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Chapter 4 The Great River Flows East

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In the house, Lin Xiao sat in a daze on the bed for a while, and then he woke up. He quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and took the White Bird Sword. Lin Xiao made a strange pose based on the memory from his dream.

The so-called Dajiangdongliu style, so that you can verify whether what you saw last night was a dream or reality.

As soon as he performed the so-called Dajiangdong Liu style, Lin Xiao immediately felt uncomfortable and awkward all over his body. His waist felt as if he had a herniated disc, and his neck felt as awkward as a stiff pillow.

Its method.

"Is it really a dream?" Lin Xiao broke into a sweat, gave up for the time being, and began to think deeply.

But if it is a dream, why is the memory so clear?

It's not like I haven't had dreams in the past. Often after I wake up, the dream will become blurry. Even if I can remember it, I can only remember a rough outline. It can't be so clear. It's like real experience and real memory are directly imprinted on me.

in the mind.

"Improve the flow of the Yangtze River." Lin Xiao muttered silently, and then waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

"Is it really a dream?" Lin Xiao couldn't help but have this thought again. If it is true, then it should be able to improve like the previous martial arts skills.

But, can dreams be so clear?

Lin Xiao became suspicious for the first time and his thoughts wavered.

"Or maybe the Oto-ryu style goes beyond the scope of Kung Fu and martial arts, and the achievement points can only improve Kung Fu and Kung Fu?"

"Swordsman, sword cultivator, all the martial arts and martial arts I have learned belong to the swordsman level, but the Oeto-ryu style belongs to the sword cultivator level, so the achievement points cannot be improved?"

"What is a swordsman? What is a swordsman?"

Although the man in black robe had previously explained the difference between a swordsman and a sword cultivator, Lin Xiao could understand every word of what he said, but when combined, he was a little confused.

Lin Xiao can still understand what a swordsman says. The so-called touching the surface of swordsmanship means understanding the true meaning of swordsmanship and reaching the realm of swordsmanship. What is the realm above the swordsmanship realm? Lin Xiao still doesn't know yet, but according to the black-robed man

In his words, the realm of swordsmanship above the realm of swordsmanship is nothing. It can be summed up by the sentence "all are like ants".

Sword cultivators, on the other hand, truly step into the way of swordsmanship. In other words, for sword cultivators, the level above the mind sword realm is considered the starting point. One sword, ten swords, a hundred swords, a thousand swords, ten thousand swords, splitting mountains and splitting rivers.

Stop the current, reach for the stars and the moon, just listen to it, it is simply unimaginable.

Just looking at Brother Ax, a peak martial arts master, he can blast out a pit of tens of meters when he fights. That is already amazing. As for the martial arts master, if he is ten times stronger, it will be very powerful, but the distance is so-called

The mountains and the earth have been cracked, and I don’t know how far we are still missing.

Let's just assume that it is true. After all, if it is true, if you can master it, you can directly refine the true meaning of the sword. However, before, you only passively tempered the true meaning of the sword by practicing swordsmanship and entering the realm of forgetfulness of things and self.

, the effect is still very average. As for the state of forgetfulness of things and myself, it is not something you can enter just by wanting to enter.

According to what the man in black robe said, the Dajiang Dongliu style does not kill the enemy or protect oneself, but only tempers the true meaning of the sword. It is obviously a proactive tempering. If you try again, if you can succeed, it will be a chance.

After thinking about it, fortunately he was recovering from his internal injuries, so he might as well try a few more times. Lin Xiao posed again. He still felt awkward, but he slowly adjusted it, carefully recalling the posture and breathing rhythm of the man in black robe he saw.

Slowly imitate and adjust yourself to become more comfortable.

Although Lin Xiao still doesn't know the secret of the so-called Dajiangdongliu style sword stand, after practicing martial arts and swordsmanship for a while, he also understands that if you don't feel comfortable practicing, you must be practicing wrong. If you practice correctly,

I will only feel comfortable and relaxed. At least until now, all the techniques and martial arts I have mastered have been improved to a state of perfection due to my achievements. All kinds of martial arts all prove this.

Unless it was wrong from the beginning, but Lin Xiao firmly believed that it was right, so now that he feels awkward in this weird posture, then it must be wrong. Adjustment needs to be done slowly, until the end.

It doesn't feel awkward anymore, maybe it's the right thing to do.

Over and over again, he kept trying, and kept making subtle adjustments to his posture. The awkward feeling finally disappeared little by little, but Lin Xiao still felt that something was missing.

What's wrong?

Lin Xiao frowned, thought hard, and finally came to a conclusion.

"I still need a big robe." Lin Xiao struck the palm of his left hand with his right hand like a hammer, suddenly realizing.

This is easy to handle. Things that can be solved with money are not a problem. What is troublesome is just lack of money. Fortunately, I, Lin Wuming, can be considered a rich man now.

Lin Xiao immediately walked out of the room, without even eating breakfast, and quickly left the Zhou Mansion and rushed to the clothing store. After picking and choosing, he finally chose a white robe. Why wasn't it black?

For a young, handsome, and extraordinary swordsman like me, of course, a white robe looks more chic. A white robe with a sword looks more chic, but a person in a black robe always feels colder.

After getting back into the room, Lin Xiao put on a white robe. This white robe barely fit him, but the sleeves were not very big, at least not compared to the men in black robes he saw, so he made do with it.

After calming down, Lin Xiao held the sword in the Jiangdongliu-style sword stand again. He made slight adjustments and felt it, but still couldn't find that feeling.

The internal injuries caused by Wen Jingxi's sword to Lin Xiao could not be healed in a day or two. Even if he took medicine to cooperate with his internal energy, it would take five or six days. During the period of recuperation, Lin Xiao naturally stayed at the Zhou Mansion with peace of mind and did not go there.

