It is said that one watch is parting and two watches are returning, and it is possible to go back and forth with a sword that splits the river and slays the dragon. In fact, it does not take a watch time.
Old man Li pierced the sky with his sword for no reason, and seemed to have signs of returning to the highest level of martial arts, without any surprises, he swung back to the bow of the boat, threw Xiudong back to Xu Fengnian, and glanced at the river and the cliff, as if he had untied his knot , smiled bitterly, then walked into the cabin silently.
Lu Qiantang, who watched the tide and practiced the epee sword, was frightened by this sword, and finally remembered the senior Xiaoyao who stepped on the tide at the head of the Guangling River a long time ago. Let alone a mature swordsman like Lu Qiantang, it is already an age to abandon the sword and practice Taoism Even Wei Shuyang couldn't help but be flamboyant. How could there be a young man who didn't want to learn from Li Jianshen who walked the rivers and lakes with a sword. Deng Tai'a is a new generation of swordsman. Too half-celestial and half-demon, like a figure in the sky a million miles away from the ground, after his debut, he made few moves, only fighting with Wang Xianzhi and Cao Guanzi, and some fragmented rumors came out afterwards, which made people chew.
But Li Jianshen of the older generation has gained a great reputation in the Jianghu with one sword and one sword, especially the love-hate entanglement with a few women, which has made countless younger generations yearn for him, like the old man Jiudoumi. Taoist Wei Shuyang remembered that when Li Chungang was at the peak of martial arts, there was a female poet who admired his demeanor and wrote countless poems. The ruler's spirit is as green as Lu Zu, who is the sky and shows injustice. All of this is over, she is already old, her face is white and her hair is white, she has already been buried in a lonely grave, and before she died, she did not forget to let the posterity burn all the manuscripts of her poems.
In the rivers and lakes where Li Jianshen is still there, there are countless her, who have become three thousand weak waters, but I don't see which scoop he took. Back then, many people in Jianghu were like them in many things, and their glory was no longer there.
Shu shy, who has always been fearless, sweated from the tip of his nose, watching the river close again, the boat gradually stopped swaying from side to side, turned to look at Lu Qiantang beside him, and asked in a trembling voice: "So this old man can really be with Qi?" A senior who competes with immortals?"
Even if Qi Xuan has been an immortal for decades, even if he is not a Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, all descendants dare not call him by his name directly, and they all respectfully call him Immortal Qi. This is the strength above celestial phenomena.
Lu Qiantang, whose soul was almost shaken by that sword, said in a deep voice, "You still don't know who he is?"
Although Shu Shu is nearly thirty years old, but I don't know whether it's because of her intensive study of seductiveness, or because of her nature, there are always some innocent girlish details, and she habitually squeamishly pouted: "How did I know that the old man will never be Mrs. Deng?" Ah."
Lu Qiantang was annoyed that the sword was too mysterious, he didn't see the slightest clue, and this Dongyue swordsman has always disliked the shy posture, so he spoke in a more serious tone, "A Nanman is just a frog at the bottom of a well !"
Shu shyly stretched out her hand to brush the hair on her ears and temples, turned her head and said with a coquettish smile: "Yo, isn't Dongyue a land of barbarians? The old man is so great, can we make our Lv Jianshen look so high?"
Lu Qiantang turned his head gloomyly, what kind of sword god is he? This girl who ran from the barbarian southern border really wanted to taste the edge of Chixia Sword? !
Wei Shuyang, who happened to be beside the two of them, shook his head, but did not speak out to persuade them. Going straight to His Royal Highness, Xu Fengnian sat on the bow, untied his pair of knives and put them aside, stretching out his hands to tease Vajra and Bodhisattva, the two little guys' tongues were born with thorns, and when they licked lightly, there would be a dense tingling sensation on their hands. Xu Fengnian couldn't bear the endless tossing of the siblings, not to mention minor injuries, and the ivory white satin cuffs had already become ripped, so he picked up the Spring Thunder Knife and let the young Kui King Kong hug him with four claws. Dangling in the air, it can be seen that this male is more lively. Wei Shuyang couldn't stand and talk to His Royal Highness who was sitting, so he sat cross-legged and said with great emotion: "Your Highness, I am so fortunate to have read Wudang's "San Tong Qi", and today I met Li Lao Jianshen, the two-hundred-foot-slashing Tongtian who cut the river This is a matter of life and death without regret.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Grandpa Wei, tell me, does Old Man Li's sword refer to Xuan or Tianxiang?"
