He ate two bowls of steaming vegetarian noodles in a row.
The little girl finally let out a cute burp.
"There's still plain noodles," said Han Cheng, who was sitting at the side.”
"Thank you, Master Han Cheng. I'm full this time ~"
Feng Qingxue was carefully wiping her mouth.
At this moment, she was so shy that she did not dare to look at Han Cheng.
"Well, that's good."
Han Cheng knew that girls were shy, so he nodded and said,""Have a seat first. I'll go and tidy up the room next door. You'll live there from now on."
"Thank you." Feng Qingxue nodded as well and suddenly asked,""Master Han Cheng, how many people are there in our library pavilion?”
"Uh, just the two of us, master and disciple.”
This answer made Feng Qingxue ponder.
After Han Cheng left, Feng Qingxue looked around Han Cheng's room curiously.
Finally, he picked up the dirty bowls and chopsticks and went to the bucket outside to wash them.
Han Cheng saw this and did not stop him.
Feng Qingxue would be his disciple in the future.
Working with him in the library pavilion, one had to be familiar with each other. It was best to have this adaptability.
After arranging a place to stay, Han Cheng taught Feng Qingxue a lesson, just like how Elder Mo had taught him.
The chores and taboos that he had to do every day were explained in detail.
Feng Qingxue was also very serious. She nodded repeatedly, obviously listening to his words.
The next day, Han Cheng meditated for the entire night. He had just finished his cultivation when he saw Feng Qingxue doing something.
Her white wrists froze as she carried a bucket of water with both hands to the hall on the first floor of the library pavilion. A rag was placed on the edge of the bucket. Feng Qingxue grabbed a cloth to wet the floor and started wiping the floor seriously. A part of his neck was so white that it was dazzling.
"You're quite diligent."
A smile appeared on Han Cheng's face. He walked over and said,""Qingxue, remember to wipe the table too. I'm going out to collect our share for this month.”
Feng Qingxue was shocked.
She panicked for a moment like a frightened deer and then agreed,""Yes, yes, Master."
Her Cultivation state was not low, and she was sharp and cautious enough to not notice that someone was approaching her.
Was he too focused?
Feng Qingxue thought that it must be.
No matter how one looked at it, Han Cheng was just an ordinary disciple of the Heaven's Wall City. Although the elegant temperament on his body makes people feel very comfortable,
Feng Qingxue pondered for a long time. She waited for Han Cheng's back to disappear from her sight before she continued with her work.
On the way to Hancheng, he also thought about how he had scared Feng Qingxue. He thought that he should let out more footsteps in the future. Otherwise, it would be easy for others to find out.
Days passed like this.
The library pavilion was filled with life.
It was no longer as quiet as when Han Cheng was alone.
Because Feng Qingxue was here.
While she was cleaning the library, she also cleared the surrounding weeds.
He even planted two seeds of unknown flowers at their doorstep and watered them every day.
Han Cheng and her gradually became familiar with each other, and they were no longer as unfamiliar as before.
.....
On this day, Han Cheng and his wife had just had dinner.
Feng Qingxue washed the dishes while Han Cheng went out for a walk. He strolled from the library to a secluded forest.
From afar, he could sense a fluctuation coming from the forest.
"Is someone practicing here?"
Han Cheng was a little curious.
He rarely came to this place.
However, this was the first time he saw someone practicing.
In the forest, a white-robed youth was practicing his swordsmanship.
His body was vigorous, and the sword wind stirred up a cloud of dust!
Even the leaves of the treetops in this area seemed to fall for him.
"So it's Baili Tusu, that little fellow.”Han Cheng thought in surprise.
The white-robed youth with cold and arrogant brows in the forest was Baili Tusu.
In the past, he often came to the library pavilion to read alone, not disturbing Han Cheng. In the past few years, he had been diligently practicing his swordsmanship and had almost never come to the library pavilion. Han Cheng had not seen him for a long time.
"I didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few years, this little guy has already reached the ninth level of the Spirit Refinement Realm.”
Han Cheng looked surprised, thinking that this little guy was really talented.
At such a young age, he had already surpassed more than half of the Heaven's Wall City's disciples.
In a few more years, he would probably become the number one disciple in the Heaven's Wall City.
Baili Tusu's sword technique was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and sword qi was everywhere.
When he was fully focused, the tip of his sword suddenly drew rapidly in the air, and a dark word suddenly pierced out!
This was the Heaven's Wall City's mid-grade sword technique, the Obscure Sword.
This sword technique symbolized light and expelled darkness.
However, Baili Tusu's 'Hui' character scattered the moment it was drawn…
Sword Qi could not be condensed at all, let alone its power.
“....”
Baili Tusu frowned. He didn't believe it and continued practicing.
However, he had practiced it ten times and still failed.
The word formed by the sword qi stumped him.
"Eldest Senior Brother's teachings are clearly correct."
"Why not?"
Baili Tusu's forehead was covered in a layer of sweat, and his face was somewhat pale.
Baili Tusu's master, True Man Ziyin, was cultivating in seclusion. He had always been his eldest senior brother Ling Yue's disciple. However, although Ling Yue's talent in cultivation was high, he was mediocre in the aspect of teaching people. Fortunately, Baili Tusu's comprehension was especially high. Otherwise, if he continued to cultivate like this, he would probably be crippled.
Now, Baili Tusu was once again faced with a difficult problem.
He had clearly consulted Ling Yue yesterday.
"If I practice the Huiming sword like this, I won't succeed even if I practice it for another hundred years.”
Han Cheng had seen everything from the shadows and decided to help Baili Tusu.
His handsome face twisted and turned blurry, then gradually became clear.
Han Cheng used the Transformation Spell and turned into another person.
This person was not specific. Han Cheng had used the facial features of several Heaven's Wall City disciples. He did not look like anyone, but he still looked familiar.
"Brat, no one cultivates the Huiming sword like you.”
After the transformation, Han Cheng walked out from the shadows.
Baili Tusu's gaze immediately turned cold.
Seeing that Han Cheng was a Heaven's Wall City disciple, he smiled and his hostility subsided. He asked,""Who are you?"
"Your fellow disciple, someone who can guide you.”
Han Cheng smiled." If you don't practice the sword properly, the sword qi will never be able to condense into the character 'Obscure.' Do you know what the problem is?”
“....”
Baili Tusu stared at Han Cheng's face, as if he wanted to distinguish the truth. After a while, his gaze calmed down and he lowered his head,"Please ask me."
"The body and mind have their own master, and the sword qi is prepared within.”
Han Cheng walked to Baili Tusu's side and opened his palm.
The latter understood and struggled for a moment before handing over his sword.
Han Cheng took it and said,"To practice these sword techniques, you only need to remember the three words: clear, clean, and calm." The word is clear. Pure word, gas to navel, set word, Taishan stable, muddy clear unobstructed, dark word can be formed.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Han Cheng's wrist trembled slightly, and a huge bright and dark word pierced out!
On the ground, a serious and elegant calligraphy character was printed
It was powerful, and the sword edge was restrained, but it also had a kind of threatening might.
Baili Tusu's eyes widened in shock.
He had seen Ling Yue use this move before, but it was not as powerful. This senior brother of the same sect whom he had never met before was actually so powerful?
"Do you understand?" Han Cheng turned around and asked.
"Three Words Formula!"
Baili Tusu finally recovered from his shock when he heard that. He nodded solemnly and said,"Clear! Clean! Set! I'll remember that."
"Take your time to practice. Your talent is not bad. This sword technique won't be difficult for you.”
Han Cheng smiled kindly and returned the sword. Like an elder, he patted Baili Tusu's shoulder and left.
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