Chapter 315 Isn't this just like putting a pig in charge of guarding the vegetable garden? (4000 words)
One autumn and winter after another passed.
Xiao Mo's daily routine was almost unchanging. Apart from going to learn marksmanship from his master, he would return to the courtyard where his mother would teach him some poems, songs, and famous articles.
People who don't know books don't know the way.
Zhou Ruoxi did not expect her child to become a great Confucian scholar; she only hoped that her child could understand some principles and comprehend their own true nature.
Xiao Mo's mastery of the God-Slaying Spear also improved day by day.
As time went by, Xiao Mo was able to practice the God-Slaying Spear technique on his own, and he was almost completely proficient in it.
The problem is that the last part is difficult to practice.
But it's only a matter of time.
Qin Siyao also often came to visit Xiao Mo.
However, Qin Siyao's visits to Xiao Mo were limited by her father and mother.
He could only come to see Xiao Mo about once every three days.
This made Qin Siyao very unhappy. She tried to sneak out of the palace, but her mother found out and she was confined for several days.
Qin Siyao was not allowed to go out for a month.
Finally, Qin Siyao could play with Xiao Mo, and she whispered in Xiao Mo's ear, "Father and Mother are big pigs!"
Xiao Mo could only pretend he hadn't heard it.
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.
Qin Siyao has grown from a little girl into a graceful young woman.
Similarly, five years have passed, and Xiao Mo has grown into a teenager.
At this moment, the boy had already entered the Cave Abode Realm.
His posture was upright, and the long spear he held in his hand exuded a sense of menace.
When he brandished his spear, he exuded the air of a great general.
Qin Siyao's favorite thing to do was watch Xiao Mo practice shooting.
Qin Siyao felt she could sit on a rock, prop her chin up, and watch Xiao Mo practice shooting all day long.
In fact, five years ago, after Xiao Mo discovered that Qin Siyao had considerable talent, he also mentioned this to his master.
Huang Shan had Qin Siyao practice her punches in the training ground and found that she was indeed talented. He even tacitly agreed that Xiao Mo could teach her the Heaven-Opening Fist and the God-Slaying Spear.
However, Qin Siyao has talent but not much perseverance.
She does things just for the novelty.
Huang Shan has lamented more than once that this girl was wasting her talent.
But Huang Shan is not entirely unable to understand.
After all, Qin Siyao was the most beloved daughter of the King of Qin. She had been pampered since childhood. How could she endure the hardships of martial arts training?
In conclusion, Huang Shan had Xiao Mo pass on the manuals for the Heaven-Opening Fist and the God-Slaying Spear to Qin Siyao.
As for when she decides to learn martial arts, we'll see.
Another six months have passed.
Xiao Mo was practicing the God-Slaying Spear alone in the training ground, while Huang Shan stood by and watched.
Every time Xiao Mo drew his spear, the white clouds in the sky would continuously gather, and the martial artist's aura and the sharp energy of the spear would surge throughout the entire training ground.
Xiao Mo fired the final shot.
The compressed qi and gun qi suddenly exploded, shattering the white clouds above Xiao Mo into pieces.
"Not bad!" Huang Shan stepped forward with satisfaction and said to Xiao Mo, "It seems that you have completely mastered the spear techniques of the God-Slaying Spear. Now it's time to enter the second stage."
"The second stage?" Xiao Mo asked curiously.
“That’s right,” Huang Shan smiled, “that is, forgetting the God-Slaying Spear.”
Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had misheard.
"Kid, I'll say it again, what you need to do now is completely forget about the God-Slaying Spear!"
Huang Shan explained, his hands behind his back.
"As the saying goes, 'no moves are better than moves.' If you are fixated on a particular move, you will be trapped by those moves."
Remember one thing: whether it's practicing martial arts or any other kind of technique, the closer it is to the Great Dao, the more it must return to nature.
Now you must completely etch the God-Slaying Spear into your flesh and soul, and you will forget every move of the God-Slaying Spear.
But when you grasp the spear and thrust it forward, your spear can slay a god!
"Then, Master, what should I do?"
Listening to his master's words, Xiao Mo understood what his master meant, but the question was, how could he put it into practice?
“Even I don’t know how to do it.” Huang Shan shook his head. “You need to find a way out yourself. Back then, after I learned the God-Slaying Spear, it took me seventy years to achieve this.”
"Young man, I have nothing more to teach you."
Huang Shan looked at his disciples.
