"I'm here to learn swords. ”

Xu Changfeng looked at the young man in front of him and replied seriously.

"Can any cat or dog learn swords these days?" The young man stood up from the chair, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and immediately pulled out the small sword on his waist, looking at Xu Changfeng angrily, "You are a hillbilly who has not washed the marrow, even if you are given a copy of the superior sword scripture, you have to understand it!"

As he spoke, he waved his short sword twice at Xu Changfeng out of thin air, making a swishing sound of splitting the air.

At this time, Xu Changfeng was wearing a gray cloth coarse coat, which did look very much like entering the city from the countryside. However, it was not this that Xu Changfeng cared about.

"If you don't wash the marrow, you can't learn the sword?" why?" asked Xu Changfeng suspiciously.

He only knew that there would be a certain gap between those who did not wash the marrow and the cultivators, but he never thought that the threshold for learning the sword was to wash the marrow.

"Brother Wei, I'm afraid this person is not a fool. The boy who had beaten the boy on the back before couldn't help laughing.

"Boy, did you disturb my nap?" the sword-wielding young man's expression was slightly serious, "I'll count three times and disappear in front of me immediately, otherwise, I'll stab you out of a hole with a sword, believe it or not?"

Xu Changfeng's heart trembled, and he subconsciously took two steps back. Although it is not his character to swallow his breath quietly, but at this time, if he does not retreat, he will really be a fool.

"Wei Changting, what are you going to do?"

At this moment, a woman's voice came from the sword courtyard.

Xu Changfeng turned his head and saw that the woman was about twenty years old, wearing a purple skirt robe, crescent eyebrows, and a ponytail. In his right hand he held a thin sword, and the spike fluttered in the wind.

When the sword-wielding boy saw the woman, he immediately accepted the sword in his hand, and replied with a panicked expression: "Senior Sister Long, there is a hillbilly here who has not washed the marrow and wants to come to learn the sword, but he refuses to leave, so I have to ......."

"The sword is a weapon to kill the enemy, not a tool to bully the weak. When the woman heard this, Bai Zhi's face frowned, "Have you forgotten the rules of my Qingzhu Sword Academy?"

When he said the words of the courtyard rules, the sword-wielding boy and the young man standing behind him changed their faces drastically. This matter can be big or small, if it is punished, it is serious that they can be expelled from the Sword Academy. At that time, not only will he not be able to raise his head among his peers, but he will also lose face for the entire family.

The students who can enter the Qingzhu Sword Academy to learn swords all have a certain family background.

The woman no longer paid attention to the two teenagers, faced Xu Changfeng, and asked softly, "Now that the enrollment deadline of Qingzhu Sword Academy has passed, do you have a letter of recommendation for signing up now?"

"Yes. ”

Xu Changfeng replied without thinking. After speaking, he took out a letter from the wardrobe and handed it to the woman with both hands.

The sword-wielding young man looked at the letter handed out by Xu Changfeng, and couldn't help but scold several times in his heart: "Since you have a letter of recommendation, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

The woman swept the letter of recommendation handed out by Xu Changfeng, her face changed in shock, and she immediately turned to the two teenagers beside her: "You almost got into trouble! Each of you will be punished for copying the rules of the academy fifty times, and give them to me before class tomorrow morning, otherwise I will tell the dean about it." ”

The two teenagers trembled in fright, and immediately turned their heads and ran, presumably for fear of not being able to finish copying the rules of the hospital.

Watching the two leave, the woman said to Xu Changfeng in a friendly voice: "You put the letter away, and I will take you to the hospital." ”

After the woman finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the courtyard door, followed by Xu Changfeng.

As soon as I was admitted to the hospital, I was greeted by a green bamboo forest, and there was a bluestone path in the forest, winding through the bamboo forest. The trail is not very long, and there is occasionally a branch leading to a pavilion in the middle of the bamboo forest.

When the two walked along the path, they saw a wide fencing field, on which several students in green shirts were practicing swordsmanship, and a crisp fencing sound echoed. Xu Changfeng looked at the students on the sword training field longingly, and his heart was even more excited.

On both sides of the sword training ground, there is a stone spring in each, and several pavilions behind the stone spring are arranged horizontally and vertically.

