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Volume Three: Swordsman Chapter 385: Command

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    Chapter 385: Command

    Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, a little shyly: "Master, didn't I say that? It's just a grand ideal, and its hundreds of years of heritage, how can the Qingping Gang compare to it?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "In this case, there is no other way, you should be more careful and stay with the Qingping Gang for a while."

    "Well, that's all we can do!" Jiang Nanyun nodded helplessly and sighed: "These guys are really brave!"

    "You, the gang leader, are not the leader?!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled softly, a little proud, and said: "If there is no arrogance, what's the point?!"

    "Which one of your Qingping Gang made the first move?" Xiao Yuesheng asked.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled and said, "Qian Zhaoqing."

    Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Is he the one who practices Shaoyang Palm?"

    "Exactly." Jiang Nanyun nodded.

    She herself has a photographic memory, and naturally knows that the master is the same. He is not surprised by the strange things. He knows all the disciples of the Qingping Gang like every one of them.

    Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment and asked, "Has he reached the second level of Shaoyang Palm training?"

    Jiang Nanyun said with a smile and a bit of pride: "It's already the third level, and it's very fast. It's very suitable for practicing this palm technique."

    "The third level" Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment and nodded: "It's enough for the third level. Is his Shaoyang swordsmanship a little worse?"

    Jiang Nanyun nodded: "Well, that's right. He likes palm skills and doesn't like using swords. He thinks it's a burden."

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned and hummed: "Didn't you tell him that Shaoyang Palm has the same purpose as Shaoyang Sword, and the sword technique is more powerful?"

    "Of course I said it!" Jiang Nanyun nodded hurriedly, and then sighed: "But this guy has a dull head and is not enlightened. He must master the palm technique before practicing the sword technique. It is said that he must do it step by step and not bite off more than he can chew.  unexpectedly."

    "It seems that he has seen quite a bit, um, not bad, very good!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, showing a somewhat approving look.

    Jiang Nanyun disagreed, shook his head and said: "What's the use of his palm skills? When fighting with others, his sword skills are still more powerful."

    Xiao Yuesheng said warmly: "If he can penetrate the third layer, there is not much difference between the palm and the sword Well, he enters the realm very quickly, you don't need to control him anymore."

    "This fourth level of Shaoyang Palm is not afraid of swords?" Jiang Nanyun asked hurriedly.

    She knew a lot of techniques, but they were just rough calculations. Many of them have been forgotten. Some of them were too long and too lazy to think about. Shaoyang Palm was just taught casually at first, and she didn't take it to heart. She also forgot about the subtleties of the techniques.  Pretty much the same.

    There are countless mental techniques of this level in her mind, all of which were inherited from Xiao Yuesheng's secret book, and they are often easily confused.

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his right hand and touched his mustache, "When he reaches the fourth level, he is not afraid of swords, but only his palms can do this, and the rest of his body cannot. After all, he has not practiced any hard skills."

    "This is outrageous." Jiang Nanyun said hurriedly, thinking about it for a while, but couldn't remember what this mentality was.

    Not being afraid of swords is not a big deal. You can do the hard skills in martial arts as long as you practice better.

    But this kind of martial arts is a bit useless. When facing an inferior opponent, he is not afraid of the sword. When facing an expert, the sword can be defended by his internal strength, like a magic weapon. With one strike, no matter how good the skill is, it will still be unbearable.

    "That's it, go and summon him." Xiao Yuesheng thought for a while and said.

    Jiangnan Yundai raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Master, do you want to teach him personally?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "The third level is already extremely difficult. If he wants to break through, he must rely on himself. There are many difficulties. The key points need to be pointed out."

    "To be able to receive guidance from you personally, Master," Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and said with a bright smile, "This is a great blessing for him!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and waved his hand: "Let's go now."

    Qian Zhaoqing is practicing in the courtyard.

    He is extremely obsessed with practicing martial arts. In addition to going out and performing gang affairs, he spends most of his time practicing martial arts.

    At the beginning, he was originally a disciple of a small sect. By chance, he joined the Qingping Gang. He was favored by the gang leader, who recognized talents with a keen eye. He was separated from the subordinates and was taught the unique Shaoyang Palm.

