Chapter 086 – Teach you to practise your writing, do not learn!
The two young kui warriors are curled up and sleeping at Xu Fengnian’s feet, naive, the little guy is very good to feed, casually thrown into the river, they can already prey on their own carp in the river, eat and play enough, and then stretch out the oars, four claws like hooks, it is easy to get on the boat.
Xu Fengnian, who was about to get up, looked up and saw the old Sword God turn around and walk back.
Xu Fengyen’s memory is good, so good that Xu Weixiong said that his only advantage is to remember things, a glance, almost unforgettable, Wudang’s last headmaster Wang Chonglou’s Great Yellow Ting Oral Recipes, the bull-riding Du compiled out of the “Sen Tongqi”, the Green Water Pavilion Practice Sword Record, Jade Pillar Heart Law seven or eight books, Dusi Cong’s Thousand Swords Herbal Compendium, Forbidden Mountain Village’s “Killing the Whale Sword”, the Green Goat Palace’s three secret manuals, listening to the tide pavilion within the so many years of climbing up and down the stairs, on the Read more, but unfortunately most of them belong to the sloppy sweep through not on the heart.
Those ginger mud word by word read over, Xu Fengyen listen to the side of the understanding, memory is especially deep, just he practiced knife, white-haired old Kui only this son of His Royal Highness led into the threshold of the king’s house on the back of the sky laughing, and then aunt in the Blue Goat Palace proposed that Xu Fengyen first first fifty strokes of the peak of the peak of the extreme, and is considered to be pointing out a path of climbing, but the problem again, Xu Fengyen did not get to the second grade of strength, not to be able to do the high level of the world’s hundreds of thousands of martial arts commentary, and the reading is mixed. The reading of the book is mixed, but has become a stumbling block in the cultivation, a paste, stuck in a rut. Until Li Chun Gang gave the popping knife broken walnut problem, as if in the fog to tear a slit, Xu Fengyen is no stranger to this, the national master Li Yishan taught the vertical and horizontal fifteen road, like to take his newly figured out Go fixed to let Xu Fengyen to crack, Xu Fengyen sat in the early morning, during the successful use of the embroidered winter walnut popped into pieces, the board is still not bad, and even the trend of a drum and even the stacking of the walnuts can not be difficult to embroidered winter knife.
Li Chun Gang sat in front of Xu Fenian and asked, “Do you know the difference between sword strokes and sword intent?”
Xu Fenian shook his head blankly.
The old man said expressionlessly, “Draw your sword.”
Xu Fengyen flattened his embroidered winter.
The old sword god extended a finger and casually flicked it on the blade, without seeing how the embroidered winter bent, the three walnuts in front of Xu Fengyen exploded at the same time. The old man gently flicked his sleeve, stacked up three walnuts again, and then flicked the embroidered winter, still the walnuts were shattered, the result of the two actions were the same, so Xu Fengyen did not know what the old God of the Sword gourd sells drugs.
Seeing Xu Fenian’s puzzled look, Li Chun Gang snorted, “Try to put Spring Thunder under Xiu Dong.”
Xu Fenian turned into a two-handed sword.
Old man Li knocked the embroidered winter again, Xu Fengyen’s tiger’s mouth was shaken, he could not hold the spring thunder because there was a point on the spring thunder blade like a thunderbolt, then it spread to Xu Fengyen’s hand, resulting in the whole arm tingling and numb. Xu Fengyen understands, this is the sword astral, the city streets and lanes of the storyteller likes to commonly called sword qi, in fact, slightly different. Old man Li did not give Xu Fenian time to catch his breath, and then knocked the embroidered winter, a moment of Spring Thunder almost out of hand, the right side of the blade violently slid towards Xu Fenian’s chest, just a hair’s breadth away, but it was the old sword god two fingers pinched the Spring Thunder. But the old sword god pinched the spring thunder with his two fingers. The embroidered winter blade remained motionless, Xu Fengyen was horrified. This time it was considered to be impossible to figure it out.
Li old sword god seems to think that this kid is too poor understanding, not scolding uncomfortable, glaring: “You play embroidered winter, anyone can see a curved arc, the layman looks at the power, but not real. Old man to play, with your humble practice, can see the embroidered winter played a few back and forth? Seems to be embroidered winter does not move, it really does not move? I have two fingers, one of which is the sword’s astral deity, which penetrates through the embroidered winter and strikes on the spring thunder. The second finger is to give up the astral seeking sword moves, in fact, the embroidered winter has long been the blade bent six times, side impact on the blade of the spring thunder, which makes the spring thunder split to you. Superior sword moves, nothing more than seeking fast and steady, fast as running thunder, steady as five mountains, boy, you are still very young na.”
Xu Fengyin was puzzled, “So which is stronger, the sword dipper or the sword stance?”
Old Sword God Li laughed coldly: “If I want to use my sword dang to break the enemy, then it is the sword dang that is powerful, if I am willing to kill people with my sword stance, naturally, it is the sword stance that is stronger than all sword dangs in the world.”
