Thinking that it was better to apologize than to launch an attack, Tu Nian gritted his teeth and was about to admit defeat when he suddenly heard Bo Qiu say, "You just said that you are the only one left in the Tushan clan. What did you mean?"
Tu Nian had never expected him to ask this. He was stunned for a moment, and after a pause, he said, "Since our clan's battle with the Wolf Clan two hundred years ago, we were severely damaged and have gradually declined. Our clansmen have been either captured or killed, and our lineage has almost been cut off."
"My family was the last bloodline of the Tushan clan. Three years ago, my parents were killed by our enemies. Now I am the only one left in the entire Tushan clan."
When she read this passage in the original novel, she sighed that such a large clan could decline in just a hundred years.
After listening to this, Bo Qiu did not speak for a long time. After a while, when Tu Nian called him carefully, he finally said, "Come here."
Although Tu Nian didn't understand why, he didn't want to annoy him, so he went over.
When she reached the sword, Bo Qiu said again, "Place your palm on the blade."
Tu Nian did as he was told and raised his hand to touch the sword blade.
After a moment, she felt her palms warm up, and a bright red color flowed from her palms to the sword. At the same time, the heat from her palms flowed into her body along the meridians, and finally stopped at the tailbone.
The whole process didn't last long, but Tu Nian felt inexplicably comforted.
After finishing, Bo Qiu said, "The mark on your tailbone is my blood mark. This sword is yours from now on. If you want to call me in the future, just focus your spiritual power on the mark."
After saying this, he didn't wait for Tu Nian's response. He just said that he was a little tired, and then he fell silent.
Tu Nian was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, not only because of Bo Qiu's good temper, but also because of his last words "tired", and the deep meaning contained in them.
In short, for some inexplicable reason, the matter came to nothing.
At night, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the tone of voice Bo Qiu used when he said that.
Tired and sad, helpless and regretful.
Her intuition told her that Bo Qiu and Tushan must have an unknown connection, but Bo Qiu deliberately concealed it, and it would be difficult for her to ask.
The moonlight filtered in through the windowsill, dimly touching the blade of his sword, passing through its patterns, and then hitting Tu Nian's eyes, rubbing against her face like a veil.
Unable to sleep anyway, she watched him all night long in the moonlight.
Bo Qiu didn't speak again in the next few days.
Since he said he wanted to rest at that time, Tu Nian didn't bother him and got busy with his own things.
Now that I have a sword, it's time to put training on the agenda.
Tu Nian originally wanted to practice talismans first, but it would take a few days for Nie Yanchen to return to the sect, and Jin Nanfeng was busy with sect affairs. There was no one else in the sect who was proficient in talisman practice at the moment, so he had no choice but to practice sword.
I originally wanted to take the opportunity to slack off and just practice with the outer disciples, but Chu Qiurong volunteered to take on this important task.
It doesn't make sense for you not to appreciate the hard work others do for you.
Although he was extremely reluctant, Tu Nian still let him drag him to the main peak before dawn and began a day of hard study.
Bo Qiu was still resting in the Qiankun bag. When practicing, Tu Nian used the Hongluo sword practiced in the outer sect.
Chu Qiurong studied under Nie Yanchen and had mastered the swordsmanship. With his personal demonstration and easy-to-understand explanation, Tu Nian understood it quickly and started practicing immediately.
But maybe it was because the original owner's sword-crazy gene was too strong. Tu Nian knew it in his brain, but his hands and feet were like drunk. In addition, the red jujube sword was heavier than an ordinary sword. When he performed a set of basic sword moves, he made 60% mistakes.
There is a saying that people who are tone-deaf will not realize they are tone-deaf unless someone reminds them.
Now it seems that the sword maniac is the same.
Every time Tu Nian practiced afterwards, her mistakes were all weird and unique, especially with her focused face, if you didn't know her, you would think she was dancing.
Chu Qiurong broke out in cold sweat.
Finally, when Tu Nian was about to start practicing for the umpteenth time, Chu Qiurong stopped her and said, "Junior sister, please stop for a moment."
After putting away his stance, Tu Nian looked at him in confusion.
Taking the wooden sword from her hand, Chu Qiurong said, "Junior Sister, being diligent is good, but swordsmanship is not acquired in a day. It requires a combination of hard work and rest."
As he spoke, he motioned Tu Nian to look up. The latter suddenly realized that after several rounds of practice, it was already noon.
Wrinkling his nose and smiling at Chu Qiurong, Tu Nian said, "I'm sorry, Second Senior Brother. Before we started practicing, I was thinking about not delaying your meal, but I didn't expect that I would miss it in a blink of an eye."
Chu Qiurong said unconcernedly, "I'm hoping San'er can delay me someday. If he could be half as hardworking as you, he wouldn't have been stuck in the middle stage of the Golden Core for so long."
Tu Nian was curious, "Is Third Senior Brother also practicing with you? Why haven't I seen him?"
Chu Qiurong was so disappointed that she couldn't make up her mind. "God knows where that kid has gone crazy again. If I catch him, I will definitely give him a good beating for his laziness."
"That's as it should be."
Tu Nian responded casually, but in his heart he felt that Xu Ziqiao didn't come, probably because she was there.
Just as I was thinking about it, my stomach suddenly growled twice. It happened to be silent, so it sounded particularly vivid.
Chu Qiurong tilted her head in an awkward manner, almost unable to suppress the upward curve of her lips.
He absolutely couldn't laugh, because if he did, his junior sister would be so embarrassed.
Tu Nian: Do you think I’m blind?
Putting aside his poor acting skills, before he could dig out a house with his toes, Tu Nian suggested: "Brother, you have been practicing with me for so long, why don't I treat you to a meal?"
Although Chu Qiurong had already fasted, she still had to take advantage of the situation and said, "Very good."
Tu Nian said that it was a treat, but in fact, no one in the sect spent money, especially the outer sect. The three meals a day were all arranged. At most, you could choose not to eat one of a few fixed dishes, just to add variety.
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