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The next day, Meng Chunlou finished his breakfast early and left Xiangyun Inn with Du Jiangsheng. He then returned to his home in the southern part of the city. He thought for a long time before solemnly asking Du Jiangsheng, "I want to teach you martial arts. Are you willing to acknowledge me as my master?"

Du Jiangsheng hesitated for a moment and then asked, "When I learn it, won't you just ignore me?"

"Yes!" Meng Chunlou said indifferently.

"Then I'm not learning!" Du Jiangsheng answered without thinking.

"Why?" Meng Chunlou looked at Du Jiangsheng with a puzzled expression, "Do you know how many people want to learn my martial arts?"

"That's their problem, it has nothing to do with me!" Du Jiangsheng smiled bitterly, "I'm already used to following you. Only by doing this will I feel safe. You want to shake me off right now, I don't want to do that!"

"It's not that I want to shake you off, but that you have the ability to defend yourself. After all, following me is not an easy task!" Meng Chun said.

"Then why did you say you didn't care about me?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"Because if you learn my martial arts, there will be few people in this martial arts world who can do anything to you. At that time, you don't need me to care about you anymore!" Meng Chun Lou laughed.

"So that's how it is! I thought after you taught me martial arts, you would send me away! " Du Jiangsheng laughed.

"This day will eventually come. It's just a matter of time, because one day, you will grow up!" Meng Chun said.

"I would rather that day never come!" Du Jiangsheng's face was full of worry, "Because I don't want to live the life of a wanderer anymore! Such a life is better than death! "

Meng Chunlou was silent for a moment before saying, "You chose to live your own life and changed it yourself. The reason why you did not change is because you do not have the ability. Because, you are already strong enough so no one can control your destiny! "

"Then I will learn martial arts from you, even if it is just to not be manipulated by life!" Du Jiangsheng said.

"This is still not enough!" Meng Chun said.

"Then what is enough?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"You've already made your own decisions, but you still have to think about others. Only by making more people feel better can your life be considered perfect!" Meng Chun Lou laughed.

"Is this the life of a hero?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"This is only you, my young hero. The true hero is someone who cares about the world. Their ambitions are greater than the sea and the heavens. They can withstand the pressure of the world and the death of Mt. Tai!" Meng Chun said.

"Have you been trying to be like this?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

Meng Chun Lou giggled and said, "Such people are rare in this world. I can only think about it. If I want to do it, it will be harder than ascending to heaven!"

"Then let's work hard to become such a person together!" Du Jiangsheng laughed.

"Then you have to take me as your disciple first, I have my rules!" Meng Chun said.

"What rules?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"If you become my disciple, then we can't have any other relationships, including the current relationship between uncle and nephew! Other than being my disciple, you are nothing! All I have is a strict requirement, everything is just for you to become an outstanding swordsman. I might beat you up, scold you, and even humiliate you, but I only have one goal, which is to make you surpass the original you! " Meng Chun said.

"Are we really going to sever the relationship between uncle and nephew?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"We can only have one relationship!" Meng Chunlou said seriously.

"If I'm too stupid to learn it …"

"Then you can only get beaten up by me!" Meng Chun said.

"You really can do it?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"I can do it!" Meng Chun said.

Du Jiangsheng was silent for a moment before two bean-sized tears suddenly gushed out of his eyes. He then asked, "When you were learning martial arts, did your master treat you like this as well?"

Meng Chun Lou slowly raised her head as she recalled what happened to her when she was young. The pain in her eyes gradually intensified as she said, "If I told you I never had a peaceful sleep, would you believe me?"

Du Jiangsheng did not answer because he did not believe it at all.

"Do you believe that I've never eaten a full meal?" Meng Chun Lou asked.

"Who is your master?" Du Jiangsheng asked instead of answering.

"He is the owner of the Dreamy Cloud Villa, Meng Jiuke. He is also my father when I was young!" A trace of fear flashed across Meng Chun Lou's eyes. "Many times, I suspect that I'm not his biological son. Because he treats me worse than a dog!"

"Do you hate him?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"I don't hate him, but I do hate him!" Meng Chun Lou smiled bitterly.

"Why is that?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"I don't hate him because he made me. I hate him a lot, but it's because he tore apart my childhood!" Meng Chun said.

"Do I have to pay so much to become a peerless master?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"If you want to become a strong warrior, especially a top Ranker, you must put in a lot of effort and effort that others are unwilling to put in! Otherwise, you can only be a defeated opponent! " Meng Chun said.

