The two old men came out of the house, and saw the two children leaning together, observing something, they thought at first that they were watching the sunset at dusk together, and they inevitably smiled at each other, "I don't learn well at such a young age, didn't you teach it?"

It turned out that the small wooden sword was done, a small wooden sword that was not long, the whole body was wood yellow, the surface was very smooth, and there was a last word engraved on the hilt.

Xiao Lingfan held the sword, Tang Xiaolan fell asleep by Mo Lingfan, the two of them just sat there, the two old men smiled, and the old village chief said: "Don't take Xiaolan to the room to sleep, don't catch a cold"

Mo Lingfan heard the voice of the old village chief, and after hesitating for a moment, he replied: "Okay, I'll go now" said that he was about to pick up Tang Xiaolan, but he had little strength and didn't hug it, the old artist smiled when he saw it, "I'll come" Saying that, he stepped forward and picked up his granddaughter, Lingfan obediently led the way in front, and the old artist also glanced at the old village chief after picking up his granddaughter.

Mo Lingfan never put down his little wooden sword, and even went home at night to sleep with it. In the dream, Mo Lingfan dreamed of that scene again, a man sat cross-legged on the ground, and another man was dancing a sword in front of him, like Tang Xiaolan dancing a sword, he wanted to see it clearly, but the more he looked at it, it was blurred, so he fell asleep...

The next day, before Lingfan opened his eyes, he was woken up by knocking on the head, and there was a rooster crow outside, and the man said: "If you want to learn the sword, you have to smell the chicken and dance, so that you can learn it well" As soon as he finished speaking, Lingfan suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a cute little face, which was attached to him.

"Did your grandfather tell you?" Lingfan said. The person who came was Tang Xiaolan, she pulled Lingfan to get up, at this time the old village chief was already waiting at the door, and the old artist was also there, the old village chief said: "Lingfan, if you want to learn a sword, you have to be willing to endure hardships, are you ready?" changed his previous kindness and said with a serious face.

Lingfan was still a little uncomfortable with this change, and was frightened, but there was no squeak. The old artist said, "Don't scare the child. Saying that, Lingfan said: "Lingfan knows, he must work hard to endure hardships." After speaking, he stood respectfully in front of the old village chief.

Then the old village chief seemed to straighten up and said: "The way of the sword is about qi, and those who practice swords must be upright." At the same time, the old artist also motioned for Tang Xiaolan to stand over together.

The old village chief continued: "If you want to learn the sword well, you must first cultivate your qi, and when the qi realm arrives, the wooden sword can also become a sharp blade." The old village chief paused and said, "You come with me," and the old village chief walked to the backyard. It was the bamboo forest yesterday, and after the two of them stood still, the old village chief picked up a short bamboo pole and gently cut it at the three bamboos in front of him.

Just listen to the wind whistling, three thick bamboo segments into several sections, neat incisions. The two were surprised when they saw it, and the old artist also smiled slightly. The old village chief said: "If you want to practice qi, you must first let your body be able to store enough qi, so you must exercise first, so every day when the rooster crows, run around the village ten times and come back, by the way, you must carry the bamboo on the ground." ”

As he spoke, he took out the prepared basket, "After running, gather here later," the old village chief finished speaking, and went into the house with the old artist. "Even Shaoxia, the sword is not old" The old artist smiled at him, "Don't talk about this, your granddaughter is not bad" said that he actually took out Lingfan's wooden sword in his hand. "It's done well, the foundation is very good."

When the two were talking, the two children were already running with a basket on their backs, there were a total of three bamboos, and Lingfan wanted to carry two at first, but his small body that he hadn't exercised much couldn't carry it at all, and finally it was all given to Tang Xiaolan, she had a foundation, she was tired on her back, but she could also run, and the two ran along the village together.

Passers-by and villagers saw a lot of help, or kind greetings, were explained by them, the two ran to the fifth lap when they were tired and out of breath, the road behind was all a break to walk and run, and when the two returned to the backyard it was almost noon, the two sat together, Tang Xiaolan Xianghan into the rain, Lingfan was also soaked, exuding the unique fragrance of children.

When the village chief saw that the two had returned, he asked them to rest for a while and eat. After the two of them recovered a little, they entered the house, there was a table of good dishes, with all kinds of meat, and milk, and the two of them were already hungry with their chests against their backs, so they were even more excited, Mo Lingfan began to gobble up, and Tang Xiaolan also ate it unceremoniously.

