A few days later, in Meng Xiuyuan's room.

"Master, get up, say that you will teach me swordsmanship today, but you are not allowed to sleep lazy anymore......"

Zhou Zhiruo's crisp voice came from outside the door, and Meng Xiuyuan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it.

It's just that he is too kind and doesn't have much to do as a master, and it didn't take long for the "strict master" person to be set up, and he was seen through by Zhou Zhiruo.

In just a few months, this little apprentice no longer treated him as respectful as before, but often thought he was lazy, and occasionally made some petty temperament towards him.

It can be said that the current Zhou Zhiruo and the original little girl who only dared to lower her head and shout "Engong" are simply two people.

However, for this matter, Meng Xiu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart of respecting teachers has not changed, and this is enough.

The reason why she behaves like this is actually just in line with the lively innocence that a girl of this age should have, which is a good phenomenon, showing that she has a sense of security in this Wudang Mountain and releases her childish nature.

Meng Xiuyuan has always felt that in the original timeline, the reason why Zhou Zhiruo developed such a depressed and slightly radical personality was that in addition to the death of his parents in his childhood and loneliness, the strict dogma in the Emei faction and the "palace fight" between the sisters were also important factors.

Therefore, Meng Xiuyuan has never emphasized anything about respect and humility, etiquette and other things to her, but from time to time secretly instilled some values in her to do things for others, subtly, so that she does not go astray.

"Come in......"

Meng Xiuyuan smiled and exhaled, and saw that Xiao Zhou Zhiruo immediately pushed the door in.

"Master, where are you going, why are you going down the mountain all of a sudden?"

As soon as Zhou Zhiruo entered the door, he saw Meng Xiuyuan packing his luggage, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"There is one thing, I thought about waiting and seeing, but I suddenly remembered it last night, and I thought it would be better to take the initiative to go......" Meng Xiuyuan packed up the package by himself, and said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zhiruo didn't know what Meng Xiuyuan was talking about, and he didn't even say anything to her, so he was very curious.

As she spoke, she approached Meng Xiuyuan's side, only to see that on top of the bag that Meng Xiuyuan had packed, there was a beautifully embroidered silk handkerchief alone.

Zhou Zhiruo saw at a glance that this was not the object of a big man like Meng Xiuyuan, and his heart moved, and he unconsciously wanted to get closer and take a closer look.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, he was forced to retreat half a step back by the faint aura emanating from Meng Xiuyuan's body. If it weren't for her hard work, she would have had some foundation in the next plate, and I am afraid that she would have to fall a little fart just now.

"Don't ask about adults, children."

Meng Xiuyuan's slightly smiling voice came, and immediately, Zhou Zhiruo saw that the silk handkerchief had been put into Meng Xiuyuan's arms.

Zhou Zhiruo's mind was smart, and he knew that Meng Xiuyuan would not be angry with her, so he chased after Meng Xiuyuan and asked with a smile:

"Master, this handkerchief, shouldn't it be given to you by the Yang woman who also saved me?"

Meng Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help asking:

"How do you know?"

"Because I remember that the last time I saw Master and Yang Nuxia, didn't you two still hold hands.

Handkerchiefs don't give away casually, if it's not Miss Yang's, then who can it be? ”

Girls are indeed more precocious than boys in terms of emotion, and if Xiao Zhou Zhiruo is only in his early tens, he is already in the first place in terms of analysis.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but be amused by Zhou Zhiruo's appearance as a little adult, took out a booklet from his arms, tapped it lightly on her head, and then said softly:

"Children, don't guess what you know.

This booklet is the sword book I have drawn, and I have attached the essence and mantra to the back, so you can study it carefully.

When I come back, I'll check how well you're doing......"

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan had already walked out of the room, obviously he didn't seem to be in a hurry, but the whole person was walking fast. When Zhou Zhiruo chased him out, he saw that Meng Xiuyuan's figure was already drifting away on the way down the mountain.

What's even more amazing is that until this time, Meng Xiuyuan's words have not fallen in Zhou Zhiruo's ears, and his voice is clear and powerful, as if Meng Xiuyuan is still standing beside her.

When Zhou Zhiruo saw this, he couldn't help but be shocked. Although she had seen her master perform all kinds of advanced martial arts, she had never seen such a mysterious and unpredictable method, and she couldn't help but yearn for it for a while.

"If I practice hard, one day, can I reach the realm of Master......" Zhou Zhiruo muttered softly.

After a while, Meng Xiuyuan's figure was completely invisible, and Zhou Zhiruo came to his senses and slowly walked back to Meng Xiuyuan's room.

She sat at the table, opened the sword book, and saw that Meng Xiuyuan had drawn a little crooked sword-wielding villains on it, first sneered, and then the smile gradually retracted, and her eyes turned to show a deep sense of emotion.

