dusk.
The setting sun in the sky is like blood, shining on the blood-stained Jade Girl Peak of Huashan Mountain.
Ning Zhong hurried to the kitchen with a pot of medicine and made a fire to cook the medicine.
When she was about to get firewood, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of clothing caught in the crack of the cabinet door on the wall.
Ning Zhongze couldn't help but be startled, then walked over calmly and opened the cabinet door carefully.
She saw a five or six-year-old child huddled in the cabinet, looking at her with panic on his face.
"Are you... the new Junior Brother Yan?" After being surprised, Ning Zhongze frowned slightly after looking at the other party carefully.
The young boy nodded anxiously, not daring to speak.
"...Sigh~" After a short silence, Ning Zhong sighed and squatted down in front of the cabinet: "Come out, I will take you to see my master."
The young child shook his head vigorously in protest, as if what Ning Zhongze said was a terrible thing.
Ning Zhong gently touched the child's head and said softly: "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you with Senior Sister here."
After hesitating for a moment, the toddler finally crawled out of the cabinet tremblingly, and was led out of the kitchen by Ning Zhongze.
On the way, the two saw many handymen carrying corpses.
Airbending's kung fu emphasizes step-by-step progress. How much cultivation can the younger generation have? Facing the masters of swordsmanship who mainly focus on swordsmanship, they will naturally be defeated if they are not good at swordsmanship.
There was a big battle today, and almost all the younger Qi Sect disciples were killed or injured.
"Alas~" Ning Zhongze sighed again, his expression gloomy.
My classmates who were practicing swordplay together yesterday did not expect to become dead souls under the sword today.
The young child avoided his sight in fear, but he had a different picture in his heart.
'Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck! Why did he get picked up by the people of Jian Zong? Just join the Jian Zong, and he was lucky enough to catch up with the sword energy fight. '
Just three days ago, he was still a sunny and cheerful boy in his twenties, living in the 21st century.
He took advantage of the holidays to travel to Mount Huashan. As a result, the safety rope suddenly broke while passing the Changkong Plank Road, and he unfortunately fell off the cliff.
When he opened his eyes again, he miraculously appeared at the foot of Huashan Mountain, and his body changed into what it is now.
He checked that the mole on his chest was still there, and it was still his own body.
It is rejuvenation, not rebirth of a dead body.
Then, he was picked up by a man named Lin Qingquan from the Huashan Sword Sect and accepted him as his disciple. However, just after he became the master, the master and the disciple had not had time to cultivate their relationship. The two sword qi sects competed. It started.
The two sects have been feuding for a long time because of their discordant martial arts concepts, and this competition finally completely broke things off.
In the process, Lin Qingquan and an airbending master died together, which made him realize the seriousness of the matter, so he ran away decisively.
However, with his current body, he couldn't get down to the dangerous Jade Girl Peak, so in the end he had to hide in the kitchen cupboard to prevent himself from being hurt.
Now I have to meet Ning Zhongze’s master, which is really a life-threatening matter!
The other party is the head of the Qi Sect, and he is a remnant of the Sword Sect. He will definitely be dead if he leaves.
Forget it, just die. Anyway, this life is saved.
Just when he gave up on himself, the two came to a small courtyard.
"We're here." Ning Zhong opened the door to one of the rooms and took him in.
There was an old man with gray hair in the room, applying medicine to a young man with a chest injury.
"Huh?" Lin Qingping, who heard the commotion, turned around and saw the young child next to her apprentice, and asked in surprise: "What's going on with this child?"
Ning Zhong said: "Master, this is the new disciple that Master Lin Qingquan accepted a few days ago."
"People from the Sword Sect!" The injured young man's expression changed instantly. His wounds touched his body as he spoke, and he couldn't help but frown due to the severe pain.
He was injured by the sword of a swordsman master before, leaving a two-foot wound from his left shoulder to his right chest.
If he hadn't been seriously injured and unconscious at the time, causing the other party to mistakenly think he was dead and didn't hit him again, he would have died by now.
Ning Zhong saw his serious expression and said quickly: "Elder brother, although he is from the Sword Sect, he is still a child after all."
Lin Qingping said: "In that case, let's send him down the mountain."
"Master, Feng Buyi has been down the mountain for a long time. Where are we going to send him?" Ning Zhong looked at the young child beside him and couldn't bear to say: "At such a young age, I'm afraid he won't survive much outside." People will starve to death on the streets.”
"You're right." Lin Qingping pondered for a moment, then turned to the toddler and asked, "Little kid, what's your name?"
"My name is Yan Mingkong, and Master changed my name to Yan Bugui."