"Is your sword technique easy to learn?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"It's very simple for me, because I only need to persevere!" Meng Chun said.

"Alright! I agree to be your disciple, but I have one thing to declare, and that is that you will always be my uncle! " Du Jiangsheng said.

"I've already said that we can only have one relationship!" Meng Chun said.

"I won't make things difficult for you. I will put you in my heart, but you can ignore me, your nephew!" Du Jiangsheng said.

"If you are unable to persevere on the way, I will kill you!" Meng Chun said.

"Why?" Du Jiangsheng asked somewhat angrily.

"Because I won't let a useless disciple go out and ruin my reputation!" Meng Chun said.

"Good!" I understand! " Du Jiangsheng wiped away the tears on his face and kneeled down to Meng Chunlou with a "thump". He shouted, "Uncle, please accept this bow from your nephew!"

"Wrong!" Meng Chun Lou said angrily in a low voice.

"Let me call you uncle for the last time!" Du Jiangsheng smiled sadly, "Disciple will not make similar mistakes in the future!"

Meng Chun Lou raised her eyelids slightly and replied coldly, "Remember, this is the last time!"

"I do not know where to start, please advise me, Master!" Du Jiangsheng said somewhat awkwardly.

Go fill up the tank, then drain the water inside. Then fill up the tank again, then release the water inside until it becomes dark. If I don't tell you to stop, you'll have to continue working on it! Meng Chun said.

Du Jiangsheng's eyes widened as he racked his brain, but he could not think of the benefits and disadvantages, so he asked, "Master, why are you doing this?"

Meng Chun Lou raised her hand and slapped him. With a cold voice, she shouted, "You talk too much!"

"Yes sir!" Du Jiangsheng clenched his teeth and pushed through. He quickly rushed to the kitchen, grabbed a bucket, and went to fetch some water.

Meng Chunlou watched as he filled the bucket with extreme difficulty and then poured the bucket with extreme difficulty. He only felt a bit of pain in his heart, but his face was as cold as ice. Do you want me to whip you to increase your strength? "

"Rest assured, Master, your disciple will increase his strength!" As Du Jiangsheng shouted, his steps were clearly much faster, but his body was really thin. When he ran, he always felt as if he was stepping on cotton. He tripped and his hands were immediately scratched!

He was in so much pain that tears flowed out of his eyes. Separated by the misty light of his tears, he could not help but plead, "Master, I'm in so much pain!"

Meng Chun Lou quickly walked in front of him, grabbed a wooden stick and started hitting his butt. She shouted, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt? "

Every beat was enough to cover up the pain on Du Jiangsheng's hand. He thought that if he forcefully endured, his Master would soften, but Meng Chun Lou's slap was even stronger!

Perhaps out of instinct for survival, Du Jiangsheng suddenly crawled up from the ground, picked up the two buckets, and quickly threw them into the water well. Perhaps out of instinct for survival, Du Jiangsheng suddenly crawled up from the ground, picked up the two buckets, quickly threw them into the water well, then quickly gathered water again, and hurried back again.

Meng Chun Lou looked at his back and sighed coldly, saying, "Forget it! You can't be my disciple, so just be my nephew! "

Du Jiangsheng really wanted to agree to him, but he knew that if he agreed, then he would never be able to stand up straight in front of him. Therefore, he stubbornly stood up and hatefully stared at Meng Chunlou, saying, "You can never make me submit!"

After saying that, he picked up the bucket and continued drawing water. Although it was difficult, he kept on doing it, as if he was an iron man who didn't know how to get tired!

Meng Chun Lou didn't continue to look at him. He just carried his long sword and walked out of the courtyard. It wasn't until it was dark that he reappeared. However, in his other hand was a two-foot-long iron sword!

Du Jiangsheng was already unconscious on the ground due to overexertion. Although he still had his breath, it was no different from a dying man. Seeing this, Meng Chunlou walked to the front of the water tank and scooped up a spoonful of water before pouring it on Du Jiangsheng's head. He only felt his mind clear up, sat up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Meng Chun Lou coldly threw the iron sword in front of him and then said coldly, "This sword is yours! Whenever I am able to pick it up, I will teach you sword techniques! "

When Du Jiangsheng heard this, he immediately reached out to grab it, but he felt that the sword was too heavy for him to hold. On the other hand, the pain in his hand became even more acute as it came into contact with the sword.

