On the fifth day, Dongfang Fei told Xiao Qisheng to stand on the pile for half an hour first, and then teach him swordsmanship. When he heard this, he was so happy that he almost jumped up, and he was finally going to learn the sword. But after being happy, I was worried.

"Master Dongfang, I don't have a sword?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you just stand on the pile. ”

After saying that, he walked into the woods next to him with his sword.

Half an hour later, I saw Dongfang Fei walking out with two blue and white wooden swords in his hands, the shape was very similar to the real sword.

"Master Dongfang, where did you get the wooden sword in your hand?"

"I just cut a locust tree into these two wooden swords, one for each of us. ”

"A wooden sword can also refine a sword?"

"Of course. The road is simple, the big weapon is invisible, and after you become a first-class swordsman, you can also have the courage to pick a dead branch from the ground. I'm going to teach you a few tricks today. ”

"Great!"

"It's called a stabbing sword. This trick is called sword splitting. This trick is called a sword. This move is called Broken Sword. This trick is called a sword-flirting. This trick is called hanging sword. I'll teach you these six tricks today. Do you see it clearly?" Dongfang Fei said as he rehearsed.

"See clearly. ”

"Then you do it again. The sword and the arm should be in a straight line. Splitting the sword, the arm shaft is bent to extended. Point the sword, stand the sword and raise the wrist, and reach the tip of the sword. Collapse the sword, sink the wrist to be powerful, and reach the tip of the sword. Pick up the sword, from the bottom up, close to the arc, force to reach the front of the sword body. Hanging sword, standing sword close to hanging out, force to the front of the sword. ”

Dongfang Fei watched the abandonment drill while correcting his shortcomings.

"Today you will practice these six moves, and you have to experience them with your heart. I'm going to go fishing in the gencang water. ”

In the next four days, Dongfang Fei taught the six moves of the abandoned cloud sword, wiping the sword, intercepting the sword, chopping the sword, holding the sword, and piercing the sword, and connected these twelve moves together, and combined the sword fingers on the basis of the swordsmanship, plus some footwork, jumping, balancing, spinning and other actions, synthesized two swordsmanship routines, and passed them on to the abandoned life.

Abandon the life to practice hard, experience with heart, and gradually master the essentials of this trick.

In the next five days, after skillfully standing on the pile and practicing the sword every day, Dongfang Fei passed on the introductory exercises of humble concentrating and meditating and refining qi to the little abandoned life, and also passed on the simple and effective treatment methods for some common diseases such as fever, cough and asthma, abdominal pain, stroke and fainting of the old man in Wanqiu.

More than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

"It's a pity that the time is too short, the so-called martial arts, the so-called swordsmanship, can only teach children this little introductory exercise. At dinner, Dongfang Fei said casually.

"Could it be that the honored guest is leaving?" the abandoned grandfather Wanqiu asked the old man hurriedly.

"Yes, I'm still going to Zhuoguang Mountain, there is still something important to do there. ”

"Mr. taught Xiao Qisheng such a mysterious martial arts and swordsmanship, and our family is grateful. His wife, Jiaobao, said heartily.

"In this short period of ten days, Mr. not only taught the children martial arts and swordsmanship, passed on to us the method of curing diseases and saving lives, but also told us a lot of things outside the mountains and at home, which opened our eyes, not only our whole family is very grateful to Mr., our Xuancang clan and Wuyu Mountain Alliance will never forget Mr. Wan Qingpo said sincerely.

"Those who cultivate the true and enlightened Tao are based on truth and goodness, and they are not enough to help the world. ”

"Although I sincerely want to stay with my husband for a few more days, I am also afraid of delaying my husband's important affairs. Wan Qingpo continued.

"There will always be goodbye. This kid is talented, studious, and endearing, and always feels that he has some fate with me, and I still want to take him away, what about the true teaching of martial arts?" Dongfang Fei said, smiling half-truthfully and scanning them with his eyes.

"The child is too young, and I'm afraid of causing trouble to my husband. Jiao Bao was reluctant to give up her son, so she made an excuse, and her face couldn't help but turn red.