Oh well, it was a waste of time to ask.
Xu Fengyen was somewhat helpless.
Old man Li quite a fair deal, got up and said, “Are these two fingers enough to buy all your rice paper?”
Xu Fenian nodded, “Very enough.”
Li Jian Shen in the boat wandered around before walking back to the cabin, Xu Fengyen looked at the old man’s back, can not help but feel mixed feelings, there is a jiao dragon kill jiao dragon, is not nonsense touting, the old man is a double-sleeved hidden green dragon, to just to Yang, domineering, flying sword destroyed Taihua Mountain, said to get all the Lv Dongxuan immortal sword essence, the pressure box of the double-sleeved sword, naturally, compared to the sword immortal kneeling to be 100 times more formidable, Xu Fengyen originally felt that Li Chungang after the broken arm, the double-sleeved one. Xu Fengnian originally thought that after Li Chun Gang broke his arm, he would not dare to underestimate the double sleeve sword.
Two fingers play embroidery winter, a directive sword astral, a directive sword art, words can be described as in-depth, for the martial arts at the fork in the road to commit confusion Xu Fengyen pointed out a sheep’s intestines, coupled with the overlaying armor maidservant Zhao Yutai’s words, Xu Fengyen seems to be out of the ghost gate, the eyes brightly open, as to when to the first realm, or even touching the diamond realm of the border, Xu Fengyen is indeed not in a hurry, which is attributed to the old Huang’s implicitly, the words of the body to teach! This is due to old Huang’s implicit teaching, words are often unhelpful, not as good as teaching, old Huang’s sword, of course, there is still a distance from the old sword god Li Chungang, but in Xu Fengyen’s mind, old Huang’s sword box and the old sword god’s wooden horse ox, who is heavy and who is light, it’s obvious.
Riding out of Northern Liang.
Xu Fengnian finally learned from Xu Snapdragon’s mouth what Old Huang said to Wang Xianzhi when he was dying and sitting facing north.
Xu Fengnian pressed the sword and stood, looking towards the vast river, closed his eyes and kept exhaling, the qi conduction was as continuous as the river, together with the silent recitation of the Great Yellow Ting Mantra: “The qi goes back to the Danfang knot, and the pot gives birth to the kanli. Yin and Yang are born repeatedly, universalization of a thunderbolt. Gua in the play wonderful reason, who do not longevity, white rainbow riding the dragon straight up to the Dala Heaven …….”
Generally speaking, Taoism longevity cultivation aphorisms are often flowing in the deliberate pursuit of wonderful words, ordinary people read for the first time, only feel wonderful wonderful wonderful, Xuanxuan Xuan more Xuan, in fact, if there is no Taoist real person personally lead the way, teaching the concrete spit and lead the gas recipe, and in the end, just into the mountain to see the fairy, empty-handed and return, as the so-called fairy refused to say, lost thousands of millions of people, that is, this is the rationale.
When Xu Fengyen was traveling in the world, he sensed that someone was walking behind him, and the only one who dared to come forward to disturb His Highness’ cultivation at this moment was Yu Youwei, who held Wu Meiniang and softly said, “Don’t you want to eat something?”
Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and gave a hmmm. Glancing at fish Youwei, really a special thing, but it is a pity that Lu Zu left a poem early to warn the future generations: 28 beautiful body like pastry, waist like a sword to cut down the mortal man. Although I don’t see people’s heads fall, secretly teach the spirit of the king to wither. Xu Fengyen is very helpless, he is not a flower girl, from the mountain to practice sword to the mountain, always able to sit still, this determination, can be seen.
When eating, the only people sitting at the table were Xu Fengyen’s old sword god and Wei Shuyang.
Li Chun Gang nibbled a piece of noodle cake, remembered something, said casually: “Although old man avoided retreating that Wu family swordsman, can come back later, he is very likely to be in a higher realm, that sword, you fools only look at the hilarity, but that guy can realize some of the doorway, it will be very beneficial to his sword cultivation.”
Xu Fenian’s face stiffened and he bit down hard on a steamed bun.
Breakfast was over, Old Sword God Li spread out the rice paper in the cabin and smiled at Jiang Nai who was hiding and reading, “Come on, Jiang girl, if you don’t learn the sword, then you don’t learn, but I can teach you to practise calligraphy.”
Character practice?
Jiang Nai likes, otherwise in the Northern Liang King’s Mansion would not secretly take a tree branch on the ground ghost drawing symbols.
Just the old man one-handed pen, temperament changed, still smiling and deep voice: “But remember, I teach you to practice writing, you can see, but not allowed to learn!”
Jiang Nai didn’t pay attention, just gave a light oh.
Xu Fengyen let the green bird warm a pot of yellow wine and sat alone.
That year, at the head of Wudi City, old Huang died on his deathbed without collapsing, and beside him was Wang Xianzhi, the second best in the world, old Huang just faced north and said, “Come, serve the young master wine na.”