Ten thousand people watched the storm among the five tombs that year.

Snow hunting stars and flying feather arrows, spring outing flowers and carved saddles.

Floating here, weary guests from the ends of the world, and the faces of heaven on the sea.

Thank you, Su Xiao, Jiangnan, for blaming me for the blue shirt.

"Chao Zhongcuo" - Zhu Dunru (Song Dynasty)

On this day, Yi Chan faced Yi Fanglei, the head disciple of Yi Sect in Fuling. When Yi Chan and Jiang Hehe came to the martial arts venue, Bai Fu had arrived and brought Huang Yong, Chen Zhenping and other disciples to cheer him up.

Although Yichan has made great achievements in martial arts recently and easily defeated Dou Yu, the descendant of Dou Xian, a famous general of the Eastern Han Dynasty, in the first battle, the eldest son of Dou Yu, the Dou family of Mianzhou, in his first battle, not many people still favor Yichan.

Because Yi Fang Lei is so famous in Bashu. He became famous as a young man, and is known as a prodigy. In the last Shushan Sword Competition, he ranked third in the youth group competition. Qin Yongjie narrowly surpassed him.

At the beginning of the game, Yi Fang Lei entered the court. He was wearing a blue shirt, elegant and elegant. Although he was not as handsome as Qin Yongjie, he also had a unique taste of books. He was the dream boy of many women.

Yi Fang Lei lost to Qin Yongjie five years ago and regarded it as a shame for his life. In addition to practicing hard in the past five years, he also put a lot of effort into Qingcheng swordsmanship. He wanted to defeat Qin Yongjie in this competition and save his shame for five years ago.

When Yi Fang Lei saw Yichan was a young and beautiful girl, his expression relaxed, and said with a smile: "Martial arts like the judge's pen usually evolved from swordsmanship. My moves changed from thirty-six famous writers' pens. I would like to ask the girl for advice." After that, he slowly pulled out his famous weapon from the long box, a plum blossom promising snow-style judge's pen, cast by fine steel, one foot and six inches long.

Yichan didn't dare to be careless, and he slapped his sword with his left hand and bowed his head.

Yi Fang Lei said: "My brushwork style changes from the secret of Mr. Ouyang Xun's calligraphy in the early Tang Dynasty - "Eight Trigrams". The dots are like falling stones at a peak, like the first moon in the sky. The horizontal is like a formation cloud of thousands of miles, and the vertical is like a withered vine for a long time. The spear is like a sharp pine fold, falling on a stone cliff. The fold is like a crossbow with a thousand pounds. The stroke is like a sharp sword to cut off the horns of the rhino elephant. The stroke is always three times when one stroke is turned."

Yi Fanglei's starting style is like writing with his pen, clearing his mind and calming his mind, holding his face upright, thinking about life with his pen. Suddenly, the tiger's body thrusts, and chanting for a long time: "The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is vast and vast, the sun and the moon are full, the city is full of heaven, the sky is full of heaven, the cold is coming and going, the summer is coming and going, autumn is harvested and hidden in winter."

The Yi Fang Lei Xu Fist is straight with his wrist, his fingers are in the air, and the judge's pen is held with a large pen, and he slashes at Yi Chan with the momentum of clouds. It is the first two strokes of the character "天". These two strokes are horizontal and are empty moves, and the "叶" stroke is the real move. The judge's pen is raised high and drawn from top to bottom, like a sharp sword that cuts the horns of a rhino elephant.

Yichan used the method of enlightenment to quickly avoid this "丸" stroke. Just as Yi Fang Lei finished his pen and prepared to make the next "丸" stroke, E Bing Jian slashed and attacked the void gap. Yi Fang Lei had no choice but to write a "丨" vertical, which was like a dead vine that could be twisted and entangled with any sharp attack. Unexpectedly, Yi Chan's move was also a virtual move, and he instantly drew his sword and retracted.

Yi Fanglei waved his left sleeve and took advantage of the momentum to jump up. His right hand judge wrote the first "一" point among the four words "天天". The point was like a falling stone at a peak. He accelerated with the momentum and instantly hit Yi Chan's eyes. Yi Chan felt that this point was getting faster and faster from far to near, and its momentum was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was covering all the places where he moved and changed.

