In the next few days, Zhou Shu did not see Lu Qi again.

He should have given up. Zhou Shu felt a little sad in his heart, but it didn't matter.

But today, as soon as Zhou Shu approached the forest, he heard the sound of sword practice in low voices coming from the spiritual spring.

Zhou Shu walked over slowly, and sure enough it was Lu Qi again. When he saw Zhou Shu coming over, the branches in his hands danced faster.

However, the branch was not a sword. Once the spiritual power was injected into it, it instantly split open and exploded into many pieces, leaving it in a disgraceful state.

Zhou Shu put down the barrel and smiled, "Are you still planning to practice sword skills?"

Lu Qi nodded seriously, "No matter what, I will practice the sword technique, no matter how much my master won't let me, no matter how much my senior sister scolds me, even if there is only one move, even if my senior brother won't let me use the sword, even if..."

"OK OK."

Seeing Lu Qi's serious chatter, Zhou Shu waved his hand in a funny way.

Zhou Shu has also experienced such stubbornness. Since Lu Qi is so determined, she might as well help him.

Zhou Shu looked at Lu Qi and said calmly, "I can teach you, and I can also lend you a sword, but you must never tell others that I taught you, and don't throw away your alchemy."

"ah?"

Lu Qi ran over in a few steps, grabbing Zhou Shu's barrel, "Senior brother, are you really willing to teach me?"

"Promise me first."

"Promise, as long as you are willing to teach me how to practice swordsmanship, I will agree to anything my senior brother says!"

Lu Qi replied hurriedly, picked up the ladle and poured water into the barrel, "I will never tell others. Senior brother, please leave it to me to fetch water every day."

"That's not necessary. Watering is my business."

Zhou Shu threw the wooden sword over with a smile, "Take the sword and I will teach you another move today."

"Um!"

When Lu Qi heard this, he immediately picked up his sword and looked at Zhou Shu respectfully, "Thank you, senior brother!"

Zhou Shu taught Lu Qi the sword techniques that he had deduced, and then observed him using them, comparing them in the sea of ​​consciousness, and referring to them one by one.

Speaking of which, Lu Qi's qualifications are really very good. He is at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm. His spiritual power reserve is probably comparable to that of a fourth-level cultivator. Moreover, his Qi veins should be opened well. He has the Rapid Rain Sword Technique that needs to be exploded in his hands.

It takes no effort at all to do it, which is quite impressive.

More than two months have passed like this.

Zhou Shu had completely deduced the Urgent Rain Sword Technique and taught it all to Lu Qi.

Although Lu Qi benefited a lot, Zhou Shu also gained a lot.

The two aspects confirmed that some of Zhou Shu's previous confusions about the sword art were suddenly solved. He thought the sword art was too complicated. In fact, it was not the case. If his Qi sea recovered a little, he would reach the fourth level of the normal practitioner's Qi refining realm.

If his level is high, he will be very confident that he can use this set of sword techniques completely.

As long as you use it completely and become more proficient, you can understand the meaning of the sword.

Zhou Shu fetched water as usual that day, but he didn't hear the daily sound of sword practice. He felt a little suspicious. When he walked to the Lingquan, he found a middle-aged cultivator standing next to Lu Qi, with a majestic look on his face.

Looking at him, Lu Qi drooped his neck, looking quite frustrated.

Zhou Shu was slightly startled and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"This nephew, it was you who taught my apprentice how to practice swordsmanship?"

The middle-aged cultivator appeared to be in the Pulse Condensation Realm, with a solemn face and three long beards swaying slightly, looking at Zhou Shu with a half-smile.

Zhou Shu stood still and bowed first, "Hello, uncle."

He glared at Lu Qi fiercely and thought to himself, he is really unreliable at such a young age. He didn't seem to have been beaten, yet he confessed to me directly.

Lu Qi understood what Zhou Shu meant and said quickly, "Brother, I'm sorry, but I didn't say..."

But before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the middle-aged cultivator. He could only blush and looked at Zhou Shu helplessly, his eyes full of apologies.

