The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 5

The next day, Meng Yijue practiced sword moves for them in the yard.He couldn't control the sword with Qi now, so he first found a wooden sword and demonstrated the basic moves.

"I'll practice it first, you guys watch carefully."

Qingyang Qingxi nodded, and stood aside quietly waiting for Master to demonstrate.

Meng Yijue drew his sword sharply.Just as he made a hand gesture, he suddenly felt a chill on his legs.

When I lowered my head, I saw Shui Tuanzi wandering over at some point.It hugged Shizun's straight calf, pressed its soft face against it, and rubbed happily.

Meng Yijue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to bend down and grab it from his trouser leg, and coaxed him patiently: "Duanzi is good, the master wants the teachers, brothers and sisters, to learn swordsmanship, so go and play for a while."

Shui Tuanzi hummed reluctantly, but obediently stayed away.It opened its eyes wide like its senior brothers and sisters, and looked at Meng Yijue intently.

Meng Yijue took a deep breath and raised his sword again.

The original body is worthy of being a genius born with the sword.He didn't need to think about it deliberately, this body danced as if it had a memory.

In the small garden swept by the autumn wind, Meng Yijue's slender figure turned lightly, turning the sword's edge to spin, dance, chop, and stab, and a set of movements was like flowing clouds and flowing water, heartily.When he danced the sword, his long hair flowed gracefully.

The graceful figure, coupled with the charm of concentration and concentration when dancing the sword, constitutes a beautiful painting, which makes all onlookers stunned!

After performing the first seven poses of Xingliu, Meng Yijue stabilized his figure and wiped the sweat from his forehead casually.After practicing a set of sword skills, he panted slightly, and his pale face was also stained with a blush.

But when he looked to the side, he found that his three apprentices, two big and one small, all opened their mouths and looked at this side stupidly, and they were so fascinated.

Especially Shui Tuanzi, whose eyes are always squinted and squinted during the day, but now they are also wide open, without blinking.

Meng Yijue coughed lightly, "Don't stare at me like this. Do you remember the moves just now?"

Only then did the brothers and sisters come back to their senses, and quickly picked up the sword and began to learn.

But although Xingliu is the simplest of the three original swordsmanship, it is not easy for them.Meng Yijue led them to practice move by move, but when they reached the sixth move, the sword moves changed erratically, and it was obvious that the two of them were struggling to follow.

After more than a dozen times, a set of tricks is piecemeal, and it is still incomplete.

After practicing for two hours, Meng Yi felt so tired that his whole body was sore and weak, so he had to sit down and rest for a while.

Both siblings bowed their heads.Qingyang murmured: "Master, I'm sorry, this disciple is stupid, it seems that it takes a long time to practice to see the effect." Qingxi also bowed her head and remained silent.

Both kids were upset.But it's no wonder for them, Xingliu swordsmanship is much more difficult than the ordinary swordsmanship they practiced before, so it must be slower to learn.

Meng Yijue was about to say something encouraging, but heard rustling voices behind her.The siblings suddenly looked behind him in unison.

"Master, look quickly, master, junior brother...!"

Meng Yijue turned his head and was startled immediately - Shui Tuanzi picked up a twig from the ground and compared it neatly with his hands.

"What are you going to do..."

Before he finished speaking, Shui Tuanzi snorted, and his little claws gripped the branch tightly.It didn't have hind legs, but its round body changed into a shape close to that of a human, and its two short legs stood firmly on the ground.

Then, it struggled to turn its round body, and danced like Meng Yijue's sword dance!

Although the movement of the ball-shaped body is inconvenient, Shui Tuanzi still practiced seriously, one move at a time, and the movements were meticulous and smooth!

Qing Xi was dumbfounded, "Master, this, this is not..."

Shui Tuanzi's movements are very standard, and Meng Yijue can tell at a glance that what it has practiced with a branch as a "sword" is exactly the first seven moves of Xingliu swordsmanship!

Although his body is round and his hands are short, Shui Tuanzi has played seven moves in a row, but they are not bad at all. Even Meng Yijue's footwork is exactly the same.

