Chapter 150 Pick up the Master and Swing Him
After Lin Chan wrote the word "sword" on Mao Nanbei's hand, the "stupid" Mao Nanbei thought for a long time before he figured out what she wrote.
After all, Lin Chan wrote on his palm, which meant that the words looked upside down to other people. Lu Xun was used to communicating with Lin Chan in this way, so he reacted very quickly.
"Sword? What does that mean?" Mao Nanbei didn't understand.
Lin Chan actually didn’t quite understand it either.
She just had a very subtle feeling, as if a sword had been unsheathed in Lu Xun's house!
Her room was only separated from Lu Xun's by a wall. After sensing this, she stood guard at Lu Xun's door. She had a hunch that it would be better for her master not to be disturbed at this time.
Seeing that Lin Chan couldn't explain anything, Mao Nanbei said, "Well, then we won't go in. We said we were going to pick winter jujubes together today, humph!"
The cat Nanbei, carrying a small basket, skipped away.
Lin Chan still stood obediently outside the door.
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It got dark and then it got light again.
Lu Xun lay on the bed and opened his eyes dazedly.
He was surprised to find that his sword intent, which was like thick fog, had been circling around his fingertips.
“Have I been maintaining the sword-drawing state since I fell unconscious?” Lu Xun rubbed his brow, a little confused.
He simply waved his sleeves, and the sword energy and sword intent in his hand dissipated completely.
After opening his character panel, he saw that [Sword Training] had become level 5.
“This upgrade was really painful.” Lu Xun was speechless.
I feel like I've been abused.
But the gains were still huge.
He observed the small sword in his sword heart. It seemed that there was no change, but Lu Xun could feel that it was getting stronger!
But... he still looks a bit stupid and lacks intelligence.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Dad is relieved that you haven’t gotten it yet.” Lu Xun said to his son, the sword in his body.
Then, he observed the power of his current sword-cultivation technique.
At level 1 of swordsmanship, the critical strike effect is 200%. Before level 5, the critical strike effect increases by 100% with each level up. However, when it breaks through to level 5, the critical strike effect actually jumps directly to 800%!
Lu Xun thought about it, if he had upgraded his sword-cultivation skills to level 5 before asking for the sword... he could easily give Ye Sui'an a chill and a thrill!
Lu Xun was in a good mood after gaining a lot. Although he was still a little tired mentally, the feeling of continuously getting stronger was really great.
Pushing open the door, Lu Xun saw Lin Chan standing outside.
"What's wrong? Why are you standing at the door?" Lu Xun asked.
Lin Chan shook his head and didn't tell his master that he had actually been guarding the door for a long time.
She just grabbed Lu Xun's palm and wrote on his palm: "Master, do you want to eat something?"
She thought the master must be hungry.
Lu Xun nodded and said, "I am a little hungry. Come with me to the kitchen and help me."
Lin Chan followed Lu Xun obediently, but an idea popped up in her mind that surprised her greatly.
"I feel like my current master is like a sword!"
She even had the urge to hold her master in her hands and dance the sword in the air a few times.
As soon as this thought came to his mind , Lin Chan immediately cursed himself as an "evil disciple"!
"Lin Chan, how could you have such an outrageous idea!"
After scolding herself, she couldn't help but imagine the scene of herself holding the master in her hands and then dancing his body like a sword. She couldn't help laughing.
She was trying to hold back her laughter, cursing her own evil disciple in her heart, but she couldn't help but continue imagining the scene. Her little shoulders shrugged from time to time, and it was very difficult to hold back her laughter.
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Lu Xun ordered three bowls of noodles. Why did he order three bowls of noodles for only two people? Because Mao Nanbei would soon run to the kitchen following the smell.
Sure enough, not long after, Mao Nanbei rushed in from the window. The kitten didn't like to go through the front door and liked to run around.
"Cook noodles, little junior brother, slurp!" Mao Nanbei stood in front of the stove. Because she was too short, she jumped up to take a look.
"Fourth Senior Sister, stop looking. I cooked three bowls. It's your share."
Upon hearing this, Mao Nanbei's cat ears moved comfortably. Seeing that Lu Xun was still making the stew, he waited on the side and started sucking his fingers again.
After putting three bowls of noodles on the table, the three of them started eating.
While eating noodles, Mao Nanbei asked, "Junior brother, slurp, how come you slept for so long this time? slurp!"
Lu Xun smiled and said in a nonchalant tone: "Nothing, just a little enlightenment, a breakthrough in sword training."
"Is that so?" Mao Nanbei did not ask any more questions, but instead asked, "Are we going to pick winter jujubes later?"
What she was thinking about most was forming a team to climb trees and pick dates.
"I'll go." Lu Xun didn't intend to spoil Mao Nanbei's mood. Moreover, he felt refreshed after eating the dates from the back mountain. He felt mentally exhausted at the moment, and the dates would help him recover.
While eating noodles, Lu Xun even asked, "Fourth Senior Sister, what level have you reached in your sword training technique?"
"Me? I'm at the seventh level. Isn't that awesome?" Mao Nanbei moved his cat ears proudly, looking a little proud.
She shook the golden bells on her hands. As long as she wanted, the two bells could turn into two knives at any time, and then she said: "I will chop off your head with one knife!"
Lu Xun nodded and praised, "Great, great."
Seeing that Mao Nanbei had finished the beef in her bowl, he smiled and put a few pieces of his own beef into her bowl.
Then, he looked at Lin Chan's small bowl. There was clearly still meat in it, but he still picked up a few pieces for Lin Chan.
Rain and dew fall equally.
"Fourth Senior Sister, what level has Second Senior Sister's sword-cultivation technique reached?" Lu Xun asked again.
"The ninth level." Mao Nanbei said as she ate the beef that Lu Xun gave her, "Don't you know that the reason why Second Senior Sister has been meditating in the bamboo forest is to strive for the tenth level of the sword cultivation technique?"
Lu Xun: “…”
No one told me!
If you think about it this way , then the wooden hairpin in Second Senior Sister’s hair must be very powerful! ?
Mao Nanbei finished eating, slumped in the chair, rubbed his round belly with a satisfied look on his face , and said:
"Junior brother, what level have you reached now? Are you at the third level?"
Lu Xun put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "I just broke through to the fifth level."
When Mao Nanbei heard this, he first opened his eyes slightly and stared at Lu Xun for a few seconds, with a look of disbelief on his face. Then, his pair of black cat ears slowly drooped down...
——The kitten is autistic.
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