Suddenly, the picture turned, it was Ling Yun's first day of martial arts.

The Lin family's martial arts arena was full of disciples, and Ling Yun stood at the end with a haunting sword in his arms.

The disciples were in good order, none of them exchanged heads, Ling Yun looked around curiously, and found that he was the youngest who saved himself here.

At this time, a man in a white robe with a pig iron sword in his hand walked over, looking like an instructor, and the instructor said, "Okay, everyone is here." Our Lin family pays attention to treating people gently, being kind to others, practicing martial arts is just to exercise the body and not to fight, today we have a newcomer here, come here, Lingyun. The instructor gestured to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was stunned and walked up slowly. Standing next to the instructor, with his head down, like a child who has done something wrong.

"Okay, his name is Ling Yun, he is the youngest among you, you remember to be kind to him, usually give him more advice, if you let me know who dares to bully him, go to clean the firewood room for a month, and you are not allowed to practice martial arts during this period!"

"Who said he was the youngest, I was!" Miss Lin yawned and walked over, seeing Ling Yun grimacing.

The instructor smiled bitterly, who made her the eldest lady.

"Okay, let's all stand in the line, everyone starts to fight from the first style of basic swordsmanship to the fifth style, and after half an hour, compare and compete with each other. ”

The instructor walked to Ling Yun's side again: "Since you are practicing martial arts for the first day, I will teach you the first style of basic swordsmanship alone, and watch carefully." As he spoke, he swung his sword skillfully and coherently, Ling Yun stared blankly.

"Click" The instructor put away his sword: "How much do you remember." ”

Ling Yun blushed, lowered his head and was silent, not daring to look directly at the instructor.

The instructor smiled: "It's okay, I've only demonstrated it once, I can't remember it at all, I'll demonstrate it three more times, and then you follow me step by step to type the first style." ”

"Hmm. Ling Yun nodded.

The instructor demonstrated it three more times, and Ling Yun's little eyes were stunned, not daring to be distracted at all, or he didn't want to be distracted at all.

The instructor put away his sword again and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Hmm. Ling Yun didn't answer the question.

"That's it...... It's ......" Ling Yun scratched his head.

"Huh?" the instructor looked at Ling Yun and felt a little curious: "What is it?"

"I feel that my strength is too small...... "Ling Yun quickly glanced at the instructor after speaking, and lowered his head in fear.

"Huh, Lingyun, ......" The instructor looked at Lingyun carefully, as if he couldn't believe it, and then laughed out loud.

"Instructor......" Ling Yun didn't know what to say for a while.

"Yes, yes, I have vision, I'm just demonstrating the moves, naturally I don't need to exert much effort, ordinary people really can't see it?"

At this time, several disciples next to him also leaned over with curious glances, and Ling Yun became even more nervous at this time.

"Okay, then I want to test you, you just watch the demonstrations of the senior brothers and sisters around you, follow along with the practice, and see how much you can learn. I'll check back later. The instructor laughed again, and when he turned to leave, he glared at the disciples who were looking at Ling Yun a few times, and those disciples quickly put away their curious gazes and concentrated on practicing their swords.

Ling Yun was a little embarrassed at first, and he seemed to be cowering when he practiced the sword style, but then he became a god, and he couldn't estimate these trivial matters anymore.

Ling Yun felt that the more he practiced, the more comfortable he became, the iron sword in his hand seemed to be connected with his body, and the moves that had been slightly paused became coherent, and even after practicing a few more times, he was able to instinctively hit the moves.

"Ling Yun, how much have you learned?" the instructor's voice sounded again.

Hearing this, Ling Yun hurriedly put away his sword, looked at the instructor and said, "Two styles." ”

"What, you mean two tricks, right?" said the instructor a little strangely.

"No, it's the first and second forms. Ling Yun said word by word.

"Well, children can't lie. The instructor looked at Ling Yun and said with a smile.

"Really. No lies. Ling Yun was a little anxious.

"Okay. Then you can show me the show. The instructor said helplessly.

Ling Yun didn't say anything more, picked up the sword to demonstrate, one sword and one style were very hard, lifting the sword, dropping the sword, footwork, turning, it seemed very coherent, and even connected naturally in some places.

The instructor was originally listless, but then his eyes widened, and after Ling Yun finished the demonstration, he still didn't react.

"Instructor......" Ling Yun's eyes widened and he looked at the instructor strangely.

"Uh...... Well...... Okay......" The instructor was speechless for a moment.

"That, you really haven't studied martial arts before, forget it, it's useless to ask, see that you don't have any internal strength in your body, obviously you haven't learned. The instructor muttered to himself.

Ling Yun looked at him stunned.

"Wizard, wizard, now you can pick up a treasure. With that, he looked at Ling Yun with surprised and happy eyes, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the hall.