Now, not only the brothers and sisters of the Gu family, but even Meng Yijue was surprised when they saw it.He immediately remembered that in the original book, Shui Tuanzi's martial arts talent was extremely high, his learning ability was very strong, and he could never forget any sword moves.

"Junior brother is so powerful!" Qing Xi exclaimed, with envy in her eyes, "He is still a cub, yet he can perform the complete first seven moves of Star Stream..."

While speaking, Shui Tuanzi spun around twice neatly on the spot, using the last move of the seventh style of Xingliu.Then, it erected the twig upright, and put away the "sword" in an extremely standard movement for a dumpling.

"Good! Good practice!" Qingyang Qingxi sincerely admired and applauded.

Hearing the applause from the senior brothers and sisters, Shui Tuanzi waved the branch triumphantly, then hurriedly slipped in front of Meng Yijue, wagging his little tail.

"Look at you..." Meng Yijue said, still hugging the water dumpling and poking its soft face, "The master will go to the back mountain to catch a fish later, and I will make a bowl for you tonight Fresh fish soup!"

"Gulu Gulu!" Hearing Master said to make its favorite fresh fish soup, Shui Tuanzi bubbled excitedly.

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night.The brothers and sisters of the Gu family were still practicing swords diligently in the yard. Meng Yijue lit a lamp and sat in the house with the water balls in his arms.

"Gudong Gudong..."

Shui Tuanzi lay on the small table, happily drinking the fish soup stewed by Meng Yijue himself.

After drinking the soup, it smacked and let Meng Yijue slowly wipe the soup stains around its mouth with a handkerchief.The plump face pressed against Meng Yijue's wrist again, making an intimate humming sound.

Afterwards, Meng Yijue meditated on the couch and recited the Heart Sutra, while Shui Tuanzi opened the "Xingliu Sword Manual", lying on the table and read it seriously.While watching, he also used his small claws to grab the pen holder, gesticulating and learning moves like a "sword".

Meng Yijue heard the noise, and saw Shui Tuanzi humming and haha ​​practicing according to the sword manual from the side, feeling incredible in his heart.He brought over the sword manual and asked it: "Can you know the sword formula?"

The sword manual is composed of written sword formulas and diagrams.Shui Tuanzi had never learned to read, so he blinked in confusion.

Meng Yijue was slightly surprised.This group's talent is beyond his imagination, just looking at the sword moves in the picture can imitate almost nine to nine times.He took the sword manual, pointed to the sword formula, and read it to it word by word, hoping that it would learn more carefully.

Meng Yijue's voice was cold, and it was crisp and pleasant to read.Shui Tuanzi lay obediently in his arms, staring intently at the pages in front of him.

But he soon discovered that Shui Tuanzi became absent-minded after listening for a while, and his eyes wandered elsewhere, staring at his white wrist in a daze.

Meng Yijue patted its big round head, "Good boy, read the book."

When she was found deserting, Shui Tuanzi had no choice but to turn to her book obediently.But after a while, its eyelids drooped and slowly closed.

"Oh, that's all."

Seeing that it was probably tired, Meng Yijue put down the book, stuffed the dumpling under the bed, and got up to take a bath by himself.

But when he came back, he found that Shui Tuanzi dragged out the sword manual again, turned to the page with pictures, and began to draw with a pen as a sword.

Meng Yijue smiled helplessly.It turned out that it wasn't sleepy, but that it just wanted to look at pictures and practice moves, and didn't want to learn to read.

Seeing Master coming back, Tuanzi rolled his eyes guiltily.

"Forget it, it's up to you." Meng Yijue didn't force it to read again.Thinking about it, this little guy is still a cub now, and he is really talented and smart. Looking at pictures may be more effective than memorizing books.

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In the next few days, Shui Tuanzi really lived up to Meng Yijue's expectations, memorized all the sword moves in the Xingliu sword manual, and took the initiative to take the task of leading his senior brothers and sisters to practice new sword moves.

