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Chapter 27 Since ancient times, holy names have children

 The breeze was blowing, and the morning dew was shining brightly. Zhi Kaizhen was holding a long sword in his hand, walking forward and backward, standing on the cool wooden board of the Tingzhu Pavilion waterside pavilion.

The meandering water reflects the shadows of the whirling branches. A new bamboo forest has been planted next to the waterside pavilion. Jiang Yan's "Bamboo Breaking in the Cold Wind" hangs on a tall and slender green bamboo, swaying slightly in the wind, and the bamboo leaves on the painting seem to be

Showing various expressions in the swing.

This "Picture of Broken Bamboo in Cold Wind" was obtained from the secret place of the bamboo forest. Zhi Shouzhen has been researching it for a long time, but has found nothing. It is difficult to get a glimpse of the secret of swordsmanship hidden in the painting like "Picture of Palace Banquet on a Snowy Night".

After he was released from prison this time, Zhikarizhen had a bamboo forest transplanted here for him to compare with his paintings, so that he could understand some of the mystery of the painting from the scenery of the wind-blown bamboo forest.

Zhikari Zhenshen adjusted his breath for a moment until his mind was clear of distracting thoughts. He suddenly raised his wrist, and the long sword passed through a stream of cold light and pierced forward. The tip of the sword bloomed halfway, shaking out a series of small flashing arcs, like thousands of

Hundreds of bamboo leaves flutter in the wind, with a graceful and graceful posture.

The sword light faded away quickly, and Zhikari put down his sword and pondered for a long time. These sword moves imitating the bamboo leaves in the picture are ingenious, but have no power. It is obvious that they have not grasped the key of "Bamboo Breaking in the Cold Wind".<

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Could it be that the secret of this painting lies in the slightly curved bamboo body? Or is it possible to derive the trajectory of the wind from the fluttering posture of the bamboo leaves and then turn it into sword moves?

"Xiao Anzi, it's time for breakfast, I'm almost starving!" Before Xie Xuanren arrived, the call of a male duck had already resounded through the bamboo forest. Recently, he was in the period of changing his voice, and his voice became thicker and thicker.

Dumb, it sounds very funny.

Zhi ShouZhen followed the reputation and Xie Xuan and Zhou Chu came with long strides and came hand in hand.

After being imprisoned, not only did the bad feelings between him and Xie Xuan, Zhou Chu and other aristocratic young masters disappear, but their friendship became increasingly deeper. They often played and went to banquets together. Although Xie Xuan teased Zhi Shouzhen and made fun of him whenever he had the opportunity,

Zhikari can really feel it. There is no trace of malice in it, it's more like a closeness.

"Even if the food prepared by the Taoist tribe is good, you two don't have to rush to my place to catch the autumn breeze every morning." Zhi Kaizhen reluctantly put away his sword and went forward. Since leaving them alone

After having breakfast in the mansion once and tasting the skills of the Taoist clan's private chef, Xie Xuan dragged Zhou Chu here to eat and drink every day.

"It's more than good, it's so rare that it makes me lose my eyebrows." Zhou Chu said with full praise, and shook the crane-necked red lacquer wine flask in his hand at Zhikarima, "Brother Yuan, the wine in your house is a bit off.

This time I have brought a pot of fine aged Jiuyangchun brew, please smell the aroma of this wine!"

Zhi Kaizhen caught a glimpse of the small seal "Ling Ji" engraved on the lid of the wine pot, and the corner of his mouth twitched. This was probably "shunned" by Zhou Chu from some wine shop. When he first met Zhou Chu, he just felt that the other party was arrogant.

Conceited, later on Meng Yinjie competed with swordsmen, and discovered Zhou Chu's generous and heroic side. Now that we are familiar with each other, we realize how willful he can be.

"Xiao Anzi, as the old saying goes, 'it's a joy to have friends come from far away.'. Brothers come to see you every day. Are you touched by this friendship? Are you happy? Look, Xiao Anzi is already excited and said

I'm speechless." Xie Xuan chuckled, hugged Zhikarizhen's shoulders affectionately, and walked towards the dining room.

Zhikarizhen glanced at him suspiciously: "You just call me Xiaoan, why do you add the word '子'? It sounds a bit malicious."

