Don't look at the usual master is always cold to people, and he rarely goes to Qingli's side, and always asks Lu Haichuan to take her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In fact, the master already had a plan in his heart, and now that Xiaohai is gone, Xiaoli's basic skills have gradually improved, it's time to take action, there are few disciples of Zhaoyao Peak, if you don't teach it well, wouldn't it be a joke.

Since recruiting the first disciple, Bian Zhaoyao has spent more than ten years to make Lu Haichuan the leader of Taihua Mountain, and in the same way, he will also make Qingli his pride, although it will be more difficult.

At night, the stars were brilliant, Qingli sat alone in front of the window, looking at the stars in the sky with his head in one hand, and lying quietly beside her without frost.

I don't know what happened to Senior Brother Haichuan, Qingli was very uncomfortable a few days after he left, there were people around him every day before, and suddenly he became cold and lonely, which was really difficult to adapt.

Brother Hao, Master promised to start teaching me martial arts tomorrow, although I haven't learned any immortal arts, but I am still very happy, Master and Senior Brother are very good to me. Qingli began to talk to himself again with the sachet, whenever he was happy or unhappy in his heart, Qingli always liked to tell him his feelings.

I don't know where Brother Hao is now, how are you doing, Qingli misses him very much, she will always remember the handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the good friend who did everything to send herself to Taihua Mountain.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the gaps in the peach leaves, the birds and birds chirp non-stop in the branches, and the scenery outside the window is like a good scene.

Early in the morning, Qingli finished washing, took out the rouge sent by Sister A-Ning last time, and smeared it, and combed her hair very neatly, wearing a green coat with the corset of flowers, which made her look refreshed.

After all, this was the first time that the master had personally taught him swordsmanship, and Qingli didn't dare to slack off.

After taking care of it, Qingli walked down the peach wood stairs to the treehouse above, and Bian Zhaoyao was already waiting there.

"Master, good morning!" Still in the distance, Qingli saw the figure with a fairy spirit, he was dressed in white and stood there in the wind, just like Bai Hong standing proudly on the green pine, peerless and independent, just by looking at it, it made people admire.

"It's here!" Bian Zhao turned his head and saw a bright smile on her face, which was already beautiful, coupled with a simple and flexible hairstyle and delicate red lips with the finishing touch, it was a little unrecognizable.

Bian Zhaoyao found out for the first time that Xiaoli was so young and beautiful, and compared with Senior Sister Si You back then, or Ah Ning and Cao Lijuan, who are the most outstanding in Taihua Mountain now, they are not at all bad.

The two glanced at each other, Qing Li smiled, and Bian Zhaoyao remained as calm as usual, and their eyes reflected each other's appearances.

"Let's go down, there's limited space up there, and it's a bit difficult for you to perform. After a while, Bian Zhaoyao spit out a faint sentence, and then hurriedly walked from the tree house to the Moon Cliff, and Qingli also followed his footsteps.

Before officially starting to teach her to practice Taihua swordsmanship, the master asked her to meditate first. At a distance of one zhang, the two sat down facing each other, crossed their legs, and quietly stared, regulating their internal breath.

Occasionally, Qingli would open her eyes and glance at Master, because Master's serious appearance was very charming, and she couldn't help but want to look at it, although she had recited the meditation mantra many times in her heart, but she couldn't calm down, and she didn't know why, this had never happened when Senior Brother Lu taught her before.

"Xiaoli, don't desert. Suddenly, Master spoke, but his eyes never opened.

A flush instantly flew on Qingli's face, fortunately the master didn't see it, otherwise she really didn't know how to face such a scene. After a long while, Qingli slowly entered the state and concentrated on sitting up.

It wasn't until he felt Xiao Li's breath become stable that Bian Zhaoyao stood up and made a move towards the top of the ancient peach tree with one hand, and something flew out of his tree house.

It was a sword, and Qingli could see it clearly.

"This peachwood sword was specially made for you, although it can't be compared to the Xuantie sword or other metal swords, but it is excellent for practice, first, it will not hurt yourself, and second, it will not hurt others. With that, he presented the sword in his hand and handed it to Qingli.

Qingli took it with both hands, and looked at it again and again, although it was a wooden sword, the texture was very realistic, the master was really careful, and everything was so thoughtful.

"Thank you, Master!" Qingli said loudly with indescribable happiness, raising his peachwood sword and stabbing it into the sky.

So, let's get started, Bian Zhaoyao first demonstrated it as a whole, so that she could have a general understanding. Qingli stood aside and watched, for fear of missing every detail, this was her first class, and she had to give her master a long face.

"The first style is relatively simple, but don't underestimate it, it is the foundation of Taihua swordsmanship, all moves are simple and complex, from small to giant, the foundation of swordsmanship is mastered, and the later practice can be more handy. Come, you do it with me. Bian Zhaoyao made a move while observing her movements.

On the side, Qingli studied very hard, following the master to practice one movement at a time, but it was obvious that her performance was very bad, and there were even many mistakes.

It doesn't matter, it's like this at the beginning, Bian Zhaoyao encouraged her while breaking down the first-style process.

The movements have slowed down, and Qingli has learned more easily, but there are always some places where he doesn't know the essentials, and he can't achieve the effect after many attempts.

It seems that practicing swords is really not an easy thing, Qingli has practiced over and over again, she doesn't want to achieve nothing for herself, and she doesn't want to disappoint her master. After all, he is a disciple of the master, and if he stays at the junior level, he may not know how ugly others will say.

"No, the hand, you have to raise it, you have to be fast, you have to be precise, accurate, and ruthless, when you really encounter an opponent, no one will give you time to think, so you have to take the initiative to attack and be one step ahead, so that the odds of winning will be one more point." Bian Zhaoyao pointed out his shortcomings while helping her correct her movements.

After watching for a while, Bian Zhaoyao saw that he still couldn't be in place, so he went into battle in person.

When his hand touched Qingli's hand, the two bodies fit together, Qingli smelled a faint fragrance wafting out of his clothes, it smelled very good, she followed the master's footsteps forward, backward, sometimes around, sometimes falling, sometimes back, out of the sword, close the sword......

The sky is clear, the wind is smooth, the world seems to be only the two of them, Qingli's gaze swept over the side face of the master, he is so energetic, he can compare to everyone. And Bian Zhaoyao continued to hold her hand and sword, carefully guiding every important point.

Qingli's heart was beating slightly, with a clear and shallow smile on her face, she felt the temperature from the palm of her master's hand, listened to the earnest teachings in her ears, her heart was full of sunshine, and she quietly enjoyed the happiness and beauty of the moment.