Zhou Zhiruo knew that with Meng Xiuyuan's character, he would definitely not draw such a thing as a sword book on weekdays.

It must have been last night, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly made the decision to go down the mountain, but he couldn't rest assured, for fear of delaying her practice, so he hurried to draw such a sword score overnight.

"Master......"

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but look at the direction of Meng Xiuyuan's descent outside the door, and the whole person sat quietly on the chair and did not move for a long time.

After a long time, she stood up again, looking at the room that had become very messy because Meng Xiuyuan had just packed her bags and rummaged through things, and couldn't help frowning.

Master is good everywhere, it's just this habit of life, it's really "free".

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo was really a little unaccustomed to it, and he didn't think much about it, so he helped Meng Xiuyuan clean up the things in the house, and went to pick up a bucket of water, brought a rag, and began to clean up.

Unexpectedly, not long after she started, the kind voice sounded behind her again:

"How many times have I said that you don't have to do these things for me.

It's a bit messy in my house, but it's not dirty at all.

It's called chaos and order, and I can't find anything in your orderliness......"

Listening to these chattering and slightly cheeky words, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but be surprised, hurriedly turned around and looked, and found that it was indeed Meng Xiuyuan standing at the door again, looking at her with a smile.

"Master, why are you back again, aren't you going down the mountain?"

"No, the plan is canceled."

Meng Xiuyuan walked in as he spoke, put the package on the table, and sat down with a smile:

"Pack this thing up quickly, go back to the house and bring your wooden sword, and I'll teach you swordsmanship.

Since we don't go out, our teaching plan can't be messed up. ”

"Oh...... Okay, Master, I'll go. ”

Zhou Zhiruo heard the voice, although she didn't know what the reason was, and she was very puzzled, but as soon as she mentioned practicing martial arts, she immediately entered the state, hurriedly picked up the bucket, and walked towards the outside of the house.

When Zhou Zhiruo went out, Meng Xiuyuan took out a letter from his arms, first held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, and then without hesitation, he stuffed it into the bookshelf.

……

The reason why Meng Xiuyuan suddenly canceled the trip was naturally for a reason.

On the way down the mountain, he happened to meet an old woman who came to deliver a letter.

This old man looked to be sixty or seventy years old, but he was refreshed, his legs and feet were light, and he walked extremely fast on the way up the mountain, and he did not sweat and breathe, and he obviously had solid martial arts.

Similarly, as soon as he met him, the old man saw Meng Xiuyuan coming from the mountain road like a gust of wind, knowing that Meng Xiuyuan's light skills were unfathomable, and seeing that Meng Xiuyuan was young and handsome, he hurriedly saluted and politely stopped him:

"This little brother, but a member of Wudangmen?

I don't know that the Wudang faction Zixiao Divine Sword Meng Shaoxia can be on the mountain at this time. ”

"I am Meng Xiuyuan, what is the matter with the old man?"

Meng Xiuyuan stopped, returned the salute, and asked.

When the old woman saw Meng Xiuyuan's martial arts appearance and dress, she already confirmed his identity seven or eight points in her heart, and when she heard Meng Xiuyuan admit it in person, she hurriedly took out a letter and handed it respectfully:

"I am from the ancient tomb, this letter was written by my young lady, and I was asked to send it to Meng Shaoxia's hand......"

Meng Xiuyuan was a little surprised when he heard this, but he still took the letter with both hands, and under the precaution of his secret luck, he opened the envelope on the spot and looked at it.

Although Meng Xiuyuan didn't recognize this handwriting, the habit of choosing words and forming sentences, as well as some of the details mentioned, made Meng Xiuyuan confirm that this letter was indeed written by Miss Yang herself.Chinese

The letter is not too long, but it is written with great care.

At the beginning, Miss Yang first cared for and greeted Meng Xiuyuan intimately, with sincere words and tactful words, with the shyness unique to girls.

Subsequently, perhaps she knew that Meng Xiuyuan must be concerned, so she immediately mentioned the villages that were slaughtered by the Yuan army when the two met, and focused on it.

According to Miss Yang's letter, the strategy of the two of them did work, and by the time the soldiers were led away, the villagers had already fled.

And after those soldiers returned, perhaps because they were afraid that they would be punished for making a big fuss, they hastily cleaned up and left silently, without pursuing the matter again. Come to think of it, there should be someone above to help cover it, but it should be that the task was completed in full.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan was very relieved, and also sighed at Miss Yang's carefulness, knowing the follow-up of taking the initiative to explain this matter to him.

In the letter, Miss Yang changed her mind and talked about her own situation, with some distress in her words.

In the past three years, she has done only one thing in the ancient tomb, and that is to study martial arts.

Because according to the rules of the ancient tomb, ordinary people don't care, but if you want to take over the ancient tomb as the master and continue the development of this faction, you must have the ability to protect yourself.

