"Master, are you starting to learn the sword now?" In the attic in front, standing next to Yang Ping was a handsome middle-aged man. He looked to be more than ten years older than Yang Ping, but he was full of energy. Yang Ping had been able to get around in these years.
At this point, his help is indispensable.
This is Zhao Dongyue, the chief butler of the Yang family and the captain of the escort team. He wields the Mountain Sword Technique and uses a red copper sword weighing one hundred and fifty kilograms with great force. He is also quite famous among first-class warriors.
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Yang Ping leaned against the window and looked at his son in the yard below, and couldn't help but smile: "Wu Yue, this kid, is very perseverant and obsessed no matter what he does. When I was learning to write, I didn't know how to stop once I started writing."
"That's right, the young master's calligraphy is almost catching up with Master Chen from the Xuanwen Museum. If he keeps practicing calligraphy for ten years, he might also be a master of calligraphy!" Zhao Dongyue couldn't help but admire, Yang Wuyue's perseverance is even better than his own.
Very impressed: "I guess I know more characters now than I, Lao Zhao! Haha!"
Zhao Dongyue naturally loves martial arts and doesn't like writing. He just needs to be able to write his own name.
"He watched Kyushu Era and wanted to practice martial arts, so let's go for it." Yang Ping looked at the young hands and hair below and couldn't help but think of the hard work he put into practicing swordsmanship: "If I had been as sensible as him back then, what would I have done?
Huizi can be said to be a first-rate warrior."
"That's still useful..." Zhao Dongyue looked at Yang Wuyue below and gradually lost his voice. He could only see that the three-foot green blade in Yang Wuyue's hand below was getting faster and faster, and each move actually sounded like the wind cracking the clouds.
sound.
"call out!"
The sword roars!
The sword can make a sound, that's for sure. Not only the software, but also the hard sword can make a sound. It is the sound that can be made after the strength of the sword reaches a certain level. It can be heard every time it stops or changes.
sound.
This is the same as the crisp sound of a punch, indicating that your skills and strength are up.
But this is definitely not a sword cry that a six-year-old child can perform. And judging from Yang Wuyue's sword moves, he is becoming more and more proficient.
"Master, the young master just started practicing sword practice today, right?"
"Yes, just now, I just gave him the sword manual!" Yang Ping smiled: "Don't tell me, you have practiced well!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of sword energy shot out, instantly cutting the green brick at Yang Wuyue's feet in half.
"Wow!" Yang Ping couldn't hold the teacup firmly and fell directly to the ground. The two looked at each other.
Zhao Dongyue said in astonishment: "Inner strength? Is this taught just today?"
"Yes!" Yang Ping nodded in disbelief, as if he didn't even believe what he said. The next moment, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Has my son developed his inner energy?"
"Quick, go down and take a look!"
The two elders rushed downstairs in a hurry, but Yang Wuyue in the yard seemed not to notice, and was busy playing with his sword there. Yang Ping was about to speak, but was immediately stopped by Zhao Dongyue beside him.
"What's wrong?" Yang Ping asked suspiciously.
"Shh, Master." Zhao Dongyue quickly pulled him back a few steps and arrived at the hand-chaosing corridor. His eyes were full of miraculous surprise and he said, "You don't know something. This is called epiphany. It's something you can only encounter. Young Master is immersed in that."
I'm in good condition. Darling, this young master is definitely a genius that has never been seen before!"
"Epiphany?" Yang Ping has never seen it before, so how can he not have heard of it? "Is this epiphany? However, this swordsmanship is specious. Dongyue, take a good look. You are also practicing the Thirty-six Cloud Chuanjing Swords. Isn't it true?
Same?"
Zhao Dongyue was also shocked when he heard this, and he concentrated on the sword again. The moves were indeed the Thirty-Six Cloud Chuan Swords, but they were becoming more concise and clear. This time, there were only twenty-one moves in total.
Waiting for the next time, there are only eighteen moves.
"The number of moves is decreasing!" Zhao Dongyue suddenly said: "I understand, he is simplifying the swordsmanship. Eliminating the false and retaining the essence."
"Get rid of the fake and keep the essence?" Yang Ping said suspiciously: "Are you kidding? He has just started learning. It's good if he can remember it!"
"No, no, no!" Zhao Dongyue hurriedly explained: "In the state of enlightenment, you can use the sword to its best effect just by feeling. To practice swordsmanship, first lay the foundation and then learn the sword moves. It is a process from simple to complex. Once you are familiar with it, you can
You have to look at the moves. Once you understand the artistic conception clearly, the moves won't be important."
"I heard that Zang Feng, the eldest disciple of Guiyuan Sect Zhuge Sect, understood the meaning of the Wind Chasing Sword at the age of thirteen. He refined the 108 styles of the Wind Chasing Sword into the 32 styles. The Wind Chasing Sword
The sword has also changed from an ordinary human-level secret book to the top human-level secret book. For this reason, Master Zhuge directly accepted it as his disciple and taught the Earth-level Secret Code Meteor Sword Technique. Our young master may be even more powerful!"
"Sir, Commander Ji Hong of the Black Armored Army has invited guests to dinner today. Why don't you go and invite them to show him? That's a peak master the day after tomorrow, much better than me!" Zhao Dongyue suggested.
"Ji Hong?" Yang Ping is so smart. With Zang Feng as an example, he might be able to give his son a good future: "Just watch here and don't let anyone disturb you. I'll go right away!"
"Don't worry, sir!" Zhao Dongyue said he was a first-class warrior. Although he was not the top, he was the well-deserved number one strongman in Jiang Mansion.
Yang Ping hurried out of the house. Lan Yue Tower was right in front. It was the most prosperous restaurant along the main road. If you say it is a restaurant, it is a restaurant. The three-story attic is enough to accommodate hundreds of people. The hall on the first floor is the busiest.
, people with weapons can be seen everywhere.
The private rooms on the second floor are simply divided and are much more elegant. As for the third floor, there are only four private rooms, representing spring, summer, autumn and winter. Each one is luxuriously and exquisitely decorated, as luxurious as a fairy palace.
"Sir!" The shopkeeper in front of the counter saw Yang Ping coming and quickly stood up to greet him.
"Which private room is Commander Ji Hong in?" Yang Ping asked hurriedly.
"Chun Zi Private Room!" said the shopkeeper: "Although it was ordered by Commander Ji Hong, the Zhuge Sect Master is also here, and he invited an innate master who I don't know."
"What! Zhuge Sect Leader is here too?" Yang Ping couldn't help but be surprised: "What kind of master would let Zhuge Sect Leader personally accompany him? Why not hold a banquet in the sect? Instead, come to our side?"
"I'm about to go back to my master. The senior has eaten our medicinal food and came here specially today. The winter tonic and spring flower feast that I ordered is being cooked, but it hasn't been served yet!" the shopkeeper said, "Look at us.
Do you need to express yourself?"
"Take out the Hanxuebingshuang wine that has been hidden in our family for twenty years and prepare it. I will go and see it myself!" Yang Ping hurried upstairs, only to hear the lively sounds inside, all filled with laughter.
So he relaxed a little and knocked on the door to come in.
There were only three people in the hall, and the silver-haired old man was naturally Commander Ji Hong. The remaining two were Zhuge Yuanhong, who looked like a teacher in a blue shirt, and a stern middle-aged man in black robe whom he did not recognize.
"Zhuge Sect Master, Commander Ji Hong, today we are welcoming distinguished guests. Yang, please forgive me for being a little distant."