It was almost noon, and the fog in the mountains dissipated, and the scenery around Qingping Peak's waist also revealed the whole picture.

There are courtyards at the end of the woods, with two figures, one big and one small.

Song Wanci stood quietly in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He was beautiful and gentle, with a graceful temperament, and had more ethereal energy than in previous years.

Zhao Hanyu sat opposite him, shaking his head and reciting the collection.

One sentence after another, one paragraph after another, one volume after another... Song Wanci nodded from time to time with a smile, feeling very relieved.

Li Zhe stood more than ten feet away, looking at Song Wanci's face in the courtyard, with infinite tenderness in his eyes and a peaceful and peaceful heart.

As if she was feeling something, Song Wanci glanced at her beautiful eyes, saw Li Zhe, and smiled...

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"Shi Ci! Get some wine and food! I'm hungry! Zhao Hanyu! Little guy, why don't you welcome me when my uncle comes?!"

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Li Zhe followed his uncle into the courtyard weakly...

Song Wanci and Zhao Hanyu came up to greet Taoist Qingfeng, "I have met uncle."

Taoist Qingfeng waved his hand and didn't have to be too polite to his life. Then he pulled Zhao Hanyu over and ordered Song Wanci: "You and Li Zhe go and make some food, I'll talk to the little guy." Song and Li took the order and left.

Zhao Hanyu was only five years old, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes as if lighted paint. When he saw the ceremony, he bowed and held his fists, and his demeanor was square. Taoist Qingfeng was very happy to see it.

"Little guy, I rarely see you, I look so good. When I first saw you, I was like a mouse. Now it's so big, okay! OK!" Taoist Qingfeng smiled and teased.

"Uncle Master, have you remembered it wrong? Even if I was young, I was much bigger than a mouse. You..." Although Zhao Hanyu looked respectful, his tone did not agree.

"Why did Uncle Master lie to you? Ask your elder brother, you were in your infancy and were really no bigger than a mouse." Taoist Qingfeng continued to fool him happily.

"Uncle Master, my senior sister took me down the mountain last month..."

"Huh? Have you changed your words? I won't call you mother anymore?"

"I think she is my mother in my heart. Master, please don't interrupt me. Last month, the outer gate presided over the sacrifice in the county town. My senior sister took me down the mountain to watch the fun. I happened to meet the second wife of Mr. Sun's family, No. 43, Attachment No. 72, Lane 43, came to watch the ceremony with her son who was one year old. My senior sister said that when I picked me up, she was much older than her son. I think he could compete with more than twenty rats..." Zhao Hanyu looked quite dissatisfied after saying that, and he really didn't want to agree with the uncle's rat theory.

"Uh...this...well, let's not discuss this for now." Taoist Qingfeng was a little embarrassed. He lived for thousands of years and was a little guilty when he was blocked by Huangkouzi.

"Little guy, how many collections have you read now? How many have you memorized them? Let's listen." Taoist Qingfeng decided to change his direction and attack again.

"Uncle Master, I know a lot. I will first pick and memorize the ones I have. Do you have the patience to listen?"

"Tell me, I have some patience today."

"Then I'll say it?"

"bring it on."

Zhao Hanyu took a deep breath and said, "The ones I have memorized are: the Sutra of the Inaustantium, the Xuantian Dao Cang, the Sutra of the Opening of the Sutra, the General Discourse of the Sky, the Taikang Discourse, the Guiyuan Secrets, the Dharma Strict Discourse, the Vajra Interpretation, the Vajra Treatise, the Vimalakirti Sutra, the Three Treatises and Different Sutras, the Reverse Treatise of the Dharma, the Original Practice Sutra, the Five Dragon Sutra, the Forty-Six Precepts Sutra, the Great Collection Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, the Great Wisdom Treatise, the Baowei Sutra, the Interpretation of the Virtue, the Interpretation of the Vision, the Consciousness-Only Discussion, the Sutra of the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Lotus Sutra, the Sutra of the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the Constitution, the Sutra of the

The yard is extremely quiet, and only the child’s tender voice echoes endlessly. Countless scriptures and countless collections, the children speak faster and faster, endlessly, and I don’t know when they will stop.

