In the Wanfu City, Jingzhou City, due to the recent birthday banquet of Wanzhenshan in Wuyunshou, this place is very lively, with all kinds of people gathering in Wanfu. At night, many people fell asleep, but in the living yard, Wanzhenshan's son and his seven apprentices pulled out a country boy.

This is Di Yun who made a splash in the sun!

Di Yun didn't understand what Wan Gui told him to do, so he said strangely: "What are you telling me to do?"

Wan Gui smiled and said, "We need to learn Senior Brother Di's sword moves."

Di Yun was even more puzzled and shook his head and said, "What the master has instructed is not to compete with the senior brothers under Master Wan's sect."

Wan Gui sneered: "It turns out that Uncle Qi is self-aware."

Di Yun said angrily, "What's the point of knowing yourself?" Suddenly, Wan Gui stabbed him three times, and the sword blades flashed across his cheeks, which were only about an inch apart. Di Yun felt a chill on his cheeks, and was shocked, and quickly retreated, his left foot tripped on the stone steps, staggering, and was very embarrassed. The eight disciples of Wanmen laughed loudly.

Di Yun was furious and turned around and drew out his sword and pointed it at the eight disciples. However, although he was angry, he remembered that his master repeatedly reminded him not to be incompatible with his master's disciples, so he said again: "What do you want?"

Wan Gui's long sword hit him in the air, buzzing, saying, "Senior Brother Di, you are showing off today, just saying that everyone in the Wanjiamen in Jingzhou has died, right? Or is it that none of my Wanjiamen in Wanjiamen can match your Brother Di's skills?"

Di Yun shook his head and said, "That man dirty my master's clothes, so I naturally want him to compensate him. What does it have to do with you?"

Wan Gui said coldly: "You became famous before the guests, and showed off your face, but you taught me that all the eight brothers and sisters were in a mess. Not to mention going to the world, even in Jingzhou City, we brothers and sisters have no place to stand. Aren't you doing today too much?"

Di Yun said in surprise: "I...I don't know."

Lu Kun, a disciple of Wanmen, said: "Third junior brother, this kid is pretending to be garlic. What do you say to him? Stretch and measure him."

Wan Gui's long sword was handed out and pointed at Di Yun's left shoulder. Di Yun realized that the sword was a false move, and he did not move, nor did he extend his sword to block the attack. Wan Gui's slanted sword was retracted, but he saw through the sword move. He was even more annoyed and said, "Okay, you don't want to fight me!"

Di Yun said: "What the master has ordered must not compete with his uncle's disciples."

Suddenly, Wan Gui's long sword pierced out, piercing a long slit on his right sleeve.

Di Yun loved this new dress very much and pierced it for no reason. He could no longer bear it and shouted, "You pierce my clothes and you want to compensate you."

Wan Gui smiled coldly, and stabbed his sword at his left sleeve. Di Yun turned back his sword and slashed it with a whistle. With a sound of his hand, he opened the sword and fought back. The two of them fought faster and faster. The sword techniques they learned were in line with each other. After fighting for more than ten moves, Di Yun made a comeback and stabbed Wan Gui with one sword.

Zhou Qi shouted, "Hey! Is this kid really taking human life? Third junior brother, don't be sympathetic."

When they were playing lively, they were completely unaware that an old guy dressed in Huazi on the courtyard wall took everything here into his eyes. He looked at the sword techniques of both sides and laughed at him. Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa made up sword techniques for the sake of Liancheng Art, and what he taught his disciples was nothing.

Seeing Di Yun being beaten up, the old beggar had no intention of taking action. It was not until the eight people had beaten and left that the old beggar turned over and jumped down, appeared quietly behind Di Yun, sighing, "Oh, if you can't beat someone, you should kowtow and beg for mercy. Isn't that unfair to be beaten so much?"

Di Yun said angrily, "I would rather beat him to death than kowtow!" He turned around and saw a man bowing his back, dragging his shoes and walking slowly. But when he saw his unkempt and dirty face, he was the beggar he saw during the day.

Although Di Yun was stupid and slow, this is Wanfu, how did this old beggar come in? But he was just angry, but he didn't care whether it was wrong, just gasping for breath.

This old beggar is naturally Wan Zhenshan's junior brother, Qi Changfa's senior brother, Yan Daping. Their senior brother killed Mei Niansheng for Liancheng Jue, and then Liancheng's sword score disappeared without a trace. They each suspected each other for more than ten years. They had never given up. Yan Daping knew that Qi Changfa had come to Jingzhou, so he naturally had to follow him, just in case.

