The village head overflowed with vitality, and slowly turned into legs and feet, showing his arms. He got up from the stretcher lightly, and with a move of his hand, the Shaobao sword in Qin Mu's hand flew out and fell into his "hand".
The old man's eyes were blurred, as if he was caught in a long memory.
Zheng—
A sword sound came, and the Shaobao sword floated in the air. This sword seemed to move slowly, and its moves were distinct. Picking the sword, wiping the sword, splitting the sword, stabbing the sword, cloud sword, hanging sword, pointing the sword, collapsing the sword, lifting the sword, Cutting sword, cutting sword, sweeping sword, flower sword, and crossing sword are all the most basic sword moves, but the difference is that the village head combined the most basic sword moves and used a strange way of moving the sword. Shown in front of Qin Mu.
Sword shoes mountains and rivers.
Under his swordsmanship, the light of the sword showed a silhouette of shadows, towering and majestic like a mountain, swift and gentle like a river, ups and downs, the light and shadow of the sword, actually formed a vast and turbulent mountain and river annals, a mountain and river map in front of Qin Mu!
The first move of the village head's swordsmanship is extremely complicated, with an atmosphere as majestic as mountains, rivers, seas of clouds and long rivers!
This is the geographical mountains and rivers reflected by the light and shadow of the sword!
The village chief's sword art changes, and the mountains and rivers also change. This old man sings with a sword, and his singing has a bit of grandeur and sadness.
"The counselors in the hall are swaying, and the generals are fighting fiercely! The right time and place are in harmony with people. Can God be defeated?"
"He said: Yes!
"This day the towers and towers are full of power, and he is walking on mountains and rivers. Everyone is together and the wind is singing. Lead the gods to congratulate!"
His sword is slow, in order to take care of Qin Mu and let him see the trend of the sword technique. Although it is slow, the majesty of the sword technique is brought into full play between the pointers!
Qin Mu devoted himself to memorizing that although the village chief's sword skills are complicated, even the most complicated sword skills are composed of the most basic moves such as stabbing, picking, teasing, and pointing. As long as you learn the most basic moves, no matter how complicated a sword is Tricks can also be learned.
After the village chief demonstrated this move, Qin Mu had already memorized the sword technique. He used the digital memory method, one for stabbing the sword, two for wiping the sword, three for splitting the sword, and so on.
He only needs to memorize the order of the numbers, and he can memorize the most complicated sword techniques in the shortest time.
This is also the good intentions of the village head. The village head has never taught him swordsmanship in the past two or three years. The power of the trick is exerted to the limit.
With an extremely solid foundation, it will become simpler and easier to learn complex sword techniques now.
Qin Mu closed his eyes, and reviewed the numbers of the sword technique of "Jianlu Shanhe" over and over again in his mind, and then converted the numbers into moves, and reviewed them over and over again in his mind.
After a long time, he controlled the sword with Qi, controlled the Shaobao sword, and slowly displayed the sword technique taught by the village head.
He made it extremely bitter, weird, awkward, and very clumsy, and he had to stop from time to time to recall carefully.
But the second time, Qin Mu has already gone much smoother, but occasionally he needs to stop and think about it.
By the third time, he was able to perform a set of sword moves smoothly, but he still couldn't perform the village head's swordsmanship that was almost supernatural.
Qin Mu practiced over and over again, and his control over Jianlu Shanhe became stronger and stronger. However, it is still difficult for him to master the mystery of Jianlu Shanhe and exert its power in a short period of time.
Not long after, Granny Si made lunch and told him to eat. Even during the meal, Qin Mu would roll up his chopsticks with his vitality from time to time and practice above the dining table.
At night, he practiced for a long time before falling asleep. In his dream, he was also practicing sword.
After going on like this for more than ten days, he finally understood the key to the move of Jianlu Shanhe!
The meaning of reading the book a hundred times is self-evident, and the same is true for swordsmanship. Qin Mu has practiced the move of walking on mountains and rivers more than a thousand times
He has already mastered this move by heart. When he used it this time, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He felt that the vitality and the sword were perfectly integrated. A volume of rivers and mountains came out!
Ding-
Jian Guang retracted suddenly, and returned to the mouth of Yulong Tun. In front of him, a scroll of sword pictures of mountains and rivers gradually disappeared.
