The next day, Liu Zheji limped towards the sword hall. Behind him, the two senior brothers yesterday looked at Liu Zheji's back with some worry.
"It seems that another junior brother is about to fall into the clutches of the devil." The senior brother on the left shook his head.
"This kid recovers so quickly, it seems he will get the focus of senior sister." The senior brother on the left said again.
The senior brother on the right nodded in agreement. When they entered the sword hall, they were all abused by the senior sister. Liu Zheji was the first one to insist on coming to the school after a night passed.
The classroom in the sword hall was very large, with tables, chairs and benches all available. Liu Zheji suspected that he had come to a secular school as soon as he entered. There were not many people in the school at this time. In order to keep a low profile, he randomly picked a seat at the back.
Come down.
Liu Zheji just heard that it was still some time before classes started, so he simply lay down on the table and fell asleep.
After a while, a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walked outside the classroom. He looked at the disciples in the classroom in groups of twos and threes, and couldn't help but snorted.
Many disciples seemed unhappy when they saw their teacher, and immediately sat upright and listened to the middle-aged man's lecture.
With the sword hall token, you are a member of the sword hall, and you can naturally participate in the daily classes organized by the sword hall. Except for the morning classes and evening classes, which are mandatory classes in the sword hall every day, the rest can be freely arranged.
The first morning class has passed, and Liu Zheji is attending the second class, which is led by Huang Yuxing, the second captain of the sword hall. Since the first compulsory class is very early, many disciples have gone back to sleep in after finishing the class, so only Liao
The Liao people were in the sword hall.
Huang Yuxing seemed dissatisfied with the few people in the sword hall, and he was even more dissatisfied when he saw someone sleeping in his class.
"It seems that my class is not attractive to everyone. If you don't want to take it, don't come here in the future!" Huang Yuxing instantly condensed a dim ball of light in his hand, and then threw it towards Liu Zheji, who was in his sleep.
Suddenly he woke up, and when he saw the ball of light in front of him, he instinctively opened his mouth.
"No!" Huang Yuxing originally just wanted to teach Liu Zheji a lesson, but he didn't expect Liu Zheji to swallow his real balloon. He just wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
In the horrified eyes of Huang Yuxing and other disciples, Liu Zheji swallowed Huang Yuxing's real balloon in one gulp, and then burped. A stream of green smoke came out along with the burp, and everyone was stunned.
Huang Yuxing was also stunned. He stared at his hand for a long time. Even if he reduced his strength, Liu Zheji would not be unscathed.
"Well, sir, can we start class now?" Liu Zheji said with a smile.
"Oh...oh." Huang Yuxing nodded blankly and started his class.
Liu Zheji's smiling face was a little stiff at this time. Although his body was powerful, it was impossible for him to swallow the real balloon. Just now, he just acted subconsciously. When the real balloon entered his mouth, Liu Zheji used his teeth to swallow it.
He bit it into pieces, and the price he paid was that his upper and lower rows of teeth were now extremely loose, and he felt blood seeping out of his gums.
"Junior brother, are you okay?" A senior brother in the front row couldn't help but look back at Liu Zheji and found that blood was dripping from his mouth, and he suddenly asked worriedly.
"Sister...four." As soon as Liu Zheji spoke, a large stream of blood gushes out of his mouth, frightening the senior brother.
"Faxin, Hungry Me Four, Hungry Son Four, it's electric." Liu Zheji's vague words made the senior brother stunned. It took him a long time to understand that Liu Zheji was talking about his missing tooth.
"It's okay." Senior brother shook his head and turned back.
At this time, Huang Yuxing had just started teaching today's course.
"Since there is a new junior here today, let me give a basic lesson today." Huang Yuxing also noticed that Liu Zheji's mouth was bleeding, but seeing the look on his face as he listened carefully to the class, Huang Yuxing could only hold on.
Scalp continued talking.
