Xu Fengnian really picked up the most despised martial art in the past, but he learned the sword first before learning the sword.
Of course, I learned from the white-haired old man.
Lao Kui was about to leave the palace to wander the rivers and lakes, but he complained that his hands were itchy. After a while, the top ten masters who squatted in the latrine but didn't do much shit, and after fighting the first nine, they went to fight against Wang Laoguai.
Lao Kui can't get used to this old man the most, the best in the world is the first, why pretend to be second, the hypocrisy of a straight mother thief! hateful! The old man who was gnawing on the leg of lamb laughed wildly when he heard that Xu Fengnian was going to learn a knife from him, and sprayed the minced lamb all over the floor.
Lao Kui saw that His Royal Highness, who was carrying the good knife, did not have any sense of jokes, lost the leg of lamb, stroked the scarlet giant knife that had been hooked into the lute bone by an expert when he was young and middle-aged, and asked a question: "Why? Grandpa wants to teach you?"
Xu Fengnian replied: "I asked Xu Xiao to invite Wei Beishan, who uses a saber, to Beiliang to fight against you. One every year from now on until I master the sword."
The old Kui praised the great handwriting, looked up at Xu Fengnian, and asked with a strange smile: "Boy, tell grandpa why you want to learn swords. Three hundred thousand cavalry in Beiliang is not enough for you to show your prestige?"
Xu Fengnian pulled out Xiudong, flicked his fingers, and said with a grin: "Those people's knives and guns belong to others after all, and I have to find my own."
The old man curled his lips and was noncommittal, but asked Xu Fengnian to lift Xiudong with one arm, and stand there for half an hour, the blade should not be tilted, otherwise even if he invites Old Monster Wang, this cheap apprentice will not accept him.
As a result, Xu Fengnian fainted on the spot after persisting for an hour, and the Xiudong knife never tilted, to be precise, it didn't even tremble.
The old man stared blankly at His Royal Highness, who was lying on the ground, walked over and squeezed the boy's stiff right arm, tsk tsk and said, "I found a treasure."
Next, Lao Kui did not teach Xu Fengnian how to perform profound and profound moves, but only asked him to repeat four boring movements, straight thrust, oblique thrust, vertical chop, and sweep back. Three thousand stabs, three thousand teases, four thousand splits, and four thousand plunders.
The old man thought that this young man who was used to eating bells and dishes would at least ask why, but Xu Fengnian didn't. He just went to the secluded courtyard to practice swords every day at dawn, and staggered away every night, Xiudong never left him.
This made Lao Kui very depressed and at the same time curious. What Xu Fengnian showed was not only his will, but also his solid skills in holding a knife. Could it be that His Royal Highness was carefully trained by a general in the army before? Learned military swords to do self-defense
During this period of time, Xu Fengnian deliberately made things difficult for Xu Fengnian to practice tedious holding the knife. Half of it was to let the child retreat in the face of difficulties. There is no half-step shortcut in the world of swordsmanship, and the other half was sincerity. If you can't even hold a knife, you don't use the knife, but you are dragged away by the knife. Even if you get a large pile of peerless knife books, you can only use fancy moves that look like flowers and flowers. Once you face the enemy, you can only die .
The first day of sword practice happened to be a great heat.
After the great heat is the beginning of autumn.
Xu Fengnian has always practiced knives shirtless, and his smooth skin, which has been nourished with great effort, has become bronzed and stronger. If he adds some scars, he will be no different from a soldier in the army.
But knife skills are far from mainstream.
The white dew is followed by the autumn equinox and the cold dew is the frost.
Looting four thousand became looting six thousand.
Xu Fengnian finally opened his mouth to ask the first question: "The sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers. It is open and closed. Although there are thousands of troops, I will go there, but this time the plunder is the method of closing the sword. Why do you have to practice more?"
Lao Kui laughed and said: "There are too many swordsmen in the world who are not afraid of death, but the swordsman who is not afraid of death is the easiest to die, and the most powerful swordsmanship in the world can't escape the word "looting". How can anyone be a sword to everyone? A good sword technique for taking human life. Grandpa's great principles were all thought up on the way back after wandering around the palace of the king of hell, so learn from it."
There is a mountain of sword formulas and sword manuals in the arsenal, but from the first day Xu Fengnian practiced swords, he never set foot in the Tingchao Pavilion, which is regarded as a holy place for martial arts by martial arts.
Lao Kui was very pleased with this.
The way of swordsmanship is no different from the way of heaven practiced by the uncle of the doll master in Wudang Mountain. The problem is that His Royal Highness, who is well-clothed and well-fed, can survive until that day
After the beginning of winter, until the great cold, even if the lake was frozen, Xu Fengnian would be taken to the bottom of the lake to practice swords by Lao Kui, and the time of holding his breath became longer and longer. The knife technique still hasn't entered the room, but it has cultivated the water quality first.
Recently, a few wandering bandits appeared outside the city, and they made a fuss right under the eyes of the majestic Dazhu Kingdom. , but was slaughtered by a swordsman with a hideous mask.
The idle spectators in the city always want to say something after applauding, it's a pity that His Royal Highness, who has been silent for half a year, has not been able to see it, otherwise he will be rewarded greatly. As for those dignitaries in the city, they are all confused, not to mention who is that sneaky swordsman? Where did those bandits come from? Under the rule of the Dazhu Kingdom, it is impossible to say that the road does not pick up the leftovers, sing and dance to promote peace, but if it is said that the refugees from the northern barbarians who fled into Beiliang are causing trouble, as rumored, they will not believe it if they are killed.
On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar calendar, Xu Fengnian followed Da Zhuguo to Mount Jiuhua, the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and this time he was going to ring the bell after the coronation ceremony.
