In the Qinglian Valley.

Zhang Xuan was practicing his sword frantically, and each sword was extremely fast. He held his sword and slashed horizontally, moving with the wind, and his movements were extremely skillful.

Zhang Xuan pointed diagonally at the ground with his sword, "It's not fast enough, no, I can be faster!"

With that, he swung his sword quickly and sped up.

After the afternoon, he sat on the bluestone slab with a smile on his face. No matter how tired he is, he is happy, and in order to become stronger, it is worth it for him to suffer.

He said to himself, "With my current efforts, I will definitely be able to enter the Southern Sword Sect in a few years." ”

His heart was full of confidence, he was so eager to enter the Southern Sword Sect to find that person.

He lay on the bluestone slab, greedily breathing in the fresh air of the valley.

Alone and enjoying the beauty of this world.

After resting for a while, Zhang Xuanpan sat up: "Start to realize qi!"

He wiped the sweat with his sleeve, closed his eyes, and took a breath to meditate......

Evening.

Zhang Xuan opened his eyes, it was already dark, and there was a red glow hanging in the sky.

He got up and picked up his sword, looked up at the sunset, and smiled lightly: "Such a beautiful view, I am the only one to enjoy it, but it's a pity!"

Zhang Xuan held the sword in one hand and the other behind him, and walked in the direction of home.

After a while, Zhang Xuan arrived home.

In the small courtyard, Zhang Xuan called grandpa, but no one responded, so he pushed open the door, and there was no one inside.

Zhang Xuan shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, I'm back!"

There was a deathly silence inside, and no one responded.

Zhang Xuan pushed open the door of his grandfather's room, and he was not inside. Zhang Xuan was anxious, ran out and shouted, "Grandpa, where are you!"

Zhang Xuan returned to the house, his grandfather was not in the house, his eyes were already a little red, and two lines of clear liquid slowly flowed down.

Zhang Xuan was a little sad: "Grandpa, where have you been, don't leave Xuan'er alone ......", Zhang Xuan's tears were like rain, and his cry was hoarse.

After crying for a long time, Zhang Xuan wiped his tears, but he still had a sad face. Zhang Xuan saw that there seemed to be something on the table, so he walked over.

On the table was a piece of paper, along with three books.

Zhang Xuan picked up the piece of paper and wrote: Xuan'er, grandpa is gone, don't cry, grandpa is going to do something very important, and after it is done, grandpa will come to you. You have to practice according to what your grandfather taught you, you know.

If you want to join the Southern Sword Sect, grandpa won't stop you, but remember grandpa's words, the Southern Sword Sect can't stay for a long time. Xuan'er, take care of yourself!

After reading this letter, Zhang Xuan's tears flowed again.

He then picked up the book and read it.

The first is the Confucian Classics, which Zhang Xuan is very familiar with, the second is a medical book, and the third is an art of war.

Zhang Xuan looked at these two books: "Since my grandfather taught me, I will learn them well." ”

Although he didn't know what the medical books and the art of war were for what his grandfather left him, he believed in his grandfather, believed that it was for his good, and everything that his grandfather gave him was useful to him.

From then on, in addition to cultivating, Zhang Xuan memorized Confucian scriptures, studied medical books, and read the art of war, because he believed that this would have a great effect on him in the future.

With his grandfather's guidance and the cultivation method given to him, Zhang Xuan would practice according to this method every day.

Practice at sunrise and read at sunset. Zhang Xuan lived alone in this hut, cultivating hard every day, as well as studying medical books, he went to Qinglian Valley to practice every day, and when he came back, he would bring some herbs to use for medicine.

Zhang Xuan also increased his cultivation, his body had reached a certain level, and he wanted to break through the limit, so every day before practicing the sword, he would run from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain, and then run back, going back and forth, and stimulating himself through exercise.

In addition, he also knows a lot more about qi.

............

In this way, day after day, year after year, the wind and snow are still the same, and Zhang Xuan is cultivating so hard.

Five years later.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed, and Zhang Xuan is sixteen years old at this time, he has grown up and become a young man, with a good appearance.

Fence in the courtyard.

Zhang Xuan was wearing a white plain dress, with a delicate face, a dignified appearance, a plain and elegant dress, and a strand of hair on his head fluttered backwards with the wind.

