I am a shooter

After drinking the apprenticeship tea, Liao Qingxuan took out two manuals from his arms and said:

"Xiao Shu, this is the Thirteen Styles of the Tyrant Sword and the Phoenix Flute Sutra that I practiced. If you have any questions, you can ask Qingyi. I will test you once a year."

Before Ning Shu could react, Liao Qingxuan handed Ning Shu two books and turned away.

Ning Shu felt that her master was really aloof, but it might also be because he was repaying a favor to his father, so he felt that he was a burden to her and didn't say a word.

The assessment is once a year, does that mean we only meet once a year? Then isn't she just a temporary master? The one who really teaches me has become Sister Qingyi. It feels like the head coach in my previous life. After winning the championship, I became his student.

While Ning Shu was still kneeling and sighing, Qing Yi saw that she was still not getting up, so she came to her, helped her up and said:

"Xiao Shu, congratulations, you will be the third successor of Daofeng from now on."

When Ning Shu heard that it was the third one, which meant that he had two more senior sisters, he asked:

"Sister Qingyi, that means I have two more senior sisters, right? Where are they?"

Qing Yi's expression changed obviously, and he responded unnaturally:

"They have all left. Xiao Shu, I will show you around the sect and explain its rules to you."

In response to Ning Shu's question, Qingyi did not explain in detail. Instead, he changed the subject and took Ning Shu to show her around the sect, explaining the sect's rules and taboos to her.

After leaving the sect's administrative hall, Ning Shu only received an identity jade token, nothing else. This made her confused, and she asked the man in blue clothes beside her:

"Sister Qingyi, after entering the sect, is there only an identity jade token? Is there nothing else to receive?"

After hearing this, Qing Yi covered her mouth and laughed:

"Silly girl, you really know how to calculate. Our sect exchanges things based on contributions, or purchases them directly. The sect's disciples have to pay a certain fee every year, and most of the elders in the sect are hired from outside, so the expenses are huge. If every disciple was given resources, the sect would have gone bankrupt long ago."

Ning Shu then realized that this place was similar to the school on Blue Star. This really surprised her. It turned out that the sects in the novels of her previous life were all wonderful places in her imagination.

But at this moment, Ning Shu suddenly thought that it was possible that the Third Elder helped to pay for his tuition. If so, it was no wonder that the Third Elder was so cold to me. Thinking of this, Ning Shu still asked:

“Sister Qingyi, are my fees paid by the elders?”

Qing Yi smiled and shook her head:

"You don't have to pay any fees, as you are an elder disciple. The elders will cover all the expenses, and you can also enjoy some public training resources at a discount."

Hearing this, Ning Shu also guessed that it seemed that Master Qingxuan owed my father a big favor, otherwise he would not have accepted me as his apprentice.

As the two walked and chatted, they became more familiar with each other. Shaozong occupies ten mountains and is the largest female sect in Yunluo Country. However, in terms of combat strength, it can only be ranked behind, but the most powerful thing about Shaozong is its human resources;

Although Shao Sect is a female sect, almost all the ladies from the major families have entered the sect to practice. Therefore, over time, the mothers of many powerful people also came from the sect.

Therefore, Shaozong transformed itself from the earliest dependent sect to the current independent and special sect.

In Shao Sect, if a disciple is good-looking and talented, he or she will be the object of the sect's intensive training and be considered a superior person, because most of these people can marry a strong man in the future.

If one has good looks but poor talent, he is still an average person, and with the support of a sect, he can marry a good partner.

If one has no good looks but good talents, he is just an average person, because when encountering dangerous tasks, this kind of people are still needed to help.

But if one's looks and talents are average, then he is an inferior person.

However, within the sect, even the lower class is better than the ordinary people outside, especially women. Therefore, even if the annual fee is high, there are still a large number of women who come to sign up. The halo of being a disciple of Shao Sect is equivalent to the gilding of Blue Star in the previous life.

But you can't get in just by having money. In recent years, as Shao Sect has become increasingly powerful, it has also been subject to many restrictions. Therefore, the number of people who can enter the sect each year is limited.

Along the way, Qingyi kept explaining to Ning Shu the precautions of the sect. There were people from all the forces in the sect, and the situation was complicated. Ning Shu summed it up in one sentence: go out less, don't go out at all.

After a long time, Qingyi took Ning Shufei back to the place where the third elder was, Shaozong-Diyin Peak. After a circle, Qingyi said to Ning Shu:

"By the way, Xiaoshu, the most important thing for you now is to seize the time to practice. In this world, no matter where we women are, we must be strong to have the right to choose. So don't think too much about other things. I told you about the situation in the sect because I hope you can stay away from them."

After a conversation, Ning Shu felt very good about Qing Yi, especially her theory that women should become stronger, which was deeply appreciated by Ning Shu. So when Qing Yi gave her instructions, she responded gratefully:

"Okay, thank you Sister Qingyi. I think what Sister Qingyi said makes a lot of sense. And Sister Qingyi is so cool!"

Qing Yi was fine after hearing the first half, but suddenly heard a "Shua", and then he asked in confusion:

"How can you say you are so stupid, girl? You should say it's really good."

