Yanyulou

At sunset, Qin Grace walked out of the pharmacy.

Half an hour later, Li Ziye was carried out of the pharmacy.

How to describe it?

The word dead dog may be the most appropriate.

The people in the Li family were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe. It was the first time they had seen the young master so miserable in so many years.

After Li Wanwan and Li Youwei heard the news, they all rushed to Li Ziye's room.

And the doctor in the mansion.

"Young master just fainted from pain, nothing serious."

After probing Li Ziye's meridians, the doctor in the mansion said.

Hearing this, Li Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little brother."

Li Youwei sat by the bed, looked at Li Ziye who was unconscious on the bed with distressed expression, and felt angry towards Qin Grace in her heart.

This Qin Grace is really hateful, can't she use a gentler method to clear the meridians for the little brother?

Seeing that Li Ziye was fine, Li Wanwan and the doctor left in the room, only Li Youwei stayed by the bed until late at night.

"Miss Youwei."

In the dead of night, Li Ziye woke up, barely opened his eyes, saw the woman beside the bed, and called softly.

"Little brother, you're awake."

Li Youwei showed a look of joy on her face, and asked with concern, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Li Ziye pretended to be relaxed, and said, "Miss Youwei, it's too late, you should go back and rest."

"No hurry, I made you your favorite lotus seed soup."

Li Youwei got up, brought a bowl of lotus seed soup from the table, and immediately fed it to the former little by little.

Li Ziye ate the lotus seed soup silently, feeling a little sour in his heart.

In this Li Mansion, if anyone said who treats him best, it must be his elder sister.

Even Lao Li, his own father, is often inferior to him.

Moreover, over the years, most of the Li family's business has been managed by his elder sister, which is very hard work.

On the contrary, he, the son of the Li family, has nothing to do all day long, except eating and drinking, and dreaming of unrealistic sword fairy dreams.

To be honest, he felt very sorry for his righteous sister.

"Miss Youwei."

Li Ziye opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

"Rest early and stop thinking about it."

Li Youwei seemed to see what the former was thinking, and said softly, "As long as you can be happy, elder sister will be happy."

After finishing speaking, Li Youwei didn't stay any longer, got up and left the room.

In the room, Li Ziye lay quietly on the bed, with a firmness in his heart that he had never felt before.

He knew that with the current situation of the Li Mansion, the imperial court had already begun to attack the Li Manor. With the current strength of the Li Mansion, it was still unable to truly compete with the imperial court.

However, if the Li family can produce a sword fairy, the situation will be very different.

So, no matter how hard it is, he must persevere.

The people he wants to protect are all in the Li Mansion, no matter what, he can't let the Li Mansion decline.

After a sleepless night, Li Ziye got up from the bed at dawn the next day.

At breakfast, Li Ziye couldn't even pick up the vegetables with his hands, and was trembling. Obviously, the shattered meridians had not fully recovered.

"Little brother, don't worry."

Li Youwei brought all the food in front of her and comforted her.

"Ah."

Li Ziye nodded, buried himself in a few mouthfuls of food, and left.

"What happened to Midnight?" Li Wanwan asked puzzled.

"Little brother's thoughts are heavier than we imagined." Li Youwei sighed softly.

Not far from the lake, in front of Qin Grace's room, Li Ziye came, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Master Fairy."

With a creak, the door opened, and Qin Granny looked at the person in front of her, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

"I'm fine, I can continue." Li Ziye said with a smile.

Qin Grace glanced at the former, and said calmly, "Your meridian has not fully recovered, are you sure your body can hold it?"

"Sure." Li Ziye nodded with certainty.

"Let's go then!"

Qin Grace said something lightly, then walked out of the room and walked towards the pharmacy.

Li Ziye followed without any hesitation.

After half an hour.

In the pharmacy, the shrill cry sounded again.

No one can bear the pain of broken meridians.

However, Li Ziye, whose heart is as firm as a rock, persisted desperately.