Wei Shuyang shook his head and said: "It seems to be a land god. The old Taoist really dare not speak nonsense about Li Laojian's god."
Leaning against the wooden wall, Xu Fengnian joked, "Isn't this sword capable of piercing hundreds of armors? If two armies confront each other, and three or four old men Li are the first to attack, how can we fight this battle?"
Wei Shuyang smiled and said: "His Royal Highness, how many Li Jianshen have emerged in the century-old Jianghu? How many masters who refer to Xuantianxiang are willing to be restrained by military law? Being trapped in the army is not suitable for cultivation."
Xu Fengnian nodded, "Indeed, who can bother Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai'a to charge into the battle. In the Spring and Autumn National War, I only heard that the emperor's uncle with excellent swordsmanship in Xishu did not hesitate to fight the enemy with his life, forcibly beheading 600 cavalry. No matter how difficult it is to fight against the next brave cavalry armor, he died in the battle of crossbows. Wufu's rivers and lakes are like the Yanzi River before. Being as unattainable as Lu Dongxuan is even more skillful. And the army that is all about war has become the vast waters we are in, where hundreds of rivers, thousands of streams and streams converge, unless it is Xu Xiao, a famous general in the national war who becomes that A lonely island, otherwise, no matter what you do, you will fall under the thousands of troops. Before Xu Xiao led the army to trample on the rivers and lakes, the warriors and soldiers were inferior to each other. He no longer has the confidence to challenge the army. Longhushan was sealed as the head teacher of the Taoist sect in the whole world, and a black-clothed monk who made friends with the emperor came out of the Liangchan Temple, and was able to restore the decline of the Buddhist sect. Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism , Continue to stand on three legs, the masters of these three religions strive to be born, and when they are born occasionally, they try their best to turn the tide, startle the sky and thunder, and retreat quickly. In Xu Xiao's army, there are few people in the rivers and lakes who agree with Beiliang and hold military talismans."
Wei Shuyang seemed to be immersed in the lingering aftertaste of the old sword god and that sword, and he was a little distracted, but it could be seen that the old Taoist priest was full of joy, like a child who got a bunch of candied haws. It is very simple and has no great reason at all. It's hard to imagine that with Wei Shuyang's position in the Nine Dou Rice Road, and his ancient age, he would still have such a childlike innocence. No matter how desolate and sloppy Li Chungang's image is, Wei Shuyang only thinks about the three swords. In the eyes of the old Taoist, the immortal sword kneels, and today's immortal sword is really justified. It's no wonder that if the world is not peaceful, the world will be uneven, because everyone wants to go to peace like Lu Dongxuan and Li Chungang.
Jiang Ni was not sure about defeating the two juvenile beasts, so she felt that the river scene that she had been obsessed with before was not very good-looking, so she went back to the cabin discouraged, and saw old man Li sitting on the chair without saying a word, half asleep While waking up, Jiang Ni picked up a secret book, read it absently for a while, and asked softly, "Are you going to teach him how to practice swords?"
Li Chungang raised his eyelids, smiled and said: "It's okay to teach him a few tricks. The old man gave him a good face, not because you can be bullied less. It's the same sentence, as long as you are willing to practice swords with the old man, Xu Xiaozi will You can kill him if you practice the sword and practice the flowers."
Jiang Ni hesitated for a moment, changed the subject and said, "Your sword skills seem really scary."
