Qin Fengming knelt on his knees, took the sword given by his master with both hands, and said: "This disciple must study swordsmanship diligently in the future and use this sword to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, uphold justice, and not bring discredit to our master."
Hall Master Zhang and his wife both nodded happily and waved for him to leave. Qin Fengming kowtowed to the master and his wife again before bidding farewell to the master and walking to his residence.
In this way, within the next half month, Qin Fengming learned the entire set of Piaoliu's Thirteen Styles of Swordsmanship, but to be proficient in it, it was definitely out of the question.
Every day after that, Qin Fengming went to a secluded place behind Danyun Peak to practice his sword skills. At night, he meditated and practiced the formulas. During these days, his master often gave him guidance on the practice of Qinggong formulas.
When Qin Fengming jumps now, his body is extremely nimble. With a slight jump on a half-foot-tall boulder, he can easily land on it. It is only a matter of time before he can jump like little senior sister Ruotong.
After learning a complete set of swordsmanship, Qin Fengming became even more diligent. He went to the back mountain to practice martial arts at dawn every day and only came back after dark.
Duan Meng and Yuan Kejian worked equally hard. They each found a secluded place to practice the secrets given by Hall Master Zhang.
Although the three of them lived in the same courtyard, the chances of meeting each other became less and less. But every time he saw Yuan Kejian, Qin Fengming realized that his eyes were full of hostility, but when he thought about it carefully, he had never offended him.
, I really can’t figure out the reason.
Shaking his head secretly, Qin Fengming could only put it away and ignore it.
In the blink of an eye, one year has passed. Qin Fengming does not practice swordsmanship diligently every day, but only meditates to practice the inner strength.
In his spare time, he would take out the gourd and play with it. Until then, the gourd had not changed. Every time, he would twist the lid hard, but he would be disappointed every time. The lid seemed to have grown on it and would not move at all.
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He also went to Baizhang Cliff to pay his respects to his master and his wife from time to time. Sometimes he even competed with his junior sister. The senior sister was surprised by his rapid progress. In just one year, the two of them were already fighting each other's offense and defense.
Within this year, Qin Fengming also met two senior brothers. The first senior brother, Yang Lan, was tall and mighty, with a dark purple complexion, and was twenty-two or three years old. The second senior brother, Lu Xuan, was handsome and unrestrained, with similar eyes.
Langxing, who was between eighteen and nineteen years old, looked at him with a cold eye and found that he had some similarities with his master.
Qin Fengming also discovered that the younger senior sister was extremely affectionate towards the second senior brother and only treated the senior brother with polite greetings.
The two senior brothers were very happy for Qin Fengming. The senior brother gave him a tube made of fine iron, which was as thick as a thumb and half a foot long. It had a large soybean hole at the front end and an organic bracket at the back, which could be connected to the arm.
Play three flying picks.
Lu Xuan gave him a small jade sword, which was as long as a palm. Although it was made of jade, it was also extremely sharp.
Although Qin Fengming's life was extremely boring during the year, he enjoyed it. Although sometimes he would think of his parents and relatives thousands of miles away. But there was one belief that supported him, that is, he
One must stand out and be successful in his studies. Only then can he be able to make his family's life better.
This idea is also the only purpose of Qin Fengming who left home at the age of ten and came to Luoxia Valley.
The place where Qin Fengming practices martial arts every day is in a small valley far away in the back mountain of Danyun Peak. Qin Fengming found that valley by himself after searching for a long time.
To get there, you have to walk several miles. At the beginning, when you entered the secret valley, there was no way to find it. However, after Qin Fengming walked back and forth for a year, a vague way appeared in the dense forest.
in the bushes.
When practicing martial arts every day, Qin Fengming would set out just as a grayish color appeared on the horizon. When he walked six or seven miles on the mountain road and reached the valley, the sky was only dim.
When he practiced swordsmanship for an hour and returned, breakfast had just begun.
This process has never changed during this year, even if it is windy, rainy, freezing and snowy, it has not changed at all.
On this day, Qin Fengming got up before dawn, sorted out his clothes, held the sword given by his master, pushed the door lightly, walked out of the courtyard, and ran straight to the small valley several miles away.
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Although the sky was still not bright, Qin Fengming had already walked this mountain road hundreds of times. Even if he closed his eyes, he could tell where there were rocks blocking the road and where there were ravines blocking the road. Therefore, without any delay, he walked on what Master Shi Zhan had done.
Under the professor's light body technique, he disappeared into the darkness very quickly.
Maybe it was because the sky was a little gloomy today, but when Qin Fengming came to the valley, the sky still didn't show any signs of getting brighter.
Qin Fengming didn't care at all about this. He took off a long gown on his body and placed it on a small tree on one side. As soon as his body moved, he wanted to unfold the sword technique and start today's practice.
But just when Qin Fengming bent down to put down his clothes and before he could stand upright, he suddenly heard a slight "crack" sound from a few feet away from him.
Then a faint, cold light flashed out from the bushes in the distance, as fast as thunder, and shot straight towards the soft spot on Qin Fengming's left side.
"Ah, no!"
Following that mechanical sound, Qin Fengming had already felt it. With a glance from the corner of his eye, the cold glimmer of Dao Sen had fallen into his eyes.
At this time, Qin Fengming tried to jump and dodge, but it was already difficult to do so. As he shouted, the long sword in his hand, along with the scabbard, instinctively slashed towards the direction of the cold light...
