Xu Fengnian found a large handful of pebbles at the bottom of the lake, threw them on the ground, and then jumped into the icy deep pool, and repeated this process. In half a day, he found about forty pebbles, screened half of them, and piled them in the cave behind the waterfall. After this strange incident, I went to the bamboo forest with a knife. It was said to be a purple bamboo forest, but in fact, there were a lot of bamboos mixed with abacus. Tens of thousands of bamboos merged into a bamboo sea. When the wind blows, the bamboo waves are rolling and full of vitality. .
Xu Fengnian likes to come here to catch some Zhuqing chickens and play the qin frog for dinner. There is no reason not to take advantage of it. I heard that the winter bamboo shoots here are the most delicious in winter. Xu Fengnian wonders if he can make it to that day .
Wudang No. 1 idiot lives in a simple bamboo building deep in the bamboo sea. He likes to walk on the top of the bamboo forest when he practices his sword.
When Xu Fengnian entered the bamboo forest, he drew out Xiudong, always on guard against the inexplicable sword attack of the sword idiot Wang Xiaoping.
But for some reason today, until Xu Fengnian saw the bamboo building, Wang Xiaoping hadn't drawn his sword yet.
Boldly move forward, Xu Fengnian's clothes are already soaked, no wonder His Royal Highness is walking on thin ice, that sword idiot is a real idiot, he doesn't care about the 300,000 cavalry from Beiliang, Xu Xiao from Dazhu Kingdom, or the four characters at the foot of Wudang Mountain The archway, he only has the sword in his heart. Therefore, Xu Fengnian had to gather all his energy to deal with it carefully every time he only made a single strike.
Wang Xiaoping walked out of the bamboo building slowly, sat on a bamboo chair, and did not carry Shentu, the treasure of the mountain.
Xu Fengnian returned Xiudong to the sheath, walked over and sat on the chair opposite Wang Xiaoping. The sword idiot who doesn't hold a sword is just a handsome middle-aged uncle with a stiff expression and a simple Taoist robe. Wang Xiaoping became a Wudang Taoist priest very late. It is rumored that he was a rich man before he went to the mountain. He did not seek official career. He was infatuated with beauty and swords. After being emotionally hurt, he regarded beauty like a tiger and wolf, and in a fit of anger scattered all the family's belongings and went to Wudang. The "Green Water Pavilion Jiazi's Sword Practice Record" that others will never understand in his life, he only spent three years mastering it by heart. In the end, he became a disciple of the previous generation's head teacher, and then practiced the sword in silence, walking a hard way of creating his own way of swordsmanship.
Wang Xiaoping twisted a few pieces of raw tea leaves that had been de-fogged, put them into his mouth and chewed them carefully, with a dull expression but shining eyes.
When Xu Fengnian sat for a few sticks of incense, he only saw the first idiot in Wudang Mountain chewing and swallowing the tea leaves carefully. Compared with the two teas of spring and summer, the autumn tea was a bit dry and old, and the tea taste was mild, and it was the first time he saw someone eating it raw . Xu Fengnian listened to the rustling of bamboo leaves, and for no reason recalled a poem about bamboo by his second sister, who probably compared the sound of bamboo to the sound of suffering among the people and the sobbing of a beautiful woman. After some pungent comments from the academy came out, the scholars all regretted that they praised Xu Weixiong like that at the beginning. Xu Fengnian looked around and found nothing but bamboo. He felt bored, so he held Xiudong tightly, got up and left silently.
Wang Xiaoping glanced at the back of His Royal Highness, as if hesitating whether to make a long sword from a bamboo.
Xu Fengnian left the bamboo forest, his clothes were drenched again, this bamboo forest is really not a place for people to stay. That sword not coming out made Xu Fengnian's heart tremble far more than the sword coming out.
The osmanthus seeds on the mountain are gone.
Xu Fengnian did not know how many times he went up and down the deep pool under the Xuanxian Peak, and the rest of the Wudang Mountains where there were water and lakes did not fall. Finally, he found more than 400 pebbles, black and white, piled up in the hut In the middle, His Royal Highness, apart from using Xiudong to chop the waterfall, the rest is to use Xiudong to carve stones. There is a sword technique in the Lushuiting Jiazi Jianjian Record that is similar to women's embroidery, called Tiannv Sanhua. It is the most delicate and mysterious, but it can probably be Comparable to the profound swordsmanship of the Wu family's sword tomb, Xu Fengnian applied this sword style to the tip of Xiudong's knife. Every stroke and every stroke is extremely exhausting. At first, he could only carve two or three stones a day, which was the ultimate, and gradually improved Afterwards, four or five pills a day, and when it snows on the mountain, Xu Fengnian can close his eyes and strike the knife, and he will accomplish thirteen or fourteen sons a day.
