When Xiao Yi came to Mr. Song's room that night, Mr. Song was standing beside him. The night outside was blurry, and frogs croaked in the distance, breaking the silence of the night.

Hearing Xiao Yi's knock on the door, Mr. Song asked Xiao Yi to come in, sit at the table, and asked Xiao Yi to sit down as well. He said with a smile:

"You're here, come and sit down. I have something to tell you, Master!"

"Yeah." Xiao Yi said hurriedly.

"I accept you as my disciple, but because of some things, I can't take you with me. I will stay here for a month and teach you advanced martial arts, but I can't teach you personally. I have been wandering around in the world all my life, and there are several

Although I am not afraid of powerful enemies, once they discover that you are learning my martial arts, your life may be in danger. Therefore, if you cannot achieve my goal, you will not be able to set foot in this hundred-mile radius for the rest of your life. If you can do it, I will

Teach you the skills."

"Master, I will definitely remember your teachings today and work hard at all times to live up to my master's reputation." He immediately knelt down and kowtowed nine times.

"Haha, okay! But I'm afraid not many people in the world now remember me, Song Que, so what kind of reputation do I have there?"

Xiao Yi looked at the master with some doubts, unable to figure out the meaning of the master's words.

"Hey, I was originally a teacher in a private school. I accidentally got a book on martial arts. From then on, I set foot in the martial arts world. At the age of forty, I entered the innate realm. Then I spent the next twenty years searching for mainland masters to make breakthroughs. I reached innate perfection at the age of 60. From then on,

After thirty years of progress, we are now ninety years old. It’s a pity that we have no hope of breaking through. I don’t know how many more years I can live.” His words were full of melancholy, and his eyes no longer had the calmness of the past, only the vicissitudes of life were gone.[

Xiao Yi was stunned after hearing this and looked at the master in disbelief.

Song Que said: "Don't be surprised, martial arts can break through the innate realm and nourish the body with innate Qi, making the appearance ageless."

For the next month, Song Que stayed here, explaining some common sense of martial arts to Xiao Yi, and handed down an inner skill and a sword art. This mental method was Song Que's comprehensive understanding of several occult martial arts in the world.

The heart-deficient technique created below, the sword technique is called the Asking Heart Sword Technique, is also extremely clever.

One month later, Song Que drifted away. Xiao Yi sat in Song Que's room, flipping through the books on the table, carefully recalling Song Que's words, for fear that he would forget them over time.

Xiao Yi recalled his master's instructions before leaving.

"You must keep the following words in mind, otherwise in the future you will make progress in martial arts throughout your life, or you will die in the worst case. The Dharma I created is called Que, but there is no perfect thing in the world. I am just a lifelong pursuit of it, so I will practice it in the future.

When practicing, you don't have to stick to the form and create your own style. Only in this way can you make a breakthrough."

"In this sword manual, the sword points to the heart. The swordsman is the king among soldiers. This king refers to the king. He has the domineering power to look down on the world. With a sword in his hand, the world can conquer him. He is also a gentleman, and a gentleman has something.

Don't do anything and follow your heart. Therefore, don't act against your heart in life, otherwise you will leave a knot in your heart and make it difficult to make any progress in your life. Your name is

Yi Cheng, the former general Yi Anguo should be your father, so it is not an exaggeration to say that you and the King of Qi have a grudge against killing your father. But a real man should not act in a hurry, nor should he act just for the quickness of the moment. Think twice before doing anything.

OK. Don’t show your sharp edge when walking in the world. Everything in the world is absolute. Leave yourself a way out at all times."

"Disciple, please remember Master's teachings." Xiao Yi looked horrified and thought, "How did Master know that my father was Yi Anguo? It must be because I showed murderous intentions when I talked about King Qi on weekdays, and Master must have checked me out."

"This Qingfeng Sword was obtained in my early years. It has been used by me since I entered the innate world, so I will leave it to you for self-defense. If you want to venture into the outside world, then practice hard. When you can defeat Zhang Meng, you can go out.

"

Hearing this, Xiao Yi was not too panicked. From what he said in the past few days, he learned that the strong and weak in the world are divided into seven levels: martial disciple, warrior, warrior, martial artist, martial ancestor, martial king, and martial god. The first four levels are

Training the muscles and bones for entry is the stage of laying the foundation. Most enemies rely on fists, feet, and swords; the fifth and sixth levels are called acquired masters, who can leak out the internal energy and integrate it into the fists, feet, and swords, and are extremely powerful; the God of War is the one who has stepped into the innate

With the title of Realm, they have been able to turn their internal strength into substance, and they need swords, and they can take the heads of people within a hundred steps. The entry-level three low levels can challenge the masters of the upper level, but it is difficult for ten martial arts masters to defeat one martial arts master.

