In Gucheng, in a courtyard in the eastern district, a shirtless boy of sixteen or seventeen years old was constantly dancing in the scorching sun, and a pitch-black blade in his hand.

The flashing of the knife was like a dragon entering the sea to stir up an infinite wave, and suddenly, only a loud shout was heard, and the young man stepped on the ground with his feet, and the incomparably hard bluestone slab immediately cracked inch by inch. Then a flash of lightning sword light cut through the void and slashed vertically, and after the knife light, a deep furrow more than ten zhang long appeared in the sight of the two onlookers.

Seeing the sword of Willos, although it was the scorching sun on his head in the middle of summer, it still made the two people on the side feel a chill rushing to the Tianling Gai, and bursts of cold sweat broke out from their backs.

"The power of Childe's sword technique is really getting stronger and stronger, such a powerful sword, who can believe that it was just used by a young man who has just been promoted to a martial artist for only half a year." Looking at the scene in front of him, the old man who was still calmly brushing his beard under the eaves couldn't help but pull off a few of his beards, his eyes were wide and his face was full of disbelief, but then the corners of his mouth were with a knowing smile, and he said slowly.

"Hahaha, I think with this sword alone, I'm afraid that Childe won't be able to find a few opponents among this martial artists." The fat man's face on the side was full of smugness that could not be concealed, and he smiled heartily.

Hearing this, the old man did not speak, only a faint smile always hung on his face.

Just when the two of them were excited, looking at the damage caused by their own knife in front of them, the young man's eyes trembled slightly, thinking back to the hard practice of day and night in the past half a year, he couldn't help but sigh and whispered, "It's been half a year, and it wasn't until today that I finally mastered this second type of arc moon slash, it's really not easy." ”

"The way of practicing martial arts is a road of continuous climbing, and naturally it is not easy to go forward." A slightly vicissitudes of life voice sounded in the young man's mind, and he said lightly.

"Yes, the more I practice, the more I feel that the road to martial arts is long, fortunately, my pursuit is not high, as long as the strength is enough to take revenge, I will have no regrets." The young man looked up at the firmament, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Hearing the young man's words, the voice of Vicissitudes was silent for a while, and then it sounded again, "There will be that day." ”

"Of course." The young man smiled confidently, his eyes full of determination.

At this time, the old man on the side came to the young man's side and said respectfully, "Son, the practice is over, let's go into the hall and rest for a while." ”

"Okay, Uncle Li." The young man smiled slightly, put the knife back into its sheath, and then took a step and walked inside.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the fat man greeted him with a smile on his face, holding a basin of water in his hand, and a pure white silk cloth hanging on the edge of the wooden basin, and said, "Childe, it's so hot outside, wash your face first, the bath water in the room is ready." ”

"Good work, Fat Dragon." The young man bowed slightly, casually wet his cheeks with cold water, then picked up the silk cloth and wiped his face and walked directly into the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, the young man suddenly felt a chill on his face, and it was like the feeling of ice and fire with the scorching sun outside the house, and he knew that it was all due to the fact that the four hollowed-out copper pillars in the hall were placed with ice cubes.

Originally, he would not spend money on this kind of luxury that he had only heard of, after all, the cost of martial arts practitioners was huge, and he was a lone ranger, and the resources for cultivation were all on his own, so good steel naturally had to be used on the blade, where could he waste it at will. Fortunately, he later learned that this was just the standard configuration of the residence of the members of the warrior battalion, and he didn't need to pay a penny, and since it was a free treatment, he accepted it calmly.

After passing through the hall, the boy stepped into a long corridor of about ten zhang, with rockeries and strange stones on both sides of the corridor, small bridges and flowing water, which the boy turned a blind to.

At the end of the corridor was a row of houses, the third room on the left was his room, and when the door was opened, a white mist was rising from the large bathtub in the middle of the room.

"Yes, the temperature is just right." The boy reached out to probe the temperature of the water, then took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom, uncorked it, and then pointed it at the wooden barrel, from which the turquoise liquid immediately flowed out and merged with the hot water in the barrel, and in an instant the hot water in the barrel turned into a turquoise color.

Looking at the turquoise color in the wooden barrel, the young man's face unconsciously showed a smile, and he said to himself, "This medicinal bath is really magical, obviously it feels like nothing, but it has a more powerful effect than taking pills." ”

"Okay, don't sigh, hurry up and cultivate." An urging voice sounded in the boy's head.

