The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade

Chapter 22: The old way on the mountain

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Without waiting for Xu Fengnian to ask, Xu Xiao confided, "At that time, the school palace was magnificent, and it was said that there were three thousand sages from a hundred schools of thought. In fact, those who really gained power were Taoism, Confucianism, law, Yin and Yang, and other nine schools. Our dynasty respected the law, and the other eight countries Each has its own support.

It can be said that the real battle is in the Shangyin Academy. For example, Xishu believed in Huanglaowuzheng, occupied the natural danger, and had no ambitions. The soldiers crushed it again.

For a time, the people all over the world were full of grievances, and Ren Tu's nickname was confirmed. Together with the palace giant Han Diaosi and the rivers and lakes hermit Huang Longshi, they are called the three devils who can be punished by everyone. The relationship between me and the school has always been extremely bad, except that Mr. Jishang, whose chess skills were terrible just now, said a lot of insulting words for me.

At that time, Mr. Wang had just won the debate on name and reality, and he was in the limelight. If there is no accident, if he wins the heaven and the man again, he will become the next great sacrificial wine. It is a pity to plant a merit tree in the Daodelin. That's why I sent your second sister to Shangyin Academy. "

In the dynasty, there are several prestigious forbidden holy places. Apart from the imperial palace, there are also Longhu Mountain, which has usurped the orthodox position of Wudang Taoism, the Tingchao Arsenal of Beiliang Palace, the relic pagoda of Liangchan Temple, Wu Family Sword Tomb, and finally the world. The moral forest of the Shangyin School Palace that scholars yearn for, this moral forest means ten years of trees and thousands of years of virtue.

As for what the three big demons said, the eunuch surnamed Han was called a human cat, and his reputation in the dynasty was only worse than Xu Xiao.

However, the Huanglong warrior dressed in white is the most controversial, with not much blood on his hands, even much less than some knights in the rivers and lakes. But this man's mouth is really powerful. He provoked most of the chaos in the Nine Kingdoms, and he was the most proud student of Shangyin Academy, claiming to be the top three.

This is not his self-boasting. Huanglongshi is recognized as the number one in nineteen ways, the number one in cursive script, and the number one in yin and yang prophecy. He is famous all over the world. .

As for Xu Fengnian's second sister, Xu Weixiong is now secretly referred to as the second Huanglong scholar by many Jixia scholars in the academy, which shows her demeanor.

Xu Xiao said softly: "Mr. Wang came today to ask for one thing, but I didn't agree."

Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "You really don't give Shangyin Academy face."

The hunchbacked and lame Da Zhuguo inserted his hands into his sleeves, looking like an old farmer, but his words were extremely rampant: "Those scholars scolded me thousands of miles away, and to this day, there are several big vats of saliva. itch.

Your second sister slaps them in the face every day at their house, loud and crisp. On the Tao, you can't tell your second sister, and it's even more so when playing chess. As for fighting, your second sister's sword won't wrinkle even if it chops down hundreds of numbers at one go against those powerless scholars.

The guys from the Shangyin Academy are good at talking about people, and they are not good at cutting people. "

Xu Fengnian had a headache and said: "You don't slap people in the face when you hit someone, and you stay on the line, you're better off."

Xu Xiao smiled and said, "Your father doesn't read much, so there are so many important principles to understand."

Xu Fengnian said contemptuously, "This is hypocritical."

Xu Xiao turned his head and glanced at the Xiudong knife in his son's hand, and said with a smile, "I'm sincere and not hypocritical. Talking with a knife is the most effective."

Xu Feng said in a young voice: "That's how I talked to the man in the capital."

Xu Xiao never had any taboos when getting along with this son, and said bluntly, "Of course. The farts of the 300,000 Beiliang cavalry are so loud that you can hear them even if you don't want to."

Xu Fengnian was about to go to the bottom of the lake to practice knives, so he couldn't agree with "the emperor takes turns to come to my house tomorrow", right

Xu Xiao asked: "Do you really want to keep practicing?"

Xu Fengnian wondered, "Or else?"

Xu Xiao withdrew his hand, heaved a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "Then you go to Wudang, someone is waiting for you."

Xu Fengnian was surprised and said: "Didn't you want me to learn the Yuzhu mentality from Hong Xixiang? This is too embarrassing. The scenery in the glazed world is beautiful, but it is not fun for me to practice swords there.

If he doesn't go down the mountain, I go up the mountain. Why does he make it look like I'm on the mountain if the mountain doesn't come? To be honest, I don't have this kind of elegance. I would rather be scolded by the old man and sprayed with saliva all over my face than live under the fence of Wudang Mountain. "

Da Zhuguo smiled lightly and said: "How can a little Taoist surnamed Hong have such abilities, what you want to meet is Wang Chonglou, the head teacher of Wudang."

Xu Fengnian was shocked and said: "That old Taoist priest who hid and practiced Dahuang Tingguan? He really once split the Canglan River with a finger of an immortal? This is too magical, unbelievable, unimaginable!"