But when you reach the realm of the God of War, quantity can no longer make up for it. The master said that Zhang Meng is only a martial artist. If a martial artist wants to be promoted to a martial arts master, he basically has to pick one out of a hundred, and Zhang Meng is definitely not that "one".

Xiao Yi quickly thanked the master and took the Qingfeng Sword. Looking carefully, he was a little disappointed. Unlike the dazzling magical weapons rarely worn by heroes in the Jianghu stories told by the master, it only had a slightly simple scabbard.

, the whole body is also very decorated, which makes people really associate it with the sword. It looks similar to the sword made by the blacksmith in Zhenzhou.

Seeing Xiao Yi's appearance, Song Que didn't know what he was thinking, and said: "Don't be blinded by appearances. Flashy things often harm people. Keeping a low profile is the way to go."

After hearing this, Xiao Yi hurriedly admitted his mistake. Thinking that his master was a congenital master, how could he have an ordinary thing in his hands? He couldn't help but draw his sword out of its sheath, but after hearing this

"Danglang"

A crisp sound, [

I saw a flash of light, and the green-edged sword in my hand shone with a faint cold light, making people dare not look directly.

Xiao Yi was overjoyed. The secret master was indeed right. Good-looking things are often impractical, so it is better to keep a low profile.

At this time, I heard the master say: "Don't make so much noise when you draw the sword. When facing the enemy, you can kill the enemy quietly and don't make it known to everyone."

Xiao Yi was sweating on his head, thinking why he hadn't noticed that his master had these thoughts in his actions before, so he said: "Didn't master say that the sword should be pointed directly at the heart? If you attack the enemy sneakily, wouldn't that be unfair enough?"

Song Que laughed and said: "It's good that you can think like this. It means that you have begun to understand the way of asking the heart. But you have to remember that the enemy is the enemy. It doesn't matter what method you use. As long as you can kill the enemy, only the real one can do it."

Only your opponent deserves to let you draw your sword openly. You will understand this later, the world is many times more sinister and dirty than you think."

After thinking for a moment, Song Que took out a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wings, with more than a thousand words written in golden seal characters.

He solemnly said to Xiao Yi: "This is a formula I got in my mind. It's a wonderful comparison. I rely on it to reach where I am today. You can memorize it and refer to it carefully in the future. As for how to practice it, I am a teacher."

It’s also half-understood, so you have to explore it yourself. I can’t leave this thing to you, otherwise it will leave you with a fatal disaster, so just write it down.”

Seeing the seriousness of what the master said, Xiao Yi put his thoughts aside and memorized it carefully. This sentence was very convoluted. Xiao Yi had never heard of it before. Even with his intelligence, it took him two hours to write it down. Song Que was sure that Xiao Yi had

After memorizing the words correctly, I collected the paper.

Then with a wave of his hand, dozens of books appeared on the table. This time Xiao Yi was completely stunned. He scratched his head and couldn't figure out how the master conjured these books. He thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

, still can’t see why.

Song Que smiled and did not explain, saying: "The magic of this world is completely beyond your imagination. You will understand it when you reach a certain level in the future. Don't tell anyone about what you saw today, otherwise it will bring you great trouble."

disaster."

Xiao Yi bowed and agreed.

Song Que then told Xiao Yi: "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. Only by experiencing it yourself can you have a deeper understanding. Come to Qiqiao Pavilion in Qiyuncheng, the capital of Qi, in ten years, and someone will bring you to see me."

After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Yi to say anything more, he drifted away.

Seeing that his master had left, Xiao Yi started to look through the books on the table. Among the dozens of books, there were not only mainland scenes, but also strange things and stories, as well as changes in dynasties, sage essays, biographies, and astrological medicine.

I have dabbled in divination, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and animals, and I am very happy at the moment.

After that day, Xiao Yi went to the shopkeeper and briefly talked about his apprenticeship. The shopkeeper was very happy to see that Xiao Yi had learned a real skill and refused to let him help in the shop.

So Xiao Yi was very busy reading and practicing martial arts every day.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper gave up the idea of ​​letting him run the hotel again. After a few months, he sold the hotel and found a small, quiet courtyard in the east of the town, where he and Xiao Yi lived.

Every day I bask in the sun in the courtyard and go to the teahouse to listen to storytelling. My life is quite leisurely.

Since he no longer runs a hotel, he doesn't have to worry about money. He has some savings from running hotels for decades.

Yicheng got a lot of silver from Wei Ming last time, which made Xiao Yi very happy, thinking that he had worked hard as a waiter for several years to save 50 taels of silver, and now he got so much.

I used to save money not to marry a wife, but to save enough money one day to go out to find my brothers and sisters, which would also be considered as fulfilling my mother's last wish. Whenever I think of this, all the events of that day come to mind, drowning the little joy, and I start practicing

Work harder.

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Chapter completed!