Xu Fengnian was too lazy to stare at Jiang Ni, so he hung her on the ground and went to the house to unpack his bags. Except for a huge luminous pearl and a few sharp and sharp Kanto Liaowei, the rest of the books were thrown on the table and piled up into a mountain .
As far as the eye can see, there are "Whale Killing Sword" from the Forbidden Villa, "King Kong Subduing Demon Fist" from the Liangchan Temple, and "Avalokitesvara Enlightenment Finger" from the largest nunnery in the South China Sea. There are more than 50 martial arts secret books. They all have one thing in common, they are all excellent moves from various sects and sects, and they may still be far from the top level, but Xu Fengnian wants to master one of them, which is a feat.
He moved from Tingchao Pavilion all at once, not because he wanted to learn all these dozens of martial arts, but because he was trying to learn from others, and from each secret book, he picked out one or two applicable ones, which were the best for sword skills. 10,000 steps, I saw too many pigs running, and when I walked in the rivers and lakes in the future, even if I saw a pig that could fly on water and grass, don't make a fuss.
Just like playing chess, these books are some routines, the opponent can know the position of the next three moves and ten moves after one move, let you change your magical powers in various ways, and I will kill you with one blow early.
Xu Fengnian picked up a secret book and flipped through a few pages, put the book down and picked up the knife, and was about to go to Baixiangchi to practice six hundred chopping knives and six hundred looting knives. The sleeve wiped off the dirt on the face, and the movements were delicate. Every tugging must have used the strength of breastfeeding. Is there any woman in the world who does not love beauty
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Little clay figurine, the moon will be dark and the wind will be high soon, so you dare not go down the mountain alone? I am kind-hearted, can you call a handsome little Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth to go down the mountain together?"
Jiang Ni sneered and said: "Dazhu Kingdom let me stay in Wudang Mountain. I heard that someone has already passed the crowning ceremony. It's really funny."
Xu Fengnian felt dizzy for a while, ignored the cynicism of this rootless grass, just frowned and said, "Did Xu Xiao take the wrong medicine?"
Jiang Ni remained silent with a stern face, stretched out two slender little fingers like spring onions, and slowly combed off the dirt and dust stained on the three thousand black hair.
Xu Fengnian went to the mountains to gather some herbs, threw them in front of the house, and said, "You live here, I'll go elsewhere."
Jiang Ni was indifferent, and the Ni Bodhisattva was generally motionless, still tilting his head and ignoring His Royal Highness, tidying up the battlefield meticulously. She wouldn't touch that big pile of herbs.
Xu Fengnian came to the cave of Xuanxian Peak with the Ye Mingzhu and the Hare Hard Brush, and cut a hole in the stone wall, embedded the Ye Ming Pearl in it, and the lights were brightly lit, Xu Fengnian, whose hands were bloodshot from the cloth strips, continued to swing the knife, but he did not dare to take it lightly. Take the waterfall under the knife.
In the middle of the night, exhausted, I sat at the root of the rock wall farthest from the waterfall, sleeping cross-legged, with the knife in my hand.
Waking up on time in the early morning, Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and saw Hong Xixiang squatting in front of the waterfall, holding water to wash his face. Xu Fengnian has always been blind to this guy, so he got up and practiced stabbing in the open space.
When he practiced his sword in a rigid manner, the guy who had been riding and herding cattle on the mountain for more than ten years was studying the priceless wall of thorns in front of the stone wall. The round beads were in the bright place, and the whole body was green and crystal clear, and it was as clear as a full moon at night. , the one in front of Hong Xixiang is not known for its size, but for its outstanding rosy clouds.
To say that the biggest luminous pearl in the world is still in the palace, and it needs four twenty-eight beauties to surround it and put it in Princess Sui Zhu's study. The reason why the emperor's most beloved daughter is called Princess Sui Zhu is Because when she was born, Sui State paid tribute to this huge night pearl dug at the foot of Mount Tai.
It seems that Xu Fengnian had a chance to own two "Sui Pearls", as long as he was willing to go to Beijing and be the son-in-law.
