Zhang Rong just took a sip of tea, and his eyes suddenly widened, "Little rabbit cub, what do you mean? I really don't want to study? I still want to practice internal skills?"

"Isn't this too bad health? Just be healthy, keep fit, ...... be healthy" Zhang Qingshan smiled awkwardly, anyway, everything will be pushed to strengthen the body.

Zhang Rong looked Zhang Qingshan up and down, pondered for a moment, and said: "It's not that there are no secret books of internal strength, it appeared in Shangyang Mansion some time ago. However, it's not a good thing, I went to see it with your Uncle Zhao at the beginning, but it was all incomplete. It doesn't work even after practicing. I originally wanted to get you Uncle Zhao a copy, but we all felt that it was useless, and the price was extremely high, so we didn't want to do it. You really want to practice martial arts?"

Zhang Qingshan's heart moved, the system can improve the swordsmanship, and the internal strength cheats must also work. If it is mutilated, is it possible to deduce the cheats behind the performance?

"Want to try it, uncle, can you get one for me?" Zhang Qingshan's eyes lit up and he asked.

"It's not impossible to get one, a copy is fifty thousand taels, and it's still incomplete!" Zhang Rong pondered, 50,000 taels is not a small amount, although he thinks that since his nephew has spoken, he should support it as an uncle, but such a large amount ......

"Let's see! I'll take a look at it next time I go to business!" Zhang Rong didn't agree immediately, this kind of thing must be discussed with Zhang Jing.

Zhang Qingshan didn't ask, he knew that his uncle was a person, he didn't really have difficulties, and he definitely didn't say anything, "I'll thank my uncle first, it's late, go to bed early, I'll go back to the room first." ”

"Go ahead!"

......

Early in the morning, when Zhang Qingshan was still sleeping, he was woken up by Zhao Daxing.

On the martial arts field, Zhao Daxing stood with a sword.

"Young master, in the past month, I heard that you have insisted on practicing basic skills every day. However, swordsmanship is not the same as basic skills, and if you don't practice swordsmanship well, you will hurt yourself, and it is more boring and boring. Be mentally prepared...... "Zhao Daxing is serious, and he can't joke when practicing martial arts."

Zhang Qingshan wanted to say that he had already learned the Thirteen Deadly Swords, and now he had begun to practice the improved Thirteen Deadly Swords.

Originally, he planned to show Uncle Zhao the situation, but this kind of thing is too terrifying, although Uncle Zhao is a trustworthy person and will not hurt himself, but he is afraid that they will think blindly.

In a month, he never taught himself anything to become the Thirteen Deadly Swords, and he also improved the Thirteen Deadly Swords, which are even more powerful. When this kind of thing is said, no one knows what will happen. Originally, he crossed over and occupied other people's bodies, and he has been kicking and restless in his heart, so let's talk about it when he has a chance in the future.

"I'm ready. Zhang Qingshan said.

"Then you look at it next, I have already given you the cheats, I will only practice once, you have to pay attention to see clearly, after that, I will guide you, guide the practice until it is done!"

After speaking, Zhao Daxing pulled out his long sword violently. The first of the thirteen deadly swords stabbed out.

The speed at which he unleashed his sword was extremely fast, and the speed at which his body moved was also extremely fast, and his swordsmanship opened and closed widely, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping everything.

Zhang Qingshan stared at Zhao Daxing's swordsmanship, but couldn't help frowning.

Uncle Zhao's swordsmanship is very fast, but why are there so many flaws? If I practice with him, it seems to be ...... Each sword can easily dodge itself?

The further back, the faster Zhao Daxing's speed became, and the more fierce the offensive became. The long sword has almost become a phantom, coming and going without a trace.

However, the more Zhang Qingshan looked at it, the more his brows wrinkled. He knew that the further back the Thirteen Swords were, the more fierce the offensive became, and he almost completely gave up defense, only seeking to attack and kill the enemy, and was extremely fierce.