Next to him is a puppeteer, and the puppet is marked with the acupoints and meridians of the human body. Zhang Xuan held a medical book in his left hand and a silver needle in his hand, ready to apply needles to the puppet.

Obviously, that medical book was of great use to him, and it seems that he almost learned what the book was in.

Zhang Xuan thought for a while and said, "It should be this acupuncture point, yes, that's it!"

He pricked the silver needle on the puppet's acupuncture points.

"That's right, this acupuncture point, and this, that acupuncture point. Zhang Xuan pricked a few more stitches......

After a long time, Zhang Xuan put down the medical book and drank a sip of water. Then he took the sword and walked towards Qinglian Valley.

Needless to say, it must be to practice swords.

In the Qinglian Valley.

It's still the same as before, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the ancient trees are towering, and the scenery is picturesque.

Zhang Xuan looked at the three-foot wooden sword in his hand and said, "It's been five years, and you should have grown!"

Then he pointed diagonally at the ground with his long sword in his hand, his left hand behind him, and he slowly closed his eyes: "Grandpa, I will be able to do it soon, when I become stronger, I will protect you in the future!"

At this, he couldn't help but smile a little.

The breeze came slowly, Zhang Xuan's clothes fluttered in the wind, and a strand of hair fluttered. Zhang Xuan is now feeling the air and wind.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan had a feeling that here, nothing existed, and he had a thought in his heart, that is, there was only the sword and him, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

At this time, he only had the sword in his heart, and suddenly, he held the sword tightly.

Airplanes!

A sword roared through the valley, clear and loud.

Zhang Xuan felt that there was an invisible force connecting the sword to him.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound in Zhang Xuan's body, and a breath spread outward.

Enlightenment Realm.

"It's a breakthrough!" Zhang Xuan was very happy.

That's right, after years of hard work, Zhang Xuan had reached the peak of the Body Building Realm before, and now he has broken through with the comprehension of sword intent and the improvement of his state of mind.

At this time, Zhang Xuan felt that his body was full of strength, and there was an invisible force.

"What kind of power is this, it's so amazing! No matter what, practice first!" With that, Zhang Xuan's long sword swung up.

The speed was extremely fast, every time the sword was swung, the sword qi vibrated out, and where Zhang Xuan was, the dust was flying, and the falling leaves were all cut off by the sword qi.

Countless sword qi surged out.

After a long time, Zhang Xuan stopped, his left hand clenched into a fist, looking at the fist, his face was very satisfied.

"Yes, yes!" Suddenly, an old voice came.

"Grandpa!" Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, then turned his head sharply, and turned around, but he was disappointed, not grandpa.

An old man dressed in a gorgeous black robe, with a noble temperament and a generous appearance, was walking towards him.

"Xiaoyou, you have a good sword practice!" The old man walked over and looked at Zhang Xuandao.

Zhang Xuanshili: "Thank you for your wonderful praise." Junior Zhang Xuan, may I ask the name of the senior?"

The old man said: "The old man's surname is Mu, you can call the old man Mu Lao!"

Zhang Xuan said respectfully: "Mu Lao, why did you come here?"

The old man smiled and said, "Just passing by, I saw that the scenery here is very beautiful, so I walked in." ”

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "In that case, why don't Mu Lao sit down, drink a cup of tea, and slowly enjoy this beautiful scenery?"

When the old man heard this, he laughed: "Very good!"

"Mu Lao, please!" Zhang Xuan made a gesture of please, and Mu Lao immediately sat down to drink tea with Zhang Xuan............

After a long time, Mu Lao looked at Zhang Xuan and said, "Zhang Xiaoyou, when the time comes, the old man should go, he will meet one day." ”

As he spoke, he took out a white round jade pendant and handed it to Zhang Xuandao: "If you go out in the future, you can take this jade pendant to the imperial capital of Huaxia to find me, and then, how about we taste tea together?"

Zhang Xuan took the jade pendant: "Mu Lao is gracious, how dare Zhang Xuan not want it, since this is the case, then the anger will not be far away!"

"See you soon!" Mu Lao got up and brushed his sleeves away......

Zhang Xuan looked at the jade pendant in his hand, which was engraved with a word: phase.

"In the future, it will still grow!" Zhang Xuan put away the jade pendant, and left Qinglian Valley with his sword......