"For you, enduring hardship is also a kind of training!" Qingxu looked at him and replied calmly.

Shura looked at Qingxu and nodded and replied: "Disciple understands that when he returns to the mountain gate, he must practice well with his master."

Qingxu looked at him and shook his head: "After you return to Tianhuang, you and Yueying will leave your cultivation to your senior sister and senior brother. As a teacher, you have to cultivate your own way, so how can you have time to care about such small things like yours?"

Shura was startled and blurted out: "What if the disciple encounters a problem that he doesn't understand in his practice?"

The sixth senior brother sitting aside looked at him and said: "Only if the six of us can't solve the problem for you, you can ask the master."

"That's it." Shura replied honestly.

The fire in front of the three of them gradually dimmed, and Brother Six threw some more branches into it.

I don't know how much time passed, but Shura looked at Qingxu, leaned forward slightly and asked, "Who can I ask for advice if I want to practice the nameless sword technique?"

"You can ask any senior brother or sister for advice on the basics of swordsmanship, but you can only rely on yourself to gradually learn the swordsmanship. After all, no one has practiced that swordsmanship since I got it."

Qingxu looked at him with some regret. In his opinion, if he was not obsessed with the study of Taoism, he might try to practice it when he got this swordsmanship book.

It might give him more insight into Taoism. However, by the time he understood this truth, he was already deeply immersed in the new Taoism and couldn't control it anymore, and he was not in the mood to practice sword practice anymore.

"In this case, after returning to the mountain, this disciple will have to consult with his senior brothers and sisters for advice."

Shura was a little tired from running around for days, but his eyes were brighter. He looked at Sixth Senior Brother and said, "For this, Sixth Senior Brother will have to work hard in the future."

Senior Brother Six looked at him and laughed and said, "As long as you can bear the beating, you are welcome to come to me at any time."

When Shura heard this, a cold wind rushed into his neck. He couldn't help but shrink his neck, looked at him and replied: "If you ask for advice on swordsmanship, do you still have to fight with your senior brother?"

Qingxu was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "Isn't it because you fought against the killers along the way to practice? There is no fixed formula for swordsmanship practice, as long as you are willing to understand it."

"After all, my disciple's level is too low. When I break through a few more levels, I might as well ask my senior brothers and sisters for advice. I'm just going to get beaten. I'm not afraid!"

Shura Xindao had been killed twice on his way here, and that night at home, he had been struggling between life and death. Wasn't it just making a sword and getting beaten? Isn't it more terrible than death?

The three masters and apprentices chatted for a while, but in the end they didn't come to any useful conclusions.

It's just that Qingxu planned to use medicinal herbs to temper the bodies of Shura and Yueying at the next inn where they stayed overnight.

In his opinion, Shura who has not tempered his body can at least break through to the third level of Qi refining after completing his first body tempering. After Yueying tempers his body, he might be able to successfully refine his Qi and start practicing.

As soon as Shura heard this and walked forward, the master was about to temper his body, and couldn't help but giggle as he leaned on his sixth brother.

His master finally accepted the two disciples he picked up from a roadside restaurant.

...

The four masters and apprentices went all the way and finally arrived at Lingshui Town, not far from Tianshui County, at noon the next day.

Qingxu found an inn called Haoke to stay. Brother Six took the horse and carriage to the backyard to feed the horses. Shura pulled Yueying and followed the master into the inn.

After a quick lunch, I settled down in the small courtyard behind the inn, intending to rest here for two days, first to rest and second, to complete the first body tempering for my two disciples.

"I believe you are already familiar with the nameless swordsmanship. You also have an existing sword. When do you plan to start practicing the basic moves in this swordsmanship?" Qingxu looked at him with a smile from the living room of the inn.

Shura said.

Shura thought about it, looked at him and smiled bitterly: "If we go by what is written in this swordsmanship, my disciple's mastery of this iron sword is not good enough at the moment. I guess he will practice with some murderous swords after tempering his body."