The meaning of Zhenwusi report.

After all, Lin Xiao was not so willing to join the Zhenwu Division, but he had no choice. Who said that when he was desperate, he could only use the tiger skin of the Zhenwu Division as a banner? Otherwise, this time, it would probably be over, no,

It might be okay. After all, Brother Ax was hiding aside at the time, but he just didn't know it.

Forget it, the matter has come to this, I am now a member of the Zhenwu Division. Once I enter the Zhenwu Division, I am as deep as the sea. From now on, the leader of the gang is just a passerby.

I have to join the Zhenwu Division, no problem. Am I still not allowed to be passive and slow down my work?

I think so, but after the injury recovers, Lin Xiao will still go to the Zhenwu Division. Working in a profession may not mean you really love it, but at least it must comply with the rules. Otherwise, you will be paid but not work hard. This kind of thing Lin Xiao

He couldn't do it, but if he didn't need the one hundred taels of silver every month, Lin Xiao would feel heartbroken.

In the early morning, Lin Xiao practiced the Daeto-ryu style in the house, and then went to the courtyard to practice swordsmanship. After losing the Xingliu sword, Lin Xiao also had the White Bird sword and the two refined swords he got after killing Wen Liang and Wen Jingxu.

It's not bad either, it's only slightly inferior to the White Bird Sword and the Star Ryū Sword, but it's also pretty easy to use.

Why not practice the Oeto-ryu style in the courtyard?

Lin Xiao was actually afraid of Brother Ax's jokes. After all, the posture of the Dajiangdongliu style was a bit weird, and there was no way to practice it. However, there was still a deeper concern. If the Dajiangdongliu style was true, then this kind of active tempering would

Isn't the sword stand of the true meaning of sword refining too clever? It is very rare and precious.

It's not that Lin Xiao was wary of Fang Qinglei. In fact, during the period of time he spent with Fang Qinglei, Lin Xiao knew what kind of person he was and what his temperament was. He was completely trustworthy, but whether he was trustworthy or not had nothing to do with some secrets.

In terms of trust level, Lin Xiao felt that Zhou Zheng ranked first and Fang Qinglei second, even though Fang Qinglei had taken action for him many times.

Lin Xiao thought in his mind that if the so-called Dajiangdong Liu Style was true, it was probably closely related to his 'plug-in', and maybe it was one and the same. If he thought about it more carefully, there had been no movement in the so-called cultivation sequence improvement.

Could it be that the black-robed man teaching the Jiangdong Liu Style is a manifestation of the so-called improvement of the training sequence?

All kinds of speculations forced Lin Xiao to be more cautious.

In the early morning of the third day, Lin Xiao was still practicing Dajiangdongliu style, but something was missing and it was difficult to find the feeling of getting started.

In the early morning of the fifth day, Lin Xiao stopped and thought while practicing.

"The great river flows eastward, the great river flows eastward..."

Lin Xiao couldn't help but think of the posture of the man in black robe, the sleeves of the robe were dancing, as if there was a surging tide, as powerful as wind and thunder, especially the true meaning of the sword that turned into substance, like a deep sea dragon swimming on his black robe.

, floating and sinking in the body inside and outside the black robe, how graceful it is.

After thinking about it, Lin Xiao suddenly went out and went to the stone arch bridge in the east district of Lin'an County, where there was a long river.

Choosing a remote place where water was flowing, Lin Xiao just stared at it, as if he wanted to see a flower, and indeed he saw water splashes.

"The great river flows eastward. Although it cannot be called a great river, it does flow eastward..." While thinking secretly, Lin Xiao compared it with the true meaning of swordsmanship on the black-robed man who looked like a dragon swimming in the deep sea. Time flowed slowly, and the rising sun

Lifting into the sky, it turned into the blazing midday sun and shone on the earth. It fell on Lin Xiao, but he didn't feel any heat, even though he was wearing a large white robe.

People who practice martial arts will gradually show signs of being immune to cold and heat after they get started. The more advanced their cultivation is, the more so.

Not to mention that the sun is shining, even if you are next to a big burning oven, as long as you have enough cultivation, the scorching heat of molten steel will feel like a breeze blowing on your face.

The sound of the rushing river continued to enter his ears, like a piece of music. It was neither beautiful nor melodious, but it had a unique rhythm. Lin Xiao subconsciously set up his sword stand.

The White Bird Sword came out of the body, and pointed the sword diagonally at the ground. The tip of the sword was facing the same direction as the flowing water. The body was leaning slightly. When the wind blew, the sleeves of the robe suddenly fluttered, and the sleeves of the slightly wide robe suddenly swelled. For a moment,

There was a hint of the bulging sleeves of the man in black robe, and Lin Xiao suddenly felt that his breathing rhythm had changed, consistent with the flowing water, sometimes faster, sometimes slower, sometimes shorter, sometimes longer, it seemed irregular, but fortunately Lin Xiao

Xiao's own aura has an astonishingly long aura, otherwise it would be difficult to support such changes in breathing, and a normal person would probably suffocate directly.

As soon as the breathing rhythm changed, Lin Xiao immediately felt that his muscles and bones seemed to be undulating in some strange pattern, like running water, but his body did not move at all, as if it had turned into a tree stump and taken root.

Then, a faint aura seemed to permeate out of Lin Xiao's body, drilling out of his pores one by one, and then reappearing on the white robe, like a newly born little loach in the stream, stumbling and swimming slowly.

A loach in a stream and a dragon swimming in the deep sea are as different as heaven and earth, but in the end, the true meaning of kendo flows outward, and this style flowing east of the river... is true.


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