Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

Chapter 10 Sword and Sword

"Brother Wei, good morning! There's nothing wrong, why did you get up so early?" Song Xi looked at Wei Buming who was leaning against the stake and fiddling with butterflies in his hand, and greeted him from a distance.

As soon as he saw Buming, he didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he ran to Buming in a hurry, raised his head and showed a big smiling face.

"Morning? It's already noon, young master. Do you know that you have slept for a full day and night." Wei Buming looked at the young man in front of him, rolled his eyes and said angrily.The butterfly that had been resting on the fingertips was frightened by the sudden appearance of Song Xi, flapping its wings one after the other, leaving the courtyard and flying towards the depths of the forest.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm so tired, I fell asleep without noticing it for a while." Song Xi stuck out his tongue and whispered: "Anyway, Brother Qing Huan, a cheapskate, only picks some fruits to fool me, and it's not good. It doesn't matter if you can't wake up."

Although it is said that after the establishment of the foundation, you can eat big grains, but as a human being, you are naturally greedy for the feeling of fullness.When he was in Zizaimen, everyone would prepare a lot of delicious food for him.It’s okay to eat the small wild fruit occasionally, but if you eat the fruit all the time, it’s better to hang him under the tree!

"You, you," Wei Buming shook his head, and took out a plate of cold cakes out of nowhere. "I just took a plate of pastries from the kitchen, would you like to try it?"

"I want it!" Song Xi's expression brightened, he had been coveting this pastry since that day, but he didn't dare to try it because of Shen Qinghuan's threats.Now that Shen Qinghuan is not here, he naturally reached out to take the plate, eagerly grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

"That's a good time! I've known Brother Qinghuan for ten years, and it's the first time I know he can cook." Song Xi squinted his eyes, his cheeks bulging like a little hamster.

Wei Buming looked at Song Xi's appearance from the side, and the corners of his lips could not help but smile, and it took a lot of effort to resist the urge to poke Song Xi's cheek with his hands.

At this moment, Shen Qinghuan happened to be wearing a white shirt, with thin sweat on his forehead, walking towards them both with a soft sword in his hand.Even though his cultivation had reached such a level, Shen Qinghuan still had morning classes every day.Wei Buming was curious and got up early in the morning to observe it, but Shen Qinghuan just practiced the basic movements of chopping, picking and stabbing repeatedly in the open space, watching him sleepy-eyed and bored.It's hard for him to persevere with such a boring action.

"Are you awake? Are you feeling unwell?" Shen Qinghuan looked down at Song Xi, seeing his ruddy complexion, he felt relieved.

"It's fine, it's fine, my legs and feet are nimble and my mind is quick, so I can make three hundred pills casually without any problem." Song Xi chuckled, patted his forehead and finally remembered the reason why he came to Mengju.Even though Wei Buming explained that his health was fine, he still insisted that he still needs to take care of himself. In an instant, he had made up his mind to refine a few more breath-regulating pills in addition to the original task.

"I'm an alchemist, and I have more nourishing pills than you can eat," Song Xi patted his chest, interrupting Shen Qinghuan's persuasion with actions.He tilted his head to look at Wei Buming and said:

"Brother Wei, you can see that you are too aggressive in your usual practice, and you didn't pay attention to your health. You have a lot of old injuries. You are already Brother Qing Huan's Taoist companion. If you don't pay attention to taking good care of your body, you will not be able to conceive a baby in the future !" Leaving those words behind, Song Xi wiped his mouth, turned his head and rushed into the alchemy room, ignoring the calls of the guards behind him.

This brat, Wei Buming took a deep breath and said with a smile on his face, why didn't he remember that he had practiced one more technique to change his physique and reproduce? !

"Cough." Wei Buming was sulking, when a man coughed from behind.He slowly turned his head to look to the side, only to see that Shen Qinghuan still had the expressionless expression of a bone fairy, and he was a model of a fairy family.Only those pair of windy eyes, with the tails of the eyes raised up, filled the pupils with unconcealable joy.

Wei Buming said coldly: "If you want to laugh, then laugh."

"No, as the head of the Zizai Sect, I don't even know the most basic principle of Yin-Yang harmony. After he leaves the customs, I will definitely teach him a lesson." Shen Qinghuan glanced at the faces of the people beside him, Shaking his head with a straight face.Wei Buming glanced at his long and dense eyelashes, snorted coldly, pursed the corners of his mouth and did not speak.

You righteous people are all big bastards.

After Song Xi left, there were only Wei Buming and Shen Qinghuan left in the courtyard.Now Wei Buming is unwilling to speak, and Shen Qinghuan is not very good at chatting, so the whole small courtyard is actually quiet.During the silence, two lingering butterflies flew out of nowhere from the woods to Wei Buming's shoulders.Looking at the two flying insects with extraordinary appearance, Shen Qinghuan, who didn't know how to speak, looked at the long sword in his hand, thought for a long time and said:

"I have lived in Mengju for a long time. Although I live in a quiet place, it is sparsely populated. I can only practice swords by myself all year round. Now that there is nothing left and right, Buming is willing to learn from me."

