I don't know if that mysterious person opened up some meridians for Lin Huaizhu. Although his body started to get hot again at night, it was not as hot as last night.

Shen Sui guessed that the man would come again tonight, so he took Lin Huaizhu to the stream again.

Tonight, the moon is light and the stars are sparse, adding a bit of bleakness.

Lin Huaizhu soaked in the water, looking at Shen Sui who was sitting under the tree, the swaying shadows of the tree painted spots on his body.

He was reading a book with a lighting bead, with a relaxed expression on his face, as if he was sure that the masked man would come.

Half an hour later, Shen Sui's buttocks were numb. He raised his eyes to look around, and finally fell on Lin Huaizhu.

Shen Sui asked, "Are you still hot?"

Lin Huaizhu shook his head, "It's not hot anymore."

Seeing that it was getting late, Shen Sui closed the book and put it in his purse, stood up and said, "Then let's go back."

Lin Huaizhu came out of the water when he heard the words, "Wait no more?"

He walked towards him covered in moisture, and was hit by the soft light of the lighting beads, like a beautiful jade with a moist halo.

In fact, Lin Huaizhu never had any hope for the masked man, but seeing how happy Shen Sui was last night, he didn't say anything.

Shen Sui didn't feel any discouragement in his words, but he didn't want to give up, "He may not come tonight, we'll try our luck again tomorrow."

Seeing that he was so insisting that the other party would come, Lin Huaizhu didn't say anything to dampen his enthusiasm. He bent his lips and said with a smile, "Okay."

Shen Sui knew that Lin Huaizhu didn't believe it, but he didn't explain much.

This kind of thing can't be explained clearly with Lin Huaizhu, Shen Sui is not Puxin, the reason why he is so sure is because this is the world.

If this wasn't a book, Shen Sui would have dragged Lin Huaizhu to other sects of immortality on the day Dao Yan asked them to go to Flowing Cloud Peak to be outer disciples.

He can't count the ten hands he has seen, and he knows these routines well.

It's just that some authors can find new tricks in the routine, and the writing is very cool, so even if the writing is a little routine, Shen Sui is also happy to see it.

This is a way for him to relieve stress. He has been watching fantasy since junior high school.

Don't easily doubt the intuition of a ten-year-old bookworm.

When Lin Huaizhu was drying the wet clothes, Shen Sui and him were about to walk back when a strong wind blew up from the forest gate.

Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu felt a strong killing intent at the same time.

A sword qi swept across the forest, like casting gold, the color of gold and jade filled the forest gate in an instant.

Lin Huaizhu's long eyes were fixed, and he drew out Shuang Jiang out of thin air, and his sword moved like a silver dragon, clanging.

The two swords collided, and the mighty rainbow-like sword energy shattered Gula, the surrounding trees were turned into dust, and a hole tens of meters long was cracked in the ground.

The dark clouds in the sky were blown away a little, revealing the frosty moonlight.

The mountain wind was rustling, as if a throat-cut knife had cut across the cheek.

The red-gold giant sword slashed down again, and when it was about to hit Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu, it was held in the air by Shuang Jiang.

Lin Huaizhu held the long sword in his hand, and under the force of the giant sword, the brilliance of the sword became dimmed.

The sword intent was exerted again, as if a jack weighed on the top, Lin Huaizhu's body shook uncontrollably, the stepping stone under his feet cracked, and his knees bent.

Seeing that Lin Huaizhu was about to be overwhelmed, Shen Sui swung his sword to help.

He and Lin Huaizhu looked at each other hurriedly in the yellow sand all over the sky, and they both understood each other's meaning.

Shen Sui's horizontal sword came to block, Lin Huaizhu raised his sword to slash, there was a tacit understanding.

The sound of Qingyue's sword echoed in the howling wind. During the end of summer and the fall of frost, one red and one white, one cold and one hot, when the brilliance converges, the sword energy is greatly boosted, like a little spark that rises in the wind, and the sword points to the world for thousands of miles.

The giant sword was blown away by this momentum, and the lingering momentum stretched for hundreds of meters, and not a single ancient tree or grass was spared.

The sky is white and dazzling, like a curtain of waterfalls.

Shen Sui's eyelids hurt, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, the moon was light and the stars were sparse, and the birds were returning to the forest. How could there be any awe-inspiring sword intent?

Shen Sui was startled for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Lin Huaizhu.

Lin Huaizhu was still in the water, his clothes and hair were wet, his eyebrows were slender, his nose was straight and his lips were thin.

Looking at his own reflection in the water, he seemed to raise his head with emotion, just in time to meet Shen Sui's eyes.

The mist in the eyes of both parties saw each other the moment they saw each other, as if they were awakened by someone and the door became clear instantly.

Shen Sui pursed his lips and did not speak, the sound of the clanging Qingyue sword continued to echo in his ears.

