Chapter 49: Learning Sword with Me

  The mountain behind is steep and rarely visited. Last winter's heavy snowfall left a thick layer of snow, and now in February, the snow is hard to melt, making every step difficult.

  Yin Litian carefully made her way up the path, and from a distance, she saw two people under the snow pine tree in front of her. One was a small child wrapped in cotton-padded clothes and wearing a fur hat, and the other was a girl in blue and white Taoist robes, with a dustpan at her waist and a lotus flower crown on her head, dressed as a Taoist nun. Yin Litian couldn't help but stare for a moment, thinking to herself that her junior sister hadn't worn the crown when they left the mountain.

  Yao Guang looked down at the shivering little boy and said softly, "Qing Shu, if you want to learn sword fighting with me, it will be much more bitter than now."

  Song Qing Shu sniffled and loudly declared: "I'm not afraid of hardship!"

  Yao Guang stared at Song Qingchu for a while, seeing that his small face was red from the cold but with a determined spirit of "I must be able to do it", and couldn't help but laugh.

  "Alright, I'll teach you how to use a sword. Kneel down."

  Yin Litian's hearing was not bad, and when she heard these few words carried on the wind, she was even more stunned.

  Little Shifu teaching Qing Xuan how to read books is nothing, but if she also teaches him martial arts, that's a real master. She can make Qing Xuan kneel down, but...

  Yin Litian thought carefully, although she often saw her junior sister carrying that wooden sword, but had never seen her use it. Can she accept a disciple now?

  Song Qing Shu had heard Song Yuan Qiao's instructions earlier, and at this moment when he heard Yao Guang say that he wanted to kneel down, he didn't hesitate either. He bent his knees and knelt on the snow, and his calves were immediately buried in the snow completely. But when he lifted his head, he was stunned - there was no one in front of him!

  Song Qing Shu hastily turned his head, only to find Yao Guang a few steps away, apparently deliberately making way for the direction he was kneeling in. He couldn't help but ask in puzzlement: "Master...?"

  "Need not call me Master, I also do not intend to take you as my disciple. It is reasonable for a senior and junior master to teach you, just consider it as taking the place of your eldest brother to teach you. When I let you kneel, it was kneeling on the sword path, not kneeling to me. From now on, when you learn the way of the sword, you must be diligent and hardworking, do not betray the sword in your hand, do not kill indiscriminately, do not lose your will, do not slaughter fellow disciples, and do not assist evil. Otherwise, I will cut off the sword in your hand."

  Song Qing nodded obediently, although he was a bit bewildered, and stood up when Yao Guang gestured for him to do so. He thought to himself that he would go back and ask his father what this meant.

  Yao Guang looked at the peach wood sword in her hand that had accompanied her for many years, drew it out of its scabbard, focused her energy on it, and made a swift slash through the air.

  An invisible and colorless sword energy swept across the top of the snow-covered pine tree, and the accumulated snow on the top of the tree fell down neatly, as if it had been cut by something. The whole pine tree was shaken violently, and after a while, all the snow in the branches and leaves fell off, revealing a patch of dark green, but not a single branch or leaf was damaged.

  Song Qingchu stared at this scene like a miracle, stunned for half a moment, and opened his mouth to exclaim "ah" several times.

  Yao Guang returned the sword to its scabbard and handed the peach wood sword over to Song Qing, smiling as he said: "This is the first lesson I will teach you. Those who practice swordsmanship must remember that the essence of the technique lies in the person, not in the sword."

  Song Qingxue excitedly took over the peach wood sword, fiddled with it for a moment, and confirmed that this was just a wooden sword carved from wood. He looked at Yao Guang with an admiring gaze, nodding repeatedly.

  Is there anything more illustrative of the fact that swordsmanship lies in the person and not in the sword than this move by Yao Guang?

  A wooden sword also has such power, obviously not because of the sword itself, but because of the swordsman.

  Yin Liting watched this scene, her feet slipped and she fell into the snow, involuntarily thinking of what Fourth Brother had once said: "It's better for Little Shifu to not enter Jianghu, lest all the young heroes lose face..."

  This sword technique...

  After all...

  Yin Litian suddenly felt that his efforts on the sword were still far from enough, tempting and entwining, painful and loving wife TXT download.

