My wife is the reborn boss

Chapter 413 My son, you take more care

The future Ximen Xue, the current Ximen Chui knelt on both knees and kowtow respectfully: "Teacher, I want to learn swordsmanship!"

In the previous exchanges, she already knew that the teacher in front of her was the number one master in the world who destroyed the demon gate with a single sword, "Sword Master" Qu Wuming!

To revitalize Shimen, relying on her own family martial arts alone is not enough.

"Okay, since I have promised your father, I won't go back on it." Wu Qiong rubbed his chin, "But although your talent is good, in my opinion, it is still average. My set of 'swordsmanship' is at best you Practice to the 'Three of Swords' and you will be invincible."

Ximen Chui asked: "Teacher, how many styles are there in the 'Sword Technique'?"

"Six styles." Wu Qiong compared the six, "They are shaved, and iron is not. They are life and death kalpa, reincarnation, rebirth, extinction, return to one, and no thought.

To tell you the truth, even if it is the first three poses, only you can learn them, and you can walk sideways in the 'Taoism of Nature'.

And not only that, you can use these three moves to combine with your Yunxiaomen swordsmanship and thunder-type internal strength to create your own unique swordsmanship. "

Although it is not necessarily better than the original version, only the one that suits you is good.

The most important thing is that the Ximenxue he saw 20 years later did combine the three "swordsmanship" to create a sword style with lightning attributes, and even broke his own three-style "swordsmanship" at that time.

"Yeah." Ximen Chui stood up, "Teacher, when will you still be studying?"

"No rush." ​​Wu Qiong patted her on the head, "Let's go and avenge your parents first."

"No." Ximen Chui said flatly, "Teacher, there's no need."

Wu Qiong raised his eyebrows: "You're welcome, since you call me a teacher, it's what the teacher should do to avenge the students."

"Teacher, I'm not being polite, but I need to personally avenge this revenge, and Yunxiaomen also needs to be retaken by me personally." Ximen Chui's eyes were impassive.

"Hatred can indeed provide a good motivation, but..." Wu Qiong frowned into the word "Chuan", "Only rely on hatred as motivation, and you will not be able to move forward after the big hatred is avenged."

"No, the teacher is wrong." Ximen Chui showed a handsome smile, and her eyes were firm: "They are my whetstones and the tools I use to sharpen myself. This is just a short-term goal. My medium-term goal It is to take back the Yunxiaomen and reproduce the great events of the year. The ultimate goal is to continue to develop the Yunxiaomen, and to reach the peak of swordsmanship."

She looked at Wu Qiong, without concealing the challenge in her eyes: "Teacher, I also want to see what the scenery is above the peak."

"Ambition." Wu Qiong smiled, "But I can't stay for long, if you really don't need my help to solve the enemy, then you can only rely on yourself afterwards."

"Everyone has their own way to go, so you don't have to worry too much, Teacher." Ximen Chuu bowed respectfully, "Teacher, I'm sorry."

half year later.

In the valley, in front of the thatched cottage.

Wu Qiong spread his hands, a snowflake fell on the palm of his hand, and then melted.

He raised his head slightly and sighed: "It's snowing."

It's time to leave too.

Ximen Chui also grew taller behind her. At the moment, her long hair was simply tied into a ponytail, holding a cup of tea and putting it in front of Wu Qiong's desk: "Teacher, please use tea."

Wu Qiong took a sip and said with a smile, "That's right, it's much better than before."

"It's all thanks to the teacher's guidance." Ximen Biao bowed slightly.

"Well, you are familiar with all three styles of 'Swordsmanship', but you are still young and can only use 'one of the swords' for the time being, but the swordsmanship that can be dismantled by only 'one of the swords' is enough gone."

Wu Qiong really did not expect that this Ximenxue is also a super genius. She has already touched the threshold of the innate realm when she was only about ten years old. Now she is already in the realm of "Heaven and Man", which is not far behind when she was ten years old. let.

Looking at the more and more beautiful Ximen Xue, his heart moved, and he took out the necklace from the shrine and handed it to her: "This is a treasure that my teacher got by chance in the past. After wearing it, you can walk around the rivers and lakes in the body of a man." No one will find out. It must be good for you too."

This necklace is the one that Ximen Xue gave to herself back then, so it can be regarded as returning to the original owner.

But here comes the question, since this is a cycle, how did this necklace come about in the first place?

Shaking his head and not thinking too much, Wu Qiong smiled: "From now on, you will have to rely on yourself."

