Hong Jiao sneered at the corner of her mouth and said: "You're a cunning boy. You put forward your own demands without knowing it. That's good. I'm always tired of hypocrites and like real villains. You suit me."
Taste. Don’t worry, since I agreed to accept you as my disciple, I will definitely make you a master."
Ximen Lang said happily: "Thank you so much, Master." He bent down and kowtowed three times.
Hong Jiao waved her hand and said, "Okay, get up. Since you have become my apprentice now, we are a family. I will call you Xiaolang from now on."
Wen Ziling said excitedly: "Great, you will be my junior brother from now on, and I will call you Xiaolang."
Ximenlang stood up and called out obediently, "Senior sister."
"Wait a minute, I'm going to get something." Hong Jiao stood up and walked into the back room on crutches. When she came out, she had a yellowed ancient book in her hand. She sat on a chair and said, "Xiao Lang,
Your master and I both inherited the Shiliang sect. This is a boxing book in my hand.
, called "Storm God Fist", it is something passed down from generation to generation in the sect. The boxing method is strong and brave, and it should have a certain foundation of internal strength before it can be driven. And now that you have achieved a small amount of internal strength, it is suitable to practice this boxing method. Now I will pass it on to you,
Once you have memorized it, I will teach you how to practice it."
Ximen Lang received the boxing manual and said with great joy: "Thank you, Master, for the gift."
Hong Jiao said: "You are our couple's apprentice, so it is right for me to teach you martial arts. Let's go back and read this boxing manual first, and I will officially teach you how to practice boxing tomorrow."
Wen Ziling said hurriedly: "Mom, Xiaolang's left shoulder has been punctured and injured. He won't be able to practice martial arts for a while."
Hong Jiao looked shocked and said, "Why, his pipa bone was pierced?"
Wen Ziling said: "Yes, the injuries I checked on him yesterday are absolutely true. Although his external flesh injuries have healed after taking the strange snake gall, the bone injuries will definitely not heal so quickly."
Hong Jiao waved and said, "Xiao Lang, come here, I'll check your injury." When Ximen Lang came forward, she put her right hand on his left shoulder, squeezed it a few times, nodded and said, "The bone is indeed injured.
It hasn't completely healed yet, it seems.
You won't dare to use your full strength until you have your left arm after seven days. However, you kid is lucky. After a normal person's Pipa bone is pierced, the entire arm is useless. After you took the strange snake gallbladder, the blade healed and the internal strength increased greatly. It was really a blessing in disguise.
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Ximen Lang hurriedly said: "Master Wife, my left arm is injured and I have difficulty moving, so I can't practice boxing right now. However, my right arm is fine. Can you teach me the skill of flying knives?"
Hong Jiao smiled and said, "What, you want to learn the skill of flying knives?"
Ximen Lang hurriedly flattered her and said, "My apprentice admires Master Niang's mastery of flying knives and especially wants to learn this skill."
Hong Jiao nodded and said: "Well, as long as you want to learn and have time and energy to learn kung fu, I, as the master's wife, will of course teach you all the skills I have. Zi Ling has already achieved some achievements in the flying knife skills, so let her do it first.
Please teach you this skill on my behalf. When you reach the same level as her, I will personally teach you."
Ximen Lang saluted and said, "Thank you so much, Master."
Hong Jiao said to her daughter: "Zi Ling, please take your junior brother out to practice throwing knives now."
"I know, let's go out first."
Wen Ziling agreed, took off the leather knife pouch on the wall, and led Ximen Lang out to the courtyard. She handed the knife pouch to Ximen Lang and said, "Take a look, this is the flying knife you want to practice."
Ximen Lang took the knife bag and saw that it was made of calfskin, with leather ropes on both sides, which could be tied to the body when in use. There were twelve flying knives inserted in the knife bag, six on each side. He pulled out one out of curiosity
When I brought the knife, I saw that the flying knife was a double-edged knife, shaped like a willow leaf. The blade was about 20 centimeters long, and the handle was four boxes meters long. The spine of the knife was slightly thicker, the blade was sharp, and the blade was as thin as paper. It was about seven or eight taels.
Heavy.
Ximen Lang was no stranger to knives, so he said smoothly: "Is this the Liu Ye Flying Knife?"
Wen Ziling smiled and said: "Yes, this is Liuye Flying Knife. I didn't expect you to recognize it. Now let's start practicing. By the way, I should bring over the target I used to practice flying knives at the beginning. Come with me to get it."
There is a shed made of asbestos tiles to the east of the house. Inside, there are piles of various junk items picked up by the green-robed ancestor, such as blue copper scraps, broken plastics, foam, etc. There is also a scarecrow that is about the same size as a human being.
, and the eyes, nose, heart and other parts were painted in ink. This was the target that Wen Ziling used to practice throwing knives in the first place. She asked Ximen Lang to move this thing out and put it in the west of the yard.
Wen Ziling pulled out a willow leaf flying knife from the knife bag and said: "Flying knives are the most common technique among concealed weapons. It is easy to get started and anyone can practice it. However, it is very difficult to master it.
First, you need real knife-throwing masters to give guidance and receive professional training. Second, it is important to persevere and train year after year. Third, it depends on one's understanding, which is also the most critical.
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Ximen Lang said teasingly: "Then please ask the beautiful senior sister for more advice."
Wen Ziling blushed and said sternly: "Xiao Lang, we can laugh and joke in normal times, but now we are practicing, you should be more serious."
When Ximen Lang heard what she said, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said seriously: "Senior sister, I understand, please continue."
Wen Ziling secretly laughed when she saw him like this. She didn't expect that the little scoundrel would be obedient. She continued: "If you really master the flying knife, it will be no less than money darts, swallow-tail darts, plum blossom needles and other hidden weapons. Listen to my mother.
It is said that the person who mastered flying knives and became the master of this skill is called Li Xunhuan. He is invincible in the world with his skill of flying knives."
Ximen Lang said: "I also know this. His nickname is 'Xiao Li Tanhua'. There was a saying in the world back then that it was called Xiao Li Flying Knife, and he never failed to do so."
Wen Ziling looked surprised, "How come you know this statement?"
Ximen Lang secretly laughed in his heart. Not only I know this, but everyone in the country knows it. Anyone who has read Gu Long's "The Sentimental Swordsman" will know what this Li Xunhuan is. However, he knows in his heart that Zi Ling has never been to school.
known
The words were taught to her by her mistress, so it was normal for her not to know about Gu Long and that book. She didn't point it out at the moment and said: "I have always had a soft spot for flying knives, so I checked some information and found out about this.
The originator of flying knives and some of his deeds."