At three o'clock, everyone was asleep. Zhao Keming instructed loudly while walking in the corridor of the wing: "At the beginning of the hour, if you still hear a sound in someone's room, whoever will fall asleep and practice for two hours at night before sleeping." As soon as the words fell, Zhao Keming also finished the aisle, and the empty corridor was silent.

It was a long night.

No matter how long the night is, the light will always come, and this is mutual birth.

The back kitchen feeds the chickens to be slaughtered, and when they are ugly, no one knows, but when they are ugly, they cry loudly, because Fauber is already lighting the fire in the back kitchen. Screaming when it is ugly is God's destined mission, and screaming when it is ugly, but it is the wail of dying, which naturally wins people's hearts.

After the rooster crowed, Zhao Keming was already taking a leisurely walk in the corridor of the wing room, chanting the poem with great interest: "If you don't come back in the middle of the year, it will be difficult to regain the morning in one day." Be encouraged in time, and the years will not treat others. The tone is subdued and frustrated, as if he is a good teacher.

Ding Pei was the first to walk out of the Zirat Pavilion and stood outside the door, Zhao Lin and Lei Hate also walked out of the door after finishing the bundle, Li Yuanqing didn't even have time to clean up, and hurriedly ran out of the corridor to wait. The lights in the Weiyang Pavilion were bright, and a makeup comb was printed on the window grille, and Shen Yao shouted in a panic in the house: "Don't panic, don't panic, it's good for a while!"

A fire of ignorance ignited in Zhao Keming's heart, Zhao Keming walked quickly to the outside of the Yinhu Pavilion, raised his leg is kick, and roared loudly: "I died three years early, have you ever slept less?"

Zhong Bao, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, seemed to be thundering, and the three souls were gone, so he turned over and rose up in fright, "Master...... Parent"

"From today onwards, gather outside the courtyard at one o'clock, have breakfast at two o'clock, go back to the room to pick up weapons and things, practice in the martial arts field in the backyard at three o'clock, and stand on a single wooden stake for two hours. Zhao Keming scolded violently, turned around and left.

The backyard martial arts field is actually just a lawn, and there is no fence around it. The six of them lined up and stood neatly in the center of the martial arts field, Zhao Keming stood coldly with his hands in his hands, Zhao Lin, Zhong Bao, and Shen Yao all came to the martial arts field with their swords on their backs, which made a few people who hated Lei Hate who did not have swords.

Zhong Bao was dressed in white, and the pale yellow scabbard on his back made it more and more quaint, and it actually added a bit of grandeur; Shen Yao was dressed in a green gauze skirt, and the green bamboo on his back was even more emerald, crystal clear, as if it were natural; Zhao Lin's back was a heavy sword, a dragon swallowed his mouth, and a tiger's whiskers were spikes, a simple and unpretentious heavy sword, Zhao Lin's upright and slightly thin body was a little difficult to carry.

"From today on, no matter whether the weather is sunny or rainy, practice the swordsmanship of the Iron Sword Gate every morning, practice the body and footwork in the afternoon, and every night I will teach different mental and internal skills according to your respective entry, swordsmanship, body method, and mental method, all three cannot be wasted, remember!"

"Disciple remember. ”

"Zhong Bao and Shen Yao's swords are both rare swords, and it is good to use them as swords for practice, so as to avoid the trouble of searching for swords after the swordsmanship is completed in the future. Zhao Keming turned his head to look at Zhao Lin, as if he was talking to everyone: "Zhao Lin's saber was made for him by a distant uncle, it looks like a sword and not a sword, but it is just suitable for practicing my iron sword method." “

The crowd was silent, waiting for the rest of the conversation.

"It's Ding Pei, Lei Hat, Li Yuanqing, you and the other three don't have swords, for the time being, use the iron sword I brought from the door as practice, if the division goes down the mountain after half a year, you can be selected by the branch and will let you choose the sword in the door to wear." With that, Zhao Keming casually threw out three iron swords.

Ding Pei and Li Yuanqing were not sad or happy, although Zhao Keming was as casual as throwing out three pieces of rotten iron, because Li Yuanqing still remembered the teacher's advice: "If a person wants to eat in his life, he must rely on his own ability."

"Okay, now that you all have your own swords, I will officially teach you a set of sword formations, Liuhe sword formations today!" Without too many pleasantries, Zhao Keming went straight to the point and taught the lessons of today's practice.

After Zhao Keming finished speaking, he personally commanded the six people to stand in formation, taking the east, west, north, south and north directions as the axis, and according to the six gates of "Qian, Kun, Water, Fire, Life, and Death" as the base point, performing 16 directions and repeating 64 changes.

Standing in front of the formation and looking at it, there was nothing unusual about the queue, Zhao Lin stood alone at the forefront, Lei Ha and Zhong Bao stood in the second row, Ding Pei stood alone in the third row, and Shen Yao and Li Yuanqing stood side by side at the end.

If you stand on a high place and look down, you can see that the formation is wonderful, with Ding Pei as the base point, the five people are in a circle of circulation, two by two, and a few rounds can be transformed into sixty-four different formations. If one person is surrounded by this formation, unless the people in the formation are ten times higher than the martial arts of the six people in the formation, there will be no life.

Zhao Ke described in detail the sixty-four kinds of formation changes, and the six of them were confused, and Li Yuanqing couldn't find the north, let alone change the moves.

Zhao Keming seemed to have expected it, and he was not in a hurry at all, telling it over and over again, telling it in detail.

"Ouch!"

"What's wrong?" Zhao Keming's stern roar shook the six people who were spinning in circles.

"Master, Li Yuanqing stepped on my foot. Shen Yao leaned down and rubbed the instep of her feet, brushing the dirt on her green cloth boots, and seemed to complain.

Li Yuanqing eats one less bowl of rice at noon. Zhao Ke said succinctly.

There was no joy or anger in this sentence of "eat one less bowl of rice", but Li Yuanqing secretly blamed himself in his heart, why was he so stupid, why was he so careless, the green boots were not easy to wash, and how could there be water to wash the boots on the top of the mountain, the master must think that this country boy was not a weapon, and he couldn't learn such a simple formation...... The more I think about it, the more chaotic it becomes, and the more chaotic it becomes, the more wrong it become

At the beginning of the afternoon, Li Yuanqing had already eaten three bowls of rice, and in the end, Zhao Keming just kept silent and no longer punished, for fear that Li Yuanqing's five bowls of rice would be deducted in the end.

Siesta.

I don't dare to take a lunch break, just half an hour, I don't sleep deeply, I will be woken up, it's really uncomfortable, which is why the vast majority of people always refuse to take a safe lunch break.

Li Yuanqing returned to the Wuma Pavilion, gently pulled the door latch, opened the baggage, and carefully turned out the things in the baggage, there was nothing, only three pieces of broken silver, the silver that his mother gave him when he left, now there is only broken silver, and he can no longer use it, so he can leave a thought, his mother did not leave any objects to think about, and only hoped that Li Yuanqing would study art with peace of mind and return to the hometown after success.

"Ding...... Dingding"

The lunch break was over, Zhao Keming didn't come to shout in the corridor of the wing room again, Ding Pei, Zhong Bao and the other six people all packed up their clothes and walked towards the martial arts field alone. Zhao Keming had already been waiting in the martial arts field, looking at the different expressions of the six people, there was some anger between his eyebrows, some were sleepy-eyed, some were tired and weak, and some were thoughtful, but Li Yuanqing was alone with his head drooping and finally came over, and he hurried to come because he was packing his baggage.