"As the saying goes, the master leads you through the door, but the cultivation depends on yourself. After today, you don't need to come to the training ground anymore. I've been here long enough."
"Master, what is this?"
"Hehehe," Huang Shan chuckled, "I've stayed in your Xiao family for ten years, it's time for me to travel to the other states. Perhaps we, master and disciple, will meet again someday."
Hearing his master's words, Xiao Mo felt a pang of reluctance.
Over the years, Xiao Mo and his master have spent almost every day together, and to Xiao Mo, his master has long been considered half a family member.
"Alright, it's just a temporary separation, right? A real man doesn't have to act like a little girl." Huang Shan patted his shoulder. "You better live a good life, or I'll find out you're dead one day."
Xiao Mo smiled and said, "This disciple will certainly do his best."
"You are already thirteen years old. According to the rules of your Xiao family, it won't be long before you go to the army for training. Then I will hear of your reputation!"
"yes!"
Xiao Mo bowed.
"Oh, and this too, here you go, kid."
Huang Shan threw a long spear at Xiao Mo.
"Clang!"
The spear was planted in front of Xiao Mo.
Looking at this long spear, its length was the same as the one he was currently holding.
However, unlike others, this spear was entirely white, with obscure and incomprehensible patterns engraved on it, resembling ferocious beasts.
"This spear is called the 'Ten Fierce Spear'. It is a celestial weapon, a gift from your master. However, celestial weapons all have certain temperaments."
There are many ways to conquer a celestial weapon.
Some people conquer others through their level of understanding and skill.
Some people conquered using magic arrays.
Some people need to connect with the immortal soldiers through blood ties.
However, the Ten Fierce Guns are different.
Whether you can gain the recognition of the Ten Fierce Spears has nothing to do with your realm or strength; it depends entirely on your will.
If you can withstand the wildness and killing intent of the Ten Fiends Spear, it will recognize you as its master; otherwise, it will devour your soul!
Whether you can tame it or not depends on you.
Huang Shan grinned.
"So, how about it? Do you dare to give it a try?"
"Then let's give it a try."
Xiao Mo stepped forward without hesitation and reached out his hand toward the Ten Fiends Spear.
And just as Xiao Mo grasped the spear...
In Xiao Mo's mind, phantom images of ferocious beasts appeared.
They roared at Xiao Mo incessantly, their ferocious appearance seeming as if they wanted to tear Xiao Mo to shreds!
The wind emanating from the spear whipped through Xiao Mo's hair, and even cut and bled from the spear's force on his palms.
Huang Shan stroked his beard as he watched Xiao Mo and the Ten Fierce Spears battle it out.
Half an incense stick later, Xiao Mo suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with ruthlessness.
As a burst of spiritual energy exploded, the roars of the beasts gradually subsided.
Xiao Mo picked up the Ten Fiends Spear and swung it a few times, but soon felt as if his spiritual power was being drained, and his face turned deathly pale.
"Boy, don't be in such a hurry. Although you have temporarily gained the recognition of the Ten Fiend Spears, your cultivation level is too low. Let alone unleashing the true power of the Ten Fiend Spears, your spiritual energy will be drained by the Ten Fiend Spears after just a few swings."
Huang Shan said with a smile.
"For now, you should continue using the fourth-grade magic weapon I gave you before. When you reach the Nascent Soul Realm, then you can switch to the Ten Fiend Spear. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Xiao Mo nodded and put the Ten Fierce Spears into his storage bag.
"It's a pity. I originally wanted to arrange for you to inherit the title of Prince of Zhenbei without fail, but even with my great influence, I probably can't do it." Huang Shan sighed and shook his head.
“Master, there’s no need for that,” Xiao Mo replied. “If we want fame and fortune, we will take it ourselves.”
"Hahaha! Good! What a wonderful way to claim fame and fortune!"
Huang Shan laughed loudly.
"Alright! I'll be waiting for you to achieve fame and success on your own! I'm off!"
Huang Shan waved his sleeves and walked out of the Xiao residence.
Xiao Mo watched his master's back. His master's travels around the world were indeed quite unrestrained, and he even wanted to make his position hereditary.
Xiao Mo felt it was perfectly normal that his master couldn't get it. Qin was one of the seven great states, and no matter how high his master's status was, how could he give the title of Prince of Zhenbei to someone else just because of one person's words?
Wouldn't that disrupt the order of the court?
But the fact that Master was able to bring this up shows that Master's identity is indeed extraordinary.
But the problem is...
Why would Master be a lowly instructor in the Xiao family?
