[Chapter 2 Master Pingyang]
As the first god of heaven and earth, his martial arts have already reached the pinnacle.
If he is willing to instruct a mortal, no matter how mediocre the opponent’s martial arts are, he can be instructed to become a Gaidai Tianjiao.
It’s a pity that they don’t know what a great opportunity they have missed!
Shaking his head, Xia Qingchen came outside the hall.
Xia Yuan was waiting there. He had heard the conversation in the temple, and learned that Xia Qingchen rejected the temple, and his heart stabbed in the martial arts: “It is useless for my father, and I did not provide you with a good martial arts environment.”
Martial arts need the guidance of famous teachers , need the help of precious medicinal materials.
Xia Yuan did not have any of these.
That’s why Xia Qingchen failed and fainted in the martial arts assessment with his inferior cultivation, which became a joke.
Xia Qingchen looked at the middle-aged man who was full of guilt in front of him, and sighed in his heart, pitying the hearts of parents all over the world.
If he knew that the son he cared about had already died, he would definitely be sad and desperate, right?
“Father, it’s gold that will shine sooner or later, you don’t need to care about momentary gains and losses.” Xia Qingchen inherited this body and was grateful.
He couldn’t repay the dead Xia Qingchen, but he could replace the real Xia Qingchen and send his father a hundred years old.
Xia Yuan touched Xia Qingchen’s head, and said hoarsely, “My son’s ambition is high, but in the martial arts journey, it is impossible to have ambition! If you want to become a strong person, entering the martial arts pavilion is the only way.”
“After three months , Wuge will have a rematch for those who are not selected, if you perform well, you still have a chance to enter.”
Wuge recruited for the first time, it is inevitable that there are some very potential talents, but unexpectedly lost due to various factors.
Therefore, Wuge deliberately held a rematch.
“So, come to Wuchen God King Temple for your father, pray to God King, and hope that you will pass the rematch in March.” Xia Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: “At the same time, I hired a martial arts instructor, Pingyang Swordsman, who personally Instruct you to practice.”
Pingyang Swordsman is a famous martial arts instructor in Yungu City, who used to be enshrined in the martial arts pavilion and has a high status.
Later, he retired from Wu Pavilion and specially instructed the rich and young to cultivate for the wealthy and wealthy.
In his life, he has taught many talented youngsters.
Cousin Xia Qilin is one of them.
In the martial arts assessment three days ago, my cousin took the third place and was successfully admitted to the upper court of martial arts.
The biggest credit is the three-year guidance of the Pingyang Swordsman.
Of course, asking him to pay a staggering price.
In order to help Xia Qingchen realize his dream of martial arts, Xia Yuan can say that he gave everything he had!
“Father!” Xia Qingchen’s heart moved: “I will not disappoint your expectations.”
“Hehe, go home now, he is already waiting in the mansion.”
Return to the Xia mansion.
backyard.
A seventy-year-old man dressed in green clothes and carrying a seven-star purple sword sat quietly.
“Master Pingyang!” Xia Yuan stepped forward quickly, bowed and saluted.
The Pingyang swordsman chuckled: “Palace Master Xia doesn’t need to be polite.”
Xia Yuan smiled and pulled Xia Qingchen over and said, “This is the dog’s son Xia Qingchen, and Master Lao Pingyang is willing to condescend to teach.” The
latter looked at Xia with old eyes . Qingchen nodded and said, “Well, a talent.”
Everyone knew that Xia Qingchen was the laughing stock of the whole city, and had nothing to do with the word “talent”.
His words were just polite.
“Palace Master Xia, I will start directing Young Master Ling now, and I also ask Palace Master Xia to evade temporarily.”
Xia Yuanba couldn’t do this, and quickly signaled the attendants in the backyard to leave: “During the period of Master Pingyang’s teaching, no one is allowed to enter the backyard without authorization.” After
they all left, the backyard was clean and empty.
The smile on the face of the Pingyang Swordsman gradually faded, becoming indifferent and arrogant, looking at Xia Qingchen, he said without concealment: “If it wasn’t for the fact that this old man is short of money recently, I really don’t want to teach you such a rotten wood that can’t support the wall. , if you don’t make progress, you will definitely hurt the reputation of this old man.”
To Xia Yuan, he still needs to be polite.
But for Xia Qingchen, he was outspoken and expressed his true thoughts.
In the future, he will instruct Xia Qingchen to practice, how dare Xia Qingchen say this to his father?
So he had no fear.
Xia Qingchen was not surprised by the humiliation, and said indifferently: “Master Pingyang gives guidance, and students are taught.”
Although, he did not need the guidance of Pingyang Swordsman.
However, the father’s heart cannot be wasted.
Pingyang Swordsman indifferently instructed: “Release your inner strength, I’ll take a look at your basic situation first.”
