Li Hao took the sword, and his thoughts turned quickly. He didn't care about hiding it now, but was weighing the pros and cons. Displaying sword skills and showing talent would naturally amaze everyone. Even if he didn't expose his physical cultivation and only swung the sword with the body of an ordinary child, he couldn't bring out the ultimate level of the Tidal Sword Art, but as long as he used a little bit of the ultimate charm, with the sharp eyes of the old swordsman in the swordsmanship, he should be able to see his swordsmanship potential. With the swordsman as a master, he naturally didn't worry about others coveting him. However, if he became a disciple of the other party, he would follow the latter to practice in the sword house in the south. It was a holy place for swordsmen, but the comprehensive background was not necessarily as deep as the God General Mansion and as rich as the Tingyu Tower. And he needed to improve through chess and other arts. With the serious and serious look of the old swordsman, he would most likely be extremely strict and might not tolerate his "not doing his job properly". Or, he could become a disciple of the other party and discuss with him to let the other party stay in the God General Mansion to teach him? But the God General Mansion may not tolerate an outsider who is as powerful as the Li family for a long time to stay in the mansion... and the other party may not agree.
"Forget it, he doesn't need to practice." At this time, Jian Wudao's voice came, slightly unhappy. Li Hao, who was thinking about the choice, was stunned when he heard the words and looked at the other party. He Jianlan reacted and hurriedly said: "Sword Saint Senior, why is this?" "He has no sword in his eyes and doesn't love swords. He is young and has a mottled mind. He is not a material for practicing swords." Jian Wudao's face returned to indifference. If this was not the God General Mansion, he would have turned around and left at this moment, and he would not say a word of explanation. "Sword Saint Senior, this child must be nervous, otherwise you give him a chance to show off..." Li Fu behind him hurriedly said, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would be a great loss if he missed it. But before he finished speaking, the latter glanced at him. The cold eyes like the sword made Li Fu feel a chill in his throat, and he felt that his life was cut, and he couldn't help but stop talking. "Sword Saint Senior, Hao'er has lived in the mansion since he was a child and has never seen the world. Moreover, he cannot practice martial arts and must not have touched the sword much on weekdays. It is normal that he does not like it." He Jianlan frowned. Jian Wudao would not treat He Jianlan like Li Fu. After all, she was the current eldest lady of the God General's Mansion and took charge of the God's Mansion. He glanced at her and shook his head gently: "I understand Madam's thoughts, but you don't know how to use a sword and you don't understand the way of the sword. If you practice to an ordinary level or to the level of a master in the secular world, you can barely succeed with my guidance." "But if you want to reach the peak and reach the lowest level of my sword house, it's too far away." "I only look at two points when practicing swordsmanship, one is the talent for the way of the sword, and the other is the feeling for the sword." "Good talent, but no feeling for the sword, can only reach the second-rate level." "And if you like the sword itself, even if your comprehension is relatively ordinary, once you understand the heart of the sword in the future, you can step into the first-rate level!" It's rare to say so much at once, Jian Wudao simply said it clearly. He looked at Bian Ruxue and said to He Jianlan: "This little girl came over earlier, holding a sword. I could see that there was a sword in her eyes. She loved swords. Among a thousand weapons, she would see the sword at a glance!" "In this way, even if her talent is inferior, she will have great achievements in the future if she practices swords day by day and condenses her sword heart, not to mention that her talent is excellent."
After that, he looked at Li Hao again: "And this child, there is no shadow of sword in his eyes. Even if he took the sword, he showed no emotion. It doesn't matter how talented he is." "He is not suitable for the path of kendo!" He finally gave a comment. After saying this, He Jianlan's mouth was completely blocked. Silence in the whole courtyard. He Jianlan wanted to say something but stopped. When she saw the other party's determined eyes, she knew that it was useless to persuade him again, unless she asked the elders to come out, but that would be too much of a loss to the status of the Li family. She looked down at Li Hao with a complicated look in her eyes and sighed secretly. She also knew that the child was wild and often played chess with servants in the yard. Such insignificant skills were just toys in the prosperous times. But Li Tiangang and his wife were not here, so she could not discipline him too strictly. She said a few words, but the child did not listen and secretly asked the servants to accompany him. She had no choice. Sure enough, is all this fate? When He Jianlan remained silent, Jian Wudao stopped caring about what others thought after he finished speaking. He had made it clear enough that if the Li family was confused and insisted on putting the child under his door, he would not be polite. At this moment, looking at the little girl on the other side, his eyes could not hide his love, and the indifference on his face melted a little. He smiled and said, "Little girl, what's your name?" "Bian Ruxue." The little girl replied honestly. Then he looked at Li Hao and said to the old grandfather in front of him, "Can you let Brother Hao practice it? Brother Hao is very smart, much smarter than Xue'er." Jian Wudao smiled slightly. What's the use of being smart? Who among the scholars in the court is not smart? Moreover, he just saw that Li Hao's eyes were full of complicated thoughts and thoughts. He was so young, and his heart was not pure. It was even more difficult for him to lay a good foundation when he was practicing hard in the early stage of swordsmanship. He would only be distracted and delay himself. This is why some precocious children later became ordinary people, while some silent and inconspicuous children eventually became late bloomers. Jian Wudao did not like the term late bloomer. He thought it was the ignorance of secular people who could not see through the protective coat of true genius. Focus and single-mindedness are the qualities of genius. Some seemingly smart children know a little bit about everything, and can get in on what adults are saying, making them laugh and praise them for their intelligence. However, in the practice of cultivation, the most taboo thing is to be smart. Being down-to-earth and steady, with a bit of spirituality is the best embryo. "Xue'er, come with me to the mountain to practice." Jian Wudao said softly. "Then will you take Brother Hao with you?" Bian Ruxue raised her head and asked. "I'll take you." "Then I won't go." Bian Ruxue said immediately, and at the same time took a step back, as if she was afraid that the other party would forcefully take her away, and shrank to Li Hao's side, hugging Li Hao's arm: "I want to be with Brother Hao, and I'm not going anywhere." Jian Wudao's face changed slightly and his brows furrowed.