"Then leave my Qingyang Sword to him as a souvenir!"

"This can't be done!" said the old man Wanqiu hurriedly thanked, "That's your portable weapon. ”

"It's just a sword, not a heavy weapon. It's also that this kid is destined for me, even if I leave him a body refining artifact!"

"Thank you, sir, for the sword!" Xiao Qisheng stood up suddenly, bowed respectfully towards Dongfang Fei, and made a big salute, just like an adult.

Dongfang Fei untied his sword, raised his right hand horizontally, and said loudly: "Abandon life, take the sword!"

Little Abandoned Sheng stretched out his arms, held the sword with both hands, took it, and shouted in a crisp voice: "Thank you, Mr."

"What do you feel?" asked the old man Wanqiu, looking at the little abandoned life.

"It's so heavy!" said the little outcast, sticking out his tongue.

"Grandpa will keep it for you first!" said the old man Wanqiu, stood up, took the sword with both hands, and gently placed it horizontally on the high hall shelf that greeted the door.

"Apo, the wild silver horse we hunted the year before last has been almost domesticated by us in the past two years, so let's give it to Mr. Dongfang to make foot strength. The old man Wanqiu turned his face to his son again.

"That's what I thought, Daddy. ”

"No, you have so much to do in your crops that you need to keep it. ”

"We have tamed oxen and donkeys for farm work, and we don't need horses, and this wild silver horse runs fast, just right for you, sir. Wan Qingpo said solemnly.

"It seems that I am being disrespectful, well, then I will accept it. I have a letter here, and after I am gone for three days, I would like to ask you to send it to General Meng or General Jiang, who are guarding the city without vain. ”

The next morning, Dongfang Fei rode the wild silver horse to bid farewell to the abandoned family. The little abandoned student was reluctant to give up on Dongfang Fei, and his eyes were red.

"After a few years, when the child is older, if he wants to study martial arts and learn swordsmanship, let him go to Qingyang Mountain on the coast of the East China Sea in the south of the river to find me. ”

At the intersection of farewell, Dongfang Fei left such a sentence, and quietly rode south.

Three days later, Wan Qingpo personally sent the letter to the camp of Wuyuguan, and the general Meng Qiang couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it, and asked urgently: "Where is the elder Venerable who wrote this letter?"

"Elder Venerable?" Wan Qingpo asked, "Mr. Dongfang! he looks like he is in his forties, and at most he is the age of a general?"

General Meng Qiang said: "Forty years old, twice as old as forty!"

"Ahh

General Meng said: "Almost! At least it's the age of the ancients." But this is not to blame you, most of the people who cultivate the truth have not changed their appearance when they step into the realm of the 'Three Qings', and even more so they have rejuvenated?"

General Jiang Hua shook his head again and again and said: "Praise is praise, praise is praise! You and I are just defending the city for the country and protecting the territory for the people, and we are just doing our duty, and we can't afford to be so highly praised by our superiors." Where is the Venerable One? Let's go and see you!"

Wan Qingpo replied: "Mr. Dongfang has already ridden south three days ago. Then Dongfang Fei made a detailed report to the two generals on the situation in the past ten days.

Meng Jiang sighed: "Elder Wan Meng, your little son can be picked this time! Do you know who Mr. Dongfang is? The boss of the most active 'Xuan' generation in the cultivation realm today, the famous Grand Venerable Cloud Zhongzi Daoist of the Qingyang Sect among the four famous sects. ”

Jiang Hua asked, "I heard that your little boy is born extraordinary?" The people sent a message and said that it was ...... Born with the idea of the great god of Pangu, he was nursed and lived by the Wasteland Wolf King, and now he is seven years old and has been passed on by a different person, and he is destined to have brilliant achievements in this life, and he will shine in history!"

