Lou Xiaoyi chose a few more swordsmanship for himself. He chose them from Wen Guangfeng's Fanlou because he felt that the swordsmanship of the external sword was not very imaginative. It only focused on the engraving of the sword formation of the flying sword. As a result, the fighting style of the external sword was not very flexible. Once the flying sword was out, the opponent would probably know what you were good at, which was the worst thing in a battle.
Good swordsmanship should be unexpected! It should not be deliberately cloudy, but naturally unconstrained. In this regard, he coveted many of the swordsmanship of the Internal Sword. He had a sword spirit, so he could imitate many swordsmanship.
The key to learning swordsmanship was to learn the spirit of the sword. As for how to show it, it was not important.
Thinking, the key was to be able to do it casually. That was what he valued the most.
As for the main style of the swordsmanship, he did not intend to change it. The core of the external sword would never change! In this aspect, he could only strengthen it. There was no other way!
The only thing to change was that the sword could be heavy, but the person could not be heavy!
Remodeling the swordsmanship system was a long process. Once a person's habit was formed, it was hard to change it. He would always follow the old habits subconsciously. Even if he knew it was not perfect, he had to overcome it slowly.
He still had time!
It had been more than two years since he came to Green Sky. At this time, he could be said to have really settled down. He made some friends, got familiar with Xiao Mountain, and understood part of Green Sky. The key was that he had a relative understanding with Nan Zhenren, who was in charge, so he was not always on standby.
When he really settled down, it was time to solve some personal problems. Not his personal problems, but Senior Sister Yan Cheng's personal problems.
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Little Snow City was a small city more than three hundred miles away from Xiao Mountain. It was quiet and peaceful, standing aloof from worldly affairs!
Within the snowy region of Mount Xiao, there were not many mortal cities. The bitter cold made life inconvenient, so many young people did not want to continue living here. Those who could cultivate went to Xuanyuan City. Those who could not cultivate went to the south. There were more colorful mortal worlds there, but it was far more satisfying for the young people than a closed environment like Snow City.
Without external disputes, such a city had the conditions for population growth. Additionally, the outflow of population balanced the expansion of the city. It was a common phenomenon among the few cities around Mount Pyrolyte.
The Fang Clan's school was located in a small corner of the city. It was not big, but the small courtyard was well-organized, clean and tidy. In the courtyard, the scattered sounds of children reading could be heard. Although there were more than ten children sitting upright and still, there was not much of a reading atmosphere. It was a school, after all. In a place like the city, a school with more than ten children seemed too deserted.
Teacher Fang walked past the children with his hands clasped behind his back. If someone was lazy or not concentrating, he would hit them with the ruler. This was a common practice in all places that educated people in this world.
The old teacher was not young. He had passed the age of hearing and was in good spirits. However, he could not resist the erosion of time and was showing signs of old age. To have such a courtyard, life was not bad. If he was still teaching at this age, if it was not to make a living, then it could only be out of interest.
Although he was wandering around in the midst of the children's reading, and the ruler would occasionally hit the mischievous children, his mind was not here.
His son was going to go on a long journey tomorrow. As a father, he was very reluctant to let him go, but there was nothing he could do!
The Fang Clan's inheritance was difficult, and their bloodline was thin. In his generation, he was already the only son. Although his wife could bear children, the previous ones were all daughters. It was not until he was in his forties that he had a son.
His son was still quite capable, and did not disgrace the tradition of a scholarly family. Under his education since young, he could be considered to be successful in his studies. It was just that he was young and impetuous, and always had his own ideas. As an only son, he was basically like this. When he got married and started a family, he would naturally settle down.
The Fang Clan was a scholarly family. For hundreds of years, they had continued to pass on their knowledge. Although they did not produce any great scholars, they still had the pride of a scholar. If this was an ordinary family, they would be a family above others. However, in Qing Kong, the first place was always cultivation, followed by studying.
Just like his school, it was very difficult to recruit children of this age. Those who had some extra money would go to study in a school. Who would be willing to send their own children to study here? His few children here were just here to learn to read. They would not become blind when they grew up.
Of course, studying was better than not studying. However, the Fang Clan belonged to the true stream of the scholarly family. They did not study to become an official. In the snowy mountain area of Xuanyuan, there was no government system. His son studied to inherit the Fang Clan's school. This was the foundation of the Fang Clan's existence in this world.
His son did not reject teaching and this made him very happy. After all, he was a descendant of the Fang Clan. However, his son did not want to stay in this small town forever to teach. This was unacceptable to him.
Young people had no resistance to the outside world. If he just wanted to go out and see the world, he could still understand. He was also like this when he was young.
However, the problem was not so simple!
A few months ago, a caravan came to Snow City. It was a caravan of grassland people from the west. They sold things like fur and herbs. Although it was not common, there were always one or two caravans in a year, so it was not rare.
What made him angry was that this time, there was a coquettish grassland girl in the caravan. He did not know why, but after a while, she fell in love with his son!
He was his only son, and he was used to being arrogant. He did not want to get married early, so he turned a blind eye to it. He thought that when he was a few years older, he would naturally stop playing around. Then, with the Fang Clan's small reputation in Snow City, it would not be difficult for him to marry a lady from a noble family. However, he did not expect that the grassland girl would take his place!
Maybe it was because of the incomparable attraction of the exotic scenery, or maybe it was because of the pretentious style of the young ladies in the small town, which made his son feel disgusted. When he found out, his son was already inseparable from the girl, which made him very helpless.
This was not a big deal. At worst, he could just marry her. Although the land was grassland, the seeds were still the Fang Clan's. Even if he planted the snow lotus, he would not be able to become Hula Grass …
However, the next blow was too much for him. His son actually proposed to live in the grassland with the girl for a few years, and at the same time, to develop the Fang Clan's education plan in the grassland. This was unacceptable!
How many years was a few years? What if they gave birth there and did not come back? Would the family be separated like this? It was impossible for them to go to that place at such an old age …
The worst thing was that after the manager of Snow City heard about this, he strongly supported it. He said that supporting grassland education was the responsibility of every Central Plains person, and that it was the best way to communicate between the two clans, and so on!
If you are so kind, why don't you go!
However, the arm could not twist the leg. His son was enchanted by the grassland fairy, and with the support of the manager of the city, it was a foregone conclusion that he would go!
This was what he was worried about!
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