Jiang Ni seems to be obsessed with watching the fruits and vegetables grow little by little with her own eyes. Whenever she has time, she squats in the vegetable garden and stares at them.
One day, Xu Fengnian went to the vegetable garden to fertilize with good intentions while the moon star was rare, but was bumped into by Jiang Ni, who couldn't sleep, and madly she chased and killed half a mountain with a talisman.
In the next few days, Xu Fengnian didn't dare to go back to the hut, and every meal was prepared by catching some wild animals and grilling them.
At the beginning, Hong Xixiang didn't dare to follow the big fish and meat, but later he couldn't stand the greedy gnats in his stomach. Once he had a start, he was out of control. As soon as he met, he would wink at His Royal Highness and open his mouth to ask today with a smile. What did you catch. This is very inconsistent with the clear rules and precepts on the mountain.
Xu Fengnian admired himself very much for being able to endure the bull rider nagging in his ears every day, just like the gadfly on the green cow's buttocks.
After moving hundreds of books up the mountain, Xu Fengnian certainly didn't want to make a two-legged bookcase, and when he read something he didn't understand, he caught Hong Xixiang to explain it.
The most interesting thing is that many seemingly incomprehensible clever moves often have a solution in another secret book. This kind of contradiction that requires patience to find is the most beneficial to Xu Fengnian. Now His Royal Highness's saber skills are hard to say, but his vision has improved a few floors.
During this period, Xu Fengnian took out a long-lost "Great Martial Arts" as a training book. The moves are simple, but the moves are fierce and domineering. He strives to be fatal with one move. She tends to be feminine, Xu Fengnian didn't like it at first, but Hong Xixiang recommended it with shamelessness, bragging so much that he just missed being number one in the world.
Xu Fengnian still refused to agree at the beginning, and the dry-mouthed master uncle had to do his best to play the finale. Even Xu Fengnian had to admit that he was really shocked by this guy: the bull rider picked off a handful of bamboo leaves, In the strong wind, he threw it casually, and then walked with the bamboo leaves, stretching out his palm, Xu Fengnian only saw him swaying there like a drunk man, "jumping around", but glued all the bamboo leaves back to his palm.
Nibbling on a wild pheasant leg, Xu Fengnian, who got the boxing manual but still couldn't figure it out, had no choice but to ask: "The more you practice, the more this boxing looks like something for girls to play with. Didn't you mean to trick me?"
The soft-mouthed master uncle touched the greasy side of his mouth, and said solemnly: "How dare Xiaodao fool His Royal Highness!"
Xu Fengnian asked suspiciously: "Who created this boxing technique?"
The uncle's eyes rolled wildly, he gulped down the wild pheasant meat, and said with a dry smile: "Your Highness, I have to herd the cattle without delaying your saber practice."
Xu Fengnian pressed the scabbard on Hong Xixiang's shoulder, and said with a sneer, "If you don't say anything, I'll beat out everything you ate."
Master Uncle said mysteriously: "Xiao Dao accidentally found it on the top floor of Xuanyue Palace. It's a long time ago and can't be verified. It must be the painstaking efforts of a senior real person."
Xu Fengnian retracted the saber, sank into his dantian, and drew six circles in the air according to that boxing method, one circle after another, with a good appearance, but he always felt that he was several mountains away from the wrist of Zhulin who was riding the bull. The similarity in spirit is unsatisfactory in appearance.
The master uncle who was busy leading the green bull looked at Xu Fengnian's posture, nodded slightly, and said with a bright smile:
"This set of boxing is deduced from Bagua to Sixiang, Sancai to Liangyi all the way back, but it is still far away from Taiji Wuji.
His Royal Highness's technique is already quite light and flexible, opening and closing orderly, extremely difficult, much faster than I did at the beginning, but there are still some minor flaws that need to be corrected. , this set of boxing techniques is a trick of one or two tricks.
His Royal Highness needs to keep one thing in mind when practicing, punching the place where the cow lies, seek the small but not the big, seek the stillness and not move, only then can you get the beauty of all things in your life, and when you reach the peak, you will not be able to add a feather. Can't fall, a leaf knows autumn, and a bud knows spring. "
Xu Fengnian thought about it and said with a sneer, "It's useful to punch a lying cow, and the rest is nonsense."
Hong Xixiang chuckled and did not refute.
Xu Fengnian squinted his eyes and smiled, "Bull rider, you like to eat meat so much, there are the most yellow cranes on this mountain, why don't you trick me into coming down?"
Hong Xixiang laughed dryly: "I can't do it. Wudang cranes are psychic, and they are all my childhood playmates. Killing them is more uncomfortable than killing me."
Xu Fengnian joked: "Can you ride on the back of a crane for fun? Isn't there a kind of riding a crane to ascend to immortality when a Taoist immortal ascends to immortality?"
Hong Xixiang shook his head and said, "I never thought about it. I was afraid of heights when I was young."
Xu Fengnian said contemptuously: "Afraid of going down the mountain, afraid of heights, afraid of women, what else are you not afraid of?"
Hong Xixiang sighed heavily, frowning.
