Zhen Gan felt that his body was gently picked up by Feng Ye, and then gently placed it on a flat rock.

Then, she saw Feng Ye took out a clean bandage and a creamy white ointment, tore off some of the torn corner fabrics on her body, cleaned up the wounds everywhere from her little feet, applied ointment, and wrapped it up. bandage.

The white ointment was very magical. After being applied, her wound no longer hurts immediately, and it became cool and comfortable, with only a little numbness and itching.

When Feng Ye dealt with the wound on her leg all the way, she had already recovered some physical strength, and she sat up hard, looking at Feng Ye a little nervously, and cautiously said:

"That...that..."

"You can call me Master or Mr. Feng Ye in the future, whatever you like."

Feng Ye smiled easily.

Of course, he can recover from the injury of Zhen Gan's body with a single thought. The reason why it is so troublesome to get ointments and bandages to deal with a little bit is just to get into the world more.

Because there are still many years for interesting things to happen, and now it will not be interesting until ten years later, so he intends to make the future more interesting and interfere a little bit in the future.

For example...accepting real rice as a disciple.

There is no special reason for choosing her, it's just a whim and she is cute enough.

After hearing Feng Ye's gentle voice, Zhen Jian was a bit at a loss for a while, and didn't know how to respond. Since she became an orphan, no one has been so gentle to her.

"Okay, now lie down and don't move."

Feng Ye stroked her little head, asked her to lie down again, and then continued to deal with the wounds on her body one by one. After all the bandages were completed, he withdrew his hand.

then.

Feng Ye turned his head and looked at the injured children on the other side who had been awakened by him on the top of the mountain.

"There are no traps on the mountain, you can go down the mountain."

"Although you didn't pass my test, you didn't escape, so it will bring you good luck for you."

Ding!

While talking, Feng Ye waved his hand casually, and several coins with the lowest denomination fell in front of the children, and they were picked up one by one.

Although it is the lowest denomination coin, at least you can buy a dough, and you can eat it slowly for several days. Therefore, the children are all happy, and the previous frustration is wiped out.

"Thanks...thank you..."

After expressing their gratitude to Feng Ye, they went down the mountain again along the mountain road.

Feng Ye watched several people leave, then looked back.

Although these children were just passers-by from the beginning, they were only true foils, but they were always lucky to participate in the incidents arranged by him, so he would not be too stingy.

The coins sent out are not the key point. The words he said are the key point. There is a little ‘fortune’ entangled in these coins, which is enough for those children to mix well in the future, become officials or rich people, and change their destiny.

certainly.

Compared to Zhen Gan’s luck, what they got was trivial.

Zhen Gan was sitting on the rock with some bandages wrapped around both of her calves. She looked at the children who had gone down the mountain, and the anxiety in her heart disappeared a lot.

Feng Ye is a good person.

She muttered silently in her heart.

When Feng Ye turned around, she saw that Zhen Gan had changed from a sitting posture to a kneeling posture, saluting him respectfully.

"Master."

There is respect in the true voice.

Although still a child, she is smart and knows a lot.

"Let's go."

"Let's go down the mountain."

Feng Ye smiled, pulled her up, and took her hand down the mountain.

The direction is not the town when I came, but another direction, deeper in the mountains and forests.

Zhen Gan followed Fengye obediently, and walked a long way through the mountains and forests. When he finally walked out of the woods, the front suddenly opened up and a wide canyon appeared.

A clear stream passes through the canyon.

On the side of the canyon, there are several small wooden houses, which are like a paradise.

"From today, you will live with me here, and I will teach you...swordsmanship."

Feng Ye had already figured out what power to hand over to Zhen Shi, and that was swordsmanship.

The power system possessed by humans in this world is breathing and swordsmanship, but he will not teach any breathing methods. What he will teach Zhenshi is pure swordsmanship. As for the degree to which she can learn, it all depends on her own abilities. .

"To survive in the world, strength is indispensable. You passed my test with your own efforts. I hope you can also master the power of survival with your own efforts."

"Yes."

Zhen Gan nodded vigorously.

She understands that being Feng Ye's disciple is a rare opportunity, and she will be able to learn the ability to survive in this world from Feng Ye. Of course she will not slacken off.

In order to survive, she is willing to make all the efforts.

"It's already late today. Let's have something to eat first. We will start tomorrow."

Feng Ye smiled easily.

Zhen Gan's smart and serious attitude also made him very satisfied. There was no need to say anything to her, she would understand as long as she said the last sentence, and worked hard.

But this is normal. Rin Taki Sakanji is the former water column after all. All the disciples are trained as future ‘pillars’. Of course, no one who can be selected by him will be worse off.

The true rice will die in the trial of the ghost killing team. The lack of strength is one of the reasons, but more of the luck is too bad, because the power of the hand ghost is slightly exceeded in the trial.

…

The next day.

The morning sun rises, and the soft light disperses the darkness in the canyon.

On an open grass, Zhen Gan held a wooden sword in his hand and stood there quietly.

Compared with yesterday, her appearance has changed a lot. All the bandages on her body have been removed, the wounds have been healed, and Fengye has carefully cleaned her whole body, and she has also been replaced with a clean embroidered cherry blossom petals. Kimono.

From a dirty little beggar to a princess born in a noble family.

"No matter what you do in this world, imitate it first and create it later."

"Swordsmanship is the same."

"The origin of all swordsmanship has only the first point, that is, slashing."

Feng Yezhan was beside Zhen Gan, narrating calmly.

"When you know enough about Swing Slash and master this foundation enough, you can naturally explore the direction of swordsmanship that suits you."

"Next I will take you to do it once, and only this time, you take it seriously."

As Feng Ye was talking, she walked to the back of Zhen Gan, and stretched out her hands from behind to go around her body, holding the hilt of the wooden sword, and wrapping her little hand.

Zhen Gan also maintained an extremely serious state, remembering what Feng Ye had just said without fail, revealing a very serious expression.

Feng Ye held her hand like this, took her to lift the wooden sword in her hand, and then lightly waved it forward.

The movements are natural and perfect to the point that there are no flaws.

laugh!

A beam of cyan brilliant light burst out from the tip of the wooden sword, flew straight out for tens of meters, and penetrated through a thick ancient tree tens of meters away.

Under Zhen Gan's somewhat shocking and incredible gaze, he saw the thick old tree tens of meters away, a clear black line appeared from the bottom, and then slowly collapsed.

boom!

The huge crown of trees hit the ground, making the ground nearby seem to shake.

"This…"

Zhen Jian looked at the wooden sword in his hand incredibly.

Being led by Feng Ye to make a slashing action, she felt very clear about this process, and she did not realize any heavy power or incredible speed!

But with such a simple wave, a brilliant sword light was smashed, cutting off an ancient tree tens of meters away. What an incredible power!

It feels like a dream.

She knew yesterday that Feng Ye was going to teach her swordsmanship. Although she was an orphan, she had also seen samurai and swordsman, and even saw samurai draw their swords to fight.

The swordsmanship that she had expected to learn was something like that, but the result was that she completely shattered her previous imagination, and it was not the ordinary thing she thought!

"Swing a sword."

Feng Ye released his hand, took a step back, smiled and said, "...Try to find the feeling just now, and try to grasp it!"

He has taught Zhenshi the essence of swordsmanship. As for what level of swordsman the Zhenshi can become in a few years, whether he can surpass the pillars of the ghost killing team and even the twelve ghosts, he will wait and see with interest.