After he finished speaking, he smiled, looked up at Xu Feng and said, "Brother Xu is really a bit stupid."
"Brother Zhou also thinks I'm overthinking myself?"
"That's not true. It's just that martial arts are broad and profound, and you may not be able to improve just by studying hard. I think Brother Xu has a good foundation in internal skills, but the swordsmanship you practice..." Zhou Yan tried his best to speak The euphemism, "although there are merits, but it is really not brilliant."
Xu Feng's swordsmanship was taught by his master. Although he came from a well-known and upright family, but his school's reputation in Jianghu is not outstanding, and he has never produced any top figures, so there are indeed many flaws in his school's kung fu.
Did Zhou Yan mean to tell him to vote for another faction
Xu Feng pondered for a moment, and said: "Master treats me with great kindness. I must not abandon my teacher's school for revenge and switch to another school. What's more, the matter of learning from a teacher depends on chance. I have mediocre qualifications, and I am afraid that other schools will not accept it." Get on me."
"Brother Xu misunderstood." Zhou Yan said, "When Kungfu is practiced to the extreme, you can hurt people by picking leaves and flying flowers, and you don't have to stick to one school or one move. So after you recover from your illness, why not spend more time practicing it?" When the internal strength is well practiced in the future, some flaws in the sword moves will be harmless."
Zhou Yan's knowledge in martial arts is far superior to him, Xu Feng felt deeply after hearing this, and said: "But because of some things, my kung fu was wasted for several years, and not long ago I went crazy..."
Zhou Yan immediately said: "I was going to recuperate here. Brother Xu, if you don't mind, you can practice with me. The two of you can learn from each other. Maybe you can improve faster."
Xu Feng knew that Zhou Yan's kung fu was far superior to his own, so why would he need to compete with him? It's more like saying that he has the intention to point him out. However, Xu Feng did not refuse his kindness.
From then on, Zhou Yan lived in a proper way.
Xu Feng's room was small, and it was a bit cramped for two people to live in. Zhou Yan built another hut next to him, bought some pots and pans, and lived next to him.
While Xu Feng was recuperating from his illness, Zhou Yan opened up several big acupuncture points for him, and taught him some ways to practice luck. Xu Feng benefited greatly, and many barriers that he could not break through before were suddenly enlightened. After he recovered from his illness, his kung fu improved to a higher level.
As soon as Xu Feng recovered, the daily cooking tasks naturally fell on him again. Zhou Yan praised him for his good craftsmanship at first, but later he got used to eating, and even started to order dishes. Xu Feng followed him everywhere, went to the mountains to hunt once every few days, and then took the prey to the town to exchange for some rice.
A month flies by.
Xu Feng had exchanged hands with Zhou Yan several times, and he knew that he didn't use weapons, but used a set of palm techniques. His lightness kung fu is extremely high, and when he uses this set of palms, he is really indescribably elegant and unrestrained. If his appearance is more handsome, he can be regarded as a handsome young man. Although Xu Feng had a sword in his hand, he couldn't do a few tricks under his hands. Zhou Yan often showed mercy and just threw him to the ground.
Zhou Yan never mentioned the origin of his master, so Xu Feng never inquired about it. On the contrary, he was very honest. Except for those three years, he would answer whatever Zhou Yan asked. In less than a month, Zhou Yan He has found out everything about him, even how many brothers he has.
The weather was very good that day, Xu Feng practiced his sword outside the door, Zhou Yan folded his arms and watched from the side, pointing out some flaws in his swordsmanship from time to time.
Xu Feng was taught humbly, and practiced again in front of him.
Zhou Yan watched intently, not knowing what to think of, and said to Xu Feng: "Brother Xu, lend me your sword."
Xu Feng hurriedly threw the sword at him.
Zhou Yan took it in his hand, walked a few steps to a tree in front of the door, pointed the tip of his sword at the ground, and drew a random circle. The momentum of the sword continued unabated, followed by another circle. There was a small circle inside the big circle, and a big circle after the small circle. At first, the speed was extremely slow, but then it became faster and faster. Xu Feng was almost dazzled by the sword light.
