Chapter 5 The first sword test of a difficult lady

The days of the Cold Flower Palace are so long and difficult for snow. Because Mei Niang accompanied Mei Xinyi, the owner of the Cold Flower Palace, to learn the piano in Meiyuan. Zhixue is just a disciple of the plum blossom palace silhouette hall for the first time, and she has to study hard every day.

The Plum Blossom Palace is surrounded by mountains, and there is a large open space in the back mountain as a place for the disciples of the silhouette hall to practice martial arts. The first time she came to this place, Han Yue followed nearly 20 disciples. The open space is full of green grass. There are green mountains in the distance and trees nearby. There are many unknown grasses growing on the meadow, which are very beautiful.

Three women in green are standing in front of them. Green clothes are the color of the clothes of the disciples in the Silhoutang, yellow is the color of the disciples in the Zhengcongtang, blue is the color of the clothes of the disciples in Jufangtang, and those who first enter the palace to learn art are all pure white clothes. Zhixue looked with wide eyes, recalling what he had learned in Zhengcong Hall a few days ago, thinking to himself.

The disciples who came in were divided into two teams. It's facing three women in green. Bow and salute.

"Disciples pay a visit to the master!"

"Okay, let's start practicing." The speaker was Mei Xintong, the head of the silhouette hall. Then the first of the disciples on the left stood up and practiced his sword in the center of the field. The woman's body was light, moving and jumping, active and dexterous, and the long sword was alive in her hand. Zhixue has seen some martial arts since she was a child and understands more or less. I think this woman has practiced very well.

"Stop!" The woman in green on the left of Mei Xintong suddenly shouted to stop. The woman looked calm and calm, looking very leisurely. It's as natural as a bunch of flowers here. Zhixue likes her a little. Recalling the description of Xiaowu and Lingling, who came first from the same room, this should be Ajing, who taught swordsmanship. A Jing walked to her and said slowly, "Your steps are unstable and your sword is weak. Although yesterday's sword moves are flexible, they are soft and strong. Do you know what's wrong?

"Yes, Jing girl." The disciple bit his lip and slowly walked to a woman in yellow on the left. She stood next to the woman in yellow and turned her back to Ajing and everyone. The woman in yellow scratched the corners of her mouth with a smile and rounded the bamboo board in her hand to beat her back mercilessly. A crisp but oscillating voice came. After being beaten five times, the disciple returned to the field and practiced his sword again.

I just practiced a few moves and was stopped by A Jing. The disciple looked bitter, but without saying anything, he went to the woman in yellow and received five boards.

In this way, the left disciples all practiced swordsmanship in front of A Jing. In this process, as long as A Jing shouted to stop during the exercise, the disciple could only stand with the woman in yellow and get a board until A Jing agreed. Almost no one can escape from the bamboo board after all the exercises. Then there is the women's exercise on the right. The women on the right seem to come earlier and are more skilled in martial arts, but most of them still failed the test of Meirong on the right and were beaten with bamboo boards by the woman in yellow standing on the right.

The snow is cold on one side. She had a master who taught martial arts before, but she was afraid of hardship and never refused to learn. She just watched others practice martial arts and be punished and injured. She didn't know how many tears she had. Do you want her to live like this this time?

"Plum Snow!" Suddenly, Mei Xintong called her name in the middle.

Hearing the sound, she hurried forward a few steps.

"Are you Mei Zhixue?" Mei Xintong's voice was cold.

"Yes."

Mei Xintong looked at her for a few seconds, and suddenly her voice became harsh.

"It's a great honor for you to be accepted as an apprentice by the palace owner as soon as you enter our palace, but if you dare to be arrogant, not want to make progress, and can't pass the assessment of Jufangtang, you will not only be punished twice, but you will also lose this name, do you understand?"

"The snow understands." Zhixue answered.

"Go to the vegetarian girl on the left." Listening to Mei Xintong's instructions, she faintly felt bad, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she had to slowly walk towards Miss Su.

As soon as she stood down, she heard the bamboo board roaring towards her with the wind. With a crack, he had been hit hard on the back, which was hot and painful. I didn't have time to think about it. The second and third times have brought the wind. This girl's strength was not exhausted by the use of force just now, but it seemed to be heavy. Seven, eight, nine..." The snow heart secretly counted herself and tried to divert her attention. In order not to make a sound, the fist in his mouth has been bitten and painful. After hitting the tenth time, the Su girl finally stopped.

"Turn around and look at me." Su girl ordered.

