Across the Sword III

Chapter 29 Little Changqing and Lin Changfeng

Lin Changfeng woke up the next day, and he hasn't stepped out of this yard since then.

Daoist Qingwei and the others would come to see him every day, but Lin Changfeng was drunk every day.

Even if Qingwei and the others took away his wine, he still didn't know where to get the wine.

Later, Qingwei and the others let it go, maybe it would be better for him to be drunk!

As for Lin Changfeng's cultivation, it is indeed useless.

But he is in a very strange state now.

The moment he fell from the God Realm, the Zhuxian Sword entered his body, devouring his blood.

Later, due to other coincidences, a strange change took place between him and Zhu Xianjian.

He and Zhu Xianjian seem to be one body, he is Zhu Xianjian, but Zhu Xianjian is not him, anyway, it is a very miraculous situation.

If Zhu Xian is not destroyed, he will not be destroyed, but his cultivation is really gone.

He could never forget that scene hundreds of years ago, and Shui Bi became the pain in his heart that would never be erased.

He always thought in his heart that if he didn't go to the God Realm, maybe Shui Bi would still have a chance to be reborn as a human.

If he hadn't been controlled by the evil spirit at the critical moment and only knew how to kill, maybe he would have saved her.

If it wasn't for him, maybe Shui Bi wouldn't have fallen into the current fate of being scattered.
Time does not stop because of who is sad.

Seven years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Shushan is still the same.

On this day, the eight-year-old Xiao Changqing walked into the forbidden area of ​​Shushan again.

This time he didn't break in, but came to deliver food to the people inside.

Xiao Changqing walked in with the food, and a pungent smell of alcohol came over his face.A messy figure came into view.

The clothes on his body were already dirty and exuded an unknown stench.

His long hair was disheveled and dirty, his whole face was covered with beards, and there were still drops of wine dripping down.

After Xiao Changqing put the food on the table, he stood there for a long time.

Finally, as if he mustered up his courage, he plopped down on his knees.

"Uncle, Master said you are very powerful, I hope you can teach me how to practice swords." Xiao Changqing said firmly.

Originally, Xiao Changqing didn't like this uncle a little, he didn't do anything all day long, he violated the precepts of Shushan, and his body was dirty.

Every time his master heard his complaints, he would be beaten, which made him dislike this uncle even more.

Later, the master told him the story of the great uncle.

Why at the age of eight, he killed the ghost king alone, was able to fight undefeated against Mo Zunlou, who was almost invincible in the three realms, and even went to the God Realm alone.
After hearing the story between him and the goddess Shuibi, his heart was even more touched, and sometimes he dreamed of a purple figure.
Xiao Changqing knelt for a long time, and finally realized that the uncle had fallen asleep.

He had no choice but to leave.

After that, every day when he came to deliver meals to the uncle, Xiao Changqing would kneel down in front of him for a long time.

Ask the master to teach him and tell the master what happened in Shushan. Even though Lin Changfeng just drank on his own, he still talked about it every day.

Finally, one day, Lin Changfeng was either impatient with him or moved by him.

Lin Changfeng said to Xiao Changqing: "Come tomorrow with a sword."

The next day, in addition to delivering food, he also brought a Shushan standard long sword, which he carried on his back.

The whole sword is not much shorter than Xiao Changqing, just like Lin Changfeng back then.

Lin Changfeng was still holding the wine gourd, pouring mouthfuls of it into his mouth.

Xiao Changqing saluted solemnly: "Master, please teach me."

Lin Changfeng took a sip of wine, and said drunkenly, "Dance a sword and see."

Xiao Changqing gritted his teeth, usually he practiced with a wooden sword.

Today, thinking that my uncle wanted to teach me, I came here with this fine iron long sword when I was happy.

Although the sword was a bit heavy, he could barely pick it up.

So he began to stumble and dance the Shushan entry-level swordsmanship.

While dancing, he also took a sneak peek at Lin Changfeng, only to find that he was squinting, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xiao Changqing felt a little uncomfortable, blaming herself for being so useless.

But he still finished dancing this set of sword techniques.

After the dance, Xiao Changqing dragged his sword and was about to leave when he heard Lin Changfeng say: "From now on, you will practice sword here for two hours every day."

Xiao Changqing was about to give up at first, but when he heard this sentence, he immediately jumped up happily.

"Thank you, master uncle, for being able to teach Changqing, and my disciples are very grateful." Xiao Changqing said excitedly

Lin Changfeng glanced at him and said, "You swing your sword five hundred times a day first."

Although Xiao Changqing was a little puzzled after hearing this, he still followed what Lin Changfeng said.

But I thought in my heart: "Accordingly, shouldn't an expert like the master teach some peerless swordsmanship? Could this be a test?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Changqing swung his sword even harder.

Once, twice, ten times, fifty times. After fifty times, Xiao Changqing felt a little strenuous.

After a hundred strokes, the whole arm is sore
After three hundred strokes, Xiao Changqing's arms were trembling, he couldn't even stand on his legs, and his eyes showed a trace of blood.

A sword was swung out, and the sword flew out with it.

Xiao Changqing hurriedly dragged his exhausted body to pick up the sword.

One sword after another, Xiao Changqing has already reached the limit.

But he didn't give up, he must pass the test, he must be able to do it.

490 seven. 490 eight. 490 nine. five hundred
With the last sword swing, Xiao Changqing passed out.

After all, Xiao Changqing is so small, five hundred swords and still uses a heavy fine iron long sword.He was able to complete it all thanks to his willpower and that breath, the breath of not giving up.

It can be seen that Xiao Changqing is really talented and a good seedling of Taoism.

Lin Changfeng opened his eyes at this moment and glanced at Xiao Changqing.

Get up and pick up Xiao Changqing, and put him on the bed in the room.

Then he rummaged through the box to find a pill and fed it to Xiao Changqing.

At this time, he still had a hint of drunkenness. Maybe everyone is drunk if he is not drunk!

Xiao Changqing didn't wake up until the next day.

Since then, Xiao Changqing practiced sword with Lin Changfeng every day.

He made great progress, and after one month he was able to swing the sword five hundred times without fainting.

So Lin Changfeng added it to [-] strokes, and Xiao Changqing passed out naturally.

A year later, Xiao Changqing finally stopped swinging the sword.

But the next step is to practice the basic sword style, flat thrust, upward thrust, downward thrust, low thrust, back thrust, probe thrust, and split sword.
Finally, Xiao Changqing asked Lin Changfeng: "Why do you practice these useless moves?"

Lin Changfeng only said: "The tall building starts from the ground."

So Xiao Changqing no longer had any doubts, and practiced sword hard every day.

His master told him that it was right to listen to the uncle.He also felt that the uncle would definitely not lie to him.

So every day he practiced these sword poses
　By the way, if you create a bragging group, will there be ten people?

　　Hehehe, I feel that the data has become more and more sloppy these days, which hurts my heart.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)