Chapter 122 The Disciple of Rebirth and Vengeance

After cleaning Xiao Nian's yard for three days in a row, Lin Xiaodong finally couldn't take it anymore.

On the fourth day, he found Immortal Venerable White and asked, "Master, can you teach me some self-defense techniques?"

Xiao Nian came back to his senses, and now he seems to be particularly fond of being in a daze. Whether it is the floating clouds in the sky, the peach trees in the yard or the mountains in the distance, he can sit there quietly, and it looks like a whole day.

"Self-defense techniques?" He didn't answer whether he agreed or not, but instead asked, "It's very safe in the Cloud Soaring Sect, why do you want to learn this?"

The blind young man bowed his head respectfully and said softly, "Master, don't blame me, my apprentice has had a rough life for a long time, his family is backward and blind, and he has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, so he feels that guarding against others is essential. I'm definitely not worried about this, I'm just worried that one day when the master is not by his side, the disciple will know nothing, and I'm afraid of ruining your reputation."

His remarks are very complete, and he can be regarded as a model of knowing how to move with emotion and reason.

However, Xiao Nian just looked at him and said, "No."

The young man was stunned for a moment: "Why not?"

"Fame," Xiao Nian said, "I don't care about that."

"..."

Is that the point! ?

But it is true that Xiao Nian really doesn't care about false names at all, otherwise he would not have done such a thing that would be stabbed in the spine.

"Looking at" the invincible enemy in front of him, the young man's expression was stiff, he moved his pale lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just squeezed out a reluctant smile: "Master is open-minded."

"However," just when Lin Xiaodong thought there was no drama again, Xiao Nian suddenly changed the topic, "Do you want to learn swords from me?"

He nodded immediately: "Think!"

"Wait," Xiao Nian stood up, "I'll go to the backyard to find you a sword."

The blind young man sat obediently on the stone bench and waited for him to come back, but he was very excited - this is a good opportunity to come to your door!

When Xiao Nian taught him to practice swordsmanship, he would have to run the exercises; to run the exercises, he would definitely concentrate on the man's character. And even if it is a ruthless Dao, it will be injured if it is accidentally transported before the real ascension, but it will not hurt the foundation.

But as long as Xiao Nian vomits two mouthfuls of blood, even if he breaks his leg, it will be worth it.

The blind young man in black disciple uniform leaned against the stone table, and when he thought of such a beautiful scene, a longing smile appeared on his face.

--When Xiao Nian came back, he saw such a picture.

He stared at the faint smile on the corner of the youth's lips, and his footsteps couldn't help but stop, but it was enough for Lin Xiaodong to notice the man's arrival.

He immediately stood up and respectfully called to Xiao Nian, "Master."

Xiao Nian responded, walked back as usual, and put a sword on the stone table.

"This sword is called Izumo, try it out." He said, but quickly added, "Don't use your demonic energy."

After staying on Hanfeng Mountain for so many years, Lin Xiaodong knew even better than Xiao Nian what was the treasure in the backyard. He murmured in his heart that you are too embarrassed to take out a middle-grade spirit tool, don't think he doesn't know, but Xiao Nian even has so many immortal tools piled up in a cabinet.

But he still fumbled to pick up the hilt, but he couldn't help frowning because of the faint aura lingering on the sword.

Spiritual energy will be born in the place where the spiritual veins are hidden. This kind of place is a paradise for the living, but he is still a dead person in essence.

"Don't like it?" Xiao Nian looked at his expression and took out another sword, "Then try this again."

This time, it's even more stingy, a low-grade spirit tool.

Lin Xiaodong could hardly restrain the twitching of the corners of his mouth, he used all his strength to keep himself from glaring at Xiao Nian, even though he couldn't see anything. Based on the principle of being able to endure great things that ordinary people can't, he pursed his lips and picked up the low-quality spiritual weapon that he didn't even bother to look at before.

"...Huh?" The young man weighed it in surprise, "Why does it feel so light?"

"Because it only has a hilt." Xiao Nian said, "You can infuse your demonic energy as the body of the sword."

He tentatively input a little devilish energy, and found that sure enough, there was no discomfort at all.

So, this thing is something like a Star Wars lightsaber?

Lin Xiaodong played with the hilt of the sword in his hand with some novelty. After a while, he raised his head and asked Xiao Nian, "Master, what is its name?"

"No name," Xiao Nian has already sat on the stone bench again, drinking the peach blossom... water that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, "it is a defective product of the Refining Sect."

Lin Xiaodong: "..."

Holding the hilt of the sword, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Although he did come to Xiao Nian's side with bad intentions, the man's current attitude is too ignorant of his disciple, right?

But probably because the young man's expression was too unpredictable, Xiao Nian suddenly chuckled, looked at him and said, "Don't think too much, I only have you as an apprentice, and I won't hurt you."

Originally, Lin Xiaodong was still in the mood to complain, but after hearing this sentence, he instantly fell to the bottom.

The blind young man lowered his head and gave a soft "um".

Xiao Nian opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end the man just stood up in silence, stood in the courtyard, and drew his sword.

Listening to Li Gejian Qingyue's sword cry, the young man's expression was dazed for a while. However, he quickly focused on his mind and began to use his spiritual sense to probe the flow of spiritual energy in Xiao Nian's body.

The sword energy raised the peach blossom petals in the courtyard, and Xiao Nian deliberately slowed down for him.

But it's not necessary at all, Lin Xiaodong thought.

The days of being imprisoned/in a coffin were too hard, in addition to chatting with the system, he could only pass the time by looking at the information of this world again and again.

So, if he wanted to, Lin Xiaodong could even go up and use the same sword moves as Xiao Nian right now.

