Spirit Sword Sovereign

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In the face of his son, Huang Ting's mother planted flowers and grass early in the morning, and she really couldn't bear it.

In fact, with Huang Ting's strength, no matter what kind of work he does, the money he earns is absolutely thousands of times higher than the flowers.

But there is no way. Huang Tingyun's work is arranged by Chu Xingyun, and Huang Ting has no choice at all.

In this era, the apprentices are just like their sons, they will fight if they fight, they will scold when they say scolding, they will run away, and each will have their fate!

Although Huang's heart hurts his son, fortunately ... Huang is also a man who understands justice.

Although she could not understand why Chu Xingyun did this, she would never intervene to intervene and stop it.

Not only did Huang's not stop, but he opened up his son every day and encouraged him to persevere.

As time goes by ...

Finally, three years have passed ...

In the past three years, Huang Ting's changes can be described as earth-shaking.

Three years ago, once someone scolded him face-to-face and ridiculed him, he immediately became furious and wished he could draw his sword!

But three years later, when someone laughed at him, he could already accept it.

Mock me as a farmer? That's right ... I am a farmer?

Did you laugh at me? Then you think that's fine, it has nothing to do with me anyway.

Because the energy of the whole body has been sealed, Huang Ting has had dozens of frictions with people in the past three years.

Among them, Huang Ting was beaten to the ground twenty or thirty times, vomiting blood and spitting blood, and suffered multiple fractures throughout his body.

If it were n’t for Chu Xingyun ’s medical skills, and the panacea was magical enough, Huang Ting might have died dozens of times.

After three years of precipitation, Huang Ting's pride is still there.

But all the arrogance was polished away.

At this moment ...

Huang Ting finally realized that he was no different from everyone else.

Even if he has super strength, it does not mean that he is superior.

Everyone has their own strengths and also their own weaknesses.

You cannot look down on others because of your strength.

It's like, he can't look down on those who can't grow flowers because he grows well.

Everyone is human and born the same. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses.

Therefore ... he Huang Ting will not be cheaper than anyone, and no more noble than anyone!

Self-confidence is not cheaper than anyone, this is proud.

Self-confessed that it will not be noble than anyone, this is no arrogance!

After three years of polishing, the only flaw in Huang Ting's piece of jade was finally completely polished away.

Although on the surface, Huang Ting's rustic, free from the look of a farmer.

This is not just a question of face and figure.

Even his temperament, charm, and words and manners are alive, like a farmer.

Three years later……

Chu Xingyun finally officially announced that all assessments had ended and Huang Ting was formally accepted as an apprentice.

Faced with this, Huang Ting was simply happy and broken.

You know, although he does not exclude farm work.

But his ideal, his ambition, is definitely not a farmer!

Therefore, finally no longer need to do farm work, for Huang Ting, it is definitely a relief.

Pouring tea and pouring water, three knees and nine knocks ...

Under the witness of Huang Ting's mother, Huang's.

Under the watch of Su Liu'er and Xueying.

Chu Xingyun sat on the high-back chair, accepted Huang Ting's three knees and nine knocks, and drank the tea from Jingshi.

Huang Ting finally came to Chu Xingyun's door and became his disciple!

Although Chu Xingyun had accepted several apprentices before, that was actually just an entry disciple.

The so-called entry disciples just entered Chu Xingyun's door and became his ordinary disciples.

Although Chu Xingyun will also teach them a lot of swordsmanship, he will never teach them real housekeeping skills and tricks.

The so-called disciples are very different.

The disciples who enter the room are favored by the master or the master, so as to enter the "inner room", get the master or the master's trick to not pass on other disciples, and will be the successor of the master or the master in the future.

In other words, among the many apprentices of Chu Xingyun, Huang Ting headed it!

Huang Ting was successfully overwhelmed by Chu Xingyun's gate, and even had the honour of becoming a disciple. Huang Ting couldn't help but overjoy.

After knocking on the teacher's head and worshipping the teacher's tea, each other finally became a family.

You know, the master and the apprentice are very close.

Although there is no shortage of those who bully the teachers and destroy the ancestors, there is a big injustice.

But like the unfilial sons who do not adopt fathers or mothers, although they have always existed, they are still a minority.

After successfully visiting the entrance, Huang Ting could no longer hold her inner curiosity and asked Chu Xingyun.

Although in the past three years, Huang Ting has vaguely guessed that the reason why the master arranged him this way is to wear away his arrogance.

But Huang Ting always felt that the master's arrangement would never be so simple.

If only to grind his arrogance, how could the master and the mother, together with him, seal the energy of the whole body and do these rough work?

Obviously, in addition to polishing his arrogance, Master must have other ideas and purposes.

Facing Huang Ting's inquiry, Chu Xingyun smiled comfortably, but he didn't explain.

With a wave of his hand, Chu Xingyun waved his right hand and recruited the iron sword that Huang Ting left outside the main house door three years ago and inserted it in front of Huang Ting.

Reaching out, Chu Xingyun said: "Now ... you pull up this sword, take your lonely nine swords, and have a look."

Although he didn't know why Chu Xingyun asked him to do this, Huang Ting pulled out the sword for the first time and played the lonely nine swords from beginning to end.

Nine swords alone, there are only nine strokes in total.

Therefore, in less than ten breaths, Huang Ting stopped.

Not blushing, looking at Chu Xingyun without breath, Huang Ting said blankly: "Master, I have finished dancing, next ..."

Looking deeply at Huang Ting, Chu Xingyun shook his head and said: "You can't do this, in fact ... you're just taking pictures of cats and tigers, and gourds and scoops, so you can never understand the essence of swordsmanship!"

Between the words, Chu Xingyun paused, and after sorting out his thoughts, he continued: "Think back to the past three years, how have you used various farm tools, and why do you want to use it that way?"

After giving Huang Ting a little time to think, Chu Xingyun continued: "Think again, how do you hold a sword and why do you hold it that way!"

Continue to expand, every move, no one, how is it displayed, why should it be done like that?

Listening to Chu Xingyun's series of inquiries, Huang Ting couldn't help but open his mouth, his face shocked.

For a long time, he did, as Chu Xingyun said, but he painted tigers with cats and scoops with gourds.

Although I always think that I have done it very well, I really don't know why I did it.

Looking at Huang Ting's horrified expression, Chu Xingyun said: "It is impossible to know only that it must be realized to be truly mastered."

After a pause, Chu Xingyun continued: "Now, you immediately sit down cross-legged and meditate here."

Don't look at the sword too sacred, too noble ...

Essentially, there is no difference between a sword and a hoe, and an iron shovel, and a shovel. They are nothing more than tools.

Different tools have different grips and different use skills.

This is true of hoe, so is iron shovel, and so is sword.

Don't just imitate its shape, but understand its truth.

Combined with the use and understanding of various agricultural tools, the sword is used as a tool, and if you re-examine it, there will be many discoveries ...

Listening to Chu Xingyun's words, Huang Ting did not dare to neglect, and immediately sat down cross-legged.

In front of Chu Xingyun, Su Liu'er, Blood Shadow, and Huang's face, they entered a state of meditation. Time is passing by every minute ...