When he woke up, He Ming had countless MMPs in his heart, and he was already working very hard when he washed his hands, but the final result was not satisfactory, it seemed that his last request made Yue Buqun unhappy, and as a result, he failed to succeed in apprenticeship.

Although Lin Pingzhi pleaded repeatedly, Yue Buqun was still able to let go, and He Ming did not force it, only saying that he could go to Huashan to see Lin Pingzhi, but there was no objection to this Yue Buqun, and as a result, a group of people left in front of He Ming.

There are only Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng's family members and people from the Hengshan faction left in the Liu Mansion of Nuoda, and only He Ming is an outsider.

Mr. Mo Da saw the scene of He Ming's apprenticeship, but it was a pity that Yue Buqun didn't accept it, although Mr. Mo Da had the intention to accept it, but as the head of the house, he was also arrogant, why would I accept what you Yue Buqun didn't accept? If He Ming begged him at the beginning, he would have accepted it without saying a word.

However, He Ming didn't open his mouth in the end, out of compensation for He Ming, of course, he also saw a sword behind He Ming's back, although it looked more like a piece of broken iron.

Mo Da handed him a secret book of the Hengshan faction, that's right, it is the thirteen styles of Hengshan clouds and mist, He Ming was very surprised when he looked at this sword book, but Mo Da smiled and said: "The secret book is that the dead are alive, the opportunity is given to you, and the achievements of practicing or not depend on your own creation, go." ”

No one knows about this matter, along the way, He Ming, who came to an inn and asked for a side room, began to study, this swordsmanship is really broad and profound, this swordsmanship focuses on changing words and phantom words, and the clouds and mist impermanence move with the wind, so this swordsmanship is not heavy, and then... And he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was already in the world of Datang, but the Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles in his mind couldn't get rid of it, and it seemed to have been firmly remembered in his heart.

"Boy, you can really sleep, come out."

was reminiscing about the swordsmanship in his heart, and suddenly a voice made He Ming a spirit immediately sober up, and his aunt and grandmother came.

When He Ming appeared, He Xiu had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw He Ming, he said: "I am going to give you some benefits this time, your news is very useful to me, but I was busy before and now I have time, what do you want." ”

He Xiu is a person with clear rewards and punishments, even if He Ming is her junior, it will not be different because of this.

"I want to cultivate martial arts!" He Ming thought for a while and said.

"Xiuwu? It's late, I could have done it ten years earlier, but now I think about it, it's impossible. ”

This requirement He Xiu also said that there is nothing he can do, the exercises that carry blood and qi require talent, but it is obvious that He Ming does not have qualified talents, and if he is an external skill, he needs to start very early and persevere in order to achieve something, but it is obvious that He Ming is too big now, so she said that it is impossible.

"How about that aunt and grandmother help me see this swordsmanship?"

He Ming said that he knew swordsmanship, He Xiu felt very weird, you must know that He Ming can be said to be a typical representative of not being able to carry his shoulders and not being able to lift his hands.

"You can take a look."

He Ming didn't hesitate to pick up a sword directly, and then the cloud and mist thirteen styles in his mind were directly used, at the beginning, he still had a clear eye for one move, and the more he did it later, the more he did whatever he wanted, the connection between the moves was very skillful, and it was not rigid.

In He Xiu's eyes, this set of swordsmanship is still vulnerable, but this is not the fault of the swordsmanship, but a human problem.

"Where did your swordsmanship come from, why didn't you cultivate into it, and the shadow of the phantom sword appeared?"

Sword moves alone can deceive people's vision and achieve the purpose of killing and injuring enemies, this is He Xiu's last opinion, she is a little interested.

"Well, it's like ·····this, and then I learned it, and I don't know how to learn it!"

He Ming told him about the Jade Dream, what else did he have to hide from his aunt, and the most important thing was that he was a little scared, what if there was a problem with this Jade Dream?

He Xiu, who had just learned that there was still this kind of magical existence, opened her eyes wide, and she could make an ordinary person remember a set of clever swordsmanship overnight, which shows the extraordinary nature of this dream, and the most important thing is that this is not a separate phenomenon, but many people have it, so the question is, why doesn't she have it?

"I'm going back, it's a big deal for the family, you go back with me!"

He Xiu decided to bring this news home, maybe they all know about the Jade Dream Realm, but what kind of benefits are in it It is estimated that they are not clear, this is very important.

"Can I really go back? But I'm still a prefectural order... ”

It would be great if he could go back, He Ming didn't think there was anything good about breaking the county order, but after all, it was an errand given by the family, and he had to ask if he didn't do it.

"I said yes! Immediately pack up and salute, hang the big seal at the entrance of the yamen, and we will take people away. When my aunt and grandmother spoke, He Ming immediately complied happily, and he could finally get out of this poor country.

The soft scenery of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River is always intoxicating, and the West Lake is one of the best, of course, it is in the spring and summer, and now the West Lake is winter, there is no scenery to see at all, some are just some desolation.

One day ten days ago, a building appeared by the West Lake, and it only took a short time to become a huge manor, and everyone was guessing who was inside, whether it was a wealthy man or a royal nobleman.

Until today, when the name of the Tibetan Sword Villa was hung out, everyone knew that it was originally called the Tibetan Sword Villa, and the owner's surname was Ye, some people always felt as if they had heard of it somewhere, of course, the villa was not open to the public at present, so they just took a look.

The man in bright yellow clothes came to the West Lake with an umbrella, and the drizzle breeze made him feel very comfortable, and finally came out of the warehouse, and came to the place where he remembered the most.

"From now on, there should be a Tibetan Sword Villa on the shore of West Lake, and in this world, there should also be a place for my Tibetan Sword Villa."

There was a news in Hangzhou City, the Tibetan Sword Villa began to accept apprentices, as long as those who passed the assessment could enter the peerless martial arts in the Tibetan Sword Villa.

For a while, the martial arts families and sects in the Jiangnan region were unhappy, what is your Tibetan Sword Villa? Did they agree to open the museum? The most important thing is that he didn't even worship the pier, and he clearly looked down on them.

Coincidentally, the various martial arts sect families began to take action against the Tibetan Sword Villa.