The Southern Spiritual Domain, the Huaxia Kingdom, the end of the South Mountain.

The sky was covered with a touch of fish belly white. Wisps of smoke have risen from a house in the easternmost part of Qinglian Village.

In the small courtyard of the fence, a little boy in white plain clothes about ten years old sat on a stone bench, his face was delicate, his appearance was not cute, but he showed an ordinary and elegant atmosphere.

He was holding a book in his hand, and saw two words written on it: Confucian classics. While reading the book, while reading, the breeze came slowly, and he couldn't shake his mind.

After watching it like this for a long time, suddenly, an old voice broke the calm atmosphere, "Xuan'er!"

The boy suddenly turned his head to look at the door, and at the same time.

With a 'squeak', the door opened, and an old man in a plain robe walked out.

The wrinkles on the old man's face are obvious, but his beard is not long, his face is kind, his left hand is behind his back, and his body exudes an elegant and atmospheric temperament.

"Grandpa!" Seeing the old man, the boy smiled, immediately put down the book in his hand, and hurriedly got up and walked over, "Grandpa, I'll help you!"

"Hmm. Xuan'er is really sensible. The old man sat on the stone bench, stroked the boy's little head with his old and wrinkled hand, and motioned for him to sit down, "Xuan'er, how did Grandpa memorize the Confucian scriptures for you!"

"Grandpa, I have memorized most of the Confucian scriptures, and I will step up the rest, grandpa rest assured. The boy said softly. There is also a hint of pride.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time, you can't reach it quickly, and you have to keep what the book says in mind, it will be of great help to you in the future. The old man said calmly.

"Grandpa, you forgot again, how many times have you told me!"

"Yes, it seems that grandpa is getting old, and his memory is getting worse and worse. The old man laughed.

The boy suddenly grabbed his grandfather's hand, looked at him seriously and said, "Grandpa, can I practice the Confucian scriptures?"

When the old man heard this, he hesitated, looked at the boy and said, "Xuan'er, you have been born and you can't cultivate for some reason, maybe it's a problem with your physique, but grandpa has visited countless famous doctors in various places, and he can't find the reason. That's why your father and mother went out to find a way to save you, but that's ten years. ”

Hearing this, the boy seemed to understand something and fell silent.

Seeing this, the old man said in his heart: "Xuan'er, don't blame grandpa for lying to you and not telling you the truth, it's for your own good, you are still young, you shouldn't bear this, grandpa only wishes you to live an ordinary life safely." ”

After a long time, the boy came back to his senses, looked at his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, even so, I will not give up." Grandpa, teach me how to practice swords. ”

"Well, grandpa will teach you. The old man sighed softly.

The boy got up and walked to a pile of wood in the courtyard, and picked up a wooden sword on it, three feet long and about two fingers wide. He ran to the old man with his sword, "Grandpa, I'll start!"

The old man looked at him with a smile and nodded.

The boy moved, first stabbing forward with his sword, then slashing it backwards...... Stabbing, slashing, picking, chopping, chopping, the boy kept repeating these movements, and the technique was so skillful.

The old man watched quietly from the sidelines, nodding with a little satisfaction from time to time.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes looked at the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking, and said in his heart: "What should come will always come, I didn't expect it to be so soon!"

At the same time, above the border of Zhongshenzhou, above the clouds, an old man was walking in the sky, and the space where he passed was shaking, the clouds were open and the fog was dispersed, and the direction was the Southern Spirit Domain. "Hahaha, Brother Zhang, if you don't go to Xuanji Sect, I really can't find you!"

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The next day, early in the morning.

The boy got up very early, and still went to the small courtyard to study, and after a long time, he put down the book, took the wooden sword and began to practice, "I, Zhang Xuan, will never give up." ”

The boy's name is Zhang Xuan.

is still those ordinary moves, stabbing, cutting, picking, chopping, splitting, constantly using these moves, Zhang Xuan seems more proficient.

After practicing for a long time, Zhang Xuan also looked a little tired, and his brows were sweating. He stopped, placed his sword on the stone table, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, took a sip gently, and behaved in a gentle and elegant manner.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuan felt as if a figure flashed, Zhang Xuan put down the water cup and looked at the door of the small courtyard, where an old man in a white robe stood at some point. The old man's face was gentle, his left hand was behind his back, and his body exuded an elegant aura.

Zhang Xuan looked at the old man for a moment, then walked over and asked respectfully, "Old man, who are you looking for?"

The old man first looked at Zhang Xuan, and said with a smile: "The temperament is elegant, it can't be wrong, Zhang Ru is your grandfather, right?"

