Hongning Mansion was in chaos for a while, and under the command of Zhang Yuzhang, various departments surrounded and suppressed fugitive slaves. In less than a year, the situation calmed down. Zhang Yuzhang ordered Jing Mingyuan, the general who had followed him for many years, to be the new lord of Hongning Mansion, that is, Uncle Jing who came to pick up Lingwu. Jing Mingyuan and Zhao Wu have been friends in life and death for many years, and they have been protecting the Great Spirit Warrior for many years, and they only have a place outside Shuanglong City. Today, Zhang Yuzhang released him to Hongning Mansion, Jing Mingyuan didn't expect it, but he was very happy to be adjacent to Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu originally captured a lot of slaves, and originally wanted to bring them back to Fumian City. But now that the new lord of the mansion is a close friend, Hongning Mansion has suffered another great chaos, the nobles have been killed to the ground, and countless slaves have died. Zhao Wu was embarrassed to take too much, so he only selected 10,000 warriors for Lingwu. Zhao Wu, who was taken away by his subordinates without permission, is not easy to take care of, so it is difficult to say that the various families of Fumian have followed themselves all the way to come here, and it is difficult to say if they don't give some benefits.

That night, Zhao Wu and Jing Mingyuan drank a lot of wine, and the two agreed to become in-laws and help each other. Zhao Wu promised to marry the youngest daughter to the youngest son of the Jing family, and the two families were even closer.

Zhang Yuzhang is already arranging the return date, the chaos in Hongning Mansion has been over, Lingwu has also received it, all the things in Zhang Yuzhang's trip have been successfully resolved, and everyone in all provinces is leaving Hongning Mansion. Zhang Yuzhang's guards are also preparing to return, and the people of Fumiancheng are also gathering and preparing to leave, and this time Lingwu will not follow his father back to Fumiancheng, he will set off with his grandfather to Shuanglong City.

Just now, my grandfather and father talked to Lingwu for a long time, and Zhao Wu was very reluctant, but he also understood that it could only be like this. Although Lingwu has been very close to his grandfather recently, he is really sad that he suddenly has to be separated from his father. Zhao Wu persuaded for a long time, and said that when he learned the skills from his grandfather, he could come back, and if he had the ability, he would be able to help his father. Lingwu was happy when he heard this, thinking that he had learned a lot from his grandfather recently, and if he was with his grandfather in the future, he didn't know how many skills he would have to learn. When the time comes, he will definitely be able to help his father when he returns to Fumian City, thinking of this, he is actually happy, he didn't expect that Shuanglong City is so far away, and the world is unpredictable, where he wants to go back, he can go back.

No one could figure out what was going on, anyway, Lingwu left happily at this time. As soon as he walked to his residence, he heard a sound of shouting and killing in practice, this was Lu An teaching Lingwu five hundred personal guards to practice swordsmanship. Lingwu didn't have anything to do, just watching the guards on the side with a serious gesture and a style, with firm footwork, quick swords, and fierce attacks. Each guard is very good in terms of strength and speed, but their strength only comes from the body itself, and cannot draw strength from the aura of heaven and earth, and their sword skills always do not resonate with the surrounding aura, and cannot feed themselves. Lingwu observed from the side and found that if their sword technique was modified in some important places, it would also be able to attract the surrounding spiritual energy into the body. Lingwu couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration in his mind, isn't this a good way? Find some particularly strong warriors and teach them their own modified sword techniques, and they can become samurai in a long time, won't no one find out? Okay, Lingwu secretly made up his mind in his heart, let's start with his personal guard. Then I'll have to revise this technique.

Lingwu hurriedly returned to his residence and calmed down, he compared the sword technique taught by Lu An just now with the sword technique of the Zhao family, and referred to the cultivation method of the Zhao family's qi into the body, and integrated these into the sword technique. I practiced a few times outside, and made some small changes, and found that I could really communicate with the surrounding aura, and the effect of introducing qi into the body was not bad. Lingwu was very happy and named this knife method Lingwu Forty-Eight Style Knife Method.

Early the next morning, Lingwu summoned five hundred personal guards together, and everyone stood still. Lingwu personally lectured: "Everyone, a few days ago, everyone knew about the hundred guards and me going outside the city. We have to practice hard, martial arts are not high, we must lose our lives, we must not slack off, no matter what we do every day, we must arrange time to practice swordsmanship. ”

"Yes, follow your master's orders."

"From today onwards, you, my personal guards, will be taught by me personally, and everyone must learn and practice well. I want to personally test how well you learn, I will be rewarded for learning well, and if you don't learn well, you can't be my personal guard. I'll arrange a head for you, He Jian, from today onwards you will be the captain of my personal guard, and you will be responsible for their training. Since then, Lingwu's five hundred personal guards have practiced the Lingwu forty-eight style sword technique rain or shine, He Jian is dedicated, and he will supervise the crowd tightly, and he will learn the appearance of this knife technique in a few days.

After a few days of tossing, the day of separation came all at once. Zhao Wu, Jing Mingyuan and others sent Zhang Yuzhang off outside the south gate of Hongning Mansion. The team that opened the road in front had already set off, Zhang Yuzhang said goodbye to everyone waiting on the side of the road one by one, and when he arrived at Zhao Wu, he specially explained: "Zhao Wu, Lingwu follows me, don't worry." Master Hou and I will take good care of him, and in a few years, I will give you a son who can be civil and martial. ”

"My lord, Lingwu follows your old man, of course I can rest assured. It's just that Lingwu is still young, and you have bothered to work hard, Lord Lao. ”

"Hehe, what's the trouble, I just want to take care of Lingwu's affairs now, nothing else matters, I'm happy to be tired with Lingwu. Lingwu, say goodbye to your father, it may take several years to see each other now. ”

Lingwu is usually by his parents' side, but he is not in love, and he has never parted today, so he can't help crying. Zhao Wu is a martial artist, usually proud, but his son is the softest depth in his heart, and when he saw his son crying, his eyes were also a little moist. Inevitably, he told his son to listen to his grandfather's words and study hard, and then waved his hand to let Lingwu set off with his grandfather.

Lingwu himself had 10,000 slaves, and now Zhao Wu got him 10,000 from Hongning Mansion, and 20,000 people guarded Lingwu, which was also mighty. Lingwu was also very busy along the way, his grandfather stared at teaching him the way of cultivation, and he also had to teach the guards to practice swordsmanship. He Jian led five hundred guards, escorting Lingwu during the day, and practicing swordsmanship at night, never stopping. Everyone didn't know about it, but Lingwu could see it clearly, the speed of his own guard strength was different from the past, and he had made great progress under the nourishment of aura. Hongning Mansion is a long way from Shuanglong City, all the way through mountains and rivers, plus Zhang Yuzhang is over 80 years old, his health is not good, and he is seriously ill on the way. went all the way and stopped, and it took two years in a flash. At this time, Lingwu was already ten years old.