When Chen Chuan came back in the car, he always had the feeling that this arrest operation seemed to be a child's play, and there might be something hidden behind it. However, this was not something he could solve now, so he didn't get too entangled in it.

After returning to school, he continued training.

Although the mission was interrupted here, he believed that no matter how the matter developed, he needed to have the ability to solve it when it came.

Nowadays, although his understanding of Jinfa is in depth, it has also entered a period of calm, so he also spends part of his time to strengthen the training of sword moves.

After the holiday in mid-November, Cheng Zitong examined him and concluded that the alienated tissues in his body were not growing at an accelerated rate for the time being.

I think we can observe it for another ten days or so. By the end of the month or mid-December, we will almost be able to clearly know the subsequent changes.

Cheng Zitong was temporarily relieved at this time. He sat in the living room, took the thermos cup and took a sip of tea. He asked Chen Chuanhuan: "I have seen you practice sword skills diligently these days?"

Chen Chuanchuan: "Yes, teacher, the student just has a question to ask. The student feels that this knife is a bit strange, and it seems that special techniques are needed to use its true power."

Cheng Zitong looked at him in surprise and asked, "Did you feel it yourself?"

Then he laughed and said, "My question is redundant. As an Enlightenment sect, it is normal for you to feel this. However, even if you are an Enlightenment sect, it is impossible for one person to figure out how to use it until you reach a certain level. Well,

, don’t worry, the teacher will find a proper practice method for you."

He was thinking about this in his mind. After coming out of Chen Chuan, he drove to the school teachers' residential area. More than ten minutes later, he arrived in front of a garden house. He parked the car and knocked on the door.

, the gatekeeper recognized him and said politely: "It turns out to be Manager Cheng, please come in quickly."

After Cheng Zitong entered, he asked casually: "Where is Senior Brother Qiao?"

"Teaching new apprentices in the backyard."

Cheng Zitong shook his head and said: "My student still shows up in class anyway. His apprentice only went there once at the beginning of the school year and has never appeared outside since then. He really only has a name."

As he spoke, he passed the front hall and followed a cobblestone path through an arch. A large lotus pond was revealed in front of it. Although it was autumn, there were still several standing lotus plants.

Here you can see diagonally opposite the lotus pond, there is a spacious and enlarged waterside pavilion. Inside, there is a little old man wearing a retro double-breasted robe, giving instructions to a disciple. The disciple is handsome, about sixteen or seventeen years old, and is wearing

It’s Wu Yi’s training uniform.

He walked around the corridor beside the lotus pond and entered a flower hall. After walking a while, he arrived outside the waterside pavilion and said, "Brother Qiao, I'm here to see you."

Senior Brother Qiao ignored him and was still concentrating on teaching his disciples to set up a stake frame. Nariko passed by to take a look and waited on the side.

After a while, Brother Qiao let his apprentice practice by himself, then walked to the flower hall and asked his entourage to make tea. He sat down on the main seat and said, "Sit down, you won't come to my place if you have nothing to do, and I won't be polite to you.

Tell me, what's the matter?"

Cheng Zitong was also not polite to him. He sat down at the guest seat and said: "My student is practicing swordsmanship now, but he lacks suitable swordsmanship. I thought that my senior brother had a family manual of swordsmanship, so I asked him to come here."

Already."

Qiao Linhu took a look and said: "This is your student, not your apprentice, why are you so concerned about it? And it requires sword skills, which are also available in the academy. What is there to worry about with my outdated thing?"

Cheng Zitong said: "If it's just general sword skills, I've taught them all, so I can't trouble my senior brother. Didn't Mrs. Ni recently give me a sword as a student? So I thought I had to get my senior brother's sword skills to use it well."

Qiao Linhu raised his thick gray eyebrows and said, "Prohibited weapons?"

Cheng Zitong said: "What age are we in? Weapons are still banned. Does anyone care about this now?"

Qiao Linhu thought for a moment and said, "I can give you the sword manual..." He stretched out his hand to signal Cheng Zitong to wait, and said, "You can't just give it to me." He pointed two fingers at the water pavilion outside, "I want this from you.

