"With all my heart." "Then how about you take me as your master?" the other party said. "Of course I do." Xi Heng agreed immediately. Before he could clasp his fists and salute, Hong Miao frowned and whispered: "If the elders personally accept disciples and teach them, my body..." "It's just a title. You should be the one to teach." The elder waved his hand and said, "Prepare for the ceremony of paying respect to the master and offering tea." …… A moment later, in the main hall of the Red Line Sword Academy. The hall was simply decorated, with just a few tables, chairs and wooden cabinets. There were pictures and poems written on the walls and beams. Most of the pictures were of sword techniques, and most of the poems were related to the Red Line Sword's mental method. The elder sat on the armchair in the center of the hall, propping up his waist that had been hunched for years, showing a temperament of being strong and energetic.
Senior Sister Hong Miao stood on one side, with several other sisters who were more skilled in martial arts. There was also another girl standing on the side with a tray of tea in her hand. "You know the Red Line Sword Technique, so please show your skills before you become my disciple." The elder made a request. At the same time, a senior sister at the side handed over a long sword. Xi Heng followed the other party's instructions, drew out his sword, and began to practice the Red Line Sword Technique move by move. The cold light of the sword blade flashed as it danced, and its posture was agile. Every move was like flowing clouds and running water. The tip of the blade cut through the sky, making a sharp sword sound. When the erratic and sharp sword moves finally fell, Xi Heng used all his strength to suddenly stop the sword. The long sword trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword echoed in the ears. "Well... although the moves are not perfect, they have some of the sword spirit of our Bloodline Sword." The other party nodded: "Have you killed anyone?" Xi Heng nodded. "Why kill?" "Because he wanted to kill me, he killed me." Xi Heng answered truthfully. "Swordsmen who have experienced true life and death trials all have some special charm in their swords." The elder said, "Your sword has a good charm. As long as you don't die young, you will definitely achieve something in the future." It doesn't really matter even if the baby dies young, Xi Heng thought. "Be my disciple." The elder pushed his hand, and the girl next to him brought a tea tray to Xi Heng. The girl picked up a cup and bowed to the elder, offering him tea. The white-haired elder took a sip from the teacup and exhaled: "From now on, you will be my personal disciple." "Personal disciple?" "Well, from now on, you and Hong Miao are of the same generation in the Sword Academy." Upon hearing this, the other sisters except the eldest sister also showed confusion and doubt in their eyes, but they did not ask immediately because of their respect for the elders. It's not right for this person to be directly appointed as a personal disciple on his first day. This is against the rules.
The elder clearly saw what everyone was thinking, and after taking a sip of tea, he spoke naturally: "After more than ten years, I finally accepted a female disciple. You should be happy." The people around them looked strange. As kendo warriors, their straightforward personalities made them unaccustomed to flattery, but they could not go against the elders' wishes... The elder didn't care and continued, "Hong Miao is the disciple left behind by my junior sister before she passed away, and Xi Heng is my senior sister's niece, so it should be so." After saying it twice in succession, she clapped her hands, supported herself with her crutches, and stood up, saying to Xi Heng: "The apprenticeship ceremony has been completed, follow me..." Xi Heng followed and walked into the deeper part of the hall with the other party. The elder led the way and spoke slowly: "Before you enter the realm of strength, all you practiced were just moves, and at most some body movements. You are not much stronger than an ordinary person. If you use up all your internal strength, it will be difficult to win even if you are surrounded by several people." "After you get into the realm of strength, you will need to learn the true Red Line Sword Technique. When you swing your sword, you can create a red line that can injure people from a distance. The red line can also stick to your own skin, so even if you only use fists and kicks, it will be more effective in killing people." "What's more, when the dark energy is fully developed, it can connect the extraordinary meridians in the body with red lines, break through the mysterious gate, and achieve the dark energy in a short period of time..." She coughed a few times and continued: "There are six levels in our Red Line Sword Technique. The first three levels are for practicing bright energy, and the last three levels are for practicing dark energy... Each level is a bottleneck. However, you have already gained some understanding of the sword's meaning. The first three levels should not be a bottleneck for you. You only need enough time to achieve the great success of bright energy." "However, the third level of Ming Jin is relatively easy to achieve, while the third level of An Jin requires understanding, talent, ability and opportunity to achieve." "Every dark energy warrior has his or her luck and opportunity. If you force it, you will inevitably end up going astray and having your meridians