The lanterns are on, and the starry sky is clear.
Fireflies flickered in the bamboo forest, leaves danced, and a flickering stream ran through the forest. On the water, floating lotus lanterns swayed with light and shadow. The rocks on the shore were large, flat, clean and white, and filled with
Various melons, fruits and delicacies, elixirs and pills.
A group of celebrities from Jiankang were sitting by the stream, chatting and laughing around Ji Kang's disciples. Xie Xuan and several Zhou Chu were among them. They all drank so much that they fell into a daze and fell into the arms of the charming maid, counting the stars.
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"Seventh brother, why do you have the time to come here?" Ji Kang was shocked when he saw Zhi Huizhen coming with a wine jar. Yuan An has always been very strict with himself. He moved to the bamboo forest and practiced hard behind closed doors. He is completely a young and mature person.
My temperament, I never imagined that there would be times when I would be wild.
"Xiao Anzi, come on, come on, it's comfortable here, brother..." Xie Xuan rubbed his groggy eyes, waved at Shikari Zhen, moved his buttocks, and gave up half of his body to the maid who was serving as a meat pad.
Come.
"Hehe, we brought him over to have a drink together. There is relaxation and relaxation, the way of civility and martial arts." Liu Ling smiled and pulled Zhikarizhen to sit down, raised the wine jar, raised his neck and took a swig.
, smiled and said, "Brother, do you know what the seventh brother is doing when he is alone in the room?"
Ji Kang was stunned and opened his mouth to speak, but his expression turned strange. Yuan An was at a young age, could he be alone...
Without waiting for Liu Ling to tell the truth, everyone rushed to answer: "At a critical moment of life and death, surrounded by tigers and wolves, Master Yuan actually had the leisure and elegance to apply makeup and powder in front of the bronze mirror. He is indeed a genius of his generation!" "What a genius!"
How amazing! He regards life and death as nothing, and regards the heroes as nothing. He is worthy of being the seventh son of the bamboo forest!"
"This is called 'there are stars in the sky and the Big Dipper, and there are seven bamboo trees on the earth.' They complement each other, and heaven and man are one!"
It turns out it's not what I thought... Ji Kang secretly wiped his sweat and said, "I didn't expect that my seventh brother already has a free and uninhibited demeanor at such a young age. Come, let's relax our minds tonight and have a drink and talk with Qingfeng Mingyue!"
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Everyone raised their glasses and cheered. For a moment, the glasses were intertwined, the strings and bamboos were swaying, and the singers and dancers were swaying their branches and smiling beautifully. When the banquet was in full swing, Zhi Shouzhen suddenly became interested and picked up the wine jar to toast everyone one by one.
, never drunk at all times, winning applause from the whole house.
When it's late at night, the chirping of summer insects rises and falls, complementing the thunderous snoring all around.
The starlight was as cool as water, leaking through the bamboo leaves above, reflecting the silvery whiteness of the stream. Everyone was half-undressed and lying on the floor. The maids were like peeled white bamboo shoots, curled up among the celebrities.
In my arms, the beauty is half-hidden, and is made as soft as velvet by the fine waves of the evening breeze.
Zhikari was really not drunk, but his body was a little hot from the strong wine, so he simply lay down in the cool stream and let his thin shirt get wet.
He squinted his eyes and dozed off, half asleep, as if he had returned to Bailing Mountain, plunging into the cold stream, pretending to be crazy and catching fish; sometimes, he recited a long and obscure Zhuyou forbidden mantra, and Zhiye would hand over a piece of wild beehive.
, he bit it until his mouth was full of honey; he remembered Ba Lang's long roar looking up to the sky, and the breeze teaching the swordsmanship in the narrow courtyard, and the gray hair blown by the dusk wind; he remembered Xie Xuan playing tricks on him when he first entered Jiankang.
