When Zhang Shan heard this, he waved his hand and said: "You are clear-minded and kind-hearted, and you know that there is someone in my Flying Sword Sect who wants to practice this sword scripture and support the sect, you can take the initiative to bear it, I appreciate it in my heart, but I didn't call you here today to ask you to practice, who will practice this sword scripture in the end, it depends on the will of heaven!"

Chu Jian was silent, it was obvious that if the Flying Sword Sect wanted to gain a foothold in the martial arts, it would be inseparable from this sword scripture. Chu Jian took the initiative to request, but it was not impulsive, but after some thought.

He has no meridians, congenital defects, and has the worst potential than other disciples. And he is alone, without any worries, unlike other disciples who have family relatives in this world, and he thinks it is the master's order, then he obeys it!

Hearing that the master said that it depends on the will of heaven, Chu Jian understood that it was probably a matter of drawing lots to fight luck, he thought about it again and again, and several figures of his fellow disciples flashed in his mind, so he told the thoughts in his heart.

After hearing this, Zhang Shan sighed: "I know what you think, it's rare for you to think like this, but the rules of the master can't be messed up, needless to say, you go down first, and wait for your two senior brothers to decide after they return to the mountain!"

Chu Jian nodded silently, and when he returned to his residence, he began to cultivate the Sword Intent Sutra.

The dantian is heavy, and the head is empty.

This practice is several years.

Of course, it's not only about martial arts, but also about the beauties that make him care about the beauties he loves.

That day, Chu Jian walked out of his yard, holding a piece of paper in his hand, which was densely filled with small characters, and while walking around, he silently said in his heart: Grandchildren, I plagiarized your old man's work, in fact, I don't want to, but the opponent's aura is too strong, and it is really not good not to come up with something shocking, hehe smiled, looking forward to the reaction of the beautiful woman later.

The courtyard where Chu Jian is located is a single courtyard, this is the treatment given by the Flying Sword Gate to the disciples of the family, the courtyard is on the northwest edge of the Flying Sword Gate, the place he wants to go to is in the southwest, and to go to that courtyard, he needs to go through most of the sects.

Feijian Gate occupies a large area, Chu Jian walked over, all the way to the antique houses, flowers are in full bloom, big trees are luxuriant, rockery ponds can be seen everywhere, the environment is beautiful, the air is fresh, through the main gate of the sect compound, look to the east, only to see the mist is hazy, shrouded in the mountains and dangerous peaks, the sun rises red and bright after the fog, like a fairyland on earth.

In the courtyard of the main gate, there are already early risers, some wielding long swords and practicing seriously, some breathing and practicing qi to the east, and some repeatedly pondering a move, and the craftsmen who cut flowers and trim trees on the side look at these disciples from time to time, with a look of envy in their eyes, which can be regarded as a scenery of the Flying Sword Gate. Those who were slightly distracted and practiced martial arts all saw Chu Jian and saluted in unison.

"Third Senior Brother!"

Chu Jian also smiled and returned the salute, rejoicing in his heart that the living atmosphere here was harmonious, there was no intrigue between the brothers and sisters, and the martial arts life in the division was stable and comfortable, Chu Jian was grateful for the arrival of all this, although this kind of day has passed for ten years, but he is still grateful, ten years ago in another world, he was still a child, he was lonely, helpless, and very miserable.

Ten years ago, he suddenly crossed into this world and became Chu Jian, a disciple of a martial arts sect called Flying Sword Gate. It was the Flying Sword Gate that gave him a home, so he was grateful to the Flying Sword Gate and to the Flying Sword Gate for everything.

In the blink of an eye, I came to a courtyard, and two words were hung on the gate of the courtyard: Women's Hospital!

Looking at the two words of Juanxiu, Chujian's smile is from the inside out, naturally emanating, these two words are written by the senior sister, the words are like their people, Juanxiu is beautiful, just like the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River.

Chu Jian tidied up his clothes and was about to knock on the door, but the door had already opened, and out of it came a cardamom girl, the girl was young and lively, and when she saw Chu Jian, her mouth was small, and she smiled whimsily.

"Brother Fang, are you looking for my young lady again?"

The young lady in this girl's mouth is Chu Jian's senior sister, named Lin Dai'er, and she is also the person Chu Jian is looking for this time, this girl is called Xiao Ye, she is the maid of the senior sister, and they all call her Xiao Yezi.

Chu Jian knew why she was laughing, so she didn't care, and said with a smile: "Little girl, let's get out of the way, I have something to do with my senior sister, and I'm delaying my business, be careful of your ass!"

Xiao Yezi heard him mention his buttocks, naturally indecent, but she was not annoyed, she knew that this big brother Fang had always spoken boldly, even to her fairy-like young lady, but there was no malice, so she just blushed and said fiercely: "Do you have something important......

It's just that before the words were finished, a sweet voice had already come from the courtyard, it was Senior Sister. "Xiao Yezi, is there a third junior brother here? Why don't you let the guests in. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yezi glared at Chu Jian and turned his head away.

Chu Jian pushed the door in and saw the senior sister, his face was calm, but he was already amazed in his heart.