Hearing this, Wei Buming paused his fingers playing with the double discs, and looked up at the man in front of him.

The person in front of him is undoubtedly a strong man. Although the two met occasionally when they were still in the demonic way, most of the fights between the two of them ended hastily due to the environment.Not to mention drawing a sword and using a sword, it is rare to even seriously stimulate one's true energy.Shen Qinghuan has always been regarded as the sword master by the world, but she has never confronted him with swords.Wei Buming was suddenly a little curious, whether he, the devil's Soul Eater, was more vicious or Shen Qinghuan's saber was better?

"My Yuan Mansion has not yet recovered." Wei Buming bit the tip of his tongue, and pressed the Uniform that almost blurted out back to his throat.Although he has healed from the external injury, he still needs recuperation internally. He still needs to recharge his energy and find time to break through the barrier.

"Not fighting for cultivation, just learning swordsmanship."

If so, Wei Buming's heart trembled and said: "You use a soft sword and I will use a long knife. If you accept this, then I have no problem."

"it is good."

In order to practice swordsmanship, Shen Qinghuan deliberately opened up a dojo on the top of the mountain behind the small courtyard. Not only were there high-grade magic weapons of the immortal family, but even a lot of ordinary iron weapons were placed inside.Shen Qinghuan ignored the weapons placed outside the training ground, and pulled Wei Buming into the cubicle.

There, countless rare magical artifacts are placed on the four walls, shining the simple room with gold and jade.Surprisingly, most of these weapons are long knives, and there are only five soft swords that Shen Qinghuan is good at.

Shen Qinghuan turned his head to look at Wei Buming who was at the side and said softly: "It's just some gadgets, I don't know if it suits you."

Wei Buming looked at the magic weapons in this room and fell silent for a long time.Randomly picking any of these "little gadgets" and throwing them outside will cause countless monks to fight and snatch them. In the mouth of this sword master, they are just little gadgets.Even if they can't compare with the Soul Eater in his hand and the Longevity Sword in his hand, they are not so cheap, right?

It really deserves to be the No. 1 righteous way, no matter how pure-hearted and ascetic, the place that should be "trench" is still "trench".Thinking of his poor Cangmingjie who had nothing, Wei Buming couldn't help wiping away bitter tears in his heart.He resisted the urge to pack up all the weapons in the house, turned around and went back to the dojo to pick and choose among those irons.

Shen Qinghuan: "..."

However, in terms of swordsmanship alone, since no real energy is used, there is no difference between Fantie and Magical Artifacts.Besides, he, Wei Buming, is also a demon cultivator, if he accidentally activates the demon energy during the fierce battle, it will be really bad.

After about an incense stick, Wei Buming finally pulled out a cold iron long knife from the weapon pile.Unaware of the low air pressure on Shen Qinghuan's body, he lowered his head and carefully looked at the long knife in his hand.

The appearance of this knife is quite similar to his own Soul Eater Knife, but it is a bit lighter in the hand. Wei Buming swung the long knife to try to get used to its weight, but when he turned his head, he saw that Shen Qinghuan had already chosen it. Saber, standing in the center of the dojo and looking at himself.

Wei Buming frowned suddenly, without saying hello, he hooked his body and swung his long knife to attack Shen Qinghuan's abdomen.

"Ding!"

The moment before the long knife was about to cut through Shen Qinghuan's clothes, the tip of the sword swung in front of the long knife, sparks came out from the collision of the weapons.One blow failed, Wei Buming leaped back to widen the distance between the two.Of course, he didn't expect his blow to be effective, but he was surprised that the opponent was able to resist his full blow with just the tip of the soft sword, and it even made his fingers numb.

This man is strong!Although the attack failed, the smile on Wei Buming's face became brighter and brighter.The feeling of meeting his opponent made him feel very comfortable, and even the frustration of being plotted by others dissipated a lot.

He looked at Shen Qinghuan with excitement, the long knife in his hand was eager to try.It is not the eyes that appreciate the beauty, but the joy from the heart.For the first time in such a long time, Wei Buming had such a sincere smile on his face.

Shen Qinghuan looked at such a radiant Wei Buming, and a warm current surged in his heart.Sharp and sharp, this is the appearance of Wei Buming in Shen Qinghuan's heart.

Shen Qinghuan's soft sword is long and slender, except for the rather soft tip, the middle of the root of the sword is undoubtedly the same as a normal saber.But according to the user's technique, the tip can even change its softness and hardness, and the unpredictable changes in actual combat are hard to guard against.So one hit failed, Wei Buming quickly jumped out of the opponent's attack range.

However, such things as weapons are one inch long and one inch strong, and my long knife has an advantage in attack range.Wei Buming made up his mind, determined to go around Shen Qinghuan and try to attack from a distance.

