Shen Ming has tried the posture of women on top of men before, and it is very comfortable, but he has never tried this kind of posture, where someone puts a sword against his throat, and even a little resistance can be killed by others.
"One hundred strokes, just arrived." Sister Shenxian didn't really stab, she put the sword behind her, and naturally retreated to the side.
"Sister Immortal, what's your name?" Shen Ming sat up, and before thanking him for not killing him, he struck up a conversation.
"Feng Ruotong." Sister Shenxian reported softly.
"What now? Do you want to kill me or help me?" Shen Ming was also confused by Monk Zhang Er. He originally planned to take the fairy sister away directly, even if she resisted and tied her up, but now, Shen Ming found that she seemed to be beaten. But this sister, the right to choose naturally falls into her hands.
"Follow me." Feng Ruotong called softly, turned and walked towards the forest beside him.
"Are you an officer?" Ruotong asked when the two were walking in the forest.
"Soldiers are you talking about? I fought wars before, but I was not an official pawn. I fought wars just to survive." Shen Ming talked eloquently, followed Ruotong, and walked deep into the forest go.
"No wonder you fight with deadly moves and strong murderous aura. Who did you learn your internal skills from?" Although Ruotong was gentle and elegant, Shen Ming found that she really liked to chat.
"A grandfather who is a thief is considered the king of thieves. I haven't learned it for long, a few months?" Shen Ming counted.
"You have achieved such an achievement in a few months. It seems that your skeletal surprise is indeed a piece of material for martial arts. If you train well, you will definitely be a capable servant of my Feng family in the future. Even if you beat the four guardians, it is not impossible." Feng Ruotong Heartfelt praise.
"I think you're mistaken. Feng Quan and I are just ordinary friends. We were never his servants. Not now, nor will we be in the future." Shen Ming quickly denied.
"Really? It's a pity, obviously I like you so much." Feng Ruotong sighed softly, and Shen almost didn't fall down with his straightforward confession.
"Sister Ruotong, are you kidding me?" Shen Ming smiled awkwardly, "We haven't even met for an hour!"
"But you are the first man I've seen in twenty years. I was sent here to practice alone since I was seven years old. I abandoned my emotions and desires, calmed my impetuous and chaotic mind, and learned mystical skills. My memory of the world only stays at home. What the Lord’s letter told me, and you represent the outside world to me. I like the outside world, and I like you too.” Ruotong’s logic is in line with her values, but it gives people an indescribable A sense of vicissitudes.
"Have you never gone down the mountain before?" Shen Ming asked curiously.
"At the age of eighteen, when I was extremely agitated, I tried to go down the mountain, but when I walked halfway, I saw the dimly lit city from the top of the mountain, but turned back dauntingly. I think that is also fear?" Ruotong smiled lightly.
She is an embarrassing existence in Feng's family, just like in modern society. Her parents were both fifty-five years old and received this daughter. Although she is young, she has extremely high seniority and martial arts talent. She participated in the last World Martial Arts Conference at the age of seven and directly entered the top four.
There has never been a precedent for a woman to head the house in the Feng family, but if she were to head the house, many elders would support it.
In order to make the already chaotic battle for power easier, Feng Wanli sent the seven-year-old girl to this barren mountain in the name of the power of the patriarch and by practicing the supreme martial arts, so as to cut off any possibility that she might cause trouble. Trouble.
"Don't you resent the old Patriarch?" After hearing Ruotong finish telling her own story, Shen Ming asked in doubt.
"How can you not complain? But what about resentment? There is a feeling of genuine energy, and a stylish technique. The hostility of a wicked person will only lead to misfortune in the end, while the righteousness of a good person can always turn evil into good luck. I was sent here. For the sake of Xi Haoran's righteousness, how can I regret the rest of my life? As for you, you are very weird, full of true energy and full of killing intent, but you have no sense of hostility. , is more primitive and simpler, just like the wild beasts in the mountains and forests, everything they do is no longer controlled by their own emotions, it is just an instinct for survival. How do you do it when there is so much disturbance in the secular world?" Ruotong's jewel-like pupils are like see-through eyes, instantly seeing through Shen Ming.
"Sister, I don't know. I was also sent out to practice. It's just that there are no good mountains and rivers here, only the smoke that can't go away, and the war that can't be fought. Seeing too much, killing too much, naturally There is no concept of right and wrong, because that is the place where wild beasts can survive." Shen Ming sighed helplessly.
"It seems that there are too many stories in the secular world, please tell me more in the future." Ruotong said with a slight smile.
At this time, Shen Ming had followed Ruotong to a cave in the forest. The exquisitely carved dragon and tiger stone gate was 10 meters high, just like the secret tunnel that only appeared in TV dramas. There are hundreds of years of history.
Ruotong casually took out a weird jade key, inserted it into the hole and twisted it, the stone door weighing several tons opened automatically, exposing the stone passage of the cave behind.
He has been in nirvana for many years, and he has never seen any mechanism, but this kind of automation design that has been ingenious for hundreds of years really surprised him.