When you are young, you can also practice in the rivers and lakes under the protection of your elders, but once you are past the age of sixteen, you must return to the ancient tomb and practice kung fu until you have achieved something before you can go out again.

In Miss Yang's generation, due to various changes in the ancient tomb, only she and her aunt were left in charge, so they naturally took over the position of this heir.

Before her death, her mother also instructed her that the rivers and lakes were sinister, and everything should still be based on her own safety, so at least she had to practice to the top martial arts realm of her aunt.

And this made Miss Yang very stressed.

Although she has also achieved success in practicing in the past three years, the more she improves, the more she feels that she is far from the realm of masters like her aunt and Meng Xiuyuan, and she can't help but sigh that there is a long way to go.

Back then, when she and Meng Xiuyuan said that "or three years, or five years, or ten years, I will come back to you after I get out of the customs", she was not sure how far she was going to practice, and the estimated time was calculated according to the three situations of smooth, average, and unsmooth.

Now it seems that three years is no longer a chance, and in five and ten years, it is more likely to be ten years.

And the reason why such a letter came to Meng Xiuyuan is mainly to explain this matter. Because she felt that if she wanted to meet Meng Xiuyuan, it would definitely be at least a few years later.

Miss Yang read between the lines, although she saw obvious feelings of longing, but she was also very restrained, and at the end of the letter, she only said:

"I wish you all the best, and you will see you again in the future."

Obviously, the young and ignorant girl has matured a lot after three years. I know the responsibility of being a descendant of the ancient tomb, and I also know that there are some things that cannot be said casually.

Youth is easy to pass away, and no one is qualified to let others wait for her for a few years just because of wishful thinking.

After reading the letter, Meng Xiuyuan put down the letter paper in his hand, and without much emotion, he took out the silk handkerchief in his arms and asked the old woman opposite:

"Old man, there are three exercises printed in this handkerchief, do you know what they are?"

When the old woman heard this, she naturally knew that Meng Xiuyuan was testing her, but she didn't feel unhappy, but laughed happily:

"Shaoxia, you really read the contents of the handkerchief, well, the girl will be happy to know this.

These three kung fu are the [Qi Training], [Yi Muscle Forging and Bone Chapter] and [Healing Chapter] of the Nine Yin True Scripture, am I right?

Meng Shaoxia, you don't need to worry, you can tell me to do anything.

The old woman and I have served the Yang family for three generations in the ancient tomb, and I grew up watching the girl. Besides, if you don't trust it very much, how can she ask me to send a letter to you, Shaoxia? ”

Meng Xiuyuan nodded when he heard this, and without much gossip, he took out three thin booklets from his arms, and handed them to the old woman along with the silk handkerchief:

"The handkerchief exercises have helped me a lot, and I am really grateful.

These three secret books respectively record a summary of my experience of these three contents in the Nine Yin True Scripture, as well as my personal adaptation of the version, although it is not enough to compensate, but it can be regarded as a talk of my heart.

I also hope that the old man can give it to Miss Yang on my behalf for her reference. ”

"This ......" The old woman was stunned at first when she heard this, she was born in an ancient tomb, and naturally knew that the "Nine Yin True Scripture" was the top martial arts in the world, so she really didn't expect Meng Xiuyuan to be able to adapt it at a young age.

However, it was naturally impossible for her to question Meng Xiuyuan, so she came back to her senses in just a moment and respectfully accepted the three cheats:

"Yes, Meng Shaoxia, please rest assured, I will definitely hand it over to the girl safely."

After the matter was explained, the old woman didn't think about going up to Wudang Mountain again, and turned around to go back to the ancient tomb to resume her life.

It's just that when she was parting, she saw that Meng Xiuyuan's face had been as usual, and she didn't see him have some regrets or distress, so she was a little anxious for Miss Yang in her heart, and she couldn't help but ask more:

"Meng Shaoxia, do you also have a letter to bring to my girl?"

Hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head slightly.

Although when he read this letter, he couldn't help but feel a vague sense of loss in his heart, but more importantly, he still took this matter for granted.

Everyone is a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, meeting each other, each with its own goals and responsibilities, coming and going in a hurry.

Miss Yang needs to follow the ancestral teachings, practice martial arts in retreat, and plan for the safety and inheritance of the Tomb Sect.

Meng Xiuyuan also wanted to climb the peak of martial arts, and wanted to do what he could for the people in this troubled world.

In this case, the two of them will not see each other for a while, in fact, there is no need to force it.

Therefore, in the face of the old woman's inquiry, Meng Xiuyuan only replied with a smile:

"There is no need for letters, please ask the old man to convey a word to Miss Yang for me.

Let's just say, I wish her a smooth cultivation and early success.

In the future, there will be fate, goodbye to the rivers and lakes. ”

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