Zhixue put down his hand and turned to look up. Miss Su is nearly 30 years old, and her eyes are awe-instrained and murderous.

"Listen, this is a warning for you. If you don't study martial arts hard, you can't escape this board in the future!" The plain girl taught her a lesson.

The snow had a burst of heartache and endured this reckless disaster, as well as the unreasonable humiliation and the unbearable pain on her back, she replied:

"Yes!"

This day, she was taught the introduction and some basics of swordsmanship. Towards the end. Another test, because of an incomplete action, she was firmly beaten ten boards and received a double punishment as a disciple of the palace master. When she returned to her residence, she had already collapsed in **.

"Are you all right?" Linglong lay beside her and asked softly. Linglong is a lively girl. It is said that her parents died when she fled. She is optimistic by nature and does not forget the past.

The snow is painful and tired, and refuses to speak.

"Don't do this~ If it hurts, I'll give you some medicine. It's very difficult. I don't have much here?"

Zhixue gritted his teeth and sighed, "It's okay, no need."

The little fog is bigger than snow and Linglong, and it comes earlier and is more mature than them.

"Snow, don't be angry. Although Su girl beat you hard today, if you have sold this barrier and learned martial arts well, the palace owner will appreciate that it will be much better than them at that time! Like the disciples of Jufangtang, the invincible world with swords has also achieved a career.

The snow is speechless. Why did she want these? However, there is nothing she can do now. Even if she wants to live safely and suffer less boards, she will have to practice well. At night, lying in ** and couldn't sleep, she was quietly recalling the previous moves taught by A Jing.

In the teaching that got up the next morning, Lingling and Xiaowu did not escape from Su's board. When it snows, the snow can't bear to be nervous.

Draw the sword and draw the sword. Zhixue thought of the moves she kept recalling last night and the decisive sword dance.

"Wait a minute!" Jing stopped her.

Stop the sword, and the snow's heartbeat can't help but accelerate.

"This move should be rotated directly. Why did you cross it back?" A Jing stood in front of her and asked coldly.

Zhixue scolded herself for death. This is the disaster that Hu thought of last night. While recalling the swordsmanship, she recalled that she had seen others practice martial arts and couldn't help but merge. She thought that it would be more protective and lethal than direct rotation.

"This is what I thought about myself. Zhixue thinks that this can kill the other party and protect herself. Anyway, if you are stopped, you can't escape a fight. It's better to let go.

An inexplicable smile appeared on Ajing's face, but she didn't say anything.

Zhixue gritted her teeth and walked towards the Su girl next to her. The plain girl seemed to be very hostile to her and smiled strangely at her when she saw her passing by. Another ten boards hit their thighs, and the snow was so painful that it almost lay on the ground.

Withst the pain, Zhixue looked at Ajing and was ready to practice again. But it was stopped.

"Your moves are very proficient, so you don't have to practice. Your idea is also good, very alert and flexible in practicing martial arts. I hit you today for nothing else. I'm afraid that you will be too clever in the future. You have just entered martial arts. When you really learn the superior skills of the Cold Flower Palace, it is the right way to think about flexible change. Jing said lightly. It's both a compliment and a warning.

"Yes, disciple, remember."

Zhixue was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say more and retreated. When she returned to the team, she saw Xiaowu smile at her. She didn't know whether she envied her for this praise or comforting her. The leg hurts hotly, but the sword still has to be practiced. It can't be wrong at all.

Nearly three months have passed, and Zhixue carefully practices martial arts in the silhouette hall, but she is still beaten from time to time, but it is getting less and less. She used to have seen brilliant martial arts, and in addition, she is very quick to learn. Both internal strength and swordsmanship are the best among the children along the way.

Tomorrow is the assessment in March. Those who have passed the assessment can learn higher-level swordsmanship from Meirong. Those who fail the assessment will be led to be whipped in the main hall, and then punished for a month's hard work in the West Courtyard, and then study for two months to continue the assessment. Most of the middle-aged women in the West Courtyard hired to do all kinds of chores, cook, clean vegetables and cut firewood, because the disciples who first entered the Cold Flower Palace had no status, not to mention being punished for doing things and allowed them to be bullied. According to those who have been there, it is a more terrible place than the silhouette hall. If he fails to pass the examination three times, then the disciple can only stay there for the rest of his life. Because unlike the hired village women, they have nowhere else to go back when they arrive here. Therefore, all the disciples were very nervous before each examination, and the disciples who came back from the West Courtyard did the last fight.

