Ever since the people from Penglai Pavilion arrived, the entire Sword Sect seemed to have become much more lively.

But this excitement has nothing to do with Mingdai.

After returning to Qingfeng Mountain, she closed the door and lived a leisurely life of "restoring her injuries". During the day, she gave lessons to the young apprentices, and at night, she held adult night classes for the disciples of the Internal Affairs Hall. Her life was ordinary and fulfilling.

At the same time, the merit in her body was slowly rising.

When she first came here, Mingdai's body was still a little weak, and she could feel the pain of tearing her meridians from time to time, but now she is mostly healed.

Those merits were like glue, filling in the gaps and rejoining the broken meridians in her body. Although it couldn't be said how strong it was, at least it gave people hope.

Where there is hope, there is motivation.

It's like a mule and the carrot hanging above its head. Although I know it's not easy to eat, I can't help but want to try it.

Within a few days, several more people came to the cram school one after another. When Mingdai asked, she found that they all came after listening to the recommendations of other people.

"My senior brother/sister said that what you teach is very useful. I read their class notes and was really shocked! Please let me study with you!" After saying that, the disciples would always bow deeply and express their attitude.

Very sincere.

There are even some people who, in order to stay, usually apologize to her nervously and solemnly after saying the above -

"At the beginning, I should not have believed the rumors and had many suspicions and harsh accusations against Elder Tang. But don't worry, Elder, I have changed my mind. I hope the elder can ignore the past and give me a chance! If anyone talks behind my back again in the future, I will

Just slap him with a big ear-scratcher!"

Ming Dai: "... Just change your past and make a new start. There is no need to have a big ear." She teaches, not teaches or instigates violence!

To be honest, Ming Dai didn't understand why this group of sword cultivators were so interested in the audit class, but in line with the idea of ​​not giving up any student easily, she accepted them all no matter how many transfer students came.

Fortunately, at this stage, there is no such thing as "your parents think you should attend cram school, so you have to come". People who sign up to attend night school are all spontaneous, and they are particularly motivated in their studies.

But then again, when there are more people, everyone's time will inevitably conflict.

So Mingdai divided the night school students into two classes, one with classes 1, 3, and 5, and the other with class 2, 4, and 6. Except for the time arrangement, the lecture content and progress of the two classes were almost exactly the same.

When dividing the classes, Mingdai originally thought: In this way, the disciples can freely choose their lecture time according to their personal arrangements.

What she didn't expect was that when she stepped into the classroom the day after the class division was implemented, she actually saw many faces that had just appeared the day before.

Mingdai was stunned for a moment at first, almost thinking that her memory was confused, but when she looked up and took a closer look, she saw that the duplicate faces were actually only a few, and most of them had not been here yesterday. They were all sitting there honestly now.

Then wait for class.

So she looked at those people again and reminded them gently: "Did you miss something yesterday? Although we are now divided into Class 1 and Class 2, the teaching content of the two classes is exactly the same. There is no class yet.

, you can leave."

In her expectation, after hearing this, the disciples would leave, but unexpectedly they said in unison: "Elder, we all know what you said."

"But as the saying goes, review the past and learn the new. Even if it is the same content, you may get different results every time you listen to it, so elders, don't be surprised. We are actually here to review it."

Mingdai was greatly moved after hearing this.

But as a sword cultivator, as a sword cultivator who was heavily in debt, while she was moved, she soon realized that in addition to the above statement, there might be another very important reason——

There were so many spiritual stones in the last class, and there were still so many spiritual stones in the two classes. These disciples originally came from the Internal Affairs Hall, and are used to calculating carefully. If they don’t listen to the words over and over again, they always feel that they are losing money!

Ever since, the students in the adult class began to become more and more proficient.

Most of them are disciples of the outer courtyard. When they were young, they had neither obvious talents nor good family backgrounds. They usually worked in various chores. Compared with the disciples of the inner courtyard, they did not have any

So many learning opportunities.

They finally cherished the opportunity to sit down and study quietly.

Needless to say, listening to lectures repeatedly has almost become a basic operation for everyone, so much so that most of the time, I feel lonely even when I am divided into classes.

In addition, there are even people who go to Qingfeng Mountain to study by themselves whenever they have free time, staying there from day to night, eating some solid food to cope with it, and not going back until the evening self-study get out of class is over.

Mingdai had no choice but to bear it, so she simply packed up the main hall and turned it into a 24-hour study room.

