Sweeping the world

Chapter 3
"Uncle Lu!"

Sitting by the boulder in the courtyard, Chen Ming was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised to see the figure walking outside.

The person walking from the outside in front of him is Lu Qi.

He was wearing a blue robe, and his face looked a little tired. At this moment, he walked slowly from the outside. After seeing Chen Ming's figure, a smile appeared on his face: "Ming'er, how is your stay on Mount Yue?"

"Everything is fine."

Chen Ming nodded: "The brothers and sisters around are all very nice. Seeing that I am relatively young, they all take good care of me."

"It's just that it's a bit boring."

Speaking of this, he looked at Lu Qi in front of him with a bitter face and poured bitter water: "There is nothing on this mountain, and I can't do anything normally."

"No way." Lu Qi shook his head: "The mountain is no better than the outside, and there are disciples and students inside, so it's not as lively as the outside."

"However, compared to the world outside, although this mountain is quiet, at least it can be regarded as safe."

Not knowing what he thought of, he sighed lightly and said so.

Hearing this, Chen Ming's heart tightened.

During this period of time, when he was studying on the mountain, he did not do nothing.

Through foreign students like Wang Li, he was also inquiring about some situations in this world.

He couldn't help but be a little shocked by the results he got.

This world is far more dangerous than he imagined. In some places in the outside world, broken houses and homes happen frequently, and it is said that there are even legendary ghosts and ghosts rampant, making the outside world smoky.

Among the large group of disciples of the Yueshan School of Literature, a large number of them are the same as Chen Ming, who entered the refuge from the outside.

There is no harm without comparison.

Compared with the chaotic world outside, although the life of the Yueshan School is a bit boring, it is indeed rare.

"Uncle Lu, I want to practice martial arts"

After a long silence, looking at Lu Qi in front of him, Chen Ming suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Lu Qi was stunned: "Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"

"I've thought about it."

Chen Ming straightened his face: "The world outside is not stable. Staying on Mount Yue may protect me for a while, but not forever."

"If you want to protect your people from being harmed, you can only strengthen yourself."

He has a serious face. Although he looks young, he looks very mature at this moment.

Listening to Chen Ming's words, Lu Qi was stunned for a long time before he realized, with a gratified smile on his face: "Ming'er, you have grown up."

"Since you have this heart, I will naturally fulfill it."

He looked at Chen Ming, and then said: "However, as I said earlier, practicing martial arts is not as good as studying Chinese. The process is extremely tiring and wears out the muscles and bones."

"You are congenitally deficient, and you are deficient in qi and blood. Although you have improved a lot in the past month, you are still weak. If you go to practice martial arts, it is likely to get twice the result with half the effort. Even if you practice all day long, it is not as good as other people's half-day results... "

"Uncle Lu, I understand."

Chen Ming said seriously, his expression was unprecedentedly serious at this moment.

Forget about the previous life, since there is real martial arts in this world, it would be a pity to miss it.

Besides, this world is so dangerous, it is impossible for Chen Ming to stay on this mountain for the rest of his life, if he does not practice martial arts, if he encounters danger when he leaves here in the future, wouldn't he have no power to protect himself?

As for the problem of his body being born weak, he has also seriously thought about it.

A weak body does not mean that one cannot move at all. Martial arts does not have to be practiced with one's life at the very beginning.

He wanted to practice martial arts, not because he wanted to practice martial arts from the very beginning, but because he wanted to understand the martial arts of this world as soon as possible, so as to lay a solid foundation for the future.

If you are weak, don't practice hard, just practice a little every day, and it is enough to exercise your body.

With such a combination of movement and stillness, I believe the body will recover faster.

"Okay, now that you've made up your mind, come with me."

After pondering for a moment, after understanding Chen Ming's thoughts, Lu Qi finally nodded and walked out of the courtyard with Chen Ming in front of him.

Soon, under Lu Qi's leadership, they came to a spacious training ground.

"In the Yueshan sect, there is a martial arts inheritance, in which there are swords, spears, palms, boxing and many other teachings, and many disciples practice martial arts in it."

When he came to this field and looked at Chen Ming, Lu Qi said, "This is the place where students are normally recruited to practice. The disciples of these martial arts schools can only be regarded as real if they have completed their studies and passed various assessments. Getting started, teaching real martial arts."

"This is the normal entry process, but Ming'er, you are not an outsider, so naturally you don't have to do this."

He opened his mouth and said: "Your father and I are inseparable, and I watched you grow up. You can directly practice my martial arts."

"When I was young, I fought all my life, and all I learned was in one sword technique."

boom! !

A long knife came out of his body suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Ming was stunned.

He saw, in front of his eyes, a black long knife had appeared at some time, and it was cut down in such an ordinary way. Make a loud whistling sound.

boom! !

A huge roar came from before his eyes, and the next moment, Chen Ming opened his eyes wide.

In front of his eyes, a huge knife-testing stone exploded directly, and the huge force carried by it dissipated, causing countless broken stones to splash everywhere, making it everywhere.

"This"

Looking at the testing stone that was shattered with a single knife, Chen Ming opened his eyes wide, and then couldn't help looking at Lu Qi in front of him.