Fortunately, he was prepared before, and Yi Chan followed the instructions of Senior Brother Fu and stared at the pen holder. The sword in his hand did not retreat but advanced instead. The tip of the sword was slashed towards Yi Fang Lei's fingers along the judge's pen holder, and a spark was drawn on the pen holder. The faster the Yi Fang Lei fell from the peak of the rock, the faster the sword was cut. In desperation, Yi Fang Lei turned around and avoided Yi Chan's sword, which scared him into a cold sweat.

Yi Fang Lei was sealed by Yi Chan in two consecutive styles. This proud style could not be used, like a thorn in his throat, he would not vomit and feel anxious, and his mood began to feel a little anxious. He turned his wrist and spit out his strength, and wrote a "??" fold, which was like a crossbow of thousands of pounds, which was the ultimate move of Yi Fang Lei's attack.

Yichan knew that if Yi Fang Lei wrote this "??" full, his flaw would definitely be broken by him. So when the "??" turns around, he accelerated the Chuchen Body Technique, using the extremely fast move of Lingsu's sword technique to "intelligently" and pointed at Yi Fang Lei's heart. Yi Fang Lei had to stop the pen and rescue him, and this stroke only used half a move. Although his "??" break was powerful, it was the most effort. He was suddenly forced to turn halfway. Not only was the pen suddenly suffocated, but his internal force was also forced to change the way. Yi Fang Lei suddenly felt that his inner breath had broken, his qi and blood in the dantian were surging, and his chest was tight and he was about to vomit.

Yi Fang Lei took a deep breath and pressed down his inner breath. His brushwork suddenly changed, no longer as sharp as before, and his sword was tense. The dots and strokes were warm and gentle, and the hooks and picks were not exposed. The brushwork was particularly round and vigorous, with the lifting and pressing up and down peacefully, the round brush hid the tip, the starting and ending the brush was even and stable, light or heavy, fast or slow, lifting and pressing properly, calmly and unforced, hidden in the bone strength. The roundness and grace, either running or regular, or flowing, or stopping, or stopping, without any stroke was taken lightly, and no gesture was not timeless and beautiful. This is the box-in-one martial arts of Yi Fang Lei - Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow Shi Qing Tie".

"Xizhi pauses his head", these four characters are both lines and cursive, either broken or connected, and the brushwork is integrated. "When snow is fast, it is good," the brush is round and moist, lively but not stagnant, and the strength is penetrated through the back of the paper. "If you want to be at peace with goodness", the transition is slow, and the writing is free and unrestrained. The word "good" ends just right, it is like pouring a full glass of water, but it will not overflow easily.

When Yi Fang Lei's martial arts was unfolded, everyone onlookers suddenly felt that when the snow was first clear, the clouds were gone, the rain was gone, and the colors were clear, and the colors were overwhelming.

Yi Fang Lei wanted to save this martial arts until he dealt with Qin Yongjie, but he might know in advance and it would be difficult to avenge the enemy five years ago. However, Yi Chanling's sword technique was extremely magical and did not use his unique skills. It is unknown who will win this game.

Bai Fu saw it and thoughts were like a spring. He thought to himself, no wonder Yi Fanglei's martial arts are the most powerful of Bashu, and calligraphy is another kind of skill. The reason why these famous works are considered to be the pinnacle of these calligraphy masters is because these masters have reached the state of "selflessness" when writing ink. At this time, the mind and the heaven and earth are sympathetic, feel the sun, moon, stars, experience the changes of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and absorb the power of the universe.

When calligraphy masters enter the state of "no self", every stroke that leads to the turning point is the flow of internal breath. One more point will be exhausted, and one less point will be weak. One stroke will be breathing, one flower will be a world. The clouds and flow water will flow, and the sky will be swim.

There are two major creations to integrate calligraphy into martial arts:

First, integrate the breathing and breathing of the pen into martial arts. Those who learn martial arts should pay the most attention to breathing. Whether it is offensive or defense, the body is unfolded, and the breathing and force must reach a certain balance. Otherwise, once the internal breath is disordered, the qi and blood of the dantian will impact the heart and brain, and the mildest will faint, and severe will die.

