The small courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Li Bubai stood in place, his legs parted. The sword dances with the arm, forward or backward, up or down.

Ding-jingle and endless.

Ning Zhong is erratic, the long sword is either point or split, or pick or stroke, ghostly and dedicated.

After a moment, the two stopped.

Li Bubai frowned and pondered: "Senior sister, this Dugu Nine Sword is not suitable for you." The senior sister is magnificent, with a sword out, and all enemies are ambushed. This Dugu Nine Swords is varied, but in general, it is clever, opportunistic, and has lost its grandeur. ”

Ning Zhong also put away his sword and stood up: "It's weird when I try it, and I'm not comfortable all over." It doesn't matter if this Dugu Nine Swords is not practiced, I raise my own majestic spirit, and I am not weaker than others. ”

"Martial arts and personality are compatible, senior sister is an atmospheric person, naturally she walks the dignified road, and she is not good at taking the sword."

Li Bubai nodded with admiration on his face, Dugu Jiujian is so famous, but it is not suitable for Ning Zhongze. The so-called last-mover first-come, but it is just a clever way, although it is a good idea to learn from all the strengths. But in the end, it is not in line with Ning Zhongze's temperament, if he cultivates forcibly, not to mention that he can exert several layers of power, I am afraid that Ning Zhongze's own swordsmanship will be affected and lose his edge.

Ning Zhong can see it clearly by himself, which is better.

Ning Zhong put away his sword and stood, smiling skillfully. She looked at Li Bubai at a glance, and suddenly tilted her head and said: "Senior sister is naturally going to the dignified road, and junior brother should not take the crooked path." ”

Li Bubai: '......'

raised his head and looked at Ning Zhongze in amazement.

I always feel that Ning Zhong means something, but I feel that it is impossible.

My senior sister Bing Qingyujie, a simple girl, how can she have such skilled skills?

Li Bubai's heart was a little calm, he took the sword, and he and Ning Zhong talked and laughed all the way, and went to the canteen to eat. Feng Qingyang had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the two coming together, Feng Qingyang's eyes were resentful.

This Huashan, don't wait.

Looking at the meal that he had eaten two bites, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt that his stomach was full and he couldn't eat anything.

"Uncle Feng, Dugu Nine Swords is the leader of all families, and those who are ingenious and skillful cannot cultivate. This swordsmanship is put into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, if there are juniors valued by Uncle Feng, you can come to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to find me and take the secret book to teach. ”

Li Bubai sat down, looked at Feng Qingyang with a smile and said.

Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned: "Have you practiced?" ”

Li Bubai smiled: "It's done, but what I'm practicing is my swordsmanship, and I'm just taking the Dugu Nine Swords." ”

"Your swordsmanship?" The wind is clear and surprised and laughing, but his tone is not small at a young age.

How much garlic was eaten.

The old man's eyes were about to burst into tears.

Li Bubai saw that he didn't believe it, and he didn't explain, but said lightly: "The sword has no moves, how to break it?" ”

Feng Qingyang was shocked: "There is no trick to win, there is a move?" ”

"No, the disciple is just undefeated, but he can't win. Uncle Shi, eat, your nostrils are stuffed. ”

Feng Qingyang's eyes are complicated, I don't know how Li Bubai's swordsmanship is, but what he said is a bit unfathomable. Where else does he have the mind to eat? A little on tiptoe, drifting away.

Standing proudly on the branches, carrying both hands.

Stand against the wind with your back to all beings.

A group of children ran by, raised their slingshots and shot at the birds.

Poof.

Feng Qingyang's face turned green, and he trembled with his legs between his legs.

He looked down and glared, and his white hair was flamboyant.

A group of children were silent, and they ran away, scolding the little chubby dun as they ran: "Let you hit the bird, what kind of ball are you playing." ”

"And say you're on target, liar."

"Give me the slingshot, I'll fight next time."

The wind was clear and the chrysanthemums tightened, and they silently jumped off the tree. Thinking of the magic of the slingshot in his heart, a flash of inspiration collided in his mind: "What a trick, a good antelope hanging horns is groundless...... I don't know where I'm fighting, so how can the enemy know?

Old man, I am enlightened. ”

Day 2.

Li Bubai Ningzhong was practicing swords.

The wind is blowing and blowing, with long hair and white beard, holding a sharp sword, and fighting when it comes.

"Uncle Shi......" Ning Zhong jumped out of the battle circle, frowning and looking at the wind Qingyang. Feng Qingyang raised his long sword and pointed at Li Bubai's left shoulder: "Try the old man's left, right, and right divine sword." ”

Clang.

