After I crossed, I was spoiled by my relatives and friends

"What nonsense!"

Bai Qi jumped off the peach tree, slapped Lin Feng'er on the back of the head, and denied it with a straight face: "I just want to see him more, I just want to see him more!"

Lin Feng'er hugged her head, jumped back a few meters, and quickly changed her words: "Oh, I know, I know! It's like when you see your favorite flowers and plants, you will transplant them to your residence, and then stare at the upper half of them. What time is it?"

"It's almost the same, but there are some differences." Bai Qi leaned on the tree trunk, raised her head and took a sip of wine, her eyes far away, "I get tired of ordinary flowers and plants after half an hour, but he, I want to keep looking at them."

Linfeng'er wrinkled her nose: "Are you such a long-term lover?"

"If it's him, I should be." Bai Qi sighed softly, "Linfenger, get me a pen and paper."

"What?" Lin Feng'er asked strangely.

"I want to draw a portrait of Su Yi." Bai Qi shook the flagon, her smile faded, "I want to see him."

In the room, Su Yi didn't know that someone in the guest house was thinking about him, but he just followed the schedule and practiced routinely before going to bed, accumulating the original sword energy in the Lingtai, and then introducing the sword energy into the newly obtained long sword, Let the two "polish" each other, get familiar with each other, and increase proficiency.

An hour later, after finishing his training, he opened his eyes and stared at the long sword lying flat in front of his knees, touched it with his fingertips, and felt its joyful and comfortable consciousness.

"Father said that swordsmen who practice Fengyue Nine Swords will only have one real saber in their life, and they will be mutually dependent. From now on, we will be friends." Su Yi raised the corner of his mouth, "From now on, you will be called Qingping. As the saying goes, the wind rises from the end of Qingping, and the waves form between the waves, you and I will practice together in the future and make progress together."

Qingping's sword rang out, the sound was clear and clear, and it continued for a long time.

The next morning, Su Yi got up early, washed up by the pool in the yard, and immediately began to practice facing the first ray of morning light in the sky.

His state of mind is clear and his will is firm, so there is no hindrance in the practice of observing the state of mind. As long as he honed in a few more days, he will be able to cultivate to the great perfection of observing the state of mind and launch an offensive to the next great realm.

But before that, he has to hurry up to improve the progress of Fengyue Nine Swords.

Su Yi silently added a KPI to herself.

When Su Pingyi and Su Zhong stepped out of the room, it was already an hour later.

At that time, Su Yi had just finished basic training and was about to practice the nine-stroke sword style of Fengyue Nine Swords.He has already memorized the movements, but the connection between the sword poses is a bit blunt, and he is not proficient in using them, which probably has something to do with his lack of actual combat experience.

He was worrying about how to improve this shortcoming, when he saw Su Bingyi who said yesterday that he would teach him, his eyes lit up and he hurried forward.

Seeing this, Su Zhong immediately smiled and said: "Then father will teach the younger brother how to practice swordsmanship. The boy will order someone to bring breakfast later, so I will go to deal with business first."

"Go." Su Pingyi nodded.

Hearing this, Su Yi obediently waved to him and said, "Goodbye, brother."

Rubbing his younger brother's hair, Su Zhong left with a happy mood.

After the eldest son left, there was a moment of silence in the courtyard, Su Pingyi immediately sat down at the stone table by the pool, and said in a deep voice, "Yi'er, practice the nine-stroke sword style for my father to see."

"it is good."

Su Yi swallowed nervously, took a deep breath to calm her mind, and then raised Qingping sword.

Suddenly there was a wind blowing, blowing the belt of Su Yi's hair.Following the wind, he swung his sword out and drew the original sword energy into the Qingping sword. Then he turned and moved with the sword, dexterously changing, and the changes of moves were like flowing water, and he practiced the whole set of sword moves coherently.

Su Yiyuan has a foundation in swordsmanship, but this foundation is not worth mentioning compared to the difficulty of Fengyue Nine Swords. It took him a lot of effort to memorize all the moves.

I hope God will reward those who work hard.

The last sword pierced the air with a crackling sound, and Su Yi took the opportunity to withdraw the sword and stood back on the spot, anxiously waiting for Su Bingyi to point out.

Su Pingyi's indifferent expression showed neither happiness nor anger, nor did he criticize or praise him. He just pointed out five key problems for him from the overall perspective, and then said: "Practice again, try to correct these five mistakes this time. .”

His tone was not harsh, but it made Su Yi subconsciously straighten his back, concentrate, and immediately unleashed his sword after responding.

After the second practice, Su Yi was a little out of breath and sweated a little on his forehead.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the second time was more tiring than the first time. It was obviously just a few fine-tuning of movements, but it took twice or more energy than before, which made him doubt his previous practice. Is it really not enough.

Su Pingyi still did not comment, and pointed out five mistakes, one of which was mentioned last time, and he missed it.

Su Yi wiped off his sweat, and probably understood his teaching method and his own benefits, and there was no nonsense, and the sword turned and stabbed straight ahead.

For the third time, five questions were pointed out, one of which was the same as that raised in the second time, and the mistakes made in the first time were not repeated.

The fourth time, five questions, one of which is the same as the third time, the mistakes made in the first and second times will not be repeated.

Fifth pass, five brand new questions.

Sixth time, five brand new questions.

Seventh time, two questions.

The eighth time, a question.

Ninth time...

Tenth time...

Under Su Pingyi's precise guidance, Su Yi swept away the ease and ease of self-practice.He is getting more and more tired, tired over and over again, but his mastery of the sword style has risen in a straight line, and even the stagnant bottleneck of transfer moves that he didn't know how to break through before has naturally stepped over, no need for additional practice, let alone anything give pointers.