The bull rider suddenly pricked up his ears, and said cautiously: "Your Highness, I will go to lead the bull first, you'd better go back to the hut and have a look."
Xu Fengnian gripped the Xiudong knife tightly and ran back. Who else on the mountain would come to make trouble for him after eating the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard? If there was one, it would definitely not be an ordinary character.
Seeing the hut, Xu Fengnian stopped abruptly and walked slowly through the bamboo forest.
Outside the house, there were three uninvited guests with unfamiliar faces, not wearing Wudang linen or silk Taoist robes, and in the middle was a delicate young man with rich and luxurious clothes.
Xu Fengnian is very familiar with Zhong Ming Ding's cannibal style, one can tell at a glance that he is rich and thick, this boy is very skillful in Sichuan embroidery and knitting, rare things that are priceless but not marketable, this is the second, he is playing around with his hands Two luminous pearls are of excellent quality, known as dragon pearls and phoenix eyes, each is a first-class top-grade plaything, it is even more difficult to make a pair, and the tribute is nothing more than that.
There are two middle-aged men standing next to the haughty young master, one with a big waist and a sturdy build, with a standard swallow jaw and tiger beard, leopard head and ring eyes, according to Xu Fengnian's evaluation, this guy is good looking and can suppress ghosts and exorcise evil spirits , this big man hangs two simple swords on his waist, one long and one short, he stands a little far away.
Another gloomy man with a white face and no beard was closer to the son, bent slightly, standing with his hands behind his back, wearing a plain white shirt, always giving people the cold impression of a corona snake.
Standing in the vegetable garden, Jiang Ni stared at the three with red eyes, her lips were bleeding from her own bite. There was a five-finger palm mark on the delicate cheek, which was red and swollen.
The vegetable garden she carefully cultivated has been destroyed, the wooden frame has been collapsed, the seedlings have been cut off, and it has almost been turned upside down.
His Royal Highness Shizi just watered and fertilized with good intentions and was chased and killed by Jiang Ni. The vegetable garden was smashed into such a field. She must have worked hard, but the opponents were many and powerful, and they were not compassionate and kind. She I suffered a dumb loss.
Perhaps in Jiang Ni's view, Beiliang Palace is a luxurious and desolate birdcage, but apart from His Royal Highness who raises birds, who dares to tell her what to do? Let alone slap her.
Xu Fengnian, with his hands wrapped in cloth and holding the knife, his face sinking like water, walked straight towards the three of them barefoot.
Jiang Ni, this son can bully me, but you can't bully me!
Who cares about your father and mother!
The handsome son turned his head slightly, with some fine freckles on the tip of his nose. He glanced at Xu Fengnian who was walking towards him, showing contempt on his face. When his eyes shifted to the embroidered winter knife in Xu Fengnian's left hand, he said slowly: "Yo, This knife is beautiful, I like it very much, go, break his hands, the knife belongs to me."
Hearing this, the man looked at Xu Fengnian with a little pity in his eyes.
From the beginning to the end, Xu Fengnian didn't say a word.
Ten steps away from the strong man, he charged forward suddenly, Xiu Dong pulled out of the sheath, and made a very crisp and sharp knife in three steps, roaring like a wind.
The copper bell-like eyeballs of the man who didn't intend to draw the saber at first showed a sharp brilliance, seeing how he drew the saber, he blocked Xu Fengnian's sharp saber with the short saber on his left waist.
The handle of the short knife is wrapped with gold and silver silk, which is well-made and is a good knife for full-time foot combat.
Xu Fengnian's sharpness was blocked, he didn't blindly compete for strength, he took advantage of the momentum to rebound and drew a stunning big arc, his body turned accordingly, and he swept out the second time.
The burly man showed a hint of surprise, and quickly restrained his thoughts of underestimating the enemy. He took half a step back with his right foot, swung a big wheel with his left arm, and slashed down in the air. The boy was swept away, and he could no longer lift the knife.
Xu Fengnian, who had been taught by the white-haired old man when to recharge his strength and when to recover his strength, evaded the blade, and suddenly used a hidden extra three-point strength. The speed was close to that of a man with two swords, and he just avoided the big man in a flash The brutal chopping.
Xu Fengnian intentionally or unintentionally integrated the boxing technique of riding a bull into the knife technique, his body is like a spinning top, one lap after another, the speed increases instead of decreasing, combined with the hob technique of self-enlightenment, it is simply seamless, in the face of crisis In an instant, a state that could not be achieved before was erupted, and it was truly done in one breath, with unceasing momentum, Xu Fengnian exhaled a breath of comfort, so that the second Xiudong sweep was far better than the first momentum.
The man who missed the sword glared at him angrily. This kid didn't know how to advance or retreat. His single-handed sword was weird and his angle was tricky. It was not easy for his peers. It's a pity for this talent.
Finally annoyed, although he still hadn't drawn out the long knife in his right hand, the short knife in his left hand began to leave no room for it. His wrist creaked without warning, and suddenly the blade appeared upwards and slanted upwards, as if he had fished out a big whale in the East China Sea, and suddenly hit it. Xiudong's blade was exceptionally clear.