After hearing this, Qingxu nodded and replied: "That's right. I think of you as the sixth senior brother, and forget that you are only in the realm of qi refining."

Senior Brother Six asked the inn's waiter to boil two large buckets of hot water, while Qingxu went to the inn's kitchen to boil a large pot of concoction.

In the afternoon, Shura and his sister Yueying each stayed in two wooden barrels to take medicinal baths. Shura, who was enduring the severe pain of high temperature, had no choice but to temporarily take off his mask, because the medicinal juice and high temperature made him feel worse.

The feeling of death.

Yueying, who was hiding in the barrel, tightly grasped the edge of the wooden root with her small hands, and then felt a stream of air rushing around in her stomach. She was about to call her brother for help...

I saw Shura taking off the mask and revealing his ferocious face. He couldn't help but be startled and stopped shouting. He silently watched bursts of green smoke coming out of his brother's barrel, and thought to himself that my brother had just

It's a monster.

Qingxu looked at the two silent little guys hiding in the tub, and smiled with satisfaction: "It's enough to soak for an hour, don't waste these precious medicinal materials!"

Yueying snorted softly upon hearing this, indicating that she could bear it.

Shura looked at his sister and said, "Sister, please bear with me. As long as you endure the pain for the first time, maybe you can start practicing from today."

"Brother, I feel like the air in my stomach is about to rush out of my body. What should I do if I feel so uncomfortable?" Yueying, who was hiding in the tub, held back the pain all over her body and said to him.

Shura was stunned for a moment, and after a while he said: "It's okay, if you feel pain, just shout out loud, no one will laugh at you."

Then Qingxu and Sixth Brother, who were making tea in the living room, heard Yueying's thin scream.

"Ah! Ah! Brother, help me!"

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Six was about to run out the door, but was stopped by Qingxu: "This guy came up with bad ideas for my sister... It's a good idea to just let them go and shout out if you can't help but shout out."

The sixth senior brother trembled, looked at his husband and said with a smile: "This guy actually gave my sister a bad idea."

"He can hold back his screams, which is already very good." Qingxu was still very satisfied with his junior brother.

It was also the first time for the two brothers to temper their bodies. Shura was only one year older than Yueying, but he really loved and cared for this little girl like an elder brother, which finally gave him a warm feeling in his gradually cooling Taoist heart.

There is still love in the world, and it is worth giving.

It was not until an hour later that the water in the bucket gradually cooled down that Shura and Yueying climbed out of the bucket one after another and ran back to the room to change into clean clothes.

Yueying changed into a blue floral cotton-padded jacket, and Shura changed into a black linen gown.

Yueying came over and stretched out her hand to gently touch the scar on Shura's face, and said softly: "Brother's wound seems to be shallower than before. Will it heal after a few more medicinal baths?"

Shura shook his head, put the mask on his face casually, smiled at her and said, "It doesn't matter, brother is used to it."

While talking, the two of them came all the way to the living room. Looking at the dumbfounded Sixth Senior Brother and Qingxu, Shura asked: "Master, is there something wrong with Senior Brother?"

Qingxu didn't speak, but took Yueying's hand and began to investigate. "I didn't expect that Yueying had just taken a medicinal bath to temper her body for the first time, and she was already at the second level of Qi refining."

"It's weird. Your brother is even weirder. He obviously made the same potion as you. You are on the second level, but he broke through from the first level to the fourth level. It's really incredible."

Qingxu looked at the two and laughed heartily. The two little guys gave him a big surprise.

The sixth senior brother nodded and said with a smile: "In this way, when the junior sister returns to the mountain, you can start practicing with the senior sister. The third senior sister has started practicing. The junior brother is even more powerful. You will have to practice sword practice all the way from tomorrow on."

When Shura heard this, he lowered his head and said nothing. After a while, he said softly: "This disciple has not yet started swordsmanship. He has only broken through a few realms. He is not worthy of such a surprise from Master and Sixth Senior Brother."

Qingxu took a look and said, "It's great that you think so."

