Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Chapter 447 Xiaoyao Sword Immortal, Train Ah Yan

Another half month, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Li Changqing and his party set off to leave Xinzheng and return to Xianyang.

Li Changqing, Zi Nu, Hong Lian, Nong Yu, and Mrs. Hu each rode in two chariots and horses, and followed the soldiers of the Qin State Posthouse to welcome the soldiers.

Ten days later, Li Changqing and his party returned to Xianyang.

Emperor's Mansion, Meilin Xiaoyuan.

Li Changqing was wearing a green shirt, a white cloak and a mink velvet shawl. He had slender temples and a face like a crown of jade.

There is heavy snow in the sky, the snow is pressing on the branches of plum blossoms, and the ground is covered with snow one foot.

Li Changqing blesses his soul and recites a poem:

"Mei Xue is fighting for the spring but is not willing to come down, so the poet puts up a pen fee to comment on the chapter."

"Meixu is three points less white than snow, but snow is less fragrant than plum."

The next moment, Li Changqing's earlobe moved, and a sound of breaking wind came.

Clang!

There was a sound of the sword, and a golden sword light galloped towards him, and a small figure flew five or six feet into the air in an instant, and his lightness kung fu and body skills were quite extraordinary.

With a petite body and a ponytail, the figure is petite and nimble. The Daiqing dress is swaying, and she is covered with mink clothes. With a straight stab with her right hand, the Liuli sword pierces a wintersweet tree in an instant, and the trunk is torn apart.

Wintersweet burst, snowflakes filled the sky, disturbing sight.

At this moment, the Liuli sword had pierced through the snowflakes all over the sky and reached Li Changqing, only three inches away from his throat.

clang!

Li Changqing came after the first, smiled lightly, bent the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and instantly clamped the tip of the glazed sword between his fingers, making it impossible for the comer to advance an inch with the sword.

buzzing...

The colored glaze sword hummed continuously, Ah Yan continued to instill innate qi, the cultivation base of the seventh-rank peak surged, and the famous sword golden colored glaze ignited, and the radiant sword energy was unstoppable.

Li Changqing smiled and said, "Ah Yan, if you sneak up on me as a teacher, you will get spanked."

Unknowingly, Ah Yan, who was less than three years old at the time, is now eight years old. It is obvious that he is a beauty, with a height of nearly 1.2 meters and a slender figure.

After four years of innate Qiankun Gong warming and nourishing the meridians and roots, Ah Yan practiced at the age of seven, and reached the third rank in one night, and reached the peak of the seventh rank in just one year. Such a talent can be said to be once in 300 years.

Li Changqing flicked his fingers, Ah Yan and Liuli sword flew upside down at the same time.

I saw Li Changqing poked his right hand, a plum branch in his hand, the warrior's aura had dropped to the seventh rank, and he said with a smile: "Come on, girl."

Ah Yan smiled mischievously, and swung his sword to kill: "Master, watch the move!"

swish, swish, swish

The Baiyun swordsmanship from Ah Yan's hands has a special charm, the glazed sword energy is blooming, the swordsmanship has already entered the room, and the ethereal dust is like the snow on the Tianshan Mountains, or like the clouds in the blue sky.

Delicate figure, small and nimble, graceful in lightness, and glazed sword energy blooms with cold and murderous intent.

Li Changqing swung his sword to block, and the wintersweet branch was used as a saber. He had just entered the seventh rank to fight against Ah Yan, pointing out the flaws in his disciple's swordsmanship.

Duo duo duo... Liuli sword hit the wintersweet branch, and there was a low clashing sound.

After twenty moves, the wintersweet branch in Li Changqing's hand pulled, stuck, pulled, rolled, twisted and twisted, and easily snatched the glazed sword.

Li Changqing waved his arms, and the glazed sword stuck to the wintersweet branch flew out. The sword body sank two feet into the trunk of a wintersweet tree, and penetrated the trunk instantly.

Ah Yan wanted to move, but in the next moment, Li Changqing's afterimage was heavy, and the wintersweet branch had already touched Ah Yan's fair neck.

The little girl raised her head, her small face was aggrieved, and her small eyes said anxiously: "Master, you don't love Ah Yan anymore."

