Chapter 101: Teach

Pei Ye walked out of the water room feeling relaxed. He didn't see Zhu Gaoyang again, but Ming Qitian was standing under the tree shadow at the gate of the County Magistrate's office, holding a book in one hand, and holding a pear with two fingers under the book.

The other hand was holding another pear to her mouth, and she had already eaten half of it.

Pei Ye walked over. This Sword Master had already restored her snowy clothes and jade appearance when she appeared on Wangxi Slope last night. It is understandable that new clothes can be placed in the storage device, but there was no chance to clean her body in the water room yesterday. I don't know what special method she used.

Pei Ye naturally wouldn't ask such a rude question. He walked over and just said: "Sorry Miss Ming, kept you waiting."

Ming Qitian shook her head and handed the pear in her hand to him: "Taken by Magistrate Chang."

Pei Ye took it: "Are we going to learn swords now?"

Ming Qitian nodded and said: "We need to find a quieter place, where is better?"

Pei Ye thought for a while: "Quiet... or go to my courtyard?"

"Good."

Pei Ye packed up, took his sword, lifted the black cat, and walked to his small courtyard with Ming Qitian.

Walking through streets and alleys, turning seven corners and eight turns, finally returned to this familiar small alley that had been away for a long time.

It was more than quiet here; it could be called silent.

The faded peach charms on the door had been completely eroded by the Dragon Saliva Rain. Pei Ye pushed the wooden door, and the "creak" sound was even a bit abrupt in this space.

"The house is humble." Pei Ye glanced at the broken house and the furnishings in the courtyard, and said somewhat embarrassed, "But the venue is okay."

"Enough." Ming Qitian nodded slightly and went straight to the topic, "Besides the sword technique passed down by Senior Yue, what other sword techniques do you know?"

Pei Ye raised his eyes and thought for a while: "Should be... gone, I haven't learned other sword techniques, Miss Ming."

"How could it be gone." Ming Qitian shook her head, "But if you learn swords, after learning how to hold them, you must at least use a sword technique as enlightenment and practice. Did you learn that sword technique from the beginning?"

"Oh! That's not it." Pei Ye said somewhat embarrassed, "Enlightenment sword is certainly there, but that is the 'Opening Door Sword' spread in the Jianghu... very ordinary and very simple, I feel..."

"You feel it doesn't count as a sword?"

"I—" Pei Ye was stunned for a moment.

He certainly felt it was a sword, but...

"Everyone's sword is built from the lowest place, Pei Ye. We are learning swords, you can be frank, you don't have to be embarrassed to reveal those low and rough learnings to me." Ming Qitian looked at him peacefully.

Pei Ye's heart tightened.

Yes, if a martial arts hall youth asked him the same question, would he feel that "Opening Door Sword" was not worth mentioning? He would meticulously pass on everything he had practiced along the way to him.

It was just because the person in front of him was Ming Qitian that he subconsciously hid those "unbearable" sword techniques, thinking that only things like the Snowy Night Flying Goose sword style could enter her eyes and have the significance of being guided.

It was probably a bit like a poor boy being asked by a famous family's young lady what games he liked to play when he was young. Naturally, he would hide the vulgar fun of peeing and playing with mud, and rack his brains to find a hobby closer to the high-door big family.

And such subtle thoughts had nowhere to hide under the reflection of the "Bright Mirror Ice Mirror."

"Sorry." Pei Ye said in a low voice.

Ming Qitian was indeed a teacher who could see into the details. Pei Ye straightened his mentality and told the woman in front of him everything he had accepted since he started holding a sword at the age of nine—whether it was from the old man or the martial arts hall master—without any omission.

And Ming Qitian just listened quietly, without nodding or shaking her head.

Even some experiences Pei Ye felt his cheeks hot when he said them—when he was young, for a period of time, he was obsessed with the fast sword that could cut the throat without seeing blood in the rumors, so he sprinkled a handful of willow leaves into the air every day, imagining them as enemies attacking from all sides, and tried his best to stab every leaf before it landed.

Missing one meant being stabbed by one sword—but of course, you could be resurrected or have a second life.

This kind of game and practice lasted for four or five months, and the few willow trees at the door were all plucked bald.

From this kind of practice to the 【Snowy Night Falling Soul Soul Shock】 he stabbed on Mount Xincang, Pei Ye's sword path self-narration ended here.

Ming Qitian listened carefully and nodded: "You use the Opening Door Sword once and let me see."

Pei Ye picked up his sword, got up, came to the center of the courtyard, and performed this sword technique he had practiced countless times since childhood meticulously.

Opening Door Sword is as its name suggests. To some extent, it is indeed not a real sword technique, at least not a sword technique used for actual combat.

It was created specifically for introducing the sword path. Its sword techniques were established solely so that beginners could master basic movements like chopping, stabbing, and flicking, and to become proficient in the transitions and changes between them, just like writing the character "Yong" when practicing calligraphy.

Now Pei Ye performed it move by move, naturally it was already incomparably proficient, enough to reach the highest standard of students in the martial arts hall.

After a set of sword techniques was performed, the last movement was collected back to the standing posture of holding the sword at the beginning. Pei Ye exhaled lightly. Even for such a simple sword technique, he did his best to perform it.

"This is the Opening Door Sword I learned, Miss Ming."

Pei Ye looked at the woman, waiting for evaluation somewhat uneasily.

"Very poor." Ming Qitian said.

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"But your talent is indeed very good." Ming Qitian continued seriously, "You lack the most basic sword path realm, and only learned the 【Cloud Sky Covering Eyes Losing Feathers】 sword style with a flash of inspiration, which is actually equivalent to flying before walking."

"But we still have to start from walking." She continued.

Start from walking? Could it be that his eight years of practicing swords hadn't started walking yet?

Then how can it be said that the talent is good?

With doubts in his heart, Pei Ye asked directly.

"You haven't read "General Theory of Six Dynasties Sword Arts"?" Ming Qitian asked back after hearing his question.

"." Pei Ye wanted to touch his head, but held back.

What is that? Do you have to read books to practice swords?

"Other sword theory books?"

"Neither Miss Ming, what is a sword theory book?" Pei Ye asked simply.

Pei Ye saw for the first time that pair of moth brows slightly furrowed.

"Studying sword theory is a thing that requires long-term persistence. We can talk about it in detail later." Ming Qitian turned her wrist and took out a small booklet, "This is "General Theory of Six Dynasties Sword Arts". There are not many words, but the content is profound and high-level. It can be your first sword theory book."

Pei Ye took it somewhat blankly and flipped through two pages.

"This booklet can be read in two or three days, but I need you to read it carefully and try to understand it as deeply as possible. You can keep flipping through it within a month, and it is best to take notes." Ming Qitian said in a steady voice.

Then she hesitated and added: "I will check when I come back."

"Ah?" Pei Ye flipped through the booklet in his hand, staring at those profound characters. At this time, hearing this sentence, it seemed to evoke some memories of the school when he was young. Panic emerged in his heart for no reason. He subconsciously raised his hand and said: "Ming, Master Ming, one month is not enough for me, I hope I can check later, because I... don't know many characters."

"Ah?" The woman tilted her head for the first time.

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