An hour later, the sun slowly rose from the east, and bursts of purple smoke appeared above the waterfall. This scene reminded people of the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall": the sun shines on the incense burner and the purple smoke rises, and the waterfall is seen from a distance

Hanging up the Qianchuan River, the current flows down three thousand feet, which is like the Milky Way falling from the sky.

Ximen Changfeng glanced at the sky and said to Nangong Cheng and Ximen Zhuifeng: "Okay, come up!"

"Yes." Nangong Cheng and Ximen Zhuifeng responded in unison and stepped ashore one after another.

Ximen Changfeng said to the two of them: "Now do you know why I asked you to go to the cold pool?"

Nangong Cheng nodded and said, "Disciple, I understand. Master is teaching us internal strength."

Ximen Changfeng smiled and nodded, and said to Nangong Cheng: "Nangong Cheng, you are very smart!" Then he looked at the two of them and said: "You remember, swordsmanship must not only be coordinated with Qinggong, but also with internal strength.

The higher the Qing Gong, the stronger the internal force, and the better the swordsmanship will be!"

"Yes, we remember it!" Nangong Cheng and Ximen Zhuifeng said together.

Ximen Changfeng said: "Starting from today, you must spend an hour practicing internal strength in this cold pool, and then slowly approach the waterfall. Finally, you must practice your internal strength to be able to resist the water falling from the waterfall. Even if you succeed,

."

"Yes." Nangong Cheng and Ximen Zhuifeng responded one after another.

Nangong Cheng looked at Hantan and thought: "It turns out that Hantan has this use. Well, I should make good use of it."

Every day after that, Nangong Cheng came to Hantan at about 10:00 every day. When Ximen Changfeng and Ximen Zhuifeng came, Nangongcheng was already sitting in the cold pool practicing internal energy.

Seeing Nangong Cheng working so hard, Ximen Changfeng nodded with great satisfaction.

Time passed by day by day, and seven years passed in the blink of an eye.

This year, Nangong Cheng turned eighteen, and he had grown into an introverted, calm, handsome young man.

At this time, Nangong Cheng was able to sit under the waterfall and practice his internal skills. Because Nangong Cheng's internal skills improved rapidly, his swordsmanship made great progress under the guidance of Ximen Changfeng.

At the end of Yinshi, the waterfall is cold and the pool is cold.

Nangong Cheng was sitting under the waterfall practicing internal skills when Ximen Changfeng came over.

Ximen Changfeng nodded and said to Nangong Cheng: "Nangong Cheng, you are almost the same as I was when I was thirty. I think back then, my internal strength could only resist the waterfall when I was thirty, but you can do it now."

Nangong Cheng smiled.

Ximen Changfeng thought that Nangong Cheng was proud, so he said, "Nangong Cheng, are you satisfied now?"

Nangong Cheng shook his head and said, "I'm not satisfied."

Ximen Changfeng nodded and said: "Okay! Nangong Cheng, remember, the realm of swordsmanship is endless. Only when a swordsman is dissatisfied can he explore the swordsmanship and go further in the way of swordsmanship!"

"Disciple, please remember Master's teachings!" Nangong Cheng said, closing his eyes and continuing to practice internal energy.

At nine o'clock, Ximen Zhuifeng came. Seeing that Ximen Changfeng was already there, he quickly said: "Dad, am I late?"

Ximen Changfeng glanced at Ximen Zhuifeng and said, "Have you cultivated your internal strength to the point where you can resist the waterfall?"

"Dad, I..." Ximen Zhuifeng was speechless for a moment.

Ximen Changfeng shook his head and said to Ximen Zhuifeng: "Your understanding is not as good as Nangong Cheng's, and you are not as diligent as Nangong Cheng. How can you learn swordsmanship?"

Ximen Zhuifeng knelt in front of Ximen Changfeng and said: "Dad, I know I was wrong. From now on, I will also get up every once in a while to practice internal energy like my junior brother."

Ximen Changfeng nodded and said: "You can go down to Hantan to practice your internal skills!"

"Yes." Before Ximen Zhuifeng could scare Hantan, a scene that surprised Ximen Changfeng and Ximen Zhuifeng happened. Nangong Cheng rose from the Hantan and rose between the Hantan and the waterfall. In Nangongcheng

A circle of true energy was formed around Cheng, and the water pouring down from the waterfall fell down around the circle of sword energy.

Ximen Changfeng smiled and nodded, and said to himself: "Nangong Cheng's internal strength at this time has been able to resist the raging waves. It seems that he has no sword in his hands but a sword in his heart.

The realm is not far away."

Ximen Zhuifeng looked at Nangong Cheng with great jealousy and silently walked out of the cold pool.

Three more years passed. In this year, a major event happened in the world, that is, the old emperor passed away, and the new emperor issued an imperial edict on his accession to the throne: It is with the destiny of heaven. The emperor's edict said: I am enthroned as a great treasure by the order of the late emperor.

The general will be diligent and frugal, govern the country with talents, and restrain all the people with laws. Now we issue a grace edict to pardon previous sins. Prisoners in prison who are not guilty of treason or are punished for treason can be returned to their families. I hope to change the past and lead a new dynasty.

To obey the people, announce it to the world, and the envoys will hear it and admire it!

The county magistrates who received the imperial edict upon the new emperor's accession to the throne released the prisoners in prison one after another.

This year, Nangong Cheng was twenty-one years old. Due to Nangong Cheng's hard work and high understanding, as well as the guidance of famous teachers, his swordsmanship has made greater progress, and the realm of swordsmanship has reached the realm of Ximen Changfeng -

- There is no sword in his hand, but there is a sword in his heart. And the weapon in his hand has changed from a bamboo sword to a maple leaf - a maple leaf as red as blood.