    He was afraid of martial arts, but he also had some foundation. Seeing Shaoyang Zhang's mentality, he was surprised, happy, and inexplicably grateful.

    He saw how mysterious this set of palm techniques was. The palm techniques and the mental technique were integrated into each other and promoted each other. He had never seen such a magical skill before. He was so surprised that he wished he could practice it right away.

      So, day and night, he kept his mind on the Shaoyang Palm Technique, trying to figure it out every moment. The more he tried to figure it out, the more wonderful it became. He was just peeking at a leopard, and it was far from enough.  Work Hard.

    Two days ago, he furiously killed demons from the Demon Cult in Huixian Tower. He must have caused big trouble for the Qingping Gang. He had fun at the time, but later he regretted his recklessness. He should capture this person and follow him first.  The gang leader will give a warning and then decide whether to kill or not.

    ¡°But since he has killed someone, and in public, the Demon Cult will soon know that a revenge is just around the corner.

    He was anxious in his heart and practiced even harder. He wished he could master the Shaoyang Palm in one go and block the demon sect's revenge.

    However, the profoundness of Shaoyang Palm cannot be achieved in a day. Even if he works hard, he can only reach the third level. The fourth level seems to be covered in mist, like a mirage, vague but out of reach.  .

    "Brother Qian! Brother Qian!" He was concentrating on his luck in the courtyard. His spirit returned to Yuan and became one with Shaoyang's true energy, when a call suddenly came from his ears.

    He slowly dissipated his breath, separated from his mind, and returned to the outside world, where the calls from outside became more urgent.

    Hearing that it was Sun Qianfeng, the commander-in-chief of the gang, he hurriedly agreed: "But the commander-in-chief will be here soon!"

    The leader of the gang is in charge of the gang leader's token. Most of the gang leader's orders are conveyed by him, which can be said to be a high-power position.

    He was just a small hall master, insignificant in front of the commander. He did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly flew up and opened the courtyard door.

    Standing outside the door was a burly middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a gray shorts. He didn't look like a powerful commander, but more like an ordinary farm boy.

    His eyes are calm, without any overflowing energy. He is gentle and polite, and appears to be amiable and approachable.

    However, Qian Zhaoqing should not be underestimated. The commander's martial arts are unfathomable and he is one of the best in the gang. Otherwise, he would not be considered a commander. However, he has always been low-key and unobtrusive, and rarely displays his martial arts.  It's hard for outsiders to know.

    Only someone with a high level of martial arts training like Qian Zhaoqing can detect the formidable demeanor of the commander-in-chief.

    ???????????????????????? Moreover, this commander has a habit of calling brothers in the gang as brothers rather than as brothers. In his eyes, they are all equal, and he has won the respect of the brothers in the gang.

    "Commander, please come in quickly!" Qian Zhaoqing cupped his fists and saluted, showing an apologetic look.

    Sun Qianfeng clasped his fists and smiled slightly: "Brother Qian is practicing, right?"

    Qian Zhaoqing showed a trace of embarrassment and said with a smile: "I am the stupid bird that flies first. Besides, I have nothing to do, so practicing kungfu is the best way to pass the time."

    Sun Qianfeng chuckled and said, "Brother Qian, just follow me. The leader of the gang will call you."

    "Ah?!" Qian Zhaoqing was surprised, overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Please wait a moment, I'll be there soon!"

    As he spoke, he hurried into the house and changed into a pair of plain clothes. He knew that the gang leader liked to be clean and would not tolerate dishonesty.

    In the blink of an eye, he finished cleaning up, looking neat, neat, energetic, and looking even more talented.

    Sun Qianfeng showed a clear smile, shook his head, and said: "That's right, let's leave now. Don't keep the gang leader waiting."

    ¡°My envoy, please¡ª!¡± Qian Zhaoqing bowed.

    The two of them, one after the other, quickly left the courtyard, bypassed two small courtyards, and came to a magnificent courtyard.

    "Gang leader, Hall Master Qian is here." Sun Qianfeng stood outside the yard and said with clasped fists.

    His voice was calm, like a slowly flowing river, and he slowly pushed forward, although slowly, he moved forward inexorably.