Ximen Biao took the necklace and raised his head upon hearing the words: "Teacher, are you leaving?"

"Well, it's time too. That's right." Wu Qiong suddenly thought of something, took out a small piece of wood and carved it carefully.

After a while, he looked at the "Master's Sword" in his hand and smiled with relief. It seems that the original craftsmanship is still there.

He handed the small wooden sword to Ximen Chui: "This sword is given to you as a gift. If you see my son in the future, please take care of him."

At least when he sees you without the necklace, don't stab him to death immediately.

Ximen Chui took the small wooden sword, and saw that the sword's intentions were vertical and horizontal, and he couldn't look directly at it.

She hurriedly put away the small wooden sword and asked, "Where is the teacher going?"

Wu Qiong got up and shook off the snow on his body, and waved his sleeves without taking away a cloud: "The river and lake are so big, I want to go and see."

Ximen Chui stared blankly at the figure that was gradually being submerged in the wind and snow.

After the figure disappeared into the wind and snow, she knelt down on both knees and respectfully kowtowed three times:

"Teacher, don't worry, if the younger brother comes to the door one day, I will entertain him well."

Another month passed.

On this day, the cold wind howled and the snow was flying.

In a restaurant called "Inn" in Anzhou City, Wu Qiong was having a drink with the shopkeeper.

"My lord, you know that the Yunxiao Gate has been taken back by the former master Ximen Tianzi Ximen Chui!" The young shopkeeper's fat face was slightly flushed, and his expression was excited, "He is only ten years old! He can defeat seven or eight innate geniuses at the age of ten!" Master! It’s easy!”

He couldn't help clinking a glass with Wu Qiong: "Since ancient times, heroes have been born as teenagers! The ancients never deceived me!"

"Ha, there are countless heroes in the millennium. Could it be that the shopkeeper is also interested in fighting in the rivers and lakes?" Wu Qiong teased, "It's just your body. With all due respect, you need to practice more."

"You're joking." The shopkeeper smiled wryly, toasted him another glass of wine, and sighed, "Who didn't have the dream of wandering the rivers and lakes when he was young.

But being ordinary is a blessing. My wife and children’s dream of being warm on the kang has been realized. It’s good to open this inn now.You don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and you don't have to worry about it every day. "

Seeing Wu Qiong who was smiling but not speaking, he slapped his forehead: "Hi! I am talking too much! I will punish myself with three cups!"

Wu Qiong shook his head and drank three cups in a row: "The shopkeeper is right, I envy you very much."

"You envy me, and I also envy you for being able to travel through the rivers and lakes. Generally speaking, we each have our own advantages and disadvantages, and there is no need for anyone to envy anyone else." The shopkeeper patted him on the shoulder.

"That's right." Wu Qiong nodded and raised his glass: "Do it!"

"Dry!"

After drinking for three rounds, the shopkeeper is a little tipsy.

Wu Qiong took out a hundred taels of silver bill and put it on the table, got up and wanted to leave.

"Young man, it's snowing so much outside, I don't think it's better to go after tonight?" The shopkeeper was already sober.

"No, it's the heavy snow."

"This..." the shopkeeper scratched his head, "it's just that you gave too much money."

"Hmm..." Wu Qiong rubbed his chin and smiled casually, "Let's just treat it as paying in advance."

Pay for the overlord meal 20 years later.

"The world is far away, shopkeeper, let's meet by fate."

The shopkeeper stared blankly at the empty gate, and sighed, "This is the life of a hero."

"You still don't close the door at this late hour?! My son is wetting the bed again!"

There was a shout from the backyard.

"Come on, come on!" The shopkeeper got up and closed the door, enjoying himself: "I'm not bad either."

Amidst the wind and snow, a figure walked aimlessly. From time to time, he stopped to look at the houses on the side of the road, and listened to the short chats of the parents inside.

When he heard a voice that was not suitable for children, he smiled and changed his target.

His school prioritizes a relaxed look, as if he is not a traveler in the wind and snow, but a traveler in early spring.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"I finally found it."

A little far away, what caught his eyes was a small figure staggering forward.

It was a little beggar.

　There is a bug. At this time, Ximenji should be 8~9 years old, and Ximenxue is eight or nine years older than him.

　　But that would be very difficult to write, so take this as the standard, Ximen Ji is just born at this moment, and Ximen Xue is about 9 years old and 10 years old.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)