Qin Mu was stunned. He finally managed to master this sword technique.
"Mu'er, you have grown up."
The village chief smiled and said, "From today onwards, you are an adult, not a child. You can walk out of the disabled old village and the Great Ruins, and make your own way."
Granny Si leaned against the door, seeing this sword picture appearing and disappearing, she didn't know what it was like.
"Mu'er, you have grown up." She said with a smile.
Qin Mu stayed in the village for a few more days, following the cripple to learn how to change hands, and when he finished learning how to change hands, it was finally time to leave.
Granny Si prepared the luggage for him on the road, a big package filled with all kinds of unnecessary things in Qin Mu's view, and turned the Da Yu Tian Mo Jing into white gloves for him to put on his hands.
After eating the wine, Qin Mu finally set out to leave the village. The young man looked back, and saw nine villagers from Disabled Old Village standing at the entrance of the village. Even the village head manifested his legs and stood there.
Qin Mu turned back, hugged Mr. Ma, and hugged the crippled man again. He hugged each of them once, then took two steps back, kowtowed three times to Granny Si, turned and left.
"Mu'er, if you can't beat him, you have to run away!"
The cripple said loudly: "There are poems in the distance, and there are even more troubles!"
Master Ma waved his hand: "Be strong! If you are bullied, you have to fight back. You can't just give in!"
The butcher raised his butcher's knife: "Don't embarrass us old cripples! Whoever bullies you, chop him up!"
"Be a gentleman!"
"If you can't beat it, you can poison it!"
"Ah, ah!"
…
Qin Mu turned his head, waved his hands, and showed a sunny smile.
Not long after, he came to the valley of Zhenyang Palace, where the demon ape was practicing, breathing and breathing, with a Zen stick standing beside him.
This devil ape is getting bigger and stronger, with profound cultivation. He has practiced Ma Ye's boxing skills, and Qin Mu taught him the "Three Pills of Overlord Body", and he can use the Zen staff very neatly, and he looks more and more like an ape. A majestic demon monk with black hair all over his body.
Ma Ye's boxing technique and the gaping Luo Zen stick are all from Buddhism. Although the Overlord Body Sandan Gong is not from Buddhism, it is very suitable for the cultivation of the magic ape. Therefore, the magic ape has a kind of Buddhist demeanor unconsciously, like a Buddhist guardian in a temple. King Kong.
"What a demon monk! If you can make a monk's robe for the big man, and a string of beads the size of a human head, it will be even more like a Dharma protector!"
Qin Mu sighed, awakened the demon ape, and said, "Big man, I'm leaving, I'm going to a faraway place... I'm going to go far away, and it may take a long time to come back."
The demon ape scratched his head and said, "Far?"
Qin Mu nodded and said, "Far away."
The magic ape scratched its head again, looked back at the herd of beasts in the valley, and suddenly roared loudly. In the depths of the valley, the dragon elephant, who was guarding the herd of beasts, quickly spread its hoofs and rushed over, wagging its tail as if to please.
The demon ape couldn't help but push the huge monster to the ground and beat it violently. The elephant's nose was bruised and its face was swollen. The elephant screamed and trembled, and dared not fight back.
"Shou!"
The demon ape pointed to the herd of beasts in the valley, clenched his fists tightly, the muscles on his arms protruded like umbrella-sized mushrooms, and said viciously: "Eat, die!"
The dragon elephant was extremely wronged, and nodded repeatedly on the ground.
The magic ape pulled up the gaping Luo Zen stick, hammered his chest: "I, go."
Qin Mu shook his head: "Far away."
The magic ape pointed to himself: "I, big. You, small."
Qin Mu shook his head again: "I am strong. You are weak."
The demon ape was furious, and stammered: "Talking to you, it's really... strenuous!"
Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head, "I'm going to the human territory this time. It's not like the Great Ruins, and there are vicious people everywhere. It's really ostentatious to take you with me. When you can cultivate into an adult, you and I will go out to experience adventures together. And the dragon Elephant is cruel, you keep him here, be honest for the first few days, and you will definitely eat up all the little friends in the valley the next day. And the dragon elephant is so stupid, if you release the old devil in the town center palace, it will be big It's over."
