Song of Adolescence

It’s not that Lei Wujie didn’t draw a sword against Li Hanyi. On the day of the ascending pavilion, Lei Wujie used all his life skills to wield that sword with fiery fire and thunder, but that day, Lei Wujie was just to obtain one. The opportunity to meet Li Hanyi now seems to have no reason to draw a sword.

"Come on, draw the sword!" Li Hanyi frowned slightly, the sword tide around him was raging, the wind was violent on the mountainside, the trees shook, and large leaves of leaves were scattered.

Lei Wujie felt the tremendous deterrence, his body swayed and almost fell, and he involuntarily wanted to carry the fire technique, but he was slightly lifted, but was suppressed by the cold sword aura.

"I said, draw the sword." Li Hanyi said coldly.

Lei Wujie could only put his hand on the hilt, but still did not draw the sword.

"Sword up!" Li Hanyi gently waved his hand, and the iron horse glacier that shook the world unsheathed and flew into his hand.

Lei Wujie finally had no choice, and firmly squeezed the hilt of the sword firmly: "Master, offended!"

Li Hanyi didn't speak, but just waved the long sword vigorously. For a moment, the wind in the mountains stagnated, and the fallen leaves were also condensed in the air. The birds that started flying from the forest stopped at the moment they fluttered their wings, and then a sword aura swept across the sky, The clouds in the sky split in half.

Lei Wujie’s back was soaked. He put the sword down and took a deep breath. He still did not pull out the sword. Something seemed to be condensed between this rain-listening sword and the scabbard. He I didn't pull him out with all my strength, but fortunately Li Hanyi suddenly turned around when he finally took the sword, otherwise Lei Wujie at this moment is afraid that he is already dead.

"Master..." Lei Wujie wiped his sweat and looked at Li Hanyi in confusion.

"Listening to the rain sword is a sword cast by the sword spirit mound, which recognizes the Lord. You don't have the will to draw the sword in your heart, so you can't draw it. You need to find the reason for your sword." Li Hanyi tied his hands behind him. The iron horse Binghe returned to the sword.

Lei Wujie admired Li Hanyi's superb sword skills: "Master, how long will it take for me to be like your sword?"

"Yujian? You have not drawn the sword yet but want to do it. With your qualifications, I think it will take at least ten years." Li Hanyi showed no mercy.

"Ten years? But I have met a young man from Wushuang City in Yutian, and he can already control five flying swords by himself." Lei Wujie was a little frustrated.

"Flying sword?" Li Hanyi frowned slightly, "Is he carrying a sword box?"

"Yes." Lei Wujie recalled, "The man carried a sword case on his back. In the case there were twelve small flying swords and a fiery red long sword. What kind of flying swords are called Yunsuo? Light frost, soft around your fingers or something."

"It's Ouyang Wushuang's thirteen sword box. Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, Wushuang City will finally have someone who can open the sword box." Li Hanyi's expression moved slightly.

Lei Wujie hurriedly smiled: "Then Master, should we change a sword and start practicing sword?"

"Sword practice?" Li Hanyi said coldly, "We have already started. From now on, I will try the sword with you once a day. When you draw your sword in front of me, I will teach you swordsmanship again. "

"Huh?" Lei Wujie was shocked.

Li Hanyi had already turned around and walked into the grass cottage.

"Draw the sword! Okay, draw the sword!" Lei Wujie lifted the fire-scorching technique to the Garuda Realm in one sigh, and tried to draw the sword out of his body, but the sword did not move at all, and finally had to give up. He sighed, thinking that Xueyue Sword Fairy's temper was really weird.

Is the reason for drawing the sword really so important?

In the seemingly quiet cottage, there is actually another person sitting.

Dressed in black, with a slight smile on his face, Sikong Changfeng, the lord of the three cities of Xueyue City, was sitting in the corner of the dark room, sipping tea slowly, and an incense burner with purple smoke at his feet.

"You gave him the rain sword? That was the first sword you got when you first entered the rivers and lakes. You are really willing to treat this apprentice." Sikong Changfeng smiled.

Li Hanyi didn't speak, and sat down beside Sikong Changfeng.

"Actually, at that moment, you really hope he can draw the sword. At the moment of life and death, the long sword is the best way. The most fear is that people do not draw the sword for themselves, but for others. "Sikong Changfeng said some words that seemed ambiguous.

Li Hanyi didn't continue this topic, but just asked, "How about your disciple?"

"It's very light. I think if you practice for a few years, you will not be much worse than Meruo, the number one thief. The ability to calculate accounts is also good. After only a few days, I took advantage of the bad accounts for a few months. Sikong Changfeng smiled, "It's just..."

"Just?" Li Hanyi raised his eyebrows.

"It's just that the hidden veins are damaged. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn the superior martial arts in this life. At first, I saw him with a Promise stick. I thought it was lying to me if he could not use martial arts." Sikong Changfeng sighed.

"The hidden veins are damaged!" Rao was as calm as Li Hanyi but was also shocked at this time, "How is it possible?"

"I didn't believe it at first, but I took his pulse. His hidden veins are broken, and it is possible to force the movement, but the blood surges, and the meridians will be broken at any time and die. Presumably in the city of Apocalypse, Someone hit him cruelly. But he refused to say more, so I didn't ask any more." Sikong Changfeng said.

"The hidden veins are damaged, is there any medicine to treat?" Li Hanyi frowned slightly.

"Yes." Sikong Changfeng replied simply.

"What is it?" Li Hanyi knew that his third junior brother was proficient in medical skills. If he said yes, it would never be groundless.

"Penglai fairy island, overseas immortals, replenishing the soul of heaven." Sikong Changfeng said every word.

Li Hanyi shook his head gently after hesitating for half of the salary.

Sikong Changfeng smiled: "It's also a good thing not to practice martial arts. Your apprentice's martial arts skills are enough."

Li Hanyi suddenly thought of something, and then asked: "This time in Yutian, can you see that boy in Wushuang City?"

"You said it was the boy who reopened the Thirteen Sword Box in Wushuang City? I saw it." Sikong Changfeng nodded.

"He has learned flying swordsmanship?" Li Hanyi asked.

"Now I can control at least six flying swords. His skill was not enough at the time. I used his magical powers to control his twelve flying swords. All the twelve swords faintly resisted me. The fetuses of the two flying swords will be formed. Only the thirteenth handle, the Suzaku will take some time." Sikong Changfeng said.

Li Hanyi snorted coldly.

"What they will face in the future is such a once-in-a-hundred-year-old wizard. Hanyi, you have a long way to go." Sikong Changfeng smiled with a gleeful look.