Wang Yue returned to the Sword Hall with a frustrated look on his face.

The next morning, when Shi Alai saw Wang Yue, he was shocked.

Wang Yue's hair was originally gray, but overnight, his hair and eyebrows turned into snow-white.

White hair overnight!

Shi A immediately asked, "Master, you..."

Wang Yue, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, looked at Shi A and said calmly: "Shi A, my way of becoming an official is amazing. Yesterday, Zhang Rang slandered in front of His Majesty, and Your Majesty asked me to hand over my waist card today. From now on, I will no longer be Your Majesty's swordsmanship."

Shi A has followed Wang Yue since she was a child. For thirty years, Wang Yue's ambition has not changed, that is, to become an official in the court. With his superb swordsmanship, Wang Yue came to Luoyang and became the emperor's swordsmanship teacher.

It is very close to the emperor, but it is very far from the official position.

It is the most painful to ask but not get.

Being an official has become Wang Yue’s obsession.

Wang Yue taught the emperor several years of swordsmanship, but he never got his official position as he wished. This time, the emperor drove Wang Yue out of the palace and asked him to resign from his position as a teacher, which was absent from his career.

It is conceivable how much psychological blow this will be to Wang Yue.

Shi A stood beside him and did not dare to speak anymore. When the master was in trouble, the disciple could not help. Although this matter was beyond Shi A's ability, Shi A still felt a little ashamed.

Wang Yue asked, "Where is Xiyao?"

Shi A replied: "Junior Brother Wang is practicing swords in his house."

There are a few serious disciples in the sword hall, but when it comes to the hardest and most attentive person, Wang Xiyao is still the one who is the one who is the most diligent and most attentive.

Wang Yue said: "Let Xiyao come to see me."

Shi A nodded and said, "Yes, Master. Disciple will go find Junior Brother Wang now."

…………

Wang Xiyao followed Shi A to Wang Yue's room, shocked. Wang Xiyao thought it was just a rumor, but he didn't expect it to exist.

Wang Yue said to Shi A: "You go out first. I have something to say to Xi Yao alone."

Shi A respectfully saluted and exited the room.

Wang Xiyao said: "Mr., I wonder what instructions do you have?"

Wang Yue said, "Xiyao, my teacher plans to leave Luoyang and leave in two days. I want to entrust the sword hall to you. After all, this sword hall was created by me personally, which has taken some of my efforts. Although you have been in my subordinates for a short time, you are steady in dealing with people and are better than your senior brother. I feel relieved to hand over the sword hall to you."

It is no point to continue staying in Luoyang City, so Wang Yue will naturally leave.

The road to becoming an official is over, and with time left, Wang Yue only wants to continue to specialize in swordsmanship. As a swordsman, of course he hopes to reach the peak of swordsmanship and see the realm of the unity of man and swords.

Wang Xiyao hurriedly said, "Mr. You must not. It has been less than half a year since my disciples came to the Sword Hall. The sword skills are low. How can I be the master? Even if you insist on handing over the Sword Hall to your disciples, the senior brothers will not be convinced."

Wang Yue said: "You are my personal disciples. They are just ordinary disciples in the Sword Hall. You don't have to be afraid of them. Don't refuse, this matter is decided."

Wang Xiyao nodded and said, "Then... I will follow my mentor's arrangement."

Wang Yue smiled slightly and said, "That's right. I believe that you can definitely manage the Sword Hall."

Wang Xiyao said: "My teacher, you should rest first. If there is nothing else, the disciple will leave first."

Wang Yue said: "Don't rush to leave. I have other things to explain to you."

Wang Yue took out a piece of sheepskin and handed it to Wang Xiyao.

During the Eastern Han Dynasty, bamboo slips were the mainstream tool used to write and record characters.

But animal skins and white cloth can also be used for writing.

Wang Xiyao took the sheepskin with confusion on his face.

Wang Yue said: "Sword technique is just a skill. Inner cultivation is the fundamental. This guide technique is a Taoist secret method of health preservation in the pre-Qin period. Unfortunately, I have distracting thoughts and only practiced a little bit of fur. Your senior brother has practiced it for several years but cannot get started. I hope you can practice it."

Guidance technique.

Is it the legendary internal strength?

It turns out that I really have internal strength!

Wang Xiyao endured the excitement and took the sheepskin.

………

Wang Yue came to the palace for the last time and handed over the token and the swordsmanship clothes that the emperor gave to Zhang Rang.

Seeing Wang Yue’s head full of snow, Zhang Rang sneered: “Wang Yue, you have grown a lot overnight. Do we want to bring you a ginseng to replenish your qi and blood?”

Wang Yue did not get angry with Zhang Rang's sarcasm, but instead made Wang Yue's mentality more peaceful.

Wang Yue smiled and said, "Wang appreciated Mr. Zhang's kindness. Mr. Wang is a healthy person and does not need to nourish him. Instead, Mr. Zhang needs to nourish his body well."

Zhang Rang's face changed drastically, pointed at Wang Yue, and said viciously: "Wang Yue, you are so brave. How dare you say that our family is a broken person. Don't think that you are really a sword saint. You should obediently surrender in front of our family? If you want to be an official, our family will not let you do it."

Wang Yue said, "Submit you? That's the past. Mr. Zhang, I'm not hiding it. Now that things have come to this, Wang's official career has been gone. Although he has regrets in his heart, once he let go of his obsession, he feels much more relaxed. Perhaps, Mr. Wang will never be the only one in his life. Mr. Wang is now strong without desires, so Mr. Zhang is afraid that he can no longer threaten me."