The middle-aged cultivator looked at Zhou Shu with a stern look on his face, "You are so courageous that you dare to teach my disciples randomly. Tell me, what is your name?"

"Master uncle, disciple Zhou Shu."

Zhou Shu sighed slightly, and now he had no choice but to admit it frankly, "But it's not what Uncle Master thinks, and I don't mean to teach Uncle Master's disciples intentionally."

According to Lu Qi, his master was very vicious and would beat and scold him whenever he made any move. It seemed that he had caused quite a lot of trouble.

"Zhou Shu? Are you Zhou Shu?"

The middle-aged cultivator looked slightly stunned and glanced at Zhou Shu a few times, "So it's you."

Seeing the change in his expression, Zhou Shu was heartbroken, not knowing whether it was good or bad, "He is a disciple."

The middle-aged cultivator unconsciously began to ponder.

Zhou Shu didn't know what he meant, so he could only wait quietly, but he guessed that this person was probably a senior member of the Heyin Sect, and knew about the secret realm and his name.

The middle-aged cultivator turned his head and smiled slightly, "You are really a surprising disciple."

Zhou Shu said respectfully, "This disciple doesn't understand what Uncle Master means."

He glanced at Zhou Shu and said, "The Urgent Rain Sword Technique you taught is a little different from the sect's. Did you modify it yourself?"

"disciple……"

Zhou Shu hesitated to speak. He had indeed deduced the sword formula, and he had thought of an explanation that would not be suspected. But if he, an outside disciple, changed the sword technique that had been passed down by the sect for a long time, some people would laugh.

He is ignorant, and some may accuse him of being arrogant, or even severely punish him, but most of the time no one will praise him.

He didn't know the attitude of the cultivator in front of him, so it was difficult to speak.

Little did he know that the middle-aged cultivator opposite had similar thoughts.

The middle-aged cultivator thought for a while, sighed, and then said seriously, "Zhou Shu, you have done a good job in reforming."

An hour ago, he came to Lu Qi with such anger - I have been in seclusion for several months to refine alchemy, and you actually went to practice sword skills. Lu Qi, you really let me down!

But after he saw Lu Qi using the Rushing Rain Sword Technique, his anger turned into surprise.

How can it be!

It took more than two months to practice the Urgent Rain Sword Technique to this extent? The thirteen sword techniques were completed in one go, just like a torrential rain pouring down, and I achieved the Samadhi of the Sword Technique.

Is Lu Qi not only a prodigy in alchemy, but also a prodigy in sword training, a natural swordsman?

He was extremely surprised and asked Lu Qi who taught him, but Lu Qi kept silent and only said that he accidentally picked up a sword manual and practiced it like this.

But it was impossible for him to believe that Lu Qi, who had never been exposed to sword techniques, could change the training methods of sword techniques on his own. There were even some methods of using spiritual power that were very different from the original sword techniques. This was by no means Lu Qi's fault.

What Qi can do must be taught by an expert, and most of them are Jindan seniors in the sect, so he doesn't dare to make mistakes, let alone scold Lu Qi, and just waits here with Lu Qi.

When he saw Zhou Shu, he never thought that it was Zhou Shu who taught him. How could he be an outer disciple?

But seeing Lu Qi's expression, he had no choice but to believe it.

The master was actually an outer disciple. Having experienced the world, he was at a loss at this moment.

Hearing the middle-aged cultivator's words and seeing his sincere attitude, Zhou Shu was shocked and quickly bowed and saluted, "Uncle Master, thank you."

"It's not an award. Most people can't do this. It seems that your understanding of the Rapid Rain Sword Technique has reached a certain level. It's really rare."

The middle-aged cultivator sighed again and looked at Zhou Shu, "I didn't expect that there is such a talent in the outer sect. No wonder Master Zhao is so fond of you."

The Uncle Zhao he was talking about was naturally Zhao Yueru.

Zhou Shu lowered his hands and looked at him, as if he had guessed his identity.
Chapter completed!