Whether the sweet pastry is hot or not, Xu Fengnian has no chance to know that such low-level mistakes cannot be made in the Beiliang Palace, because the maids in Wutong Garden are more gentle than the other. But the roasted sweet potatoes are sure to be hot in the mouth, hot in the hands and hot in the heart, His Royal Highness Shizi is more certain than anyone else.
The humidity in the cave was thick, and Xu Fengnian broke out in hot sweat again, which was very hurtful, so Xu Fengnian didn't dare to stay longer.
Carrying the Xiudong knife on his shoulder, he took a famous Kanto Liaowei. This is the best quality purple rabbit hair. With a hard pen, this kind of pen is most suitable for writing strong and square characters. The tip of the pen is as sharp as a knife, and the pen knife is the real knife in the pen.
Xu Fengnian was asked by Li Yishan to use only hard brushes since he was a child, and the soft brushes should never be touched. The soft and boneless characters have always been cast aside by the most elegant scholars in the palace, but Xu Fengnian knew that sooner or later he would write large characters on plaques. Jukai, you have to pick up the soft pen at that time.
Although Xu Fengnian was scolded for being an idiot with nothing but gold and jade, he did a lot of deeds like a poor scholar spending a lot of money to buy poems, music and fu, but he knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, tea and wine, but he might not be proficient.
Practicing the knife is a big task, but practicing handwriting is a small task, especially after practicing the knife, it is extremely difficult.
Xu Fengnian dipped the tail of the Guandong Liao Dynasty into the bluestone and wrote the formula for "Killing the Whale Sword".
Hong Xixiang squatted on the side to observe, and said in admiration, "Good handwriting, good handwriting. It is a hundred times stronger than the earthworm climbing of the senior brother. He has to ask me to write letters for the junior fellows who have come down the mountain or people outside the mountain."
Xu Fengnian took this guy's praise as a deaf ear, biting the pen of Guandong Liaowei, practiced hard before going up the mountain, but it was not so hard that he peeled off all the calluses honed from three years of travel.
Now his hands are full of blood every day, when Xu Fengnian is not practicing swords, he dangles Xiudong on his shoulders, carrying Xiudong on his shoulders, it looks very poetic, Xu Fengnian is full of murderous intentions in his heart.
Walking towards the hut, where the herbs were left yesterday, they are still there today. Xu Fengnian smiled, pushed the door open and walked in. At first glance, he didn't see Jiang Ni sleeping on the bed. Did he go to visit the world of colored glaze? Looking again, the little clay figurine, who had cleaned himself up, was facing the wall, sitting and falling asleep.
She didn't touch the bed, Xu Fengnian understood it very well, it was because he disliked the place where he slept was too dirty, the reason why he didn't sleep against the wall was obviously because the delicate back that carried the luggage up the mountain could not bear any contact.
Xu Fengnian opened his mouth and spat out the rabbit pen on the table, and kicked the princess who had fallen from the world's most noble imperial city to the prison of Beiliang's palace, and then pitiful to this small hut on the mountain.
She was probably exhausted and didn't respond. She murmured a few words in her deep sleep, Xu Fengnian knew it was scolding him if she didn't listen, Xu Fengnian stared at her for a while, she was a beauty, although she was not as good as the white fox face now, she was not inferior to the sweet potato and blue bird, and she will definitely be in the future It will be even more attractive, Xu Fengnian thought the way she was sitting on the ground and throwing dirt yesterday was very interesting.
Jiang Ni tilted her body in her sleep and almost fell to the ground. Xu Fengnian's shoulders shook, and Xiudong fell down.
When I went out, I saw that the guy riding the bull had already begun to cook porridge with interest. There were some small jars of pickled and refreshing vegetarian dishes in the house. During this time, unless the master and uncle were too busy with the small seal bamboo slips or the rare and rare editions, they would usually come to cook for His Royal Highness. Cooking, working hard, enjoying it.
While cooking porridge and watching the heat, Hong Xixiang dipped his fingers in his saliva and flipped through a book of "Dongjianjing Rites".
Xu Fengnian really couldn't think of how this cowardly guy could become a Xuanwu Zhongxing man who shouldered the challenge of martial arts and heaven.
