Under the care of Senior Sister Wuxia, that is, the operation of feeding some medicine and delivering some food, Shen Yuanjing recovered a lot in two days and moved freely.

The senior sister was not surprised by this. Shen Yuanjing's predecessor had a foundation in practicing martial arts and had no disasters or illness on weekdays. This time, he fainted because he was too sad and had not eaten for many days.

"In this way, 'I'm crying to death?" Shen Yuanjing was speechless when he heard his senior sister's explanation. What a weird way to die: "But the relationship between the three of this family is sincere. I don't know if my son will be so sad?"

Bai Wuxia looked at her junior brother holding the bowl in a daze, and sighed in her heart. Since the two met, Shen Yuanjing looked quiet, as if nothing could disturb his mind. She has been distracted these days, and it seems that she is too sad. So she screamed a few times and pulled her junior brother back to reality.

"It's nothing, I just want to worship my parents." Shen Yuanjing came to his senses and took a bite of rice into his mouth. He faced his senior sister's slightly worried eyes and smiled: "Senior sister, don't worry, I have thought through the past few days. Now, it's useless to be sad. I will live hard in the future and live a wonderful life."

Living wonderfully, this sentence is a true portrayal of Shen Yuanjing's heart. In his previous life, he lived in an unknown small county for the rest of his life, and his life was exhausted. Since God gave him a second chance, he must live freely and brighter: "I will inherit the tasks that my father did not achieve, and I will definitely become the 'No. 1 hero in the world'."

"Ah?" Bai Wuxia was sighing at the last moment that his junior brother looked so good when he smiled. Suddenly he heard this surprising secret: "The teacher still has such ambition?"

In her impression, Shen Lang was a scholar who was gentle when teaching children to study. Even if they were drunk, they remained silent and never made trouble. They didn't realize that they still had such great ambitions.

"His name is Shen Lang, he should have it!" Shen Yuanjing took a sentence that Bai Wuxia couldn't understand. She muttered "Strange" and asked, "Junior brother, since the teacher has left, it is not convenient for you to be alone, otherwise you can move to the mountain."

"No, senior sister, I want to keep mourning for my father for half a year." There is also a saying in this world that filial piety is short as long as three months, three or even ten years. Of course, most people don't care much about this in the world where martial arts is the most respected. However, Shen Yuanjing is a scholar and still attaches great importance to this rule.

"Okay, I know!" Bai Wuxia was a little helpless. This sixth junior brother has always been like this. After four years ago, he went up the mountain to study and practice martial arts with everyone every morning. He must go home at night and never stay overnight: "But you are only fourteen years old after all, and I am a little worried about keeping you here."

"Sister Sister, don't worry. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child and have learned martial arts from my master for several years. I can't do anything to me." Shen Yuanjing put down the bowl, pointed to the sword hanging on the wall, and said, "Besides, who dares to attack the disciples of Baiyumen around Yuehe Town?"

"Yes, although we are not a big sect, we are not worthy of being arbitrary on this acre of three-point land." Bai Wuxia was convinced immediately.

Baiyumen was founded by Bai Wuxia's father Bai Zhanhu more than 20 years ago. When Bai Zhanhu was a teenager, he was the only one who escaped, begged for thousands of miles, and caught the invasion of the Donghu and joined the army.

After a fierce battle, Bai Zhanhu made great contributions and refused to promote his superiors. He escorted a robe's ashes to Yuehe Town with several secret books and silver money from his military merits. After the elderly mother who raised her robe returned to the mountain, she married the daughter of the local merchant Liu family, and took root.

At first, Baiyu Mountain Gate was just a breeding farm. Bai Zhanhu learned the skills of raising pigeons from his comrades, so he circled an unknown mountain in Yuehe Town through the government.

The so-called white feather is a white dove. In this world, pigeons are divided into white doves and black doves.

A black pigeon has a strong body and is persevering. He must present a passage of words even when he is hungry, which is for the carrier pigeon.

The white pigeon is fat, fat, and is scattered. After eating and drinking, the "gugugu" sounds like a "gugugu" sound that he has exhausted his strength and refuses to move. This is for the meat pigeon.

What Bai Zhanhu learned was the breeding skills of meat pigeons. The pigeons raised were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fat but not greasy; when stewed, the meat was crispy on the bones, rotten but not dispersed.

Soon the Bai family's meat pigeon became famous far and wide, and naturally more people made up their minds. Bai Zhanhu showed more than one level of skill, shocking the bullies and gaining peace.

Faced with more and more apprenticeships, he simply opened the mountain gate on Baiyu Mountain. Over the past ten years, the inner disciples have been strictly enrolled, including Shen Yuanjing. However, there are many outer disciples, distributed in Yuehe Town and even in the county.

In a place where remote and large forces like Qingshui County disdained, Baiyu Sect became the largest martial arts sect.

With this premise, Bai Wuxia naturally became worried. Before leaving, she seemed to remember something: "By the way, Junior Brother Six, you have been here for several years, and we seem to have never tried it before. Find some time to practice?"

“There will be a chance!”

...

After sending the senior sister away, Shen Yuanjing sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice Mingyu skills.

He couldn't help but be grateful that the former master of his body had laid a solid foundation, and he was very skilled in the basic internal skills and basic swordsmanship from the Wang family, and also understood the various knowledge systems related to martial arts. After obtaining the Mingyu Gong, he could tell at a glance that various professional or obscure nouns were included.

I remember that Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng finally stole the Nine Yin True Sutra, but they couldn't understand the Taoist terms in it. They practiced the fierce and sharp Nine Yin Divine Claws into the Nine Yin White Bone Claws with a strong ghost energy. Mei Chaofeng was even more incapable of being able to practice behind her, and she almost suffered from her body.

After a long journey of Zhou Tian, ​​Shen Yuanjing was happy to find that Ming Yugong had already begun. It seemed that his qualifications were really good, otherwise even if his foundation was solid, he would not have made such rapid progress.

As for the four sword techniques, he was surprised to find that the Thirteenth Style of Qingfeng, which he had little impression of, was the most difficult to practice. With his current knowledge and martial arts background, he could see it in a fog and unpredictable way.

The sword technique of Baiyun City Lord is flawless and Wuque is in the sky. Ximen Chuxue's sword technique is colorful and cold. Only 7749 hands, the returning Fengwu Liu Jian is tall and clear, but it is also swaying and is a sword technique on earth.

Shen Yuanjing buried Shen Lang and Wang Wanrou together on the top of a small hill, and the tombstone faced the moon river that was surging day and night at the foot of the mountain.

He built a house next to him, either sitting quietly like a bright jade or walking on the moon to keep fragrance.

When practicing sword in the morning and practicing sword in the evening, life is extremely regular, as if it is like hitting screws on assembly lines in the previous life, day after day.

At first, Bai Wuxia was worried that he was bored alone, so she came to check it out every few days. Later, she saw that he was happy, so she reduced the frequency and gave supplies once every seven days.

In a blink of an eye, from spring to autumn, half a year passed.
Chapter completed!