My Sword Has a Way

Chapter 92: Sword Practice in the Bamboo Forest

Xu Zhian looked at the young child in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"Okay, but you'd better get Old Man Yao's consent."

Mu Xiangyang nodded his head vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Well, I'll go find Old Man Yao right away."

After saying that, he ran to the front hall.

"Xu Zhian, can you take me with you when you practice sword tomorrow?"

The little girl who was cleaning fish scales nearby looked at Xu Zhian with hope in her eyes.

"I also need to go!"

Fan Jin wiped the snot bubbles with his sleeve and also shouted that he wanted to go to the bamboo forest.

Xu Zhian chuckled slightly: "No."

"why?"

"Why?"

The two children asked at the same time.

Xu Zhian thought for a moment and said, "Just because I'm a young master."

The young man pouted his lips and said, "How about if you can take me to the bamboo forest tomorrow, I will call you little master for a day?"

"Me too."

Fan Jin also nodded and followed.

Xu Zhian shook his head and went to the kitchen.

The young man stamped his feet and said, "Stingy guy!"

Fan Jin also said with a hint of anger: "That's right!"

The little girl looked at Fan Jin and became angry: "If it weren't for you, Xu Zhian would definitely have taken me with him!"

Fan Jin made a face.

"certainly not!"

After saying that, he ran outside, leaving Nian Ruwei alone sulking.

Even when eating, the little girl seemed to lose the desire to pick up her chopsticks in an instant as she looked at the plate of braised crucian carp that made her drool every time she saw it.

I don’t know if the little girl Nian Ruwei pretended to be angry on purpose so that Xu Zhian would see it and then agree to take her to the bamboo forest to practice sword.

Or maybe she was really angry. She was looking forward to getting something that was easy to get, but she didn't get it. The most important thing was that someone else got it easily, which made the little girl extremely unhappy.

Since coming to this pharmacy, Nian Ruwei has vaguely become a little witch.

Bully the crybaby Fan Jin, and suppress Mu Xiangyang who always likes to use his hands but not his brain.

Even the owner of the drug store, Old Man Yao, actively cooperated with the little girl, for fear of offending this little witch.

"Ruwei, why don't you eat it? Isn't this your favorite dish?"

Old man Yao picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and placed it in the young man's small white bowl.

The little girl pouted and raised her head: "I don't want to eat!"

Old Man Yao said jokingly, "Miss Nian, you really don't want to eat?"

The young man still turned his head away and ignored the old man Yao's teasing.

But that mosquito-like voice betrayed his inner thoughts.

"No! Unless Xu Zhian can take me with him when he goes to the bamboo forest tomorrow!"

Old man Yao smiled and looked at the young man beside him and said, "Don't blame me, young sir. This little girl was probably led astray by Fan Jin, so..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he heard the boy in black clothes next to him say, "She has almost led me astray!"

After Fan Jin finished speaking, he turned to Nian Ruwei and said, "It seems that you don't like this dish. Then I won't be polite."

When the little girl saw Fan Jin reaching out to grab the braised crucian carp, she glared at him and said, "Fan Jin, you must not like it either!"

Seeing this, Fan Jin still picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth: "Who said I don't like it? I like it very much."

Only then did Nian Ruwei pick up the chopsticks and pick up the tempting braised crucian carp.

"I caught this, and you are not allowed to eat it!"

This continued throughout the dinner, the two arguing non-stop. Only the calm Mu Xiangyang looked at them with disdain, as if he was the one who saw through everything.

The night is quiet and the moon is bright in the sky.

Under the patio at the backyard of the drugstore, a young man was squatting in front of the steps with a black dog.

Xu Zhian took out a jar of Chunlei and tasted it carefully. These were the last three jars of wine the young man had. If he drank them all, it would be difficult to buy more in a short time. Although the formation of the town has been broken, there should be some wine from outside flowing in, but there seems to be no wine for sale in the town now.

Xu Zhian has been like this recently. When he wants to drink, he just takes a few sips to satisfy his craving. Steady and steady consumption is the virtue that a young man should possess.

"Little sister, are you happy in the Qi family?"

Xu Zhian looked at the bright moon in the sky and murmured.

In a blink of an eye, Xu Zhian has been in the town for several months. Now he has become a young gentleman here without knowing it. Whenever he thinks about it, it seems unreal, as if he is in a dream.

Xu Zhian looked at the black dog lying beside him and touched its head. The girl in red always liked to touch the black dog like this, and the black dog surprisingly did not show any dissatisfaction at that time.

"Zhongsheng Shenzhou? I, Xu Zhian, will definitely go there!"

Nothing happened overnight, and nothing happened in the town.

There are more unfamiliar faces in the town these days. Occasionally, you can see sword practitioners flying with swords, and immortal figures with celestial appearance. They are all heading in one direction, which is the spiritual vein of Qixia Mountain in the north of the back mountain.

Where there are too many people there are bound to be conflicts. In the past few days, there have been frequent huge roars coming from there, and even in the small town far away, they can be heard very clearly.

In a secluded bamboo forest somewhere in the town, there were bursts of sword sounds, sword flashes like lightning, and sword energy like rainbows. A young man in black and a little boy in green were practicing an unknown sword technique. As sword shadows passed by, several bamboos as thick as bowls broke in an instant, and leaves fell all over the sky, looking extremely elegant.

The young man looked at a small piece of broken bamboo in the distance, a satisfied smile on his face.

It has been three months since Xu Zhian received the sword from Jianya, and his realm has improved slightly. He is now in the middle stage of the third realm of the lower five realms. His swordsmanship has also reached perfection, and he is one step closer to the realm of sword heart enlightenment.

"Little sir, that's amazing!"

Mu Xiangyang, who was standing aside, looked at Xu Zhian with shining eyes.

The young man put away the black sword, walked to Mu Xiangyang who was standing beside him, touched his head, and smiled slightly: "I am not amazing, my senior brother is even more amazing."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xiangyang hurriedly asked, "How powerful is that young master's senior brother? Can he fly into the sky and hide underground, and come and go without a trace?"

Xu Zhian smiled and nodded: "Yes, very powerful, a great swordsman."

When Mu Xiangyang heard this, he was full of longing: "Great Sword Immortal? I wish I could become a Sword Immortal in the future."

Xu Zhian looked at Mu Xiangyang and asked curiously, "Why do you want to become a sword immortal so much?"

Mu Xiangyang's expression began to dim, and his voice was very low, with a hint of tears at the end: "My mother is dead, my father said she died of illness, but I clearly saw that she was covered with wounds. She was beaten to death by someone else, not from illness!"

Xu Zhian touched Mu Xiangyang's head and asked, "Do you think your father is lying to you?"

Mu Xiangyang nodded and said nothing.

Xu Zhian asked softly: "So what kind of person do you think your father is?"