I am the sword fairy

Chapter 35 Another person comes to kneel

The next morning.

Song Yu put down the brush in his hand and stretched his waist.

The boy had a good foundation in calligraphy. Now Song Yu was successful in martial arts, and his control of strength was far better than ordinary people, so his handwriting was very beautiful.

Regardless of the content, the regular script alone is pleasing to the eye.

This simplified version of the scripture is completely different from the original version. It is covered with a layer of inner strength and mental methods of this world.

As Jianjian said, those who have not yet opened the divine bridge and cannot connect to the secret place of the human body, even if they see the original scriptures, can only feel the beauty of the words at most, and cannot appreciate the wonders of the immortal method at all.

So although the name is called the simplified version, the number of words is much more than the original version.

It is tantamount to making the knowledge that is originally mysterious and mysterious and can only be understood by opening the Divine Bridge and accessing the secret treasures concrete and detailed.

It is clearly written on how to breathe, how to exhale, how to move Qi, etc.

Let people understand how to practice at a glance.

Song Yu briefly tried it and found that it was indeed effective. It was really absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

It can pass through acupuncture points and spread the energy throughout the body.

Song Yu knew that even if it was a simplified version, this scripture would still be like a bug to this world.

Don’t pass it lightly!

My younger brother Huang Teng must have an article. Uncle Huang...it depends on the situation. If the impact of energy transformation is not smooth, then let him try this.

After all, he has come a long way on the path of martial arts. Changing his practice rashly may not be a good thing.

Others are also observing and observing, there is no rush.

My younger sister Song Xueqi, I can let her learn from her. Women have good kung fu and others don't dare to offend her easily.

As for Xiao Qing... Song Yu was a little hesitant.

If it was just her, with their current relationship, he would have nothing to worry about.

A good friend who would do whatever it takes for him, even if it means saving her life, is enough to show his character.

But behind her is the Demon Supervisor, and there is also a great eunuch who has been difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and who has all the power in the government.

Even though she said she trusted her adoptive father, if she really trusted him 100%, why would she destroy all the information related to Song Yu?
And promise never to mention it to anyone?
The reason that cannot be expressed in words is very simple——

The people who knew about the seals hidden in the Xiao family and Master Liu's family... were not only a few Tiger Army soldiers back then, but also Li Chaoen, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs!

If he is the real culprit behind the scenes, once Xiao Qing practices the simplified version of the Sutra and accidentally reveals it, the result may be to harm her.

So Song Yu decided that she would also wait and see.

Not urgent.

Fold the paper with the simplified version of the scriptures written on it and put it in your arms.

I came to the kitchen to light a fire and cooked some porridge for Xiao Qing. However, not long after the rice was put into the pot, a waiter knocked on the door and delivered the meal.

Only then did Song Yu remember that he had told them to feed this girl who couldn't cook every day.

When I opened the door, I realized that the sky had started to flutter and snow began to fall.

Song Yu was in a great mood immediately!

With a smile on his face, he took the food box from the boy who looked slightly surprised and weird.

Returning to the room, he came to Xiao Qing's door and took a look inside.

She might have been woken up by the sound of talking to the waiter, but she was now leaning on the bed drowsily.

A waterfall of black hair hangs down from her delicate face after removing her disguise, giving her a hint of laziness.

The moment she met Song Yu's eyes, she was a little surprised. Her voice was soft and slightly nasal: "Song Yu, did you just come here, or did you not leave last night?"

Song Yu smiled and said, "I was practicing in the room next to me last night."

Knowing that he was worried about her, Xiao Qingxing looked at him with bright eyes and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Song Yu waved his hand and said, "Can you get up and have something to eat?"

Xiao Qing nodded slightly: "Yes, I feel much better, but my body is a little weak."

Then she got up to wash up, simply pulled up her hair, and had breakfast with Song Yu.

Then Song Yu said goodbye: "Contact Deputy Transport Envoy Lin Hui as soon as possible and write as I say. Don't be afraid of using too much force. You must show that you are angry... I won't be here for the next few days. You can rest in peace."

Xiao Qing looked at him, and then said softly: "Then... okay, I'll listen to you."

After Song Yu left, she ran to the kitchen and looked at the porridge that was bubbling in the pot. Her eyes flickered, she was slightly absent-minded for a moment, and then she smiled.

After going back to the room to store up my anger, I wrote an aggressive small-script post, took out a whistle and blew it a few times, emitting a frequency that humans could not hear.

After a while, a beautiful peregrine falcon flew quickly and landed in front of her window with great dignity.

Xiao Qing took it into the house and played with it for a while, then fed it some pieces of raw meat.

Then he carefully tied the plain letter to its leg, walked to the door, and threw it into the sky.

The peregrine falcon flapped its wings and disappeared into the vast snow like a bolt of lightning.

……

When Song Yu returned to the martial arts hall, there were already many early-rising apprentices practicing.

Seeing him, everyone stopped and greeted him in awe.

"Master!"

"The owner is here!"

"Good morning, Master!"

In their eyes, this young museum owner accomplished so many jaw-dropping things in just a few days.