To promote narrowness, I also remember how I retaliated with tooth. But later when he was imprisoned, Xie Xuan was the first to speak out for himself, but he still pretended to be indifferent and lazy; there were also the greasy chicken legs handed over by Fat Tiger; Carp Man A Guang
A simple and clean smile; Chang Shi Wang Yifu choked with deep bends; everyone in the boat screamed in unison; Xie Yongxu hit the sword joints and said to him, "With a sword in hand, I should cut through thorns and thorns!"; he passed by Kong Haolie.
At another moment, Kong Zhen merged into himself...
These past events and these people are like the shadows of clouds in the sky, floating silently across the sparkling water, and they are all vivid in my mind.
But are the floating clouds just passing over the water? Zhikari really opens his eyes. It's not always like this. There are always little cloud shadows that quietly sink, melt, and become part of the meandering stream.
He stood up silently, looked up and saw a soft white shadow in the night, sitting quietly on the bamboo top.
The reflection of the monkey spirit is also reflected in the sparkling stream.
They all like Yuan An, like themselves, and are full of all kinds of expectations for themselves. This makes Zhiqi really feel warm and worried. He carefully bypasses everyone and walks along the winding stream, gradually
Walking into the depths of the bamboo forest, I could vaguely hear the sound of "clinking, clanging" iron coming from the other end of the stream.
Zhi Shouzhen walked over following the sound and saw Ji Kang standing in front of the big iron stove by the stream, holding a big hammer and hitting the red iron block hard, causing sparks to fly away.
"Seventh brother, you came just in time, help me pull the bellows!" Ji Kang shouted loudly, his upper body exposed, his muscles bulging, and shiny beads of sweat rolling down his back from time to time.
Zhikari really responded, ran over, stretched out his arms and pulled up the bellows, and with a "whoosh" sound, the flames suddenly jumped up from Lao Gao.
"Seventh brother, the pushing and pulling force must be even. You must not be too light or too heavy. You must maintain a stable rhythm so that you can control the temperature of the fire." Ji Kang gave instructions while flipping the iron block with his pliers and forging it repeatedly.
"Brother, why didn't you take a rest and suddenly came to strike?" Zhikari asked curiously.
"I have taken a lot of Wu Shi Powder, and I need to circulate my Qi and blood to release the power of the medicine." Ji Kang kept hammering the hammer in his hand, "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
—" It fell on the iron block with a sonorous and powerful sound, like a rhythmic drum music.
Zhikari listened quietly for a while, noticed the occasional delay in the sound of the beating, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, are you feeling a little uneasy?"
"Seventh brother is indeed a musical soulmate." Ji Kang laughed loudly and struck the sledgehammer violently and quickly for more than ten times. "Masters from all over the world came in droves to get the Golden Palace Picture Record. A battle was about to begin, and the bamboo forest became the target of public criticism. How could I
Are you nervous?"
"It's me who has caused trouble to everyone." Zhikarizhen said with a bitter smile.
Ji Kang frowned slightly: "Seventh brother said this too harshly. When you killed the Little Eagle King with one sword, why did you blame others for getting you involved? You are too mature and have many thoughts. In fact, you have lost
Lots of joy."
"If you want to live a good life, don't you think too far and act cautiously?"
"Living is not for good, but for happiness. This is called happiness!"
Zhi Shouzhen was silent in thought, and Ji Kang smiled and said: "But Seventh Brother, I still admire you as a brother. You are not worried at all about becoming the enemy of the world because of the Golden Que Illustration, and you still have the thought to love beauty and makeup. As expected,
It's like a celebrity! Hahahaha..."
"I really didn't put on any makeup..." Zhi Kaizhen looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, I was scared and didn't want to accept the Golden Que catalogue. But I had no choice, Bian Wuya didn't give me a choice. opportunity."
In the past, he would never tell others about his thoughts, but now he told them frankly, which surprised Zhikarima himself.
Is it because he is a little drunk? He thought to himself, maybe there are too many cloud shadows in the sky and the water color is too bright.
"Haha, what does fear have to do with it? How can people not be afraid?" Ji Kang kept hammering on his hands and said nonchalantly, "Besides, how can there be so many things in the world for you to choose? Nine times out of ten, there is none. You have to choose. But you and I act as long as we live up to our conscience on the inside and live up to our customs on the outside. Why should we care too much about the twists and turns of success or failure?"
