March 8th, early morning

In the inn where the Juzhou caravan was located, Lin Manliu woke up early and prepared to practice his sword in the backyard. As soon as he went downstairs and was about to walk to the stables in the backyard, he was stopped by the inn's waiter: "Master Lin! Master Lin! Someone left something for you last night.

"It's the young master of the Qiao family on Zhujian Peak who invites you to go to Zhujian Peak today to enjoy the scenery. He said that the carriage will arrive during the day."

Lin Manliu was still walking on the stairs. He was confused when he heard the strange name and even felt a headache when he heard about the follow-up arrangements. Why didn't he open the pot and lift it? This Qiao Yunian wanted to force himself up the mountain before he gave up.

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"Can you just pretend you haven't seen me...or just pretend you've forgotten? I have something to do today and it's not convenient for me to go." Lin Manliu hesitated and looked at the waiter downstairs.

"Ah! This can't be done, Mr. Lin. The carriage will arrive during the day. If the young one says that I have forgotten, I will be thrown out by the shopkeeper." The waiter immediately threw the table rag over his shoulder and faced Lin Manliu.

There was a wave of rejection.

Lin Manliu had no choice but to agree and stop embarrassing the waiter. He went to the stable and started practicing the sword moves taught by his master with the spring window butterfly wrapped in black cloth. The caravan steward and the caravan man who woke up later were eating in the hall.

During tea time, everyone was shocked when they heard the waiter chatting about this matter. They all lamented that Lin Man and the six people were so popular that it was terrible.

"Let's just say that this brother Lin is awesome. I know General Li in Rongcheng, and I know the people from Zhujianfeng here. Isn't the old Lin who worked with us a long-term expert? He used to be unscrupulous in Fengcheng.

He's so cool, he knows people everywhere as soon as he leaves Fengcheng."

"Yes, that's right. Could it be that Old Lin used to be a famous hero in the world. He lived in seclusion in Fengcheng with his wife and children for many years. In that case, the little one is hiding in the wild, and the big one is hiding in the wild..."

"Hidden in the city! If you are not educated, don't imitate other people's writing, or you will be in trouble."

"We just need to know that little brother Lin is hiding his secrets. We should be more careful in the past."

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The men in the caravan were already loud, and Lin Manliu, who was practicing swordsmanship in the backyard, got a headache. If I knew these people, would I still travel with the caravan? I could only continue to practice swordsmanship these days because I was in a hurry.

The reason is that I didn’t practice well on the road.

After lunch during the day, a carriage appeared at the door of the inn. Sitting in front of the carriage was a man dressed as a warrior with a serious face and a beard. He looked into the inn and saluted the innkeeper and said: "

My young master invites Mr. Lin to go up the mountain to enjoy the scenery together." Lin Manliu looked at the caravan steward, who nodded to him with a smile and said, "Brother Lin is fine, we will leave in two days, everyone from Shuzhong

I have traveled all the way to get here and need to make more repairs before I can continue on my way, but it doesn’t matter if you go.”

Lin Manliu nodded to the steward and then followed the man dressed as a martial artist to get on the carriage and drive to Sword Forging Peak outside the city. The man driving the car did not have any conversation with Lin Manliu along the way. He was confused because the young master was used to being a promiscuous person.

How could he suddenly invite others to visit the mountain when he has no friends at all? He is still a young man who is not much different in age but looks shabby in appearance and clothing. Even if he has friends, shouldn't he be a dandy disciple of a wealthy businessman in the city?

There was a breeze on Zhujian Peak, and Lin Manliu was taken to a small pavilion on the mountainside. Inside the pavilion was a woman wearing a goose-yellow dress, but what was very strange was that she had a high ponytail that looked unnatural.

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"Miss Qiao?" Lin Manliu asked tentatively.

"Ah?...Lin Shaoxia???" the other party did not turn around but responded awkwardly.

"Well, it's me. Yun Nian didn't suddenly come to me and said he wanted to come to the mountain to enjoy the scenery."