The face of the Qingfeng Taoist was getting ugly. He even found that there were at least ten classic names he had never heard of. How to place his old face?!

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"Stop......" Finally someone couldn't stand it. The patience was exhausted... The attack on the shift direction was also declared failure...

Zhao Hanyu gasped for a while, looked at his uncle in confusion, and thought to himself: Aren't you patient? I'm not half over...

Taoist Qingfeng looked at him and asked, "Are you talking about silence?"

Zhao Hanyu said blankly: "Uncle Master, what is Guankou?"

"There are some essayers in Yancheng Tea House in the north who love to talk crosstalk. Their basic skills are their skills, and they require a quick speech. There is a passage that says this. The dishes I cook include: steamed bear's paws, steamed deer tails, roasted flower ducks, roasted chicks, roasted geese... Oh! Why am I talking about this with you?" Taoist Qingfeng waved his hand in annoyance, "Enough, you have said enough."

"Oh, uncle, what else do you have to do?" Zhao Hanyu stood up honestly and did not continue to say it, but he was still a little impressed.

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Inside the stove, under the kitchen table, next to the water tank.

"Senior brother, Xiao Yu has caused you trouble in the past two years." Song Wanci said softly, and a large piece of air-dried deer meat in her hand was neatly stripped off one by one under her knife, with a skillful and orderly knife technique.

"Where is Wanci saying? Master is trusting me. My brother has been in a state of fear and fear of losing Xiao Yu's future." Li Zhe heard his junior sister's intention of protecting him, and happily the skeleton seemed to have been lighter by a few pounds, and the several onion seedlings and garlic sections in his hand were a little unstable.

"Oh? But I heard from Xiao Yu that he has been studying for himself recently, and his senior brother has no time to take care of him. What's going on?" Song Wanci turned his tone and looked at Li Zhe with his head turned and his eyes became sharp. The sword force was a little sharp, and the separation speed of the meat strips and slices was significantly accelerated.

"Junior sister... oh! Isn't that because Xiao Yu has made rapid progress, I'm caught off guard and looking for a way to remedy... Junior sister, be careful..." At this time, Li Zhe forgot that Song Wanci was afraid of cutting his hands with a kitchen knife over time?

"Oh, can senior brother have a solution? Tian Chuan and Xu Yan come to me and say that senior brother has become weak recently and is worried all day long. Facing the talented junior brother, senior brother is powerless, but he still has to maintain the dignity of his master's teachings, and almost makes a big ugly..." Song Wanci asked more and more funny. Li Zhe felt that there was a ghost in his heart and dared not look directly at him. He never noticed the smile in the beauty's eyes.

"Hao......hehe...junior sister....                                                                                                                        

"Oh... Senior brother means... Is it impossible to teach Xiao Yu for the time being? Then... Zhongwan, Yanggu two acupoints... How to solve it?..."

Li Zhe..................

"Puchi                       …Song Wanci could no longer bear it and laughed out loud.

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Inside the courtyard.

"You child knows a lot of Taoist hiding..." Taoist Qingfeng murmured with a complicated expression.

"Return to the uncle, the senior brother is very strict in urging him on weekdays, and the disciples dare not cheat and cheat." Zhao Hanyu replied honestly.

"Have you read this "Sword Theory"?"

"Uncle returned to Master, under the supervision of his senior sister, I just finished reading it recently. I also read "Feng Chu Sword Technique" and "The Thirteen Swords of the God Hidden"."

"Oh, "Feng Chu Sword Technique" is the entry-level sword technique for this sect. All the disciples are the only way to practice swordsmanship. They are eager to give up their expectations and have chosen a solid foundation for you. You must practice hard and not let down your senior sister's high expectations."

"Yes, uncle." When Zhao Hanyu heard the mention of his senior sister, his face was solemn and his expression was solemn.

"Okay! OK! Xiao Yu, let's talk about swordsmanship. You can write the word "Sword" on the ground first, and write it bigger."