Zhikari was really thoughtful, pulling the bellows one after another, and the flames jumped steadily.
The rhythm of Ji Kang's tapping of iron materials gradually became better and better: sometimes it was like the beating of war drums, sometimes like thunder and lightning, sometimes like the rapids of gold and stone, sometimes like wind and clouds roaring, sometimes like heavy rain, like rapid waterfalls, like broken snow, sometimes like copper. Gongs are like iron zithers and golden cymbals...
Zhikari listened silently, and suddenly, all the bones in his body were shaken by the sound of hammering! A numbness! A crispness! The first joint of the middle finger of his left hand began to tremble, followed by the second joint, and the third joint... It was like A series of dominoes were pushed down, and the joints of Zhikarizhen's body bounced one after another, following the beat of Ji Kang's tapping, like waves that were constantly pushed forward...
"Keep blowing the bellows, don't stop! One breath turns around to connect the yin and yang, and the wind and bones are tempered by twisting and turning!" Ji Kang shouted and swung the hammer, his face turned red, his muscles bulged, and his veins burst out, and the breath on his body surged like a storm.
"One breath turns the circle to connect the yin and yang, and the wind and bones are tempered by twisting and turning!" Zhi Shouzhen was shocked. This is the secret method of tempering the bones of the body in Guigu, one of the ten great sects of the Jin Dynasty. If you use this method to help others temper, it will consume ten of your own. Years of longevity.
Zhi Shou didn't have time to stop, so he had to obey Ji Kang's instructions and push the bellows back and forth with one breath, causing the joints throughout his body to vibrate, allowing Ji Kang's secret bone-tempering technique to unleash its maximum power.
The sky gradually became brighter. On the chopping board of the iron furnace, the iron block was forged and burned over and over again, slowly forming the shape of a long sword, emitting a dazzling red light.
The impurities in Zhi Shou's true skeleton are also constantly seeping out, the bone marrow becomes ethereal and clear, the joints are as light as the wind, and a strange character is gradually formed.
Ji Kang's face turned from red to pale, and he was covered in sweat. "Boom--" The hammer suddenly raised high, and the last blow hit the chopping board hard, making a loud noise like thunder.
The last toe bone of Zhikarizhen's body was completely tempered at this moment. He jumped up involuntarily. He felt that his whole body was as light as the wind, extremely comfortable, as if he was about to fly.
"Bah——" Ji Kang clamped the long sword with iron tongs and put it into the cool stream. A puff of white smoke rose up, and the red-hot iron sword immediately turned into a touch of emerald green, shining brightly and movingly in the water. The cold glow.
"The name of the sword is Silk Bamboo. It is three feet long, two fingers wide, and weighs seven kilograms. It is made of three kinds of iron and stone: green pine gold, cold emerald iron, and green bamboo crystal. It is shaped like a bamboo leaf. It is sharp and light. It can especially display the sound sword skill.
The power makes a strange sound. Seventh brother, please try the sword and see how it feels in the hand." When the white smoke dissipated, Ji Kang reached out and threw the silk and bamboo sword towards Zhihou Zhen, but he staggered at his feet and almost
Didn't stand firm.
His voice was hoarse, and he was almost exhausted. His long hair was as wet as if he had been fished out of the water, and his face was quite haggard, as if he had suddenly become much older.
Zhikarizhen took the silk bamboo sword, touched the hilt that suddenly became hot, and said nothing for a long time. His breath quietly changed, and he reached the realm of Shinsai Kendo where he can refine his energy and return his spirit.
Before you know it, the dawn is bright, birds are singing everywhere, and the gurgling stream seems to have been flowing to the place where the sky breaks.
"Brother, what does the end of this creek look like?" Shikari asked suddenly.
Ji Kang couldn't help but be stunned: "Who knows?"
Zhi Shouzhen stared at Ji Kang, remained silent for a moment, and smiled slightly, his smile reflected on the stream, swaying unsteadily.
"It will definitely not be the same as before." He said in his heart.