As he said this, he tapped Ning Shu's little head.

Ning Shu then realized that this was not Blue Star and that he had to be more careful in the future. He quickly explained:

"Sister Qingyi, 'Sa' is the dialect over there, which means being very heroic and free and easy."

Qing Yi smiled and said:

"You're quite an interesting girl."

Flying to the middle of Diyin Peak, Qingyi said to Ning Shu:

"Then we'll stop here for today. I'll be here to teach you in the next few days. Go back and study the two exercises carefully today. We'll officially start tomorrow."

After watching Qingyi leave, Ning Shu returned to the house. Ning Shu gathered his thoughts, opened the book, and prepared to learn the method practiced by Elder Qingxuan.

But the more she looked forward to it, the more helpless she became. As soon as she opened the book, she was stunned. It turned out to be a book of music scores and lines. Is this the method that the master practiced? Ning Shu was devastated.

If these two books are both methods of cultivation, then Ning Shu can easily find a truckload of music scores in the Blue Star Library, and go to the scrap yard near the elementary school and easily find a mountain of sword techniques.

There are only thirteen pages in "Thirteen Styles of the Tyrant Sword", and each page should represent a move. There are fewer and fewer moves as you go back, and there is only one line on the thirteenth page. But each page is full of lines, without any text or patterns, or at least some annotations or notes.

The other music score was even more difficult for Ning Shu. He had never touched a musical instrument in his previous life and simply could not understand it.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ning Shu took the book and looked at it up and down, left and right, and turned it over and over again, but she didn't find any other clues. She even almost took a fire to roast it to see if there was any hidden content. But she was afraid of being punished if she destroyed it, after all, she had just become a disciple.

However, Ning Shu had studied it many times and found nothing. In desperation, he put it next to his pillow and fell asleep early.

However, Ning Shu didn't know after falling asleep that the learning had just begun.

Ning Shu had just fallen asleep when the small black flower on her forehead began to flicker with a faint light. In the dark night, this faint black light scanned the two books like a scanner, and at this moment, in Ning Shu's dream, one picture after another quietly unfolded.

A blurry figure was holding a long sword with a scabbard. Just by standing there, he exuded the aura of being able to break through everything. It seemed as if the only thing between heaven and earth was this sword.

Swish, the blurry figure drew his sword in an instant, and the light of the unsheathed sword instantly filled the entire space around him, as if once the sword was out, it could sweep away all obstacles. This was the first move of the Tyrant Sword, the sword drawing move. As the scene flowed, the second move, the mountain splitting move; the third move, the rising dragon move... every move was demonstrated in the dream.

When the knife-wielding figure finished demonstrating the last knife, the picture was broken and a flute sound came. In Ning Shu's dream, a pair of hands and a flute appeared. Ning Shu could clearly see the lips blowing air under each note and the rhythm of the phone pressing.

A piece of information was transmitted into Ning Shu's consciousness, letting her know the essence of the "Phoenix Flute Sutra"; she then used the melody of the flute combined with the Phoenix breathing method to speed up the absorption of the elements and spiritual energy that matched between heaven and earth, and quickly improve her realm of cultivation.

The "Phoenix Flute Sutra" itself is a method of practicing fire attributes. It is very suitable for this fierce martial art when combined with the Thirteen Styles of the Dominant Sword.

The next day, Ning Shu woke up early. The dream last night was too strange. It seemed that it was the two secret books he had read yesterday. But the strange thing was that he could clearly remember all the scenes in the dream, and there was a strange sense of familiarity, as if he could restore the moves in the picture the next moment.

When Ning Shu came outside, he found that Sister Qingyi was almost at the courtyard. Qingyi also saw Ning Shu opening the door and said:

"Xiao Shu, come and eat something."

After Ning Shu finished eating, Qing Yi began to ask:

"Xiao Shu, did you read two books of martial arts yesterday?"

Ning Shu replied awkwardly:

"Sister Qingyi, I have read the techniques, but I feel like these two techniques are not right. Look, they are both like this, without a single word or picture."

Ning Shu took out his technique and complained to Qing Yi. However, Qing Yi did not rush to explain it to Ning Shu, but laughed at the side:

"Haha, you're so funny, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard."

Ning Shu was even more confused when he saw this. What happened to this Qingyi sister? Why was she laughing so exaggeratedly? He asked in confusion:

"Sister Qingyi, what's wrong with you? Did I say something wrong? Why are you laughing so exaggeratedly?"

By the time Qingyi finished laughing, Ning Shu was already so embarrassed that he dug out a villa on the ground with his toes.

Qing Yi did not rush to explain, but asked:

"Xiao Shu, how did you practice before? Haven't you ever come across a book of techniques that can be passed down through divine thoughts?"

When Ning Shu heard this, he really didn't know. You know, when his father taught him before, it was all passed on by word of mouth. His father demonstrated the boxing and kicking skills first, and then he learned them.

"Sister Qingyi, what my father taught me before were all the basics. He demonstrated it to me first, and then I learned it by myself."