The Huashan School ranks seniority by character, with the seniority character "Qing" followed by the seniority "Bu".
"Not returning?" Lin Qingping frowned and said, "What did your master think of giving you such a name?"
"Well..." Yan Bugui said: "Master said I can't find my home. The name means I don't know where to go."
At that time, he also felt that this bad name was unlucky, but unfortunately there was no room for him to refute it. Now it has come true.
Joining Huashan but becoming a disciple of the Sword Sect is like embarking on a road of no return!
"You don't remember where home is?" Lin Qingping asked curiously.
Yan Bugui shook his head: "I just remember that I was playing at home that day, and suddenly a strong wind blew me away, and then I met the master."
Lin Qingping was silent. This sounded a bit strange, but he believed it.
"My child, your master is no longer here. I will be your master from now on. Are you willing?"
Looking at Lin Qingping with a kind face, Yan Bugui was stunned and seriously suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
Did I hear it wrong?
Instead of killing him, a remnant of the Sword Sect, the other party wanted to take him under his sect? !
"I do." Yan Bugui knew in his heart that Ning Zhongze was right. He was unfamiliar with the place here, and his young body had almost no ability to survive. Leaving Huashan now would definitely lead to death.
Let's stay in Huashan for now. The rivers and lakes are dangerous and it is impossible to survive without martial arts.
Master, in order to survive, my disciple, I can only feel sorry for you, the old man, and Sword Sect.
"Good boy." Lin Qingping nodded, looked at Ning Zhongze and ordered: "Take your junior brother back to rest first and take good care of him."
"Disciple knows." Ning Zhong took Yan Bugui and left. After settling him down, he went back to the kitchen to cook medicine.
After the two left.
"Master, junior sister is soft-hearted, but that child is a member of the Sword Sect after all. If he stays, he may raise a tiger and cause trouble." The young man who had bandaged the wound looked at Lin Qingping with a worried face.
“Without the group, our Huashan wouldn’t be able to accommodate even one child.
Besides, he has only been in the industry for a short time and has never learned any skills from the Sword Sect. As long as we teach him well, we are afraid that we will not be able to lead him to the right path. "
"...What the master teaches is that the disciple understands."
the other side.
Yan Bugui was lying on the bed in his bedroom, recalling what had happened before, and a feeling of surviving a disaster emerged from the bottom of his heart.
He really didn't expect Lin Qingping to have such a broad mind.
Ning Zhongze is worthy of being a chivalrous woman of a generation whom our bank sincerely admires even after being re-elected.
As for the injured young man, the person Ning Nuxia could call his senior brother must be the future head of the "Junzi Sword" Yue Buqun.
There seems to be a big age difference between the couple!
Ning Zhongze is no more than sixteen or seventeen years old now, but Yue Buqun looks to be at least twenty-seven or eighty-years-old.
Tsk~Does this count as a pear tree weighing down begonias and an old cow eating young grass?
The sky is getting dark and the moon is rising outside the window.
Looking at the bright moonlight in front of the bed, Yan Bugui, who was relieved, couldn't help but start thinking about his hometown.
He is a time traveler, but his parents are still alive.
Could it be because of this that the start was so unlucky?
The white-haired man gave the black-haired man a gift. His parents were a little sad when he died unexpectedly, but he believed that time is the best medicine. After three to five or seven years, he gradually got used to it.
If the second elder doesn't plan to practice a trumpet anymore, then he doesn't have to worry about getting his son married, buying a car, buying a house, or raising children. With the rent of the few rooms at home, they should be able to live a comfortable life for the rest of their lives.
A few days later.
A sudden plague hit the Huashan sect, and news of the unfortunate death of a large number of masters in the sect spread throughout the world like wings.
Before the fierce battle, the number of masters of the Sword Sect was superior. Now the Sword Sect has disappeared, the talents of the Huashan Sect have withered, and they will no longer regain their former glory as the leader of the Five Mountains.
The original "Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall" in Huashan has been replaced by a plaque with the name "Zhengqi Hall".
Lin Qingping officially began to teach Yan Bugui.
“This martial art uses Qi as its body and sword as its weapon.
Qi is the master, the sword is the slave, Qi is the link, and the sword is the eye. If you fail to practice Qi, no matter how strong your swordsmanship is, it will be useless. You must keep this in mind. "
"Disciple, I remember."
"But you are still young now. As a teacher, I will first teach you a set of Shi Duan Jin Kung Fu to strengthen your body. I will also teach you how to read and write. After you have laid a good foundation, I will teach you the internal skills and mental methods of your own sect."
"Disciple understands."
Time flies.
Yan Bugui has been studying for three years.