"Our Zhongxu Academy was founded in 878 of the Han Dynasty. In fact, going back further, our Zhongxu Academy already existed before the founding of the Han Dynasty." When Huang Yuxing mentioned this, Liu Zheji suddenly raised his hand and said, "Four Chiefs
, what do you call a big man?"
"Before the Han Dynasty???" Huang Yuxing thought for a long time before he figured out that what Liu Zheji wanted to ask was what the name of Zhongxu Academy was before the Han Dynasty. He explained with a black line on his face: "Before the founding of the Han Dynasty, Zhongxu Academy was Li Zheji's name.
There is a folk force in Zhongzhou named Zhongxu Group. Zhongxu Group has a long history. It existed when the territory of Han Dynasty was transferred to Zhongzhou.
"Always take the four-kidney horse?" Liu Zheji's unclear voice came from behind the class again, and a vein popped up in Huang Yuxing's temple.
"Zhongzhou is a huge country in the Great Wilderness. In its heyday, it occupied a large area of land in the southwest of the Great Wilderness. Even we Han people are only a very small piece of land within the Zhongzhou Land."
Huang Yuxing glanced at Liu Zheji and was puzzled. Those who could enter Zhongxu Mountain were the descendants of big families. Generally, big families had records about Zhongzhou. Why would Liu Zheji ask such a question?
"Oh." Liu Zheji nodded. This was the first time he heard the word "Great Wilderness". As for Zhongzhou, he had only heard it mentioned once by Tsing Yi Young Master and others a few years ago.
At this time, Liu Zheji suddenly thought, isn't Xiaoyaofeng a sect from Zhongzhou?
The class time passed quickly. Huang Yuxing breathed a long sigh of relief. It was finally over. Liu Zheji almost tortured Huang Yuxing crazy. A good class turned into a guessing game. When the class was over, he usually liked to sit down in class.
Huang Yuxing ran out of the sword hall as if he were running away. Liu Zheji still had some questions he didn't ask. He was about to find Huang Yuxing after class, but when he looked up, he was gone.
"Four evil..." Liu Zheji opened his bloody mouth and grabbed a senior brother who was about to leave. When the other brother saw it was him, without saying a word, he exploded with all his energy and shook Liu Zheji away. He was like lightning.
Ran out of class.
"..."
Liu Zheji listened carefully to the next few classes. At the same time, he also had many questions.
Secondly, Zhang Hongyuan must have told the people behind him the purpose of coming to Zhongxu Academy. As for why the other party has not made any move yet, Liu Zheji can actually guess that his own strength is too low, while the other party's strength and ideas are too low.
It's unfathomable. If you want to get that mysterious man's attention, you have to do something in the academy. If you want to do something, you definitely need strength. It all seems to be back to the starting point.
"No matter where you are, strength is still respected." The person behind Zhang Hongyuan has already given Liu Zheji a ticket. If he wants to go further, he needs to work hard on his own. Whether he can see Gu Meng'er again depends entirely on his strength.
Liu Zheji listened to a whole day of classes in the sword hall. Finally, in the evening, the most important class of the day began!
At this time, the sword hall was already full of people, including disciples in green shirts and disciples in white shirts. The two were clearly separated, with green shirts sitting in the front row and white shirts sitting in the back row.
After waiting for a moment, a petite figure slowly walked in from the door. She had a frosty face and held a long sword. The moment she entered the sword hall, everyone stood up in unison.
"Disciples, pay homage to our teacher."
Liu Zheji followed the others and stood up with a confused look on his face. When he saw the woman's face clearly, his head buzzed. His memory was not bad enough to forget what happened last night.
"Sir? Isn't it Senior Sister?" Liu Zheji murmured to himself.
The disciple in white next to him heard what he said and reminded: "Senior sister became the substitute teacher half a year ago. The hall leader and deputy hall master are busy with work, and senior sister is very capable, so now she teaches on behalf of the teacher."
Liu Zheji nodded, feeling sad. It seemed that he had offended the wrong person.
"We, the disciples of the Sword Hall, have all arrived today. Today I would like to introduce to you the new junior brother, Liu Zheji!" the black-haired senior sister said coldly.