At this moment, Zhou Yan made a sword.
An incomparably swift sword.
Xu Feng couldn't see how he struck, but felt that if he stood in front of him, it would be impossible to avoid the sword. Of course, that tree couldn't be avoided. After being hit by Zhou Yan's sword, the trunk with a bowl-thick mouth broke from the middle and fell to the ground.
Xu Feng was stunned.
Zhou Yan lowered his hands as if nothing had happened, the tip of his sword was still pointing at the ground, he turned around and asked him, "Brother Xu, what do you think of this move?"
Xu Feng said: "Brother Zhou's swordsmanship... is so powerful."
"Brother Xu has a pure heart. No matter how good your swordsmanship is, it's not a way to kill people." Zhou Yan looked at Xu Feng from that distance, and smiled slightly, "If you want to kill an enemy with your hands, you have to learn this trick from me." trick?"
Xu Feng's heart was pounding.
Only then did he realize that the position where Zhou Yan drew his sword was right in the heart of the enemy? Taking a person's life with one sword is the sword technique for killing people. In comparison, what he practiced himself was nothing more than flamboyant fists and embroidered legs.
Xu Feng was a little moved, but after only a moment, he calmed down and said, "Thank you Brother Zhou for your kindness. It's a pity that I am not a member of Brother Zhou's family, but I am not good at learning the Kung Fu of your school."
Zhou Yan didn't expect him to be so pedantic, so he thought for a while and said, "This is a martial art handed down from the family, and it doesn't have the rules of those big schools. Besides, I only taught Brother Xu a few sword skills, it's not a big deal."
Xu Feng still hesitated, so Zhou Yan turned the sword in his hand and said, "It seems that Brother Xu's so-called eagerness for revenge is just talk."
Xu Feng knew that Zhou Yan was using words to provoke him, but he still got what he said. He has been instructed by Zhou Yan recently, and his internal strength attainments can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds, but the wider his vision, the more he knows that his talent is limited. If you just practice hard, you don't know when you will be able to kill the owner of the Palace of Bliss.
Thinking of this, Xu Feng finally cupped his fists and said, "Then thank you, Brother Zhou."
Zhou Yan glanced at him quietly, and only said: "If you want to thank me, just add a few more dishes for lunch today."
As he spoke, he turned the hilt upside down and returned the sword to Xu Feng.
When Xu Feng received the sword, he caught a glimpse of a faint scar on the tiger's mouth on his right hand. The wound had scabbed over a long time ago, and he could vaguely see a few teeth marks.
Xu Feng's heart moved, and he remembered that when he went mad, he really bit a person's hand hard. At that time, only Zhou Yan was by his side, who else could be the one who was bitten? He remembered that he tasted blood, and he must have bitten it hard, but Zhou Yan didn't mention it.
After three years of training in the Palace of Bliss, Xu Feng is wary of anyone and dare not trust others. Biansheng, Zhou Yan, protected him everywhere, saved his life, and taught him martial arts. Even if he was a stone, his heart would inevitably be moved.
He couldn't help asking: "I haven't known Brother Zhou for long, why does Brother Zhou treat me like this?"
"Didn't I say it long ago? You are about the same age as my lost brother, and I only treat you as a younger brother..."
Xu Feng's mind became hot, and he blurted out: "Since that's the case, why don't you and I marry Jinlan and become brothers with different surnames?"
Zhou Yan never expected that he would say such a thing, so he was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said: "Brother Xu, what did you say?"
As soon as Xu Feng said that, he regretted it, took a step back, and lowered his eyes and said: "I was the one who was abrupt. Brother Zhou is a master of martial arts, and he is definitely not a mediocre person in the Jianghu. How could he worship an unknown pawn like me?"
Zhou Yan followed a step, could not help but hold his hand and said: "If Brother Xu has this intention, I will naturally... wish for it."
"Brother Zhou is willing?"