From famous calligraphy works, we can see the ups and downs of the inner breath when the calligraphy master is "selfless", which is a perfect balance of energy and force. Even if the pen is like a dragon and snake, and the force is like a storm, the entire Dantian is like the universe, and the inner breath is like the sun, moon and stars, running steadily, and the capacity is like a big river and a river flowing endlessly.

Secondly, the characters are dead, the writers are alive, and the peerless calligraphy is created by calligraphy based on the emotions of the time.

The style of the brush is the sword intent, just like sword technique, sword moves are dead, while people are alive. You should flexibly change sword moves according to the environment during the battle, and the opponent's martial arts are flexibly changed. There are moves without moves, and there are moves without moves. This is exactly the realm of "no sword in the heart" mentioned by the master before. Before setting out the sword, there is no preset sword move routine in your mind, but based on the change in the opponent's body shape, you should decide the speed, angle and strength of the sword. The opponent cannot guess your next sword move, and you will not be able to accurately defend or attack.

The speed of sword drawing and attack speed are not the only key. What is important is the timing and method. Therefore, when swordsmanship is integrated, it can determine the "form" of attack based on the surrounding environment, terrain, wind, rain, thunder and lightning and other natural climates, and use factors such as the battlefield to kill the environment, the number of enemies, etc. to form a force to oppress the opponent's psychology. When the opponent's heart is confused, flaws will appear.

Bai Fuguan realized the great enlightenment, and at this moment he understood the sword principles explained by the master using tea to control his sword.

Yi Fang Lei can evolve his brushwork from calligraphy, and he can also evolve his sword skills from calligraphy. Can he create his own martial arts? Thinking of this, Bai Fu scratched his ears and his forehead, and was extremely excited. He wished he could go back to the courtyard immediately, find out the copybooks of these famous masters, read them carefully, and realize that everyone has entered the state of "no self" in calligraphy.

At this time, Yichan was surrounded by dangers. Yichan naturally didn't know that his brushwork was inspired by Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow Shiqing Tie", but he also saw that it was very different from before and even more difficult to resist.

"If you fail, you will not be able to do it again." These moves of change square thunder make the flowing clouds and water flow. The word "天" is like a dragon, and it is accumulated. Although the word "天" has only a few strokes, it is clear and angular, with the momentum of towering mountains. The cicada cannot counterattack, and there is nowhere to dodge. If it weren't for the long-lasting aura of Yichan, it would have gone apart, its heart and blood would have reversed, and its skills collapsed. This is thanks to the "天楠天" in Nether Valley, which made Yichan's Dantian different from ordinary people and the cauldron furnace extremely solid.

Yi Fang Lei hooked sharply, and the judge brushed Yichan's temples and lifted Yichan's hairpin down. Jiang Hehe was so scared that he screamed, and Bai Fu finally recovered. He quickly concentrated his mind and gathered his energy, condensed the true energy into a line, used the skill of transmitting the sound into secrets, and guided Yichan.

When Yichan heard Bai Fu's voice, his heart was at ease and calm, and he returned to calmness. He immediately followed Bai Fu's instructions and ignored the other party's moves. No matter how the other party changed, he saw his judge's pen move, and accelerated his use of Chen Body Technique and Lingsu Sword Technique to attack the gap. Real and virtual, virtual and virtual, real and real, the tip of the sword was like a spiritual snake, and he was inconsistent. It was close and showed it far away, and it was close to the distance. In short, he cut each move of Yi Fang Lei halfway, so that he could write at most two strokes of each word, and then he was blocked and could not continue.

The blood of Yi Fang Lei Qi surged upwards, knowing that Yi Chan's martial arts skills were not as good as his. However, no matter how he moved and changed, he could not write a word in full. Yi Fang Lei suffered this secret loss, and his anger accumulated more and more. His thoughts moved, and his inner breath broke out again. He sprayed out a mouthful of blood. He could only caress his chest and retreat, staring at Yi Chan with resentment, and gasping for breath.

"Win?" He actually won the arrogant Yi Fang Lei? Yi Chan stood there on the spot, not ecstatic, just feeling dizzy and his mind was blank.

It was not until he followed Jiang Hehe back into the house that Yichan realized that her victory broke out the first big upset in this Shushan Sword Contest.

Yichan burst into tears. In the tears, she vaguely saw the back of her father when he parted. Her hunched back was gradually drifting away on the bluestone road...
Chapter completed!