In the early morning, the sky was smoky, and the sky above Xiushui City in Daning State seemed to be covered with a layer of blue mist. A waning moon was embedded in the sky, exuding a faint silver glow.

Just as dawn was about to break, Chu Xisheng followed an escort team consisting of twelve carriages to the door of Sitong Escort Bureau.

At this moment, many escorts and escorts in the escort team were relieved and completely relaxed. A group of people talked and laughed loudly, and the atmosphere was joyful.

Chu Xisheng also smiled and agreed with his companions, but declined the invitation to go to Baihua Tower to drink flower wine together.

No one took it seriously, and an older escort smiled even more and patted him on the shoulder, jokingly saying: "Isn't Xiao Chu shy? This is not okay. I have promised the girls in Baihualou that I will take you there this time.

, they are all waiting to eat your little brother Chu’s head soup, such a handsome little brother, I wonder who will get an advantage today?”

Chu Xisheng was suddenly startled, and he clasped his fists apologetically: "I really don't have time. Today is the inner martial arts test of Zhengyang Martial Arts School, and I really can't get away from it. Next time I have time, I can have fun with my brothers."

When the bodyguards heard the words "Zhengyang Martial Arts School", they all showed expressions of surprise.

The older bodyguard even slapped his forehead: "Yes, martial arts test! Xiao Chu, you are an outer disciple of Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, how could I forget this? Then go quickly, don't miss the time, this is you

’s big day.”

They immediately handed over the escort goods and settled the salary. To Chu Xisheng's delight, the magic silver handed to him by the deputy escort chief was sixty-two cents.

Chu Xisheng put the money in his arms, took out his luggage, a paper umbrella, and a spare sword from the carriage, and hurried towards the south of the city.

At this time, the rising sun has dispelled the darkness and turned the clouds on the horizon into a gorgeous morning glow.

Wisps of warm morning light fell from the sky, giving the entire Xiushui City a golden glow.

However, Chu Xisheng felt a little uncomfortable. Her skin felt faintly tingling under the sunlight, mixed with bursts of burning sensation.

This burning pain was far greater than before, making Chu Xisheng frown slightly and began to worry about his physical condition.

He focused his attention and looked forward. To be precise, he looked at an illusory screen in his field of vision.

The screen is located in the upper right corner of Chu Xisheng's field of vision and can be zoomed in or out according to his thoughts.

Character: Chu Xisheng

Fame: none

Martial Arts: Chasing the Wind Sword Technique (Level 1)

Yuan Gong: Yang Yuan Gong (first level)

Martial Arts Points: None

Talent: Quick hand

Status: Six Yin Resurrection Curse

Lifespan:17 days

In the lower right corner of this line of text, there is also a gray icon with the words "Martial Arts Treasure House".

Three months ago, when Chu Xisheng first traveled to this world, this illusory screen was in his field of vision. He initially thought that this was also a system, and he was looking forward to it very much.

Chu Xisheng has read many online articles and knows that anyone who travels through time in a systematic way must be extraordinary.

Becoming an immortal or ascending to the throne of emperor is just as easy as killing gods and Buddhas is child's play.

With System Dad, you are on the road to success.

However, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Chu Xisheng studied for a long time, but couldn't figure out the reason.

In the past three months, he had made various attempts, cultivating diligently, cultivating energy, wielding a sword, and even fighting monsters and upgrading, but there was no obvious movement on the system panel.

Only in the martial arts column, the words "Yangyuan Gong (first level)" and "Zhuifeng Sword Technique" (first level) appear, but these are all the results of his own efforts.

The character panel on the screen seems to be just a character panel.

This thing has only one function, allowing him to accurately judge his own status and lifespan.

Chu Xisheng only looked at it for a moment, and then he felt the burning pain inside and outside his body became more obvious, as if his whole body was burning from the inside out.

He glanced at the 'Six Yin Resurrection Curse' with a wry smile, then held up the paper umbrella he carried with him and continued walking quickly to Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall.

Zhengyang Martial Arts School and Sitong Escort Agency are only separated by three streets.

It covers an area of ​​3,000 acres and occupies five streets. A two-foot-high bluestone wall stands outside, stretching for several miles. It looks like a small city. The south gate is seven rooms wide, with red lacquer all over the body and copper inlaid door beams.

The four strong and upright characters "Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall" are engraved on the top.

There are also two stone lions squatting on both sides of the door, which are impressive.

When Chu Xisheng arrived, the place was already crowded.

People from all directions are constantly gathering and pouring into the martial arts gym. Inside the gate is a bluestone school field equivalent to six football fields, with more than a dozen wooden sheds and more than 30 wooden platforms temporarily built inside.

The wooden platform was crowded with people, not only countless young people participating in the inner martial arts test, but also many people watching the excitement.

Chu Xisheng stepped through the door and was looking around when someone slapped her heavily on the shoulder.

"Xiao Chu, are you back?" The female voice was clear and hearty, but her enunciation was a bit unclear.

