When the old man said a word inadvertently, he heard it in Wan Defu's ears, but he was frightened and gloomy. Since the last twenty-eight years, every time he saw Wanxi’s clapper head or heard the story of the book "Three Kingdoms" about Wuhou’s army stationing in Wuzhangyuan, he would unexpectedly think of the joke of the old man. , Unexpectedly, he would regard Mr. Wan as Zhuge Liang and Wan Xi as Wei Yan—but he was the bewildered Jiang Wei.
I just turned over here, Wan Defu suddenly gritted his teeth and twisted his eyebrows, and violently raised his hand to shake his ear, and said: I want Wan Xi to pick one from the cannon, thunder, bullet, and sword forest. Life, after nearly 30 years of training and teaching on the knee and palm of the old man. Coupled with the careful cultivation of the lame nanny, humha, and his own, not only has he cultivated a heroic ability, he is also proficient in the martial arts of the article. Even in dealing with people and things, he has always been calm and solid, honest and talented, and he is not humble and defensive. He can be called a straightforward but delicate, intelligent and simple talent. How can it be because of the age of The legend of Shan and a casual joking falsely accused him of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors? Besides, I am so intrigued, could it be a trace of jealousy that has accumulated deep in my heart over the past twenty-eight years? Wanxi was only born in the raging war and drifted away for a few months. After that, he went to the fore and soared, and even saw that he would inherit the ruler and lead tens of thousands of people, and become the lord of a gang, dozens of hundreds. Will the League swear to the head of the party and hate it selfishly so that it is hopeful that he will be guilty of a big crime
Once Wan Defu pokes and cuts through his mind and ponders it again, he only feels that there is a dark and gloomy hole inside, and in addition, it is like hundreds of billions of entangled strands of silk, there is nothing at all. A clear idea. At the moment of being so ignorant and confused, he could hardly climb his body and almost fell to the ground. He was sure, grabbed his hand, and his whole body aura condensed again. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the sky reflected by the water waves. On this beam, he illuminated the five bullet marks a little bit more clearly-as expected, let the three points of water and the point on the right side horizontally. It became clearer. Knowing that there was no more time to delay, Wandefu immediately released a left hand, took out a small tweezers from the treasure bag under his right armpit, and probed the depth of each bullet mark one by one. As soon as the warhead was detected, he secretly urged his fingertips to awaken the zhenqi-it must be known that this path of zhenqi has a famous name called "Junmi Traveling Silk Art". It is said that this skill was passed down when Fuxi family created the Eight Diagrams, they painted rocks with hair and beard, and after sixty years of formation of the hexagrams, the magical skill of gathering energy at the ends of the hair was also developed. This argument is too weird to be attached to it, and it is even more difficult to examine the genealogy of the Fuxi family in detail, so it remains irrelevant.
Another source is still related to the facts of the Eight Heroes in the South of the Yangtze River. According to legend, one of the eight heroes is Lu Minzhan, ranked fourth, and the five heroes Zhou Xun are both brilliantly drawn. Zhou Xun is good at drawing dragons and Lu Minzhan can draw eagles; the figures of the two are included in "Painting Records". "Huazhenglu" records Lu's affairs slightly, and has a taste of it: "The people look at painting eagles, a proud work, and the four words'heroes get the road'." In fact, it is not only that. The posthumous work of Mr. Wan during his lifetime includes the volume of "The Magical Doctor Fang Fengwu", which is a biography and commentary of the great painter Fang Lian at the end of the Qing Dynasty. Fang Lian, named Fengwu, named Ganlijushi, and also named Mr. Jingcrow. This great painter's own note "Stunning Crows Staying in Honglu" contains: Back when Lu Minzhan wrote eagle, he deliberately used the homophone "English" to guide himself as a hero, which is not an exaggeration. "Jing Crow Liu Honglu" also recorded such a passage: "Min Zhan is a child who is sick, and even a blind monk has passed his house, saying his father: "The disease of this son is between square inches, not under the eyebrows." The father worships begging monks as governance. The monk said: "If I can make this son see the sun again, you must not see this son forever." Seeing, I saw a blue light like a thread, straight from my chest, traversing up and down along the meridians, like a spider web. After a while, Min Zhan actually vomited blood, his eyes opened, tears fell, and he gradually felt light, and he could discern form and shadow. For a long time, as usual, his blood and tears are like splashes of ink." After this adventure, the blind old monk didn't say a word, but his father, who was looking forward to the road and looking at him, folded his palms, grabbed the boy's sleeves, and slammed into the air. Leaped away like a long way. Lu Minzhan's future martial arts painting skills were taught by this monk.