Chang Muyin held a sword in one hand, her black hair that reached her waist swaying in the wind, and the surrounding maple leaves slowly rotated around her exquisite body under the cover of internal force.

"Huh~"

The inner strength converged, and the surrounding maple leaves fell one after another. Chang Muyin looked at Xiao Yueming, whose face was dull, and couldn't help but feel smug in his heart, and asked with a smile: "Little Guitou, why do you want to learn martial arts?"

Xiao Yueming replied without thinking: "No reason, I just don't want to waste these hard-won years."

"Oh? I thought you were learning martial arts for revenge." Chang Muyin was a little surprised by Xiao Yueming's answer.

Xiao Yueming did not respond to Chang Muyin, but turned to look at him: "Then do you want to teach, or not?"

Xiao Yueming still has some confidence, otherwise she would not show her sword skills in front of her for no reason.

"Little ghost head, do you know how many people in this world want to get my martial arts inheritance? If this "Twelve Styles of Cutting Leaves" is placed in the martial arts world, not to mention ordinary people in the world, even the leaders of big sects will be unable to bear it.

Just take action and rob it."

Chang Muyin looked proud, a little dissatisfied with Xiao Yueming's previous attitude, and emphasized the status of his unique skills in the world.

"Who doesn't know about Sister Mu Yin's martial arts skills? Even Xu Heng, the leader of the Dao Sect, has to pay his respects to my sister personally when he comes."

Xiao Yueming had a flattering look on her face. As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves. He will still expect her to teach him martial arts in the future. If he makes her unhappy and secretly hides her skills, he will be in big trouble.

Chang Muyin looked at Xiao Yueming, who was as big as a brat, and raised his red lips: "You brat, thanks to your Uncle Xu for extending your life regardless of the cost, if you say bad things about him in the blink of an eye, you might forget about me too in the future.

It’s all clean.”

Xiao Yueming broke out in a cold sweat and said anxiously: "How dare you? From now on, only my sister will follow your lead and tell me to go west and never fly south."

"Hmm~"

Chang Mu was deeply impressed and ordered: "From now on, you can take over the housework, so that Qian'er can relax and let her play chess with me more."

"Take a look, it's really a woman's heart that goes to the bottom of her heart. She was tricked by this accident."

Xiao Yueming once again endured pain that should not be endured at this age.

"Sister is right, it's time to lighten some of the burden on Qian'er. With a man like me here, how can we make women work so hard?" Xiao Yueming clapped her chest with her small hands.

Mouth, speak righteously.

Chang Muyin looked at him and couldn't help but feel a little funny, thinking, "It seems that with this little devil here, my life will be a lot more fun."

"Okay, don't be so talkative. You can learn martial arts from me if you want, but your skills are really unsightly. If you want to master the basic skills first, you should practice Zama Step first."

When Xiao Yueming heard that he was going to practice horse stance, he immediately bent his legs and made a not very standard horse stance.

Chang Muyin looked at Xiao Yueming, who was in a funny posture, and the corner of his mouth curved in a nice arc: "This is not an ordinary horse step. Just follow me and you will know. I will wait for you by the pool and give you half a stick of incense. If

If you are late, there will be no dinner."

After Chang Muyin said that, he tapped his toes on the ground, flew up high with his light figure, stepped on the tree trunks and disappeared into the maple forest.

Xiao Yueming looked at the empty maple forest, regained consciousness, and chased with his short legs and shouted: "Hey! Wait for me, my legs can't sprint fast!"

There are several wooden stakes as thick as bowls stuck in the center of the clear water pool. This is a spring, and daily drinking water is also collected here.

"Hufufu, I'm exhausted."

Xiao Yueming lay sprawled on the lawn and fell to the ground. It seemed that he was very tired.

"If you still want to learn martial arts like this, get up quickly."

Chang Muyin kicked Xiao Yueming on the butt, causing him to scream in pain.

Xiao Yueming looked sad, covering her slightly trembling hook with her little hand.

Chang Muhe pointed at the pool with his slender jade finger and said: "If you see those pillars, go and ride on them."

"This is too perverted, who is so busy planting stakes in the pool?" Xiao Yueming yelled.

"Oh, this is what I originally used for sword practice. Do you have any questions, little ghost head?" Chang Muhe said calmly and calmly.

Xiao Yueming immediately climbed up the wooden pile with a lunge and assumed a horse stance, but his short legs were trembling, and he felt like he would fall off at any time and fall into the water.

Chang Muhe looked at the shaky Xiao Yueming and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, let's set a small goal first and stick to it for three hours."

"What, three hours? Why don't you just let me reach the peerless state in one step." Xiao Yueming only dared to urinate in his heart. He was in unspeakable pain and could only bear it silently.

After half a stick of incense

"Plop~"

The sound of falling water broke the silence. Xiao Yueming, soaked all over, struggled to climb onto the shore, breathing heavily.

Chang Muyin, who was meditating cross-legged, closed his eyes and said, "After resting for half a stick of incense, continue."

In this way, Xiao Yueming began his happy journey of standing incense. From the beginning, he could only hold on to half a stick of incense, then one stick of incense, three hours, and finally one day.

two months later

At dusk, the setting sun stretched Xiao Yueming's shadow, and everything in sight was covered with a layer of light gold.

Xiao Yueming stood on the wooden stake, motionless. His exposed calves had developed some muscles, his skin was tanned by the sun, and his resolute face looked more masculine than before.

"Plop~" Xiao Yueming jumped into the water.

"That's right. Being able to persist for twelve hours means that your basic skills are solid and you are ready to practice swordplay. I'll be waiting for you in the Maple Leaf Forest in the west at noon tomorrow."

Chang Muyin still has a good impression of this little devil. Although he complained a little, he did not compromise in his actions. He once pretended to leave and secretly observed him, and found that he was no different from when he was present.

Sheng means satisfaction.

Seeing Chang Muyin leaving, Xiao Yueming also got up and prepared to leave. Thinking that he could officially practice sword practice tomorrow, he couldn't help but be secretly excited, "My hard work for two months has not been in vain. I can finally practice sword practice!"

"Yue Ming, why are you still practicing martial arts? Come back for dinner quickly. I made your favorite braised chicken wings." Qian'er's clear and pleasant voice sounded.

Looking at the beautiful figure waving to him in the distance, Xiao Yueming felt a warm feeling in his heart, clenched his fists, and walked towards home.

After dinner, Chang Muyin and Xi'er went out to enjoy the moon. Xiao Yueming was not that leisurely and elegant, so he went to bed early.

Xiao Yueming was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, with scenes of his parents' tragic death lingering in his mind, passing by, with blood red and screams everywhere.

Patting her head fiercely, Xiao Yueming turned over and looked at the window. The dark night sky was dotted with stars. "It is said that people will become stars in the sky after death. Father, mother, are you looking at me in the sky now?"

?”

Xiao Yueming murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!