Liu Bowen is leaving Mian County.

Wang Xiyao asked, "Sir, are you really leaving?"

Liu Bowen nodded and said, "It's time to leave. Liu continues to stay here and can't teach you anything."

Wang Xiyao's knowledge is actually not inferior to Liu Bowen. Liu Bowen also learned Wang Xiyao's experience in practicing.

Wang Xiyao said, "Sir, what should I do if you leave Tianxin Pavilion? Someone comes to cause trouble in the future. Without the sir, I can only solve it myself."

Liu Bowen smiled and said, "You boy, you won't think about letting me make a cow and horse for you all your life. Xiyao, I really should leave. Zhu Yuanzhang, the leader of the Ming Cult, is a very ambitious person who can accomplish great things. He has some prestige in the rebel army. I plan to join him."

Wang Xiyao nodded and said, "Mr. Wang family and Tianxin Pavilion are talented. Chi Zi is small and cannot tolerate people like Mr. Since Mr. Decided to leave, the students will not be allowed to stay."

"Yun'er."

Yun'er said, "Young Master, what are your instructions?"

Wang Xiyao said, "Go and bring the gray sword in my study."

Yun'er said, "Yes, young master."

Wang Xiyao said, "Sir, I have no gifts to give to you. I am a swordsman. Mr. Yangwu sword is well practiced. When I leave, I will give you this sword."

This sword was created by Wang Xiyao for a lot of money. It may not be as good as the Yitian Sword, but it is also a rare sword.

Liu Bowen took the sword and said, "I have accepted the gift. Thank you."

Wang Xiyao said: "Teacher, there is a record in the Confucian classics: the way of sincerity can be used to prophets. I don't know, but it's true?"

Liu Bowen said: "Authentic sincerity is in harmony with heaven. When blessing is coming, you must first know it when you see goodness. When disaster is coming, you must first know it when you see badness. In fact, the way of sincerity is not so magical. It is the same principle that the heart is sincere and the heart is spiritual."

...

Liu Bowen left, and it seemed that the Wang family had something missing.

Wang Shouxin said: "Xiyao, you are already sixteen years old. You must participate in this year's imperial examination. Mr. Liu said before leaving that you learned the essence of his knowledge. If you can't get the first time of the county test, I will break your leg."

Wang Xiyao said: "If you want to win the first place, it depends not only on knowledge, but also on luck. No matter how good the article is, if it is not in line with the county magistrate's wishes, you will not be able to get the chief of the case. Dad, I can only say, do your best."

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

The article has too much subjectivity. How many points are given depends on the teacher's intention and mood.

...

This day.

Master Mie Jue took Ding Minjun, Bei Jingyi, Zhou Zhiruo and other disciples into Tianxin Pavilion.

Yun'er said enthusiastically: "Do you guys have any skills to change? If you don't change, you can buy and sell skills, you can."

After not seeing each other for a few years, Zhou Zhiruo recognized Yun'er at first sight.

"Sister Yun'er."

Zhou Zhiruo shouted happily.

Yun'er was stunned, looked at Zhou Zhiruo carefully for a while, and said, "Sister Zhiruo? It's really you."

Master Mie Jue stared at the names of the martial arts on the wall and asked: "Little girl, how can you sell these martial arts in Tianxin Pavilion?"

Change the exercise method.

Selling exercises.

Master Mie Jue has no such plan. The martial arts and swordsmanship of the Emei Sect are all secrets, so how can others learn it?

Five years ago, Zhang Sanfeng took Zhang Wuji to the Emei Sect, hoping to exchange Wudang Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect’s Nine Yang Sect

Yun'er handed a price list to Master Mie Jue: "Senior, the price of the martial arts is above."

Master Mie Jue took the price list and his pupils shrank.

"Basic Swordsmanship" and "Basic Swordsmanship" only cost 200 taels of silver.

"Qi Practice" requires tens of thousands of taels of silver.

"Nine Cauldrons of Heavenly Book" costs 100 million taels of silver.

"The Golden Body of Buddha" costs 100 million taels of silver.

Who can afford it?

Unless the court sells the country, it may be affordable.