He appeared to provoke Qi Changfa and Wan Zhenshan!

As in the original work, Yan Daping showed off his ability and lured Di Yun, the stupid boy, to learn martial arts from him. But after seeing Di Yun's four-dimensional Tang Shi sword technique, Yan Daping no longer had hope. He knew that this stupid boy must have no idea.

Yan Daping used a few Tang Shi sword techniques, which made Di Yun convinced him, and then took out the three sword techniques of Liancheng to teach Di Yun.

When he arrived here, a flying stone suddenly shot from a distance. Yan Daping was shocked, leaped his body and avoided it. He looked around and said aloud: "I wonder which friend is making such a joke with Presbyterian?"

"Yan Daping, you don't need to involve this kid in the dirty things between you brothers. Do you want him to die?" A cold voice sounded around, making people unable to tell the direction. Listening to the sound, it was soft and dense, and like thunder, which made people shocked.

Yan Daping was secretly surprised by the depth of the person's internal strength, and he said, "Haha... This stupid boy was bullied. Presbyterian just wanted him to find the place. How could he harm him?"

"Is that true?" The voice seemed puzzled and said, "Since that's the case, you can teach him the sword technique of Tang Shi. I think this kid is good. Don't you think so?"

Suddenly, a terrifying sharp aura came up from the front. Yan Daping took two steps back, stepping the bluestone slab into pieces at each step. He looked up in horror and saw a figure standing on the tree, but after his eyes were closed and opened, there was nothing there.

Leaving?

Yan Daping looked around in surprise, and Di Yun was completely confused. It seemed that someone had come again just now, but no one appeared, only a sound appeared, and Yu Daping...

"You are the second uncle..." Di Yun widened his eyes and looked at Yan Daping, who was like a flower boy, curiously.

Yan Daping smiled bitterly and said, "Boy, can't I be your second uncle?"

Di Yun shook his head immediately, but he was puzzled. What did that person mean by what he said just now? The second master wanted to harm him? He looked at Yan Daping with a little shocked and confused.

Although Di Yun couldn't figure it out, he was not a fool either. That person's words were very simple. The second master would teach him his sword skills, which would kill him.

"Stupid brat, don't you still learn martial arts?" Yan Daping glared at Di Yun, and the bamboo stick in his hand suddenly stabbed out. Di Yun was startled and raised his sword to block it. Unexpectedly, his bamboo stick shook and passed through the sword in the blink of an eye and hit his shoulder. "Stupid brat, this is a sword-stinging pose!" Yan Daping flipped his body, handed the bamboo stick to his left hand, and slapped him in the face with his backhand. "This is a slap!" Then, Yan Daping brushed out the sword-striking pose again, snatching Di Yun's long sword, causing him to fall to the ground.

Looking at such a strange and exquisite sword technique, Di Yun was just eye-opening.

These three sword techniques can be said to be the essence of the Tang poetry sword technique. They are contained in the Tang poetry sword technique, and there are corresponding poem comparisons. However, Di Yun was illiterate, and Yan Daping was too lazy to teach him, so he said three vulgar names.

It is easy to learn these three sword techniques, just understand the key points. If you teach others, you may not be able to learn it in a short time, but Di Yun has been practicing Tang poetry sword techniques since he was a child. After Yan Daping taught him through words and deeds, he quickly mastered these three sword techniques, which are strange and exquisite.

Yan Daping taught Di Yun's sword technique again and instructed him, and then left. Seeing that he really left, a figure with a sword on his back slowly walked out of the grass. Di Yun thought that the second uncle had returned, and opened his mouth to shout, but as soon as he saw the person coming, he stuck his voice in his throat. He was at a loss and said, "You... who are you?"

The visitor did not answer, and he shook his head and said, "You shouldn't learn those three sword techniques." Di Yun was puzzled. The visitor said, "If you learn, you will learn it. You can't use it, otherwise you will endure hardships."

"You...what do you mean?" Di Yun asked with his head calm and thought he was confused and strange Bai Xiaosheng said nonsense.

He shook his head and smiled, and said, "Boy, these three sword techniques are the essence of the sword techniques you have learned. Even your master and uncle don't know, but you know it. What do you think you will use them?"

"Master will definitely be happy." Di Yun said for granted.

"Is that?" the visitor asked back and said, "This is the world of the world! The world of the world here is not as beautiful as you think. The boy just said that you don't understand. When you really understand, you will regret it."

After the visitor said that, he walked out slowly, without any shadow covering him, and Di Yun saw the man's face clearly. But he jumped straight over Di Yun, and flew away like a big bird.
Chapter completed!