When Chu Xisheng heard this familiar voice, he raised his eyebrows slightly and turned around.

The person who tapped him on the shoulder was Ye Zhiqiu, the head coach of the martial arts school in the East Campus. She was wearing a purple outfit, taller than an ordinary woman, with phoenix eyebrows like the moon, and a beautiful face. It should be due to her martial arts practice, her skin was a healthy wheat color.

She lazily carried a heavy sword on her back, her bright eyes looked a little worried, and she gnawed on the meat buns while talking: "Your escort team could return to Xiushui yesterday, why is it delayed until now?"

Chu Xisheng was about to explain, but saw Ye Zhiqiu walking towards the corner next to him.

He understood and followed him tacitly, arriving at a deserted alley.

Ye Zhiqiu leaned against the wall casually and hooked his hand at Chu Xisheng: "Did you bring it with you?"

Chu Xisheng hurriedly took out a money bag from under his sleeve and handed it over. He felt a little guilty, but his face was calm: "Teacher, a mere gift is not respectful. I hope the coach will accept it with a smile."

Ye Zhiqiu was noncommittal. She took the purse and weighed it. She frowned and even the buns in her mouth no longer tasted good: "Why do you only have so much?"

There are only about eighty taels of magic silver in the bag.

She felt a slight headache and said: "You are making it difficult for me. You haven't learned all the skills of the Wind Chaser yet, so you can only take the route of being selected without taking the test. But even if you are selected without taking the test, there are requirements. Your sword skills talent

It's not bad, but my physical foundation is too weak. Not to mention that there are only fifty exemption places, and so many people inside and outside Xiushui are watching."

Chu Xisheng looked embarrassed, knowing that he was wronged.

Eighty taels of magic silver were originally enough to run the martial arts gym, but a month ago, Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall was upgraded to a government-run martial arts gym in Xiushui County. All true disciples from the back sect who started training can directly obtain the eighth-level army in the Daning Army.

job.

Zhengyang Martial Arts School is originally a branch of the Wuxiang Shen Sect, one of the six major immortal sects. The quota of inner disciples was already in short supply, but now that they are covered with official status, the price of the exemption quota has also increased.

But now that he is short of money, Chu Xisheng can only say shamelessly: "It's a little short. Next month I will make a few more escort trips to ask the instructor to go to Zuilongju for drinking with all the instructors. Now I still ask the instructor to see that the disciples are committed to it."

For the sake of learning, please be open-minded!"

"Drunken Dragon Residence?"

When Ye Zhiqiu heard these three words, he seemed to smell the strong aroma of wine from Zuilongju.

She smacked her lips, feeling that the buns in her mouth were even tasteless.

Seeing the hesitation on Ye Zhiqiu's face, Chu Xisheng relaxed a little and knew something was going on.

This Coach Ye is famous for being tough-faced and soft-hearted, so he will have to suffer miserably next.

"Teacher, you also know the situation of my family. I am not in good health. I am helpless in Xiushui City. I have a younger sister to support at home. I can only raise so much for the time being. Please ask the teacher to help me! This disciple will definitely make a difference in the future.

Give the coach a face!"

When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he gritted his teeth and muttered: "Here we go again."

She threw the leftover meat buns to a dog next to her and looked at Chu Xisheng up and down.

The young man is about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a coarse cloth shirt that has been washed white. He has a tall figure and clear and handsome facial features. The most unforgettable thing is his narrow red eyes. Even when he is not smiling, his eyes are bright.

Contains a bit of smile.

Only the skin was somehow so white that it was almost transparent, without any trace of blood.

But this sickly and frail state makes people feel even more pitiful.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but have a look of reminiscence in her eyes. Chu Xisheng's face couldn't be looked at. One look at it reminded her of her young brother who died young.

She then thought that although this guy had not learned all the sword skills, he did have some talent in the art of swordsmanship. The brother and sister at home were in poor health and struggled to make a living in Xiushui City. Chu Xisheng must have used the money to spend the money today.

They all took it out.

Ye Zhiqiu then calmed down his emotions and turned around to walk north of the school grounds.

"That's all. Seeing that you usually come to work and understand the rules, I will help you this time. I will help you with the money first and pay it back to me in a month. Zuilongju can't miss it -"

Chu Xisheng smiled and followed her hurriedly.

Along the way, many people and martial arts disciples saluted Ye Zhiqiu and said hello. They all looked solemn and held the salute very respectfully.

Chu Xisheng was not surprised. Ye Zhiqiu was born in the Northern Army of Da Ning'an. He retired due to injury a year ago and worked in a martial arts school.

She has been teaching in the martial arts school for more than a year, and has gained a reputation for being fair and kind-hearted.

In addition, the Anbei Army guards the northern border of Daning with strict military discipline and great reputation. Xiushui City has always been under the protection of the Anbei Army. The people in the city feel the kindness of the Anbei Army and naturally respect Ye Zhiqiu for his numerous military exploits.
To be continued...