The day after Master Huang left, no one needed to go to the training ground to continue learning martial arts.
But everyone still habitually came to take a look at the training ground.
"Brother, I'm heading to the military camp tomorrow," Xiao Yang said to Xiao Mo.
All members of the Xiao family, whether distant or close relatives, unless they were destined for academic success and would participate in the imperial examinations, were required to undergo military training.
It's just a matter of time.
Now that Instructor Huang has left, and they have all learned a martial art, it is time for them to join the army.
"Brother, me too. I've been assigned to General Zheng Qi's army. Maybe after a few years, I'll be a centurion." Xiao Fu smiled and touched his nose.
"I was on the Prince's Snow-Treading Dragon Cavalry. My mother begged the First Madam for a long time before she let me in," Xiao Gui said with a happy smile.
"You're not bad, kid!"
"No wonder your mother often brings gifts to visit the First Madam."
"When you become the Iron Cavalry Master of the Snow-Treading Dragon Riders, you won't forget me, will you?"
"No, no." Xiao Gui raised his head and said smugly, "When I make something of myself, I'll transfer you all over here, and we brothers will all work together!"
"You're getting cocky, aren't you?"
Xiao Hai and the others patted Xiao Gui's head playfully.
Xiao Mo watched with a smile.
After a while, Xiao Yang turned to Xiao Mo and asked, "Brother, which military camp did you go to?"
Hearing Xiao Yang's question, everyone else looked in Xiao Mo's direction.
In their view, their eldest brother must be exceptionally talented, having mastered such a difficult marksmanship; he would surely be assigned to a very important army.
No.
Xiao Mo smiled and shook his head. "I haven't received any news yet."
at the same time.
Outside the Imperial Study, someone gently knocked on the door: "Father, your daughter requests an audience."
"Come in," the King of Qin called out to the outside of the imperial study.
Soon, a young girl in a pink palace dress walked in, lifting the hem of her skirt and smiling.
"Father~"
Qin Siyao walked gracefully behind her father, poured him a cup of tea, and gently massaged his shoulders.
"You silly girl, just say what you need to say. There's no need for all this fancy stuff."
The King of Qin said with a smile.
Whenever her daughter needed help, she always followed this method, and over time, the King of Qin got used to it.
"Father, what are you saying? We just wanted to show our respect to you, there's nothing wrong with that," Qin Siyao said with a smile.
"Are you sure nothing's wrong? If not, then forget it."
The King of Qin continued to process the memorials on the table.
Qin Siyao's eyes flickered slightly, and finally she spoke, "Father, you've reminded me of something. I do have something to say."
"I knew you were up to no good. So, what is it?"
"Is that so, Father? I've heard that most of the Xiao family's sons are sent to various military camps for training once they reach a certain age?"
Qin Siyao organized her thoughts before speaking.
"That's right," the King of Qin nodded. "And then?"
"Then, my daughter thought, Xiao Mo is so capable, it's not unreasonable for him to be a palace guard, is it?"
After Qin Siyao finished speaking, she blinked and looked at her father.
“.”
How could the King of Qin not understand his daughter's thoughts?
All she wanted was for Xiao Mo to be closer to her.
The imperial guards are stationed in the outer palace, so this girl can go to the outer palace to find Xiao Mo at any time.
Isn't this just like having a pig guard the vegetable garden?
Although this girl is only thirteen and doesn't understand anything about love and romance.
But what if?
"Father, please, Father!"
Seeing that her father was still hesitating, Qin Siyao kept shaking his arm.
“Daughter, how about you let your father think about it? While you’re at it, check the organization of the Imperial Guard. If possible, your father will definitely include him in the list, after all, your father admires him very much.”
"Alright."
Qin Siyao hesitated for a moment, then realized that she couldn't be too eager. The more eager she was, the less likely her father would agree.
"Then the daughter left first."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
The King of Qin waved his hand to dismiss his daughter, then took out a scroll.
This place records the various military camps in the capital.
If Xiao Mo is too far away, my daughter might make a fuss, but I absolutely cannot let Xiao Mo get too close either.
"Huh?"
Just as the King of Qin was making his selections, a military camp caught his attention.
"This one is good."
I went to a small clinic yesterday, thinking I would get better, but I'm not better yet, and my fever has risen to 39.5 degrees Celsius again.
Yesterday, I really didn't mean to take the day off. I was just feeling really bad. I was afraid that you readers would think I had run away, so I wrote 4,000 words while I was burning up and then immediately went to the emergency room.
(End of this chapter)
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