After the tenth round of practice, Su Yi was sweating profusely, out of breath, and his arms trembled slightly with soreness, but his spirit was extremely refreshed, and he even wanted to do it ten more times.

In fact, many times people don't work hard not because of laziness, but because they work hard but can't see the results.If he could have instant feedback on his previous studies like today, maybe Tsinghua University and Peking University would not be so far away for him.

"That's right." Su Pingyi finally smiled, "You have mastered these nine sword moves, and if you want to improve them, you have to learn them slowly in actual combat."

That is to say, he has reached the full level of proficiency that can be accumulated through simple practice, so there is no need to be demanding.

Su Yi let out a long breath of relief when he heard the words. As soon as he relaxed, his exhausted body unconsciously fell to the ground.

He was about to sit down and rest for a while, but when Su Bingyi waved, he flew to his side and sat on the chair very close to him.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Su Pingyi pinched his sleeves to wipe the sweat off Su Yi's forehead, and then pointed to Ningli, tapped several acupuncture points on his arms, knees, shoulders, etc., warm spiritual power poured into his body, flowing through the acupuncture points of the meridians, Relieve fatigue.

Su Yi took a breath slowly, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Dad."

The corners of Su Pingyi's lips curved slightly: "Well, you don't have to thank me, this is what my father should do."

While the father and son were talking, a disciple outside the courtyard brought breakfast.There are rice cooked with Lingmi, refreshing and delicious side dishes, and several plates of delicious dishes.

The food is full of spiritual power and attractive aroma.Su Yi had just practiced swords and was hungry. As soon as he smelled their fragrance, his stomach couldn't help but growl a few times.

"Okay, let's eat first." Su Pingyi put the rice and chopsticks into his hands, with a smile in his eyes, "Father will teach you how to use Fengyue Nine Swords in battle after eating."

"Yeah!" Su Yi nodded vigorously, couldn't wait to take a bite of the rice, then took the food with the chopsticks, and put the food with the first chopsticks into Su Pingyi's bowl, "Father eats too!"

Su Pingyi agreed happily.

He likes to point and smash swords!

He wants to teach and practice swords all his life!

……

The Yunxia Academy lives in the misty place, the boundless sea of ​​clouds is like a ladder and stone stacks connecting several gates of the Academy, and the cloud road leads directly to the Taishang Mansion.

At this moment, there was a sound of a book falling to the ground in the Sutra Pavilion of the academy.A middle-aged man dropped the scriptures in his hand heavily, blowing his beard and staring in anger.

There is a wide and large window on the east side of the Sutra Pavilion. There is a person leaning on the window, drowsy, and then awakened by this unexpected sound.

Lu Mingyue lazily raised her long eyelashes, yawned and asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong with Lecturer Bai? But which student didn't perform as you expected and made you angry again?"

Bai Lengmei snorted deeply, raised his eyes and saw his handsome side face against the light, and snorted again.

"My Bai family has taught in Yunxia Academy for generations. I have worked hard without merit. It is not too much to fight for a default admission place for the children of the family?"

"Not too much, not too much." Lu Mingyue lazily responded, "Anyway, it's other children's quota, so of course you don't have to think it's too much."

Feeling that he was acting strangely, Bai Leng said angrily: "This is something the Palace Master agreed to! What's more, my son is very talented and talented! Even if there is no such quota, it will be a matter of time before he is admitted to the school! I just don't want him to waste time, Why not fight for him a chance that he would have had!"

"What are you excited about?"

Lu Mingyue turned around in surprise and bewilderment: "I didn't say it's wrong."

"you……"

Bai Lengmei almost didn't come up in one breath, and pointed at him angrily, which made him even more puzzled.

No inner ghost, he really didn't know which sentence he said was wrong.

Fearing that he might be angry, although Lu Mingyue was puzzled, she suppressed the drowsiness and said seriously: "Hasn't the quota already been issued? Why did Lecturer Bai bring up this matter again? Could there be any changes?"

"Humph!"

Bai Leng shook his sleeves angrily: "Then Su Pingyi from the Su family woke up and said that he wanted to go back to Yunxia Academy to teach. His youngest son has also been found, and he will participate in the [-]th...no, the [-]th..." The next test!"

Lu Mingyue tilted her head in confusion: "Aren't these two good things?"

"What a fart!" Bai Leng frowned angrily, "The Palace Master just asked me if I should reserve a place for the Su family's Huangkou child, which meant that I should give up my son's place! His Su Pingyi's The youngest son has just started to practice, so how can he pass the test! It’s not good for him to prepare for the event ten years later, and he insists on occupying the quota for this year, but Su Bingyi used to be the leader of the human race, so he is so unreasonable!"

Lu Mingyue heard the smell, twitched the corners of her mouth, and turned her head away.

"Didn't you say that your son is very talented and talented, why not let him take the test by himself?"

"This is two different things! My son's place must not be given to anyone!"

Bai Lengmei jumped into a rage, and turned around twice like a headless chicken, shaking his lips and said: "No, I'll just go and refuse the Palace Master, and let my son prepare in advance. He Su Pingyi decided to Our Bai family can't show weakness if we prepare a lot of magic tools for his youngest son! We must bring out the best things for our son to use!"

"Just do it...just do it!"

After all, he hurried out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lu Mingyue "tsk": "It's strange that you can't teach good disciples, so selfish and short-sighted, I really don't know how many years the Palace Master can bear you."

"Mr. Su... He is such an upright person, he will not take this so-called default quota." He crossed his legs, closed his eyes and said unhurriedly, "Except for you and your lazy and ignorant son, People from other aristocratic families participating in the assessment of Yunxia Academy are also not needed."