"This is the school of my Qingzhu Sword Academy. The woman took Xu Changfeng to walk through the side of the pavilion and whispered, "On weekdays, the new students who enter the school take morning classes here, remember not to be late for morning classes, otherwise you will be caught by the teaching, and the consequences will be very serious." At the end of the sword practice ground is the retreat pavilion, the library pavilion. After one year of enrollment, there will be no unified morning classes, and you can go to the Library Pavilion and the Meditation Pavilion to study the Sword Sutra or concentrate on Qi practice. Of course, you can also find a teacher to teach you swordsmanship individually. ”

Xu Changfeng secretly wrote it down in his heart.

"My name is Long Yuxin, and I have been practicing in the Qingzhu Sword Academy for six years, and now I am in charge of the conduct of your freshmen on a part-time basis. You can call me Senior Sister Long......"

The woman then introduced some rules of the Qingzhu Sword Academy to Xu Changfeng, walked forward with Xu Changfeng for a while, and then passed through a small gate, outside which there was a stream and a wooden bridge was built on it. Behind the wooden bridge, there is a simple house, which is the destination of the two.

Although the house was rudimentary, there was not a trace of dust, and it was obviously often cleaned.

Long Yuxin walked to the half-hidden wooden door and knocked twice: "Senior Su, is it convenient to disturb?"

After a while, an old voice came from inside: "It's the dragon girl, come in." ”

Long Yuxin turned his head to signal Xu Changfeng, and then pushed the door and walked in. At this time, Xu Changfeng's heart was still uneasy, behind this simple wooden door, it would determine whether he could stay and practice swordsmanship.

There was an old man sitting in the room, his face was extremely old, but despite this, his eyes were still shrewd, and his face was ruddy.

The age of a practitioner cannot be discerned by his appearance, and although the old man is only in his prime, his actual age must be over 100 years old.

"Senior Su, there is a new student here, and his letter of recommendation has your name written on it. Long Yuxin said respectfully.

"Huh?"

When the old man heard this, he immediately got up from the ground and walked in front of Xu Changfeng: "Give me the letter of recommendation." ”

Xu Changfeng didn't dare to slack off, and still handed out the envelope with both hands.

The old man glanced at the name on the envelope, opened it, and immediately his face changed greatly, and his eyes were a little moist.

After the old man read the letter carefully, his hands couldn't help but tremble a little: "Dragon girl, you go back first." ”

"Yes!"

Long Yuxin didn't say anything, turned around and closed the door and left.

"It's been ten years, this old immortal guy finally remembered to find me......" After Long Yuxin left, the old man sighed and sighed.

He blinked his eyes and stared at Xu Changfeng in front of him, and after a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Mr. Qin, where is he now?"

"Sir, he just left Chang'an this morning, and he didn't tell his disciple where he was going. Xu Changfeng's tone was a little low.

"It's still the same as before, the dragon is nowhere to be seen. The old man shook his head and said, his old face showing some regret, "This old guy will give me a problem as soon as he comes up." Your meridians are weak, and you can't wash the marrow. But the enrollment threshold of my Qingzhu Sword Academy is to wash the marrow before the age of sixteen......"

The human body was as vigorous as the sun when he was a teenager, and if he missed this stage before starting to cultivate, even if he spent a lot of effort, it would be difficult to make a difference. Cultivating this road, naturally the sooner the better, the first talented woman of the Shengshi Dynasty Zhan Liuli, at the age of twelve successfully washed the marrow, almost stepped on the golden time to start practicing, as long as you work hard to cultivate, if you want to reach the peak of cultivation in the future, it may not be impossible. The path of practice is different from others, and the starting point is on a large level, and the height that can be reached is already determined.

When Xu Changfeng heard this, his surging mood immediately cooled down. He was already sixteen years old, and even if he succeeded in cleansing the marrow now, he would no longer meet the rules of the Qingzhu Sword Academy.

In fact, not only the Qingzhu Sword Academy, but also many first-class second-rate sword academies on the rivers and lakes all require the age of marrow washing to stop at sixteen. After all, sixteen percent of the total, and further to the latter, the advantage is greatly weakened.

"However, after all, you are his disciple, and you are still my nephew in terms of seniority, so I have to help you solve this matter. The old man looked at Xu Changfeng's lost expression and couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Qin should have mentioned me to you, right?"

"You are...... Uncle Su?" Xu Changfeng asked in surprise when he heard this.

"Exactly!" Su Yongqiu nodded with satisfaction, "I haven't confiscated a disciple in my life, since that's the case, you can be regarded as half of my apprentice!"

Half an apprentice is enough to see that Mr. Qin has a very high status in Su Yongqiu's heart.