But Shen Qinghuan didn't give him this chance, he changed the posture of holding the sword, and rushed to Wei Buming in an instant.Wei Buming didn't want the opponent's speed to be so fast, so he subconsciously put the long knife horizontally in front of him. When the opponent's long sword stabbed, the tip suddenly softened and directly wrapped around the long sword.Not giving the opponent a chance to breathe, Shen Qinghuan pulled his right hand, Wei Buming staggered two steps forward, the handle of the knife he was holding tightly in his hand almost broke free.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan let go of the soft sword in the next second.But Wei Buming's expression darkened, his heart was not good.Although he tried his best to keep the long knife in his hand, after this fight, the initiative has been transferred from his hands to the opponent's.He originally wanted to use quick attacks to limit the opponent's public power, but he didn't want his plan to fall through in just two rounds.

Afterwards, as expected by Wei Buming, under Shen Qinghuan's unpredictable sword skills, he could only be tired of resisting, guerrilla left and right, trying to find the opponent's flaws.But Shen Qinghuan was like a wall that was once impenetrable and could not see a single weakness.

The situation was grim, but Wei Buming's mood became more and more cheerful. If Shen Qinghuan was really easily defeated by him, then he would have to doubt the authenticity of No. 1 in the cultivation world.Besides, there is nothing in this world without flaws.Even if there is really no one, then he can create a loophole!

Shen Qinghuan's posture of holding the sword changed again, and the trajectory of the tip of the soft sword in his hand became more and more unpredictable, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, attacking the long knife in Wei Buming's hand.With Shen Qinghuan's strength, if he was entangled, the long knife in his hand would undoubtedly fall out of his hand, Wei Buming hurriedly took two steps back.

too slow.

Shen Qinghuan lowered her brows, and ran in front of the opponent in two or three strokes, the long sword pointed straight at the weapon in the opponent's hand and attacked.It's over, but when he raised his head, he saw that the smile on Wei Buming's face became brighter and brighter, with a trace of self-satisfaction in his brows and eyes.As soon as he let go, he secretly said badly in his heart.He looked down and saw many gaps of different depths left on the long knife due to the confrontation between the two, indicating the opponent's defeat.

But it was also with the help of these gaps that the width of the blade was slightly smaller than I expected without knowing it.It wasn't a shocking error, but in a battle of this level, it was deadly enough.

Wei Buming took advantage of these gaps, and relied on his superb control of the sword, to find a way out of Shen Qinghuan's heavy siege.The veins in his right hand popped up, and with a drink, all the strength in his body was sent from his right hand to the blade.In the cold iron Xuanguang, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Shen Qinghuan's throat.

It was too late to withdraw, Shen Qinghuan could only fight.At this moment, he let go of his right hand, took the handle of the knife with his left hand, and went straight to meet the long knife.

The soft sword against the long knife, the sword master against the demon master, for the final blow, both of them put all their strength into it.

"Crack."

This was the sound of black iron breaking, the long knife and soft sword were shattered into two halves and fell to the ground in the hands of the two of them at the same time.After all, it is a weapon of ordinary soldiers, even if the two of them have never used their true energy, it is already the limit to last until now.

"Little Xianjun is really good at the unpredictable swordsmanship." After a long time, Wei Buming looked at the long knife that was broken into two pieces, and said with regret in his heart.

To be honest, I can't guess the final result.However, there is nothing more frustrating in this world than to have to interrupt the discussion with such a strong person due to external reasons.

"Swordsmanship is easy to practice, but the battlefield is ever-changing. It can turn adversity into a breakthrough, and precisely control the angle of attack. Buming's control of the long knife is amazing." Shen Qinghuan shook his head.

Wei Buming, who had just finished a sparring session, could not help but blush on his cheeks, and even the corners of his eyes were a little pink, which made his skin paler and paler.Wei Buming panted slightly and licked the corners of his lips.

Shen Qinghuan stared blankly at the little red tip sliding over her full lips, swaying shyly in front of her eyes, teasing his heart, but suddenly tightening the darkness, luring others to go in and explore.

Shen Qinghuan took a deep breath, and silently recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart three times in her heart before suppressing the restlessness in her heart.

"No, no, you have spare strength in your attack. If you had held the sword in your left hand earlier, then I would never have survived until now." Wei Buming didn't notice Shen Qinghuan's psychological changes, and said honestly while pulling at his clothes.

He hadn't practiced for a long time, and this sudden attack made him sweat a lot, and it was sticky and uncomfortable.Wei Buming opened a small opening in his chest, finally relieving the heat a bit.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the fair skin of the person in front of him, turned his head with difficulty and said: "But you are also limited by your body, so you can't exert all your strength, can you?"

Sure enough, it is better to prepare a set of cumbersome clothes for Buming when going out in the future.Shen Qinghuan glanced at Yan Wei and said inwardly, this person is so informal, he cannot let other monks take advantage of him.