Simply amazing!
Song Yu defeated Han Liqiang, the head of the Tianyun Martial Arts School, with a sword in front of everyone, and they were even more impressed.

Young people, especially passionate young people practicing martial arts, may have no sense of power, or may regard money as dirt, but their worship of the strong always comes from the heart.

Song Yu nodded slightly at them, said hello briefly, walked through the squares, and came to the small martial arts hall where Huang Teng practiced daily.

From a distance, you can hear the powerful whistling wind coming from inside.

Although he has developed dark strength, Huang Teng has not really started practicing inner strength and mental methods yet.

According to Huang Ping, it just needs to be polished and polished.

The most important thing in martial arts is to avoid being impatient and taking shortcuts, which will only end up harming yourself.

Song Yu didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and walked in.

Huang Teng was about to open his eyes when he heard the commotion, but when he saw it was Song Yu, his mouth suddenly widened.

"Brother, why are you here? I miss you so much. Ever since I became the owner of this lousy hall, you don't even have time to give me advice!"

He came to Song Yu like a big bear, with a little grievance on his face.

Song Yu saw that his head was covered with sweat, so he grabbed a sweat towel and threw it to him: "Wipe it, I have something good for you."

Huang Teng wiped his head and forehead carelessly, and asked curiously: "Brother, do you want to teach me martial arts again?"

Song Yu said: "This time I'm not going to teach you martial arts or give you a piece of advice, but you can't tell anyone else. No one is allowed. Do you understand?"

"I know, brother, I won't tell my father!" Huang Teng promised, patting his chest.

What a smart and filial boy!

Song Yu took out the piece of paper with the simplified version of the scripture written on it from his arms and handed it to him: "Let's see if we can understand it first?"

Huang Teng seemed stupid, crude and unlearned, but he actually studied with Song Yu a lot in his early years. After taking it, he looked at the beautiful calligraphy in calligraphy on the paper and said, "Brother, please don't underestimate me. I can definitely read." Understand!"

As he said that, he started reading carefully.

I have to admit, this kid is really a top genius in martial arts!

After only a few glances, he looked at Song Yu with a surprised look on his face: "Brother, I know why you don't let me tell others. Is this a mental method that can only be created by gods?"

Sword Spirit: Humph.Song Yu asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Huang Teng looked serious: "I just tried to run it, and this mental method can actually make Qi pass through the acupuncture points without any obstruction. My father said before that this can only be done in the late stage of energy transformation... Brother, You are amazing!"

Song Yu waved his hand: "Okay, quickly keep it in mind."

"Okay bro!"

You can't read, and you won't read in this life, but Huang Teng will definitely remember things related to martial arts very quickly.

There are hundreds of words in the whole article, and it only takes a while to memorize it by heart.

Then he rushed out to Song Yu: "Brother, go and get busy. There are so many things going on in the martial arts gym, so don't worry about me. I can just practice by myself!"

After saying that, he returned the piece of paper to Song Yu and solemnly promised with a serious look on his face: "I remember, I'll give this back to you!"

Song Yu: "..."

What a fucking martial arts idiot.

……

morning.

Zhang Fan came to the entrance of Yuntian Martial Arts Hall with Zhang Xiaohai who looked reluctant and was hanging by one arm.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhang Fan whispered: "Don't make it difficult for me."

Zhang Xiaohai looked angry: "Brother, you are my brother, and you treat me like this?"

Zhang Fan looked at him and said, "Have you forgotten what dad said when we left? If you don't kneel down, let me break your legs!"

Zhang Xiaohai's eyes were blazing, and he shouted angrily: "Why? Are you two possessed by evil spirits? Song Yu is our ancestor? If dad wants you to kill me, you can do it too Get rid of it?"

Zhang Fan thought carefully and said, "I probably can't get down."

Zhang Xiaohai collapsed.

His brother's serious thinking look and his words "I probably can't go down" deeply hurt his self-esteem.

Tears were about to flow out, and he looked at Zhang Fan with sorrow and anger: "Brother, why? What's wrong with us? Why do we have to suffer such shame and humiliation? If I kneel down, will I still have the honor to live in the future?"

Zhang Fan glanced at him and said calmly: "Do you think dad is scaring you, just for show?"

Zhang Xiaohai looked at him angrily.

Zhang Fan said: "How shameful are you for cheating in the competition? If Huang Teng hadn't developed his dark strength that day, I would have been beaten to death by you who had taken the blood pill! Have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Zhang Xiaohai's face was so red that he could hardly speak.

Zhang Fan continued: "You are my biological brother. If you don't kneel down and apologize today, I have to do it. Who calls me your brother? That's all. You have strong knees and dignity. You can go. Senior Han Tianyun and Han can do it." Kneel down, even I, Zhang Fan, can kneel down!"

"Brother, please stop talking!" Zhang Xiaohai plopped down on his knees at the door of Yuntian, with tears streaming down his face, and shouted loudly: "Huang Teng, Song Yu, everyone in Yuntian, I, Zhang Xiaohai, was wrong! I shouldn't have cheated by taking the Blood Qi Pill, I I kneel down and kowtow to you to apologize!”

