If I add money to become a layman, I can cultivate immortality

Chapter 34: Showdown, I, Ding Xiu, want to rebel (please follow up)

morning.

"Huhuhu..."

There were waves of turbulent wind in the courtyard, and the light of the sword was like a curtain, accompanied by a vigorous figure.

Ding Baiying leaned against the door, folded her hands on her chest, and looked at the people in the courtyard intently, with a hint of brilliance in her eyes.

The man who practiced the sword was none other than Ding Xiu.

Although his strength in this world has reached the ceiling level, it does not mean that he can just lie down.

Men with golden fingers naturally want to practice martial arts to the extreme, enter the innate world, enter the Tao through martial arts, and then embark on a road to immortality.

What's more, the map shown in the movie world is limited. Who knows what day a hidden master will suddenly appear from somewhere in the mountain?
Practicing martial arts is a very hard work. In addition to talent, you also need to practice diligently. It is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

But for Ding Xiu, it is as simple as eating and drinking.

This is the advantage that the potential development is almost twice that of ordinary people. Whether it is physical fitness, spirit, vitality, understanding, senses, etc., it is a qualitative leap.

Ding Xiu has improved the Qi Family Sword passed down by Ding Baiying several times, taking its essence and removing its dross, while incorporating his own insights into it.

It should be said that this set of sword techniques has almost no trace of the Qi family sword. It emphasizes the meaning rather than the shape, which can be regarded as creating a new school.

This is why Ding Baiying was surprised.

She found that her disciple seemed to have a spiritual orifice, and his strength was becoming more and more difficult for her to guess.

When Ding Xiu sheathed the knife, Ding Baiying couldn't help stroking her palms and shouted: "Okay!"

"Huh? Master, have you always been here?" Ding Xiu pretended to step forward and asked.

"What? Are you afraid that Master will secretly learn your sword skills?"

"When did the master learn to tell jokes? The disciple's sword skills were taught by the master, and the disciple just improved it slightly."

Ding Baiying said angrily: "Don't be so pretentious here. Master, the water is too shallow to accommodate a vicious dragon like you."

"Master was joking again. As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a teacher..."

"Ok?"

"Wife...cough, master, my disciple told you last time that your sword skills must be improved, otherwise it will be very dangerous if others see your flaws."

This time, Ding Baiying finally let go of her reserve and aloofness.

However, he still pretended to be nonchalant: "Okay, when you are free, you can tell Master how to improve."

"You can do it now."

"You don't have to go to the Yamen today?"

"No, we have been working on the case separately these days. It's okay to be lazy occasionally."

"In that case, I will reluctantly listen to you as a teacher..."

Ding Xiu couldn't help but snicker secretly.

She obviously wants to learn, but she has to pretend not to care.

For Ding Xiu, face is a dispensable thing. What he always strives for is reputation.

With lizi, face will come to you.

Soon after, Ding Xiu approached Ding Baiying and demonstrated by himself, constantly correcting the flaws in Ding Baiying's sword skills.

"Master, raise your hand a little higher and tilt the blade..."

"Put your chest up..."

"Sink your waist, keep your legs tight, and pay attention to defending your lower body..."

Ding Xiu taught very seriously, correcting Ding Baiying's movements with his hands from time to time. Ding Baiying was very focused on practicing and didn't pay attention to these details.

When the training was almost done, Ding Xiu held Ding Baiying's waist and said with a smile: "Master, are you tired from training? I'll give you a massage to activate your muscles and bones."

Ding Baiying snorted and walked up to the stone table.

Ding Xiu looked regretful and followed him to the stone table and poured two cups of tea: "Master, drink tea."

After chatting for a while, Ding Xiu subconsciously asked: "By the way, Master, have you noticed anything special in the Li Mansion?"

Ding Baiying shook her head: "I haven't found it yet. I will notify you if there is any situation."

"Well, okay." At this time, Ding Baiying couldn't help but ask: "Tell me the truth, why are you working so hard on the case and climbing up the ladder?"

"Didn't I say that I would find an opportunity to avenge Uncle Lu?"

"Then what are your specific plans?"

"Master, do you want to hear the truth?"

"Nonsense! Could it be that you have been lying to me?"

"How dare you? The reason why my disciple never told you is because he was afraid of scaring you."

Upon hearing this, Ding Baiying couldn't help but smile: "Do you think I am one of those delicate women outside? What kind of storms have I not experienced?"

After speaking, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

"Well, since Master wants to hear the truth, I'll stop pretending and show my cards..."

Ding Baiying glared: "Let's get to the point!"

"Okay, let's be honest, the disciple's ultimate goal is... to rebel!"

"puff!"

Ding Baiying squirted out all her tea.

Ding Xiu wiped the tea on his face with a speechless expression.

Experienced strong winds and waves?
Ding Baiying quickly looked around, then grabbed Ding Xiu: "Elbow, follow me back to the house."

"There's no need to bother Master with such a small matter, I'll take care of it myself..."

"Stop pretending to be confused with me. For such a big thing as rebellion, you...are you willing to die?"

Ding Xiu said slowly: "It is precisely because the disciples want to survive that they think of rebellion."

"What are you talking about?"

"Brother Shen told his disciples last time about the Battle of Salhu. It was really a Shura field, and human lives were as cheap as grass.

After escaping from death, Uncle Lu once said that if he didn't want to die like this, he had to change his way of living.

Master once led his disciples and a group of brothers to fight against Japanese pirates. What was the result?Instead, he became a bandit.

Facts have proved that you can’t rely on anyone. In the end, you have to rely on yourself. "

After hearing these words, Ding Baiying was stunned for a long time, and then murmured: "But, how can we rebel with just these people?"

Ding Xiu smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, Master. The disciple has already made a plan. Don't worry. When the time comes, just raise your arms and some people will join."

"It's easy to say, you can't use money to recruit troops? Where do we get so much money?"

"So, this is one of the reasons why I joined Jinyiwei. Look, haven't we already obtained 100 million taels from Wei Zhongxian?"

Ding Baiying spread his hands: "Where is the money?"

"Buried in the palace..."

"Are you talking nonsense? Do you dare to dig? Even if you really dare to dig, how many carts will it take to transport 100 million taels of silver? How will you transport it out?"

Ding Xiu smiled and said: "Nothing is difficult in this world, only those who are willing to do so. In fact, this disciple has already thought about this matter. If you want to transport the silver from the palace, the best way is to use the water trucks and dung trucks that go in and out of the palace..."

Upon hearing this, Ding Baiying couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

Yes, why didn't you think of this?
Water carts and dung carts would come in and out of the palace every day, and money could indeed be transported out without anyone noticing.

But the prerequisite must be one of your own.

"Master, this matter cannot be accomplished overnight. We must have a detailed and long-term plan, and we must find a group of reliable people."

Ding Baiying pondered for a while, then asked solemnly: "This matter is not trivial. Have you really thought about it?"

Ding Xiu nodded heavily: "I have thought about it a long time ago, but it is impossible for one person to complete this important task. The disciple needs the cooperation of the master."

"How to cooperate?"

"It's the kind of close cooperation, understanding each other, and not distinguishing between each other..."

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(End of this chapter)