Zhou Yan was stunned again, and asked, "What did you call me?"
Xu Feng laughed and said, "Since you are sworn brothers, shouldn't I call you big brother?"
Zhou Yan still had an indifferent expression on his face, his eyes moved slightly, and he said, "That's exactly what it should be."
He squeezed Xu Feng's hand tightly with both hands, but immediately let go of it in a moment, and put his hands behind his back, letting out a long breath.
Xu Feng couldn't figure out whether he was happy or not, but he felt very happy when he thought of having a righteous brother, and said, "I'll go to the town in the afternoon to find a blind fortune-teller and ask him to pick a good day..."
"We people in Jianghu, why should we pay attention to these empty etiquette? I think today is a very auspicious day."
Zhou Yan looked around and saw that the tree at the door had been broken in half, which was really unlucky, so he chose another big tree, gathered soil under the tree for incense, and was about to pull Xu Feng to bow down.
Xu Feng laughed and said: "Brother Zhou is so impatient, is it because he is afraid that I will go back on my word?"
Zhou Yan's figure froze, but his face remained blank, and he didn't answer his words.
Xu Feng knew that he had an odd temper, and he stopped making fun of him for fear of offending the foster brother.
The two knelt down hand in hand, and made eight obeisances sincerely. The world is a mirror, and they have become brothers since then.
Because Xu Feng had such a powerful opponent, he didn't dare to say the vow of living together and dying together, and Zhou Yan didn't know why, but he didn't mention it either.
After the two swore to each other, Zhou Yan stretched out his hand to help Xu Feng up from the ground, and called out, "Brother Feng."
Xu Feng didn't expect him to call him so intimately, although he was a bit awkward, he still responded, "Well, Brother Zhou."
Zhou Yan looked at him a few times, said "good", "good", "good", and said three good words in a row, then raised his hands and covered his ears with his palms.
Xu Feng was puzzled and asked, "Brother Zhou?"
Zhou Yan looked at him and smiled, then let out a long whistle. His internal strength was profound, the whistling sound seemed to rise from the ground suddenly, it was long and clear, and resounded through the sky, until the leaves on the tree rustled down.
Although Xu Feng covered his ears for him, the eardrums still hurt from the shock, and even his heart trembled. He was so strange, he didn't understand what Zhou Yan meant, and he felt faintly in his heart that his brother-in-law acted insanely, and he might not be a righteous person. However, Zhou Yan saved his life many times, and he is also a chivalrous person. Since the two have married Jinlan, there is no need to care about his identity.
Zhou Yan breathed heavily, and after a while, he withdrew his hand, looked at Xu Feng again and again, and called him, "Brother Feng."
Xu Feng had no choice but to say "Brother Zhou".
Only then was Zhou Yan satisfied, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go cook."
"ah?"
"Remember to add a few dishes today."
After finishing speaking, Shi Shi ran away with his hands behind his back.
Shouldn't they go to a restaurant and order a table of food and drink on such a happy day of sworn brotherhood? Why is he still cooking? Zhou Yan sworn obeisance to him so readily, was it to recognize a younger brother, or to find a cook
Xu Feng stood on the spot for a while, looking at the sun in full bloom, he couldn't make his elder brother Zhou hungry, so he resigned himself to lighting a fire and cooking, and added a few more special dishes.
Zhou Yan ate to his heart's content.
Now that the two had decided on the status of brothers, Zhou Yan had no scruples about teaching Xu Feng kung fu again. Apart from the sword technique, he also taught him a set of lightness kung fu.
Xu Feng is quite talented in lightness kung fu, but he grasped the knack within a few days, and he practiced diligently himself, but he paid more attention to practicing that sword move. He was originally young, and during the three years in the Bliss Palace, he was forced by the situation to suppress his nature, but now he has not only escaped from the brothel, but also has a sworn brother, and gradually reveals a little lively temperament.
As soon as he mastered his lightness kung fu, he ran all over the mountains and forests, catching some little rabbits and birds, and returning them after playing enough.