The demon ape had no choice but to nod. The dragon elephant looked aggrieved, and wiped away his tears sadly with his tail between his legs. Was the emotional beating for nothing
Qin Mu waved his hand and walked out of Zhenyang Palace.
"Little-"
The demon ape jumped onto the cliff and waved vigorously: "Morning, come back!"
When Qin Mu arrived at the waterfall in Cuiyun Valley, he saw Hu Ling'er was holding a book and preaching scriptures to some foxes. When he was talking about something wonderful, those foxes were mesmerized by it.
When Qin Mu came, Hu Ling'er hurriedly put the ancient books aside, and those seductive foxes also stood up quickly, bowing respectfully, and said in unison: "Hello, Mr. Mu." The voice was very crisp.
Qin Mu returned the salute to these foxes and said, "There is no need to be too polite. Linger, I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm going to travel far away to Yankang outside the Great Ruins. I'm afraid I won't be back for three to five months."
The white fox's eyes were shining, and he hurried to the thatched hut to tidy up. The little fox came out quickly with a small rucksack on his back, and said with a smile, "Sisters, you stay here to practice, and I will do it with you." The young master is going out to make a living. Let's go!"
The little fox's rucksack is a hundred times smaller than Qin Mu's, and it looks very compact when she is carrying it.
"Sister, are you drunk again?"
A fox warned: "The people outside are very bad, they will take our skins to make clothes."
Hu Ling'er smiled and said, "With Mr. Mu here, nothing will happen."
Qin Mu has a big head: "Ling'er, I am not going out this time to play house, it is very dangerous. You stay here with your sister."
Hu Ling'er laughed and said: "The king of demon spirits forced me to marry him. I thought he was ugly, so I just went out to hide from my relatives. My young ladies can also practice while I am away, so that they can get rid of the animal fetus and become adults as soon as possible."
Qin Mu shook his head and said, "I don't take the Demon Ape with me, and I can't take you either."
Hu Ling'er blinked her eyes: "The big guy is so stupid, how can I be smart? Besides, the young master needs someone to take care of him all the way, doesn't he? I don't want to marry the demon king, so can the young master have the heart to send a fox to the tiger's mouth?"
Qin Mu had no choice but to say, "If you must follow me, you must listen to me and don't mess around."
"yes!"
On the edge of the Yongjiang River, Qin Mu lit a few sticks of incense and sang offering sacrifices to the River God. Not long after, a giant river beast swam over. After feeding the beast, a man and a fox stood on the beast's back and walked along the river. Below, the green hills on both sides of the strait are verdant, the birds are singing and the valley is secluded.
Qin Mu looked towards the river, and saw the village of disabled old people passing by in a flash. Granny Si was still standing at the entrance of the village, waving to the boy.
"Mu'er, don't be hooked by the vixen outside... You bastard!"
Beside Qin Mu, the little white fox was sitting seriously, turning his head and sticking out his tongue at Granny Si.
At this time, an old monk came to the valley of the Zhenyang Palace, with buns growing on his head, wearing a yellow cassock, and walking to the valley, he saw the magic ape practicing the Eight Forms of Leiyin, so he couldn't help but stop , gave a thumbs up.
The ape quickly stopped, and the old monk said with a smile: "You practice well, and you follow my Buddhist lineage. It's just that you haven't received the true instruction. I will teach you this exercise completely. If you are destined, you can learn it." .”
The demon ape wondered, "Bald, who?"
"You mean me?"
The old monk was kind-hearted, yet solemn, and said with a smile, "I am the abbot of Daleiyin Temple. They call me Tathagata. I am not really bald. If you touch it, I have already turned my hair into flesh."
The demon ape stretched out his big hand, touched his head, and said in surprise: "Bald, hair!"
The old monk said with a smile: "You practiced my boxing and took my stick, so you are destined for me. I thought my stick fell into the hands of a young man, so I came to save him. It seems that he has no fate with me." , you are destined for me. Come, I will teach you the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra, and when your fate comes, go to Daleiyin Temple to find me."
The magic ape seems to understand but not understand.
Note: Nai, reading resistance, four tones, a kind of tripod. This poem is adapted from Xin Qiji's poem "Xijiang Moon, the Adviser in the Hall Zunzu".
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