Li Changqing's internal strength was shaken, and the wintersweet branches instantly turned into powder. He smiled wryly, "You girl, every time you lose, you feel wronged, and you even cry in front of your Auntie Zinu and Auntie Mingzhu."

Li Changqing felt dizzy for a while.

Zi Nu, Yan Ling Ji, Chao Banshee, Hong Lian, Nong Yu, and even Shocking Salamander, although they reluctantly accept Li Changqing's flirtatious, but this is just created by the concept of the times, it does not mean that they have no dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Ever since, Ah Yan's crying gave them a reason to blame Li Changqing, and they all "loved" Ah Yan in the united front, telling Li Changqing that this is wrong and that is not right.

"Why-!"

Li Changqing looked at the aggrieved face of Ah Yan, but his eyes were gliding, and thought: "Forget it, Ah Yan is a little girl, an eight-year-old apprentice, what evil thoughts can she have?"

唰

A beautiful figure swept through the sky!

At this time, Nongyu was wearing a light yellow dress, and she walked up to Ah Yan, pinched Ah Yan's delicate face, and said dotingly, "Ah Yan, what's wrong with this?"

"Have you been taught by your master?"

Ah Yan shook his head, lost his voice and said: "Aunt Nongyu, it has nothing to do with the master, it is Ah Yan who is not good, it is Ah Yan who is too stupid. A set of Baiyun swordsmanship is always bad, and he is not worthy of being the heir of the sword fairy."

Li Changqing: "..."

Nongyu stroked Ah Yan's head, looked at Li Changqing, and said with beautiful eyes, "Brother Li, Ah Yan has worked very hard."

"Two years of martial arts practice, the peak of the seventh rank, the peerless swordsmanship of Baiyun swordsmanship, such a root, such a savvy, there is no second person in Kyushu, are you being too strict with Ah Yan?"

A Yan said aggrievedly: "Yes, master, he is just a little swordsman who has practiced martial arts for two years."

Li Changqing: "..."

Taking a deep breath, Li Changqing asked, "Nongyu, what's the matter?"

Nongyu held Ah Yan's hand and said, "Sister Zi Nu asked me to ask you to have dinner with Ah Yan."

Li Changqing nodded and said, "Let's go."

Nongyu and Ah Yan went first, comforting the little girl and said: "Don't worry, Aunt Nongyu will tell you Aunt Zi and the others about this later, and let them help you teach your master a lesson."

"Yeah..." Ah Yan nodded and said: "Master is too hateful, always fierce Ah Yan."

Li Changqing has black lines all over his head.

Nongyu, Zinu, Mingzhu, and Lingji are so intelligent, how can they fail to see Ah Yan's spooky elf, they are just so happy, firstly, it is an interesting story in the life of the big family, and secondly, it can take the opportunity to complain about Li Changqing.

Moreover, Li Changqing asked himself that he was not qualified as a master. Ah Yan practiced martial arts for two years, and the time he accompanied him was at most three to five months.

It's no wonder that the little girl Ah Yan feels wronged and deliberately "adds confusion" to herself.

However, Li Changqing also enjoyed this kind of chaos.

Generally speaking, whoever complains the most during the day will receive Li Changqing's intensive care at night, gradually forming a tacit understanding, a tacit understanding between husband and wife.

For example, yesterday, the trendy banshee deliberately complained the most during the day, implying Li Changqing.

So last night, the trendy banshee was taken care of by Li Changqing.

Li Changqing lived a happy life. He didn't go to court or lead the army. He practiced kung fu every day, taught and trained Ayan, followed Nongyu to play the piano, Guanyan Lingji, and Mrs. Mingzhu's graceful dance, and taught the women's mind and swordsmanship.

Occasionally, Feixuege Xueji and Xuenv's master and apprentice come to visit. A pair of peerless beauties and a pair of white jade beauties often visit, which is pleasing to the eye.

Time passed day by day, and before I knew it, it was the rainy season and the spring plowing season.

On this day, Li Changqing received a letter.

Letter from Concubine Yan.

Li Changqing knew that Concubine Yan had passed the test, and that the opponent of the second level of the Innate Qiankun Gong must have realized the true meaning, and the concept of martial arts has been improved to a higher level, and the cultivation base must also be slightly improved.

"You can go north..."