By the lake, Zhang Sloppy drank the wine in the altar silently. This time, he did not gloat.

The Li family's midnight was indeed beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that the boy would retreat after experiencing the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow yesterday.

Unexpectedly, Li Ziye had such a hard bone.

Half a day later, the door opened.

Qin Grace walked out with thin sweat on her forehead.

"Master Fairy."

In the pharmacy, Li Ziye's voice came out, and today, he did not pass out.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Grace stopped and said calmly.

"You, won't you teach me the sword?"

Li Ziye said wearily.

"You, can you still stand up?"

Qin Grace asked.

"can!"

Li Ziye replied.

Qin Grace nodded and continued walking forward without saying a word.

In the pharmacy, it took a full half an hour for Li Ziye to barely walk out. After taking the medicine bath, his clothes were neatly dressed, his long hair was tied behind his back, he was a handsome young man with an extraordinary temperament.

By the lake, Qin Grace was already waiting. Seeing Li Ziye approaching, she asked, "Sword, what is it?"

"The king of a hundred soldiers." Li Ziye replied.

Qin Grace frowned and said, "No, answer later."

"The sword is the king of soldiers." Li Ziye replied again.

"No, answer again!"

Qin Grace's tone was obviously much harsher, said.

Li Ziye was silent for a long time, then said slowly, "The sword is a murder weapon!"

"Not bad!"

Qin Grace nodded, and in an instant, the breath around her body changed, the sword energy oscillated, and waves suddenly appeared on the quiet lake.

"The sword is a murder weapon, so no matter how exquisite the move is, it has only one purpose in the end."

While speaking, Qin Grace held her right hand empty, and suddenly, in the room not far away, an ancient sword pierced through the air.

Qin Grace held the sword, swung it across, and in an instant, the sword was full of energy, and it cut through the lake with a bang.

By the lake, Li Ziye looked at this amazing sword, even though it was not the first time he saw it, he was still very shocked.

"The essence of a sword is fast, accurate, and concentrated, while the essence of a sword move is nothing more than a swing, a slash, or a stab."

Qin Grace explained calmly, "From today onwards, you only need to practice three strokes, swinging, chopping, and stabbing, a thousand times a day, no one less, until you draw the sword, without any redundant movements, without any errors, completely Become the instinct of the body."

"Yes!"

Li Ziye clasped his fists, saluted respectfully, and responded.

Seeing the boy saluting formally for the first time in front of her, Qin Grace relaxed a little, and said, "If you can practice to the level I mentioned, even if you still can't get through the meridians in the end, in this Great Shang Dynasty, except Among the few martial arts masters, no one can ignore your sword."

Not far away, Zhang Sloppy drank quietly without saying a word.

Qin Grace's words are indeed good, but there are only a handful of people in the world who can practice swords to such an extent.

Although the pie is not small, it at least gave this kid some hope.

By the lake, Li Ziye's confidence has grown a lot after listening to Qin Grace's words.

"This sword is called Qingshuang, and I can lend it to you temporarily."

Qin Grace handed the ancient sword in her hand to the young man in front of her, and said seriously, "However, every sword cultivator has his own sword, so you should find a sword as soon as possible, which truly belongs to you."

Li Ziye took the ancient Qingshuang sword, nodded slightly, and said, "Thank you fairy."

Qin Grace nodded, turned and walked away without further words.

Li Ziye stood by the lake and began to practice one move at a time.

"You actually lent him your sword. It seems that he is still different in your heart. I didn't expect you to recognize him so soon." Not far away, Zhang Sloppy took a sip of his wine and said.

"From the moment he walks out of the pharmacy, he has the qualification to learn sword from me." Qin Grace said lightly.

"Do you really think that he can embark on the road of martial arts?" Zhang Sloppy said seriously.

"do not know."

Qin Grace said calmly, "However, judging from his performance today, unless he is really dead, he will not give up."

"It's not right to be a good dude. What kind of martial arts is you asking for trouble?" Zhang Sloppy mocked lightly, without further words.

