The Liu family has been based in Wenxi Town for hundreds of years, and has been operating well for several generations, and now the Liu family has become the first family, the first merchant and the first landlord in Wenxi Town. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The huge business created by the Liu family is naturally covetous, attracting the prying eyes of the rivers and lakes and many bandits.

It's just that the Liu family has always been good friends with the government and martial arts people, so the Liu family has always been safe and sound.

Especially twenty or thirty years ago, two masters of the rivers and lakes with the surname and the surname lived in seclusion on Zhongtiao Mountain, and even killed a group of small gangsters by thunderbolt means, and even many bandits were shocked and fled away.

Today is a sunny and good weather, and before noon, Liu Zhengyun, the head of the Liu Mansion, stood outside the gate of the mansion with a group of family members and waited.

Although no formal banquet has been held, the identity of Yang Ming and Liu Fuyizi has been known to everyone, and even some villagers and farmers in Wenxi Town know about it.

Therefore, Yang Ming is now standing beside Liu Zhengyun and his wife with his sister Qingwen, waiting for the upcoming Master Feng.

When the time finally reached noon, a middle-aged man wearing a hat appeared at the end of the long street.

The middle-aged man was about fifty or sixty years old, with a yellow, scorched face full of majesty, and a messy beard above and below his lips.

If there is no mistake, this middle-aged man should be the Feng Master that everyone is waiting for.

But where does he look like a senior master?

It's easier to believe that it's a sturdy old farmer or a butcher who slaughters pigs.

But-

Yang Ming knows very well that you can't judge people by their appearance, just like the elder who Master Feng cares about the most, and now he is also an old man who looks weak.

But who would have thought that this old man who stepped into the coffin with half a foot now still has the strength to become the number one master in the world.

There is a distance of hundreds of meters from the end of the long street to the front of Liu's mansion.

That Master Feng's footsteps were not in such a hurry, but after five breaths, he arrived in front of the Liu family and the others.

Observing this Feng Master in front of him, Yang Ming felt that his body exuded a terrifying [Qi], as if this Feng Master was actually a humanoid tiger.

Moreover, in this master's waist, there is also a stainless steel sword, which lets people know that he is the Jianghu warrior who is forbidden by martial arts.

"I've seen Feng Daxia! Wine and food have been prepared in the house, please come in and rest!"

After Liu Zhengyun stepped forward to salute Master Feng, he warmly invited.

Master Feng didn't refuse, and after nodding lightly, he followed Liu Zhengyun towards Liu's mansion.

"Huh?"

When passing by Yang Ming and Qingwen, Master Feng's gaze swept over Yang Ming and Qingwen, and then frowned unhappily.

Yang Ming naturally felt a trace of disgust in Master Feng's eyes.

Although this master Feng is a martial artist, he attaches great importance to filial piety, but Yang Ming's short hair is regarded by him as a disobedient person who disrespects his parents.

Although he wants to worship this Feng master as a master to practice martial arts and practice swords, if the other party really looks down on him, Yang Ming is not willing to put a hot face on other people's cold butts.

After following Liu Zhengyun and Master Feng back to the mansion, Yang Ming and Qingwen accompanied them to the banquet prepared in the living room.

Liu Zhengyun and his wife are very fond of Yang Ming, the righteous son, and know that Yang Ming has the ambition to practice martial arts and swords, so they want Master Feng to put Yang Ming and Qingwen together in the door wall.

That Master Feng is not a person who talks much, and after going through a passing scene at the banquet, he mentioned the purpose of coming today.

"Liu Yuanwai sends offerings to me and my junior brother every year, as long as Miss Qingwen cultivates the 'Basic Sword Technique' sent by me without error, my junior brother and I will definitely accept her as a disciple. ”

Although Liu Zhengyun had the heart to mention Yang Ming's apprenticeship, he also knew that this kind of thing should not be rushed.

Mentioning the matter of her apprenticeship, Qingwen immediately stood up and said to Master Feng.

"Master Feng, the disciple's cultivation of the "Basic Sword Technique" has been slightly successful, please ask Master Feng to test the disciple!"

"Okay! Let's go to the yard!"

Although Master Feng always looked like he was treating people harshly, he couldn't help but smile at this time.

In fact, although Liu Qingwen's qualifications for practicing martial arts are not superb, but they are also human, if they can practice diligently, they can also become a chivalrous woman in the future.

