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Lin Xiao was lying on the roof of Zhou Mansion, sitting on the pillow with his hands and staring at the night sky. There were many stars twinkling, as if they were telling something.
Next to him, there were two scabbarded long swords. The scabbards were not sent over by people from the former Inner City Baobangfang. They were the original scabbards of the White Bird Sword and the Xingliu Sword. They matched very well, and they were considered to have cleared Lin Xiao's mind.
regret.
Tonight, Lin Xiao did not practice his sword, but Tianhe's inner breathing technique was working continuously on its own, squeezing out strength from the bones and muscles bit by bit, integrating it into the body's inner strength, and gradually strengthening his own inner strength.
Staring at the stars in the night sky, Lin Xiao was recalling the scenes of being chased and intercepted by the city guards in the inner city.
At that time, I felt resentful and full of bad breath. In addition to feeling unfair, it was also because Zhou Zheng's life was threatened. If he was alone, he might not be so 'impulsive'.
Indeed, looking back now, Lin Xiao felt that he was really too impulsive at that time and completely inconsistent with his usual personality.
"However, that feeling is quite refreshing." Lin Xiao suddenly laughed: "I use my sword to seek justice. Sure enough, it is impossible to reason with those bully guys with your mouth. You can only use the sword to explain your own opinions.
reason."
"It's good that you think so." A deep voice sounded, and a burly body appeared on the roof, sitting not far away, holding a wine jar in his hand.
"Brother Ax, you are well-informed. Are those from aristocratic families just like Wen Jingxu, who use their power to bully others?" Lin Xiao was still staring at the stars in the night sky.
"The same rice feeds ten thousand kinds of people, and people are different from each other." Fang Qinglei raised the altar and tipped it over, and the wine fell into his mouth like a waterfall. Two gulps and gulps filled the small jar. This way of drinking is so heroic and courageous. If you don't have a mine at home, you can't
I can’t stand it: “Those children from aristocratic families were born in privileged families and enjoyed treatment that was unmatched by ordinary people since childhood. It is not surprising that they are pampered and privileged. It is not surprising that they are superior to others and even domineering. However, some children from aristocratic families do meet people who are much more powerful than themselves, and they are very well-behaved.
, even like a dog, kneeling and licking in various ways, and when encountering someone who is not as good as him, he will use his power to bully others, and he will do whatever he wants to do, but there are also some people from aristocratic families who never use their power to bully others, do you know why? "
"They don't use power to bully others. It's not that they are approachable, but that they look down on ordinary people." Before Lin Xiao could respond, Fang Qinglei said to himself: "It's like a group of ants. If someone sees it, they will deliberately step on it.
Feet, see how many they can trample to death, as a kind of fun, some people will light a fire and water the water, for the same reason, but some people just ignore it and just walk over. If they step on it, some will die, and they will not look down and do not step on it.
They will never go back and step on it again, their eyes will only stare ahead."
"I have also seen some people from aristocratic families who have good intentions, treat ordinary people preferentially, and give money to them. At first, I thought they were kind people, but later I realized that they were just looking for a sense of superiority."
"Apart from your ability to cause trouble, your martial arts talent is indeed very good." Fang Qinglei took a big sip of wine: "Your future should not be limited here. Leaving the gang is a good choice. The world is very big, and for mediocre people
For those who are strong, this world is full of dangers, but for those who are strong, this world is full of wonderful things.”
Fang Qinglei was usually a man of few words. Sometimes when Lin Xiao spoke to him, he would end with the word "haha". But tonight, he talked a lot, and Lin Xiao listened carefully. Whether everything Fang Qinglei said was right or wrong, Lin Xiao
Xiao actually doesn't know yet, because there is a big gap between his own experience and Brother Ax's. There is no absolute right or wrong about many things, and many things can only be understood through personal experience.
"Your performance yesterday was pretty good. A swordsman should have the character of a swordsman." Fang Qinglei drank a jar of wine in two gulps: "But your skills are still too weak."
Lin Xiao, however, chuckled and didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he pondered for a moment and then asked, "Brother Ax, what is the secret sword?"
Yesterday, I suddenly had an idea. I used the power of the Swift Wind Sword Technique to promote the Thunder Sword Technique, and unleashed a sword that turned thunder with wind. It directly exhausted all my internal energy, and even my bones and muscles felt sore and tired, but the power of that sword was indeed very powerful.
It's terrifying, much more powerful than the entry-level Tianhe Zongyun Swordsmanship used at full strength.
Wen Jingxu said something about the secret sword, but he didn't know why.
This is also my shortcoming. Compared with those from martial arts families, there is a huge gap in knowledge.
"For example, swordsmanship can be divided into third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate swordsmanship. The difference lies in the use of power. Third-rate swordsmanship uses the power of muscles and bones to promote movement. Second-rate swordsmanship mainly uses internal energy supplemented by the strength of muscles and bones. First-rate swordsmanship mainly uses internal energy supplemented by the strength of muscles and bones.
You can also use internal energy to move it." Fang Qinglei said: "But no matter what kind of swordsmanship, its essence is a kind of martial arts method, which can be used in combat and can be used for a long time. The secret sword is different. It transcends
Swordsmanship is a decisive move. It explodes in an instant and releases power that exceeds one's own strength. After a blow, one's strength will often be exhausted. If the enemy cannot be killed, one can only use swordsmanship to deal with the enemy. However, one's strength cannot
How many percent remains."