"Arrived!" Liu Zheji stood up immediately.
"Okay." The girl nodded and motioned for him to sit down.
"Is this the end?" Liu Zheji scratched his head in confusion.
"Everyone, remember, this junior fellow student is called Liu Zheji. He just came here yesterday and took three moves from me!" After the senior sister said this, there was an uproar in the sword hall.
Before Liu Zheji understood what was going on, the disciple in white next to him looked at him with admiration and said, "Junior brother! You are really good. You are the second new disciple in half a year to be able to take on the three moves of senior sister."
"Huh?" Liu Zheji was confused. Is there anything else to say?
Although the senior brother next to him didn't tell him what he had to say, he looked at the jealous, appreciative, or angry expressions of the disciples below, and he immediately knew that it was definitely not a good thing.
"Remember, my name is Jiang Nichang." The senior sister suddenly flashed and stood beside Liu Zheji. Before Liu Zheji could answer, Jiang Nichang flashed again and returned to the podium.
"Today is the first day of my junior brother's arrival. In order to welcome him, we will explain the basics of swordsmanship in today's class!"
After Jiang Nichang finished speaking, Liu Zheji saw that all the disciples listened intently, and Liu Zheji couldn't help but look forward.
Jiang Nichang vividly raised the sword in his hand and waved it.
"Acquired warriors practice martial arts! Innate warriors practice martial arts! And transformation warriors practice martial arts. There are thousands of martial arts and martial arts in the world, but only swordsmanship can form a series of its own!"
Jiang Nichang said, and began to practice a sword technique in front of the stage, "The origin of swordsmanship is that one sword can defeat all techniques. The acquired sword spirit can surpass the innate to challenge the innate warrior. The innate warrior understands the artistic conception of the sword, which is comparable to a strike of transformation!"
As he spoke, Jiang Nichang's long sword suddenly spit out a ray of white light. This white light was so dazzling that when it rose into the air, the entire sword hall was filled with white light.
"The realm of swords is invincible. In your realm, you are the king and can be defeated by any martial arts!"
The white light dissipated, and Jiang Nichang's petite body appeared in the front desk. At this time, she had put away her long sword, and the white light also disappeared.
"I hope I have learned something from you today." Jiang Nichang finished speaking and walked out of the sword hall.
"? Is this the end?" Liu Zheji hadn't reacted yet. He only listened to Jiang Nichang talk a lot of mysterious nonsense and then practiced a sword move. The class was over. When he looked at the others in confusion, at this time
Everyone closed their eyes, and some were shaking their heads as if they were intoxicated, as if they were comprehending what they had just experienced.
Liu Zheji felt as if he had missed something. In fact, it was not his fault. He was not a pure swordsman.
Naturally, he could not understand the mystery of swordsmanship. After the enlightenment was over, a kind-hearted senior brother specifically told him.
"Junior brother, you have just come here, and you have to learn many things slowly. Now that you have joined my sword hall, you should practice your sword well, and you can put the other skills aside for the time being."
Liu Zheji frowned. He could put aside the martial arts, but this sword technique sounded difficult to practice. If he wasted his time on it, his plans would be pushed back to the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.
Most of the disciples of the sword hall have been practicing in the sword hall since they were young, so from the beginning of their studies, they have been exposed to swordsmanship, and Liu Zheji is a half-way monk. This kind of thing is not common in Zhongxu Academy. Even if there are half-way monks, they will be assigned to them.
In Xiedao Hall, there are few people like Liu Zheji.
In the evening, Liu Zheji was walking around Jiantang. As he walked, he came to a strange place. There was no grass growing above Jianfeng, but when he got here, it changed. Some purple grass formed a lawn. The surface of the grass was
It was extremely smooth, as if it had been coated with a layer of foil. On the lawn, a black-haired girl sat cross-legged on it, with an unsheathed sword stuck in the soil beside her.