Xia Qingchen obeyed, clenching his fists, and slammed into the air in front of him.
With two soft pops, a thin layer of white air looming, flashed past both fists.
Seeing this, the Pingyang Swordsman shook his head: “Deadwood! It’s really a piece of rotten wood! The internal strength is thin and unreal, and it can reach the level of Sanming Xiaochen. You are only seventeen years old, and you have only cultivated to this level. It is really rotten wood that cannot be carved!”
His evaluation of Xia Qingchen was really ruthless, and he didn’t care about Xia Qingchen’s feelings at all.
“It’s said that a dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make a hole! Your second uncle, Xia Xun, is a great man, and your son Xia Qilin is also a talent. How to teach?” Pingyang Swordsman shook his head.
Xia Xun is the second uncle of Xia Qingchen, with a strong cultivation base, he established the Northern Xia Mansion at the level of a martial arts family.
Comparatively speaking, his father’s cultivation was weaker by several levels, far inferior to that of his second uncle, who only established the Nanxia Mansion of the landlord family.
“Your father is also an idiot. For a rotten tree like you, no matter how expensive it is, it is impossible to train well, why bother?” Pingyang Swordsman said in disapproval.
Xia Qingchen listened, and her eyes gradually became cold.
You can belittle him any way you want.
However, the only thing that cannot be tolerated, he slandered a father’s sincere care and love for his children.
Originally, the Pingyang swordsman gave good guidance, and he could also cooperate with the scene and pretend to accept the guidance.
But now, not at all.
“Master Pingyang, after talking so much, why don’t you show yourself and open the eyes of the students?” Xia Qingchen said lightly.
The Pingyang swordsman snorted coldly: “The reputation of this old man is enough for you to open your eyes, but you still need to show it?”
But to Xia Qingchen’s calm and disrespectful eyes, he said proudly: “Okay, let you see It’s good to have knowledge, so you don’t have to be unconvinced!”
He flicked his sleeves and stretched out five fingers: “This old man has five specialties in his life, namely boxing, fingering, and eyesight…Which one do you want to see?”
He came out one by one. Five specialties that he is proud of.
Xia Qingchen listened patiently, and said lightly: “You are the best at it.” The
Pingyang swordsman did not understand the meaning of Xia Qingchen’s words, and said with a smile: “What this old man is best at is swordsmanship, this method is too advanced, show it. You don’t know how to understand it either, so let’s change it.”
The skill of swordsmanship is so subtle that it is difficult to understand the profoundness of it if you are not an expert in swordsmanship.
“It’s okay, Master Pingyang just show it.” Xia Qingchen said.
The Pingyang Swordsman said with a sullen face: “You rotten wood, you have to watch the profound method that you don’t know anything about! Well, this old man will show it hard, so that you can open your eyes!”
He pulled out the seven-star purple sword on his back with his backhand.
The five fingers of the right hand hold the hilt, and the index and middle fingers of the left hand point together.
His inner strength surged, making Tsing Yi agitated.
“Look good!” Pingyang Swordsman snorted, his temperament changed suddenly, like a sword.
His toes stepped on, and his figure was as fast as a giant.
A seven-star purple sword is like lightning in the purple sky, streaking continuously in the air in a stunning pose.
The sword chanting bursts, like waves rippling, deafening.
After ten breaths.
After the swordsmanship was performed, there was an incessant sound of swords in the air.
If the masters of Yungu City are here, they will be amazed at the superb swordsmanship of the Pingyang swordsman.
But in Xia Qingchen’s eyes, it was not at all.
“How? Can you see the essence of this old man’s swordsmanship?” Pingyang Swordsman said displeased.
As a master swordsman, the most annoying thing is to show your proud swordsmanship to people who don’t understand.
Swordsmanship needs to be appreciated by those who know it, and showing it to those who do not understand it is to play the piano to the ox.
“I didn’t see the essence.” Xia Qingchen shook her head.
The Pingyang Swordsman hummed lightly and knew that was the case.
“But, I have seen all the loopholes.” To the surprise of the Pingyang Swordsman, Xia Qingchen said a thoughtless sentence.
Pingyang Swordsman was not sure: “Are you talking about my swordsmanship?”
“Otherwise?”
Pingyang Swordsman smiled politely: “You rotten wood, it’s ridiculous and pitiful, you don’t understand and pretend to understand! You can’t see the essence, insist Said that the old man’s swordsmanship is not good, hehe!”
He really began to regret teaching Xia Qingchen.
Such a student, no matter how much effort he spends, cannot make progress.
“I don’t know much about the “Peacock Sword Canon”, but from what I know, you haven’t even learned the basics of this sword manual!” Xia Qingchen said calmly.
[End of This Chapter]