Now it is the height of summer, the yard is full of flowers and plants that the senior sister likes, the yard is full of birds and flowers, when Chu Jian came in, the senior sister is enjoying a delicate flower, it is really a reflection of the two, and the flower beauty is more beautiful.

The senior sister is slender, clean and tidy in white, showing beauty and innocence. Seeing that the senior sister couldn't help leaning over to smell the flowers, thinking that the senior sister has always been beautiful and indifferent, it is rare to have such a daughterly appearance, Chu Jian smiled and said: "People Daiyu love flowers and cherish flowers and bury flowers, is this going to plant flowers, raise flowers and eat flowers?"

When Lin Dai'er heard this, she turned her head, only to see this woman's cherry mouth, crescent moon and willow eyebrows, and her pretty melon seed face with a graceful and calm smile, and she didn't care about Chu Jian's ridicule, but said: "I got up this morning, finished my morning class, and saw these flowers that I had long been tired of, but I suddenly remembered the story of Daiyu's burial flowers told by my junior brother a few days ago, and then looked at this flower, I felt more and more cute and pitiful." And every time I think of that Daiyu, she is really a poor person. As she spoke, her face showed a little melancholy, but her face was too soft and beautiful, and even the melancholy looked cute and soft.

A few days ago, Chu Jian accidentally remembered Lin Daiyu in the Dream of Red Mansions, whose name was only one word different from that of his sister, so he told some stories. Originally, it was just an unintentional remark, but who knew that the senior sister liked it quite much, and Chu Jian realized the lack of story novels in this world, especially the story novels that are suitable for a graceful woman like the senior sister.

Chu Jian knew that Senior Sister had seen some shadows of herself from Daiyu, so he explained: "Senior Sister has an elegant temperament, and she has always seen it lightly, why is it so sad because of a story?"

Lin Dai'er frowned and smiled faintly, in fact, she just said casually, with her light temperament, how could her heart fluctuate so easily, as a senior sister, she naturally had the majesty of a senior sister, so she asked: "Senior brother came here so early, I don't know if he has done morning class?"

As a martial arts sect, although the Flying Sword Gate is not as lofty as Shao Dang, it is also famous in the rivers and lakes, and it also has requirements for its disciples.

Chu Jian was a little embarrassed when he heard this, he really didn't practice the morning class today, but his expression was good at covering up. "Naturally, I did. ”

Lin Dai'er already smiled and said, "Senior brother doesn't have to hide it from me, I think I haven't done it yet." Speaking of this, I sighed in my heart. "Isn't there any progress in the internal strength of the junior brother?"

As a traverser, Chu Jian naturally has the advantage of being a traverser, that is, his understanding of martial arts is fast and thorough, drawing inferences from one another, and he is quite spiritual, but the practice of internal strength does not only rely on understanding, but also on the congenital conditions of the human body's meridians.

Thinking of his troubles, Chu Jian was also depressed, the martial arts of this world pay attention to both internal and external cultivation, and often the cultivation of internal force is more important, others cultivate internal strength, just need to work step by step to get better, but he can't.

He was born with blocked meridians, and he needed to work harder than others to achieve internal strength, that is, to open up the meridians while practicing, and only when the meridians were unobstructed could he complete the Zhou Tian practice, and the internal force was rising.

Depressed to depressed, he never slackened off for martial arts internal strength, it is not easy to be reborn once, and it is even more difficult to encounter a martial arts world after being reborn, so he has never given up. In the past ten years, with great perseverance, careful thinking, and little by little efforts with water grinding work, he finally opened up the meridians around his body two years ago, and the so-called Kankan opened up a small path in each meridian.

Such a small path with a large needle's eye is naturally not enough for the circulation of internal force, so in addition to the disadvantage of slow progress in practice, there is also a fatal shortcoming: when facing the enemy, the output of internal force is not large, and it is natural that powerful moves cannot be used.

Chu Jian came one by one, and Lin Dai'er had pity in her eyes. "The junior brother is abnormally intelligent, but he is only a congenital limitation, and he is jealous of his talents. ”

Chu Jian already smiled and said: "What is the congenital limitation, my life is up to me, God gave me a blockage, isn't it still me to get through some, since the junior brother can get through some, naturally he can get through all of them, people say that the accumulation is thick, the junior brother will, so the senior sister don't hurt the spirit." ”

Lin Dai'er saw that he had no decadent color, and appreciated it in her heart, and then her beautiful face showed a trace of liveliness. "Yes, although the senior sister is the senior sister, she has not yet understood the junior brother, so the junior brother should not say anything in the future...... The words of the goddess to tease the senior sister. Speaking of the goddess, Lin Dai'er showed a trace of blush on her face, thinking in her heart that this junior brother had always been bold in front of her, and she did not shy away from any words of praise, but she was helpless against him and couldn't get angry.

Chu Jian smiled: "Senior sister still remembers this word, but does senior sister know what is the real goddess?"

Lin Dai'er was puzzled: "Isn't it the legendary female fairy?"

Chu Jian shook his head and said seriously: "That's the goddess fairy in the story, naturally it can't be true." ”