Master Mie Jue said coldly: "Miss, what are your Tianxin Pavilion jokes? What are the techniques of "Nine Cauldrons of Heavenly Book" and "The Golden Body of Buddha"? It actually costs ten thousand taels of silver!"

Yun'er said: "Senior, my young master said that "Nine Cauldrons of Heavenly Book" and "The Golden Body of Buddha" are god-level exercises. Selling 100 million taels of silver is not expensive."

What kind of magical skills?

I don't understand, but I don't understand it.

Master Mie Jue said, "I want to read the "Nine Cauldrons of Heavenly Book" and "The Golden Body of Buddha". Pomni wants to see if these two skills are worth so much money."

At this time, Wang Xiyao walked into Tianxin Pavilion and said, "Master, your request is a bit difficult."

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes lit up, she ran to Wang Xiyao and said happily: "Brother Xiyao."

Wang Xiyao touched Zhou Zhiruo's head and said with a smile: "Sister Zhiruo, you have grown taller. Hum, you have become more beautiful."

Zhou Zhiruo showed a shy expression on her face.

Ding Minjun said, "You are Wang Xiyao? Boy, my master wants to see your skills, which will give you great face. Don't be ignorant of your praise. Those who know the appearance will hand over the skills of Tianxin Pavilion."

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Ding Minjun incredibly and said, "Senior Sister, how could you say that..."

Wang Xiyao asked Zhou Zhiruo to be calm.

"Master, if you come to exchange martial arts, or purchase martial arts, Tianxin Pavilion is very welcome." Wang Xiyao said, "If you are ready to rob, you will have to bear the anger of Tianxin Pavilion."

Master Mie Jue said coldly: "Boy is arrogant. Pomni wants to have a few moves with you."

Wang Xiyao shook his head.

With Wang Xiyao's eyesight, it can be seen at a glance that Master Mie Jue has not reached the state of unity of human and sword.

It’s not even a combination of man and sword. How can you compete with Wang Xiyao?

In the martial arts world in the entire martial arts world, the only person who is qualified to compete with Wang Xiyao's swords may be Zhang Sanfeng.

Yun'er said, "Senior, my young master usually doesn't attack others, and he won't draw his sword easily. If you are interested, I can play a few moves with you."

Master Mie Jue's face was gloomy and he sneered: "You are a slut, you are not worthy of the Pond Niba's sword."

Yun'er took off the long sword hanging on the wall and said, "Senior, please."

The murderous intent flashed in Master Miejue's eyes and said coldly: "Bitch, since you are looking for death, don't blame Poon Ni's ruthlessness under the sword."

Yun'er has a quiet temperament. When she drew her sword, her body skills and sword skills shocked the people of the Emei Sect.

Although Yun'er is just a maid, her cultivation and swordsmanship are not weak.

In terms of swordsmanship, Yun'er is already at the level of artistic conception.

Yun'er is an orphan and was bought back by Wang Shouxin at the age of two. After Wang Xiyao was born, she was Wang Xiyao's personal maid.

Yun'er didn't read much and had no knowledge. Her only purpose in life was to serve Young Master Xiyao and repay the Wang family's life.

therefore.

Yun'er has a firm will and her sword is to protect the young master.

Yun'er's ambition is very small. However, no matter how small the ambition is, it is still the persistence in his heart.

Yun'er practiced sword intent.

Before the Yitian Sword could be unsheathed, Yun'er's sword hit the throat of Master Miejue.

Yun'er put away his sword, took a few steps back, clasped his fists and said, "Senior, I'll give in."

One move.

Master Mie Jue was defeated by Yun'er with one move!

It was at this moment.

Master Mie Jue was so angry that he drew out the Yitian Sword and slashed towards Yun'er.

Wang Xiyao picked up a five-spice broad bean from the plate on the table and sprinkled it out.

Buzz.

The Sword of the Heavenly Sword in Master Miejue's hand was collapsed by broad beans.

Bang bang bang bang.

Empress Dowager Mie Jue took several steps, and her palm was broken with blood beads.

Wang Xiyao stretched out his hand and the sword of the rays of the sky jumped into his hand.

Master Mie Jue said in horror: "You..."

Wang Xiyao gently flicked the sword body of the Yitian Sword.
To be continued...