"Ah Zheng, you can help the world with your great achievements." Lin Xiao said with sincerity.
"Brother, I really can't do it." Zhou Zheng was very helpless.
"Erdan, think about your brother, I made you big with shit and piss. Now, brother needs you." Lin Xiao's tone was so sad that people couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Brother, I didn't grow up eating shit and urine." Zhou Zheng responded expressionlessly, and then showed a look of helplessness: "Also, brother, it's not that I don't teach you, but my master said, if I
If I dare to teach you Kung Fu, just think of the iron sword from that day."
"Ruthless." Lin Xiao felt a toothache.
Although the horse-riding stake is practiced, it is not popular after all. After the introduction of external forging, the body-forging effect becomes weaker and weaker. It is estimated that after the external forging is completed, it will be difficult to improve it. Even if it is possible, it will take longer.
Lin Xiao needs an entry-level technique.
"By the way, brother, my master asked you to go to the martial arts school to find him tonight." Zhou Zheng suddenly remembered something and said quickly, his eyes lit up: "When the time comes, I will beg the master again, or I will threaten him. If
If he doesn’t teach you the techniques, I won’t practice martial arts with him.”
"What's the threat? Since you have chosen to practice martial arts, let's continue practicing well." Lin Xiao gave Zhou Zheng some profound criticism and education, which made Zhou Zheng feel aggrieved.
"By the way, Erdan, I'm rich now and I'm going to transfer you to a school in a wealthy area. Do you want to sit down and watch or lie down and watch?"
"Brother, I'll just stand and watch." Zhou Zheng's face darkened: "I've learned very well here. I don't want to change. Besides, it's close to the martial arts school, so it's easy to get back and forth."
"Okay, that's it. I'll find some free time in the next two days to transfer to another school." Lin Xiao made the decision immediately.
"Brother, I won't turn around." Zhou Zheng suddenly stared and exclaimed.
"Come, look into my eyes, chant after me, and turn." Lin Xiao stared at Zhou Zheng with a serious face, and his tone was solemn. Other things can be discussed, but this matter is out of the question.
You can practice martial arts, but you can’t stop going to school.
Zhou Zheng returned to the house angrily.
Lin Xiao rubbed his forehead. A lot of things had happened from last night to now, one after another. It was so dizzying that it was not until this moment that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I have three days of vacation, why don't I find time to go to the county town." Lin Xiao thought to himself: "Now I have 135 points, which is not enough to continue to improve the basic swordsmanship, but it should be able to improve the blast swordsmanship."
After thinking about it, Lin Xiao decided to keep his record first and practice with his own efforts. With the basic swordsmanship as a foundation, Lin Xiao felt that it would not be difficult for him to get started with the blast swordsmanship.
Pulling out the iron sword with a blunt tip and a curled blade, Lin Xiao stood still holding the sword in the courtyard of his home, and all kinds of gale-wind swordsmanship flashed through his mind.
In this swordsmanship, the first priority is speed, and the pursuit of fast swords is like flying in the wind. In order to pursue faster sword speed, other moves are abandoned, and stabbing is the main method, with cutting as a supplement.
It can't be said to be very good, but it is indeed better than basic swordsmanship.
In the moment of realization, Lin Xiao immediately stabbed out with his sword, and a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, as if the cloth was being torn.
One sword after another, Lin Xiao carefully recalled the key points of Gale Swordsmanship, mainly the trajectory of the sword and the movement of force, which are essentially closely related to the movement of muscles and tendons.
Although the body-building effect of Ruihua Sitting Post is getting weaker and weaker, it is unique in terms of physical recovery and control of one's own muscles, bones and muscles. In addition, Ruihua's basic swordsmanship feels like the body and sword are integrated into one.
Easily grasp the key points of Gale Swordsmanship.
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The screams were continuous, short and sharp, alarming Zhou Zheng inside the house. He couldn't help but walk to the door and take a look, and his mouth opened wide.
The sword in Lin Xiao's hand seemed to disappear, like a wisp of wind that was constantly dancing and blowing. When the sword was thrust out, it brought up waves of howling wind, making the fallen leaves in the yard dance like butterflies.