If the funds were not limited, she would even want to ask Uncle Cai to find a reliable cook and set up a canteen for her down the mountain.

As a result, the cook was not found, but several assistants were picked up for nothing.

"What you're doing is wrong. That's not how this move is used."

During the break, a few little carrot heads were practicing the sword moves taught in Mingdai's class, but they were stared at by the young man who came in.

He first stood aside and watched for a while, and finally couldn't help but give a few reminders.

"The angle of drawing the sword should be like this, otherwise the spiritual energy will not flow smoothly. You can experience it with me."

As he said that, the disciple directly grabbed Yun Shi's wrist and led him to perform sword moves. The whole set of movements was so smooth that the little carrots next to him were stunned for a moment.

Even Xu Minyu, who was usually slightly hostile to the outsiders who took away his uncle, couldn't help but clapped his hands.

Xu Minyu: "Senior brother is amazing!"

The man let go of his hand and smiled sheepishly: "It's not that powerful, but I made the same mistake when I was practicing these moves."

Although his cultivation level is not high, after all, he has eaten so many extra years of rice, and it is more than enough to guide his junior brothers and sisters in the Qi training period. In this way, it can be regarded as reciprocating a favor.

After saying that, he looked at Yun Shi again.

"You are Elder Tang's eldest disciple, right? Have you just started practicing the left-handed sword?"

"Although I have never practiced left-handed swordsmanship, I have a junior sister who practices two-handed swordsmanship. I have done many moves with her before. It's normal to feel uncomfortable at the beginning of practice. You don't need to be so tight when holding the sword."

"..."

Yun Shi heard the words and raised his head to look at him twice. After a while, he nodded slowly and said a concise "thank you" in a deep voice. Although his attitude was still a little guarded, it was not as repulsive as before.

Seeing this, other people also leaned over to chat.

They come to Qingshan Peak for classes every day and often meet these little guys. However, these little guys seem to be very unaccustomed to contact with outsiders, so they have never been able to find a chance to talk to them.

Now is a good time to break the ice.

"Although I'm not very proficient in swordsmanship, I do have some experience learning the mind method..."

"Me too. I've been coming earlier lately. If you, my junior brothers and sisters, you don't understand anything, you can ask me and I'll try my best to answer it..."

Mingdai saw this scene from a distance and was inevitably touched in her heart.

Xiao Douding had actually mentioned the left-hand sword incidentally before.

But at that time, Mingdai didn't know about Yun Shi's right hand injury, so she just kept it in mind and didn't think much about it. It wasn't until the past few days that she dug it out of the corner of her memory.

Hence the current scene.

To be honest, when he first started practicing the left-handed sword, Yun Shi didn't have much confidence - even now.

After all, changing hands is equivalent to starting over, and since he is not young anymore, many things have become habits and it is very difficult to correct them.

The most important thing is that he is afraid that he will not be able to learn well even if he changes his hands, and will live up to his uncle's expectations.

Thinking of this, Yun Shi once again felt the pressure like drowning. Waves came one after another from all directions, making him breathless.

He subconsciously wanted to escape.

But after some hesitation and struggle, he finally raised his hand and knocked on Mingdai's door.

"Uncle Master..."

Ming Dai was correcting her homework when she heard the sound and raised her head.

"What's wrong?"

Yun Shi pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and stared at somewhere on the ground, not knowing how to speak.

Mingdai understood instantly: "Is it because of the left-hand sword?"

Yun Shi nodded silently.

Mingdai: "Is it difficult?"

She paused and said, "Just tell the truth."

Yun Shi hesitated for a moment and said honestly: "...difficult."

Mingdai: "Then do you want to give up?"

Yun Shi was startled suddenly.

give up?

Yun Shi was silent for a long time.

Ming Dai was not in a hurry, correcting her homework and waiting. It took a long time before she heard Yun Shi's slightly low voice coming from beside her.

"Uncle, I don't want to give up, but I feel very confused. I don't know if I can do it well..."

For the first time in his life, Yun Shi took the initiative to tell others about his inner worries and uneasiness. While he was nervous, he felt relieved at the same time.

He talked a lot intermittently, as if the flood that had been building up for a long time finally found the outlet and was out of control.

At the end of the sentence, he didn't know what he was talking about anymore, but his uncle didn't show any impatience, and instead handed him a glass of water.

Mingdai: "Don't worry, drink some water and then talk."

Yun Shi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he licked his chapped lips and took the cup with some embarrassment: "Thank you, uncle."
To be continued...