Tian Yan 49

There was a complete silence in Tianshu Pavilion, and there was not even a single person.Shuang Jiang turned around suspiciously, but did not find the so-called quiet room, and said to himself, "Where is the quiet room?"

There was a soft "click" in the silent Tianshu Pavilion.

Shuang Jiang looked in the direction where the voice came from.An extra staircase appeared on the wall of Tianshu Pavilion at some point, Shuang Jiang blinked his eyes and did not move for a while, and a line of words floated on the wall: Go upstairs from now on.

Frost's Fall: "..."

Tianshu Pavilion has become a master!

He tiptoed up the stairs—he didn’t know why he tiptoed—there was a screen at the end of the stairs, which separated the quiet room from the outside world, and Shuang Jiang was still going up the stairs when he heard a voice say: "How many times have you written it? "

This voice is lighter than normal people's, and it's kind of hoarse, not ugly, nor sexy.Shuang Jiang hadn't heard this voice before, so he paused, and heard another steady voice responding to him: "89."

He remembered this voice, it was from Longyin.

"You were fined a hundred times again?" The strange voice seemed to laugh.

"If you have time to laugh at me, why don't you think about how to deal with your fifty times." Long Yin let out a "huh".

"I've been prepared for a long time. Last time when Feng punished me for facing the wall for three months, I wrote the Qingxin formula a hundred times in advance." The unfamiliar voice said calmly, followed by the voice of shaking the pages of the book without rushing, " Fifth, I'll copy ten copies for you, how about doing me a favor?"

Long Yin was silent for a while: "What's the matter?"

Frost's Fall: "..."

Did he break some great deal?

"It's just..." The unfamiliar voice suddenly froze, "Who is it!"

The screen suddenly shattered, Shuang Jiang rolled subconsciously, dodging a sharp sword energy.

"Fourth!" Long Yin hurriedly held down the half-up person beside him, "He is the apprentice just accepted by Master."

Shuang Jiang got up and saluted, "Excuse me, senior brother, my name is Shuang Jiang."

The fourth senior brother was stunned, and rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly: "I am Shen Dong, ranked fourth... Sorry, junior brother, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Shuang Jiang looked up and smiled.

This man was only wearing a high-necked unlined garment, with a piece of white jade around his waist, and his long hair was bunched up behind his head. There is a scar across the temple, cut by some sharp weapon, slender and bright red, like a new wound.

This is the fourth senior brother?Shuang Jiang blinked, why did it feel different from what the third senior brother said?

Shen Dong placed an extra futon beside the table, picked up his pen again, and called Shuang Jiang: "Come and sit."

Shuang Jiang sat on the futon, obediently put his hands on his knees, raised his face and asked, "Senior brother, what does Jingshi do?"

"A place to punish disciples." Shen Dong said, "You'll know when you make a mistake once, and I guarantee you can copy the books to your liking."

"Instigating junior brother to make mistakes, it seems that asking you to copy the heart formula is not enough." Long Yin said quietly without raising his head.

Shen Dong was elbowing him: "Is it itchy?"

Shuang Jiang tilted his head: "Didn't the fourth brother just come back? Why did you make a mistake?"

Long Yin nodded, there was no expression on his face, and the words he said were extremely insincere: "I want to know too."

"Well, this," Shen Dong scratched his face, and subconsciously touched the scar at the corner of his eye, "I met the peak master when I came back, and asked when I could return to the stage of transformation. He looked at me He said for a long while that my mind was restless, and fined me to copy the formula of clearing my heart fifty times."

Long Yin said "hahaha" three times with no expression on his face, and then said, "You deserve it."

"I have indeed touched the threshold of transforming gods, don't be beaten up, kid." Shen Dong punched him on the back, and then asked: "Is there any news about Hua Peacock?"

"No."

Shen Dong sighed in a low voice, and frowned worriedly: "Where did you go?"

"Who is Hua Peacock?" Shuang Jiang asked sideways.

"Your second senior brother," Shen Dong said, "I think you haven't seen him yet—for your safety, it's best not to see him."

Long Yin made a faint voice on the side: "I think your safety is the most worrying."

Shen Dong's veins twitched on his forehead, and the brush in his hand snapped into two pieces: "Long Yin, do you still want to live?"

Long Yin quickly put away the pen and paper, and Shen Dongzai rushed over, grabbed Long Yin's neck and rolled to the ground, knocked over the inkstone, and splashed a sleeve of landscape.Before the two of them had rolled around a few times, two straight beams of light were cast from Tianshu Pavilion, forcibly separating the two of them.