"How can you use the heart of a younger brother to save the heart of an elder brother?" Xie Xuan said with a serious face, "Xiao Anzi, you have not read enough books after all. The supreme master Kongni from ten thousand years ago shattered into the void and left.

He is respected as 'Confucius' by later generations. Meng Wuqu, the spiritual leader of famous religions in Chu State today and the great master who created his own holy art 'Five-Colored Haoran Qi', is respected as 'Mencius', as well as the founder of the Taoist sect 'Xinggu' in ancient times.

Zhuang Meng was revered as 'Zhuangzi'... It can be seen that the name of a respected celebrity must be followed by 'Zi'."

He coughed and said: "Yuan An, you are both talented and beautiful, and your swordsmanship is unparalleled. You killed the Yu clan and were wrongfully imprisoned. You have long been a famous person in Jiankang City. So adding the word '子' after An can make you more famous."

Show your noble demeanor as Yuan An. Add the word "小" before "an" to show the closeness between you and me as brothers. This is the origin of the word "Xiao Anzi", is there anything wrong with it?"

Zhou Chu frowned and said: "Brother Xuan, although what you said sounds reasonable, those in the palace... ugh..." Xie Xuan covered his mouth and was speechless.

"Hey, where's the little monkey spirit?" Xie Xuan calmly avoided Zhi Shou's suspicious eyes and looked at him.

"She's sleeping in that 'beautiful... beauty sleep!' and won't have breakfast." Zhikari finally remembered the strange words Meng Mengda said.

The three of them came to the dining room. The dining table was filled with a dazzling array of dishes and snacks, fragrant and colorful. The Taoist clan was instructing the servants to bring a pot of carefully cooked Eight Treasures Immortal Porridge to the table.

Xie Xuan and Zhou Chu cheered, leaving Zhihou Zhen behind. Without waiting for the servants to come over to serve, they grabbed the spoons and scooped up the Eight Treasures Immortal Porridge.

The Eight Treasures Immortal Porridge is served in a tower-shaped white glazed porcelain vessel. The tower is divided into nine floors. The first eight floors are each filled with rare golden rice, silver millet rice, jade wheat rice, green rice, black rice, and jade.

Eight kinds of grains, including japonica rice, green corn, and purple barley, are mainly made of eight kinds of grains, accompanied by dried fruits such as hibiscus, longan, and thousand-year-old jujube. They are simmered over low heat overnight. The rice porridge on each layer of the tower is distinct in color, sweet, glutinous, and steaming.

Eight colors of hot air meet at the ninth floor of the tower, blending into wisps of wonderfully colorful smoke.

Take a puff of the colorful smoke, and your mind will wander, as if you are intoxicated, as if you are on a mysterious avenue, slowly ascending to the fairyland.

"Big Mouth, Zhou Chu, didn't you come here to see me?" Zhikarizhen said angrily as he looked at the two lusty young men devouring their food.

"Of course! When I was eating porridge, I kept looking at you, Xiao Anzi." Xie Xuan said vaguely.

"See first before eating, there is no contradiction." Zhou Chu ate until his cheeks were bulging, like the cheek bubbles of a frog when it croaks.

Zhi Shou couldn't help but smile. Xie Xuan and Zhou Chu quietly exchanged glances. Yuan An had a calm temperament and gloomy eyebrows, probably due to his childhood background. In order to make their friend happy, they deliberately stayed in front of him.

Being silly and funny.

"Xiao Anzi, hurry up and eat. I'll take you to a nice place after eating." Xie Xuan was mysterious, winking, and showing a sly smile.

Zhi Kaizhen smiled bitterly and said: "I still have to practice martial arts and swordsmanship, so how can I have time to play outside every day?"

Xie Xuan put down the empty bowl and laughed loudly: "Xiao Anzi, how can talented young people like us talk about cultivation? Brother, I will teach you to be a good boy. In front of others and behind others, you just care about the affairs, eating, drinking and having fun.

, don’t let anyone know that you are practicing hard by yourself in the middle of the night. When outsiders ask about cultivation, you only need to answer lightly, ‘Cultivation? Let’s talk about it later.’”

Zhou Chu echoed: "In this way, when others see you enjoying yourself all day long and still improving your cultivation, your reputation as a genius will spread far and wide, which will impress people. When you enter the Taoist sect, you will also enjoy many preferential treatment because of your reputation as a genius."
Zhikari was stunned for a moment.


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