Why would Nangong Cheng use maple leaves as a sword? Because he likes maple leaves. He and Ye Xiuying went to a maple forest last year.

At that time, there were fiery red leaves growing on the maple trees in the maple forest. The large area of ​​fiery red leaves deeply shocked Nangong Cheng. Nangong Cheng pointed to which maple forest with a smile and asked Ye Xiuying: "Master, that large area has red leaves."

What is the tree with red leaves?”

Ye Xiuying said: "That's called Feng."

"Maple." Nangong Cheng used Qinggong to fly over, picked a few leaves from a maple tree, and then flew back. He looked at the fiery red maple leaves in his hands and praised: "What a beautiful name! What beautiful leaves! It

If I ever reach the point where I have no sword in my hand but a sword in my heart, I will definitely use this as my sword!" Nangong Cheng sandwiched a maple leaf between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and stabbed it out with a "ha" sound.

It's like stabbing out your beloved sword.

Later, Nangong Cheng did it. Now he demonstrated his sword skills with a maple leaf, and the sword energy as red as blood flowed freely around him.

I don't know when Ximen Changfeng came. He watched Nangong Cheng finish a sword dance and couldn't help but clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay!"

Nangong Cheng stopped and came to Ximen Changfeng's side with a smile.

Ximen Changfeng said: "Nangong Cheng, you have lived up to my expectations! It took me twenty years to reach the state of having no sword in my hand but a sword in my heart. I didn't expect you to reach it in just ten years.

"

Nangong Cheng smiled and said: "Master's teachings are still good!"

Ximen Changfeng smiled and said: "I only teach you half every time, and you understand the remaining half by yourself. There is nothing wrong with the way you learn the sword. What the master teaches you is only the sword moves, which you understand by yourself."

That's the swordsmanship."

Nangong Cheng clasped his fists and said, "Master's words, I will remember these words in my heart and never dare to forget them!"

Ximen Changfeng nodded and said: "Recently, I see that Zhui Feng's swordsmanship has improved somewhat. Are you teaching him swordsmanship?"

"This..." Nangong Cheng was startled and hesitated. He did not dare to answer this question because Ye Xiuying asked Nangong Cheng to handle this matter. If he told the master, how would the master deal with his wife? Nangong Cheng could not say, so

He was trying to make up a lie to deceive Master.

But Ximen Changfeng seemed to have seen through Nangong Cheng's thoughts. Before Nangong Cheng could speak, he said, "Tell me the truth and don't lie to me!"

"Yes." Nangong Chengdao: "Master has only taught us half of the sword moves over the years, and we have to learn the remaining half by ourselves. At the beginning, my senior brother secretly watched me practice sword fighting. Later, I found out, and I took the initiative to teach you.

He practices swordsmanship."

Nangong Cheng did not tell the truth. The real situation was that Nangong Cheng discovered that Ximen Zhuifeng was secretly watching him practice swordsmanship. Ximen Zhuifeng begged Nangong Cheng to teach him sword moves. Nangong Cheng disagreed at first, but later Ye Xiuying asked Nangong Cheng to do so.

, so Nangong Chengcheng agreed to teach Ximen Zhui Feng.

But how could all this be hidden from Ximen Changfeng? Ximen Changfeng had known the truth for a long time, and this time he just wanted to test Nangong Cheng. Maybe he didn’t expect Nangong Cheng to lie to him, or maybe it was out of concern for Nangong Cheng.

To protect him, he did not expose Nangong Cheng’s lies, but just sighed and said: “You are not allowed to do this again from now on.

Teach him swordsmanship!"

"Why?" Nangong Cheng said.

Ximen Changfeng said: "The prerequisite for learning swordsmanship is to be sincere and sincere. I have no intention of hiding my swordsmanship. As long as he comes to ask me, I will teach him, but he does it by peeking.

He has bad intentions and is no longer able to learn the sword."

After hearing what Ximen Changfeng said, Nangong Cheng felt quite emotional. He knelt in front of Ximen Changfeng and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I lied to you just now."

"Okay, get up!" Ximen Changfeng smiled and helped Nangong Cheng up, patted Nangong Cheng's shoulder and said, "I'm very happy that you can do this!"

Nangong Cheng thought for a while, and finally decided not to tell Ximen Changfeng the truth. Nangong Cheng said: "Master, I'm sorry, I...I can't tell you the truth."

"It doesn't matter, you just told at least half of the truth." Ximen Changfeng said with a smile.

Nangong Cheng also smiled.

Ximen Changfeng said: "I just watched you practice swordsmanship, and it made my hands feel a little itchy. Come on, let's give it a try!"

Nangong Cheng was shocked and said quickly: "Master, it's better not to compete. I am not your opponent."

Ximen Changfeng said angrily: "Nonsense! How can you be the successor of my sword god Ximen Changfeng if you are so unsure? Come on, do it quickly! Attack me with all your strength."

"Yes, Master!" Nangong Cheng put on his posture.

Ximen Changfeng took five steps back and took a stance.

How could Nangong Cheng dare to attack the master with all his strength, thinking: "I'll lose to the master later." Nangong Cheng attacked Ximen Changfeng, and the two of them decided the winner after only five moves.

Ximen Changfeng's bamboo sword was placed at Nangong Cheng's throat.

Nangong Cheng admitted defeat and said, "Master's swordsmanship is still superb!"

Ximen Changfeng angrily hit Nangong Cheng on the head with his bamboo sword and said, "You brat, do you think the master is old?"

"Master, I..." Nangong Cheng was speechless.
To be continued...