When the senior brothers and sisters practiced swords, the group would watch seriously from the sidelines, and whenever their movements were not in place, it would immediately point it out and set an example for them.

Diligence can make up for one's weakness.After more than ten days passed, the brothers and sisters of the Gu family, under the leadership of Tuanzi, had already mastered the first twelve moves of "Xingliu Sword Manual".

On the morning of the Yunjindian sword competition meeting, Meng Yijue, who hadn't been out for a long time, got up early and dressed in the mirror.

He tied his long black hair into a bun behind his head, and after washing his face with clean water, he took out a box of makeup powder from the drawer.

As a man, Meng Yijue seldom puts on makeup.But thinking that the apprentices are going to be in the ring today, as a master, he naturally has to look radiant and cheer them on with his best appearance.

He used a light-colored makeup powder to decorate his cheeks a little, making himself look much better.Then, he picked out a set of formal red Taoist robes from the cabinet.

The cultivators of Haoyue Sect are divided into ranks, and the disciples are monks, masters, masters, three masters, and masters.

Meng Yijue is now powerless and just an ordinary monk.He neatly put on the monk's red robe and tied it with a belt.

"Humph..."

Feeling the people around him get up and leave, Shui Tuanzi turned over in the bed and lazily stretched out his little arms.

At first, he was dozing off in a daze, when he saw a beautiful figure standing in front of the couch, Tuanzi suddenly woke up, and opened his big round eyes to look at the dressed man in front of the bronze mirror——

The man had broad shoulders and a thin waist, and was wearing a bright red Taoist robe, which made him tall and slender.

Hearing the noise in the bed, he turned his head and smiled at it: "Are you awake?"

Looking back for a moment, looking forward to Shenghui, Shui Tuanzi almost forgot to breathe for a moment.

"Gu, Gulu..."

Shui Tuanzi stared blankly at Meng Yijue.When it came to its senses, it was already hugged warmly by the master.

Smelling the faint herbal aroma unique to him, Tuanzi squinted his eyes comfortably.A strand of hair hanging from the master's temples tickled it a bit.

After a quick breakfast, Qingyang and Qingxi are also ready to go.The two children were a little nervous, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat crawled on their foreheads.

Meng Yijue saw some of himself before the exam from them, and comforted him: "You are all familiar with your sword moves, and your foundation is also well established. Don't think too much now, just dismantle the moves as you see them. Master You and your younger brother will cheer you up."

Seeing Shui Tuanzi happily waving small branches in Master's arms, the siblings laughed together, "Got it!"

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The Yunjin Hall is solemn and solemn.

There is still a quarter of an hour before the start of the sword competition.More than 60 sword repair disciples from the inner sect entered the arena one after another, surrounded by their masters, some were chatting and laughing, some were practicing swords with the last effort, the hall was very lively.

Meng Yijue's low-key appearance still immediately attracted the attention of others.

"Hey, everyone, look, who is that man!"

"Isn't this the snake-hearted Meng Yijue? He's here too?"

"It's really him! He betrayed his friends, harmed his fellow practitioners, and yet he still has the face to appear in front of everyone. He really has no shame!"

Hearing others' unabashed criticism, the Gu family brothers and sisters clenched their fists and trembled with anger: "Those people are too much, why do you say that about Master!"

"It doesn't matter." Meng Yijue said lightly, "You just concentrate on fighting swords. Only strength can make them shut up, right?"

The water dumpling in his arms also swelled up with anger, his round body trembling constantly.

Meng Yijue poked its face with a smile, "Hey, don't pay attention to them. Watch it carefully during the sword competition, learn more things, and learn the essence of their swordsmanship."

Shuituanzi has a strong learning ability and can never forget.He brought the dumpling here in the hope that it would browse through hundreds of unique schools of thought and absorb more knowledge.

Shui Tuanzi obediently stopped being angry.

But after the master looked away, it narrowed its eyes, and its sharp gaze gradually swept across the people in the hall, engraving the faces of those who criticized the master one by one in its mind.