Da Zhuguo thought for a while, and said: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but Wang Chonglou almost single-handedly fought against the Longhu Mountain where the four celestial masters are in charge, so he shouldn't be a person who is trying to gain fame.

What's more, Li Yishan pointed out Jiangshan in his early years, and he made two comments on Rouge and Rouge. He specifically mentioned this Taoist master, saying that he was expected to pass through the mystical world. You must know that Wang Chonglou was just a middle-aged Taoist priest with no reputation at that time. As for the authenticity of One Finger Broken River, don't you know it when you go to Wudang Mountain? "

Xu Fengnian was at a loss and said: "Wang Chonglou taught me how to practice swords? Impossible, that is the most profound and profound mental method passed on to me in Wudang?"

Xu Xiao smiled and said, "You'll know when you go."

Xu Fengnian did not refuse, Wang Chonglou is a long-renowned master in the world, it is always a good thing to see some Taoist spirit.

I hope you won't be another worldly expert like Mr. Wang Da from Shangyin Academy. The most important thing is that Xu Fengnian took refuge at the bottom of the lake to practice swords. Thinking of Wudang's bottomless White Elephant Pool, which was washed away by a waterfall for hundreds of years, Xu Fengnian wanted to go there to practice swords.

This year, Xu Fengnian entered Wudang alone in the twilight.

Under the Xuanwu Dangxing Memorial Archway, there are only two Taoist priests who are quite different in age.

One of them is of course Hong Xixiang, the young master uncle with a beautiful body, and an old Daoist with white hair and a childlike face, who is extremely burly and not at all inferior to the old man at the bottom of the lake. Such a physique is really rare in Daoist sects.

Seeing Xu Fengnian with the knife in hand, the two Taoist priests did not exchange polite greetings, but silently led His Royal Highness to climb the mountain.

Mountain climbing is physical work. In the past, Xu Fengnian had to rest several times during mountain climbing. He practiced swordsmanship for half a year and made great progress, but he still couldn't reach the summit in one go. He stopped, and as soon as he stopped, the flood elephant stopped.

Xu Fengnian sneered in his heart, this way of acting was more scheming than hundreds of old-fashioned old men coming out together.

The three of them stopped at the Xuanxian Coffin not far from the White Elephant Pond. There was only a small thatched hut, which seemed to be the residence of His Royal Highness. A green bamboo fence was erected, and a table and chairs were placed in front of the house, where Xu Fengnian and the old Taoist sat. After taking off, Hong Xixiang took the initiative to go to the house to get a simple tea set, and squatted aside to make tea.

The old Taoist whose identity need not be guessed kindly smiled and said: "The swordsmanship in the world is divided into standing sword, walking sword and sitting sword. It's against the way of heaven, but I still have some experience in standing sword and walking sword, I don't know if His Royal Highness wants to learn standing sword or walking sword?"

Xu Fengnian said flatly, "I'll practice the sword."

Hong Xi who made the tea seemed to roll his eyes.

The old Taoist said kindly: "Swordsmanship and swordsmanship lead to the same goal by different routes. They are all pursuing the way of hand-to-hand combat. Like that Mrs. Deng, who just carried a peach blossom, you can talk about swords or knives."

Xu Fengnian didn't want to waste time, discussing the Tao with old Taoist priests was really boring. So he asked, "What's the difference between standing with a sword and walking with a sword?"

The old Taoist laughed and said: "Simply speaking, standing sword means that there are more swords and swords, and the sword is more swift and violent, like a thunderbolt in winter. If it doesn't sound, it will be a blockbuster. Walking with a sword is heavy walking, continuous, like a majestic summer rain." , like splashing ink. If His Royal Highness likes to stand on the sword, there are several sets of well-known swordsmanship on the mountain, which can benefit each other with Wudang's unique heart method "Zhou Yuan Jue". If you prefer to walk the sword, it doesn't matter. Yuzhufeng has a copy "Lvshuiting Jiazi Jianjianlu", its words are subtle and subtle, and it has won the essence of swordsmanship."

Xu Fengnian thought for a moment, then asked: "The so-called sitting on the sword by Master Wang?"

The old Taoist wondered: "This dry sitting method is a family tradition of the Wu family's sword tomb, and outsiders don't know about it."

The young master uncle handed them a cup of tea each. The tea was wild tea from the mountains, and the water was spring water.

Xu Fengnian took a sip and said with a smile: "I forgot to congratulate Master Wang for leaving the customs."

The old Taoist smiled and nodded.

Hong Xixiang sighed quietly.

Xu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Sect Master Wang really split the Canglan River with one finger?"

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "No."

Xu Fengnian was relieved, since the ranking of the old man in front of him is not as good as that of Wang Xianzhi, it is always a good thing that his magical powers are weak.

Hong Xixiang muttered, "It's two fingers."