Three years of Zhenyou, Zhongdu——

The sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom is quite favored, and his mansion can only be seen from a distance with a luxurious color, and the inside is full of carved beams and paintings, and the silk is embroidered into a tree.

However, there is an unusually strange place in this palatial mansion. There are no vermilion cornices, no promenade and blue pavilions, and there are only three white-walled ordinary houses in the style of ordinary people, which do not match the architectural style of the entire palace at all.

People who visit the palace for the first time will never think that the person who lives here is none other than the princess of the current Zhao Dynasty.

There was a faint sound of voice in the house, and the owner of the voice was supposed to belong to a woman.

"Thanks to the Taoist Elder who does not give up, I am willing to accept the child as a disciple. Kang'er has not yet returned to the house, and I have sent someone to call him, and the chief of the road has waited patiently. There was a little apology in Bao Xi's weak tone, her expression was gentle and kind, but there was always a trace of melancholy and haggard between her eyebrows.

Opposite Bao Xiqiao sat a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a long sword, a white hosta on his head, and awe-inspiring eyes. He said: "It doesn't matter, Poor Dao has been idle recently, and he has been entertained by the prince to preach in the house, and the matter of apprenticeship is not in a hurry. ”

After Bao Xiwan heard him mention Yan Honglie, a pair of beautiful willow eyebrows subconsciously frowned slightly, with a little sadness on his face, and then quickly disappeared.

She thought of her son and said, "Don't hide it, Kang'er was seriously ill some time ago, and he just recovered half a month ago, but he is still a little weak and weak, and he has not been well adjusted. I also hope that the Taoist chief will be more patient when teaching Kang'er. ”

Hearing this, Qiu Chuji almost couldn't help but sigh.

His upcoming apprentice was born in the palace, a son-in-law like him, pampered since childhood, he doesn't know how to practice martial arts, even if he doesn't get tired of eating, even if he is sick, he has good medicinal materials to regulate his body, but this only makes his body seem strong, but in fact he is still vain. In his opinion, there are more or less minor problems with these rich and noble children, but it is just the so-called wealth disease, which is really easy to deal with.

It's just that, listening to the unfinished meaning in Bao Xi's weak words, his future apprentice's physical condition doesn't seem to be just like this, it seems to be much worse than he thought.

What's more, even if his apprentice is a medicine jar, he is still the son of the old man.

He reassured: "Princess...... Don't worry, I am the best at maintaining health in Quanzhen Teaching, and I will definitely be able to take care of him. ”

When the title "Princess" was spoken, Qiu couldn't help but pause. The wife of the old man was forced to marry someone else, and after marrying the enemy, she became the princess of King Jin. Qiu Chuji was really disgusted with Wanyan Honglie to the extreme, but he could only hide it at present.

Hearing Qiu Chuji say this, Bao Xiqiao's face showed a slight smile again.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door, which was neither light nor serious, and then someone said outside the door: "Mother, I have come in." ”

A boy about ten years old walked in from outside the door, dressed in brocade and silk, and his face was a little pale, but it set off his ice-carved appearance, even if his eyebrows and eyes were not fully opened, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but praise a good appearance in his heart. Immediately after, he looked at the silk and satin on this son's body, and remembered the surname "Wanyan" in front of his current name, and deep down in his heart, the joy that originally arose from seeing the son of the deceased couldn't help but disappear too much because of this golden surname.

Qiao Heng saw that in addition to his mother in this life, there was a stranger sitting on the upper seat in the house, and his footsteps paused.

Bao Xi looked at him weakly and gently, she took his hand, and used her body to warm his hands that had been cold since his serious illness. She said, "Kang'er, you came just in time. This is the Quanzhen Sect Changchunzi Dao Chief, so don't come over quickly to pay respects. ”

Qiao Heng, who was called Kang'er by Bao Xiweak, raised his eyes and glanced at the Taoist chief who was sitting on the wooden chair with a clear face, looking at his Taoist chief openly, and said in his heart that he should have come after all. He withdrew his hands from Bao Xi's weak hands, and bowed to Qiu Chu with an unchanged expression, saying, "I've seen the Taoist." ”

Qiu Chuji saw that his demeanor was down-and-out and generous, and he praised him from the bottom of his heart. He stroked his beard and said bluntly: "I have agreed with King Zhao and am willing to accept you as an apprentice, I don't know what the prince wants?"

Bao Xi looked at him weakly and softly, and motioned for him to quickly bow to the teacher and agree.