However, this time he watched Uncle Zhao's demonstration with his own eyes, but found that the further back the swordsmanship, the more flaws there were. If you really fight with people, as long as you are a little familiar, it will be almost difficult to hurt others with the thirteen swords that kill you.

After a while, Zhao Daxing finished his demonstration and stood with his sword.

"Young Master, how is it?, do you remember?" Zhao Daxing moved his body, now for the Thirteen Swords of Death, he was already familiar with it, and the demonstration was almost as easy as walking a few steps for him.

Zhang Qingshan scratched the back of his head, he really wanted to point out the flaws in Zhao Daxing's swordsmanship, but after thinking about it left and right, even if he said it, Uncle Zhao might not be able to listen, so he decided not to say it.

"Remember a little bit. Zhang Qingshan thought back and forth, not knowing what to say, but he could use the form of swordsmanship to express it appropriately when he practiced swordsmanship. If Uncle Zhao can find out, then it will be said that he practiced blindly and by mistake. If you can't find it, you can't help it. Wait for a longer time in the future, say it clearly, or teach the improved Thirteen Swords of Death to Uncle Zhao.

"Okay, you can try it!" Zhao Daxing threw the sword away from Zhang Qingshan and said.

Zhang Qingshan held the long sword in his hand and pondered for a while, he didn't want to be skilled in swordsmanship, but he had to point out some of Uncle Zhao's flaws just now, and it should be intuitive and simple.

The first sword, the flaw is like this.

He began to dance the sword, which was very slow and his moves were ugly. However, it directly hit the flaw when Zhao Daxing made his first sword stab just now, and the middle door opened.

"Stop, stop, stop......" Zhao Daxing interrupted Zhang Qingshan as soon as possible, he stepped forward, his brows furrowed, "What are you practicing?"

Zhang Qingshan stopped, with a wry smile on his face, he thought of this result, but he didn't expect to be interrupted so quickly......

"Young master, you are completely different from the one I just practiced!" Zhao Daxing's face was ugly, especially the centipede, as if it had come to life, "I just practiced it, you don't remember it at all?"

"Ah, isn't it like it at all? Maybe I don't have a good memory......" Zhang Qingshan lowered his head and touched his nose, like a child who has made a mistake.

"Okay, young master, martial arts are not a joke. I'm willing to teach you, but you'll have to study hard......! Don't practice alone in the future, if you really want to exercise, it's enough to practice the basic skills with the martial artist in the future, and the swordsmanship really can't be a joke. Zhao Daxing forcibly suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and he sighed, "However, I think it's better for you to study with the old master, young master, in the future, you will be famous, enter the official career, and become famous is the right way." ”

The corners of Zhang Qingshan's eyes twitched, and he knew in his heart that he probably made Uncle Zhao misunderstand that he was deliberately playing around. However, it's okay to do this, the province exposes himself to the thirteen swords.

"Okay! Thank you, Uncle Zhao, I'll think about it. By the way, I've finished reading the cheats, and today the things will be returned to their original owners. Zhang Qingshan took out the secret book of the Thirteen Swords from his arms. This is Uncle Zhao's treasure, and it can't be lost.

"Young master, don't think about it, I'm stupid, I can't speak, I don't mean anything else. Zhao Daxing put away the cheats and sighed, he didn't blame Zhang Qingshan.

It's just that in his opinion, since he wants to practice martial arts, he must take it seriously and treat martial arts with a playful attitude, and he can't accept it. Although he also likes Zhang Qingshan very much and treats him as his relative. However, to treat the right thing, you must have a serious attitude, if not, he will not teach, because the thirteen swords of life are his life, and they are the guarantee of his survival, and he is not willing to play with his most precious things.

"I know, uncle, don't think about it. I will definitely practice martial arts, just like you said, I will practice the basic skills first, and then I will talk about swordsmanship later!"