  Song Qing Shu held the peach wood sword given by Yao Guang and looked at it repeatedly, saying with a smile: "Young Master, I will definitely take good care of this sword."

  Yao Guang smiled and said, "A sword is for using by people, not for sealing away. As long as you use it well, even if it breaks or shatters, it doesn't matter, I'll find another one for you. Until the day you master your sword skills, I will give you another sword, at that time..."

  She gazed at the snow-capped peaks, and in an instant, a blur appeared before her eyes, as if a mist was spreading out, and amidst the hazy fog, the silhouette of the Pure Yang Palace flickered in and out of sight among the white snowy clouds.

  In the past, Qingxu Zi led a young girl to Mount Hua and had her worship at the Pure Yang Palace, teaching her swordsmanship and Daoist magic...

  When she first glimpsed the sword path, Yu Rui had her kneel before the statue of their ancestor Lu Chunyang to make a vow, and then bestowed upon her the Jade Clear Mystical Sword.

  Earnest admonitions and urgent warnings.

  The teacher's kindness is profound and his intentions are sincere, how can I forget?

  Yao Guang looked dazedly for a moment, closed her eyes and shook her head. When she opened them again, there were only the peaks of Wudang Mountain in front of her, no longer what was there before.

  Song Qingxue found it somewhat strange that his junior uncle had suddenly become distracted, but he politely did not disturb him and quietly held the sword by his side. After a while, he heard his junior uncle let out a long sigh and said to him, "At that time, the sword and you were one entity, the sword was in the person."

  Song Qing Shu raised his head and saw that Xiao Shifu was quietly looking at him, so he nodded vigorously and said loudly: "I remember! The sword is one with me, the sword is where I am!"

  As long as the sword is present, the person is present; when the sword is broken, the person dies.

  The words of Yao Guang are so simple and easy to understand that any Jianghu person can easily comprehend them.

  Song Qing was still a child at that time and only felt that the sentence was very inspiring, making people's blood boil, but had not thought of the desolation and cruelty of the second half of the sentence.

  Yao Guang once said that if Song Qingxue lowered the sword in his hand, he would certainly cut off his sword belt, which meant taking his life - this deep meaning was only gradually realized by Song Qingxue several years later.

  Suddenly, Yao Guang felt an indescribable feeling rising to her heart. She couldn't help but think that when her master had made her take the oath in the past, was he also looking at her with the same emotions? When her master was teaching her in the past, was it also like this? Always thinking of her, worrying and anxious, fearing that she would mislead her disciples, and also afraid that her students would not have both talent and virtue. Tossing and turning, when she saw her own students making progress with her own eyes, was the joy and pride also the same?

  Yao Guang subconsciously curved the corners of his mouth, bent down and gently stroked Song Qing Shu's cheek, smiling: "Remember this sentence first, when your sword path is accomplished, it's not too late to say. Let's count the time, Master and Sixth Brother should be back about now, let's go to Zi Xuan Palace to welcome them."

  Song Qing Shu clapped her hands happily and laughed in response: "Great! With Eldest Master and Sixth Master back, the mountain will be more lively."

  Yao Guang bent down to brush off the snow on Song Qing's pant leg, then pulled his hand and they walked downwards. After a few steps, he saw a young man standing not far away in front of them, so he smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Sixth Brother, you're back."

  Yin Liting nodded, secretly relieved that she had already shaken off the snow on her body. She smiled and beckoned in response: "Just got back. Big Brother Shifu said you're at the back mountain, it's cold and slippery, Little Sister be careful."

  "What did you gain from your trip? Did Sixth Brother bring back any good news this time?"

  Yin Litian hesitated for a while before saying tactfully: "Uncle Ji has agreed."

  Yao Guang's eyes rolled, and she smiled with narrowed eyes: "Oh - 'Ji Old Hero' has become Uncle Ji? What great news! Congratulations to Sixth Brother Tianyuan, the fragrance of rice flowers in the fields is full."

  Yin Litian's face turned bright red, and she looked even more embarrassed under her little junior sister's gaze. She tried to say a few words with a straight face, but in the end, she suddenly turned around and muttered: "Little junior sister is really..."

  The words after "really" have already dropped to the point where they can't be heard clearly.