However, although Bian Ruxue was extremely talented, he was still a child. He was not angry. He just turned to look at He Jianlan and said, "Madam, I took this child Xue'er away. In the future, when she succeeds in her practice, I will let her When she comes back, of course, maybe within a few years, you will be able to hear about her fame outside.” He said it very confidently, because as long as he announced it at this time, many people in the world would immediately know the name "Bian Ruxue". The new apprentice of Wudao Sword Master, his name alone is enough to make him famous throughout the state! He Jianlan nodded slightly, and naturally had no reason to refuse Jian Wudao's words. Li Hao had already come to his senses at this moment. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing, so he made the choice for himself, so as not to think about it himself. "Brother Hao, I won't leave." Bian Ruxue held Li Hao's arm tightly, her eyes were red, and she said timidly. Li Hao didn't want to leave this little girl, but he understood that this was her opportunity. Staying in the Divine General's Mansion, apart from being able to practice, she was restricted to herself. As for becoming a disciple of the Sword Master, just from being a disciple, you already have a huge network of contacts, and you can also see a wider world outside. For selfish reasons, he wanted to keep this girl. With such a little tail by his side, he felt at ease and happy inside. But out of consideration for Bian Ruxue, he still chose to let go for the time being and said softly: "Xueer, please be obedient. You go to practice with this old man. You will be able to come back to see me soon after you have achieved success in practice. Then I will take care of you." Go eat something delicious.” "I won't leave, I don't want to practice, I won't practice swords anymore, I hate swords!" Bian Ruxue suddenly started crying. Jian Wudao frowned, realizing that he had underestimated this little girl's feelings for this boy. Yes, I heard they were childhood sweethearts and grew up together. He thought to himself that if that didn't work, he could just keep Li Hao. With such a talent as a little girl, wearing a tattered pendant is still worth fighting for. "Good boy, you are already a big child, you can't cry all the time." Li Hao wiped her nose with his sleeve and said softly, feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart. The adults in the whole courtyard were silent, just watching one child coaxing another child. Many people have complicated looks in their eyes, with jealousy and envy in their hearts. Children are still children after all, and they don’t understand anything. What an opportunity it is to be able to go to Jianlu. If their children can go, they will kick them out immediately and let their children have a taste. What are the steps of a loving mother? With great difficulty, Li Hao finally coaxed the little girl. Bian Ruxue wiped her eyes with tears and said: "Then we have agreed, brother Hao, you have to wait for me to come back, stay here, and you are not allowed to go anywhere." "Yes." Li Hao touched her forehead, smiled and nodded. Jian Wudao's expression also relaxed, and even his eyes looking at Li Hao became a little softer. Although he could ignore Bian Ruxue's thoughts and forcefully take him away, after all, he was only a half-grown child. If he was reluctant to let go now, he would be healed by time after staying in Jianlu for half a year. But now that the other party is willing to follow me up the mountain obediently, it is naturally better. After all, with such a talent, time is precious and cannot be wasted. "Xue'er has a soft personality, old man, you have to protect her for me, and don't let anyone bully her." Li Hao comforted Xue'er, raised his head and spoke seriously to Jian Wudao.
Jian Wudao slightly raised his eyebrows at Li Hao's address. For the sake of the child, he was not angry and said calmly: "Don't worry, little one, I will take good care of Xue'er. With me, there is no one in this world." People can bully her!" "Okay." Li Hao looked at him deeply, and then said to Bian Ruxue: "Xue'er, if someone bullies you in Jianlu, write it down in your notebook, and I will bully you back in the future." Everyone just regarded the child's words as a child's affection, and no one took him seriously. Before leaving, Jian Wudao thought for a while and said to He Jianlan: "I have a body training secret book in Jianlu. I will send it to you later. If I leave it in your Tingyu Tower, you should be able to go to the sixth floor. Let this kid try it out.” He Jianlan was overjoyed and quickly thanked her. Then she thought again: "Hao'er really can't accept you as his teacher?" Jian Wudao left. There is only one sentence left, that child has a good life, but his luck is shallow.
