C20 Scholar's Sword

"Scholar Sword" Shu Yuanfu said to Zhao Hongsheng: "I unintentionally met your mother, she told me, you are the Heng Shan Sect's Chen Hong's son. That's why I am determined to hand over my sect's secret arts to you. "

"Isn't that the same as giving away a set of writing?" Zhao Yuebo said unhappily.

"Haha, I reckon that only the leaders of the Heng Shan and Shaolin Sects in the Nine Regions would know about Fan Xiang. I didn't expect that Shenhua would also know about him. Otherwise, I would be guilty against my own sect and against the martial world. "

"Old man, let's go to the courtyard. I'll report the martial arts from the books to you."

"No rush, no rush. Let's have a meal first."

"No, I was in a hurry to go home and find my Ninth Mother for detoxification."

"Kid, I told you not to be anxious, why are you in such a hurry?" The old man reached out his hand and dragged Zhao Hongsheng into the fire room.

Seeing that the old man cooked like his godmother, Mother Wen, Zhao Hongsheng couldn't help but think of his godmother. The old man raised his head and saw tears in his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"When I saw you cooking, I suddenly thought of Mother Qian."

"Mother Wen is a good person. It's a pity that her fate isn't good. She lost her husband in the middle age and her son in the prime of her life. She also died miserably." The old man said with infinite regret.

"I will cut Liu Jiahu into pieces!" Zhao Hongsheng said while grinding his teeth.

"Liu Jiahu should bear a large part of the responsibility for your mother's death, but it's not entirely his fault."

Hearing the old man's words, a flame of anger exploded in Zhao Hongsheng's heart. He roared at the old man: "What did you say?"

The old man stopped what he was doing, looked at Zhao Hongsheng who was about to go crazy, then shook his head and said: "Your training has been wasted, why are you so impatient?"

Zhao Hongsheng's heart skipped a beat at the old man's words. He realized that he had lost his composure. He said shyly, "I won't allow anyone to say anything against the godmother."

"You should try to hear as much as you can, and make things clear before you make any further plans." The old man said with a serious face, "A warrior, you must not lose your cool."

At this moment, Zhao Hongsheng already felt that it was taboo for him to act like a normal person. He immediately bowed and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Uncle."

The old man nodded and said, "Mother Wen had a stroke three days before she died. I rescued her when she fainted when she came back with the medicine. I warned her not to fall over for the next ten days or so. Otherwise you'll have a stroke. "

"You're saying, Liu Jiahu pushed Mother Qian and caused her to die from a stroke?"

"That's right."

The two chatted as they lit a fire and cooked. Soon, they finished cooking. The old man came out with a jar of rice wine and said, "Let's drink a few bowls."

Thus, after the old and young duo drank a few bowls of rice wine, the old man angrily asked, "You dishonest brat."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Why don't you ask me my last name now?" the old man asked, his eyes wide.

"Hey, you're angry about this. If this junior thinks that you should say it, then you will definitely say it. If this junior thinks it should be said, then you will definitely say it; if this junior thinks it should be said, then you will definitely say it.

"Hahaha, I'll teach you what I need from you!" The old man then introduced himself.

So, this old man's surname was Shu, and his surname was Shu Yuanfu. Nineteen years ago, a bronze sword shook the Wulin of China, and in addition to being violent and kind, his chivalry passed the sky. The noble title of the martial arts world was: Scholar Sword.

Due to him treating evil as his enmity, and the fact that he had heavily injured the "Three Kingdoms Gang" of the Han Dynasty, Chu King and Wu Wang Sann Sect many times, the three sects had joined hands to assassinate him many times.

Nineteen years ago, at dusk, the three sects had gathered all of their elite forces and joined forces with the many Martial Forest Demons to surround the Scholar Sword on the cliff.

Shu Yuanfu fought one against a hundred, battling ferociously for three days and two nights. Dozens of people from "Three Kingdoms Gang" died in battle, and among the ten great devils, other than Monopod Devil (Shenhua), six of the remaining devils among them participated in the siege. However, Shu Yuanfu finally committed suicide by jumping off a cliff due to exhaustion of his stamina and being seriously injured.

"Despicable!" Although Zhao Yuebo had heard Monk Shenhua speak of it before, when he heard Scholar Sword personally speak of it again, he still felt indignant.

"Han King Gang's Liu Dawang and Chu King's Xiang Wucheng have teamed up with the Seven Devils using my martial arts manuals as bait."

Shu Yuanfu finished a bowl of wine and said, "Heaven has its eyes on me. I met the lover and his wife, Monk Shenhua, in the midst of life and death. Shenhua was a demon, but he never did anything to win or kill with poison. When he saw me fall off the cliff, he only searched me once and only took away the bogus secret manual I had used as bait and my bronze sword. Before he left, he even fed me two pills. I later heard from your father that if it weren't for Monk Shenhua's two pills protecting his heart, the Great Firmament Deity wouldn't have been able to save me. "

Zhao Hongsheng couldn't help but interrupt and ask: "So you're saying, the book they stole from one another was fake?"

"That book is a bait that I set up to make these three gangs fight against each other. It's fake!"

"Logically speaking, that Monopod Devil, Monk Shenhua is also your savior?"

Scholar Sword laughed: That's right, this is also the main reason why I often stay at the Liu Family Mountain area. Even though I don't want to help him cure the poison, I can still protect him in the dark.

"You can cure his poison?"

"Do you think that only you, Nona, can cure the poison?"

"That's not what I meant. I, Nona, said that the poison of a monk is rarely seen in this world. Very few people can cure it."

"That's right, but I can do it."

"Since you can solve it, why haven't you solved it for him in such a long period of time?"

"Because there are two reasons. First, he does not need to eat and drink here, and he is better off than me. Second, he is a demon after all. I am afraid that he will bring harm to Wu Lin.

"You're right."

After the meal, under Shu Yuanfu's urging, Zhao Hongsheng sat down to rest for two hours, and then demonstrated the Thunder Sword and Thunderpalm in the courtyard.

"Scholar Sword" Shu Yuanfu looked at Zhao Hongsheng's demonstration of "Thunder Sword" and "Thunderpalm" and asked in shock, "Has your father seen this set of sword technique before?"

"My father and Lili both saw it and corrected my mistakes over and over."

"So that's how it is. No wonder you were able to use it so well. It's almost flawless." Shu Yuanfu said, "Our sect is a descendant of the Western Xia Imperial clan, called 'Xia Wang Sect'. A portion of the martial arts techniques in my sect have evolved from the Great Desolate Sword of the Western Regions and share the same roots as Monk Shenhua's sword techniques. Right, the half move that he taught you was evolved from the eighth form of the Great Desolate Sword. "