It's a pity that Liu Qingwen is a daughter, otherwise, Master Feng would have the heart to let her be his heir.

Yang Ming accompanied Liu Zhengyun and his wife and Master Feng to the spacious courtyard, and Liu Qingwen walked to the middle of the courtyard and took out the short sword to practice the "Basic Swordsmanship" she practiced.

Her natural capital is not bad, coupled with her diligent cultivation during this time, this set of "Basic Sword Technique" is exactly the same, and Huo Huo is very popular between dances.

When Liu Qingwen completed the practice of a set of "Basic Swordsmanship", even Master Feng, who had a stern face, nodded with satisfaction.

"Miss Qingwen has good qualifications, so she can be a registered disciple first when she joins my sect. If you are successful in cultivating internal skills, you can become a disciple of my disciple. ”

Now it is the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the four sides are restless, the country is full of bandits, if you can practice a good martial arts, not only can you protect yourself, but also protect the safety of your family and neighbors.

Hearing that Master Feng was willing to accept his daughter as an apprentice, Liu Zhengyun hurriedly bowed and said excitedly.

"Master Feng is willing to accept the little girl, there is really nothing to repay, this year the old man is willing to offer double the offering. ”

and double the offering, that is, two thousand taels of silver.

The corners of Master Feng's mouth couldn't help but smile.

The so-called penny is difficult to defeat a hero.

Although he is loyal and honest, he is now a little more cunning as a businessman.

If he directly agreed to accept Liu Qingwen as a disciple at the beginning, where did he get such benefits today?

Today's matter has been done, and just as Master Feng was about to return to the mountain to continue his cultivation, Qingwen suddenly knelt down to him and said.

"Sealed ...... Master! The disciple has something to tell me! My righteous brother Yang Ming's martial arts training qualifications are above mine, so please Master take my righteous brother into the sect as well. ”

"Qingwen ......"

Yang Ming opened his mouth slightly, looking at Liu Qingwen who was kneeling on the ground in surprise.

Liu Zhengyun and his wife have no children under their knees, and it is reasonable to say that they love him in every way.

But Yang Ming didn't expect that this righteous sister, who had known each other for a few days, would also kneel down and beg for herself.

A fierce gaze fell on Yang Ming's body.

Yang Ming turned his head and saw that Master Feng was looking at him with an unkind gaze.

Yang Ming knew that now was the time to test himself.

Bowing to Master Feng, Yang Ming knelt down on one knee and said.

"The disciple wants to follow you to practice martial arts and practice swords, and I beg Master Feng to fulfill it. ”

"Hmph! Qingwen said that your qualifications are above her, but you show me with both hands. ”

Master Feng has lived in seclusion on Zhongtiao Mountain for twenty or thirty years, and has a relationship with three generations of the Liu family.

But Yang Ming, the newly adopted son of the Liu Mansion, was just a stranger to him.

"I implore Master Feng to borrow a sword!"

Feeling Master Feng's contempt for him, Yang Ming stood up and said without humility or arrogance.

"Take it!"

Master Feng stretched out his hand and slapped it on the scabbard, and the three-foot stainless steel sword flew out of the scabbard and slammed into Yang Ming's chest.

The sword shines brightly and breathtakingly.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be flustered at this time, and it would be difficult to catch this sword.

However, Yang Ming had no fear in his eyes, and after he waved his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword, he took advantage of the situation to perform the sword cutting style in the "Basic Sword Technique".

Yang Ming's courage alone was enough to make Master Feng look at him differently.

But then, Yang Ming's "Basic Sword Technique" shocked him.

Thorn sword, split sword, flirt sword, hanging sword, cloud sword, point sword, collapse sword, cut sword, cut wrist flower-

These "Basic Sword Technique" moves were used in Yang Ming's hands, and each sword cut through the air, and the sword momentum was full of charm.

If a person who has practiced swords for ten years, it is naturally a common thing to be able to use such a "Basic Sword Technique".

However, Master Feng had observed Yang Ming's hands, which were not at all the hands of a person who had practiced swords all year round.

The same swordsmanship, different people use different powers, this is the so-called talent gap.

After Yang Ming finished casting a set of "Basic Sword Techniques", he put away his sword and stood up and looked at Master Feng and said.

"Please give Master Feng some advice, can the disciple worship into your door wall?"

