Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 162

[Chapter 162 You Won’t Reject Ximen’s Teaching, Will You?]

Ding Hao smiled and said: “I can only teach them for one hour a day, and the rest of the time, you will be responsible for the profiteer. Hey, say you, a guy who eats bones and sucks the marrow, won’t do good deeds for free, right? ? Must be the parents’ tuition fees, right?”

The profiteer’s face suddenly fell.

“Teacher Tianshu receives ten coins every month.” Huanhuan’s face still had tears on her face, still holding Ding Hao, smiling and exposing the lewd old man’s bottom line.

Ten copper coins, it’s not too much, and from the previous observations, this wretched profiteer is not perfunctory, but is indeed training the children very seriously. Although the method is a bit old-fashioned, it definitely works. .

Ding Hao looked at the wretched old man and said with a smile, “It’s alright, this time you are a profiteer with a conscience.”

“Damn, I have always had a good conscience, okay?” The profiteer rolled his eyes.

Ding Hao ignored his protest and said with a smile: “Okay, then it’s settled, starting from tomorrow, one hour before sunrise, I will come here to teach the children, and you will be in charge of the training for the rest of the time. Tuition fees…” Ding Hao thought for a while and said, “Don’t you receive ten coins every month? I pay for them, twenty coins per person every month, and you take good care of them for me.”

The profiteer wanted to say something, but when he heard the last sentence, his eyes lit up and he laughed, “Twenty coppers? Haha, okay, okay, there is no problem at all, Ding, don’t worry, I will take good care of them. , and definitely treat him as his own grandchildren.”

Ding Hao nodded.

At this time, more than 20 children were so happy that they didn’t know what to say. The little guys surrounded Ding Hao, screaming and jumping, as if they were about to fly.

After staying in the fenced courtyard for a while, Ding Hao got up to say goodbye and left the slum as the children waved goodbye reluctantly.

By the time they returned to the Qingshan East Academy Martial Arts House, the disciples’ morning exercise had ended.

In the morning, there is a basic herbal class by Ximen Qianxue.

Ding Hao put the little cute cat back to his house. He originally wanted to feed the little guy some milk he bought. Who knew that the little cute cat was a little princess sick. Although he looked hungry, he didn’t care about any milk. Gu, refused to take a sip, Ding Hao had no choice but to leave it at his residence temporarily and hurry up to go to class.

During class, Ding Hao found that this beautiful imperial sister really didn’t care about him anymore. He didn’t even look at him in class, and he seemed to be still angry.

Ding Hao was also at ease, and began to follow the knife ancestor in his mind to learn various herbal medicine knowledge.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ding Hao began to wander around the world again, all kinds of distractions.

The time for one class is over in a blink of an eye.

Leaving the Wushe after class, when Ximen Qianxue passed by Ding Hao, she snorted coldly and walked away with a cold expression.

“Hey, Senior Brother Ding, what did you do to Teacher Qianxue? Or did you reject Teacher Qianxue’s courtship? Why did Teacher Qianxue’s attitude towards you suddenly change?” asked with gossip.

“Reject you, big-headed bastard.” Ding Hao slapped the gossip man on the forehead.

The other disciples all laughed.

Li Lan glanced at Ding Hao outside the crowd, her eyes strange, and she didn’t know what she was thinking.

The day passed quickly.

In the actual combat class in the afternoon, Ding Hao was once again used by the black-bellied male chief instructor, Wang Juefeng, with the shameless excuse of “Itching his fist, others are vulnerable to a single blow. He found out for a fight and beat him hard.”

After dragging his body back to his residence, Ding Hao found the little cute cat lying quietly on his clothes, curled up into a small snowball and fell asleep.

The bright moonlight shines in through the window lattice, and shines on the little cute cat, reflecting the crystal white dim light, which looks mysterious and holy, as if it makes the whole room more comfortable and fresh.

Ding Hao watched for a while, then returned to the living room, sat cross-legged in the futon, and started his homework every night.

First, he used exercises to heal the bruises on his body, and then used the “Tai Xuan Asking Sword” mental method to run the ice and snow in the dantian, and the blood circulated in the five acupoints for thirty-six weeks, constantly consolidating the existing state. , purify the profound energy over and over again, and cleanse the acupoints over and over again.

Only when the channels of the meridians and the acupoints reach the level of “dust-free dirt, crystal clear”, and the foundation is solidified, will he attack the six-orifice martial arts realm.

By the time this series of habits is completed, it will be the middle of the month.

Carrying the rusty sword, Ding Hao came to the courtyard and began to practice combat skills. For a martial artist, mental skills and moves are equally important, and both are indispensable.

After rehearsing the “Dragon King Lishui Sword”, he soon entered a state of emptiness. Today, Ding Hao’s state is particularly good. The five tricks of “Dragon King Probing Claws”, “Dragon King Absorbing Water”, and “Dragon King Going to the Sea” have evolved completely.

“call!”

Ding Hao took his sword and stood up, the blood in his body was tumbling, his strength was condensed but not released, he just felt a burst of unparalleled pleasure.

With a move in his heart, he put the rust sword into the storage ring and began to practice the “Yan Tao Blur Technique”.

Ding Hao has mastered the “Smoke Word Jue” and “Tao Zi Jue” in this light-weight method, and has reached the state where his body is as fast as blue smoke, his body is as light as water droplets, and his figure is like waves. “Li Zi Jue”, mastering these two big words, can achieve the realm of body movement like psychedelic, incarnation can be separated from the body, and can be invincible in battle.

In the blink of an eye, another two hours passed.

Under the moonlight, Ding Hao’s figure is as elusive as psychedelic, beyond the range that can be captured by different people’s sights. Can’t guess the answer, can’t guess which is his real body.

“Mizijue” Xiaocheng!

As soon as the figure disappeared, Ding Hao stood in the courtyard and nodded in satisfaction.

After practicing the exercises in place for a while and swept away his exhaustion, Ding Hao began to put on the “third ice pose” to absorb the cold infuriating energy of the Tai Yin that strayed between heaven and earth, and practice the third level of the “ice and fire nine-turn golden body art” last night. In the mysterious cave, Ding Hao completed the “Third Fire Form” with “Yan Yan Xuan Qi”. This is the coldest time of the night, and it is the best time to practice the “Third Ice Form”.

Time passed slowly, only to see Ding Hao’s exposed skin, slightly bulging, and traces of cold silver frost, constantly condensing and melting on the surface of his skin, and so on and so forth.

A look of pain gradually appeared on Ding Hao’s face.

Ice and fire body refining, that kind of pain is really unbearable for ordinary people.