By the lake, Li Ziye looked at this amazing sword. Even though it was not the first time he saw it, he was still very shocked.

"The essence of a sword is speed, accuracy, and concentration, while the essence of a sword attack is nothing more than a swing, a cut, or a stab."

Qin Grace explained calmly, "From today on, you only need to practice three moves, swing, cut, and stab, a thousand times a day, no less than once, until you draw the sword, without any unnecessary movements, without any errors, completely

It becomes the body’s instinct.”

"yes!"

Li Ziye clasped his fists, saluted respectfully, and responded.

Seeing the young man in front of her making such a formal salute for the first time, Qin Grace's expression softened slightly and said, "If you can practice to the state I mentioned, even if you still can't open the meridians in the end, in this great Shang Dynasty, except for

Among the few martial arts masters, no one can ignore your sword."

Not far away, Zhang Sloppy was drinking quietly without saying a word.

Qin Wanna's words are indeed true, but there are only a handful of people in the world who can practice swords to such an extent.

Although this pie is not too small, it at least gives this kid some hope.

By the lake, Li Ziye heard Qin Wanna's words and his confidence increased a lot.

"This sword is called Qingshuang. I can lend it to you for a while."

Qin Grace handed the ancient sword in her hand to the young man in front of her and said seriously, "However, every sword cultivator will have his own sword, so you must find a sword as soon as possible, a sword that truly belongs to you."

Li Ziye took the Qingshuang Ancient Sword, nodded slightly, and said, "Thank you, Fairy."

Qin Graceful nodded, turned and walked away without saying another word.

Li Ziye stood by the lake and started practicing each move.

"You actually lent him your sword. It seems that he is still different in your heart. I didn't expect you to recognize him so quickly." Not far away, Zhang Sloppy took a sip of wine and said.

"The moment he walked out of the pharmacy, he became qualified to learn swordsmanship from me." Qin Grace said calmly.

"Do you really think he can embark on the path of martial arts?" Zhang said seriously.

"have no idea."

Qin Weanna said calmly, "However, judging from his performance today, he will not give up unless he is really dead."

"A good dandy should not practice martial arts and ask for trouble." Zhang Sloppy mocked lightly and said nothing more.

Qin Wanna didn't say anything. She looked at the young man in front of her. Everyone had their own persistence. Maybe he also had something he wanted to protect, so he was so desperate.

Heading westward, on the shore of the lake, Li Ziye was still practicing sweating profusely. His clothes and hair were soaked and stuck to his body.

The meridians in both arms still have not fully recovered, and every time he swings the sword, there is pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Vaguely, blood came out and dyed the sleeves red.

"Little brother."

From a distance, Li Youwei looked at this scene and couldn't bear it, but she understood her younger brother's character and did not step forward to stop him.

It wasn't until sunset that he finished practicing a thousand times before Li Ziye returned to his room in a daze and fell on the bed, even his consciousness had become blurred.

As the sun set and darkness came, by the lake, Zhang's dirty eyes suddenly froze as he was about to go back to his room to rest, and he looked towards the end of the night.

Master!

In the darkness, a young man wearing a silver-grey robe walked towards him. His expression was stern and unsmiling, and his cold breath made people shudder.

"Second Young Master!"

When the servants in the mansion saw the person coming, they were startled for a moment and then hurriedly saluted.

Li Qingzhi ignored it and walked directly towards the study.

By the lake, Zhang's dirty eyes narrowed slightly.

Is this the legendary second young master of the Li family? He is so accomplished at such a young age.

study.

Li Qingzhi walked in and saluted respectfully, "Father, eldest sister."

"Celebrate it."

When Li Baiwan and Li Youwei saw the visitor, their expressions became gentle.

"I wonder why my adoptive father called Qingzhi back?"

Li Qingzhi said calmly.

"Let your eldest sister tell you."

Li Baiwan looked at Li Youwei on the side and said, "Youwei."

"Um!"

Li Youwei nodded, looked at the young man in front of her, and said, "Qingzhi, you already know that the third prince came to Yuzhou City. Do you know what else he is doing during this trip besides worshiping Qin Grace as his disciple?"

"I don't know." Li Qingzhi shook his head.

"Inquiring into the truth about my Li family, and also trying to interfere in my Li family's business in the name of the royal family."

Li Youwei said sternly, "The eldest grandson family in the capital, the merchant alliance, and the Yin family bank. These are the choices given to us by the third prince. We have to choose."

Li Qingzhi was silent, and after a moment, he said, "What do you want me to do, elder sister?"

"In a few days, I will go to the capital to discuss business cooperation with these three families. I want you to secretly send people to destroy the relationship between these three families at that time. Can you do it?" Li Youwei said calmly.

Li Qingzhi thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."

"Qingzhi, you can only send someone to do this, you are not allowed to do it yourself." Li Wanwan reminded him from the side.

"Yes, foster father." Li Qingzhi responded respectfully.

"Go ahead."

Li Baiwan waved his hand and said.

"Qingzhi excuses himself."

Li Qingzhi saluted, then turned and left.

Li Wanwan stood up and walked to the study. He looked at the former's back and sighed, "Qingzhi's temper is getting colder and colder. If something happens to me in the future, only Youwei can restrain him."

"Father."

Li Youwei opened her mouth and said, "Although Qingzhi has resentment in his heart, he still cares about the Li family after all. Moreover, Qingzhi is not completely devoid of feelings for his younger brother."

"Maybe."

Li Baiwan smiled bitterly. He didn't dare to tell others. Qingzhi would definitely not look good on Ziye's words.

Early the next morning, Li Zi practiced swordplay by the lake at night.

At this time, on the other side of the lake, Li Qingzhi, dressed in a silver-gray robe, walked over.

Seeing the person coming, Li Ziye was about to speak when his eyes blurred and he subconsciously raised his sword to resist.

Ten feet away, in the blink of an eye, Li Qingzhi had rushed over, pointing his right hands together, breaking the former's sword-holding hand.

Hearing a thud, Li Ziye felt numbness in his right hand, and the ancient sword in his hand was released.

"You can't even hold your own sword, you're a loser!"
Chapter completed!