Old man Li laughed loudly, "Girl Jiang, don't you say that I am bragging in the future, right? But the old man is telling the truth, the sword just now was obtained by chance. Only when the right time, place and people are in place, can it have such power. Unsatisfactory things are like an ox hair, how many words can you talk to others? Therefore, there are millions of swords in the world, and the fairy swords of the sword fairy should be pitifully few, and the sword of the old man is called the realm of the sword fairy in the world, and it cannot last forever. The old man sees it very openly now, he doesn’t expect to be that land god, he just wants to teach you everything, if he teaches you how to practice swords, he may teach you a female sword fairy, which will also benefit the old man’s reputation.”
Jiang Ni said flatly: "Then you should teach him how to practice swords."
The old man didn't take it seriously, and said to himself: "There is a poem by Lu Zu that was passed on as a warning to later sword learners: the three feet in the box don't sing often, and if you don't meet someone you like, you won't pass it on. There are countless sword-practicing juniors, and there are many sword-practicing geniuses with extraordinary understanding, but you can't match the old man's temper. You are Deng Tai'a, and you don't even want to learn the old man's two-sleeved green snake. Wu Family Sword Tomb Sword intent seeks heavenly sword moves, and I look down on sword moves in the world. Only the old man's unique knowledge, not to mention how sword intent is the best in the world, is also superb in sword moves. Back then, the half-dead people of the Wu family were allowed Alas, it's better to... "
Jiang Ni frowned, sighed heavily, put down the book and stared, "Again?!"
Li Chungang scratched the talisman dagger pinned to his bun, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face. Anyone outside the cabin would not have listened to his words as an imperial decree, but the stubborn girl in front of her was really Don't buy the old Sword God's account. Li Chungang was not upset, picked up a handful of hickory nuts on the table, walked out of the cabin, and turned a blind eye to the respect of the boatman who regarded him as the dragon king and almost bowed down, as well as the respect of Lu Qiantang and other warriors, and the fear of some Beiliang Qingqi. Walking up to Xu Fengnian and Wei Shuyang, he sat down with a big grin, stretched out his feet and kicked the young Kui who had just fallen from the Spring Thunder Knife away from his feet. The elder sister, Bodhisattva, wanted to avenge his younger brother, and landed on the ground with sharp four claws, immediately grabbing four small holes , bending down and roaring, Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand to hold down the little guy protecting his shorts. The young female Kui turned her head with a very humane look of grievance. Xu Fengnian smiled and shook her head.
Li Lao Jianshen wondered: "The boy stepped on dog shit, where did he find the beast, not inferior to Qi Xuan's black tiger. In a few years, the two ends will be able to compete with a first-rank master. It's a pity that you can't live like them Two or three hundred years."
Xu Fengnian was even more puzzled, and asked, "What do you need from me?"
The old man casually threw the hickory nuts in his hand on the board of the boat, and said staidly: "Boy, it was really an eyesore to see your three-legged cat sword skill in Qingyang Palace that morning.
You take out the Xiudong knife with a thinner blade, and do as the old man said. "
Xu Fengnian sat up straight without hesitation, and Du Sicong, the master swordsman who wrote "A Thousand Swords and Grass", stood in the snow for three days for Li Chungang's advice. Yi's Xiudong Knife, Xiudong is slimmer and thinner than Chunlei. Practicing the knife with it is a test of the strength of the knife, and if there is a slight difference, the knife will be far away. Seeing through Xu Fengnian's intentionally concealed left-handed sword, half of it is Chunlei, which is more suitable for domineering heavy swords. Xu Fengnian has a deep foundation in Dahuangting. Besides, practicing a sword for a year is not in vain, and reading martial arts secrets is not in vain. It's almost considered to be in the martial arts world, and then to use Chunlei, they can complement each other, with good intentions, it is equivalent to acquiescing that Xu Caobao is his friend and confidant, Xu Fengnian naturally cherishes this rare friendship.
Xu Fengnian took out Xiudong, saw that the old sword god was silent, a little dazed, and asked in a low voice, "And then?"