disrupted. This is especially true for the killing swords of our Bloodline Sword Sect. If you are not careful when practicing and the killing intent attacks your heart, if you cannot suppress it and relieve it, you will enter the path of evil." "The Bloodline Sword Sect was once attacked by many major sects because it was close to the devil, and eventually ended up with its descendants scattered." The elder shook his head and sighed: "I have said too much. In short, remember, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately." "Yeah." Xi Heng answered casually. She doesn't care about indiscriminate killing or anything like that. After all, as long as you reload the file, time can be reversed and the dead can be resurrected. However, in response to the elders' admonitions, Xi Heng still pretended to listen carefully. “Remember, remember.” The gray-haired elder turned the corner of the corridor and came to a book room, opening it with the key he carried with him. She walked into the house and asked Xiheng to stay outside. After a moment, he took out a copied secret manual of the Red Line Sword and handed it to Xi Heng. "This is the third level of Ming Jin of the Red Line Sword Technique. Take a look at it first. If you have any questions, you can ask Hong Miao." She covered her lips and coughed twice, her voice becoming hoarse: "After you have mastered the secret book, you can practice the sword technique." "After you have mastered the Ming Jin, come back to me and I will grant you the third level of An Jin." "Also, although you are nominally my disciple, the academy does not have much money. You will need to pay for the medicinal soup and soup you need during your martial arts training. Remember to pay five taels of silver to Hong Miao every month." "Yes." Xi Heng nodded. Although he clearly asked her to pay, a look of relief appeared on her face. It seems that the money earned from collecting Ganoderma lucidum was finally put to good use. The elder saw that she was not embarrassed, so he said, "That's all I have to say today. Send me back to my room." ……
Xi Heng helped the elder back to his room, and then, under the guidance of Senior Sister Hong Miao, they came to a house that belonged to them alone. The wooden door painted with flowers, leaves and willow branches slowly opened, revealing a neatly arranged bedroom. Walking around the screen, one can see the bed, table, chairs, dressing table, wardrobe and other furniture, which are obviously better than the small dormitory where Xi Heng lived in his previous life. The carved wooden windows were open for ventilation. Writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone were placed on the long table beside the bed. The floor was covered with soft mats. There was a vase on the dressing table with bright red flowers that were so fresh and juicy. "This is your room." Hong Miao yawned. "Free accommodation?" Xi Heng blinked. "You are already a formal female disciple of the Red Line Sword Academy, not an outsider. Although the room is free, the monthly medicine soup is still——" Having said that, Hong Miao gave Xi Heng a meaningful look. Xi Heng completely understood the other person's gaze, and took out a silver note worth one hundred taels from his arms and handed it to the other person. "Junior sister, you are very wealthy." Hong Miao took it without hesitation, glanced at the face value of the ticket, and liked Xi Heng more and more. "..."This was the first time in two lifetimes that Hong Miao called her junior sister. "One hundred taels of silver is enough for the medicinal soup for twenty months." Hong Miao didn't care about Xi Heng's dazed look at all. After saying this casually, she said: "Then I won't bother you anymore, senior sister. Just concentrate on studying the sword skills manual. If you have any questions, you can always come to me for help." She pinched the silver bill between her fingertips and shook it, then turned and left. "Oh..." Xi Heng looked at the other person's overly casual back, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. She shook her head, went into the room and sat down at the desk. She placed the copy of the secret manual of the Red Line Sword Technique on the table and started reading it bit by bit. Xi Heng slowly interpreted the principles in the book, reading each paragraph several times until he could remember it by heart and understand its meaning deeply. In the blink of an eye, the sun sets and the sky becomes dark. The girl in the room pressed her temples. It took her such a long time to finish reading the Red Line Sword's second level Ming Jin mid-stage mental method. After interpreting for so long, my temples are a little swollen. "Each sentence may have multiple meanings... It's OK to understand it this way, and it seems OK to understand it that way." Xi Heng looked at the manuscript and said to himself: "And there is murderous intent between the lines. No wonder the elders said it's easy to go astray." "It's time to go ask for advice." She glanced out the window. Day had turned into night without her knowing, and a bright moon was already hanging high in the sky. Xiheng is not used to disturbing others at night. "Let's do it tomorrow." …… Xi Heng had a rare good sleep in the Sword Academy. He got up at dawn, washed in front of the mirror, changed into the Sword Academy's tight clothes, and went to the sword training ground. At this moment, Senior Sister Hong Miao was instructing the newcomers in sword skills. The newcomers at this time were naturally Yan Hongji and others.