After practicing martial arts in the evening and coming back for dinner, Lingling looked restless.

"What should I do? Today, A Jing has been saying that I haven't practiced well. I'm going to die." Linglong sat worried. If you fail the assessment, the ten whips will not be opened, and the months of hard work will be bullied to death by those women. Whoo..."

Thinking about Linglong, she actually cried.

"You are worried about the sky. The silly girl will be fine." Xiaowu came to comfort him. He closed her shoulders and said, "We have all worked so hard and are so excellent that we will pass smoothly."

"However, less than half of the people pass each time. Can the three of us pass at the same time?" Linglong is still very worried.

"Of course", Zhixue also held her hand to comfort her. Suddenly, she heard someone shouting "Snow Girl" outside the door, and she ran to open the door. He was a disciple of Jufangtang in blue, so he was a little surprised.

"Are you looking for me?"

"The palace owner is looking for you. Please follow me." The woman said politely. Mei Xinyi, the owner of the palace, is also the owner of Jufangtang, and most of his subordinates are also the people of Jufangtang.

The snow nodded. He turned around and nodded to Xiaowu and Lingling in the room to apologize. After not having been here for a long time, she soon realized that her status as an apprentice of the palace master was almost no good for her. There are jealousy of others, Jing's strict demands, and the double punishment of Su's gloating. It is Xiaowu and Lingling. Although they are very kind on the surface, Zhixue can still feel their hidden jealousy. However, since she entered the silhouette hall, she has never been allowed to see the palace owner or Mei Niang. Only occasionally heard the sound of a piano from Meiyuan, and she vaguely recognized that it should be Mei Niang. The sound of her piano is so clear that it reaches to the bottom of her heart. The people in the palace also spread the palace owner's kindness to this Mei Niang, and they all valued her very much.

On the east side of the mansion, Meiyuan heard the gentle sound of the piano after bypassing the winding rockery path corridor.

The woman in blue led the snow into a small curved door. The courtyard is full of green bamboo, and there is flowing water left from the rockery. In the attic, the white curtain moved slightly, and Mei Niang played the piano attentively in the attic.

Mei Niang's elegant white clothes floated under the long wind, and she was quite fairy-like. Her piano is soft and soft, and it is as comfortable as the wind.

At the end of the song, Mei Xinyi nodded to Mei Niang with a slight smile.

"You played very well. Look, who's here?

Mei Niang turned around, and the snow was coming up the stone steps.

"Mei Zhixue met Master." Zhixue knelt down on one knee to salute.

"Get up." Mei Yi responded to her indifferently.

"Sister...Sister..." Mei Niang ran over happily and hugged her: "I miss me to death, sister."

Zhixue also hugged her tightly, which was the only close person.

It's already dusk, and Mei Xinyi asked someone to take snacks for them to eat. Ask casually. Although there is no one in the world who does not know Mei's favorite means to act strangely, they are just like a loving elder when facing them with a slight status when they are idle.

Are you still used to the snow? I'm afraid you're going to take the assessment. I heard from A Jing that you are well qualified and studied very carefully. Don't live up to the name Mei Zhixue!"

"What the master said, the disciple must remember that he will never lose his face." Zhixue replied respectfully but firmly.

Mei Niang didn't fully understand it, but vaguely felt that Zhixue had changed and her tone and expression had changed a little, but she couldn't explain how it had changed. In the residence of the disciples in the silhouette hall in the backyard, Xiaowu poured a little powder into the teacup commonly used by snow. It seems that she has never done such a thing. She is very nervous and her hands are trembling.

"What are you doing?" Lingling, who just went out, came back.

"Nothing..."

"Nothing, what did you put in her cup? Are you going to hurt her?" Lingling felt cold on her back and screamed.

Little fog quickly covered his mouth

"You want to die..."

"But you hurt her..."

Xiaowu suddenly calmed down, and his pretty face showed fierceness.

"Lingling, don't you also want to pass the assessment tomorrow?"

"But is this necessary?"

Little fog smiled disdainfully.

"Fool, the three of us have thought about it in one room. Let's dream! It's normal for anyone in the world to have an accident. Today, she went to see the palace owner. There are too many people in this silhouette hall who want her to have an accident... If something happens to her, we will also have a chance to go further! As long as you don't say that I won't say it, and she hasn't passed the examination, who knows what's going on?

Lingling was stunned, but she also knew that it was powerful and speechless.