Of course, they wouldn't know that Qiao Heng didn't really want to answer Qiu Chuji's question.

Qiao Heng knew why he wanted to take him as an apprentice. Qiu Chuji accepted himself as an apprentice, not because he thought he was a malleable talent and was optimistic about himself, nor because he simply liked himself, not because of sympathy and pity, or because he wanted to inherit the Taoist system and many other reasons, he was willing to accept himself as an apprentice, just because of a gambling contract, a gambling contract with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan with a period of 18 years.

In the past, Qiu Chuji and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan fought because of a misunderstanding, and they were comparable. In the end, although the misunderstanding was resolved, there was still no distinction between high and low martial arts. The two parties agreed to teach one child each, and after eighteen years of the two babies, the two children competed to see whose apprentice was better, and the two parties won and lost. At the right time, Guo Jing's mother and Bao Xiweak were about to give birth, and the two sides made an agreement that the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan were responsible for teaching Guo Jing, and Qiu Chuji was teaching Bao Xiweak's son.

Due to various reasons, Qiu Chuji and Bao Xiqiao were separated, and they found her ten years later. That's where we are today.

For the arrival of this day, Qiao Heng had thought about it many times before.

When he really heard Qiu Chuji express his intentions, he didn't have the excitement of a normal child when he learned that he could worship the Quanzhen Sect, he was just a little excited. Because he understood that no matter who the soul in this body was, it would not prevent Changchunzi from asking this. As long as this body/body still exists, and the gambling contract has not been completed, he will accept "himself" as an apprentice.

Qiu Chuji accepted himself as an apprentice because he was the son of Bao Xi's weak, Bao Xi's love for the weak was the real "Kang'er" who didn't know where his soul returned, and Wanyan Honglie favored himself because he was the son of the person he loved the most.

When he was rejected and disgusted for no reason, he was the only one who knew his innocence, and knew that it was not him who they hated and hated at all, and when he was loved by thousands of people, he also had to realize again soberly and cruelly that what everyone loved and liked was still not the real him.

He was always out of place in this world.

Qiao Heng lowered his eyes, took away his thoughts that he shouldn't have, and looked at the Taoist chief who was sitting precariously with the posture that a young man should have.

Changchun Zi, Qiu Chu Ji.

In any case, this is his master in this life.

He knelt down on his knees and kowtowed on the spot. He is accustomed to pretending, and these two movements are made by him to bring out a sense of crispness and neatness, which seems to be unhesitating, with a kind of respect that radiates from the inside out, without the intention of prevarication, and full of sincerity and seriousness.

"Kang'er meets Master. ”

Qiu Chuji bowed to him, and his face, which had been flat, softened slightly. He said, "It's cold on the ground, get up quickly." ”

Qiao Heng stood up at his words, looked at him with pity, and she advised: "Kang'er, in the future, you must respect and serve Daoist Qiu, and you must not neglect the teacher, nor be lazy. Your master is strong in martial arts, you should follow the Taoist master to learn martial arts to strengthen your body, and don't rely on martial arts to bully the weak after you finish your studies. ”

Qiao Heng replied: "Mother, don't worry, I know all this." ”

Qiu Chuji waved his hand to Qiao Heng and called his name.

Qiao Heng stepped forward and took a step.

Qiu Chuji touched his bones, and he said: "The roots are good, and he is a good seedling for martial arts." It's just that he really has a bad physique as Bao Xiqiao said, and his qi and blood are obviously insufficient.

He saw that after Qiao Heng heard what he said, he didn't show a smug look, and said in his heart that this kid was a calm character, and he was slightly satisfied in his heart.

He asked, "What martial arts have you learned before?"

Wanyan Honglie is very fond of the original owner of the body, and there are also many Jianghu guests in the palace, so naturally he has also asked someone to give Wanyan Kang a foundation in martial arts. It's just that the original owner of the body is really not very interested in these bitter and tiring basic skills, and on weekdays, he has to follow his husband to read the scriptures, and call friends to play outside in his spare time, and he has only a little effort in martial arts. The basic work, which should have been completed two years ago, has been delayed until this year.

Therefore, Qiao Heng said truthfully: "I have never practiced any martial arts, and I have just laid a good foundation so far." ”

Qiu Chuji didn't feel much surprised when he heard him say this, and he knew how to do basic skills such as Zama Bu, which was already much better than what he thought he would do before. But he still couldn't help but sigh, Wanyan Wangfu is also a gathering of masters, thinking that he, an apprentice, has been indispensable since he was a child, and in this case, he has not laid a good foundation until now, and he can only sigh in his heart. But that's okay, it's not a bad thing not to have never learned those miscellaneous martial arts on the rivers and lakes, and follow yourself wholeheartedly to learn the Quanzhen Sect exercises, so as not to take a detour in the future.

