Chapter 5280: take a break

Zhang Yifeng was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Wangsu to say this to him.

"Fellow Taoist Wangsu, you want me to teach you the art of swordsmanship? That's fine."

"But as a disciple of the Wushuang Sect, fellow Daoist Wangsu, he is learning the art of swordsmanship from an outsider like me..."

Zhang Yifeng looked embarrassed as he spoke.

After all, Wangsu is a disciple of the Wushuang Sect, so learning swordsmanship from him would be a bit unfair.

"Other than the head of the Wushuang Sect, only Master Tianchenzi is good at swordsmanship."

"However, neither of them is my master. According to the sect rules, I cannot learn the swordsmanship from them."

Wangsu also replied with some embarrassment, and he also understood Zhang Yifeng's concerns.

But in order to take his strength to a higher level and even match the unparalleled sword intent he has now realized, he sincerely wants to learn from Zhang Yifeng.

Seeing the firm look in Wangsu's eyes, Zhang Yifeng understood his determination without saying anything.

However, for the sake of caution, Zhang Yifeng turned to look at Lu Shuang and asked for his opinion.

If Lu Shuang didn't agree, or if there were any changes, Zhang Yifeng could only refuse.

What's not good enough is that Lu Shuang probably didn't have much interaction with Wangsu in the past.

After Zhang Yifeng glanced at him, Lu Shuang nodded imperceptibly.

"Okay, then I will try my best to teach you to forget about the world and be friendly."

"However, we can only help each other as fellow Taoists. Fellow Taoist monks don't need to take it too seriously."

Zhang Yifeng groaned and explained to Wangsu.

He had no intention of accepting a disciple, let alone doing these things in the world in Lu Shuang's memory.

"Of course, senior Zhang, don't worry, I have no intention of betraying my master."

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng agreed, Wangsu nodded quickly and replied.

Time flies by like a flash, and nearly a month has passed like this.

During this period of time, the losses caused by the evil cultivators' attack on Wushuang Sect have been fully recovered.

Zhang Yifeng also used his spare time to teach kendo concepts that he forgot about vulgar customs.

Judging from the time they spent together, Wangsu didn’t have much understanding of the way of the sword.

In order to help him lay the foundation, Zhang Yifeng spent half a month.

Under the guidance of Zhang Yifeng, Wangsu's swordsmanship also continued to improve by leaps and bounds.

Until now, the light that the red divine sword in his hand can emit has far exceeded what it was before.

And during this month, Zhang Yifeng and Lu Shuang were not idle, both of them were preparing for the unknown danger.

Lu Shuang locked himself in his room every day to practice, and with the help of Zhang Yifeng's refined elixirs, his cultivation continued to improve.

In addition, Lu Shuang also refined many things to prepare for emergencies.

Even Zhang Yifeng was secretly frightened when he saw some of these killer weapons.

On this day, Zhang Yifeng was instructing the practice of kendo in Wushuangmen's back mountain bamboo forest.

At this moment, a light cough suddenly came from a distance.

Zhang Yifeng looked back and saw that Lu Shuang had already arrived.

Zhang Yifeng reached out and counted the time, and his heart trembled.

"Fellow Taoist Wangsu, that's all for today's sword practice. I'm going to assist Little Brother Lu in his recovery."

Zhang Yifeng turned around and said softly to Wangsu who was sweating profusely.

"Yes, Senior Zhang!"

Upon hearing this, Wangsu immediately dismissed the red divine sword in his hand, then stood still and bowed deeply to Zhang Yifeng.

Although the two of them did not have the title of master and disciple, Wangsu treated Zhang Yifeng as his master during the process of practicing swordsmanship.

This is naturally because Zhang Yifeng's kendo prowess has earned Wangsu's respect and admiration.

It's not like he hasn't seen the master and Uncle Tianchenzi use swords.

But he felt from the bottom of his heart that the kendo skills of the master and his uncle were probably not as good as Zhang Yifeng.

Now after listening to Zhang Yifeng's instructions, Wangsu bowed and turned around and quickly left the bamboo forest.

On the way, I didn’t forget to say hello to Lu Shuang.

After the people left, Lu and both parties walked into the bamboo forest.

He raised his hand and a burst of light flew out of his sleeve, covering the entire bamboo forest.

This is a small toy that Lu Shuang refined within a month.

Hidden in his sleeve was an official disk, with many formations that could be used in daily life imprinted on it.

What is being deployed now is the formation to isolate outsiders from prying eyes.

"It should be almost time, right?"

Zhang Yifeng groaned and asked before Lu Shuang could speak.

During his stay at Wushuangmen, Zhang Yifeng often met Lu Shuang in the bamboo forest in the name of assisting him in his recovery.

Although some people in the door felt something was wrong, they still wanted to help Zhang Yifeng defeat the evil cultivators and protect the Wushuang Door.

Of course, there were also instructions from the leader Tian Fanzi, so no one came to disturb them.

This also ensured the secret communication between Zhang Yifeng and Lu Shuang.

"Well, there are still three days before Wanshu Pavilion will fall into my room."

"Be prepared in advance. I have an inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations."

Lu Shuang said with a slight frown. His words were not empty talk.

The closer the day came to Wanshu Pavilion, the sense of crisis always rose in his heart for no reason.

Obviously everything is going very smoothly these days. Lu Shuang even compared what happened on his memory pillow.

None of the results were different from what happened in his memory, but the faint feeling of uneasiness still hung over Lu Shuang's head.

"Then just wait and see what happens."

"By the way, those evil cultivators who were caught still didn't reveal any useful information?"

Zhang Yifeng groaned and saw that Lu Shuang was worried, so he immediately turned the topic to those evil cultivators who were sent to the torture hall.

After these evil cultivators were arrested and tortured, except for a few evil cultivators from small sects and small sects, they knew everything about them.

Other evil cultivator disciples such as the Evil Tail Sect and the Blood Clothes Sect are all tight-lipped.

No matter what method Elder Xing Yuan used, he could not pry open the mouths of these people.

Obviously, these evil cultivator disciples knew something, but they did not dare to speak out.

After all, the Wushuang Sect is an orthodox sect and cannot use underhanded means to forcefully obtain information.

This led to the interrogation in the execution hall, which lasted for nearly a month without obtaining any effective information.

"Well, those evil cultivators are very harsh, so I used the pretext of visiting them to secretly take a look."

Lu Shuang nodded. The reaction of these evil cultivators was also one of the reasons that made Lu Shuang wary.

Many of them seemed to have already expected that they would end up like this.

Ever since he entered the execution hall, he had not said a word and remained silent no matter how tortured and interrogated he was.

"Lu Shuang, is there any way you can send me to the execution hall?"

Zhang Yifeng was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked.

"Are you going to interrogate these evil cultivators in person?"

Lu Shuang reacted immediately when he heard this, and asked with fixed eyes.