"Master, master, that newcomer Ling Yun is a genius, he has a talent for practicing martial arts, and now he has really received a treasure! The master has done so many good deeds, and it has finally paid off. The instructor said in a panic.

"Huh? You speak slowly. ”

The hall erupted in discussion......

"Okay, I got it. First take Ling Yun under your disciple, let you teach him alone, and when he is proficient in basic exercises, I will pass on to him the Tempest Sword Technique. Remember not to show it around, lest his childish temperament be proud, and delay him. The old man whispered.

"Yes, sir. The instructor said happily.

Ling Yun didn't know anything about this, only that he was accepted as a disciple by the instructor the next day and taught alone, and the rest of the disciples looked at Ling Yun with envy, jealousy, or doubt.

Ling Yun was also puzzled.

"Hmph, why let the instructor teach you alone, Miss Ben doesn't have this right!" Lin Yu'er said to Ling Yun indignantly.

Ling Yun didn't dare to reply.

"Hmph, look at your stupid look, I really don't know what shit luck you had. Lin Yu'er angrily ignored Ling Yun and left instead. But she was thinking in her heart: "Daddy said that only people with good qualifications can do this, could it be that he has good qualifications?" Lin Yuer felt a little strange.

The days passed......

The picture turned again.

Ling Yun is already a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, he has grown a lot taller, and even because he has practiced martial arts for a few years, his body is far stronger than his peers, he took the initiative to undertake some labor, it is impossible to let the people of the Lin family support him all the time, he must reflect some of his own value.

Ling Yun took on chores, and at the end of the month, he could go to get some silver, just like ordinary subordinates, but Ling Yun didn't care about this.

Ling Yun was very grateful to the Lin family in his heart, the grace of taking in and passing on the martial arts back then, and the people of the Lin family treated him very gently, and never looked down on him.

One day, Ling Yun was cleaning the warehouse, Miss Lin Yu'er stood aside and watched, and after a while, she handed over a cup of tea and asked with concern, "Are you tired?"

After a while, she picked up a broom again and helped Ling Yun sweep the floor.

"Ahem, Ling Yun, how did you think about that?" Lin Yu'er asked casually beside her.

"Hmm, what's the matter?" Ling Yun didn't pay much attention to it, still concentrating on his work.

"That's it, oops, that's it, you passed me two Tempest Sword Techniques. Lin Yu'er looked straight at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun glanced at her and said, "No, the Lin family is unlearned, unless the master nods, it can't be spread randomly, please go back." ”

Ling Yun is no longer the shy child who just entered the Lin family, coupled with the importance that the master has attached to him over the years, he is naturally not afraid of the eldest lady.

"Hmph, because I flattered you pitifully, you still dare to contradict me!" the eldest lady glared at Ling Yun.

"Please go back, I still have to do something, otherwise do you want me to ask the master to see how the master handles?" Ling Yun moved out of the master directly.

"You!hmph!" Lin Yu'er left angrily.

"Dad, Lingyun, he bullied me!" Lin Yu'er complained to the master.

"Ahem, who in the Lin family dares to bully you, are you looking for Lingyun to ask for the Wind Sword Technique again? Your qualifications are not bad, but you are just playful, and you never want to practice martial arts seriously, otherwise you would have been able to learn it a long time ago, Daddy, I just want to inspire you, don't embarrass Lingyun in the future." The old man said solemnly.

"You ...... Why are you all biased towards Lingyun, instructor yes, you too!hmph!"

Or this incident inspired Lin Yu'er, she began to close her door and practice martial arts seriously, but she didn't expect that Yue Xu's kung fu would break through from the first level of the human realm to the middle level of the human realm, but compared with Ling Yun of the middle level of the star realm, it was still a whole big realm behind.

The lord was also relieved to hear the news.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yuer was only serious for a month, so she gave up again, she felt that it was too boring to close the door, and she couldn't stand it at all, so she once again abandoned her martial arts, so that Lin Yuer is still in the middle of the human realm, and the lord couldn't eat angrily when he heard the news.

As the days passed, Lin Yuer gradually reined in her savage temperament and became a fair lady.

The instructor and steward even said to the master: "I think that Ling Yun has a gentle and kind personality, courtesy, high qualifications, strong martial arts, and the eldest lady has also put away her savage temperament, these two are really talented and beautiful, why not let Ling Yun join the Lin family? ”

Master Lin smiled and didn't say anything, just shook his head: "The eldest prince of the Wang family sent someone to match." ”

The instructors and stewards looked at each other and sighed deeply, feeling extremely sorry.

The wall has ears, but their conversation spread in the Lin family, Ling Yun didn't pay much attention to the wind when he heard it, Lin Yu'er blushed when she heard this, and began to avoid Ling Yun, Ling Yun saw her less and less, and she didn't necessarily see her a few times a year.

Later, everyone knew that the so-called prince Wang's proposal was just a prevarication from the master, and it was not credible.