I left two bowls of rice porridge for Jiang Ni, and put them on the table in the house. Xu Fengnian carried the knife to the top of Xuanxian Peak. The "Jiazi Jianjianlu" was a sword practice experience, but occasionally there were some outlines of the vast martial arts. Advocating behaviors such as climbing high, looking at the stars, watching the sea, etc., which are useless to swordsmanship but beneficial to swordsmanship.
Helplessly, Xu Fengnian watched it for a long time, but couldn't see the mystery that could be linked to the way of swordsmanship. The guy on the bull stayed silent, watching with relish. Xu Fengnian, who was unbalanced in his heart, asked, have you watched it for more than 20 years, and you are not tired of it? The young master uncle smiled and said that every day is a different scene, how could he be bored.
Xu Fengnian asked curiously, "Do you really know martial arts?"
Hong Xixiang said sincerely, "Probably not."
Xu Fengnian kicked over, and the body of the master uncle who was squatting on the ground swayed from side to side for a while, but he didn't fall down until he reached the original posture, which was not bad at all.
Xu Fengnian gasped in surprise, and asked, "This is?"
In the past 20 years on the mountain, there is indeed no one who has read a secret book and touched a martial arts uncle. He scratched the shoulder that was kicked by Xu Fengnian, and said with an innocent face: "There is a big clock in Xuanwu Palace." , when others ring the bell, I will see how it stops."
Xu Fengnian asked the bottom line, "Have you seen the way out just by looking at it?"
The bull rider shook his head and said, "There is no way."
Xu Fengnian felt a little frustrated, and said, "I want you to cut down the waterfall with a knife, can you cut it off?"
The uncle who was asked shook his head and said, "Of course not."
Xu Fengnian finally felt better.
But the guy squatting on the ground immediately added a sentence: "The chopping will continue, but it probably won't let the sword drop."
Xu Fengnian was full of suspicion, and ordered: "Then you go find any sword and try it, if you can't do it, just wait and feed the fish."
Hong Xixiang looked puzzled: "Why don't His Royal Highness lend me the knife on his shoulder?"
Xu Fengnian raised his foot and was about to kick, but the bull rider's uncle had already swished away.
Xu Fengnian got down from the peak, and waited for about an hour until Hong Xixiang, who was sweating profusely, was really holding a mahogany seven-star sword in his hand. He gestured nondescriptly with the sword, and Xu Fengnian's eyes signaled him to stab the sword. Hong Xixiang, who was facing a formidable enemy, took a few deep breaths before going to the execution ground, walked up to the waterfall, raised his arm and swung his sword lightly.
A mysterious semi-arc sloping downward, like the horns of an antelope. Cut through the astonishing vertical waterfall.
Withdrawing the mahogany sword, Hong Xixiang turned to look at Xu Fengnian, without any complacency, as if it was a matter of course.
Xu Fengnian froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Understood, this is your way of heaven."
Hong Xixiang, who had done such a trivial thing as eating, drinking, and sleeping, let out a groan, and trotted towards His Royal Highness in flattery and suspicion, "Tell me, what's the way? Brother Chen said that I was in the mountains and didn't know the mountains. It is impossible to realize the Tao in this lifetime.”
Xu Fengnian treacherously said: "As long as you go down the mountain and stand far away, won't you be able to see the mountain clearly?"
Hong Xixiang sighed, pinched his fingers and said helplessly, "I know, it's not suitable to go down the mountain today."
Xu Fengnian wished he could kick this coward hiding in the tortoise shell to death.
The biggest skill is that Jiang Ni, who was so stubborn, made love to Xu Fengnian and stayed in the hut.
From the winter when Baixue lived to the spring when the flowers bloomed, His Royal Highness was as tired as a stray dog every day. She fell into a leisurely life and never did the work that a servant should do. She wandered around Wudang Mountain every day. Eighty-one peaks Towards the top, half of the mountain palaces and caves were walked by her pair of little feet in hemp shoes, and Leisurely asked the nearest Ziyang temple for some seeds, and planted fruits and vegetables outside the green bamboo fence. She tossed out a small vegetable garden of its own, and if Xu Fengnian looked twice, she would be warned by her, like a little white wild cat whose tail was stepped on.
In addition to practicing swords and calligraphy, Xu Fengnian kept moving books from Tingchao Pavilion to the mountain.
Book after book, line by line.
It's like moving mountains.