"Qiao... Yun... Nian... this kid still needs to be dealt with. It's not what you said at all. You need to trust him." Qiao Kesi turned and looked in the direction of Lin Manliu, with a little anger in his eyes but

It wasn't that he was looking at the boy in a short shirt who was also confused.

Qiao Kesi then realized his rudeness, smiled awkwardly at Lin Manliu and said, "Yunnian said that he wanted to come to the mountain road pavilion today and let me watch him practice swordsmanship. He is also dressed like this at home..."

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"Well...Miss Qiao is still dressed up and handsome as yesterday. Yun Nian sent someone to the inn last night to invite me to go up the mountain to enjoy the scenery today." Lin Manliu nodded to him.

After reviewing the story, the two of them realized that they had been tricked by Qiao Yunnian and deceived the two of them into a small pavilion on the mountain road. The two of them could only sit in awkward silence in the pavilion. Qiao Kesi must have felt that they were too silent.

He said loudly: "I see that Young Master Lin never leaves his back with his long sword behind his back and is wrapped in black cloth so as not to show it to outsiders. He must have some attainments in swordsmanship. Why don't I watch Young Master Lin practice swordplay and maybe I can give you some pointers?"

Lin Manliu nodded, walked out of the pavilion, took off the black cloth strip behind him, and held it in his hand. The moment he picked up the black cloth strip sword hilt, he seemed to have changed into a different person. Qiao Kesi couldn't help but marvel at this scene.

This is how this boy in a short shirt really looks like holding a sword.

But then I gradually became confused when I saw the movements of the young man in short shirts swinging the sword. Every move was so familiar, especially when the left and right hands exchanged the movements of holding the sword. The movement of lifting the sword forward and upward suddenly happened.

The words said: "The sword is as powerful as Huanglong...?".

Lin Manliuye immediately stopped swinging his sword when he heard Stop, looked at Qiao Kesi in confusion and asked: "Miss Qiao also knows this trick?".

"This move is the starting move of my Thirteen-Strength Sword Making Sword Formation. Although it is well known to outsiders and easy to imitate, the strength and timing will not be the same without practice and the experience passed down orally among the disciples." Qiao Ke

Si's eyes were full of confusion and he explained from the side.

Master didn't say that he was a swordsman from Jiangnan, why did he teach me the swordsmanship of Zhujianfeng? The current situation in Zhujianfeng is still unknown and the master's identity cannot be exposed. I will find a reason to deal with it later.

"This move was taught to me by an expert who passed by Fengcheng and said that I had the qualifications to practice swordsmanship. He taught me casually in his spare time." Lin Manliu paused and said.

"I see, he might be my disciple who traveled far away from Sword Making Peak a few years ago." Only then did Qiao Kesi dispel his doubts.

Because the discussion ended suddenly, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh together.

"I see that you haven't been practicing swordsmanship for long, and there are a few places where your strength is different from what I learned before. Since our sword moves all come from Sword Making Peak, you can call me Senior Sister so that it doesn't sound unfamiliar. I'll talk to you again.

Please guide me to make some improvements." Qiao Kesi suddenly said seriously to Lin Manliu outside the pavilion.

"Hello, Senior Sister Qiao," Lin Manliu responded immediately. If he didn't follow this step, there might be no more steps in the future.

Then it became like, the boy in a short shirt used a black cloth strip to practice his sword skills to kill Huanglong outside the pavilion. Inside the pavilion, Qiao Kesi randomly broke a branch to give him some pointers, but later he discovered that Lin Manliu had used

The strength or timing of the four postures were much better than Qiao Kesi expected, and there were some places that he could even use for practice and correction. This made Qiao Kesi couldn't help but lament that people who traveled to southern Xinjiang didn't know what was in the mountains.

An outstanding disciple.

Somewhere among the flowers on the hillside, a little boy has been lying down, looking at the scene in front of him with anger.
Chapter completed!