  Song Qing Shu only knew that Tai Shifu and Liu Shishu had gone out on a long trip, and had no idea what they were doing. Now hearing Xiao Shishu say it was good news, looking at Liu Shishu who didn't seem angry, then looking at Xiao Shishu who was smiling happily, following the principle that Xiao Shishu would never be wrong, he happily echoed: "Congratulations to Liu Shishu!"

  Yin Litian felt even more embarrassed, quickening her pace as she walked forward. She had walked a distance before remembering that she was originally worried about Xiaoshi and Qing Shu, so she hurriedly turned around to look for them. However, after searching with her eyes, she became even more stunned.

  A bean-sized girl held a boy's hand and walked slowly, her steps not big, but her footsteps light, the footprints on the snow shallow to almost unrecognizable.

  Yin Litian had long known that his junior sister was highly skilled in lightness kung fu, but he didn't know she had reached this level - Qing Shu's junior apprentice had just started practicing internal kung fu and wouldn't have any skill in lightness kung fu. It could be seen that the weight of the two was entirely borne by his junior sister. Even carrying a child, she was still as light as a swallow, with no artificial traces in her movements, looking very natural and carefree, just like taking a leisurely stroll. After observing for a moment, he found that Qing Shu's junior apprentice didn't show any surprise, holding his junior sister's hand and smiling while saying something in a low voice, which meant that Qing Shu's junior apprentice was already used to this.

  Yin Litian couldn't help but sigh.

  It seems that Qing Shu's lightness skills will also have to be taught by Little Martial Sister.

  It is said that when the little sister first created this set of light body skills derived from the Eight Trigrams, she wanted to name it "Lingxu Step". However, her master said that this step method seemed to be the Lingbo Micro-Step passed down by the Dali Duan family in the past. As time went on, this set of steps had also been lost in the Dali Duan family, and only saw written records, but no one had practiced it successfully. He had heard of this set of steps based on the Eight Trigrams before, but had never seen it with his own eyes.

  The little sister was not annoyed at all, saying that from ancient times to the present, many things were repeatedly discovered and forgotten by people. What she created today, how could one know that the ancients couldn't create it in the past? Since they both took the Eight Trigrams as their foundation, why not call it Lingbo Micro-Step?

  At that time, all the senior brothers had to admire her, and later everyone asked the little sister for guidance on the parts they didn't understand. Only after they figured it out clearly did they pass it on to their disciples.

  Yin Litian couldn't help but feel a mix of sadness and joy every time she saw her junior sister making progress. Now, seeing Qing Shu's nephew having a good chance of becoming the top student among the third generation of Wudang disciples, she felt that same emotion welling up again. A hundred feelings swirled together in her heart. It was no longer possible to compare with her junior sister, perhaps it had already become a settled matter. But if she were to be surpassed by her nephew, where would she put her face?

  As soon as the alarm clock rang, Yin Liting's mind, which had been confused and disordered due to his gentlemanly thoughts, suddenly cleared up a lot. He immediately made up his mind to seize the time to make up for lost lessons, lest one day Qing Shu Shizhong would bring a book to ask him questions, and he wouldn't be able to answer...

  Song Qing Shu quietly inquired along the way, and it seemed that he understood why Liu Shi Shu was so happy. His mother had passed away early, and Song Yuan Qiao had raised him by himself. At the age of three, he began to follow Yao Guang to read books, and unknowingly, he had placed all his affection and closeness towards his mother and sister on Yao Guang. Also, because Yao Guang took good care of him, he naturally had a kind of natural fondness for older women, thinking that they must all be like Xiao Shi Shu. At this moment, hearing that perhaps not long from now, there would be an additional "Ji Shi Shu" on the mountain, his heart was also very happy.

  Thinking of this, Song Qing asked casually: "Sixth Master wants to marry a wife, then... in a few years, will Little Master also get married?"

  Yao Guang was taken aback by the question.

  Yin Litian was also taken aback and directly retorted: "Little Shimei would never get married!"

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  Song Qingchu didn't quite understand what he read in "Lüshi Chunqiu", so he took the book to ask his father.

  "Dad, how does this sentence translate?"

  Song Yuanqiao: ……

  The next day, Song Yuanqiao went to bed early, and Song Qingxue held the book and turned it around in a circle, deciding to wait until tomorrow to ask Little Shu.

  This chapter is Chapter 49 of "Learn Sword with Me". If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends on QQ group and Weibo!