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The brother and sister came back with earthen pots and cooked porridge. Pei Qianqiao taught Pei Yun how to write by the fire.

This scene just hit Qing Chen's heart. His master taught him this way back then. Thinking of seeing his sword pressed against his master after he was poisoned, he secretly cursed himself for his lack of filial piety.

I plan to burn paper and a thousand swords for my master when I recover.

There was a simple stone table in the cave. Three people ate at one table and introduced their names. Qingchen saw that Pei Qianqiao was still calm and calm after knowing his identity, and she looked up to him in her heart.

Waiting in the cave every day for the brothers and sisters to go out to find martial arts secrets and then come back to feed them, Qingchen felt that it would be good to follow these two brothers and sisters.

"Qian Qiao, I see you already have a master, why are you still here looking for martial arts secrets?" Qing Chen asked after dinner that day.

"Senior, I have several sets of martial arts secret books at home, but I want to find the best secret book in the world for my sister. I heard Master Xu Huan said that Beimeng Mountain contains the best martial arts secret book in the world, "Beiming Shen Gong", so I brought it with me Yunyun comes looking for her."

Qingchen already liked Pei Qianqiao, and now that he saw how friendly he was to his sister, she liked him even more. He took out two tattered books from under the legs of the stone table: "Here, I would like to thank you two little guys for saving my life." "Bei Ming Shen Gong" is for your sister, and "Four Symbols Gong" is for you."

Pei Qianqiao held these two books with many questions in her mind.

When he opened it, he saw that it was indeed an extremely exquisite martial art. Qingchen even said with a smile: "Although that bald lady in Xuanyuan has a good vision, Beiming is indeed the best martial arts mental method. However, you can't practice it anymore. Beiming needs to learn from nothing." To start practicing, you can practice the Four Symbols Gong, which can turn all the internal energy into your own use."

Hearing this, Pei Yun asked in confusion: "The Dafa of absorbing energy?"

Qingchen waved his hand: "The Four Symbols Technique is not comparable to inferior products like the Suction Technique. You will know it after you practice it."

Pei Yun nodded obediently. Seeing that Qing Chen was so easy to talk to, she wondered if his martial arts skills were really the best in the world. If he was the best in the world, he would go back to work as a bodyguard for his brother and himself.

With this idea in mind, Pei Yun found an opportunity to ask Qing Chen to teach Pei Qianqiao martial arts.

When he didn't take action, Qingchen was like an idle street kid, but when he took action, he was like a sword.

Not only is his swordsmanship superb, but he is also extremely spiritual, as if the Wuchen Sword is his arm.

He is very good at observing his opponent's weaknesses and finding the right moment to hit with one hit. Sometimes his sword skills are like moving clouds and flowing water, and sometimes they are like thunder.

Even if the sword moves show murderous intent, they also inadvertently reveal a kind of calmness and elegance, making people feel a strong self-confidence and indomitable sword power.

Pei Qianqiao was impressed by his swordsmanship. He fought and lost repeatedly, fighting and learning eagerly.

Pei Yun watched with great interest. Although his brother was beaten very painfully, he would ask his brother to take revenge when the two of them became stronger and Qingchen got older.

The key is that Qingchen not only has outstanding swordsmanship, but also has extremely high wisdom and strategy. He is able to accurately judge the situation in battle and formulate the most appropriate strategy. He is good at taking advantage of the environment and setting up subtle traps that are difficult to detect.

After all, even Pei Yun could see that Pei Qianqiao was no match for Qing Chen, but Qing Chen still treated it cautiously, setting up traps, striving to hit the target with one hit, minimizing movements and effort.

Qingchen pursues saving effort at all times, and Pei Yun understands why he always leans lazily on the rocks. Two words: effortless.

Pei Qianqiao has excellent bones and understanding. He has made rapid progress in his battles with Qingchen.

Pei Yun has also cultivated his internal strength. He originally wanted to learn from Pei Qianqiao to use a long sword, but Qing Chen made a wooden sword, so he had to learn the sword with Qing Chen first.

"Yunyun, you little girl, stop pouting. Do you know how many people in the world beg me to teach them swordsmanship? You little bean, you are so dissatisfied!"

Pei Yun curled her lips: "But they are not me!"

Qingchen was so angry that he hummed, but he still tried his best to teach her. Since getting along with these two brothers and sisters, Qingchen feels really good and doesn't want to be a savage in the mountains. After all, if he is poisoned again, he may not be so lucky to meet the Pei brothers and sisters.

"When are we leaving? Yunyun." Ever since Qingchen decided to go out with the two brothers and sisters, he wanted to go out every day.

"I don't know, just listen to my brother." Pei Yun couldn't understand. Didn't Qingchen live in seclusion in the mountains? Why can't I wait to go out and play?

Pei Qianqiao was practicing swordplay beside him. The "Four Elephants Kung Fu" was indeed a rare internal skill. He felt that he had made great progress: "Senior, my martial arts is about to advance. When I do, we will leave."

"Okay, hurry up." After saying this, Qingchen did not forget to confirm: "Qian Qiao, do you really have a lot of money?"

Pei Qianqiao nodded helplessly: "Really, senior, you can eat whatever you want when you go out, and you will be in charge of the food."

In fact, Pei Qianqiao originally wanted to say all-inclusive, but when he saw the look in Pei Yun's eyes, he silently changed his mind and just focused on the food.

"Senior, don't you have any money?" Pei Yun asked.

"My master is poor and has no money left for me."

"Then why don't you make money?"

"I'm lazy. Besides, as long as I master the sword, I can take care of the job." As soon as Qing Chen said these words, Pei Yun felt like something was broken.

Is this young man next to me with a piece of dead grass in his mouth really the unparalleled light dust hero in the world?

Seeing the look in Pei Yun's eyes, Qingchen reached out and flicked her forehead lightly.

Pei Qianqiao thought of what people in the martial arts community said about Qing Chen, and suspected that he had gained a reputation for integrity because he was lazy, too lazy to get involved, and too lazy to compete.

On the shore of Crystal Lake, Lin Tie, his wife, and Lin Xiaodi got off the boat. The family followed Chi Ri, watching Chi Ri, who had no trace of sadness just now, carrying Chi Zixiao's body on his back, mournfully heading towards Taiyi. The palace sent a message. The whole family felt a chill in their backs. Only Lin Jingyao looked at the vast crystal lake with ambition in her eyes.