Qin Grace didn't say anything, she looked at the teenagers in front of her, everyone had their own persistence, perhaps, he also had something he wanted to protect, that's why he was so desperate.

On the west side of the day, on the shore of the lake, Li Ziye was still practicing sweat profusely, his clothes and hair were soaked and stuck to his body.

The meridians of both arms still haven't fully recovered, and every time I swing the sword, there is a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Vaguely, blood oozed out, staining the sleeves red.

"Little brother."

In the distance, Li Youwei looked at this scene and couldn't bear it, but she understood the younger brother's character and didn't step forward to stop him.

It wasn't until sunset that Li Ziye returned to his room in a daze after a thousand times of practice, and fell on the bed, even his consciousness had become blurred.

The sun was setting and the night was coming. By the lake, Zhang's slovenly eyes, who were about to go back to his room to rest, suddenly froze and looked towards the end of the night.

Master!

In the darkness, a young man in a silver-gray robe was approaching, with a stern expression, an unsmiling expression, and an icy breath that made people shudder.

"Second son!"

When the servants in the mansion saw the person coming, they were taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly saluted.

Li Qingzhi ignored it and walked directly towards the study.

By the lake, Zhang sloppy narrowed his eyes slightly.

Is this the legendary second son of the Li family? At such a young age, he has such a cultivation level.

study.

Li Qingzhi walked in and saluted respectfully, "Father, elder sister."

"Celebrate it."

Li Wanwan and Li Youwei became gentle when they saw the person coming.

"I don't know what the righteous father called Qingzhi to come back?"

Li Qingzhi said calmly.

"Let your eldest sister tell you."

Li Wanwan looked at Li Youwei who was on the side, and said, "Youwei."

"Ok!"

Li Youwei nodded, looked at the young man in front of her, and said, "Qingzhi, you already know about the Third Prince's visit to Yuzhou City. Do you know why he is here besides worshiping Qin Grace as his teacher?"

"I don't know." Li Qingzhi shook his head and said.

"Find out the reality of my Li family, and in the name of the royal family, try to meddle in my Li family's business."

Li Youwei said seriously, "The eldest grandson's family in the capital, the Shangmeng, and Yin's bank, these are the choices given to us by the third prince, and we have to choose."

Li Qingzhi was silent, and after a while, he asked, "What does elder sister want me to do?"

"In a few days, I will go to the capital to discuss business cooperation with these three companies. I want you to secretly send someone to destroy the relationship between these three companies. Can you do it?" Li Youwei said calmly.

Li Qingzhi thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Qingzhi, you can only send someone to do this, you are not allowed to do it yourself." Li Wanwan reminded him.

"Yes, adoptive father." Li Qingzhi replied respectfully.

"Go."

Li Wanwan waved his hand and said.

"Qingzhi will leave."

Li Qingzhi saluted, then turned and left.

Li Wanwan got up and walked to the study, looked at the back of the former, and sighed softly, "Qingzhi's temperament is getting colder and colder. In the future, if something happens to me, only you, Youwei, can restrain him."

"Father."

Li Youwei opened her mouth and said, "Although Qingzhi has resentment in his heart, he still cares about the Li family. Moreover, Qingzhi has no feelings for my younger brother."

"maybe."

Li Wanwan smiled wryly. He dared not say anything to others. Qingzhi would never have any good looks at Ziye's words.

Early the next morning, Li Zi practiced sword by the lake at night.

At this time, on the other side of the lake, Li Qingzhi in a silver-gray robe walked over.

Seeing the person coming, Li Ziye was about to speak when he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and subconsciously resisted with his sword.

At a distance of ten feet, in the blink of an eye, Li Qingzhi had rushed over, pointing with his right hand, breaking the sword-holding hand of the former.

Hearing a thud, Li Ziye felt a numbness in his right hand, and dropped the ancient sword in his hand.

"You can't even hold your own sword, waste material!"

Li Qingzhi said something in a cold voice, then turned and left.