Hurrah!
A large number of people gathered around.

Someone came to kneel again? !
People braved the heavy snow and looked at this scene with shocked faces.

Song Yu came over after hearing the news and looked at Zhang Xiaohai who was kneeling there crying and Zhang Fan who was standing there expressionless.

Suddenly he said with a speechless expression: "Brother Fan, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Fan said seriously: "Men who practice martial arts must admit their mistakes and stand up straight after being beaten. Dear brother, don't worry about him. Just let him kneel here and reflect. I am here to discuss cooperation with you today."

After only a few days of delay, Tianyun was swallowed up by Yuntian. If this was slower, Mr. Yu might make some big noise again.

Song Yu smiled and nodded: "No problem, but let him get up first. What does it mean to kneel here? Looking at this aggrieved person, I don't know who forced him to do this."

Then he walked to Zhang Xiaohai who was kneeling there: "Xiao Hai..."

Zhang Xiaohai had a stress reaction when he heard these three words.

Goosebumps appeared all over his body. He was so ashamed that he couldn't care less. He raised his head and glared at Song Yu: "Can you stop calling me that?"

Bang!
Zhang Fan kicked his younger brother and knocked him to the ground.

He said angrily: "Beast! Who do you think you are? Who are you with?"

Zhang Xiaohai, who fell to the ground, happened to be pressed on the injured arm, and he suddenly let out a scream.

"Okay, okay..." Song Yu quickly stopped Zhang Fan who was about to take action, and said in a low voice: "Just show it to everyone, it's almost enough. If I give you two more legs, I might let you run away from home... "

"He dares!" Zhang Fan was still a little angry.

Song Yu walked up to Zhang Xiaohai, who was lying on the ground crying, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

Zhang Xiaohai wanted to break free, but found that Song Yu's wrist was like a pair of pliers. He felt that if he didn't dare to get up, the wrist bones of his good hand would be crushed.

Shocked and angry in his heart, he stood up honestly.

Song Yu helped him pat the snow on his body and said sincerely: "Zhang Xiaohai, we are of the same age and we are not children anymore. Don't be so willful. It's okay for a man to make mistakes when he is confused. I'm afraid he doesn't regret it."

"You came here to apologize today. I accepted it on behalf of my brother and Yuntian, but I did not completely forgive you."

"When you really figure it out, come to me again, then we will truly forgive you."

Then he patted Zhang Xiaohai on the shoulder: "Go ahead, go home and think about it."

Zhang Xiaohai twisted his body, didn't look at Song Yu and Zhang Fan, and strode out without looking back.

The crowd automatically made way for him, but no one looked at him. Everyone looked at Song Yu with admiration in their eyes.

"Master Yu, you are a true gentleman!"

"Look at his magnanimity, no wonder he can become the owner of a museum at such a young age!"

"We are all of the same age, why is there such a big gap?"

"Mom, I want to go back and beat up that kid of mine. He's in his twenties and talks back to me all day long."

Zhang Xiaohai, who had already walked quite a distance, clenched one fist hard... and could not hold the other injured hand.

Gritting his teeth, he swore in his heart: Song Yu, you hypocritical bitch, just wait for me, and one day I will defeat you openly!

But the scene where Song Yu had just pulled him up immediately came to mind. That girly hand seemed to be able to easily break his wrist.

The clenched fists... could not help but slowly loosen.

Turning around, I saw heavy snow and the people gathered at the door of the martial arts gym were gradually dispersing.

The figures of his brother and Song Yu had long since disappeared.

　It’s a big chapter of [-] words. Brothers who are reading the book should be more enthusiastic. If there is any monthly recommendation vote, vote for it.

　　Also, don’t keep reading books, you must have a good habit of reading!
　　I am the Sword Immortal, a great fantasy that was carefully prepared after seven years after the Sky-Slaying Blade.

　　From the structure of the story to the development of the plot, it is all step-by-step and interconnected.

　　I can also understand that in today's era, everything is fast-paced and everyone's life is under great pressure. It is difficult to have the patience to read a book seriously.

　　Especially various short videos can bring fresh and exciting visual impact in just 1 minute.

　　It seems pretty cool to watch, but when you actually put down your phone, nothing may be left in your mind.

　　It is almost difficult for a great fantasy work to be exciting right from the start.

　　It is necessary to explain enough people and events, and then connect these people and events together, and push them up step by step.

　　More and more burning, more and more explosive.

　　If there is not enough foreshadowing, you can only write the kind of pretentious and slap-in-the-face content that people look down on wherever you go. I think you may be a little tired of seeing those things.

　　If you want to say that you are not tired of reading it and want to compete, I recommend you to read old books such as "The Proud Sword and the Cloud" and "Only Me". The protagonist has a pure trouble-making physique, and people look down on him wherever he goes... If he is not slapped in the face every day, Just on the way to being slapped in the face.

　　To give an inappropriate example, this is like the difference between 398 on the second floor and serious love.

　　I am very serious about portraying the characters, and I hope to write a book that you can still remember some of the characters after reading it for a few years.

　　Rather than forgetting once you see it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)