Zhang Xuan nodded, "It's my grandfather." ”

"Brother Wen, since you're here, come in!" a voice suddenly came. Hearing his grandfather's voice, Zhang Xuan seemed to understand something, and hurriedly got out of the way, making a gesture of please, "Grandpa, please!" The old man walked in slowly.

Inside the house, the old man looked at Zhang Ru and said excitedly, "Brother Zhang, I can be considered to have found you!"

"Brother Wen, don't come unharmed!" Zhang Ru said with a smile. He looked at Zhang Xuan, "Xuan'er, you go out to play by yourself first, grandpa and this old man have something to discuss." ”

"Well, okay grandpa. Zhang Xuan immediately closed the door and exited the house.

"Brother Zhang, we two brothers haven't seen each other for decades, and your strength has broken through. The old man surnamed Wen looked at Zhang Rudao

"Many things have been seen through, and breakthroughs have been made. Are you looking for me just to say this?" Zhang Ru said softly.

"Those who know me, Brother Zhang. There is indeed something, and I will discuss it with you in detail. ”............

In the hospital.

Zhang Xuan walked out of the fence courtyard with a wooden sword and walked towards the back mountain.

After a small road, Zhang Xuan walked into a valley, this valley is called Qinglian Valley, where it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the middle is the bottom of the sunken valley, the fragrant grass in the valley is delicious, the green grass is like grass, and countless towering trees cover the sky and the sun.

Few villagers come to this place, and it has become a place where Zhang Xuan cultivates and is at ease.

In the middle of the valley is a towering tree, almost reaching into the sky. Next to the big tree is a pool of clear water, which can be seen clearly.

Next to the tree, there is a stone table. Zhang Xuanzuo sat at the stone table and drank a glass of water. The next moment, he picked up his sword and walked to the tree to practice it.

The breeze came slowly, and the leaves fluttered down, and Zhang Xuan practiced more energetically.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xuan was sweating profusely. He drank a glass of water "Hold on, don't give up!"

As he spoke, he danced with his sword again.

After practicing for a long time, Zhang Xuan stopped. Grab your sword and get ready to go home.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly froze, because a girl came a few meters in front of him at some point. The girl was dressed in a blue embroidered flower and grass dress, wearing a pair of blue cloth shoes, and she had a beautiful face and a hint of a smile.

Zhang Xuan looked at her for a long time before he realized that something was wrong, and quickly withdrew his eyes. The girl spoke, and said with a smile, "It's so beautiful here, do you know where it is?"

Seeing that the girl asked, Zhang Xuan replied: "This is Qinglian Valley in Qinglian Village, who are you?

"My name is Qing'er, I came with the elder, I came out to play by myself, and I came here. By the way, what's your name?" asked the girl, Qing'er, with a smile.

"My name is Zhang Xuan, and my family lives here"

"Can I play with you?" a strange light flashed in the girl's eyes, as if she had no friends and longed for happiness!

"Absolutely, I'd love to. Zhang Xuan said with a smile.

"Hee-hee, I'm going to catch a butterfly ......."

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In Qinglian Valley, two children play together......

Soon the two became acquainted.

"Brother Zhang Xuan, you said that we are friends like this, I have no friends to play with me since I was a child, are you willing to be Qing'er's friend?" Qing'er looked at Zhang Xuan with a smile.

"Of course I do, Sister Qing'er, we will be friends from now on," Zhang Xuan smiled happily.

"Great, Qing'er has friends, finally someone to play with Qing'er!" Qing'er jumped happily.

"Brother Zhang Xuan, when I came, I saw you practicing swords, can you teach me?" Qing'er suddenly asked.

"It's okay, it's just that I don't practice well and can't teach Qing'er sister well. ”

"How can there be! I saw that Brother Zhang Xuan practiced well. ”

"Really, don't lie to me"

"Really, I don't lie to you"

"Thank you, sister Qing'er" So Zhang Xuan began to teach Qing'er to practice swords, and he taught every move and style very clearly. Still stabbing and chipping, picking, chopping and chopping............

After playing for a long time, it was getting late.

Qing'er smiled: "Brother Zhang Xuan, it's getting dark, I should go back, otherwise the old man will worry about me." Can I still come and play with you tomorrow?"

Zhang Xuan smiled: "Well! Of course you can!"

"Hmm. Okay, Brother Zhang Xuan, then see you tomorrow. Goodbye!" Qing'er beckoned to Zhang Xuan as she walked.

"Goodbye!" Zhang Xuan watched Qing'er leave until his figure disappeared into the path.

Zhang Xuan picked up the sword and walked towards the trail while smiling.

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