Chapter 342: Train Yu Shangrong

"Northern Kendo genius, Gong Yuandu, can be the sword of the Son of Heaven..."

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Emperor Yongshou, Liu Ge, can be the sword of the Son of Heaven..."

When everyone in the Elder Pavilion heard the words, their expressions changed slightly.

They had seen Gong Yuandu's kendo with their own eyes, and he was indeed an amazing and decisive character. In terms of kendo, he is indeed a first-class master.

It's just... if they really want to fight Yu Shangrong, they don't think Gong Yuan can defeat Yu Shangrong.

Why did the pavilion master list Gong Yuandu as the third class?

Liu Ge, the emperor of Yongshou, who used his sword to help the world can indeed be called the sword of the Son of Heaven.

but……

Both of them are deceased.

Comparing the dead with people today is a bit too harsh.

I don't know how many outstanding people have been produced in ancient times, how can today's people dare to claim to be beyond?

He didn't wait for Yu Shangrong to ask questions.

Hua Wudao couldn't help the doubts in his heart, and cupped his hands: "Pavilion Master, if this is the case, can the current Emperor Yongqing also be called the Sword of the Son of Heaven?"

Luzhou Fushu shook his head:

"It doesn't count."

"I also ask the pavilion master to clear up your doubts." Hua Wudao bowed.

"Yongshou opened the frontier of a hundred countries and established the world with great flames. Yongqing is just an inheritance, and it cannot be called the sword of the emperor."

"Teached."

The flower has no way to step back.

Leng Luo also followed: "Gong Yuan is from the north, it is true, but he is only a loose cultivator. He has not established a hundred kingdoms and established the world. He hid in a coffin for a hundred years before his death. Why can he be called the sword of the emperor?"

This question asked what everyone was thinking.

His eyes focused on Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou's wind was light and cloudless, and he stroked his beard to answer: "Fighting for life with heaven and life with earth, not afraid of life and death."

He turned around,

His eyes swept over the crowd indifferently.

To this day, why has no one successfully stepped into Jiuye?

If it does, it will naturally open up a new world and call it the Sword of the Son of Heaven.

But on this road, Gong Yuandu was the only one who fell.

Over the past ten thousand years, how many great practitioners have fallen on the way.

Pan Litian asked: "There are countless people who are fighting for life with heaven and earth. They are all swords of the Son of Heaven?"

Luzhou Fushou nodded, unable to deny.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then suddenly.

Hearing these words, Yu Shangrong lowered his head.

The swordsmanship that he is proud of, in Master's mind, is not even a third-class.

He couldn't refute.

Master is right. In the final analysis, his sword is nothing but a swordsmanship, a martial artist.

...

Lu Zhou glanced at Yu Shangrong.

After all, young people are young people. If they can't hold you, the old man has lived in vain for thousands of years.

He continued: "Whether it is Taoism or Confucianism. After all, it is not the highest realm."

Everyone looked at Lu Zhou in confusion.

The third class has been divided, and it is not considered the highest in the mind of the pavilion master.

"A sword without a sword is better than a sword. Whatever the heart thinks, everything in the world can be a sword. Water benefits everything without fighting, and it treats what everyone hates, so it's almost like the Tao."

Lu Zhou stared at Yu Shangrong intently.

at this time.

Lu Zhou raised his right hand.

Between the index finger and the middle finger, a sword gang condenses.

Suddenly, that sword gang is one in two, two in four, four in eight...

After thinking about the tree in front of the cave, it trembled, and the leaves flew.

Huh, huh huh!

The leaves were stuck to the ground.

It's not over yet.

They suddenly felt the wind blowing the leaves, like a knife, across their faces.

Fortunately, they are all practitioners, and they can resist this weak force after being tempered.

Nonetheless, the pavilion master's demonstration has made them understand what it means to have a sword without a sword.

The reason is understood.

But how many people can do this?

This control force is not only a subtle control of the vitality, but also when the vitality is gathered, the leaves are rolled up, causing the flow of air.

For every hundred years or more of tempering, it is almost impossible to do this.

Yu Shangrong has relied on the Longevity Sword all the year round... How could he practice these?

So...he was convinced.

The height of thought determines the height of the sword.

The understanding of the sword determines the level of kendo.

Luzhou's lesson is an all-round crush on Yu Shangrong.

Your master is your master after all.

"Are you convinced?" Lu Zhou stared at Yu Shangrong intently.

"A disciple is taught."

Yu Shangrong had all kinds of feelings in his heart.

I don't know what I'm thinking about, in the past time when I was getting started, the master had never taught kendo so painstakingly.

Who can talk about this... Besides Master, who else can I say?

[Ding, train Yu Shangrong, reward 500 points of merit. 】

[Ding, point to Duanmusheng, reward 200 points of merit. 】

Lu Zhou noticed that the system uses different words, one is for training and the other is for pointing.

Yu Shangrong really doesn't need any pointers in his swordsmanship practice. He needs more training.

Lu Zhou suddenly remembered that missing memory...

It reminds me of Yu Shangrong's words "You want to kill me again?".

Thinking about it, Yu Shangrong didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, and he didn't want to mention this past.

Barely.

Think for a moment.

Lu Zhou said: "Think about it in the cave and reflect on it."

Finished.

Lu Zhou turned around with his hands behind his back and walked in the direction of Motian Pavilion.

"Elder Leng, Elder Hua, Elder Pan..."

Leng Luo, Pan Litian and Hua Wudao handed over and followed.

The four people from the Elder Pavilion left.

The repressed atmosphere in front of the Sikuangdong suddenly relaxed.

The others let out a sigh of relief.

Yu Shangrong looked at the distant back of his master, and he didn't know when the cold sweat appeared in his palm.

Zhu Honggong lowered his head and was about to turn around and leave.

Yu Shangrong said lightly, "Old eighth."

"Ah?" Zhu Honggong stopped, trembling all over.

"come over."

"Second Senior Brother... I, I... My South Pavilion."

Yu Shangrong didn't rush into the Siguo Cave, but walked up to Zhu Honggong and asked, "Don't be nervous."

Gentle as always, with a humble tone.

Yu Shangrong suddenly remembered the scene where the clouds illuminated the woodland, the move that the master performed while standing above the white ze, into the three souls, and asked:

"Tell me honestly, has Master entered Jiuye?"

"what?"

Nine leaves?

Zhu Honggong was immediately stunned.

It is not without reason why Yu Shangrong asked this question.

His understanding and attainments in kendo, he considers himself unique. Even if he knew he wasn't the master's opponent, he wouldn't lose so much.

There is only one possibility to cause this result, and that is that the master has entered the Nine Leaves.

"No way...Second Senior Brother, how can there be nine leaves...I don't know, don't look at me like that, I really don't know..." Zhu Honggong waved his hands again and again.

Yu Shangrong thought to himself.

Fighting for life with heaven and earth is the sword of the Son of Heaven. Life is gone, what is the third class?

Thinking of what Si Wuya said, Master may have found a way to break the limit.

...

Demon Heaven Pavilion, in the main hall.

Only Lu Zhou, Leng Luo, Pan Litian, and Hua Wudao were the four of them.

Lu Zhou stepped into the hall, sat down slowly, and said, "Sit down."

The three of them took their seats.

"The three elders are all well-informed people... Do you know lavender?"

Cold Luo said:

"I have heard about lavender grass. It is said that this thing grows in Xiaoxian Mountain, where the grass and trees are not growing, and there is snow in the four seasons."

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