day today."

"We went up to the mountains to learn art to become immortals. What's wrong with practicing swords all day long? Go back to write a hundred times at night with such a bad attitude. I love Tianyong City. I love my brothers. After writing, give it to me before you can rest. "

"What?" Zhao Lin screamed, and then whispered: "Isn't it just that Tu Su ran away almost the entire Tianyong City in his arms? Although the second senior brother's appearance is a bit inferior, it's not a big deal."

As usual, Lingduan prepared Yujian to go to Emerald Valley to practice swords. Unexpectedly, he heard Zhaolin's voice before the sword was unsheathed. Alright, copy it a thousand times tonight I love Tianyong City, I love my brothers, if you don’t finish copying, you will die.”

If you don’t do it, you won’t die. Little friend Zhaolin, I’ll light the wax for you.

Hearing Zhao Lin's words, Ling Duan sword could not be practiced anymore, so he rushed into the back mountain in a hurry, seeing the young man was practicing sword and rushed up, he immediately asked: "Junior Brother Tu Su, why did you carry me into the disciple's room yesterday?" .”

Baili Tusu practiced his sword well, but he couldn't figure out the situation, so he almost stabbed Ling Duan with his sword. Fortunately, he retracted his sword in time, and Ling Duan asked strangely: "I see that your internal energy is exhausted. , I still have injuries on my body, I might get sick if I lie on the grass like that, so I carried you back, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine with you sending me back, but why are you holding me?"

"What's wrong with hugging?" Baili Tusu blinked, not wanting to understand why Lingduan reacted so strongly.

After talking about their feelings for a long time, the two of them were not on the same channel at all, Ling Duan was extremely angry, "I am a big man, why are you holding me? Don't you know how to carry it on your back? You can drag me if it doesn't help."

"However, when I felt ill in the past, the senior brother also carried me back to the room."

Big brother, come back to me quickly, I want to fight with you, Ling Duan shouted in his heart, his eyes fell on the still expressionless face of the young hero, well, somewhat innocent, Ling Duan was going crazy , Shaoxia, I wanted to hack you to death every minute, didn't you?

Baili Tusu watched Ling Duan leave, his head covered with mist, and finally came to the conclusion that this person was probably ill.

The second senior brother was in a bad mood, and everyone was unlucky. Under the high-pressure policy of Lingduan, all the disciples in Tianyong City had a very hot life for a long time. They practiced swords every day until they could barely hold their chopsticks when they ate. All the disciples wailed, but the master teacher was very happy. He seemed to see the glorious tomorrow of Tianyong City. It's nice to be young.

"I'm so tired. I feel like I've made up for all the time I spent on being lazy and not practicing swords." Lingchuan lamented the pain of practicing swords recently while eating.

"Yeah, I'm so tired, I'm still alive." Ling Guang shook his hands holding the chopsticks.

"What are you guys?" Zhao Lin lay on the table in a desperate state, speaking weakly, "I was punished for practicing Tianming Sword for an extra hour for failing to practice well before yesterday, and punishing me for more for failing to practice Chaos Sword Art the day before yesterday. I practiced for two hours, and I was the only one who was punished for an extra hour yesterday when I went wrong in the sword array. I just complained and the second senior brother punished me to write a thousand times at night. I love Tianyong City, I love senior brothers. In the middle of the training, the second senior brother was called away by the head teacher, my God, who will save us."

"Hurry up and eat your meal. It's the two of us cleaning the scripture pavilion and the sword platform in the afternoon. Be careful that the second senior brother will cut you alive when you are late." Ling Chuan urged.

"How can such a little food be enough? I think I could eat a cow if I'm so hungry." Feeling that he had enough rest, Zhao Lin wolfed down the rice in the bowl.

"Let's make do with it, at worst, we'll find Second Senior Brother to give us an extra meal at night."

After eating, Zhao Lin couldn't eat anymore, dragged his chin and said, "Why are you saying that this chaotic sword formula is so difficult to practice, I obviously have a good memory of the formula, why every time I use it, it doesn't feel right."

"That's because you are stupid. I heard that the second senior brother will check the progress of our Taixu sword practice tomorrow. It will be miserable for you again. I remember that your Taixu sword practice is worse than Chaos Sword Art." Ling Chuan gloated. .

Baili Tusu sat on the table in the corner and looked around at the senior brothers. Everyone is practicing hard recently. The second senior brother is really good at teaching the mentors. I feel that the cultivation of many senior brothers has increased a lot recently. Well, the second senior brother is really powerful, just like the first senior brother, it seems that he can't lag behind.

"It's too bad, I'm going to be punished again tomorrow, no, please find a way for me." Zhao Lin wailed.

"My condolences, under Second Senior Brother's piercing eyes, no tricks will work."