Meng Chunlou ignored him and walked straight to the house to light the oil lamp. Then, he walked into the kitchen alone and made two bowls of Egg Fried Rice. He then ate one bowl and left the other to Du Jiangsheng.

Meng Chunlou didn't treat him to a meal. He went to sleep first and didn't know how Du Jiangsheng would treat him. Anyway, when he woke up the next day, his meal was already gone and Du Jiangsheng was no longer in his room!

He did not feel surprised. Instead, he laughed and said: "I knew he would not be able to bear the hardships. I didn't expect him to really leave!"

Just as he was thinking about this, he saw Du Jiangsheng running back while gasping for breath, tightly binding the iron sword to his left arm. Although his body was bent under the pressure, he still stubbornly lifted his head and said, "Look, I'm holding your sword!"

Seeing this, Meng Chonglou could not help but smile bitterly and said, "I've only seen people using their hands to hold a sword, but I've never seen anyone using their arms to hold a sword. How did you do it?"

Du Jiangsheng forced out a smile and said, "Don't worry about how I did it. I'm only asking you, are the words I said still valid?"

Meng Chunlou smiled bitterly and said, "Alright then! Then you will start with drawing your sword! Whenever you are able to pull out your sword in the shortest time possible, I will teach you an official sword technique! "

When Du Jiangsheng heard this, he couldn't help but become furious and coldly asked, "Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me? My hand is full of wounds, yet you want me to pull out the sword?

"If a swordsman can't draw his sword, how can he kill with his sword?" Meng Chun Lou asked.

Du Jiang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and endured for a long time before saying, "Okay! I'll pull it out for you to see! "

At this point, he stretched out his trembling right hand to try to untie the iron sword in his left arm, but found that such a simple task was extremely difficult and painful!

Seeing him in such a difficult situation, Meng Chunlou could not help but curse, "Do you have more brains than others? If you dawdle like this, I can at least kill you 50 times! "Watch!"

As he said this, he drew his sword out of its sheath. Du Jiangsheng had not yet seen his path, but he had already sheathed his sword. He then asked coldly, "How many times have I drawn it?

"Once!" Du Jiangsheng tried to answer.

"Wrong!" Three times! " Meng Chun Lou coldly glared at Du Jiangsheng, "It's fine that you're slow, but don't tell me your eyes are slower than the others? I will punish you to count the leaves of this huge tree. If you lose a leaf, you will no longer have to be my disciple! "

"What?" You want me to count the leaves? Aren't you trying to make things difficult for me? " Du Jiangsheng asked.

"If you can't count in one day, then count in two days. If you can't count in two days then count in three days. But if you make me wait too long, then you should give up being my disciple as soon as possible!" Meng Chun said.

"I will never give up! Not only will I not give up, I will also make it so that you will never be able to see my joke again! " Du Jiangsheng said fiercely.

"Then prove it to me, and not use your mouth here to brag about yourself!" Meng Quan walked into the room and did not come out until dusk!

Around the time when the lights were on, Meng Chunlou walked into the kitchen and made two bowls of Egg Fried Rice. He ate one and left the other one to Du Jiangsheng before he went to sleep.

When he walked out of the house, he saw that the yard was filled with leaves. He looked at the big tree and saw that it was bare, he could not help but frown, and was about to call Du Jiangsheng, but he saw him run out laughing and said, "I have finished counting. This tree has a total of 39,642 leaves, not one leaf is too many, not a single leaf is too many!"

"Kneel!" Meng Chun Lou shouted coldly.

"After I finished counting the leaves, you actually forced me to kneel. What kind of logic is this?" Du Jiangsheng asked.

"I told you to count the leaves, but I didn't tell you to climb the tree to pick the leaves. Yet, you chose to do something so opportunistic. Shouldn't you be punished?" Meng Chun Lou asked.

"But you clearly know that you can't count clearly under the tree, yet you still want me to do this. Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me?" Is there a master like you who teaches his disciples in this world? " Du Jiangsheng said angrily.

Meng Chunlou let out a long sigh and said, "The reason I asked you to count the leaves was actually to train your eyesight. You can't even see how many times I've pulled out my sword, so how could you remember how I pulled it out? Your eyes are so slow, how can you learn my sword technique? "

When Du Jiangsheng heard this, he felt ashamed. He kneeled down with a "thump" and said, "Master, your disciple knows his mistake!"