The madman Chu can clearly tell the past and present life of Long Xiang Sword, and it seems that he is an expert in playing with swords. Now he spits out and teaches Feng'er swordsmanship, and Feng'er can't help but be overjoyed.

Although Feng'er had studied swords, guns, bows and arrows with Master Chen for three years, she was not very proficient in swordsmanship, after all, now she has a good sword, a good horse with a good saddle, and a complete set of swordsmanship routines, which is unwanted.

The madman Chu pulled up the wind and said, "Don't be confined to vulgar etiquette! Learning a sword is not a matter of a day or two, and the time is limited, so I can only teach you a routine in general, and go back and insist on practicing more." ”

Feng'er nodded yes. Most of the night has passed, and an hour of practice is definitely not as good as ten years of accumulation, which Feng Er understands. As long as you memorize the moves, you can practice them slowly.

The madman Chu handed the sword to Feng'er, and he found a short wooden stick, and walked out of the cave with Feng'er, replacing the sword with the stick, and teaching Feng'er swordsmanship.

Feng'er's comprehension is extremely high, and he will never forget it, and it didn't take long for a set of swordsmanship to be memorized and applied freely.

Under the guidance of the Chu madman, Feng'er practiced a few more times, and the Chu madman saw that Feng'er was slightly slow in speed. The others couldn't find flaws, and they couldn't help but admire Feng'er from the bottom of their hearts that he was a genius who practiced martial arts.

Returning to the cave, the madman Chu taught Feng'er the art of luck again, and Feng'er remembered them one by one.

The madman Chu said: "The sky is clear, and the fate of you and my master and apprentice ends here." Practicing diligently after you go back will help you a lot in the future. ”

Feng'er said: "I can't hide it, the disciple entered Beijing this time because the revenge has not been avenged, and when I avenge my father, I will come to your old man's house again." ”

Madman Chu smiled: "No need. The old man is used to the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, and he is not used to staying in one place for too long, and when you come, I don't know where the old man has gone. ”

Feng'er was sad, although it was only a few hours of getting along. He already has a father-son relationship with Chu Maniac. It's not terrible to part, it's terrible to never see each other again.

The madman Chu took out a cloth bag from the crack in the stone, opened the layers of old cloth wrapped in it, and revealed a shabby and yellowish thread-bound book.

Chu Maniac said: "This is this swordsmanship cheats, "Thunder Xingyun Jue", there are songs and diagrams on it, a total of nine hundred and eighty-one styles. The teacher doesn't have time to explain them to you one by one, you can watch them practice by yourself. Remember: keep it and don't lose it. Sharpening the knife is not good, and the knife is hurting. ”

Feng'er said, "The disciple has kept it in mind. ”

The madman Chu said: "Okay! Go back and study hard and practice hard, and help the people of the world, and not in vain the hardships taught by the old man." As Liu Bei, the lord of Shu during the Three Kingdoms, said: Don't take evil as small, don't do it with good. ”

Feng'er said, "The disciple knows. ”

A thousand words will eventually be different. Feng'er said goodbye to the Chu madman, luckily boosted, stepped on the dead wood on the deep valley in a few steps, and walked back along the same path.

Walking to the hut, Feng'er out of curiosity, wanted to see if the Qin Shengbo he met last night was still there, and knocked on the door and shouted a few times but no one answered. Feng'er pushed the door in, saw that several commonly used objects were found inside, and thought that the strange old man should have been gone for a long time.

Strange people are weird, it seems that the hidden master is really hard to find.

Feng'er's skills improved several times overnight, walking on the mountains as if walking on flat ground, and soon came to the lake.

Du Ling's eyes were full of red silk, it seemed that she hadn't closed her eyes all night, she was worried about Feng'er's safety more than her own life, and when she saw Feng'er come back, she was ecstatic in her heart.

"Brother Feng'er, you're back, didn't that madman embarrass you?"

Ah Niu also ran over and asked, "Feng'er, was that madman killed by you? How could he return your sword?" I was thinking about where to get some arsenic, put water to poison him, and get the sword back. ”

Ziwei also asked with concern: "Feng'er, you didn't get hurt anywhere, right? That old man has a very strange temper." ”

Feng'er laughed, laughing so much that several people were confused.

"Do you think I'm hurt?"

Du Ling circled around Feng'er a few times, looked up and down carefully, and didn't find anything wrong, the only thing that was wrong was that Feng'er's complexion was more ruddy than yesterday.

Du Ling exclaimed, "Brother Feng'er, you are poisoned! ”

Ah Niu said: "What? I haven't poisoned that madman yet, but he poisoned Feng'er first, see if I don't pick his skin and pull his tendons!"

Feng'er asked Du Ling curiously, "Where did you see that I was poisoned?"

Du Ling said: "Your face was not so red yesterday. ”

Feng'er laughed again after hearing this. I told you how I met Qin Sheng last night, and how I learned swordsmanship from the madman Chu.

Du Ling was pleasantly surprised: "I didn't expect that old man to be crazy and have such profound kung fu, and we will never be afraid of meeting strong people in the future." ”

Ah Niu said enviously: "I have long said that the old man is a good person, you don't believe it, and last night Feng'er didn't say let me follow, you learn the sword, I can learn the piano!"

Du Ling pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Feng'er learned swordsmanship, everyone was happy, laughed all the way, and unconsciously walked more than 20 miles to Beiyang Town.

The town is not big, and there are few pedestrians on the streets.

"Da Da Da" behind a sound of horses' hooves from far and near, when the wind looked back, a fast horse galloped over, and the one riding the horse was an official.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The rider shouted.

They hurriedly stepped aside, and the horses passed by.

"What's wrong?" asked Ah Niu suspiciously.

Feng'er shook her head and said, "I don't know, it may be an urgent official document." ”

Ah Niu said: "What kind of official document? ”

Ziwei said: "There may be something big in the imperial court. ”

Ah Niu said: "I'm all mixed up begging, and the death of Emperor Laozi has nothing to do with me." ”

Du Ling smiled: "If the emperor is really dead, if you want to go to mourn, I'm afraid I won't let you enter the door." ”

Ah Niu rolled his eyelids, as if it was really like this.

"A few little brothers stay!"

Someone behind him was shouting.

When Feng'er looked back, an old man walked over. Reaching out and touching Feng'er's sword, he asked:

"This little brother, what is this?"

Feng'er replied, "Sabre." ”

The old man asked again: "It's not from peachwood, is it? This sword could kill?"

Feng'er said, "Yes!"

The old man said, "Can you lend me something?"

Feng'er was taken aback when she heard this.