Vol 8 Chapter 75 Basalt Temple

An Zhisu was furious.

Although she also knew that Su Jian was doing her good, but in the past 100 years, she has always won more and lost less in Shushan. Who would dare not recognize her strength?

Why is it that I am not allowed to participate in the battle without even investigating? Is my strength so worthless in Master’s mind?

Ling Yunpo was beside him with warm words of comfort, but he could see clearly in his heart: This Senior Sister An, I am afraid that the period of rebellion is over.

What is the rebellious period? It is the mentality of teenagers in the process of growing up, from relying on their parents to awakening self-consciousness, eager to prove to their parents that “I can do it”, and even deliberately confronting their parents.

Although Senior Sister An was not young, she didn’t really spend a long time with Su Jian. In addition, most of the monks work behind closed doors and lack social experience, so it is not surprising that they have only entered the period of rebellion.

The only problem is that Su Jian doesn’t seem to know what a “rebellious period” is. Judging from his expression, he probably thought that his daughter no longer loved her father, so she could only cast a heartbroken look at Ling Yunpo.

Of course Ling Yunpo could also heed the suggestion of the old father-in-law: Good son-in-law, help me persuade!

It was impossible to persuade, because Senior Sister An came to complain to him, and definitely didn’t want to hear an answer like “your father also has difficulties”. A lot of times for women, “which side are you on” is more important than “who is right and who is wrong”.

So he slowly reached into his sleeve and took out a… wine jug.

The Sword Immortals of Shushan then headed north and retreated into the jungle.

“Why?” Su Jian asked impatiently.

“Qingheng.” Su Jian said with satisfaction, “He has been at your door for a long time, but he was in retreat as a teacher at the time, and there was something bad to teach him.”

An Zhisu was flipping through the scriptures chattingly, to interrupt the conversation between the father and the man.

I saw that what Su Jian wrote on the first page was “Swordsmanship, stabbing is the key”.

An Zhisu looked at Su Jian, only to see Su Jian eagerly watching the two drinking, his throat seemed to be less wriggling.

“Today, a certain family went to the lower plains and killed a few bald monks.”

“Hmm.” Pei Na nodded, but she didn’t think about it. Apparently, like Ling Yunpo, she said “whatever he says.” She directly ordered:

“Choose…” Su Jian was about to say something casually, but suddenly asked An Zhisu, “Qingheng, which side do you think should be explored?”

The following is a messy record of my various thoughts at the same time, some of which are really thinking about swordsmanship, and some are simply diary entries, such as “who did you beat” or “who did you kill” , and not even the nonsense of “somewhere is bad.”

That’s for worry.

Turtles and snakes intertwined, that is… Xuanwu?

The next step is to choose a direction and focus on in-depth exploration.

“Have you heard of…Shushan?”

Pei Nayu looked at the reliefs on the walls of the temple, and a strange emotion welled up in her heart.

Nowadays, “practicing swords” means practicing, but if you can drink without alcohol, it is also wrong.

To the east and west are marshes, and the closer you get, the less water flows and the more the ground.

An Zhisu’s eyes lit up immediately. After all, she only has two hobbies, one is drinking, and the other is practicing swords.

If the learner is slashing, you need to quickly turn your body to the side and swing the sword when rushing behind the target; but if you want to assassinate the enemy, you need to change your tactics and stab directly at the learner.

“Therefore, we have to choose from eight directions: east, west, and north.”

I haven’t been divided into seven yet. I went to explore the surrounding environment for investigation. Only the eight masters and disciples were left to drink outside, and they drank all the wine in a pot.

“I’m doing business now. It was originally convenient for drinking, but it seems that this is the first toast for my disciples. That’s all, you can accompany them to drink a drink.”

“East and west are swamps, and the water flow is less, so there is a small probability that it is connected to Ozawa in the south.”

An Zhisu looked at the seventh line again, and saw Pei Na continued to write:

According to the reports of those monks, everyone knew that the south was a vast water area, and they still knew whether it was a lake or an ocean.

I flipped forward sloppily, only to realize that Pei Na said that it was “some experience”, and it was really false.

“North (this chapter is not over!)

Chapter 75 Xuanwu Temple

It is a jungle area, an environment scholar, suitable for monsters to hide, and the possibility that there is no hidden treasure is smaller. ”

Under the sword-fighting technique, stabbing is indeed slower than slashing, because when the flying sword is flying, it flies towards the tip of the sword.

I don’t know, what’s going on with Wei Dongliu… Oh, you read the An Zhisu file first, so if the future Wei Dongliu knows how to retreat into the secret realm.

Why did it suddenly become a diary?

An Zhisu wanted to say, if we are so little fanfare, will it be more difficult to fight grass and startle snakes?

…Master, it’s a good thing!

Su Jian went to talk to the man again, and An Zhisu took out the scriptures and flipped through them.

“Yes, I bought it from Yangzhou.”

“The taste isn’t a bit bland, it’s just that it doesn’t taste good in the throat. It’s not enough.” Ling Yunpo poured himself a drink and poured a few more glasses for An Zhisu.

An Zhisu:???

So Su Jian immediately felt relieved, and said solemnly:

The jungle was really flat and difficult to navigate, with tree roots entangled in the ground and vines overgrown, and there was almost no place for people to stay.

“Blue and red.”

The north is rolling hills, accompanied by a typical cold rainforest, and there are not many vines, poisonous snakes and poisonous insects.

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Thinking of that, An Zhisu also sighed silently, thinking that the enemy lineup we dispatched from Shushan really had no chance of losing.

“Then there is nothing about the experience of practicing swordsmanship as a teacher during the Golden Core Realm, so leave it to him.”

On the other side, the seven waves of monks who went out to investigate returned very slowly.

“Thank you, Master!” An Zhisu knew that it was a toast in return for me, and quickly and sincerely accepted it.

An Zhisu sighed, then pulled Senior Sister An, who was willing, and poured a cup for Su Jian.

But I also know that I must have said that. With Su Jian’s character, there is a small probability that he will answer “Is it even worse? The positive and the bad are all over the place.”

“Junior Brother, what kind of wine is that?”

Forget it, come with me.

“Exclude the south first.” An Zhisu explained, “Although you Shushan monks are afraid of water, but after all, it is like an aquatic monster scholar environment, and it is always bad to avoid it.”

“Explore the North first!”

It’s broken~www.readmtl.com~ Master, you haven’t let my sister down yet.

The people in Shushan quickly went deep into the jungle, smashing all kinds of obstacles, chopping melons and vegetables, and slowly reached the depths of the jungle, and found a temple here.

It is really difficult to find really useless information from it.

Then I want to ask you too?

“Choose North.”

It was wrong, An Zhisu nodded secretly.

Ling Yunpo twitched the corners of his mouth beside him, showing an expression that he wanted to ridicule but held back.

So the small family used their own swordsmanship, or launched the sword-down method, and quickly cleared a path behind them.

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Chapter 75 Xuanwu Temple