"Then I'll go on patrol first. ”

Zhang Qingshan did not continue to practice swordsmanship, he practiced his basic skills with peace of mind. Now his physical strength has increased a lot, but if he wants to improve, he can only rely on the accumulation of time, and there is no other shortcut.

For three days in a row, Zhang Qingshan didn't go out, and he was all in the house. After these three days, the weakness of the body has recovered. However, the mental after-effects are still not abating.

The brain seems to be still in the system, and if the sound is a little abrupt, the body will react immediately. Even if he was sleeping, he would be woken up at the slightest disturbance, and he didn't know when he would recover.

Martial law is still under fire in the city for the past few days. I heard that people from Shangyang Mansion came over, but they didn't find any useful clues. Nowadays, in the whole Jingxian County, people are panicking, and almost no one dares to go to the street at night. Zhang's mansion still sends people to patrol day and night, and the defense in the shop has also been strengthened, and the guys who used to be able to go home have to spend the night in the shop. However, Zhang Rong and Zhao Daxing had already left the house yesterday and went to the caravan to prepare to drive the merchants.

Zhang Qingshan has not left the house for many days, and today, he wants to go out for a walk.

Drunken Immortal Building, lively and extraordinary, the young officials singing downstairs provoked the applause of the whole hall with a song of phoenix begging for a phoenix, and the old man pulling the erhu squinted his eyes as if he was going to fall asleep, but when someone threw a reward, he never missed.

Zhang Qingshan went up to the second floor, he is a frequent visitor here, and he has a lot of money, unless it is full, otherwise, the fixed position is always reserved for him.

"Young Master Zhang, is it still the old rule?" the guy took off the rag on his shoulder, wiped the stool and table neatly, and asked with a smile.

"The old rule, though, is double-weighted. The price is not included. "Zhang Qingshan's food has increased greatly recently, and the dishes in the past can only be half full now.

"Haole! Young Master Zhang wait a moment!" the guy shouted, and immediately ran downstairs quickly, still shouting in his mouth: "Double fried golden chicken, two tails of jade bone carp ......"

The speed of serving the food in Zuixianlou was very fast, but in a moment, three dishes and one soup, as well as a pot of Zuixianlou's signature wine, Qinghua Drunk, were sent to the table.

The jade bone carp is the fresh carp that is salvaged in the most urgent part of the Yuan River on the edge of Jingxian County, and the fish bone is clearly visible from the outside, just like the jade is born in the fish meat, and the jade bone carp gets its name from this. This fish does not need any condiments, it is simmered in water, the soup is thick and white, and the taste is delicious but not greasy. The golden chicken is also caught in the depths of the old forest in Jingxian County, nourishing and the meat is smooth and tender, and the jade bone carp is called the two major signboards of the drunken fairy building.

Zhang Qingshan has always liked to eat these two dishes, and he must order them almost every time he comes. However, this time everything was two plates, he grabbed the soup spoon, took a sip of jade bone carp soup into his mouth, and suddenly couldn't help but squint, feeling the satisfaction on the tip of his tongue.

After drinking three mouthfuls of fish soup and eating a mouthful of golden chicken, the two flavors are mixed in the mouth, and the feeling of freshness and sweetness immediately rushes straight to the brain. At this time, after taking a sip of blue and white drunk, it is really a fairy who does not change.

Zhang Qingshan squinted his eyes and ate with peace of mind.

However, at this time, at another table on the second floor, several people were talking.

"Brother Rulun, is there any news about the murderer of Mingyuefang this time?"

"No, however, some clues have been found, and it is likely to be related to Black Wind Village!" was a young man named Wang Rulun who spoke.

"Black Wind Village in Shangyang Mansion?" The questioner gasped, and his face turned a little pale.

"That's right, the biggest and most ferocious bandits in Shangyang Mansion, it is said that they are somewhere in the county government at this time, waiting for time to commit crimes again!" Wang Rulun glanced quietly in the direction of Zhang Qingshan.

"This ...... I only hope that the people of Six Doors will catch the murderer as soon as possible!"