"Come in." Ruotong led the way and walked inward. On the rock wall of the stone path, long burning lamps were lit along the way. I don't know what kind of oil was burned. There was no smoke but a faint fragrance of flowers. There was no imaginable kerosene smell in the stone path. The lighting provided by the small permanent lamp is very dim, and it is not very clear for newcomers.
A pair of murals can be seen everywhere in the stone path, which vividly show ancient stories. In terms of length, it is difficult to compare with the Qingming Riverside Picture.
"These are..." Shen Ming leaned up to take a closer look, and asked curiously.
"These are all important events that happened in the old Feng's family, including the origin of the old Feng's family, and the history of its rise and fall. In the past, the master came to carve here every once in a while, but in modern times, it seems that no one remembers this tradition. ?” Ruotong walked in while introducing.
Shen Ming was looking forward to seeing objects such as jade beds or rope beds, but there were no such magical things in the rooms of Shi Dao's camera. After the ancient Eight Immortals table, ordinary wooden bed, a few cabinets, and some basic daily necessities, There is nothing left.
"If you like to wander around, I'll pack up the package and leave with you." Ruotong greeted casually.
"There won't be any tricks to harm people, right?" Shen Ming didn't want to be shot to death by random arrows after touching something.
"There are no such novel objects in the stone room, but this is a good suggestion, and someone will add it in the future." Ruotong's affinity surprised Shen Ming. Although she has the appearance of a fairy, she is by no means an iceberg beauty. Confidant, there is no sense of distance in communication.
"It's better not to bother her." Shen Ming left the boudoir with a smile. When the girl's house was packing up the red bellyband, the gentleman should avoid it wisely.
There are only 3 rooms at the end of the entire stone path, one bedroom, one kitchen, and the other is the practice room. It occupies a large area and has a basketball-sized practice stone room. Without natural sunlight, it is far more than two trips to any permanent lamp.
In the middle of the practice room is a stone platform, surrounded by a circle of water channels, not stagnant water, but flowing mountain springs, ensuring that the room is kept at a constant temperature of 5 degrees no matter whether it is cold winter or hot summer, and it is very cool.
What surprised Shen Ming the most was a stone wall, 6 meters high and 10 meters wide, erected directly opposite to the practice platform. Shen Ming vaguely recognized the words on it, and the first few big characters read - "Feng Xijue".
"Could this be the legendary... martial arts secret book? You don't need to show it so simple?" Shen Ming was ashamed. In the plot of ordinary TV dramas, if you don't fall to the old place, and don't kowtow to worship the bones of the dead, how can you have such an adventure
"Feng Xijue is a kind of inner strength mental method of the Feng family, which emphasizes the mysterious control of the inner breath. It is the same as the inner strength mental method of the Feng family Bawangquan. It is just the inner strength mentality of the Feng family Bawangquan. Only the Patriarch and the heirs chosen by the Patriarch can learn it. Other people with the surname Feng can get in touch with the highest mental method, and only this set of Feng Xijue. For ordinary people, even 10 years of hard work can achieve small success, like Martial arts prodigy like you and me, a few months is enough." Feng Ruotong who had packed his bags came over, "But you have to call me Master."
"No way, can martial arts cheats be passed on so casually?" Shen Ming said with shame.
"No one has ever said that Feng Xi must not be passed on to outsiders, because there are very few people who can learn this exercise. It is an auxiliary exercise that mainly adjusts the inner breath and enhances the warrior's control over the strength of the true energy. Only those who have already learned other internal skills can assist in learning. And this kind of learning can easily lead to madness, or even death. Judging by your appearance, you should not die."
"Master, you think highly of me, and I will die if I play too much." Shen Ming said with a chuckle, only an idiot would refuse a cheap and beautiful master!
"Well, along the way, I will teach you Feng Xijue. How much you can learn depends on your talent." Ruotong is also a master for the first time, and it feels very novel.
"Speaking of Master, are you planning to go down the mountain with me like this?" Shen Ming looked up and down Ruotong's clothes, just like a fairy who came out of an ancient costume movie, beauty is beauty, but it is far from modern.
"Is there something wrong?" Ruotong was slightly puzzled.
"It's not wrong, but it's a bit extraordinary. I'm worried that ordinary people down the mountain will not be able to resist your beauty and die. Don't you have ordinary clothes?" Shen Ming felt that he couldn't control himself after seeing too much. .
"Teacher, you can embarrass me. I was sent here at the age of 7, and I have never worn outer clothes. Other clothes are also in this style." Ruotong also felt that compared with Shen Ming, his own clothes Kind of weird, but really no other clothes.
"I have a spare set here, the same style for men and women, Master doesn't mind it, so just take it and change it." Shen Ming took out a set of clean clothes from his backpack and handed them to Ruotong.
"Okay, then wait a little longer to be a teacher." Ruotong is full of curiosity about all new things, even if it's just new clothes, his beautiful smile is like a crescent moon in the sky, and he gets drunk when he looks at it.