Qingyi then realized that she was still a novice. It seemed that she had to be re-evaluated and not make a judgment based on just one or two pieces of information.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault just now. I didn't understand your situation clearly." Qingyi didn't want to offend this girl. After all, she was brought back by the elder himself, so she spoke again:

"It doesn't matter if you didn't know before. I'll briefly explain it to you. In fact, the swordsmanship that Elder Qingxuan gave you is actually a way of inheritance and recording. If you want to learn it, you must use your spiritual sense to sense it. Each move of the Thirteen Styles of the Tyrant Sword is recorded in the book in the form of knife marks. There are no fixed moves. It all depends on your understanding of the way of the sword. The other book, Phoenix Flute Sound Scripture, is actually Shao Zong's top-level fire-attribute practice. Of course, the basis is that you have to be able to play the flute and play the music score first."

Seeing Ning Shu nod, Qingyi spoke again:

"The upper level swordsmanship emphasizes artistic conception and is not bound by fixed moves. Let me demonstrate it to you first."

After saying that, Qing Yi took out a long sword from the wall of the small courtyard, prepared to demonstrate, and said to Ning Shu:

"Xiao Shu, watch carefully. Next, I will demonstrate the basics of swordsmanship to you in three ways: sword drawing style!"

I saw Qingyi holding the knife in his left hand, placing it in front of his chest, and holding the handle with his right hand. Suddenly, Qingyi's eyes focused, and he held the sheath at his waist with his left hand, and quickly drew the knife with his right hand and thrust it forward. A flash of knife light instantly split the stone pillar beside him.

“This is the first one!”

After saying that, Qingyi quickly put away the knife, held the scabbard with his left hand, bent his body slightly, and placed his right hand on the handle. This time, at the moment when Qingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, he leaned forward slightly, quickly pulled out the long knife with his right hand, and a flash of knife light flew out instantly, chopping the stone pillar into four pieces.

“This is the second one!”

After saying that, he quickly put away the knife, hung it on the right side of his waist, relaxed his body naturally, suddenly drew the knife quickly with his left hand, pressed the back of the knife with his right hand, and chopped it out instantly, hitting the ground and directly smashing the four stone pillars into rubble.

After Qing Yi demonstrated the three moves, he looked at Ning Shu and said:

“This is the third one!”

Qing Yi handed the long sword to Ning Shu and said:

"Xiao Shu, these are just three common methods. In fact, for those who have mastered the swordsmanship, the more advanced they are, the less they care about the moves. This is because only when you and the sword are still two parts do you need the help of moves. When you and the sword become one, you don't need to care about them."

After hearing this, Ning Shu agreed very much and thought to himself that he was indeed much more reliable than his father. Coming here was definitely a big step forward and brought him closer to achieving his goal of becoming a strong man.

Seeing Ning Shu nod, Qing Yi said:

"Xiao Shu, come and demonstrate!"

Ning Shu took the knife, thinking back to Qing Yi's demonstration, and followed suit, holding the scabbard with his left hand and drawing the knife with his right hand. It was the first method. However, the overturn came unexpectedly;

When Ning Shu was about to draw his sword, due to his young age, his entire body was not as long as the sword, and his short arms could not draw the sword at all, causing Qingyi standing beside him to laugh again. Ning Shu immediately defended himself:

"It doesn't count this time. I wasn't ready just now. Let's do it again, let's do it again!"

However, Qing Yi didn't buy it, and still stood aside, holding his stomach and laughing:

"Okay, okay, try again, hahahaha..."

Ning Shu was also embarrassed. He was just shocked by the sword skills demonstrated by Sister Qingyi and didn't notice that the sword was so long. He felt helpless when he saw Qingyi laughing. In that case, he decided to let Sister Qingyi see whether he could draw the sword or not.

At this moment, Ning Shu recalled the dream of last night, gently closed his eyes, and the Yin Yang Sutra in his body started to work automatically. He immersed himself in the mind and adjusted his breathing. A familiar and wonderful feeling suddenly surged into his body, and the long sword in his hand seemed like an extension of his arm.

The next moment, Ning Shu opened his eyes, grasped the hilt of the long sword with both hands, placed it diagonally to the side of the body, then leaned sideways, raised his left foot, kicked the scabbard away in an instant, at the same time bent his right leg, exerted force from his waist instantly, moved his body forward, and drew the sword with both hands.

The next moment, the whole courtyard seemed to have darkened, and the stone table and stone benches in the courtyard turned into rubble. The pile of rubble that had just been chopped by Qingyi became even more broken.

The yard was in a mess, the flowers and plants were cut into pieces, and there were several knife marks on the ground. The scene was extremely horrific.

The man in blue on the side was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. When Ning Shu drew his sword, his laughter stopped abruptly and turned into an expression of fear, which made it seem as ridiculous as he was just crazy and now as confused as he was now.

In a trance, Qing Yi seemed to see countless knife shadows attacking her, and a cold feeling covered her. At this moment, she exclaimed in her heart: This is actually the knife intent and the domain. This girl's talent in the way of the knife is simply terrifying, she is a monster.

Ning Shu, who originally wanted to continue, found that after using this move, her whole body was exhausted, as if the previous move had drained all her strength.