"Have you figured it out?" Jiang Nichang opened her eyes and said calmly,
Liu Zheji was silent for a long time and shook his head, "My way is different from the way of swordsmanship."
"What are you?"
"I am..." Liu Zheji choked suddenly. He still hadn't figured out what path he was taking.
Jiang Nishang danced the sword again, and under the moonlight, little bits of fluorescent light continued to shine down from the sword.
"There are three thousand great ways in the world. If there is no way you want, then create one yourself." After dancing a set of sword techniques, Jiang Nichang sighed and sat down. She sheathed her long sword and threw it to Liu Zheji.
"This sword is called 'Qingwu'. It is the sword that I have carried for ten years. I hope that with its help, you can find your own way." Jiang Nichang finished speaking and disappeared into the moonlight.
"Why?" Liu Zheji didn't understand what he meant. Why would Jiang Nichang give her a sword to him?
"Because you are very much like me before, confused, at a loss, and arrogant about your genius. The gift of the sword was completely random, so you don't have to worry about it." After saying that, Jiang Nichang's voice gradually faded away.
"Qingwu?" Liu Zheji stroked the iron sword, which was already stained with some damage. The sword was of ordinary quality, but it had gained some spirituality under the warmth of Jiang Nichang's sword. Perhaps he was aware of the master's departure.
Go, "Qingwu" whines softly, the sound is long and full of melancholy.
"I will take good care of you." Liu Zheji put Qingwu back into the scabbard, and his heart became firm again.
"One sword can defeat all magic?" Liu Zheji smiled softly.
"It's just a trail."
After that, Liu Zheji attended classes for three days in a row without missing Tangtang. Three days later, Liu Zheji never went to the sword hall for another class.
"Do you think the new boy is too arrogant?" In the sword hall, several disciples in white gathered together, and one of them with a green stubble on his face whispered.
"Humph, Senior Brother Liu, if you don't talk today, I would like to talk about him. You don't know yet, right? Senior Sister gave him all her swords!" The one who spoke this time was a disciple in Tsing Yi, and his face was a little childish.
, but his cultivation is already that of a warrior in the innate realm.
"What! Senior sister gave him all the swords??"
There were screams of exclamation all around, and Senior Brother Liu's face suddenly turned ugly when he heard the news.
"Enough is enough!" Huang Yuxing slapped the table angrily. There weren't many people in his class, but he managed to get a few people together to chat in his class.
Everyone immediately lowered their heads after hearing this. At this time, Senior Brother Liu quietly moved to the disciple in green and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, this boy is so favored by Senior Sister, but he has not made any progress at all. Should we teach him a lesson?"
"Isn't this bad?" Junior Brother Zhang looked hesitant.
"Not good? Junior brother, I'm not saying that. I think you are the only one who deserves to own Senior Sister's sword. He is an acquired martial artist, so forget it if he doesn't take classes well. I also heard that he doesn't practice swordsmanship! He doesn't practice swordsmanship in my sword hall.
All the good intentions of senior sister have been disappointed."
Junior Brother Zhang thought about it carefully, and indeed, although the sword hall did not explicitly stipulate that the sword hall disciples should learn swordsmanship, almost all the sword hall disciples were swordsmen. Now that someone suddenly came out, he would definitely be criticized by everyone.
.
"I will contact a few more junior brothers, and then we will give him a color together!" Senior Brother Liu said.
"Yes." Junior Brother Zhang nodded and agreed.
Senior Brother Liu is relatively senior in the sword hall. His talent is not high. When he entered the academy, he had to rely on many connections to get into the sword hall. He also cherished this hard-won opportunity.
, he practices swordsmanship diligently every day, but unfortunately he lacks talent, and until now he is only a perfect warrior.
Liu Zheji didn't work hard at all, which in his eyes had violated his moral principles. Everyone was working hard to practice swordsmanship, why didn't you practice? This is why Brother Liu was hostile to Liu Zheji.
As for Jiang Nichang's sword, he didn't care who he gave it to, but when he gave it to Liu Zheji, he felt very dissatisfied.