Xu Fengnian's alarm clock jumped out of the sentence for no reason, so he subconsciously tried his best to sweep back, stepping on a series of messy small arcs under his feet, and finally stabilized his figure.
Swallowing a mouthful of blood back into his stomach, Xiudong didn't tremble in his hands.
The strong man with two swords was not in a hurry to pursue, and remained motionless.
The elder brother who said he wanted to interrupt Xu Fengnian's hands was whispering with the unneeded man beside him.
Xu Fengnian tore off the cloth strip on his right hand, and Xiudong turned from left to right, just staring at the dagger in front of the big man who was probably about three Jiang Ni's weight in front of him, tsk tsk said: "Good knife, I thought that Dongyue's country was destroyed, and it was only for the Dongyue royal family. The Yadang Knives worn by the nobles have all been confiscated into the national treasury, the big one is called the Yadang Mandao, and the small one is called the Yadang Jindao, I never imagined that I could see the true colors of this beautiful couple here."
The brawny man with the brocade hanging from his waist against the knife showed a strange expression, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "I have good eyesight."
Xu Fengnian pretended to be naive and said: "Then aren't you the extinct Dongyue royal family? What a bereaved dog, why did you come to Wudang Mountain to bite people?"
The strong man who was poked into the weak spot was not angry, his calmness cultivation kung fu was as outstanding as his sword skills, but he just said calmly, "I gave you ten stops of rest, is that enough?"
Xu Fengnian held Xiudong in his right hand and didn't speak.
The young master with freckles on the tip of his nose said impatiently: "What are you talking about with him, I just want a knife, after cutting off this man's hands, I will live or die, I will leave it to fate!"
Xu Fengnian, whose left hand was covered with blood, unexpectedly raised the scabbard, because he was afraid that the opponent would have two swords, and he would suffer a disadvantage against the enemy with one sword
Seeing this situation, the subjugated East Vietnamese sneered.
Xu Fengnian sprinted desperately again, the hob was like a snowball, and his achievements in half a year of sword practice were vivid and vivid. The ghosts and ghosts left over from Dongyue were understated one by one. The moment you don't switch, you hurt the killer. This kind of torture is like a knife resting on your neck, but you are not allowed to breathe out.
At the moment when his dantian was exhausted, Xu Fengnian resisted his opponent with a vigorous and heavy slash. At the same time, he threw the scabbard in his left hand like an arrow, straight into the young master's chest, and Dongyue Swordsman's eyelids twitched , turned his head in violation of the big taboo of fighting, to determine whether this damn throw would cause evil consequences that he could not bear.
This was Xu Fengnian's best chance to injure the enemy, but when he caught a glimpse of the big man's right hand slightly moving from the corner of his eye, Xu Fengnian knew something was wrong, and forcibly suppressed the urge to speculate and make a knife. At the same time as he raised his head, the Yadangman knife was out of its sheath, and a crack two feet deep was drawn on the mud in front of Xu Fengnian.
shocking.
Xu Fengnian took the time to adjust the air mechanism, but also looked at the Xiudong scabbard.
I saw the white-clothed man stretch out his cross-arm, and gently pinched the scabbard that Xu Fengnian was bound to win.
Brother Young Master didn't know whether he didn't react to the crisis at all, or he was born with the demeanor of a general. He laughed and said, "You are an embroidered pillow with a small skill, and you want to kill me? Don't be afraid of making me laugh. Do you know who these two people are in front of you?!"
Xu Fengnian saw that the Dongyue swordsman had no intention of using the knife, and finally had the opportunity to carefully look at the young master who had only been freckled by His Royal Highness, and he suddenly understood, and smiled: "Little lady, you can talk about it and see if you can do it." scaring me."
Young Master blushed, kicked the fair middle-aged man beside him, and screamed, "Kill him!"
The man finally opened his golden mouth, his voice was sharp and piercing, neither yin nor yang, "Looking for death."
Seeing him move, Xiudong's scabbard shot towards Xu Fengnian's neck like thunder.
The Dongyue Swordsman standing in front of Xu Fengnian stepped on his toes and gave way.
If he doesn't hide, he will be pierced through a big hole first.
Xu Fengnian closed his eyes, not accepting his fate, but betting on his fate.
When the wind suddenly picked up, His Highness Shizi's Bamboo Forest had thousands of tall and straight green bamboos, and they all bent towards the direction of the crowd, forming a pilgrimage posture, which was exactly the same as the eighty-one peak towards the top, as if all the secrets were being drawn.
An old Taoist priest floated out, with an indescribable appearance of a fairy.
He casually "picked up" the scabbard, stood still and let it go slightly, just in time to put Xiu Dong in Xu Fengnian's hand into the sheath.
The old Taoist priest stood quietly beside Xu Fengnian.
The young man dressed up as a woman but Xu Fengnian saw through the woman's identity kicked the sheathed man again, cursing: "Useless thing! Kill it, I will kill it all!"
The young master uncle hiding in the bamboo forest said with emotion: "This mountain is really impossible to descend, and the women at the foot of the mountain are all tigresses."