The sound of the wind breaking through the air roared, but it gently brushed his cheeks, like a gentle caress. The blind young man "looked" in the direction of the man with empty eyes, his expression focused, as if he was studying hard.

But in fact, his mind didn't know where to go.

In the dead of night, he once touched every inch of a man's skin, used his lips to drop a loving kiss on the immortal who was unattainable in the daytime, stretched out his arms, and hugged each other's neck with a smile. There was a lingering emotion in his ear.

--Therefore, no one understands better than Lin Xiaodong how tough Xiao Nian's body is.

This is a body that has been tempered and refined, and it is perfect in terms of proportional beauty, hidden strength, and cultivation.

"Master..." The blind young man's thin lips trembled, and suddenly he let out a groan that seemed to be painful.

For some reason, Xiao Nian's sword move suddenly stopped. If it were an ordinary person, even the elders of the Soaring Sky Sect, the sudden withdrawal of power would cause a slight injury to the body, but the man seemed to feel nothing, and still asked in the same plain tone as usual. :"What's wrong?"

Lin Xiaodong shook his head: "No, I just think Master, you are too powerful, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it."

Xiao Nian watched him quietly, and slightly eased his brows in a corner that the young man could not see.

"I'll teach you," he said. "Come here."

Lin Xiaodong held the defective sword hilt and got up reluctantly.

"Have you seen all the sword moves?" Xiao Nian asked.

Seeing him nodding, Xiao Nian continued: "Then let me take a look."

Lin Xiaodong has no interest in learning any swordsmanship. He just wants to know if Xiao Nian is injured because of the interruption just now, so he gently reminds him: "Master, you haven't finished using all the swordsmanship just now, have you?"

"It's okay, you can practice the first ten moves first."

Faced with an enemy who always played cards out of line, Lin Xiaodong could only pinch his nose and obey his words for the time being.

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to show that he was very proficient in this sword technique in front of Xiao Nian. After all, he was just a blind man who had just joined the sect of Yunxiao Sect. So it's normal for swordsmanship to make things crooked and unstructured, isn't it?

But maybe Lin Xiaodong performed too much. He felt like a drunk blind man, holding a half-pulled branch and dancing blindly in the yard. This is a perfunctory attitude of any master who will be furious when he sees it, and even a little bit angry may even be expelled from the master on the spot.

Xiao Nian just stood aside, silently watching him repeat this set of sword moves in a completely invisible way, and then patiently pointed out his mistake: "The first move, with your arms flat, your body's center of gravity is overwhelmed. Too low. There are some problems with the connection process of the second move, and the third move..."

Lin Xiaodong was very surprised to find that Xiao Nian was really teaching himself swordsmanship!

He was a little confused because of the inconsistent attitude of men.

But he still boldly said: "Master, I can't see it, can you come a little closer and help me adjust the angle?"

Xiao Nian's voice paused: "...Yes."

He seemed to be unaware of the young man's surging malice. He walked over, raised Lin Xiaodong's forearm with his right hand, and put his other hand on the young man's waist, motioning him to lower his body.

Feeling the heat source close at hand, Lin Xiaodong's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and even his eardrums sounded like thunder.

No, he doesn't have a heartbeat at all now.

Lin Xiaodong suddenly reacted, and only then did he realize that what he heard just now was actually Xiao Nian's heartbeat?

But this shouldn't be.

He is also very familiar with Xiao Nian's heartbeat. The young man's favorite thing to do is to put his cheek on the master's chest, feel the fiery temperature, and fall asleep with the man's powerful heartbeat. At that time, he didn't know that Xiao Nian practiced the ruthless way, but he still noticed that the man's heartbeat seemed to always have the same frequency.

Steady, gentle, with a soothing power.

Although it seems that all comforting people are bullshit, Xiao Nian is essentially no different from those phoenix men who rely on beauty to get the upper hand, but Lin Xiaodong still finds it strange, is the other party nervous now?

Joke, this is Xiao Nian.

He wanted to look back, but remembered that he couldn't see anything now, and that if his consciousness was too blatant to scan his face, he would be found, so he could only guess in his heart, could it be that this bastard found something?

"Don't get distracted."

Xiao Nian's low voice shook the blind young man's body, he immediately became serious and took the initiative to apologize: "I'm sorry, Master."

Forget it, he thought, it doesn't matter what Xiao Nian's idea is.

He has already died once, is it possible, can he die again?

The young man thought viciously, pretending that he did not control the hilt of the sword in his hand, the originally calm demonic energy suddenly burst out and stabbed Xiao Nian's eyes fiercely!

The distance between the two was already close, and this attack was even more unexpected. Lin Xiaodong couldn't believe that Xiao Nian could still be unscathed like this!

But to his disappointment, looking at the demonic energy that was approaching his eyes, Xiao Nian tilted his head with the same expression, and neatly avoided the sharpest part of the demonic energy. However, his cheek was still swept by the wind, leaving a scratch that was neither deep nor shallow.

At the moment when a trace of blood flowed down from the wound, Lin Xiaodong couldn't see it, his eyes flashed a bloodthirsty red light quickly.

The blood containing immortal energy has a huge attraction to all the undead in this world. He couldn't help but stretch out his cold fingertips, gently wipe the wound on Xiao Nian's face, and subconsciously stick out the tip of his tongue and gently lick it. .

Xiao Nian's eyes were fixed on him, his hand holding the hilt turned white due to excessive force.

His body was tense like a drawn bowstring, and his expression was as cold as frost, but it didn't seem to be because of anger, and even from the surface, he still looked like a cold stone statue without any emotion.

"you......"

The blind young man raised his head and showed him a slightly blurred smile.

"Master," he laughed, "it's so sweet."

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