Wan Qingpo sighed: "It's just a coincidence. It's all to blame for Wan Mou's eyes and ignorance of Mount Tai, and he thought he was an ordinary wandering Taoist? Otherwise, he would have reported to the two generals a long time ago. If I had known that there was such a background, I would have asked him to take the child away. ”

General Jiang Hua also sighed again and again: "It's a pity! I have admired the name for a long time, but I have no chance to meet it." The Elder of Wan Meng is always more destined than us! Our brothers have practiced on Ziyang Mountain for a few years? Now we have no chance to meet this Great Venerable of Qingyang Mountain!"

General Meng Qiang said: "What did the head of Xuanyang say at the beginning? You and I are in the thousand-mile territory of Dahua, not in the mountains and rivers outside this world, so we were thrown off the mountain at the end of the five-year martial arts term. Therefore, it is also destined that we will not have the opportunity to meet this great Venerable One. ”

General Jiang Hua said: "But the Great Venerable said in the letter, as disciples of the true sect, you and I have been dedicated to serving the country for more than ten years, protecting the territory and the people, the ghost is not destroyed, and the people are praised, and the reputation is thousands of miles. I heard that the adoption of a baby girl has grown up, if you have any ideas, you can take this letter and send it to Qingyang Mountain to practice martial arts. What does this mean? You and my brother are still related to the Great Venerable of the Qingyang Sect. ”

Wan Qingpo hurriedly asked, "May I ask the two generals, how old is another Ai this year?"

General Meng Qiang said: "He is eight years old this year, and his name is Jiang Mengyao. ”

Wan Qingpo said suspiciously: "Jiang Mengyao, this name is so strange? It is inlaid with the surnames of the two generals. ”

General Meng Qiang said: "The suspicion of the head of the Wan League is true. Hey, this story always reminds Ben of a sad past. That has to start with eight or nine years ago, when General Jiang and I first arrived. As you know, in our northern Hebei region, due to the mountains and thin land, endless wars, coupled with natural disasters and droughts, the people are often displaced, and it is common for children to be separated, and abandoned babies are not uncommon. Due to the preference for sons over the years, male babies are generally adopted, while female babies are often left unattended. That year, there were two abandoned female babies under the age of one who couldn't find an adoptive family, so I discussed it with Brother Jiang, and the two of us could adopt one by one. So, Brother Jiang adopted one and named it Shan'er, and I adopted one and called it Yao'er. ”

General Meng Qiang continued: "Two years have passed quickly, and the two children have learned to stand crookedly to learn to run, from babbling to pestering us to sing and tell stories, but it has also added infinite fun to us in the boring army. Especially when catching up with the two of us who go out to patrol the border or fight, we can only come back once in ten days and a half months, and the joy of seeing the children who have been absent for a long time is incomparable. ”

Meng Qiang paused at this point, indulging in sweet memories.

After a moment of silence and silence, Jiang Hua took over the topic and continued: "I remember that it was the autumn of the eighteenth year of Dahua's previous hunting, and Brother Meng and I took our two children and ten horsemen to escort out of the city, and were invited to go to the Chaha grassland to participate in the autumn hunting festival ceremony of the head of the Chaha League. That night, the moon buds were like silver hooks, the autumn breeze was cool, we chewed the oily roast mutton, drank the mellow silver crystal wine, watched the song and dance performance on the grassland, and the two three-year-old children had a great time, playing until late at night, because we drank too much, we both fell asleep in the intoxicating aroma of wine. I don't know when, I was awakened by a rush of screams and noise, someone was exclaiming that the demons had broken into the camp, I hurriedly touched the sword in the dark, shouting 'Pei'er' and 'Yao'er' No one answered, shouting 'Meng Qiang' and no one answered, so I rushed to the tent door with my sword. Under the starlight, I saw a pair of demon cavalry rushing over, and I slashed them with a sword, and then four more demon people rushed over, and there was a golden strike and the sound of rushing and killing cries all around. After about two quarters of an hour, the demon raiders were shot away, and most of the people at the scene, including those of the Chaha League, were killed and wounded, and we lit torches to search for the casualties and missing people, and finally found the terrified Yao'er in the haystack of the stable, but Pei'er was nowhere to be found. ”