Xu Fengnian pinched his fingers and calculated that it was almost time to leave Wudang Mountain. After all, he still had to go to Jiuhua to ring the bell. For Beiliang Palace, this was an unshakeable matter.
For some reason, Xu Fengnian became less and less concerned about Wudang head teacher Wang Chonglou's transfer of internal power. I don't know if it's the way of heaven riding a bull and flooding an elephant, or Wang Xiaoping's sword and bamboo, or the oath to kill stickers in front of Taixu Palace.
Hong Xixiang patiently carved out 361 pieces, 181 black pieces, and 180 white pieces. There are nineteen vertical and horizontal paths, and the multiplication of nineteen is three hundred and sixty-one.
Subtly, Xu Fengnian's saber technique changed from rough to fine.
Occasionally going to the bamboo forest to fight, he was able to force the sword idiot Wang Xiaoping to use his sword and had to cut down more than a dozen purple bamboos in order to drive His Royal Highness out of the bamboo forest. The most recent time, probably because he hated Shizi and Xiudong to the extreme, with one sword after another, he forcibly split a large open space in the northeast corner of the Zizhu Forest.
Outside the bamboo building, Wang Chonglou was sitting opposite Jian Chi, chewing the raw tea, and asked with a smile, "How is the qi traction going?"
Wang Xiaoping, who only spoke in front of Taixu Palace, nodded.
Wang Zhonglou said: "Every time you use your sword in the light, you drive Xu Fengnian's sword skills and energy into one place. "Green Water Pavilion" is in the dark, with hidden sword tactics. You can guide it with a pure heart. You never thought of Xu Fengnian carving chess pieces with sword skills. , I got the essence of "Jiazi Jianjianlu" by accident, and I don't know which expert learned the turtle's breath method, and practiced the sword at the bottom of the deep pool under the peak, and my Wudang Xinfa came to the same goal by different routes. I thought that my rhubarb Court, bestow three or four out of ten to His Royal Highness, now it seems that five or six out of ten is not out of the question."
Jian Chi showed an angry face, and the mahogany sword Shen Tu, which was placed horizontally on the bamboo table, jumped up without warning.
Wang Chonglou stretched out his hand and lightly brushed the table, the ancient sword god Tu returned to silence, and said with a smile: "Idiot, with your quick temper, how can you win Wudang's swordsmanship knowledge accumulated by more than ten generations of Wu Family Sword Tomb?"
Wang Xiaoping smiled, picked up a handful of emerald green tea leaves in the bamboo basin, and chewed them.
Wang Chonglou jokingly said: "You really have the heart to let your little brother shoulder all the martial arts and heaven? After all, Xixiang is only a young man in his thirties, so he is not afraid to tire him? Our gang is not long-lived." Among the savvy brothers, you are the closest to the way of heaven, so don't look at your bad face, but I know that you are the most optimistic about this little brother. So, when His Royal Highness comes out of the mountain, you should be more careful , pick up the burden, learn from Wu Liuding of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, walk around, the East China Sea, the South China Sea, the North Liangxi Man, take a walk around, maybe your swordsmanship will be perfect, sitting and discussing the way is never a good way to say it."
Wudang No. 1 idiot nodded.
With lonely eyes, he looked at this relaxed senior brother.
Seeing this sight, Wang Chonglou smiled heartily: "It's just a small big Huangting, what is it compared to Wudang's thousand-year plan?"
Sword idiot Wang Xiaoping shook his head, probably wanting to say that this big yellow court is "not small".
Wang Chonglou ignored this, and said with a chuckle: "Let Xixiang secretly hide a few chess pieces. At this moment, His Royal Highness probably didn't find our little junior brother, so he can only go to the bottom of the pond to look for stones bitterly. I You have to hurry up."
Jian Chi subconsciously reached out to hold the mahogany sword.
Master Wudang shook his head, got up slowly, and walked out of the purple bamboo forest.
Wang Xiaoping sat blankly in front of the bamboo building, turned around and knocked down the bamboo building with a sword.