After cutting the knife just now, Lu Qi didn't look abnormal at all, his face was calm and calm, his body didn't move at all, and he didn't seem to be struggling at all.

"how?"

Sensing Chen Ming's gaze, Lu Qi turned around, looked at him and asked.

"Uncle Lu's divine power."

Chen Ming sighed from the heart: "If this knife is cut on a person, even if he is wearing a thick armor, it may be cut off in one fell swoop."

"It's nothing."

Lu Qi shook his head: "Outside, my skills can only be regarded as second-rate, and there are many people who are better than me."

"Among those famous sects, there are many people who are stronger than me."

"But in Longshui County, I'm pretty good."

He changed his style of painting, put away the long knife in his hand, then looked at Chen Ming, and threw out a thick catalog.

"This sword technique is a martial art handed down in the family, and it is called Linyuan sword technique."

"Practicing this knife technique requires internal and external tempering, strengthening the muscles and bones, and then practicing diligently every day, so that you can gradually succeed."

He looked at Chen Ming: "I'm usually busy with things, and I don't have much time to teach you. You can look at this catalog by yourself, write down the things in it slowly, and talk about it after memorizing it."

"Starting tomorrow, you come here to swing the knife a hundred times a day. After a month of persistence, we will talk about other things."

Looking at Chen Ming in front of him, Lu Qi spoke.

Hearing this, Chen Ming was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, he saw a black shadow passing by.

A pure black long knife skipped in front of his eyes, and plunged into the ground in front of him with a bang, the blade penetrated more than three inches into the ground.

After hesitating for a while, under the gaze of Lu Qi beside him, Chen Ming stepped forward bravely, raised the black long knife, and then stepped forward, facing a thick wooden stake. Severely cut.

With a bang, a faint white mark was left on the stake in front of him, other than that, there seemed to be no trace at all.

"The force is too light, continue!"

Aside, Lu Qi's words continued to sound.

Chen Ming raised the knife, bit the bullet and continued to cut forward.

"It's too light, try harder!"

"Position is wrong! Do it again!"

"It's too slow, how long will you practice if you cut like this?"

A series of scolding sounds slowly sounded.

When he arrived on the training ground, Lu Qi seemed to be a different person, his face was serious and serious, and he couldn't see his previous kind appearance at all, and his whole person looked extremely serious and serious.

Hearing the yelling, Chen Ming didn't dare to speak, so he could only keep raising his arms, and kept rushing forward with his own little strength, chopping down at the wooden stake in front of him.

boom!
A soft sound spread from the spot, and Chen Ming felt his tiger's mouth go numb, and the long knife in his hand almost dropped.

Severe pain came from the palm of his hand, causing Chen Ming to turn around and look at his arm.

In the palm of his hand, his right hand holding the knife has been worn out, and there are bloodshot spots on it, with fresh flesh and blood. .

Beside him, watching this scene quietly, Lu Qi nodded, this time he did not reprimand, but just said: "Let's practice here today, you go back and rest early, and come back tomorrow."

"Yes."

Chen Ming opened his mouth, looked at Lu Qi in front of him, dragged his tired body, and nodded hard.

Just at this moment, a sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, accompanied by a tall and thin figure walking quickly.

"See you, what's wrong?"

Lu Qi turned around, looked at the tall and thin figure and asked.

"Elder Lu."

The tall and thin figure looked young, probably only in his 20s. He was wearing a coarse cloth shirt at the moment, looked at Lu Qi and said with a little panting: "Someone is looking for you outside, saying that someone else has an accident down the mountain!"

"Did something happen again?"

Lu Qi was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Ming who was beside him: "Go back and rest first, and come here to continue practicing tomorrow."

After saying this, he followed the young man in front of him and left directly. When he left, he walked in a hurry and looked very anxious.

Behind him, he stood silently on the spot, quietly watching Lu Qi's figure disappear from sight, but Chen Ming did not leave.

"Only swung fifty times."

Feeling the powerlessness and weakness all over his body, after a long time, he gritted his teeth, continued to pick up the black long knife on the ground, and rushed forward.

boom!boom!
A clear muffled sound continued to be heard on the spot. On the spacious training ground, a small figure kept slashing forward with a knife.

Bursts of bang bang sound continued to spread from the original place, and under the swing of the long knife, there were many white marks on the wooden stake in front of him, leaving new marks.

Feeling this, Chen Ming gritted his teeth and kept slashing forward with his knife.

boom! !

A dull sound sounded on the spot, accompanied by a crisp landing sound.

In the same place, Chen Ming stared blankly at the long knife that came out of his hand, fell silent for a while, and sighed in his heart.

In the same place, Chen Ming stared blankly at the long knife that came out of his hand, fell silent for a while, and sighed in his heart.

"Sure enough, I'm still too weak."

This thought flashed through his mind, then subconsciously raised his right hand and looked carefully.

Looking at his right hand that had already begun to bleed, feeling the exhaustion and pain from all over his body, he smiled wryly, did not continue to swing the knife, but walked forward silently, picked up the black knife, and then left.

(End of this chapter)