He realized the sword intent of that sword just now, and now he is reminiscing about that sword.

The mysterious man deliberately sneaked up on them, hoping that the two of them would swing this sword, break through this sword, and be free again.

To put it bluntly, they have become stronger.

Xianxia essays are very different from martial arts essays. The latter requires hard practice, sword after sword, while the former relies more on talent and understanding.

As much sword intent as you understand, you will be as strong as you can be.

Lin Huaizhu had come out of the water and walked to Shen Sui's side, his eyes almost merged with the night, and his downcast eyes glued to Shen Sui's face.

Shen Sui was thinking about the sword, but Lin Huaizhu was not.

He is thinking about him.

Shen Sui knew that the masked man would teach them both, but he didn't expect the way to be so cool.

Now Shen Sui can be sure that the mysterious man is Dao Yan.

Dao Yan is honored as the sword master by outsiders, and he has the reputation of "one sword can defeat the immortals in the sky".

This special teaching made Shen Sui feel a lot. He summoned Chu Shu, flipped his wrist to stir up the rainbow, and the long sword changed in every way.

The sword light passed over Shen Sui's eyebrows and eyes, imprinting red flames on his delicate long eyes, and then dissipated in an instant.

He and the sword seem to be integrated, wandering in the gate between heaven and earth, like a free and easy breeze.

Shen Sui's sword intent is the word "free and unrestrained".

Shen Sui put away the sword, raised his eyebrows and asked Lin Huaizhu with a smile, "How is it?"

Lin Huaizhu looked away, smiled and praised: "Very good."

"What about you?" Shen Sui poked Lin Huaizhu with his sword, and asked with great interest, "What have you realized? Let me see your sword intent."

Lin Huaizhu's eyelashes moved to cover the emotions in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Next time."

Shen Sui didn't say anything, looked at the sky, stretched his waist and said, "Then go back to sleep."

Lin Huaizhu: "Yes."

Lin Huaizhu remained silent along the way, and Shen Sui was so immersed in the joy of improving his cultivation that he didn't notice his hidden emotions.

Unlike Shen Sui, Lin Huaizhu didn't realize the meaning of the sword that sword, he realized something else.

Looking up at Shen Sui, Lin Huaizhu's lips slowly tightened.

After realizing the meaning of the sword, Shen Sui had a new understanding when he recalled the secrets of swordsmanship that he had learned in the past.

Just like the theoretical knowledge learned while studying, after leaving school to participate in related work, those rote memorized things will become more thorough with practice.

Shen Sui is now at the stage of being enlightened, slowly understanding the theory through practice.

The realm is different, the way of looking at things will be different.

Compared with Shen Sui's high-spirited and high-spirited, Lin Huaizhu seemed very calm, even too calm.

He wasn't very talkative in the first place, as if he had taken dumb medicine these two days, he only answered Shen Sui's questions.

Shen Sui suspected that Lin Huaizhu's comprehension of the sword intent was too profound, and he was slowly digesting it, so he gave Lin Huaizhu a quiet environment so that he could have a good understanding.

But because of entering a new realm, Shen Sui's desire to export is particularly strong.

Since Lin Huaizhu didn't have time to talk to him, Shen Sui could only find someone who had time to talk to him.

Shen Sui took aim at Yin Shu as a matter of course.

Yin Shu is the young lord of Sword Forging City, and he has dealt with swords since he was a child. His understanding of kendo is more precise and deeper than others.

It's just that Yin Shu doesn't like to deal with people very much, and he usually talks very little.

But Shen Sui is not an ordinary person, he is a good communicator.

In the name of sending nectar to Yin Shu, the two of them got acquainted a lot.

Probably because Shen Sui has the same temperament, Yin Shu is not so stingy in front of him, and when talking about Yu Jian, he talks a lot more than usual.

What Dao Yan said before is correct, cultivating the Tao is a person's hard work.

The reason why it is said to be a person is because everyone's understanding is different, and the progress of practice is naturally different.

Fortunately, Shen Sui belongs to the category with good talent, and he can understand what Yin Shu said.

While Shen Sui was absorbing knowledge, he was also inputting his own perceptions, and he had a good chat with Yin Shu.

Just because the conversation was good, Shen Sui always chose the noon door to find Yin Shu these two days.

This hour will neither delay his business nor the other party's business.

After the meal, Shen Sui packed up, and Lin Huaizhu, who had been silent for several days when he was about to leave the house, suddenly asked, "Going to Lingxiao Peak again?"

Shen Sui opened the door loudly, and said, "Well, I'll be back soon."

Lin Huaizhu's tone was light, "Didn't you send them both yesterday and the day before yesterday?"

Hearing this, Shen Sui turned to look at Lin Huaizhu, who was sitting on the side of the bed and looked at him silently, unable to distinguish between happiness and anger.