"Just practice more."

Baili Tusu spoke in a rare way. He happened to be sitting behind Zhaolin. Hearing what he said, Zhaolin's eyes suddenly lit up. He grabbed his arm and said eagerly: "Tusu, your Taixu sword is not very good at practicing. Okay? Let's go to the sword platform later, and you will show me the demonstration."

"But I am not proficient at practicing Taixu Sword."

"Don't be modest, last time when I passed by the back mountain, you were practicing the Taixu sword, and that posture is no different from that of the second senior brother. You can't just ignore death."

"...But the master has ordered that I cannot practice swords with my brothers." Baili Tusu said sadly.

"The elder holding the sword just said that you can't practice swords with us. He didn't say that you can't demonstrate to us. It's fine if you don't practice together." Ling Duan walked in from the outside and said with a smile: "That's the decision Just now, the worst sword practicers on the sword platform will be punished for an hour later, and I need you to give me some pointers, Junior Brother Lao Tusu."

"What?" Zhao Lin was about to cry, every time he was among the worst, why not be so cruel.

Ling Duan was also speechless to Zhao Lin, he was the worst when he practiced swords with the four juniors, and he was also among the worst with so many brothers practicing swords at the same time, he was really too stupid, it stands to reason that Zhao Lin's aptitude is not It's not bad, maybe it's all about eating, "Lingchuan Lingguang Lingyi, you guys go too."

"Why? The three of us have the best grades." Lingchuan asked puzzled.

"If you have strength, don't you need to practice more? Play a game with me later."

"what!"

The three of Lingchuan had a bitter face, Zhaolin was happy, someone shared joys and sorrows.

"Is it possible? Master..." Baili Tusu looked at Ling Duan.

Ling Duan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen. I just want you to demonstrate it, and it's not like slashing with a sword."

"But……"

"Okay, Second Senior Brother will take care of you if something happens."

This is the first time in Baili Tusu's life that he stood on the sword platform to practice swords. Since the day he practiced swords, because of the evil spirit, the master was afraid that he would lose control and hurt his brothers, so he ordered him to practice swords only in the back mountain. These peaceful days often make him feel like he is dreaming. Sometimes when he wakes up in the middle of the night and thinks about the past, he always thinks that he is in a dream. The last time I was in Jiange Hongyu also said that he is in a good mood recently, and the evil spirit of burning silence is very peaceful. He keeps it up.

A set of Chaos Sword Art was used, everyone applauded, Ling Duan squinted at Zhao Lin and said, "Look, this is called Chaos Sword Art, it should have this level of power when used, Zhaolin your Chaos Sword Art It can only be used to kill mosquitoes.”

Zhao Lin hugged his arm excitedly and said: "Tu Su, you are really amazing, you are so good at practicing Chaotic Sword Art, please tell me what are the tricks."

"Yes, Senior Brother Tu Su, you are really amazing, tell us quickly."

Being looked at so friendly by his seniors, Baili Tusu's calm eyes were stained with a slight smile. This was a moment he had been looking forward to for a long time, but he never expected that his dream would come true. He carefully explained the main points of Chaos Sword Art For everyone, Ling Duan sat on the stairs, lazily looking at everyone overflowing with enthusiasm, and ordered 32 likes for himself in his heart. This day, the force value of Yongcheng rose by more than one percentage point under his urging. Let's see if those ghost-faced people dare to be arrogant in the future, and those who dare to beat them will find their teeth all over the place, humming.

The fat Haidongqing swooped down from the sky, landed on the stairs and stared at his master, honking a few times from time to time, Lingduan secretly took out a piece of meat from the package and handed it over, Ah Xiang took it in one bite, and returned to the restaurant after eating. Ling Duan screamed fiercely, but then flew high again.

"Damn Ah Xiang, he's as fat as a chicken, yet he dares to despise me."

After Jian Zhaolin finished practicing, he began to wail at the top of his voice again, "I am on duty today, I am exhausted, and I still have to clean the sword platform and the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, why am I so miserable, Lingchuan, hurry up and get the broom .”

"Let me help you." Baili Tusu said seriously.

"Hey, Tu Su, you are so kind, you are really a buddy, and I will help you when you are on duty in the future."

"What? The second senior brother won't help." Ling Duan leaned over.

Zhao Lin rolled his eyes at him, "Every time it's your turn to be on duty, second senior brother, you will punish me to clean the sword platform and the Buddhist scriptures pavilion after sword practice."

"Ahem...I was exercising your physical strength."

"Second senior brother, can you be more shameless?"

The author has something to say: This is probably what Susu is looking forward to the most. In the original book, Susu wanted to be friends with Brother Duan and Zhaolin when she was in Zixian Villa

Still hoping the comments drown me out