that night.

"Master Shen, is this?"

The village chief of the village village looked at the carriage behind Shen Ling, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Shen Ling smiled: "It was agreed before that we would train some young men to protect the village. I brought the weapons over, and I will start teaching them the swordsmanship tomorrow."

"It turns out that Young Master Shen is serious..."

The village head of the tenant village looked at Shen Ling for a long time, and then suddenly lowered his head: "I didn't expect that Young Master Shen would actually worry about the safety of us tenant farmers, and thought it was a joke, an old man using a villain The heart of the gentleman's belly has been saved, and the old man is ashamed."

Shen Ling glanced at the village chief and said, "What happened to the tenant farmers? The tenant farmers are also human. In the future, you will get enough food, sell it, save money to become a rich man, or even own your own fields, this is not a very normal thing. Is it?"

The old village chief shook his head.

Although the ideal life is true, they are forced to sell their land and become tenant farmers, and their status in society is lower.

No one is still dreaming of turning over in the future, for them, as long as they can live.

Two simple words.

Dao to the end of life.

After being silent for a while, the old village chief slowly got up, leaning on crutches: "I'll go and call them here."

"do not."

Shen Ling raised his hand to stop it, "It's getting late today, let everyone get a good night's sleep, and it's not too late to inform them tomorrow morning."

"What about you?"

The old village chief looked at Shen Ling and asked suspiciously.

Shen Ling looked around and said softly, "If you don't dislike it, I'll just live here."

"How does this work..."

The old village chief looked at Shen Ling, "My house is so simple, how can I let Young Master Shen be condescending."

"It's okay."

Shen Ling shook his head and persuaded the old village chief.

He looked at the servants who were waiting beside him and said, "You leave a few people to guard the carriage, and the rest go back to their lives. By the way, if my father asks, he will say that I will stay here for a while. time."

"Master, this..."

The servant looked embarrassed, he couldn't explain it to the master.

Shen Ling said: "Don't talk nonsense, just do as I say. If there is any problem, you can come to me again."

"Yes."

Seeing Shen Ling's determined appearance, the servant could only retire.

That night, Shen Ling slept in the old village chief's house.

Listening to Shen Ling's gradually long breathing, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old village chief.

The bed in his house was very hard, and the eldest young master of the Shen family was able to fall asleep, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Putting aside his doubts, the old village chief gradually closed his eyes.

After a night.

At about 5:30, the old village chief ordered someone to inform all the young men in the village. After dinner, they gathered in the open space in the middle of the village.

Before six o'clock, more than a hundred young men came here.

At this time, Shen Ling was still drinking porridge.

The old village chief looked at Shen Ling and said slowly, "Master Shen, everyone has already called."

"Ah, so early..."

Shen Ling put down the porridge and yawned.

He didn't know that a normal tenant would get up at four or five o'clock.

After moving around a bit, he and the old village chief walked towards the air in the middle of the village.

Looking at the young men in front of him, the old village chief coughed: "Who is this? I don't need to introduce him. The last time the bandits came over, it was Master Shen who saved us."

A group of young men looked at the old village chief, not knowing why they were called here at this time.

The old village chief hesitated, looked at Shen Ling and said, "Is it for you or me?"

"All right, come on."

Shen Ling nodded.

The old village chief coughed: "In view of the frequent harassment of bandits and bandits in the village recently, Young Master Shen decided to teach you how to practice swords personally, so that everyone has a certain ability to protect themselves."

A group of young men were even more puzzled: "Master Shen taught us to practice swords?"

Shen Ling looked at a group of young and strong faces in front of him, and said slowly, "You can't trust me?"

"Don't dare."

A group of young men hurriedly shook their heads.

They also pointed to the Shen family's fields to eat, how dare they offend the young master of the Shen family.

Although they knew that Shen Ling had killed some bandits, there were not many witnesses.

Seeing this, Shen Ling pulled out his long sword and suddenly slashed towards the sky.

The meaning of opening a mountain, strike with all your strength!

A huge and dazzling sword light shot straight into the sky. This time, the sword light flew more than 20 meters before disappearing into the sky.

The sword light disappeared, but the young tenant farmers who had been staring at Shen Ling looked like their jaws dropped, and some even trembled slightly.

So strong!

After showing his strength, Shen Ling didn't talk too much.

"Hair knife."

The servants of the Shen family immediately opened the box of the carriage and handed the Pu Dao to Qingzhuang, a tenant farmer.

Among these people, there is even a fifteen-year-old child...

Shen Ling was stunned for a moment.

Later, he suddenly thought that he was only seventeen years old in this life.

Fifteen years old, already considered an adult in this era.

Patting the boy on the shoulder, Shen Ling walked in front of the crowd and said slowly: "From today onwards, you are the backbone of defending the village and protecting the homeland. And I will teach you how to use the knife in your hand."

After speaking, Shen Ling looked at the open space in the village.

Although this place is not small, it is also a place where tenant farmers gather in their spare time, but it seems a little difficult to arrange a hundred people to line up.

After thinking for a while, Shen Ling looked at the old village chief next to him and asked, "Is there a bigger place around here?"

The old village chief shook his head.

Outside the village, apart from the road, there is land, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is either the woods, there is no open space.

Shen Ling thought for a while, and looked at the young tenant farmers: "There is no suitable venue around, so everyone will be wronged. Twenty people will come to practice in a round, and the others will watch first."

As for Shen Ling's proposal, the young and young tenant farmers had no opinion.

After the twenty people who started at the beginning stood at a distance of five meters, Shen Ling, who was at the front of the open space, took a deep breath.

"Alright!"

Shen Ling's voice was a little dull, and then he swept away with a knife.

After wielding the knife, Shen Ling explained: "This is the first form of the mountain-breaking knife technique, called the mountain-splitting style."

After speaking, Shen Ling put away the knife.

"Start."

After Shen Ling gave the order, twenty young tenant farmers began to swing their knives.

"The strength is not right."

Shen Ling walked up to a person and patted the person's shoulder, "You're too nervous, it might be better to relax a bit."

"Yes."

The tenant farmer Qingzhuang nodded.

Afterwards, Shen Ling saw that everyone was able to swing the Pu Dao in a decent manner, and then taught them the second form of the mountain-breaking sword technique.

"This second style is called the Zhenshan style."

After Shen Ling demonstrated the knife, he specifically explained, "Zhenshan style, as the name suggests, this knife is not about speed or killing, but to transmit power to the opponent's hand and make the opponent's mouth go numb."

Twenty young men immediately began to practice Zhenshan.

Compared with the simple first style, young adults took a lot of time to learn this second style.

"The third style, the mountain splitting style."

Shen Ling immediately taught the third form.

This formula is simple and rude.

Do your best.

Slash down!