    "Come in!" A voice as soft as honey sounded, reaching the bottom of my heart. I felt numb all over my body, and I didn't want to move lazily.

    The two of them pushed open the courtyard door and saw Jiang Nanyun in front of the courtyard, dressed in a moon-white gown, bending down to prune the peonies in the garden in the middle of the courtyard.

    She bowed her body slightly, forming a graceful arc, which made people's blood rush. Qian Zhaoqing lowered his head in a hurry, not daring to look any further, but her graceful figure clearly appeared in front of his eyes.

    Jiang Nanyun straightened up, glanced at Qian Zhaoqing, and waved to Sun Qianfeng: "It's done, you can go down first."

    Sun Qianfeng clasped his fists and saluted, walked backwards out of the small courtyard, and closed the courtyard door.

    Jiang Nanyun stared at Qian Zhaoqing, without saying a word, and took a few steps back and forth with his hands behind his back.

    Although Qian Zhaoqing was very courageous, he looked embarrassed when the gang leader looked at him like this, and moved a little uneasily.

    Jiang Nanyun stood still in front of him and snorted: "Hall Master Qian, you are so brave!"

      Qian Zhaoqing raised his head, pursed his lips tightly, looked directly at Jiang Nanyun, cupped his fists and said: "This subordinate is reckless!  Please punish me, leader!"

    Jiang Nanyun raised his slender eyebrows and snorted: "Punishment?! I've already done it, what's the use of punishment?!"

    Qian Zhaoqing lowered his head in shame and said nothing, not bothering to defend himself.

    "Well, I have already heard what happened at that time." Jiangnan Yun Youyou said, glanced at him, and said calmly: "You killed him, so you didn't embarrass our Qingping Gang!"

    "Gang leader?" Qian Zhaoqing quickly raised his head and looked at Jiang Nanyun in confusion.

    Jiang Nanyun turned around, walked with his hands behind his back, came to the small pavilion in the middle of the flower garden, sat down in front of the stone table, and said calmly: "You have shown the prestige of our Qingping Gang, if it were me, you would do the same.  Do."

    Qian Zhaoqing followed her to the small pavilion, stood opposite her, and looked at Jiang Nanyun in surprise, never expecting that the gang leader would say this.

    "Sit down." Jiang Nanyun pointed to the front, with a faint trace of his teacher Xiao Yuesheng in his demeanor.

    Qian Zhaoqing thought for a while and sat across from her, but he didn't dare to look at her.

    Her bright eyes seemed to have a frightening magic power. Once they met, they couldn't help but fall into it and couldn't take their eyes away.

    Jiang Nanyun poured a cup of tea himself, handed it to him, and said calmly: "You practice diligently and advance very quickly. You deserve a commendation."

    "This is what I should do." Qian Zhaoqing picked up the tea cup with both hands and said hurriedly.

    Jiang Nanyun shook his head and smiled: "No need to say more!Well, what reward can I give you?"

    She pondered for a moment, clapped her hands and said, "That's it, I'll take you to meet your master."

    Qian Zhaoqing's eyes suddenly widened and he stared at her dumbfounded.

    "What, you don't want to meet your master?" Jiang Nanyun asked with a smile.

    "No!" Qian Zhaoqing hurriedly shook his head, took a breath, and asked slowly: "Isis it Daxia Xiao?!"

    Jiang Nanyun nodded slightly, smiling.

    "Thisthis" Qian Zhaoqing was so excited that he couldn't describe it and didn't know what to say.

    In their eyes, Jinghong Yijian Xiao Yihan is an unattainable existence, hard to see. If you are lucky enough to see him and say a few words to him, it will be a great honor.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled softly: "My master heard about you and thought it was rare that you practiced so hard. I want to see youis it possible?"

    "This is my subordinate's honor!" Qian Zhaoqing said hurriedly: "Thank you, leader!"

    Jiang Nanyun waved his hand and smiled, stood up and said, "Okay, then come with me!"

    Qian Zhaoqing hurriedly put down the tea cup and followed her out of the Qingping Gang.

    Guanyun Villa

    Qian Zhaoqing followed Jiang Nanyun. As soon as he stepped into the villa, he felt warm all over his body, as if he had entered spring and became a completely different world from the outside.

