My Disciples Are All Villains - 348. Chapter 343 Educating Yu Shangrong (2 more seeking subscription)

“Swordsman genius in the northern capital, Gong Yuandu, can be the sword of the emperor…”

Lu Zhou Fuxu said, “Emperor Yongshou, Liu Ge, can be the sword of the emperor…”

Everyone in the old pavilion heard this, their complexion slightly changed.

They had seen Gong Yuandu’s kendo with their own eyes, that was indeed a stunning and decisive character. When it comes to kendo, he is indeed a first-class master.

But… if they really want to fight Yu Shangrong, they don’t think Gong Yuan can defeat Yu Shangrong.

Why does the pavilion master list Gong Yuandu as the third class?

The emperor Liu Ge of Yongshou used his sword to help the world. It is indeed the sword of the emperor.

but……

Both of these people are deceased.

Comparing the dead with today’s people is too harsh.

In ancient times, through the ages, I don’t know how many outstanding people came out. How dare people today claim to surpass?

Did not wait for Yu Shangrong to ask questions.

Hua Wudao couldn’t help but his inner question, and said, “Pavilion Master, if this is the case, then the current emperor Yongqing Emperor, can it also be called the Sword of Heaven?”

Lu Zhou Fuxu shook his head:

“Not counting.”

“Please also the pavilion master to explain your doubts.” Hua Wudao bowed.

“Yongshou opens the front of a hundred countries and establishes a great world. Yongqing is just a succession in order and cannot be called the sword of the emperor.”

“Teached.”

Hua Wudao retreated.

Leng Luo also followed: “Gong Yuan was born in the north, but he is just a casual cultivator. He has not opened a hundred countries and established the world. Before he died, he hid in a coffin for a hundred years, why can he be called the sword of the emperor?”

This question asked everyone what they thought.

His eyes focused on Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou was calm and calm, so he answered, “Competing for life with the sky and the earth, not afraid of life and death.”

He changed the conversation, and his gaze swept across the crowd indifferently.

Today, why has no one successfully stepped into Jiuye?

If it succeeds, it will naturally open up a new world and call it the Sword of Heaven.

But on this road, Gong Yuandu was the only one who fell.

For thousands of years, how many great practitioners have fallen halfway.

Pan Litian asked: “There are so many people who compete with the heaven and the earth for life. They are all the swords of the emperor?”

Lu Zhou nodded and couldn’t comment.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly.

Hearing these words, Yu Shangrong lowered his head.

The kendo that he is proud of is not even the third class in the eyes of the master.

He could not refute.

The master is right. In the final analysis, his sword is nothing more than a sword fight against a sword.

…

Lu Zhou glanced at Yu Shangrong.

After all, young people are young people. If you can’t hold you back, the old man has been a waste of thousands of years.

He continued: “Whether it is Taoist or Confucian. After all, it is not the highest state.”

Everyone looked at Luzhou puzzledly.

The third class has been divided, and it is not the highest in the mind of the pavilion master.

“No sword is better than a sword. All things in the heart can be swords. Water conserves all things without fighting, and treats everyone’s evil, so it is more than Tao.”

Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong intently.

at this time.

Lu Zhou raised his right hand.

Between the index finger and the middle finger, a sword gang condenses.

Suddenly, the sword gang divided into two, two to four, and eight to four…

Thinking about the tree in front of the cave, it trembled, and the leaves flew.

Whoops, whoops!

The leaves stuck to the ground.

This is not over yet.

They suddenly felt the wind blowing the leaves, like a knife, across their faces.

Fortunately, they are all cultivators. After body tempering, they can resist this weak force.

Nevertheless, the Pavilion Master’s demonstration has made them understand what is meant by a sword without a sword.

Although understand the truth.

But how many people can do this?

This control power is not only the control of vitality, but also when the vitality gathers, it rolls up the leaves and causes the air to flow.

Every exercise over a hundred years can hardly do this.

Yu Shangrong relies on the longevity sword all the year round…Why would he practice these?

So… he was convinced.

The height of thought determines the height of the sword.

The understanding of the sword determines the level of kendo.

Lu Zhou’s lesson is an all-round rolling of Yu Shangrong.

Your master is your master after all.

“Are you convinced?” Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong intently.

“Disciples are taught.”

Yu Shangrong felt all kinds of tastes in his heart.

I don’t know what I’m thinking about. In the time when I started to learn, Master hadn’t taught Kendo so painstakingly.

Who can talk about this… Besides Master, who else can?

[Ding, train Yu Shangrong and reward 500 points of merit. 】

[Ding, give instructions to Duan Musheng and reward 200 points of merit. 】

Lu Zhou noticed that the system uses different words, one is tuning and the other is pointing.

Yu Shangrong really does not need guidance in the practice of kendo. He needs more training.

Lu Zhou suddenly remembered that missing memory…

Reminiscent of Yu Shangrong’s words “Do you want to kill me again?”.

Thinking about it, Yu Shangrong didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes and didn’t want to mention this past.

Reluctantly.

Meditate for a moment.

Lu Zhou said: “Think about it and reflect on it.”

Finished.

Lu Zhou turned around with his hand and walked in the direction of Motian Pavilion.

“Elder Leng, Elder Hua, Elder Pan…”

Leng Luo, Pan Litian and Hua Wudao clung their hands and followed.

The four senior citizens left this time.

Thinking about the depressed atmosphere in front of the cave suddenly relaxed.

The others let out a sigh of relief.

Yu Shangrong looked at the back of Master, and did not know when cold sweat appeared in his palms.

Zhu Honggong lowered his head and was about to turn around and leave.

Yu Shangrong said lightly: “Lao Ba.”

“Huh?” Zhu Hong stopped, shaking all over.

“come over.”

“Second brother…I, I…I’m Nange.”

Yu Shangrong did not rush into the thinking hole, but walked in front of Zhu Hong Gong and asked, “Don’t be nervous.”

Be gentle and modest as always.

Suddenly Yu Shangrong remembered the scene of Yunzhao Woodland, where the master stood on top of Bai Ze and used the trick to enter the Three Souls, and asked:

“Tell me honestly, is the master already in the nine leaves?”

“what?”

Nine leaves?

Zhu Hong was immediately confused.

The reason why Yu Shangrong asked so was not without reason.

He considers himself unique in his understanding and attainments in kendo. Even if he knew he was not Master’s opponent, he would not lose so much.

There is only one possibility that can cause this result, and that is that Master has entered the nine leaves.

“No…Second brother, there are no nine leaves…I don’t know, don’t look at me like this, I really don’t know…” Zhu Hong waved his hands again and again.

Yu Shangrong thought to himself.

Fighting for life with heaven and earth is for the sword of the emperor. Life is gone, what is the third class?

Thinking of what Si Wuya said, Master might have found a way to break the limit. That’s why he made this high point.

…

Motian Pavilion, in the main hall.

There are only Luzhou, Leng Luo, Pan Litian, and Hua Wudao.

Lu Zhou stepped into the hall, sat down slowly, and said, “Sit down.”

The three of them took their seats one after another.

“The three elders are all well-informed people… Do you know Lavender?”

Leng Luo said:

“I have heard about the lavender grass. It is said that this thing grows in Xiaoxian Mountain, where there is no vegetation and there is snow in all seasons.”