A voice that did not distinguish between male and female, old and young came from the sky: "Fighting is forbidden in the quiet room. Shen Dong is here, and the master of Sushen Peak has an order. If you cause trouble, you must copy the "General Principles of Sword Art" again."

Shen Dongzai's face turned pale in an instant: "That thing has three thousand pages!"

However, no one responded to him.

Shuang Jiang looked at Shen Dongzai, who was kneeling on the ground with a faded color, and affirmed the idea that "my senior brother is not normal".

----

A month later.

"clang!"

The iron knife was thrown out of his hand, and fell to the ground, a flash of light was shining brightly.

"Three strokes," Shen Dong said while withdrawing his sword and jumping off the pile, "I've made progress."

Shuang Jiang squatted on the plum blossom pile, waved his hands profusely with sweat, and could only catch his breath for a while, unable to say a word.

The fourth senior brother had just been released from the quiet room of Tianshu Pavilion half a month ago, he had lost a lot of weight, and was drifting towards his own residence in a trance, just passing by the plum blossom pile outside the back door of Shuangjiang.The person whose soul was flying above his head suddenly regained his energy, and asked Shuangjiang with great interest: "Little brother, learn sword?"

The innocent Shuang Jiang said unsuspectingly: "No, learn the knife."

Shen Dong was eager to try, "It's the same, the same, for your last test, take ten tricks from me, shall we?"

Shuang Jiang thought wisely, senior brother Yu Yaofeng's cultivation base is bottomless, second senior brother and sixth senior brother have not met until now, third senior brother Bai Chuyi might not even be able to beat him now, fifth senior brother Long Yin is another Sword Spirit, after much deliberation, only the ten moves of the fourth senior brother seemed to be a little easier to pick up, so he deeply felt that it was feasible, nodded and said: "Okay."

Try it the next day, it's doable, he couldn't even catch Shen Dongzai's random move, he planted directly from the pile into the ground, and it was difficult to pull it out.

Shen Dongzai's sword is slightly similar to Li Shuyan's, they are both upright and straight, the biggest feature is sharpness, the sword is sharp enough to hurt people in the sheath.What Shuang Jiang was most worried about was this kind of sword, he couldn't catch it at all, and he didn't have time to dodge it, and often flew away as soon as he touched the knife in his hand.

For half a month, at best, he could only catch Shen Dong's three moves, Shuang Jiang was panting and thinking anxiously, when this goes on like this, when will he be able to pass this basic test?

Long Yin, who was watching with his arms around his shoulders—he just happened to pass by, just looked at it for a while—suddenly said: "Xiaoqi, you don't have to face that moment just now."

Shuang Jiang wiped off his sweat and said, "The speed is too fast, I can't dodge it."

Long Yin shook his head, walked over to pick up the iron knife, looked at it, swung it unskillfully, put it in front of him, and said to Shen Dong: "Reuse your previous move again."

Shen Dong was drawing his sword: "It's not an airs to deal with you, be careful of disfigurement if you can't handle it."

Before Long Yin could answer, Shen Dongzai had already taken a step back casually, leaned slightly, and disappeared in place the next moment.Shuang Jiang opened his eyes wide, and saw a ray of silver light streaking straight across a long line in the air, and the sharpest point of the sword had already pierced Long Yin's eyes!

Long Yin did not retreat but advanced, the iron knife in his hand stood upright in front of him, and he slid a step sideways, the blade brushed against the blade, sparking a string of sparks.

He didn't shake the tip of the sword at the front, but passed it and stuck the blade to the body of the sword. He could strike forward and retreat from the sword circle.

Shuang's descent was like enlightenment, and he let out a soft "ah".

Shen Dong gave Long Yin a sword hilt with his backhand: "This is the peak master's connection method!"

Taking advantage of his height, Long Yin cast a glance at him: "It sounds like your move 'A Line of Sky' was not taught by Master."

Shen Dong held his sword straight while sneering: "There are always some people who don't clean up and forget who they are senior brothers."

Long Yin threw the iron knife on the plum blossom pile, and Shuang Jiang caught it, and he heard him ask: "Xiao Qi, is your spiritual power full during the Qi training period? Why don't you build a foundation?"

Shuang Jiang was stunned for a moment, before he could answer, Shen Dongzai and Long Yin were already facing each other, their swords shot sparks, and they were far away in a short while.

Shuang Jiang rubbed his face, jumped off the pile, thought for a while, and ran to Fusang.