Li Bubai's long sword landed on his right shoulder, blinked his eyes, and looked at Feng Qingyang and nodded stunned.

The wind is clear: "......"

What went wrong?

The corners of Li Bubai's mouth twitched: "Uncle Feng's swordsmanship, it's better not to shout out the name." If so, it should be the first ghost sword in the rivers and lakes. ”

Feng Qingyang suddenly realized, raised his sword and retreated, and realized it again.

After three months.

The city of Wuxian College was built, and a large number of buildings rose from the ground in the open space hundreds of miles away at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

The surrounding villagers heard that Huashan was going to accept apprentices and teach civil and martial arts, and they all contributed to work and money, and the construction of the college was extremely fast.

It occupies a vast area, the college is huge, and there are many classrooms, which are large enough to accommodate 3,000 students.

Accommodation cafeteria, everything you need.

The surrounding people were naturally ecstatic.

A group of old masters in Huashan began to go down the mountain and enter the class academy to teach.

Feng Qingyang's white hair and white eyebrows also moved into the academy and became the head of the classless college.

Yue Buqun was finally discharged from the hospital...... After leaving Yihong Academy, he came to Wuxian Academy and became a martial arts teacher.

The college stipulates that children around the age of 10 are accepted. Admission is free of charge, and the number of students admitted is 3,000. If you want to enter the outer door, you need to pay tuition fees and you can continue your studies.

After learning literature, you can take the top prize.

After learning martial arts, you can protect your family and defend the country and serve the court.

How many children were 3,000 around?

The college does not charge tuition, although some students bring their own dry food, but teachers also need to eat.

In order to have enough to eat, Li Bubai sent someone to contact the Fuwei Dart Bureau to provide sponsorship. When the students graduate, the Fuwei Dart Bureau can recruit the students as executioners or something.

Li Bubai even contacted the surrounding large families to ask for sponsorship. As long as the large families do not commit adultery, they are protected by Huashan, and they can also recruit graduates to take care of the offerings of the family nursing home.

When students graduate, they naturally can't be subordinates. Enshrine this head, it sounds good.

Everything is formal, and the college is completely open.

After a year, Yue Buqun led the students to take the initiative to help the surrounding people harvest crops and inspect the mountains and forests every autumn and summer, so as to prevent unsightly bandits from harming the people.

In just one year, Huashan Wujiao College shook the rivers and lakes and the imperial court.

And Li Bubai, who lives in seclusion in Huashan, has a more advanced internal force.

He doesn't go out, but he knows what is going on in the world.

When he went down the mountain, he was admitted to the status of a child. Although Li Bubai is still young, he is already an adult who cannot be ignored.

Whether it is the wind Qingyang or Yue Buqun, when doing anything, he will first ask his junior brother what he thinks.

Of course, there is only one person, and he still thinks Li Bubai is a child.

"No matter how old you are, in the eyes of Senior Sister, you are still a child. Eldest sister is like a mother, do you understand? ”

"Yes."

"If you understand, lie down and sleep, you are alone at a young age, in case an eyeless flower picker touches the door, you call every day not to call the earth not to work, how is it good?"

"Senior sister is right, can senior sister put down the stick?"

"Senior sister is also good for you, what should you do if you fall out of bed at night? Senior sister must be in front of you. ”

"Don't go out easily after taking the exam, study hard at home. A boy is a gentleman who is quiet and quiet, and he will marry a daughter-in-law in the future. ”

"What do you mean by Zhao Yuanwai under the mountain, how old are you to get married? I saw his daughter, her waist is so thin, her ass is so big, and she looks weird. ”

Li Bubai wanted to cry without tears.

The heart is sad.

My thin waist and plump buttocks little Lori are gone.

Senior sister misunderstood me.

Ning Zhong looked at Li Bubai's crying face, anxious.

The younger brother is older, has more ideas, and wants to leave the arms of the senior sister.

Sure enough, a man is virtuous if he is not talented, and he has read so many books.

Let your junior brother know that in this world, only your senior sister is the best for you.

Ning Zhong bit his lip, his heart was ruthless, and he opened the wardrobe.

Remove the fishing nets.

Shameful put on.

Then, turning his head seriously, he said with a frosty face: "Thighs...... Couldn't be more. ”

Li Bubai was instantly satisfied.

Nodding his head again and again.

"To the roots?"

Ning Zhong was furious: "I can't say any more." ”