Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

The teacup in his hand had dropped at some point, but Yuanyi's eyes were fixed on the secretary and Zihua.

Standing up slowly, he walked over.

In the next second, Yuan Yi stretched out his arms and took the two of them into his arms.

He didn't speak, neither did the secretary, and Zihua even ate her little hand in a silly way.

Kneeling on the ground, Yuan Yi tightly hugged the Secretary and Zi Hua in his arms.

Tanji on the side just watched this scene quietly, not knowing what to say.

Even Zhu Mizi from Zaomen, who had just returned from picking pears, stood there blankly.

Sunshine, tears, and people constitute a perfect and harmonious picture.

Yuanyi was relieved, he was no longer confused by the past, and he would no longer be bound by the past.

With a slight smile, Zhu Mizi stepped forward and patted Yuanyi's head.

"Don't cry, I will let you eat until you are full."

"Cheer up, okay?"

Turning his head to look at Zhu Mizi, Yuanyi wiped his eyes, and let go of the secretary and Zihua.

"Okay, then, please."

"Oh, just wrap it on me!"

Patting his arm, Zhu Mizi made a gesture of puffing up his muscles.

In such a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, lunch arrived.

Zhu Mizi kept adding food to Secretary and Yuanyi, while talking about interesting things that happened in the village.

Tanji watched quietly, occasionally making happy sounds, as if he was an observer.

After dinner, the secretary helped Zhu Mizi clean up the dishes.

Looking at Yuanyi who was teasing Zihua with a windmill, she suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Yuanyi, I heard from Mr. Tanji that your swordsmanship is very superb."

"If possible, can you let me see it?"

Tanji who was on the side had a look of embarrassment and shyness on his face when he heard the words.

He knew very well that for a powerful swordsman, revealing his sword skills was undoubtedly a matter of self-destruction.

What's more, I have expressed my desire to pass on Yuanyi's swordsman before.

Now there is a secretary here, isn't it an act of poaching?

Tan Ji was just about to say something when Secretary Secretary suddenly spoke.

"Master, I don't think there is any problem with this."

Turning to look at the secretary, Yuan was a little relieved by the generosity of his disciple.

Rubbing his head gently, he smiled slightly.

Walking to the side, he pulled out the Sun Wheel Knife.

Yizhi* made a round dance and raised his hands.

The Twelve Types * Yan Wu ends.

Repeatedly, it is in the shape of thirteen.

Zhu Mizi and Zihua clapped their hands and applauded after seeing such amazing sword skills, with happy smiles on their faces.

Tanji watched attentively, trying his best to imbue every detail into his own eyes.

The beauty of Sun's Breath is enough to make him forget to breathe.

The secretary at the side was also sitting there, quietly watching Yuanyi's sword skills.

Although he unlocked the thirteenth form in the bamboo forest two years ago, it is still far behind Yuanyi.

In the past two years, he has asked Yuan Yi for advice hundreds of times, just to train his thirteen figure to the extreme.

The slight difference in the angle of the wrist, the slight difference in the footwork of the lower body, the priority of breathing intervals, these are the elements that will affect the use of swordsmanship.

After so many explanations, Secretary Secretary also felt that he had touched the film.

Now, that perfect answer appeared before his eyes again.

The Breath of the Sun demonstrated by Yuyuan himself.

Before he knew it, his spirit was immersed in it.

By the time he opened his eyes again, he had successfully broken through that membrane.

"Affected by the ability of the host itself, master-level swordsmanship breaks through to master-level swordsmanship (100 million/1000 million)"

"Affected by the host's own ability, the master-level breathing method is promoted to the master-level breathing method (100 million/1000 million)"

At the moment when he thoroughly understood the thirteen forms of the sun's breath, the secretary successfully promoted his swordsmanship and breathing techniques to the master level!

Grabbing the knife, he stood up, and the secretary walked into the yard.

Just when Tanji and Zhu Mizi were curious, the secretary drew out the Rilun Saber.

"Breath of the Sun * One Shape * Round Dance"

"Breath of the Sun*Second Type*Biluotian"

……

"Breath of the Sun * Twelve Shapes * Flame Dance"

The secretary also used the twelve shapes, so he used them repeatedly and merged them into the thirteen shapes!

In the middle of the field, two swordsmen are dancing.

The superb sword skills like a flame elf seem to be the dance of a living god.

Yuanyi's sword skills are mature, stable and simple.

The secretary's sword skills are soaring, sharp and brave.

Tanji and Zhu Mizi were bewildered when they saw the two not identical, but each had its own characteristics.

By the time the sword skill demonstration was over, it was already dusk.

"!"

After his stunned brain came to his senses, Zhu Mizi hugged Zihua and laughed happily.

After hearing the sincere laughter of the two, Yuanyi lowered his head slightly, as if a little shy.

As for the secretary, he smiled and didn't say much.

He knew that this was the last stable time for Master Yuanyi.

After today, the two will embark on a life of searching for Wu Mian and killing evil spirits again.

After dinner, Yuanyi and Secretary planned to leave.

"Mr. Yuanyi, we will always be here waiting for you, and you are welcome to come back anytime."

Looking at Tanji, who was shouting loudly at himself, with a sad face, Yuan paused.

Immediately afterwards, he took off the earrings on his ears and put them in Tanji's hands.

These are the earrings that Yuan's mother personally made when he was a child, in order to keep Yuan Yi alive.

Giving it to Tanji is also a kind of protection for Yuan to Tanji's family.

"Then, let's go, Mr. Tanji."

With a wave of his hand, the secretary bid farewell to Tanji's family.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Tanji suddenly felt a surge of sadness in his heart.

Secretary and Yuanyi, I'm afraid they will never come back again.

The somewhat lonely backs of the master and apprentice walked further and further away, Tanji finally couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart.

Stepping forward quickly, he shouted loudly towards the front.

"Mr. Yuanyi, secretary, we will definitely continue the life you two guarded!"

"I assure you, whether it is the earrings or the breath of the sun, I will pass it on forever!"

"In the days to come, I wish you prosperous martial arts!"

After speaking, tears welled up in Tanji's eyes.

Hearing Tanji's shout, Si Shu and Yuan Yi turned around and looked back.

Looking at each other, the master and apprentice have reached a consensus.

"Thank you."

There are no words like a thousand words, and there is no thrilling emotional expression.

Yes, it's just Secretary and Yuanyi, the most simple and unpretentious thanks from the bottom of their hearts.

The sun at dusk hit Yuanyi and Secretary, a little lonely, but also a little sacred.

With a wave of hands, they left.

The master and apprentice embarked on the journey of hunting ghosts again.