Every time Zhou Yan saw it, he snorted displeasedly and said, "It should be baked and eaten."
Xu Feng didn't argue with him either, he just asked: "Brother Zhou, how is my kung fu practice?"
Zhou Yan's eyes swept across his face, and said lightly: "So-so, it's okay to escape."
Xu Feng was overjoyed to receive this compliment.
Zhou Yan then asked him: "When will you practice that sword technique?"
Xu Feng hurriedly said: "Practice in the afternoon."
It's not that he didn't pay attention to this matter, but after he practiced it a few times, he realized that although Zhou Yan's move was unparalleled in power, it needed to be used in conjunction with inner strength and mentality, and it would take a long time to accumulate strength, unless he was in front of him. Stand a live target, otherwise how can you hit it? In the future, he will seek revenge from the palace lord, maybe the other party will knock him down with one move, why would he stand still and let him poke a hole in his body
Xu Feng pondered for a long time, but he still raised this concern with Zhou Yan.
After Zhou Yan heard this, he just said "hmm", and said: "So this sword technique, you must never use it against the enemy on weekdays, and you can only use it when you meet your opponent."
"Why?"
"No matter how powerful the trick is, it will not be rare if you use it a lot."
"But my opponent is very skilled in martial arts, I'm worried..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yan had already snatched the sword in his hand, looked at the blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and said in a low voice: "This sword technique has its own subtleties, otherwise I wouldn't teach you .You just have practiced your sword moves now, as for the rest... you will know in the future."
After finishing speaking, he threw the sword back and said to Xu Feng: "You should have made some progress after practicing for a few days, let me see if you do it again."
Xu Feng was dubious about his words, but thinking that this was Zhou Yan's family's swordsmanship, he should be so conceited. The sword was used again.
His internal energy foundation is still shallow, and this move only has its shape but not its spirit, which cannot be compared with Zhou Yan's day.
Zhou Yan frowned and said, "No."
Xu Feng humbly asked for advice, and asked, "Brother Zhou, what do you think I can't practice well?"
"Not to mention anything else, the position of your sword is not right. If your opponent is standing in front of you, do you want to stab his liver or his lungs? His kung fu is far superior to yours, and you want to kill him. There is only one chance to shoot, and I can only stab him in the heart."
After Zhou Yan finished speaking, seeing Xu Feng staring at him blankly, he stretched out his hand, grabbed his right hand and pressed it on his chest. Xu Feng's right hand is still feeling, through the thin clothes, he can only feel his heart beating under the chest.
Zhou Yan asked him, "Did you touch it?"
Xu Feng was a little confused, and asked, "What?"
"His heart is in this place." Zhou Yan held his hand tightly, and said word by word, "Remember, you just stab here with your sword when the time comes, and don't miss your aim."
But what he pressed under his palm was Zhou Yan's heart.
Xu Feng's fingertips were numb, and he was distracted at this moment. He didn't come back to his senses until Zhou Yan called him, and said, "Brother Zhou, I remembered."
There was no expression on Zhou Yan's face, only Xu Feng's figure was reflected in his black pupils, his eyes were so dark that people could not see through them, and after a while, he slowly let go of his hand.
Xu Feng breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.
Zhou Yan said: "Go on and practice."
Xu Feng just picked up the sword and made a few random gestures. He had looked decent before, but now he lost his tricks. Taking advantage of Zhou Yan's inattention, he quietly rubbed his right hand. Ever since he was raped and humiliated in the Palace of Bliss, he has always been afraid of getting close to others, even when he went mad, he could bite people, but just now...he forgot to break Zhou Yan's hand.
There seemed to be a bit of warmth left in the palm.
Xu Feng swung his sword absent-mindedly, without using any internal energy. If the Palace Mistress stood in front of him at this moment, he might not even be able to pierce a piece of his clothes, let alone stab his heart and lungs.
It wasn't until Zhou Yan coughed a few times beside him that he regained his composure and continued to practice his sword.
