Learn sword at 14 years old

  Fortunately, the child was helping her, thanks to learning a bit of beast-control skills from the child, otherwise these rabbits would have turned over and ridden on her head.

  Once he made his move, it was a swift and decisive blow that would surely kill, without any fancy or useless moves.

  "Is it heart, or is it blood on the head?"

  "There are often monks who raise spiritual beasts for driving, but none of them have any means to control them. The nature of these beasts is fierce and unruly, how can they be suppressed?" Xia Er spoke a bit more than usual when facing Qiu Qiu - just a little bit more.

  But Qiuqiu was already very satisfied.

  As for the method of taming the child, Qiuqiu hesitated and couldn't make up her mind. The child shook his head, resentful that he wasn't being taken seriously: "If they can recognize you as their master, from now on they will have a sense of dependence, which is also good for them."

  Autumn is still a modern person's idea that can't be shaken off. No matter if it's human or animal, who doesn't love freedom? How can you entrust your life and death to someone else's hands, letting them decide your fate?

  But she was obviously wrong. The child stood up and pushed open the window, two big rabbits jumped in obediently, standing in front of her with their four long ears shaking together, as if to say "Take me in, take me in".

  In the midst of the rabbits' eagerness to jump into the dish as food, coupled with Shi Er's instigation, Qiu Qiu received a spiritual pet for the first time in her life. Other people's spiritual pets were majestic and impressive, while Shi Er had this book that recorded various strange beasts that could be kept as spiritual pets. It was embarrassing to say that even if those rare objects were placed in front of Qiu Qiu, she wouldn't recognize them, let alone read out their names written in the book - those names were too obscure and difficult to pronounce.

  Even if it's not those rare things, at least it should look a bit ethereal and elegant, like the Linghe or Lingbao. The Lingtu is really... This will be embarrassing to mention in the future.

  But looking at the big rabbit's red and teary eyes, it seemed like she would rather die than refuse them, so refusing was out of the question.

  Rabbits are just rabbits... although not practical, at least they're a lively and festive family, and each of them has mastered the ultimate skill of acting cute to kill Qiuqiu.

  Although the rabbits are not as intelligent as humans, they have a natural tendency to seek benefits and avoid harm. In Qiū Qiū's place, life is not in danger, and it can also take advantage of the true yuan that is scattered during cultivation, which is not only beneficial for longevity.

  But after taking in this group of rabbits, they weren't just freeloaders who didn't do anything. In the autumn, Autumn would often find things they had brought at the door and on the windowsill - from big pumpkins and turnips to small chestnuts and peanuts, nothing was missing. It has to be said that a master like this will have spiritual pets like these. These rabbits never tried to curry favor with their master by bringing useless trinkets, but instead always brought things that hit the spot - for a big foodie like Autumn, these gifts were always gladly accepted, and she felt that taking in this group of rabbits wasn't a bad deal at all.

  Her attitude softened, and the rabbits immediately took advantage of her, almost wanting to make a nest on her bed. The two big ones still knew their limits, but the eight little ones were simply lawless. As the saying goes, "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers", these newborn rabbits were even more fierce than old tigers. Autumn was so angry that she couldn't help but laugh. If she wanted to scold them, they wouldn't understand, and would only stare at her with their two red eyes. And if she wanted to hit them, these little guys were still smaller than her palm, one slap would turn them into rabbit pancakes.

  Life is just a mix of worries and troubles, with occasional small moments of ease, but you get used to it anyway.

  The weather has been getting hotter and hotter, and Qiuqiu couldn't care about anything else. She didn't even have time to go back to her own place, so she packed a bag and moved in with Shi'er directly. May had passed, and June was also gone, the heat was unbearable. Qiuqiu didn't know if it was hotter this year than previous years or because she had something on her mind, but seeing the scorching sun made her anxious. She borrowed an ice crystal from her master to place in the house, and asked Jingxin Shijie for a set of hand techniques to regulate her qi and smooth her pulse. Every day, she would give Shi'er a treatment, not knowing if it could delay the onset of his illness, but doing so made Qiuqiu feel more at ease. It wouldn't hurt to try, even if it couldn't cure the disease, it was still good for regulating the body.

  She does all these for her son, not for anything in return.

  She is sincere and genuine towards her, she can feel it. Of course, she should also use sincerity to repay her.

  It was already July, and the weather had turned beautiful, with intermittent rain for over ten days. The temperature suddenly dropped, making it feel like summer was no longer here. Wearing a single layer of clothing still made her feel chilly in the morning and evening. Qiu Qiu counted down the days, marking each one off on her calendar with an "X". With each mark, she felt a little more at ease.

  The rain finally stopped, and the heat of midsummer has also passed. Autumn is coming happily, like a little bird out of its cage.

  She has been on tenterhooks all summer and can finally breathe a sigh of relief now.

  But after two days of relaxation, Jingyi and Qiūqiū were going to start learning sword fighting.

  Qiuqiu is eating and drinking well, doing whatever she wants. Jingyi is not as calm as her, having abnormal behavior in the past few days, even being enthusiastic towards Qiuqiu for the first time. It seems that the two are now on the same starting line, good sisters on the battlefield. However, Qiuqiu doesn't take Jingyi's current friendliness to heart, understanding her after years of interaction. Although they have the same starting point, if Qiuqiu makes a little more progress than her, she will immediately turn against her.

  Learning swordsmanship is not as exaggerated as in fantasy novels, where one can chant an incantation and ride a small flying sword to soar through the skies. Only Master has achieved that level of skill, and even Quiet Heart Sister has only just begun to grasp the basics. Autumn and the others have been practicing their starting stance for almost a month now, and as a result, whenever they see anything long and thin, they instinctively want to crouch down and assume the starting position. Even while eating, they can't help but mimic the motion with their chopsticks.

  The chopsticks of the young girl tapped lightly on the tip: "Let's eat."

  Qiu Qiu snapped back to reality and hastily replied, "Oh, okay." She picked up another piece of tofu and suddenly got up. Just now, the chopstick was tapping on the tip, but her hand felt a different vibration.

  "Pick up, have you also learned swordsmanship?"

  The boy glanced at her and said, "I know a thing or two."

  Qiu Qiu suddenly became solemn and respectful. When the child spoke, he had to listen carefully and distinguish between the words, and after slightly rubbing out one or two, the essence of the word would be revealed.

  "You're really something." Qiuqiu gave a thumbs up and then scooped another half bowl of soup for Shi'er.

  She held the soup and didn't drink it. After a while, seeing Qiuqiu had no intention of speaking again, Ba Tian Huang took the initiative to ask: "Don't you want to ask me something?"

  "Oh? You're talking about learning swordsmanship?" Qiuqiu had a grain of rice on her face, but she didn't even notice it herself, and said with a smile: "Master said that there's no shortcut to cultivation, things that are stolen or borrowed will never truly be yours. Besides, where can you find so many secrets and shortcuts in this world?"

  He nodded and lowered his head to take a sip of soup. The topic was dropped there, and neither of them mentioned it again.