"How long have you been practicing this set of Basic Sword Techniques?"

"What I said just now is the tenth time that a disciple has performed this set of Basic Sword Techniques. ”

"It's a big boy. Bring it—"

Glaring at Yang Ming fiercely, Master Feng stretched out his right hand.

After Yang Ming handed the steel sword back into his hand, although this Feng master did not speak, he began to perform a set of swordsmanship.

As a first-class master who can compete with the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Master Feng naturally did not perform the "Basic Sword Technique", but a set of sword techniques that were as fast as the wind.

There was a faint wind sound in this set of swordsmanship, a sword move was as fast as a sword, and the wind stirred up was getting stronger and stronger, and the power was great, and the momentum emitted by the sword edge gradually expanded, and the spectators only felt that the cold was pressing, and their faces and hands were blown by the wind and were faintly painful, and they involuntarily retreated.

The circle around Master Feng gradually expanded, and there were four or five zhang square.

Master Feng's swordsmanship is not only amazing, but also has a strong momentum on the sword, showing that his internal cultivation is also extremely profound.

By the time Master Feng finished using this set of swordsmanship, Yang Ming was already stunned and fell into a stupor.

Seeing Yang Ming's appearance, Master Feng said with a smug smile.

"Boy, how many tricks did you remember about the set of "Tempest Sword" that the old man performed just now?"

Yang Ming came back to his senses and arched his hand.

"Disciple is not talented! One hundred and eight styles of "Tempest Fast Sword", the disciples have memorized all of them. ”

"Well, aren't you deceiving the old man? If you remember everything, show it to me. ”

In fact, such a request is completely difficult for the strong.

If you are a talented kendo master, it is not difficult to show off the swordsmanship you have seen once.

However, this Feng master knew that Yang Ming was just a person who was just learning swordsmanship.

Moreover, his "Wind Fast Sword" is faster than a sword, and ordinary people who have no internal cultivation may not be able to see the sword moves he casts behind him at all.

Since Yang Ming dared to say big things, Master Feng also intended to make things difficult for him.

Yang Ming took the stainless steel sword from Master Feng's hand, and imitated Master Feng's appearance just now to cast the "Tempest Sword".

To Master Feng's surprise, Yang Ming's "Tempest Sword" was exactly the same, not only did there be no mistakes or omissions in the swordsmanship, but even Yang Ming's body and footwork were the same as when Master Feng used it himself.

"This kid...... How could it be ......"

This set of "Tempest Quick Sword" is a self-created swordsmanship created by Master Feng who has lived in seclusion for fifteen years, but now it has been learned by Yang Ming to teach people how not to be shocked.

"Tempest Fast Sword" one hundred and eight style one sword is as fast as a sword, although Yang Ming barely showed the swordsmanship behind it, but completely lost the charm of "Tempest Fast Sword".

After the completion of this set of swordsmanship, Yang Ming held the sword in both hands and bowed his head and said.

"If Master Feng is satisfied with the qualifications of the disciple, I sincerely ask that the disciple be accepted into the disciple. ”

After a moment of silence, Master Feng said.

"Your talent in martial arts is really amazing, don't say it's the Wuyue Sword Sect, even Wudang Shaolin will want to take you into the door, why do you insist on worshipping me as a teacher?"

Master, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?

The disciple is amazingly talented, why don't you want it yet?

Glancing at Master Feng with some resentment, Yang Ming said in a deep voice.

"Please forgive the disciple for being disrespectful, Master Feng is from the Huashan Sect in the Wuyue Sword Sect?"

"How do you know about such a thing?"

Master Feng's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Yang Ming with murderous intent, but then his gaze softened.

"That's right! The old man is a member of the Huashan Sect Sword Sect, and his disciples are not even. ”

Really......

Hearing the name [Feng Buping], some memories that Yang Ming had forgotten faintly surfaced.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ming continued.

"The younger generation has heard that there is a reclusive senior master of the Huashan faction who is revered as a [Sword Saint], and he is the most supreme martial artist in the world - because of that [Sword Saint] senior, the younger generation has always wanted to worship under the Huashan faction, and I implore Master Feng to accept the disciple. ”

"My Huashan faction can be respected as the predecessor of the [Sword Saint]...... Isn't it Uncle Feng?"