Since then, Zhou Yan has watched Xu Feng practice his sword every day. If he accepts apprentices, he must be the most severe master in the world. Thanks to Xu Fengqin's hard work, he practiced that sword technique again and again, but gradually he became familiar with it. When he struck out the sword, he was fast and ruthless. Although it was not as powerful as Zhou Yan's sword, it was barely enough He is satisfied.
There is no sun and moon in the mountains.
When Xu Feng escaped from the Palace of Bliss, it was the mid-autumn festival in August, but now it is the middle of winter, and the Chinese New Year will be one month away. He used to stay in the deserted Green Bamboo Pavilion to watch the New Year with Jin Shu, but now that he has a righteous brother, he can have a lively New Year's Eve. He had planned early on which Zhou Yan's favorite dishes to cook during the Chinese New Year, and thought that he had saved some money from hunting, so he could just change Brother Zhou into new clothes.
That day Xu Feng went hunting in the mountains as usual, but because of the cold weather, he didn't find anything. When he came back, he saw Zhou Yanli standing outside the house with a pure white pigeon in his hand.
Xu Feng walked over quickly and wondered: "Where did Brother Zhou catch the pigeons?"
Zhou Yan said: "It flew into my hand by itself."
While speaking, he pinched one wing of the pigeon and handed it to Xu Fengdao: "I will eat roasted pigeon at night."
Xu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he took the pigeon and looked at it, and said: "I see this pigeon is very docile, like a carrier pigeon specially bred for communication."
Zhou Yan just said "Oh", as if he didn't care about it, and only thought about how to eat roasted pigeons.
Xu Feng checked the pigeon carefully. Although he didn't see the bamboo tube used for communication, he still said: "Brother Zhou, let's let this pigeon go. There are many people in the world who use pigeons to send messages. Stop and eat, maybe it will delay other people's important matters."
Zhou Yan frowned, stared at the pigeon for a moment, and said, "It's up to you."
After speaking, he turned and entered the house.
Xu Feng touched the escaped pigeon in his hand, and quickly released it. Immediately afterwards, he chased into the house and said, "What would Brother Zhou want to eat tonight? Let me cook a few more dishes."
As soon as he entered the room, he heard Zhou Yan say: "Open your mouth."
Xu Feng opened his mouth obediently.
Zhou Yan stuffed something into his mouth.
Xu Feng tasted the taste, his eyes were so sweet that his eyebrows curled up, and he said with a smile, "Yeah, it's caramel."
Zhou Yan tapped him on the head and said, "Eat without asking?"
"What are you asking? Brother Zhou won't poison me." Xu Feng had sugar in his mouth, and his voice was a little vague, "Why did Brother Zhou go to buy sugar?"
"I saw someone selling it in the town, so I bought it." Zhou Yan threw a bag of candy on the table and said, "Take it and eat it."
Xu Feng happily put it away.
Zhou Yan watched from the side, and said: "My younger brother was very good when he was a child. His parents are gone. He followed me hungry and full, and rarely cried. Only once, he saw other children eating candy. , and cried and begged to eat."
Xu Feng's heart softened when he heard it, and asked, "Brother Zhou, can you buy it for him to eat?"
"No." Zhou Yan said, "I couldn't even fill my stomach at that time, so where would I have money to buy candy?"
Xu Feng held the bag of candy in his hand and said, "When Big Brother Zhou finds his younger brother in the future, you can buy it for him."
Zhou Yan didn't answer, but just looked at Xu Feng quietly.
At this time, it was almost dusk, and the room was extremely dark. Xu Feng felt uncomfortable when he saw him, and called out, "Brother Zhou?"
Zhou Yan paused, then slowly looked away, and said, "Brother Feng, what are your plans for the future?"
"Brother Zhou, don't you know? I want to practice my kung fu well and go seek revenge on my enemy."
"Have you stayed in this small town? Have you ever thought about leaving here?"
Xu Feng was stunned, and only heard Zhou Yan say: "I heard a piece of news today. There is a genius doctor in Lin'an City, who may be able to heal your right hand injury."