In the martial arts arena the next day, the tense atmosphere almost solidified.

The disciples practiced swordsmanship once. Mei Xintong, Meirong and A Jing jointly evaluated. Who practiced well and didn't say it on the spot.

zhixue has always been strange that he has been very weak until today. He feels that the internal force cannot operate, but it is inconvenient to say it. It's not too scary. She laughed at herself. While thinking, I watched the exercise of the people in front of me. Lingling's performance today is really good. She should be able to get through it. Xiaowu has always been stable. Don't worry. She secretly congratulated herself for her good performance.

Finally, it was his turn to play, but from the moment he drew his sword, he felt bad. How can the sword dance with such a heavy weight? I reluctantly held my sword and practiced what I learned in the past three months. I still remember the stabbing, picking and moves. It's just that suddenly, when returning to the sword. The sword went away.

"Buns." Mei Xintong scolded, "The internal strength is not good, and there is a blank watch!" Lenghua Palace cultivates excellent chivalrous men in the world, not the art of flower fist embroidery legs! You don't have to practice, just wait for the next round to learn.

It's too late to argue that her fate has been announced. The last sentence means that she lost the election today. She is going to receive the punishment of 20 whips, work hard for a month, and wait for a new review in three months. Zhixue knew that what she said at this time was the same, but she didn't understand why she was suddenly so weak...

Xiaowu and Lingling passed the test smoothly and went to learn from Meirong. Zhixue reluctantly smiled at them as congratulations, but Lingling looked at her eyes, neither happy nor sympathized, and seemed to be a little timid.

The house made of several huge stones is the most horrible place in the Cold Flower Palace, where there are all kinds of unbearable torture tools and ruthless disciples who seem to be desperate.

Nearly ten disciples who failed were led into a house in line. The stone house has no windows, and the day is illuminated by torches.

Several disciples stood in the house and looked in front of them. In the dim light, there is a great sense of oppression. A woman in yellow in Zhengtang ordered the disciples in front of her to stand by the wall and turn her back to everyone. Then the woman reached out and quickly took off her coat and pulled her hands to the pull ring on the wall. The whip roared away, so there was a bloody whip mark on the back of the female disciple's **. There were screams in the room. The woman in yellow seemed to have never heard of it. She whipped down with a whip. After ten whips, the disciple's back was full of whip marks. And she didn't even cry, and was thrown to the ground by the woman in yellow.

Zhixue gritted her teeth and listened to the screams. She had no longer dared to see the scene of blood flying and turned her head. But this scream alone is enough to shock people's hearts. Some of the unsedued disciples are crying. If you see such a scene, you will know that the bamboo board on the martial arts field is just a trivial matter. Almost everyone is regretting not working hard, but this time they can't leave here.

"Are you Mei Zhixue?" The woman in yellow asked.

Yes. Zhixue stood in front of the woman in yellow.

The woman hummed and smiled and was about to take off her clothes.

"I'll do it myself." Zhixue gritted her teeth and untied her coat. Put your hand on the pull ring.

The woman in yellow buttoned up the pull ring and still looked like she was smiling.

With a "pop", the whip fell on his back, and the pain seemed to be cut into the meat. Tears came out of the snow, but he gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound.

After twenty whips, she is already dying.

"What a backbone person! But this is not a place where people with backbone and ability come from.

The woman in yellow untied the pull ring and still did not want to mock. Although she is also particularly strange about this silent snow.

In the house of the silhouette hall, Zhixue endured the severe pain of packing her clothes and was going to move to the firewood house in the west courtyard in the back at night. She actually came to this point! Looking at Xiaowu and Lingling, who had just celebrated with her companions, she had unspeakable envy. She was just beaten and thirsty. She took the cup to pour water. The hand holding the cup trembled. Just as she picked up the kettle and poured water, she suddenly found that there were small pieces of milky crystals in the water cup. Recall that in the morning, Xiaowu specially poured her a glass of water, saying that she would drink a glass of water to strengthen her courage. Then Xiaowu and Lingling drank water with a smile, and she naturally drank it, under the gaze of their eyes. At that time, I just felt strange, but it was so horrible to recall. Also, Lingling's timid eyes at the end of the exercise. She suddenly understood the secret of why she would get rid of her sword today.

"You are so cruel!" Zhixue's hand held the cup tightly, and the blue veins burst out. The first time she was plotted, Zhixue suddenly understood the big whirlpool of Lenghua Palace. If you don't pay attention, it may be a different place...