Wei Shuyang was even more cautious, the person next to him was Old Li the sword god. Although Li Chungang was defeated by Wang Xianzhi at the beginning, and Wei Shuyang abandoned his sword and went to the mountain to practice Taoism in a fit of anger, but in the eyes of his generation, no matter how powerful Deng Tai'a is now, he is not as convinced as the older generation Li Jianshen. You Deng Tai'a defeated Li Jianshen? I have never fought before, so why did the sword god say it? !
Li Chungang yawned and asked Xu Fengnian to hang the blade at a fixed height, and said impatiently, "Boy, flick the blade with your fingers and see if you can smash the hickory nuts on the floor."
Xu Fengnian adjusted his breathing, squinted his eyes and stretched out his fingers, and with a crisp ding sound, Wei Shuyang, who was watching attentively, saw that the blade of Xiudong was bent in an arc, but it was a finger's distance away from the hickory on the ground. Xu Fengnian was not discouraged, he slid his fingers lightly over the blade, found a point, and flicked it away, Xiudong instantly bent like a full moon, dinged, and then slammed, smashing a hickory nut instantly, together with the boat The boards are knocked out with an impression.
Wei Shuyang subconsciously wanted to stroke his beard, and suddenly realized that Old Sword God Li was present, so he didn't dare to do anything wrong, but the old Taoist admired His Royal Highness Shizi's flicking sword very much, although Xiudong's sword is thin, not everyone can pop it at will Tough.
Old man Li rested his cheek on one hand, and continued: "Next, try to crush the hickory nuts, but don't leave marks on the floor."
Xu Fengnian frowned slightly, and instead of snapping his fingers in a hurry, he stroked the Xiudong Dao. He learned the essence of swordsmanship in the "Lushuiting Jiazi Jianjianlu" on Wudang Mountain to carve chess pieces, and benefited a lot. Xu Fengnian consciously controlled the strength of the sword very early The most fundamental thing is the flow of energy in the body, crushing the hickory nuts without affecting the ship's planks. It is no longer a simple matter of increasing or decreasing strength. , grabbing the knife and accumulating strength, paying attention to when and where it will explode, and how much it will explode, whether it is a few catties or two, or a thousand weights, all of which are profound knowledge that hurts. Cheeks, taking some time off, squeezed a walnut with two fingers and threw it in front of his eyes, sucked it lightly, sucked it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Boy, hurry up, I don't have time to watch you in a daze."
Xu Fengnian smiled wryly, restrained his mind, flicked his fingers, the arc was still full, and there was a mysterious beauty, the walnut was broken, but there were subtle marks on the floor.
Flicking the knife several times, it's all the same.
The old sword god said with a look of disdain: "The "Compendium of Thousand Swords" is useless, and you just listen to it like this? A waste of Jiang girl's saliva."
Xu Fengnian closed his eyes, recalling the scene where water drops turned into swords.
The old man got up, patted his buttocks and sneered, "Someday it will be done. Stack up two more walnuts. Remember to crush the lower walnuts. Both the ship plank and the upper walnuts must be intact. Comprehension, not to mention the latter, even trivial things like this are out of the question. If you can’t do it, then you don’t have to practice swords with Lu Qiantang.”
Xu Fengnian kept silent, thinking hard, probably because the old sword god felt that this guy looked too much like the Wu family sitting on a sword, so he became more and more unhappy, and walked into the cabin without turning his head.
Wei Shuyang left the bow gently, not to be disturbed.
Sit withered until dusk, and then to moonlit night.
Yu Youwei went to put a shirt on for Xu Fengnian late at night.
Xu Fengnian just pointed to the broken walnuts all over the floor, and Yuyouwei immediately went to fetch another handful and piled them up in front of his eyes.
In the early morning, the old man came to the bow with sleepy eyes, and saw Xu Fengnian imitating him, resting his chin in a daze, and took a closer look, huh? This kid replaced Xiudong with Chunlei? ! And on the floor in front of him, there are three walnuts piled up? !
Several big red carps jumped out of the water on the river.
This is a common sight in big rivers.
The old sword god turned and left. After walking far away, he murmured to himself: "My boy, the carp jumped the dragon's gate, and this time I missed it. But I want to see how many times you can jump in the next ten years!"