Zhang Rang sneered, "Is that so? Where is your sword hall? Wang Yue, do you believe it or not, our family can prevent your sword hall from opening. In less than three days, your sword hall will be closed."

Wang Yue nodded and said, "I believe. Mr. Zhang only needs one sentence to deal with the sword hall. But, does Mr. Zhang dare to do that? Mr. Wang said goodbye. Mr. Zhang, you must take care of your health."

Wang Yue turned around and left, leaving Zhang Rang with a chic back.

Zhang Rang's face changed a little, and finally said angrily: "Damn it. Wang Yue, a lowly man, actually threatened our family. You'd better pray that it won't fall into our hands, otherwise, our family will make you worse than death."

I have to admit that Wang Yue's threat is still powerful.

Wang Yue has nothing now, so the barefoot person will naturally not be afraid of Zhang Rang, the person wearing shoes. What's more, Zhang Rang is very afraid of Wang Yue's superb swordsmanship.

If Wang Yue really plays assassination, Zhang Rang may not be able to escape. After all, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no reason to defend against thieves for a thousand days.

………

Wang Yue is leaving Luoyang City, and Shi A will follow him.

After Wang Yue left, the disciples in the Sword Hall became a little casual and could not stand the rules set by Wang Xiyao and kept causing trouble.

Wang Xiyao is young and looks like a 14-year-old boy, and he can't help but he can't help but be so old.

Wang Xiyao ignored them. Even if he wanted to take care of them, Wang Xiyao had no strength. Wang Xiyao planned to start rectifying the sword hall when his sword skills reached a meticulous level.

Wang Xiyao did not fall behind in guiding techniques.

In fact, this guide technique is not complicated, it is just a method of breathing and breathing. It only records more than thirty words.

Wang Xiyao did not despise him at all.

When the ancients wrote and recorded the words, they were all considered and then considered. The meaning of each word was extremely accurate. The words in the guide art had a more concise charm.

The true essence of any knowledge is actually just a little bit. Once you understand it, you will achieve great success. If you can't understand it, no matter how much text you describe it, it will have no meaning.

Breathing and breathing, regulating breath, shaking the internal organs, strengthening muscles and bones, and stimulating potential. This is the purpose of practicing guidance. The last sentence recorded on the sheepskin is "The breath of a real person is with the heel."

It means that the breathing and breathing of Taoist real people can reach the whole body until the heel.

On the first day of August.

Wang Xiyao as the lord of the Sword Hall summoned hundreds of disciples from the Sword Hall to gather together.

Their standing posture was loose and he looked down upon Wang Xiyao. Wang Xiyao's swordsmanship was mediocre, and everyone knew that they did not take Wang Xiyao seriously.

If the master hadn't been partial to him, it would not be the turn of Wang Xiyao, the lord of the sword hall, to sit down.

Wang Xiyao looked serious and shouted loudly: "Zuo Yinxiang, Cao Yi, Zhao Guangqing, you three stand up for me."

These three people were the most fussy after Wang Yue and Shi A left. The vendors were very afraid of them. Wang Xiyao finally eased the relationship between the vendor and the Sword Hall, but was destroyed by these guys.

Wang Xiyao wanted to kill the chicken to warn the monkey and establish his prestige in the sword hall.

Otherwise, no one would take Wang Xiyao seriously.

Zuo Yinxiang sneered: "My junior brother, just say whatever you have. Let's listen. Everyone, right?"

"yes"

Some people really agree with Zuo Yinxiang.

Wang Xiyao walked to Zuo Yinxiang and said coldly: "Zuo Yinxiang, before Master left, he handed over the sword hall to me. I am now the leader of the sword hall. You have always been against me, and do you still take the words of Master to heart?"

Zuo Yinxiang's face darkened, no longer silenced, revealing his true face: "Wang Xiyao, what is your kid? For the sake of Master, we call you junior brother, don't give you a face and you'll be a big deal. If Master hadn't been partial to him, could you be the master of the Sword Hall? If you ask, are you convinced?"

Wang Xiyao said, "Draw the sword. We are all sword practitioners. No matter how much we say, it is just a waste of time. We should speak with the sword, just be more practical."

Zuo Yinxiang sneered, "Okay. You asked yourself. Don't blame me for being ruthless today. I will teach you a lesson for this ignorant boy on behalf of my master and senior brother."

Zuo Yinxiang drew out his sword and quickly attacked Wang Xiyao. He really showed no mercy and wanted to destroy Wang Xiyao as soon as he made a move.

Wang Xiyao's eyes turned cold. Since that was the case, he didn't have to leave any kindness to Zuo Yinxiang.

clang!

Wang Xiyao set out his sword.

His sword was extremely fast, and it came first. The tip of the sword stroked across Zuo Yinxiang's wrist and directly broke Zuo Yinxiang's tendons.

The timing of Wang Xiyao's sword was so clever that his control of the long sword made Ji Yun and his pupils shrink.

“Fine and meticulous!”

Ji Yun exclaimed with a shocked look on his face.

Wang Xiyao's sword has definitely reached the level of meticulousness.

But, how is that possible?

Wang Xiyao worshipped and entered the sword hall. He only had half a year to learn swords.

Zuo Yinxiang looked resentful, covered his wrist and said incredibly: "Impossible. You kid's talent is extremely mediocre. How could you reach the level of incomprehensible swordsmanship in such a short time?"
Chapter completed!