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Chapter 14 Master Xu, the heir to the book and sword

Chapter 14 Master Xu, the heirloom of calligraphy and swordsmanship

Thirty miles outside Zijin City, the urban-rural fringe is very dusty. There are many small shops on both sides of the road that sell water, repair tires, eat and stay. There is an endless stream of large cars coming and going, and people with various accents.

Gather here.

Zhang Cundao was holding the piece of paper with the address written on it and looking around. He scratched his head. He originally thought that with the address and house number, he could easily find the destination, but now it seems that he was careless.

But the road is still in your mouth, so if you don't understand, just ask. He went to the Yitang Cigarette Shop on the street and said to the boss inside: "Boss, is there Hongta Mountain?"

The man who opened the candy shop was an old man. He came over and said, "Yes!"

"Then give me one. How much does it cost?" Zhang Cundao said.

"Okay!" the uncle said with a smile.

This Hongtashan product costs ten yuan a pack. It is a high-end product. In this kind of urban-rural fringe area, people only buy it during the New Year and holidays. Normally, a pack cannot be sold for several days!

"Buy a cigarette and get a bottle of water for free." The uncle chuckled and took down another bottle of water from the shelf.

Zhang Cundao nodded, then took out a note and asked the uncle: "Uncle, please help me see where this place is?"

The uncle quickly took it and took a look, and then said: "Oh! This place is towards the village. Turn left at the second intersection ahead and you will see the entrance. You should go to Master Xu's house."

"Yes, I'm looking for Master Xu. Do you know him too?" Zhang Cundao asked.

"What a shame! Who doesn't know Master Xu from all the villages and towns around here? He's very talented!" As he said this, the old man gave a thumbs up and continued: "In the past few years, the Shangnan Village and Xianan Village

There was quite a big fight over water. It was Master Xu who stepped in to be the peacemaker."

"Oh!" Zhang Cundao suddenly realized, and he was looking forward to Master Xu even more.

Asked the road clearly and said goodbye to the enthusiastic uncle. Zhang Cundao continued to move forward, turned at the intersection mentioned by the uncle, and entered a country road.

Not long after walking, a small courtyard with red walls and black tiles appeared ahead, and faint shouts could be heard in the courtyard.

When he got closer, he saw a dozen people of different ages practicing boxing in the courtyard surrounded by red bricks. Zhang Cundao stopped and watched for a while, and immediately a young man came over.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

This young man was wearing a red vest with the words "Red Star Machinery Factory" printed on it.

Zhang Cundao said quickly: "I'm here to see Master Xu. Is this Master Xu's house?"

"Looking for Master Xu?" The young man looked Zhang Cundao up and down and saw that he had a tall and straight figure with strong muscles, as if he had been trained. He said, "This is Master Xu's house. Who are you?"

Zhang Cundao said quickly: "I am a student of Zijin University. After being introduced by someone, I came here specifically to visit Master Xu."

As soon as the words 'Purple Gold University' came out, the young man's tone softened.

"So you are a college student, please come in!" After saying that, the young man opened the courtyard door for Zhang Cundao, and then led Zhang Cundao towards the room.

These days, college students are still quite respected.

Not long after, Zhang Cundao met Master Xu. Master Xu’s name was Xu Chunda. He had also taught boxing at the Sports University in the early years, and he met Zhang Cundao’s coach at that time.

Today, Master Xu has gray hair and is slightly stout. He looked at the letter of introduction in his hand, then nodded and said to Zhang Cundao: "It turns out that he is a student of an old friend. What do you want to see me for? You can't be here to practice with me.

Just punch."

Zhang Cundao said quickly: "There is indeed something I want to ask Master Xu. I heard that you can understand the Sword Classic, and I happen to have a Sword Classic here, so I want to ask you to explain it to me."

After saying that, he handed over the "Changqing Sword Classic".

"Sword Scripture? Is there still such a thing now?" Master Xu smiled, took the piece of paper from Zhang Cundao, and then started to read it. At this glance, he frowned and remained silent for a long time.

While Master Xu was reading the scriptures, Zhang Cundao also took a look at Master Xu's home.

There is a mahogany plaque facing the front door of the house. On the plaque are several large characters, "Book and Sword Heirloom". Under the plaque, there is a picture of pine and crane longevity.

There are some potted plants placed in the corner of the house. Behind the potted plants are various weapons and equipment, stone locks and sandbags.

Maybe there are guests coming, and the people practicing boxing have stopped practicing early, otherwise the sound of shouting and drinking would affect the conversation too much.

Zhang Cundao also took advantage of this moment to step forward and take out Hongtashan to smoke. As a physical education student, he does not smoke because it will affect lung function. But this does not affect his relationship with others.

These people are all nearby villagers. They usually practice boxing and kicking with Master Xu when they have nothing to do. They are regarded as registered disciples. Today, each of them got a pack of good cigarettes. With Zhang Cundao's status as a student of Zijin University, they became more and more friendly to him.

After chatting with them for a few words, Zhang Cundao was called back to the room. Master Xu put down the Sword Scripture and said to Zhang Cundao: "This kind of ancient Sword Scripture is very rare now. When I was young, I followed the master to the home of an old master to meet him.

Pass."

He paused, looked at Zhang Cundao and said, "You don't want to practice swordsmanship according to this sword scripture, do you?"

Zhang Cundao hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

At this time, Master Xu said with a smile: "That's no need. This kind of ancient sword scripture is often exaggerated, and many things are fake. For example, your sword scripture emphasizes cultivating the 'Changqing Sword Light'

', this is nonsense. Sword light is a skill, how can it be so magical."

After Zhang Cundao heard this, he nodded cooperatively, but he disagreed in his heart. He said: "This thing is of some use to my research. You also know that we can only rely on this kind of thing to recruit special sports students."

It’s great to graduate.”

This was half true and half false. Master Xu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "In that case, I will explain it to you so that you can gain insights."

Anyway, these absurd and unruly things can't be practiced, so it doesn't matter if you tell this young man, just like the master told him back then. These are myths and legends and should not be taken as true.

When Zhang Cundao heard this, he immediately sat next to him and listened attentively.

Master Xu also began to say: "This Sword Manual is to record the sword manual in words. There are many moves in the sword manual. It is difficult to record the moves in words. But the ancients had their own methods. Now I will

Let me explain it to you..."

This kind of sword manual without pictures pays more attention to the "meaning" and less to the "form". It is enough to have the same moves, and some even don't pay attention to the moves at all, just a few "stabbing" and "tickling"

'Chop' or 'chop' to describe.

Master Xu thinks it is impossible to practice any real kung fu through this kind of thing, and those 'meanings' are mysterious and mysterious things, which are basically impossible to practice. Use the Sword Classic to do it

Inheritance, this is simply a joke!

(End of chapter)


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