Although Liu Qingcang was young, he was more intelligent. In addition, he had learned the basic skills for a few years, so he understood it as soon as he heard it. According to his look, he also began to practice.
Murong Xuan saw that his movements were relatively standard, which meant that he was good at practising martial arts. He couldn't help but be happier.
After practicing for half a day and eating some fruits, they went down the mountain and went back to their living quarters to take a bath in the cold tub.
He practiced like this for a few months. On this morning, when Liu Qingcang just got up and had not had time to wash his face, Murong Xuan called him into the stone house.
He didn't know why his master called him in so early in the morning, thinking that he had to learn again
