Zhen Shang felt his body being gently picked up by Feng Ye, and then gently placed on a flat stone.
Then, she saw Feng Ye take out a clean bandage and a portion of milky white ointment, tear off some damaged edges of fabric on her body, clean the wounds one by one starting from her little feet, apply the ointment, and then wrap them
bandage.
That white ointment was so magical that after it was applied, her wound immediately stopped hurting and became cool and comfortable, with only a slight itching.
When Feng Ye dealt with the wound on her leg, she had recovered some strength and managed to sit up. She looked at Feng Ye nervously and said cautiously:
"That... that..."
"You can call me master or Mr. Fengye from now on, whichever you like."
Fengye smiled easily.
Of course, he could heal the injuries on Zhenshan's body with just a thought. The reason why he took so much trouble to get ointments and bandages to deal with them little by little was because he wanted to be more integrated into this world.
Because interesting things will not happen for many years, and it will not be interesting even ten years from now, so he plans to make the future more interesting and interfere with the future a little bit.
For example...accept Zhen Jian as a disciple.
There was no special reason for choosing her, it was just a whim and she was cute enough.
Listening to Feng Ye's gentle voice, Zhenji felt a little overwhelmed for a moment. She whimpered and didn't know how to respond. No one had been so gentle to her since she became an orphan.
"Okay, now lie down and don't move."
Fengye stroked her little head and asked her to lie down again, and then continued to treat the wounds on her body one by one. After bandaging them all, he withdrew his hand.
then.
Fengye turned his head and looked at the injured children on the other side who had all woken up after he had brought them to the top of the mountain.
"There are no traps on the mountain anymore, you can go down the mountain."
"Although you failed my test, you didn't run away either, so I give you these, it will bring you good luck."
Ding!
As he spoke, Fengye waved his hand, and several coins of the lowest denomination fell in front of the children, who picked them up one by one.
Although it is the lowest denomination coin, at least it can buy one piece of dough, and it can last for several days if you eat it slowly. Therefore, the children were immediately happy and their previous depression was gone.
"Thank you... thank you..."
After expressing their gratitude to Fengye one after another, they went down the mountain road again.
Feng Ye watched several people leave, then looked back.
Although these children were just passers-by from the beginning, just foils for Zhen Jian, they were lucky enough to participate in the events he arranged, so he would not be too stingy.
The coins given away are not the point, what he said is the point. These coins are all wrapped with a little bit of 'luck', which is enough for those children to do well in the future, become officials or rich people, and change their destiny.
certainly.
Compared to Zhen Sheng's luck, what they received was insignificant.
Zhenji was sitting on the stone, with some bandages wrapped around her two calves. She looked at the children leaving down the mountain, and a lot of the anxiety in her heart disappeared.
Feng Ye is a good person.
She thought silently in her heart.
When Feng Ye turned around, he saw that Zhen Shi had changed from a sitting position to a kneeling position towards him, saluting him respectfully.
"Master."
There was respect in Zhen Sheng's voice.
Although she is still a child, she is smart and knows many things.
"Let's go."
"Let's go down the mountain."
Feng Ye smiled, pulled her up, and walked down the mountain holding her hand.
The direction is not the small town where we came from, but another direction, deeper into the mountains and forests.
Zhenji followed Fengye obediently and walked a long way through the mountains and forests. When he finally walked out of the woods, the front suddenly opened up and a wide canyon appeared.
A clear river flows through the canyon.
There are several small and medium-sized wooden houses on one side of the canyon, which look like a paradise.
"From today on, you will live here with me, and I will teach you...swordsmanship."
Fengye had already thought about what kind of power he would give to Zhenshan, and that was swordsmanship.
The power system that humans in this world have is breathing techniques and swordsmanship, but he will not teach breathing techniques. What he will teach Zhenshi is pure swordsmanship. As for how far she can learn it, it all depends on her own ability.
.
"To survive in the world, strength is indispensable. You passed my test with your own efforts. I hope you can also master the power of survival with your own efforts."
"yes."
Zhen Shi nodded vigorously.
She understands that becoming Feng Ye's disciple is a rare opportunity. She will learn from Feng Ye the ability to survive in this world, and of course she will not slack off.
She is willing to make every effort to survive.
"It's already very late today. Let's go get something to eat first. We'll start tomorrow."
Fengye smiled easily.
He was also very satisfied with Zhenshen's intelligence and serious attitude. He didn't need to say anything more to her, as long as she said the last sentence, she would understand and work hard.
But this is normal. After all, Rinaki Sakonji is the predecessor's water pillar, and all his disciples are trained as future "pillars". Of course, no one who can be selected by him will be bad.
Masaki died in the trial of the Demon Slayer Corps. Insufficient strength was partly the reason, but the other reason was bad luck, because the strength of the demon slayer was slightly over the limit in the trial.
…
The next day.
The morning sun rises, and its soft light dispels the darkness in the canyon.
On an open grassland, Zhen Shi stood there quietly holding a wooden sword in his hand.
Compared to yesterday, her appearance has changed a lot. All the bandages on her body have been removed, all wounds have healed, and her whole body has been carefully cleaned by Feng Ye, and she has also put on a clean dress embroidered with cherry blossom petals.
kimono.
From a dirty little beggar to a princess born into a noble family.
"No matter what you do in this world, you should imitate first and then create."
"The same goes for swordsmanship."
"The origin of all swordsmanship is only the first point, which is slashing."
Feng Yezhan was beside Zhen Shen, narrating calmly.
"When you know enough about slashing and master the basics, you will naturally be able to explore the direction of swordsmanship that suits you."
"I will take you to do it again next time, and only this time, you can really feel it."
As Feng Ye spoke, he walked behind Zhen Shen, stretched out his hands from behind and walked around her body, grasped the hilt of the wooden sword, and wrapped it around her little hand.
Zhen Yan also maintained an extremely serious state, remembering what Feng Ye just said word for word, showing a very serious expression.
Feng Ye just held her hand, led her to lift the wooden sword in her hand, and then swung it forward lightly.
The movements are natural and perfect without any flaws.
laugh!
A beam of green light burst out from the tip of the wooden sword, flew straight out for dozens of meters, and penetrated through an ancient tree as thick as an arm's length dozens of meters away.
Under Zhenji's somewhat shocked and disbelieving gaze, he saw the thick old tree dozens of meters away. A clear black line appeared from the bottom, and then slowly collapsed.
boom!!
The huge tree crown hit the ground, making the nearby ground seem to shake.
"this……"
Zhen Shi looked at the wooden sword in his hand in disbelief.
Being led by Feng Ye to make the slashing action, she felt the process extremely clearly. She did not experience any heavy power or incredible speed!
But with such a simple swing, a beam of brilliant sword light was unleashed, cutting off an ancient tree dozens of meters away. What an incredible power it was!
It feels like a dream.
She knew yesterday that Feng Ye was going to teach her swordsmanship. Although she was an orphan, she had seen samurai and swordsmen, and even seen samurai fighting with swords.
The swordsmanship she originally expected to learn was something like that, but the result completely shattered her previous imagination. It was not the ordinary thing she thought at all!
"Swing your sword."
Feng Ye let go of his hand, took a step back, smiled and said, "...try to find the feeling just now, and try to grasp it!"
He has taught Maoshan the essence of swordsmanship, and he will wait and see with interest as to what level of swordsman Maoshan can become in a few years, and whether he can surpass the Hashiras of the Demon Slayer Corps and even the Twelve Demons.