Xi Heng approached with interest, watching the various stiff movements of these new apprentices. At this time, even though Lin Ying had good talent, her sword moves were full of flaws and mistakes, and she could be easily defeated with just a wave of her hand. These former classmates can no longer compare to her. Xi Heng felt as if he was at a high place and it was quite lonely. When he approached them, he was even eager to teach them a few tricks. Senior Sister Hong Miao seemed to have noticed her mentality, and she beckoned her over. Xi Heng followed the other party's meaning and approached: "What's the matter, Senior Sister?" "Every formal disciple has the duty to teach fellow apprentices. You will be in charge of supervising the sword practice of these three people today." Hong Miao said. "Don't you need senior sister as a sparring partner only after you have mastered the moves?" Xi Heng glanced at her. "You know?" Hong Miao was slightly surprised. "Before I came here, I met an apprentice from the Red Line Sword Academy, and it was she who introduced the Red Line Sword Academy to me." Xi Heng lied naturally. Since the first time she reloaded the game, her ability to lie has become more and more sophisticated. "Oh... no wonder you came here." Hong Miao nodded as if she believed it, and began to explain: "Asking you to take an apprentice is also to help you better integrate into the Sword Academy. Are you willing?" "Listen to Senior Sister." Xi Heng said. The classmate who had practiced swordsmanship with him before suddenly became his apprentice - this feeling was quite subtle. "Well, these three newcomers are Yan Hongji, Li Anxue, and Lin Ying from left to right. They are new to the Sword Academy and only started practicing swordsmanship yesterday. They have many difficulties in sword moves, so I'll ask you to explain and teach them from now on." After the senior sister finished speaking, she turned around and introduced Xi Heng to Yan Hongji and the other two: "This is our elder's new disciple, who has great martial arts skills..." In short, Xi Heng was introduced as someone who was quite famous and capable, in order to scare the three apprentices. Xi Heng almost got goosebumps as he listened, and quickly waved his hand to stop the eccentric senior sister from continuing. "Got it, don't worry, Senior Sister, I will teach you well." "Well, there's no need to encourage the newbie too much. Just give him gentle guidance... Since you're here, I'll go and guide others." After the eldest sister said this, she walked to the other side. Xi Heng looked at the other person's back and always felt that the other person's temperament was too casual. However, sometimes he would be quite serious - Xi Heng recalled the time in his previous life when the sword hall was broken into by outsiders, and Hong Miao glared at him and drew his sword to fight the enemy. "It's really hard to understand..." "Wait a minute," Xi Heng stopped. She finally remembered that she came here to ask for the explanation of the secret method in the secret book. Now, he was suddenly given a job, and Senior Sister Hong Miao had gone far away. "Tsk."
She turned back helplessly and saw three girls waiting for her to explain sword techniques. Xi Heng looked at them one by one. Among them, Lin Ying has the highest talent. With just a little guidance, he should be able to get into the game within March. The other two found it difficult to get into the game. Among them, Yan Hongji did not have particularly strong determination and obsession from the beginning, and his confidence was easily shaken... If he could build up his confidence, it would still be possible. As for Li Anxue, Xi Heng didn't communicate much with this person in his previous life, but it was obvious that he was also the type that was hard to get used to. Well... since I have to take an apprentice in this life, I will try my best to guide Yan Hongji. Yan Hongji's good looks made Xi Heng subconsciously like her a little more.