In the afternoon, the two were arranged by the village chief to pick fruits, there are many fruit trees in the village, the second aunt's fruit forest is the most, the two went to help the second aunt, the second aunt gave them a back frame, and a long pole, the long pole is used to tap the fruit, the back basket is behind the back, catch the fruit, the second aunt first showed them, only to see the second aunt knocking while walking, the long pole is like swinging with the leather strip, a light touch, the fruit will fall, the second aunt is fast, take a step forward, the spirit fruit will fall steadily in the frame, the second aunt walked all the way, the fruit that can be knocked has entered the frame。

After the demonstration, the second aunt went to other orchards, and the two began to knock on the fruit, Lingfan knocked lightly, the fruit shook a little, there was no meaning of falling, Lingfan knocked again, the fruit shook badly, but it still did not fall, Lingfan knocked hard, and the fruit flew up in the distance like a kite.

Tang Xiaolan, who was watching, laughed, she also controlled her strength to knock, and the fruit was knocked off, but after flying out a little distance, she pulled her legs and rushed forward, and the spirit fruit smashed steadily on her head, and Ling Fan smiled even more happily.

"What are you laughing at, oops, it hurts" Tang Xiaolan squatted down and shouted at him in pain. Ling Fan didn't smile when he saw it, ran over, touched her head, and rubbed it for her.

Not far away, two old men gnawed on the spirit fruit, and the old artist laughed, "Old bones, this is really a good cultivation method."

The two of them were still knocking on the spirit fruit with difficulty, and there were a few more small bags on Ling Fan's head, and for a whole afternoon, their back basket was not full, only half of it, but many of them were picked up from the ground.

In the evening, after the two returned to the village chief's house for dinner, they returned to Lingfan's house together, there were two beds at home, one for each person, so that the two could exchange cultivation results, and the two of them applied wound medicine to each other, both of which were scratched or smashed by the spirit fruit during the day.

The next day, the rooster crowed, and the two got up and packed up, and ran out, but the village chief was already waiting at the door, carrying the bamboo basket at the door, and running around the village, still running until it was close to noon, and the child did not come back until it was close to noon, and he was as tired as the first day.

In the afternoon, they still went to pick the spirit fruit, this time the two children knocked the two spirit fruits first, washed them and ate them, and after secretly eating the fruit, they found that this fruit had a calming effect, and it tasted warm, but they were busy all afternoon, and still did not pick much, not much more than the first day.

Two weeks passed, the two of them walked out of the house, the rooster crowed, the village chief just pushed open the courtyard door of Lingfan's house, the two of them said hello to the old village chief and ran out, two hours later, they came back after two hours, waiting at home for lunch, the two also secretly ran to the backyard to cut more bamboo, Lingfan's back has three bamboos.

Lingfan called Xiaolan to the backyard and took out two spirit fruits, "Come, here you go." Tang Xiaolan took one and said, "When are you?"

Ling Fan smiled: "I couldn't fit the basket yesterday, so I carried two."

The two of them secretly gnawed the spirit fruit in the backyard, and the two old men in the distance watched all this, and the old artist said, "The two children have grown up a lot!" and continued, "It's almost time for us to leave." ”

"Are you in such a hurry?" said the old village chief.

"Lingfan's child has come out, we can't help staying here, what I promised you has already done, Xiaolan and I will send her to Jianyuan Gate in a few more years, I want to stay with her for a while" The old artist said sincerely,

Mo Lingfan has indeed not been as dull as before since he learned the sword, every day is very fulfilling, it is estimated that he is too tired, and he has no energy to think about his father's departure!, and he is a lot happier every day.

"Well, we don't know when we'll see each other again," said the old village chief, hiding his face and crying.

Seeing this, the old artist said: "Don't be like this, old bones, it's okay, when Xiaolan sends it to Jianyuanmen, I'll come back to accompany you."

At this time, the two of them were picking fruits in the orchard, and now they picked them quickly and accurately, and the strength was just right, and the spirit fruit just fell, and they caught it steadily. After a while, both of them filled a full frame of spirit fruits.

When he sat down to rest, Mo Lingfan asked, "Why hasn't Grandpa taught us how to use a sword yet?"

Tang Xiaolan said: "You don't know this, this is grandpa first exercise our strength and control of force, and then use the sword, we can better control the sword." ”

At this time, two people came this way.....