The student will serve as my apprentice for three years."

Cheng Zitong suddenly became unhappy and said: "Senior brother, this is not the past, why are you still doing this thing of personal dependence? What? My student is inferior to your apprentice?"

Qiao Linhu shook his head and said: "You still have to abide by the rules. The rules set by Master cannot be broken in my hands. Besides, you have to keep a close relationship in everything. Only after you become my disciple can I give him something."

Cheng Zitong said: "What you are saying is that you are a disciple. The old man's stuff should have been thrown away long ago."

Qiao Lin Hu Youyou said: "Go and tell the master. If the master says you can throw it away, then I will throw it away without saying anything, otherwise I have to follow the rules."

Cheng Zitong said: "I said, this is your family's sword manual, senior brother, and it's not the old man's. Why do you stick to those broken rules? Senior brother, are your apprentices ready to practice Jinzhu now? You need a lot of good medicine, I can help.

He got it cheaply."

Qiao Linhu said: "Your senior brother, I still have some savings, and it is more than enough to teach an apprentice. The sword manual is indeed mine, but the rules are passed down from generation to generation. Master abides by it. If you come down, I will abide by it. In the future, my apprentice will continue

Keep it, it must not be broken."

Cheng Zitong knew that it didn't make sense, so he said, "Come on, I'm here for nothing, but..." He turned around and said, "Brother, don't regret it in the future."

Qiao Linhu said: "Are you saying that your student is better than my apprentice? Then we will wait and see, but let me put it here, even if he is better, my rules will not be broken."

Cheng Zitong picked up the briefcase and said, "Okay, I'm leaving."

Teacher Qiao said: "Junior brother, do you want to leave after eating?"

"I'm so angry."

Cheng Zitong walked outside and took a deep breath. Looking at the tall buildings outside, he suddenly felt much more relaxed. He looked back and said, "Old rules? Hey, I, the student, was really right. They are all in a group."

I’m an old thing that’s obsessed with the past era. I can’t find it here, and I can’t find it anywhere else?”

In the evening, Cheng Zitong came to Chen Chuan's dormitory again. After entering, he took out a yellowed and old sword manual from his briefcase and said, "Take a look."

Chen Chuan picked it up and saw that it was still a vertically written manuscript, which seemed to be from eighty or ninety years ago.

Cheng Zitong said: "When I found a sword manual of the old method, it had been hidden under the box for forty or fifty years and no one had touched it. If I had not mentioned that their ancestors had such a thing, they would have forgotten it themselves.

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Chen Chuan asked: "Teacher, is this expensive?"

Cheng Zitong said: "Fifteen yuan a book, it is of high quality and low price. I paid for it with one hand and delivered it with the other hand. It also saved me a favor. Only some old guys who stick to the rules still regard these things as treasures."

He gestured with his chin, "The sword moves are not important here, the main thing is the strength of the sword. You can try to practice it. If it is not suitable for me, I will look at it. If you are not satisfied, I will find another one."

Chen Chuanchuan: "Can the teacher find anything similar?"

Cheng Zitong said: "Then you underestimate the teacher too much. In this era, sword manuals cannot be eaten as food. If the teacher is willing to accept them and spread the word, he can collect seven or eight books in half a day.

In the early years, these energy methods were very unique, and they refused to be taught. But the less they were taught, the less likely they were to learn them. Now many of them have been passed down, and some poor descendants guard them and cannot eat or wear them.

It's better to exchange things for money and see, people will become more practical, unlike some people who cling to the old rules."

After Chen Chuan heard what he meant, it seemed that he was asking for sword manuals but didn't get them, so he was full of complaints. But since he could find these sword manuals, why did he ask people for them? Maybe the identity of that person was not simple?

He didn't think much about it. He took the knife manual and flipped through it for a while. Because there was something missing on the surface, he turned to the inside and found a simple and unpretentious name for Dao Jin: "Re-cutting Dao Jin?"

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Chapter completed!