Pei Ye walked out of the water room easily, and did not see Zhu Gaoyang again, but Ming Qitian stood under the shadow of the tree at the entrance of the county government, holding a book in one hand, and holding a pear in two fingers under the book.

In the other hand, he held another pear to his mouth, which was already halfway eaten.

Pei Ye walked over, this sword master had already recovered the snow clothes and jade posture when he first saw him when he appeared in Wangxipo last night, and it was understandable that the new clothes were placed in the storage, but there was no time to wash his body in the water room yesterday, I don't know what special method she used.

Of course, Pei Ye would not speak out of this kind of abrupt question, so he walked over and said, "I'm sorry Miss Ming, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Ming Qitian shook his head and handed him the pear in his hand: "Chang County Order brought it." ”

Pei Ye took it: "Shall we go to learn the sword now?" ”

Ming Qitian said, "We need to find a quiet place, where to go?" ”

Pei Li thought for a moment: "Quiet...... Or go to my yard? ”

"Okay."

Pei Ye went back to the house to clean up, took the sword, picked up the black cat, and walked to his small courtyard with Ming Qitian.

Walking through the streets and alleys, turning around, I finally returned to this familiar alley after a long absence.

It's quiet, it's silent.

The faded peach talisman on the door was completely eroded by the ambergris rain, and Pei Ye pushed the wooden door, and the sound of "squeak" was even a little abrupt in this space.

"The house is shabby." Pei Ye glanced at the dilapidated house and the furnishings in the courtyard, and said with some surprise, "But the venue is okay." ”

"That's enough." Ming Qitian nodded slightly, and went straight to the point, "In addition to the swordsmanship passed on by the predecessors, what swordsmanship do you have?" ”

Pei Ye raised his eyes and thought for a moment: "It should be. No, I haven't learned any other swordsmanship, Miss Ming. ”

"How could it be gone?" Ming Qitian shook his head, "But if you learn to hold a sword, you must use at least one sword technique as enlightenment and practice after learning to hold it, is it that sword technique that you learned from the beginning?" ”

"Oh! Not really. Pei Ye was a little embarrassed and said, "Of course there is a sword of enlightenment, but that is the "Open Door Sword" uploaded by the rivers and lakes. It's very ordinary and it's simple, I think."

"You don't think it's a sword?"

"I-" Pei Ye was stunned for a moment.

Of course he felt it was a sword, but

"Everyone's sword is built from the lowest place, Pei Li. We are learning swords, and we can be as honest as possible, and we don't have to be embarrassed to reveal to me what we have learned in a shallow and crude way. Mingqi looked at him evenly.

Pei Li's heart sank.

Yes, if a certain martial arts boy asked him the same question, would he think that "Open Door Sword" was not worth mentioning? He will meticulously pass on to him everything he has practiced along the way.

It's just that the person in front of him is Ming Qitian, he subconsciously hid those "unbearable" swordsmanship, thinking that only things like the Snow Night Flying Goose Sword Style can enter her eyes and have the meaning of being guided.

It's probably a bit like a poor boy who was asked by a famous lady what games he liked to play when he was a child, and naturally hid his vulgar pleasure of peeing and mud, and searched his stomach to find a hobby that was closer to the big family.

And such subtle ideas have nowhere to hide under the reflection of "Spiegel Bingjian".

"I'm sorry." Pei Ye said in a low voice.

Ming Qitian is indeed a teacher who shines by candlelight, Pei Li corrected his mentality, and told the woman in front of him in great detail about all the swordsmanship training he had received since he held the sword at the age of nine—whether it was from the old man or from the martial arts master.

And Ming Qitian just listened quietly, without shaking his head or nodding his head.

Even if Pei Ye said some experiences, he felt his cheeks heat - when he was a child, there was a time when he was obsessed with the rumored fast sword that cut his throat and saw no blood, so he threw a handful of willow leaves into the air every day, imagining that they were enemies attacking from all directions, and stabbed each piece before hitting the ground.

If you miss a piece, you will be hit by a sword, and if you miss a sword, you will be dead—but of course you can be resurrected or have a second life.

This kind of game and practice lasted for four or five months, and the few willow trees at the door were bald.

From this kind of practice until he stabbed the [Falling Soul on a Snowy Night] in the Xiancang Mountain, Pei Li's sword path self-description came to an end.

Ming Qitian listened carefully, and said, "You make the open door sword again, and I'll take a look." ”

Pei Ye picked up his sword, came to the middle of the courtyard, and meticulously used this set of swordsmanship that he had practiced countless times since he was a child.

As its name suggests, it is indeed not a real swordsmanship to some extent, at least not a swordsmanship used in actual combat.

It was specially created for kendo enlightenment, and its sword moves are set up so that novices can become proficient in basic movements such as slashing and stabbing, and master the articulation between them, just like the character "Yong" written when practicing calligraphy.

Now that Pei Ye has used every move, he is naturally extremely proficient, and he is enough to pull the students to the martial arts hall to do the highest standard.

After a set of swordsmanship, the last movement is retracting to the sword at the beginning. Pei Ye breathed a sigh of relief, even if it was such a simple swordsmanship, he did his best to practice it seriously.

"This is the opening sword I learned, Miss Ming."

Pei Ye looked at the woman and waited for the evaluation with some apprehension.

"Very poor." Ming Qi Heavenly Dao.

“.”

"But your talent is really good." Ming Qitian continued to say seriously, "You lack the most basic sword dao realm, and only relying on a spiritual light to understand a sword style like [Cloud Sky Covering Eyes and Losing Feathers] is actually equivalent to flying before you go. ”

"But we still have to start walking." She continued.

Start by walking? Could it be that he has been practicing swords for eight years and has not started to leave?

How can that be said to be talented?

There were doubts in his heart, so Pei Li asked directly.

"You haven't read "Introduction to the Sword Art of the Six Dynasties"?" Ming Qitian listened to his question and asked rhetorically.

"Nope." Pei Ye wanted to touch his head a little, so he endured it.

What's that? Do you still have to read books to practice swords?

"What about the other sword science books?"

"There is no Ming girl, what is the Sword Theory?" Pei Ye asked simply.

Pei Ye frowned slightly when he saw the moth eyebrows for the first time.

"Studying sword theory is something that needs to be persisted in for a long time, and we can talk about it in detail later." Ming Qitian flipped his wrist and took out a small booklet, "This is "Introduction to the Sword Art of the Six Dynasties", there are not many words, but the content is profound and strategic, and it can be your first book of sword theory." ”

Pei Ye took it a little dazed and turned two pages.

"This booklet can be read in two or three days, but I need you to read it carefully and understand it as deeply as possible. You can go through it over and over again for a month, preferably taking notes. Ming Qitian said calmly.

Then she hesitated for a moment and added, "I'll check when I get back." ”

"Huh?" Pei Ye flipped through the booklet in his hand, and was in a daze at those complicated words, at this time, when he heard this sentence, it seemed to affect some memories of his childhood, and his heart was inexplicably flustered, and he subconsciously raised his hand and said: "Ming, Mr. Ming, I don't have enough for a month, I hope I can check it later, because I. Not very literate. ”

"Huh?" For the first time, the woman tilted her head.

(End of chapter)