Zhao Hanyu found a wooden stick and wrote it carefully on the ground.

"Hmm? Not bad! The word "sword" is clearly lifted and pressed, and the thread is strong. Who will teach you?" Taoist Qingfeng's eyes shone.

"When I return to the uncle, the senior brother and the senior sister have both taught me, and the disciples are still quite far from them." Zhao Hanyu responded modestly.

"Okay, okay, it's already very eye-catching. Let's talk about swords. The soul of swords lies in swords. With swords entering the way, the sword itself is a medium. If you want to understand the vastness of swords, then the swordsman needs to have a broad understanding of swords themselves."

"Uncle Master, do you mean to learn more sword techniques?"

"Yes, you have to learn enough sword techniques and be familiar with various sword moves and various true energy running methods to master the soul of the sword. Your third senior brother's sword technique involves a wide range of widely, so your fourth senior brother can't beat him."

"Uncle Master, I will definitely try my best to learn from my third senior brother."

"Well, okay, okay, look, what kind of word does this look like?" Taoist Qingfeng placed his left arm in front of his knee.

"Like a word."

Taoist Qingfeng Surong said, "Yes, one word, the soul of swordsman is one."

"Ah? Uncle Master, didn't you just say that the soul of swordsmanship is in the sword?"

"Can you still have a good chat?" Taoist Qingfeng was quite annoyed.

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Zhao Hanyu originally wanted to say what the soul of swordsmanship is about and how extensive the third senior brother is. The fourth senior brother can't beat him and has a relationship with the iron hammer. But when he saw his uncle so angry, how dare he say it? So he honestly responded: "Yes."

"Then let's go on, the soul of the sword is in one."

Zhao Hanyu asked seriously: "Uncle Master said... the practice of swordsmanship should be wholeheartedly focused?"

Taoist Qingfeng paused and said, "Yes, not."

Zhao Hanyu thought for a while and said, "Then...is it still?"

Taoist Qingfeng stared into his eyes and said, "Anyway, it's just one word."

Zhao Hanyu lowered his head again and said, "Yes."

"The shape of the sword is one, and the meaning of the sword must be one. The combination of the shape and intention, and its soul is also one."

"No matter how many sword techniques you know, it's better to practice a set of sword techniques to the extreme."

"Even if you have tens of millions of swords, you must choose one of your own."

Taoist Qingfeng looked at Zhao Hanyu and said, "There is a deep meaning."

Zhao Hanyu was thinking, really thoughtful—the Master’s view on kendo is actually not new. There are many similar accounts on the Taoist sect, but they do not conform to his ideas.

Taoist Qingfeng said, "Of course, at the beginning, you have to learn more and have broad knowledge to pick out the most suitable ones, without being dazzled. In short, the words that look at mountains and rivers are a bit complicated, so you can try to understand them as much as possible." Taoist Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and used so many simple words to describe the swordsmanship. His brain was a little tired.

Zhao Hanyu didn't need to experience it seriously, so he understood the general meaning. It was just that this kind of teaching level was too high, which was something that happened in the future. Now... he hadn't practiced a swordsmanship yet.

Zhao Hanyu Ning stood there thinking for a while, then looked up and asked, "Uncle Master, where has the third senior brother's sword cultivation reached?"

"Huanyue? I saw him take a few moves this morning, well... I am crazy about swords, and I use my body as a sword, which is not bad..." Taoist Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded slightly, and looked satisfied.

"Yeah! It's gone too far again! What does your senior brother's realm have to do with you now?" Taoist Qingfeng was very annoyed, and his conversational ideas were always led to go astray, and he couldn't communicate happily.

Zhao Hanyu stared blankly at the word "Sword" he wrote, and Taoist Qingfeng looked at the clouds rolling in the sky and was ecstatic.

The sword contest between the two old and the young came to an end.

Soon, in the room, Li Zhe and Song Wanci finished cooking and came out with plates, bowls and cups to greet the two of them for dinner.
Chapter completed!