Feng Buping didn't know what to think, and suddenly grabbed Yang Ming's shoulders with both hands, and said with a glare.

"You said that Uncle Feng is in seclusion...... So where is he now? Tell me! Tell me!"

Thinking about the cliff in Huashan......

Yang Ming muttered in his heart, and then said with an embarrassed face.

"Master Feng! The disciple has lost his memories of the past for some reason, and he can't remember clearly the hermitage of that [Sword Saint] senior, and he may not remember it until later. ”

"You have amnesia?"

Feng Buping's face showed an inexplicable expression of heartache.

But Yang Ming knew that his heartache was definitely not his own uninitiated disciple, but the Uncle Feng who didn't know where he was.

"Your name is Yang Ming, right? Your qualifications are indeed excellent, so you will become my disciple with Qingwen, and when you have achieved success, you can become my disciple. ”

After speaking, Feng Buping took out a yellowed book from his arms.

After throwing the book titled "Sword Sect Basic Internal Strength" to Yang Ming, Feng Buping took his stainless steel sword and walked outside.

Because he suddenly got the news from Uncle Feng, he even forgot to say goodbye to Liu Zhengyun and his wife.

The so-called master leads the door, and the practice is in the individual.

After getting this set of "Sword Sect Basic Internal Strength", Yang Ming naturally didn't care about the departure of the cheap master, and hurriedly began to read this set of internal strength cultivation methods.

Qingwen also came over curiously, and her white and tender cheeks leaned on Yang Ming's shoulder.

Although Qingwen is literate in reading, she is still a thirteen-year-old girl in the end, and this "Sword Sect Basic Internal Strength" seems to her to be quite obscure.

Although Yang Ming looks like a fifteen-year-old young man, his mind is very mature, and the content of the book is memorized after reading it once.

When Yang Ming tried to condense the internal force according to the content of the book, he was surprised to find that a large amount of energy similar to internal force had been stored in his dantian.

When Yang Ming had cultivated the basic internal strength, all the energy in his dantian had been converted into attributeless basic internal force, and there was no trace of impurities.

At this time, Feng Buping, the cheap master, was not there, and Yang Ming didn't know how much internal force he had in his body, but he also knew that there were many mysteries in his body.

"Is this the internal force? With the support of the internal force, maybe I can cast the real "Tempest Sword". ”

Do what you think.

Yang Ming borrowed Qingwen's short sword, and first used his internal force to perform the "Basic Swordsmanship" proficiency feeling.

Then, he began to use his internal force to support the casting of "Tempest Sword".

This set of "Tempest Fast Sword" is definitely a first-class swordsmanship in today's Jianghu martial arts, and if you want to practice this set of swordsmanship, you need to have at least ten years of internal cultivation.

At this time, Yang Ming used internal force to support the performance of "Tempest Fast Sword", not only was a sword as fast as a sword, but even his body and footwork were getting faster and faster, and he danced a circle of strong wind around his body.

Finally, when Yang Ming performed the one hundred and eighth style, the short sword in his hand made a sharp sound of breaking the air.

"Brother...... Brother?"

At this time, Liu Qingwen was completely stunned by Yang Ming's performance.

This righteous brother could only use the moves of "Tempest Fast Sword" just now, but after watching "Sword Sect Basic Internal Strength", he was able to display the true power of "Tempest Fast Sword".

It's just like in a moment just now, he has cultivated a profound internal force according to the basic internal strength.

This teenager, who recently became her brother-in-law, really has too many mysteries.

Similarly, the martial arts talent he showed also amazed her to envy.

At this time, Yang Ming naturally didn't notice Qingwen's thoughts.

Now he has completely immersed himself in the "Tempest Quick Sword" and the basic internal skills he has just obtained.

Liu Zhengyun and his wife stood at the window of the living room, looking at Yang Ming and Qingwen standing in the courtyard through the window paper, and the two nodded with satisfaction.

"What do you think, ma'am?"

"If the lord thinks it is appropriate, the concubine will naturally have no opinion. ”

"I think this kid has a good heart and can be trusted for life. And we Qingwen's temperament, don't you know it yet?"

"I'm just scared...... Qingwen will wronged herself. ”

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu!

Mrs. Liu naturally understands that with Liu Qingwen's filial and gentle character, if she knows her parents' plans, she will definitely not resist.

But how can a mother bear to wronged her daughter.