Chapter 441 Cicadas
After listening to the gentleman's words, everyone fell silent for a moment.
"Eh!!?" Maonanbei blinked his big eyes, looking shocked.
She didn't expect that the person who was occupying the toilet without doing anything was actually her teacher!
Although Mao Nanbei is a little outgoing on weekdays, she will never make mistakes in terms of respecting teachers. She immediately covered her mouth with both hands and said, "I shut up."
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The gentleman looked at the shocked crowd, coughed lightly, and nodded with satisfaction.
He pretended that he was not choked by the tea, raised one finger, picked up the teacup again, took a sip, and said:
"I have learned a lot, and I have some experience in the art of swordsmanship. You don't need to be surprised."
Lu Xun thought to himself, “Here it comes, the most common false modesty!”
At the same time, Lu Xun discovered another thing that was wrong.
His sword luck can add buffs to nearby sword cultivators. Sir admits that he has sword luck, so why didn't Mao Nanbei, a sword cultivator, sense it?
Is it because sword luck cannot add buffs to sword repair?
After Lu Xun pondered for a moment, he asked, "Sir, after my disciple's [Sword Luck] is added, it seems that it will have an impact on the nearby sword cultivators. I wonder if this [Sword Luck]..."
The master waved his hand and said, "Your situation is normal. My situation is a little special, so let's not talk about it."
Seeing that the gentleman was unwilling to elaborate, Lu Xun did not bring it up any further.
It's normal for old people to have some unspeakable secrets or big secrets after living for who knows how many years.
At this time, Lu Xun was actually looking forward to the day when he would see his master use a knife.
"I wonder what kind of scene it will be like then?" he thought to himself.
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The tea party in the back mountain ended after half an hour.
My husband has his own biological clock. If he has nothing to do, he will go back to his room to rest at a certain time, just like taking a beauty sleep.
As soon as the master left, a sword light flashed in the bamboo forest. It was [Sword Qi Approaching] and the scabbard returning.
Although Lu Xun said that everyone didn't have to go all the way back to the sect, he had already returned to the back mountain for a whole day, so it was naturally not a good idea for [Sword Qi is Near] and the scabbard to stay outside the sect for too long.
It can be seen that after some time alone together, the relationship between the sword and the scabbard quickly heated up, and they even staged a reluctant farewell scene in the bamboo forest.
Ugh, this dog food tastes terrible.
Finally, the scabbard returned to Lu Xun's hand, and [Sword Qi Approached] "looked back every three steps" and slowly floated back to the top of Cangshan Mountain.
"Then let's go back to the house?" Lu Xun looked at the girls and said.
Wow, it feels pretty powerful to say this to four women.
But to be honest, Lu Xun had stayed at the foot of the mountain for so long that he had hardly had a good night's sleep during this period.
Although at his level it doesn't really matter whether he sleeps or not, to be honest, a good night's sleep is a great enjoyment and can bring him pleasure.
With the master in the back mountain, this is the safest place in the world. Lu Xun can rest without any guard and relax his tense nerves during this period.
The man and four women did not choose to fly, but walked slowly towards the small study on the top of the mountain.
The magical fireflies in the back mountain were flying around, acting as street lights.
Mao Nanbei would jump up to scare the fireflies, then hang on Lu Xun, never stopping.
After arriving at the small study, everyone went back to their rooms.
Lu Xun had just taken off his black outer robe and was only wearing an inner shirt when he heard a slight knock on the door.
He could sense that the person standing outside the door was Xiao Chaner.
Due to his own peculiarities, and the changes brought about by the [Sword Cultivation Technique], he and Lin Chan, who was born with a sword embryo, have a faint connection in the dark.
Therefore, the master and the disciple have extremely keen perceptions of each other.
Lu Xun stood up, opened the door, and saw Lin Chan with his head lowered and his eyes fixed on his toes.
She was not as talented as Ji Li in some aspects. When Ji Li lowered her head, she couldn't see her toes.
Lu Xun spread out his palm, handed it to Lin Chan, and asked with a smile: "Little Chan, what do you want to see me for?"
The little mute stretched out his index finger and began to write on Lu Xun's palm.
This is a unique communication mode between the master and the apprentice, which has continued from the first day of apprenticeship to the present.
"Master, do you need me to assist you in your practice?" Lin Chan wrote on Lu Xun's palm.
My fingertips slid across my palm, feeling cold and itchy.
This shy and innocent girl writes on her palm gently and softly without using much effort.
Lu Xun looked down at Lin Chan, thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I just happened to have broken through several realms recently, so there should be a lot of residual strength in my body. I need you to mobilize it with the [Sword Cultivation Technique]."
In fact, he was not in a hurry to improve his physique for the time being, because unless he broke through directly, the improvement from [10% of the upper-grade spirit sword] to [20%] would not be that obvious.
But he knew very well that Lin Chan always felt that there was not much she could do for her master, so she was extremely concerned about assisting in cultivation.
After Lu Xun sat cross-legged on the bed, he patted the bed gently and said, "Come here and sit down."
"Oh." Xiao Chan'er responded in her heart, then she lowered her head and walked quickly over and sat in front of Lu Xun.
There weren't many candles in the room, making the overall environment slightly darker. This also resulted in a hazy feeling even though the two of them were sitting very close.
Lin Chan originally had a very strong feeling of a girl next door, and now she lowered her head instinctively, giving people the feeling that she was more like a flower in bud about to bloom.
Lu Xun raised his two hands and said gently, "Let's start."
Lin Chan nodded vigorously, then raised her little hands and pressed them tightly against Lu Xun's palms.
Lu Xun didn't feel anything, but Lin Chan was stunned for a few seconds.
"Again... this strange feeling again." she said in her heart.
Her sensitive little ears turned red in an instant. Lu Xun didn't notice it because he had his eyes closed.
"Calm down, calm down, calm down..." Lin Chan repeated this to himself several times before he calmed down and performed the [Sword Cultivation Technique] to draw the power from Lu Xun's body.
These scattered powers were slowly absorbed by Lu Xun's body as the [Sword Cultivation Technique] was running.
Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour later, all the power was completely absorbed by the body.
Lu Xun opened his character panel and checked, and found that his physical strength had risen to [Top-grade Spirit Sword 41.7%].
"Not bad, not bad." He was very satisfied.
After opening his eyes, the four palms slowly lowered. Lu Xun looked at Lin Chan and wondered, "Little Chan, why are your ears so red?"
He didn't know that his little ears had been red for more than half an hour.
Lin Chan met Lu Xun's gaze, like a frightened little rabbit, and did not dare to sit on the bed for a moment longer. She quickly stood up and stood aside with her head down.
If it were in the past, she would be sure that her purpose of assisting her master in his cultivation was very simple. She just wanted to do something for her master, nothing more.
But now, she knew very well that it was much more than that.
She now has some "little selfish thoughts".
Although she was reluctant to admit it, she did have some "treasonous" thoughts now.
——She wants to get in touch with the Master.
She enjoyed this auxiliary cultivation process.
In this silent night, the little mute, with his head lowered and his ears red, heard his own heartbeat like thunder.
“Plop!”
“Plop!!”
“Plop!!!”
The sounds are so loud and dense, like the chirping of cicadas in midsummer.
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