"You want to know if the sword in the City Guard Department yesterday was the secret sword." Fang Qinglei continued: "No, it can only be regarded as the fur of the secret sword. The real secret sword, if you use it forcefully now, even if it is not there,
If you are drained to death, you will probably have to lie down for several months before you can hope to recover."
Lin Xiaowenyan couldn't help but feel horrified.
"Did Heliu have a secret sword that day?" After being horrified, Lin Xiao asked.
"Yes." Fang Qinglei's response made Lin Xiao's eyes shine, as if competing with the stars in the sky.
"In the heyday of the Tianhe style, there were three secret sword styles, but now there is only one style left." Fang Qinglei was neither proud nor sighing, but said a certain fact in a very calm tone: "Wait for you to break through.
Only when the internal energy of the body is transformed into internal energy can one practice the secret sword. Now, don’t think too much about it. Your sword yesterday, like wind and thunder, is interesting. You can work hard and think about it. Maybe it can become a secret sword.
sword."
A person who trains the martial arts externally, a person who trains the martial arts internally, and a person who exercises Qi to be a true martial artist.
Lin Xiao suddenly felt that he had one more reason to break through to become a true warrior.
"Practice hard, the journey of martial arts is very exciting, and you are still very good now." Fang Qinglei concluded, turned over and landed on the roof, and went back to the room.
Lin Xiao still sat on the pillow with his hands and stared at the night sky, the thoughts in his mind flowing slowly like water.
Fang Qinglei spoke so much abnormally tonight, and Lin Xiao actually understood that he was trying to make fun of himself, but he didn't say it clearly. He was clearly arrogant, but this was indeed in line with Brother Ax's character.
It would be terrible if Brother Ax suddenly greeted me one day.
"This world is very big and exciting. Just wait for me, Lin Wuming, to experience it." Lin Xiao sighed leisurely: "But, am I good at it? I probably can't."
As his thoughts were spinning, Lin Xiao thought of the Baiyun Gang again.
When he was fifteen years old, he joined the Baiyun branch of Qingtong Township and became an ordinary member of the gang. He was just a small fish. At that time, he just wanted to make money by messing around so that he could train Zhou Zheng. He had no ambition in his heart. He just wanted to train Zhou Zheng.
After cultivating talents, I might go out of Qingtong Township or even Lin'an County to see the outside world.
Or, he may find a woman he likes and get married, and live peacefully for the rest of his life.
Unexpectedly, he took a big turn in the middle and embarked directly on the road of martial arts. Like the protagonists in the novels he had read before, he began to rise.
He was promoted to a higher position and made a lot of money, so that he had some more thoughts in his heart. He no longer limited himself to cultivating Zhou Zheng, but began to think about his future path.
What does the future hold?
In fact, it is not fixed. It may change every day. This is related to personal experience and growth in various aspects.
Some people may think, I can eat meat every day tomorrow, but tomorrow I find that I have made a lot of money, and it is no longer difficult to eat meat every day, so they will think about more, such as living in a new house.
Initially, when I saw the blue sky and white cloud flags rustling in the wind in Baiyuntang in Qingtong Township, I suddenly felt the desire to become the leader of the gang, and I worked hard towards this goal.
Train Zhou Zheng, make a lot of money, and become a gang leader.
What I didn't expect was that in an accident, I had to wear the tiger skin of Zhenwu Si in order to tide over the difficulties. As a result, I actually wore the tiger skin of Zhenwu Si.
If you put on Zhenwusi's tiger skin, you can't continue to join the gang, you can only break away. The position of the gang leader will be far away in an instant and can no longer be touched.
"That's alright." Lin Xiao let out a long sigh. Now that he thought about it carefully, in fact, being the gang leader was not what he really wanted in his heart. It was just a momentary thought at the time. After analyzing it clearly, it was just that he wanted to sit on the throne of the gang leader.
Just to see what it feels like, that's all.
"Actually, it's still not clear what I'm really pursuing." Lin Xiao said to himself, a daze flashed across his eyes, and then turned into bright light: "However, with the sword in hand, I am not afraid of the power, I just want to use it with my hand.
The sword demands justice from this world, and that feeling seems to be quite good."
"It would be good if I could have a sip of wine at this time." Lin Xiao suddenly felt that he must drink some wine now, even just a little.
He turned over and landed on the ground, found a jar of wine, jumped up again, and sat on the eaves. Lin Xiao opened the lid of the jar with one palm and raised the jar in a pretentious manner. He originally planned to imitate Brother Ax and dump it.
Think about it or forget it, what if the wine doesn’t taste good? What if your drinking capacity is still very bad?
Wouldn't it be possible to get drunk in one gulp, draw a tiger to be like a dog, wouldn't it be possible to be laughed to death by Brother Ax?
Holding the wine jar, he carefully brought it to his mouth, tilted it slowly, and took a small sip. It was just a small amount, which probably wouldn't even fit on his fingernail. However, Lin Xiao exhaled as if he had taken a big gulp, and shook his head.
Here's a sentence: "Peach plums and spring breeze, a glass of wine, and a rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years."
"Hey, that's not right, it doesn't suit the scene."
"Young men don't know the taste of wine, so they sing about wine..."