So, he said: "Many of the exercises that are circulating on the rivers and lakes now are incomplete or have hidden drawbacks, so it's better not to learn them, and you will have to pass on all kinds of martial arts to your teachers in the future." But forget it today, and I'll start teaching you martial arts tomorrow. ”

Bao Xiwan has never been proficient in martial arts, his heart is weak and kind, and he is not interested in fighting and killing, so he only listens quietly to the conversation between the master and apprentice.

Next, Qiu Chuji talked about the internal affairs of the Quanzhen Sect in a general way, specially introduced the head of the Danyang Sect Ma Yu, and then focused on the rules of the Quanzhen Sect.

He didn't expect his new apprentice to be able to memorize everything he said, just to have a rough idea in his heart for now, he asked dispensably: "Have you written it down?"

Qiao Heng said: "The disciples have written it down." ”

Qiu Chuji didn't expect him to directly say that he had written it all down, but I don't know if he really remembered it all or if he was exaggerating. He was slightly displeased in his heart, twisted his eyebrows, and said, "You can recite the door rules." ”

Qiao Heng looked at his expression and could roughly guess his thoughts, and he didn't want to defend himself, he just bowed down and said "yes", and then unhurriedly and extremely fluently, he repeated what Qiu Chuji said before, word for word.

The boy's voice was extremely clean, and it smelled like a jewel, and it was a pleasure to listen to him.

Qiu Chuji listened to his memorization without any mistakes, and was stunned for a moment, not thinking that he really remembered. Just listening to what you say once and being able to repeat it completely, this is no longer something that ordinary people can do. He asked tentatively, "Do you usually read books and remember them without bothering to memorize?"

Qiao Heng glanced at him, as if he didn't understand why he asked like this, but he still replied honestly: "That's true." ”

Qiu Chuji's expression changed for a moment, and he said, "You come with me to the courtyard." After speaking, he stood up, regardless of whether Qiao Heng followed or not, and walked straight out of the house.

Bao Xiwan hurriedly said, "Hurry up and keep up with your master." ”

Qiao Heng also followed Qiu Chuji to the outside of the house.

Qiu Chuji saw him come out and said, "I practice a set of swordsmanship, and you watch it carefully, and you can remember as much as you can." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword. The sword body moves slowly, neither lingering like water soft, nor unstoppable sharpness, this swordsmanship takes the word "mean", which is nothing more than "splitting, chopping, collapsing, teasing, grid, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, sweeping" This swordsmanship is the most basic twelve-character formula, but it has its own combination of rigidity and softness, and the meaning of life is endless, which is the entry swordsmanship of Quanzhenjiao.

This set of basic swordsmanship was not long, and after Qiu Chuji finished practicing at a slight slowdown, he handed the sword in his hand to Qiao Heng.

"Master?"

Qiu Chuji said, "You can write down as much as you can and show me." ”

Qiao Heng took Qiu's sword with both hands.

It wasn't difficult for him to memorize this set of swordsmanship. After all, this entry-level swordsmanship used to lay the foundation has always been characterized by being simple and easy to understand.

In the previous life, on the basis of blindness, even if it was the Qingfeng Thirteen Style, which was the most famous in the rivers and lakes, with its varied sword moves, and the sword path was nowhere to be found, he could remember it after Master Kumei practiced it for him, not to mention the current set of extremely simple Quanzhen Sect introductory swordsmanship.

Qiao Heng took a closer look at the sword in his hand, his fingers grasped the hilt of the sword untightly, and according to Qiu's words, he practiced the swordsmanship he had memorized.

As it is, without any mistakes.

With his every move, Qiu's eyes slowly widened. Although this sword move is still a little sluggish and rusty, there is no doubt that this is the set of swordsmanship that he practiced just now.

This son is really as he guessed, he has the ability to never forget, and he has an extraordinary talent for martial arts. With such qualifications, looking at the whole True Sect, I am afraid that it is difficult to find a second person to match him.

It's hard to find such a talent and beauty. Fortunately, he found it, if it was buried in the rivers and lakes like this, it would be tantamount to destroying the heavens!

He unconsciously showed a look of admiration on his face.

The mound was calm and calm, and his face was calm. He looked back at the apprentice he had just accepted, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes.