Hearing that he could finally have a meal, the other disciples rushed out, but only He Luhua, Li Hao and Zhuo Yihang walked the slowest.

When He Luhua waited for Li Hao to come to her, he suddenly whispered: "Junior Brother Xincheng, can I practice swords with you in the future?"

Is it so easy?

Li Hao nodded and said, "No problem with senior sister."

He Luhua ran away after hearing his agreement.

In the book hall, only Li Hao and Zhuo Yihang were left.

"Senior brother, are you angry with me?" Li Hao asked Zhuo Yihang.

Zhuo Yihang didn't say anything.

For some people, they can refuse honor and status, and they can give up on their own to prove their inner pursuit. But this is different from being taken away.

Li Ha looked at Zhuo Yihang and said, "Senior Brother, I'll look for you later and show you the sword technique I've practiced."

"Didn't you practice the Wudang sword technique?" Zhuo Yihang said in surprise.

"Let's talk about it tonight."

Li Hao did not answer his words and walked quickly towards the cafeteria.

night.

The bright moon rises, and the bright moonlight adds a touch of silver to Wudang. The houses all look particularly quiet under the moonlight. On the edge of the cliff, two thin figures are pulled long by the light.

"Give it." Li Hao broke a bun in his hand in half and handed it to Zhuo Yihaidao.

Before Zhuo Yihang could pick up the buns, Li Hao handed him a yellowed book and said, "Senior Brother, this is the sword technique I practice. With your talent, once you start learning, your sword technique will soon surpass me."

Zhuo Yihang, who had taken half of the bun, saw that the book he handed over said the Evil-Breaking Sword Book.

Zhuo Yihang frowned and said, "Since you have already entered Wudang, why do you have to learn sword techniques from other sects?"

"This is not from other sects. It was by chance that I found it in a cave at the foot of the mountain. It was a masterless thing. The master of the sword technique left the sword score behind, so he naturally did not want the sword technique he created in his life to be lost. Senior brother, you have more knowledge than me, have you ever heard of this evil-proof sword technique?" Li Hao said.

"The name of the sword technique is so strange. If I had heard it once, I would definitely remember it." Zhuo Yihang shook his head and said, "At least there is no such sword technique among the eight schools."

Li Hao bit the bun and said, "That's it. Senior brother, don't be angry with me when it comes to daylight. Your talent is higher than mine. This sword technique is more suitable for you to practice, so it is better to carry forward this sword technique."

"If you don't practice, you may never win me."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yihang hesitated for a moment, but still opened the sword score.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself... What does this mean?" Zhuo Yihang said strangely.

Hearing his question, Li Hao immediately untied his belt and took off his underwear. In Zhuo Yihang's stunned gaze, he said, "It's just cutting those two small balls."

"Why are yours so big... No, you have cut it?" Zhuo Yihang said in shock.

Li Hao naturally didn't cut it, so he hid it in.

He just heard him say ambiguously: "It doesn't hurt, you can recover after a few days of rest. Moreover, when someone kicked it under the crotch in the past, it would be unbearable for severe pain. Once it is cut, there will be no more flaws. The effect is not necessary for Shaolin's iron crotch skills to be slightly worse."

"Take it seriously?" Zhuo Yihang was eager to try.

"It's more true than pearls." Li Hao said: "But if you want to cut it, you need to do it yourself. The book says you can castrate yourself. I've prepared all the knife and herbs, give it to you."

After a while, Zhuo Yihang took off his pants, bit the strip of cloth handed to him by Li Hao, and raised his knife and fell...

Seeing that the blood was flowing, Li Hao hurriedly pointed Zhuo Yihang's acupoints and quickly applied herbs to him. The blood stopped immediately. At the same time, Li Hao also exercised to relieve the pain. After about half an hour, Zhuo Yihang's face looked much better.

"Senior Brother, you need to rest in the past few days. I will find a way to take a leave of absence for you by Uncle Baiyun." Li Hao looked at Zhuo Yihang and said, "When you recover and practice this sword technique, you will make a big splash soon."

Zhuo Yihang smiled knowingly.

The next day.

Li Hao, who changed the medicine for Zhuo Yihang, went to the book hall early.

When he arrived, there was no one in the book hall except Taoist Baiyun. This was the effect Li Hao wanted, otherwise he wouldn't have come so early.

As soon as he saw Taoist Master Baiyun, Li Hao said, "Uncle Master, senior brother, he copied articles a thousand times last night, and was infected with the cold. He can't learn calligraphy in the calligraphy hall these days."

"Is the wind and cold?" Taoist Baiyun didn't believe it first. Who is Zhuo Yihang? He could copy books overnight and get sick because of it? It's ridiculous.

Knowing that he didn't believe it, Li Hao whispered: "Uncle Master, my senior brother is indeed sick, sweating heavily, but he is trembling. If the master knew that the senior brother was punished so much and blamed him, he would probably take his anger again..."

Speaking of this, Li Hao suddenly stopped talking, as if he was consciously speaking and did not dare to say anything more.

Sure enough, Master Baiyun glared at him and said, "It's just wind and cold. I'll take a few doses of medicine later. You decoct it in water and take it for him to drink it. Let him not have to come to the Book Hall in the next few days. I will explain it to him by the leader."

"I know Uncle Master." Li Hao replied.

In the next few days, Li Hao's life gradually got on track. He accompanied He Luhua to practice swords every day and took the time to change the dressings for Zhuo Yihang, in an orderly manner.

Although He Luhua is ordinary now, Li Hao, who knows how beautiful she will be in the future, is more stable in his mentality. He only thinks that they are too young to those junior brothers who occasionally laugh at him and He Luhua for practicing swordsmanship.

There are times when they are envious and jealous.

Ten years later.

night.

The wind and clouds are changing, no stars or moon.

"You really want to be here?" A beautiful female voice said a little anxiously.

But her anxiety would be more like her if she grabbed her clothes tightly, rather than being tired of Li Hao's arms and refused to come out.

Li Hao leaned into her ear and said, "Wudang martial arts venue, cliffs, bamboo sea... We have left traces of us in every place, but this hall does not. Don't you want to try it?"

He Luhua: "..."

As time goes by, Li Hao not only has his sword skills become more and more freehand, but also has a beautiful and elegant spirit. Even if he doesn't mention these, the object of admiration among women in the world is nothing more than a famous hero, a hero of the same age or a talented scholar.

Therefore, He Luhua can't stop him. Li Hao told her that the sea was once difficult to make water, but it was not clouds. The spring waves under the sad bridge were once green, and the shadows were once shocked. Turning on the red pavilion, low on the beautiful house, shining without sleep. There should be no hatred, so why do things go far away? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing, and this matter is difficult to be complete in the past. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles...

They had already stolen the forbidden fruit three years ago.

Once this kind of thing begins, they are all young people who are energetic martial arts practitioners, and they have never stopped for a day. With Li Hao's experience, Kui Shui naturally cannot stop the pace of pursuing the road.
Chapter completed!