"Got it." The boy replied, quickly stripped off his clothes, and then lightly jumped into the barrel, and suddenly a splash of water was stirred up in the barrel, but not a drop of water splashed out of the barrel.

In the barrel, the young man closed his eyes and crossed his knees, silently exercising, and with every breath he breathed, the turquoise color in the barrel seemed to dim a little.

In the hall, the fat dragon sat on the chair with a big grin, a pair of fat hands but elegantly holding a cup of tea, looked back at the back of the hall, saw that there was no movement, and then asked the person next to him with curiosity, "Old fox, why do you say that every time the son bathes, why does it take an hour or two, isn't the skin washed off like this?" ”

"Hehe, I think the son should have his own plans, why should you and I ask more." The old man smiled faintly.

"Hey, old fox, do you know something?" The fat dragon leaned towards the old man, and said with a flattering smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What can I know, what Childe didn't tell you, will he tell me in particular." The old man said, casually picking up the tea on the table and taking a sip.

"Come on, who believes what you say, everything in this house is taken care of by you, you don't know, who knows." Fat Dragon eyebrows raised, looking like I absolutely didn't believe it.

"Hehe, in fact, there are some things that don't need to be said, and I guessed it, but since Childe didn't say it, we should not know about it." The old man smiled mysteriously.

"Sure enough, you still know, can you reveal something to me, you also know that my brain is not as good as yours." The fat dragon looked helpless and laughed at himself.

"Okay, let's stop in moderation, calculate the time, Childe is almost over bathing." The old man said lightly, and then tasted the tea in his hand with a focused face, ignoring the fat dragon who was looking at him with a longing expression.

"You..."

Before the fat dragon could say anything more, a slight footstep sounded, and in a short time, a young man came into his eyes. I saw that he had sword eyebrows and sideburns, eyes like stars, a nose like gall, red lips and white teeth, wearing a black suit, and the black hair that was originally scattered was tied in a bun with a turquoise hosta, he was really a handsome young man.

"Childe." Seeing the comer, the old man and the fat dragon hurriedly got up and bowed and saluted.

"Hmm." The young man bowed his head slightly, but his footsteps did not stop, but after taking a few steps forward, he suddenly stopped, looked back and said, "Uncle Li, you don't have to wait for me for lunch, you can eat by yourself." ”

"Childe, are you going out?" Without waiting for the old man to speak, the fat dragon had already taken the lead.

"Yes, I made an appointment with Brother Lei yesterday to go to Zuiyue Tower together." The boy smiled slightly.

"Childe, that's a good place, but it's a pity that I've never had the pleasure of being there." The fat dragon said with a look of grievance.

"Fat Dragon, pay attention to your identity." Hearing this, before the young man could answer, the old man had already glared angrily and said coldly.

Facing the old man's cold gaze, Feilong immediately felt pressure, wanted to refute but didn't dare, and was a little unwilling in his heart if he didn't refute, so he muttered, "Didn't I just say it casually." ”

"Huh?" The old man snorted coldly, his eyes were like knives staring at the fat dragon, only staring at the other party who was as strong as a cow and sweating profusely, and the whole person was like a wronged little daughter-in-law clasping his hands and standing in place with his head down.

"Hey, Uncle Li, why do you have to see the outside like this." The young man's gentle face showed a hint of a smile and said, then he looked at the fat dragon who was standing on the side, and said with a faint smile: "Fat dragon, do you want to go?" ”

"I..." Hearing the young man's words, a trace of joy rose in the fat dragon's heart, and he just wanted to raise his head to speak, but the corner of his eye noticed the old man's cold gaze like winter, and immediately swallowed all the words back into his stomach at once.

Seeing that the fat dragon was so afraid of the old man, the young man shook his head helplessly, and was just about to step away, but a middle-aged man in a dark robe happened to walk into the hall from outside the house, and when he saw the three of them, the middle-aged man bowed directly to the young man and said, "Childe, there is an old man outside who claims to be Childe, surnamed Zhang Mingliang, does Childe see it?" ”

"Instructor Zhang, why is he here?"

Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed in the young man's eyes, and he didn't understand why this person suddenly came to him at this time, but his face was silent and said, "Oh, since he is an old man, how can he not be seen, please let him in." ”

"Yes, Childe." The middle-aged man answered.