Yueying also followed Shura and said: "Yueying is on the way back to the mountain. You can start learning archery from your brother."

Qingxu laughed, looked at her and replied: "I will ask your sixth brother to sell all those weapons and leave the bows and arrows for you to practice on the road."

When the sixth senior brother heard this, he laughed and said: "Sold by me, I can buy some new clothes for my senior brothers and sisters in the mountains. Returning to the mountains this time will make them happy."

Upon hearing this, Yueying pulled Shura and asked, "Can my sister go shopping with Sixth Senior Brother?"

Shura couldn't help laughing when he heard this, looked at her and replied: "Of course, master and I will wait for you at the inn."

Qingxu was going to take a break, and Shura wanted to go to the courtyard to practice the nameless sword technique.

When he thought of his nameless swordsmanship, Shura was stunned. He looked at Qingxu who was about to go back to his room and asked: "Master, how should I practice with this iron sword? What does it have to do with the nameless swordsmanship?"

The teacher looked at his confused look and said: "When I return to the mountain, I will teach you the method of moving Qi. This will be the same as your swordsmanship. It will be perfect."

"The realm of perfection? Is there a relationship between the two?" Shura looked at him, somewhat puzzled.

Qingxu ignored him and continued to teach: "Similar to the wind and rain, there are certain skills in drawing out and sheathing the sword. If you don't understand, you can try cutting the wind and snow in the small courtyard."

"For an excellent swordsman, the sword is a part of his body. Every sword you swing has the same strength, and every move is full of moves and flaws. A swordsman with no flaws, who can defeat you?"

After saying these words, Qingxu ignored him again, turned around and walked towards the door of his room.

After listening to his master's words, Shura lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

After realizing something, he stood up, took out his black sword, and left the living room.

Standing in the small courtyard of the inn, looking at the snowflakes falling from the wall of the courtyard, trying to gather his true energy, he slowly swung the black sword in his hand.

As if the sword weighed a thousand kilograms, it slashed out slowly towards the snowflakes on the tree overhead without any movement.

This sword has no white light, no sword shadow, and no sound. It is just an ordinary sword.

After condensing the four levels of Qi refining, he slashed out this sword, Shura didn't even look at it, and changed to a killer's light sword. Now he could only practice with the light sword first.

The swords he picked up before were all given to Sixth Brother to sell off. He only left an iron bow for Yueying and an iron sword for himself.

I saw a branch on the forest tree in the small courtyard, covered with heavy snow, slowly falling into the snow in the courtyard, and was cut off by Shura's sword.

Shura looked at the branches on the ground with disgust and murmured: "This...if I could have the skills of the sixth senior brother and the swordsmanship of the senior sister, would it be more powerful?"

After saying that, he held the long sword in his hand, luckily in his arm, and waved it gently, trying to chop off the snowflakes one after another.

However, this time, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how much energy he gathered on the sword, he could not chop off half of the snowflakes. He thought about the last two sentences of Wuming Sword Technique.

Saha sentient beings, flowers fall without leaving a trace.

Thinking of this, I thought, is there any connection between this swordsmanship and these two poems? After thinking for a long time, I seemed to understand a little bit.

"Practice your swordsmanship first, don't worry about it."

The young Shura thought of this, and according to the mental method in the sword manual, he decided to first use the most basic and common sword moves of each move.

Sheath your sword and practice to the extreme, and then ask Senior Sister for advice after you return to the mountain.

He was holding the sword and wanted to cut off the wind and snow. In desperation, he could only cut the long sword in his hand, and drew a shallow stroke in the sky, which looked very clumsy from a distance.

I tried several times, but I still couldn't find a way to concentrate the energy on the tip of the sword or focus on one point.

In a rage, he threw his sword to the ground and prepared to fight again with the Fuhu Boxing technique that Luo Ying taught him.

Take a quiet breath, bend your forearms, make your fists face upward, place your soles on the ground, and straighten your legs.
Chapter completed!