Ning Xiao worshiped Ximen Xue as his teacher, learned the sword washing palace sword method, and made a three-level appointment with Ximen Xue. The first level sharpens the sword with a thousand handles, the second level is the past of the Sword Palace, and the third level is the peach forest survival. At the third level, Ning Xiao and Li Linxi found the location of Zhang Buer's burial sword in the peach forest, and Zhang Buer engraved the words: "The sword is a tool of man, don't control it for its benefit." The sword can be empty, but no man can abandon himself. Not two trapped in the peach forest, three days without food, watching the dead wood in spring and enlightenment, folding the peach wood for the real martial arts, special burial Qingping to wait for fate. With people with swords, for the real swordsman, with people to control the sword, sword slave also. Remember, remember!"

Ning Xiao pulled out one of his own hairs and blew towards the blade, this Qingping sword turned out to be a sword with broken hair!

"This ......" Ning Xiao and the others, who were frightened by the sharpness of Qingping's sword, were in a daze under the tree for a long time. After a long time, Ning Xiao came back to his senses and muttered, "It seems that I really picked up the treasure this time......

"Why is such a powerful sword buried here?" Li Linxi found the contradiction.

"Isn't this strange!" Ning Xiao replied as a matter of course, "Because he has real martial arts!"

Li Linxi argued: "Zhenwu is just a peachwood sword, how can the Qingping sword with short hair be powerful?

"From the analysis of Zhang Buer's words, Zhang Buer may have felt that the Qingping Sword was too powerful, and it was sharp, and it almost enslaved his body, right? Giving up the Qingping Sword represents his determination to never be controlled by the sword, and folding the peach wood into a true martial sword, since it is called Zhenwu, then it is to show his heart for martial arts!" Ning Xiao analyzed.

Li Linxi listened to Ning Xiao's explanation and pursed her lips, "Anyway, this Zhang Fuji is very excessive, such a good sword is buried here and not used, it's just a waste!" In the girl's understanding, all tools, as long as they can enhance human strength, should not be idle, obviously Zhang Buer's approach makes the girl very incomprehensible.

Ning Xiao tilted his head to look at the angry Li Linxi, and said with a smile: "Then this sword will be handed over to you to use?"

Li Linxi shook his head and replied proudly: "The children of the Li family, rely on your fists to fight the heavens and the earth!" After speaking, Chao Ning smiled and lit up his fist, indicating that his fist was very powerful.

Ning Xiao muttered, "Fight the heavens and the earth...... This statement is more naïve than I am the main character...... I always say I'm stupid, and sometimes you're pretty stupid......"

Li Linxi asked, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I said we'll go out after three days!" Ning Xiao quickly explained.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. In the past three days, Ning Xiao held the Qingping sword in his hand, and slashed horizontally and vertically with a firewood knife, and the trees in the middle of the peach forest suffered a great disaster. Li Linxi was very interested in the bird's nest on the tree, and then Ning Xiao practiced the sword and looked at the branch, and built another one on the tree, just because it was not cemented with soil, and occasionally fell a few and smashed on Ning Xiao's head, which made the girl very happy.

At dusk on the third day, the two waited for a long time by the peach forest, but there was no wind blowing to blow the peach blossom miasma away. Just when Ning Xiao was a little anxious, a gust of wind blew in his face, Ning Xiao was still happy, the peach blossom miasma was about to be blown away! Suddenly he realized that the wind was not in the right direction, it was blowing in his own direction! So he threw away his bag and carried the weight, holding the Qingping sword in his left hand, and Li Linxi in his right hand, stepping on eight steps to chase his dream, turning into a black shadow and running wildly along the direction of the wind, and finally escaped to the safety outside the peach forest when he was about to be caught up by the peach blossom miasma.

The two returned to Qingping Town in embarrassment, saw Ximen Xue who was sitting calmly on the first floor of the inn and pouring himself a drink, and hurriedly walked over. Before he could speak, Ning Xiao picked up the wine jug, and when he was full of a glass, he was about to drink it. As a result, as soon as it arrived in his mouth, before he could swallow it, Ning Xiao's eyes widened, and he squirted out!

"What are you drinking??" Ning Xiao asked as she coughed.

"The morning dew condensed on the Fixing Light Sword. Ximen Xuemian did not change color, and drank another glass.

Ning Xiao was dumbfounded when he heard this, and muttered, "No wonder there is a smell of dust......"

Ignoring Ning Xiao's complaints, Ximen Xue said indifferently: "Ning Gongzi, I don't know what you realized in the place where Zhang Buji realized the Tao back then?"

Speaking of the topic, Ning Xiao also stopped being funny. He took out the Qingping sword and put it on the table, "Lin Xi and I found a tomb under the largest peach tree in the peach forest, according to Zhang Buer's message, after opening the tomb, we found this sword. ”

Ximen Xue touched the scabbard of Qingping's sword, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her empty eyes, and she said: "This Qingping sword is my saber back then......"

Ning Xiao wondered, how could Ximen Xue's saber be carried by Zhang Buer, who defected to the Sword Washing Palace?

I only heard Ximen Xue continue: "Back then, Zhang Buer and I informed him of his identity, and I was worried about my father and decided to leave the palace. However, as a miscellaneous servant of the Sword Washing Palace, how can I freely enter and leave the Sword Washing Palace? I saw that he was really anxious, so I gave him the Qingping Sword and asked him to make a token of leaving the palace, and announced to the public that he was going to help me buy something. I don't know what stimulated him, but he boldly engraved the one hundred and eight ways of swordsmanship that I studied with me on the sword washing tablet. And my father was so angry that he vomited blood. Ximen Xue paused, and then said, "Since he buried the sword, he must have severed his ties with me, right?

Seeing this, Ning Xiao was speechless, not knowing how to answer, so he could only be anxious. Li Linxi reacted more quickly, she said: "Ning Xiao didn't say what words Zhang Buer left! It's not a ruthless word, but I hope that the people of the world who are sword masters will not be controlled by the sword and become a slave of the sword." ”

Ning Xiao nodded again and again, and said: "Zhang Buer left a word and said, the sword is empty, ...... is empty", "The sword is empty, you can't save your father from illness, and you can't take your family to get away, it's better to abandon it, I hope people don't give up on themselves!" Li Linxi interjected and interrupted Ning Xiao's words.

Ximen Xue calmed down, and her voice returned to the way she was before Qingli but without the slightest emotion, "The world is full of love, and the sword has never been about winning or losing." Full of thoughts about the sword in his hand, he lives up to the name of the sword in this life. Since I am the palace master of the Sword Washing Palace, I should strive to carry forward the concept of the Sword Washing Palace, and everything else is not in my consideration. The three levels have been completed, please forgive me for not taking you as a disciple. ”

Ning Xiao nodded indifferently, "The twisted melon is not sweet, although the swordsmanship of the Sword Washing Palace is good, but the concept really makes me dislike it, the matter of apprenticeship before, I was too reckless." "Say goodbye and salute Ximen Xue.

Ximen Xue sat still, received a smile from Ning, and said, "Although I didn't teach you anything, at least it helped you understand your sword heart." Remember, cherish it, protect it, stick to it, prove it!" Seeing Ning Xiao's promise, Ximen Xue got up and flew away, leaving Qingping Sword on the table, which seemed to be given to Ning Xiao.

"Hawkers, let's take a break, let's set off for the cross slope tomorrow!!" PS: The collection also lost a T_T