I dismounted from my horse and climbed the mountain, and stayed overnight in the Qianfo Pavilion on the top of the mountain. Under the lamp, Xu Fengnian took time to read the letter from the real person of Longhushan, which was very thick.
Xu Fengnian smiled knowingly, and when he saw the letter saying that Huang Man'er saw hawthorns all over the mountains, he brought them back to the master's practice residence in handfuls. As a result, they piled up all over the courtyard. Dare to kindly explain that the hawthorn has been stored for a short time after being picked, and it is best to wait until the next year to go down the mountain to pick it, but Huang Man'er almost demolished the house.
Xu Xiao did not fall asleep, walked into the room, glanced at the Xiudong knife lying horizontally on the table under the lamp, holding another family letter in his hand, it was sent back by his second daughter Xu Weixiong, Da Zhuguo said with a bitter face: " Your second sister scolded me in a letter."
Xu Fengnian asked with a smile, "Is it because I learn martial arts and practice knives?"
Xu Xiao sat down and sighed, "If you keep practicing, maybe she will come back from Shangyin Academy and scold me face to face."
Xu Fengnian didn't read the letter, but gloated and said, "What did she say?"
Xu Xiao narrowed his eyes and said, "She asked me to ask you, so what if you come first with a knife?"
Xu Fengnian thought for a while and said, "Just write back and say that you can strengthen your body, and you can't be hollowed out by beauty."
Xu Xiao wondered: "Is this reason a bit of a joke?"
Xu Fengnian said to himself: "To deal with the second sister, you have to use this method. Otherwise, it's fair to talk to her?"
Xu Xiao gave a thumbs up and flattered him, "It's worth learning this knife!"
On the morning of the twenty-ninth.
The mountains are filled with fog.
Xu Fengnian rested his hands on the handle of the Xiudong Knife, and stopped to look into the distance.
After the beginning of winter, those gangsters were all "wooden stakes" arranged by his father Xu Xiao for practicing swords. Xu Xiao didn't give any hints, but Xu Fengnian naturally guessed that most of them were dead criminals who had violated the ban in the Northern Liang Army.
Xu Xiao governed the army very strictly, with clear rewards and punishments. Even his adopted son Chen Zhibao broke the law, and was whipped into a blood man by the public. If it weren't for this, there wouldn't be rumors in the Qingliu of the capital that Northern Liang only recognizes the King of Liang's Tiger Talisman but not the Emperor's Yuxi.
These military criminals who temporarily acted as robbers and bandits did not inherit orthodox martial arts, but all their abilities were obtained by fighting desperately on the battlefield. To train Xu Fengnian's straight-forward murderous knife skills.
Lao Kui watched Xu Fengnian kill three times with his own eyes, and then he stopped paying attention. He just gave the address and let Xu Fengnian go alone.
After the first swipe, Xu Fengnian was hit six times, five light and one heavy, and the knife in the back was not fatal. He lay down in a pool of blood, the knife still in his hand, and finally the old man carried it back to the palace.
The next few batches of Xu Fengnian fought with injuries, and the old man would never give him the slightest chance to slack off and complain. If he were an expert supported by other palaces, he would never dare to abuse His Royal Highness who is as noble as the emperor's relatives. Fighting with bandits to practice fierce knives is difficult and dangerous, which is not enough for outsiders.
Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing.
I wonder if I can start the inner house? No matter how overbearing the outer sect's sword skills are, if you meet a real master who is both internal and external, it's like a child playing around, you can only make fun of it.
But this internal cultivation practice is more about step-by-step, the meridians of the big and small holes in the body are polished and penetrated like a marching formation, like Wudang, which claims that half of the world's internal energy is made of jade pillars, especially some Taoist priests who are talented and have a leading master , one day in the mountains, one day of practice, and strive to reach the Dao realm that resonates with that day's machine and biochemistry.
Internal strength is not food, stuffing it into the stomach can fill it up, where can Xu Fengnian go to get more precious internal strength that has been honed for more than ten or twenty years out of thin air.
Why don't you go to Thao Ting to find some ways to go in a crooked way? Xu Fengnian frowned, opened his eyes, seeing the sea of clouds in his eyes, and the pine waves in his ears, he felt relaxed and happy. For no reason, I thought of the old owner of Xiudongdao. I don't know when that white fox face will climb to the third floor? This beauty should probably dislike Xiudongdao for giving it to the wrong person
It was snowing that year, and the white fox drew a knife on the lake, that's the real swordsmanship.
Xu Fengnian was well aware of the gap between clouds and mud, but he was not discouraged. An old man with missing front teeth but always smiling foolishly said that it is very comfortable to fart when you are full, but it is more comfortable to fart one by one.
He is now practicing sword techniques, which is the most stupid way.
It's time to ring the morning bell.
Due to the relationship between practicing swords, Xu Fengnian rang the bell, and the bell rang loudly.
A total of 108 bells were rung in one day.
Qi Dangguo, who carried beetles in the Northern Liang army, had a strange look on his face. Among the other foster sons, Yao Jian and Ye Xizhen looked at each other and smiled, with mixed surprises. Chu Lushan, the fat ball, almost popped his eyes out. As for the villain Tu Chen Zhibao and Zuo Xiong Yuan Zuo Zong, they were patrolling the border and did not show up.
A group of people hiked down Mount Jiuhua, and Da Zhuguo, who stood shoulder to shoulder with Xu Fengnian, said slowly: "If you really want to practice martial arts, the masters in the house know some heresy ways, it depends on whether you are willing to let go of your airs."
Xu Fengnian laughed dumbly and said, "What airs can I have?"
Da Zhuguo looked at Wudang Mountain from a distance, narrowed his eyes and said, "That's good."