    He had a strong mind and gave up everything else except martial arts. Therefore, although he felt that Guanyun Villa was extremely beautiful, his heart did not move. He kept thinking about what to do and what to say when he saw Xiao Daxia.

    Jiang Nanyun was in front, and he followed closely behind, not daring to take a step away, because he knew that Guanyun Villa seemed peaceful, but was dangerous inside. At least he knew that there was a formation in the villa, and if he was not careful, he might break into the formation.  middle.

    The two walked through the double courtyard, then passed through a moon gate, and followed the path winding with grass to the back garden.

    From a distance, Qian Zhaoqing saw several beauties gathering together, as if they were competing in martial arts. From time to time, bursts of sweet laughter could be heard. The laughter was like silver bells. When he heard it, his heart trembled.  .

    They are located in the flower garden to the east, with several kinds of flowers blooming. The blooming flowers complement them, and they are more beautiful than the flowers.

    Seeing Jiang Nanyun come in, they all said hello.

    Jiang Nanyun also greeted them one by one, with a smile as bright as a flower, and called them all kinds of names, such as "Uncle Master", "Sister Ren", "Sister Yue", "Sister Song" and "Sister Su".

    They glanced at Qian Zhaoqing with their bright eyes, pursed their lips and smiled, but they didn't say much, they just looked at him one more time.

    Qian Zhaoqing felt that their eyes were like lightning, shining through his heart, as if nothing could be hidden, and a warning sign arose in his heart.

    "Gang leader, who are they?" he asked in a low voice, wanting to mention his hunch to the gang leader.

    Jiang Nanyun waved his hand: "They are all Master's friends, please leave quickly."

    They turned left and walked towards the flower garden to the west. They took a detour, followed it, and walked into the flower garden.

    There is an open space in the middle of the garden, under a green shirt.?Standing there quietly, holding the sky with both hands, motionless.

    Qian Zhaoqing saw at a glance that this person was Xiao Yihan. He was greatly surprised and stared at his figure.

    Jiang Nanyun stopped with him, motionless, and did not disturb Xiao Yuesheng. He just stood and watched him practice.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly put down his hands, his movements were gentle, and he couldn't tell that he was practicing any powerful martial arts. It was more like moving his hands and feet for self-cultivation.

    He turned around and glanced at Qian Zhaoqing, his eyes enveloping him.

    Qian Zhaoqing only felt that his eyes were gentle, like clear lake water. He felt very comfortable, without any sharp feeling, and gave birth to a desire to be close.

    "Master, this is Qian Zhaoqing." Jiang Nanyun pointed at him and introduced Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, waved his hand and said, "Nanyun, please step aside and let me have a few words with Qian Shaoxia alone."

    "Yes, Master." Jiang Nanyun said respectfully.

    Half an hour later, Jiang Nanyun was chatting and laughing with Yilin and the others over there, when Xiao Yuesheng's voice suddenly came to his ears.

    She hurriedly said goodbye to her daughters and went to the flower garden on the west side. She saw Qian Zhaoqing had already left the flower garden and was waiting there.

    "Have you finished speaking?" Jiang Nanyun looked him up and down and asked softly.

    Qian Zhaoqing replied respectfully: "Yes, Gang Leader."

    He was unprecedentedly respectful, and his respect was mixed with endless gratitude.

    Jiang Nanyun took him out and left Guanyun Villa.

    As soon as the two of them walked out of the villa and stepped onto the road paved with blue bricks, Jiang Nanyun couldn't wait to ask: "Palace Master Qian, what did the master say?"

    Qian Zhaoqing looked embarrassed, hesitated, and said: "Gang leader, Xiao Daxia has strict instructions not to reveal anything."

    "Neither can I?" Jiang Nanyun frowned slightly.

    Qian Zhaoqing nodded hesitantly: "Yes, even the gang leader can't say that this is the oath I made in front of Xiao Daxia."

    "Okay, okay, if you don't tell me, don't tell me!" Jiang Nanyun rolled his eyes at him and stopped forcing him, knowing that the master definitely didn't want him to know, and it would be in vain to inquire further.
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