As if he was deeply moved, Lin Xiao's eyes flashed, staring at the dead leaves flying in the air, and suddenly stabbed out with a sword.
The blade of the sword buzzed, repulsing the sky, as if forcing the air back. When the sword thrust out, the dead leaves suddenly shattered. The sword seemed to be solidified, with dead leaves flying on it, nine in total.
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Zhou Zheng's face was filled with shock.
Although he had begun to practice martial arts, and the techniques he practiced were much better than those of sitting on horseback, he was still just a rookie among rookies. At first glance, he was shocked to see Lin Xiao's swordsmanship.
A wave of determination arose from his heart. Zhou Zheng clenched his fists and must work harder to practice martial arts. One day, he would be as powerful as his elder brother.
If Lin Xiao knew what Zhou Zheng was thinking, he would probably pat him on the shoulder and tell him: Go to sleep, I have a cheat.
"My Gale Wind Swordsmanship... should be regarded as a beginner." Lin Xiao secretly thought, this is a feeling, most likely correct: "I am indeed a genius, I just started to practice it, how far is it to become an expert?"
Although he was intoxicated with himself, Lin Xiao also knew that getting started is just the beginning, and there is still a small amount of success, a big accomplishment, and only after perfection can he become a person.
Keep the records for now and use them when necessary.
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At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the setting sun shines slantingly on the sky.
The disciples of Qinghu Martial Arts School finished their training for the day and went back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers. The martial arts school did not care about food.
"Master, my brother is here." Zhou Zheng saluted Fang Qinglei respectfully.
"Hello, boss." Looking at the fierce-looking Fang Qinglei, Lin Xiao greeted him with a smile.
Fang Qinglei nodded expressionlessly with his hands behind his back, motioning for Brother Lin Xiao to follow.
There is a small pavilion in the backyard of the martial arts hall. There is a person sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion, drinking wine in one sip.
"Little Tiger, we're here." Yun Danfengqing's voice sounded somewhat magnetic, and Lin Xiao noticed that Fang Qinglei's face turned dark.
Cerebellar ax!
Hehe, Fang Qinglei, who looks so fierce, actually has someone call him that. The contrast is so cute.
The next moment, Lin Xiao stared at the person in the pavilion with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. The person turned around, smiled slightly, and his eyes fell on Lin Xiao's face: "Young man, we meet again."
"Young man, I have been paying attention to you for a few days." The middle-aged man who looked like a prodigal from Tianya suddenly smiled, and smiled very freely: "You are proficient in horse riding and basic swordsmanship, and you also master the first level of swordsmanship.
To be able to reach this level at the age of eighteen shows that you have extraordinary talent."
Fang Qinglei suddenly stared at Lin Xiao with wide eyes. He initially saw that Lin Xiao had reached the realm of personal swordsmanship, but he did not see that he had mastered horse riding and basic swordsmanship. Why didn't he have such an apprentice?
"Thank you for the compliment, boss. I still have chicken soup simmering at home. I have to go back and watch it, otherwise it might dry up soon." Lin Xiao responded immediately and was about to leave.
A person who spies in secret and plays tricks on the street always makes Lin Xiao wary.
"Stop." The middle-aged man's voice seemed to ring in his ears, pouring directly into his ears, with an inexplicable will.
"Boss, this melon isn't sweet after all." Lin Xiao said with a bitter smile.
"But it can quench your thirst." The middle-aged man said leisurely.
Lin Xiao stared for a moment and was speechless.
"Uncle, let me just say that this guy is very naughty." Fang Qinglei suddenly said, causing Lin Xiao's tiger body to tremble wildly.
Uncle Master!
"The boss is right, it doesn't matter if it's sweet or not, as long as it quenches your thirst." Lin Xiao immediately turned around and looked in agreement, and Zhou Zheng couldn't help but cover his face with one hand.
"Hehehehe." The middle-aged man suddenly laughed: "I have three questions about swordsmanship. If you can answer them, I will accept you as my direct disciple."
"Master, please don't ask three questions. I will answer three hundred questions for you." Lin Xiao said confidently.
"What if I can't answer the question?" the middle-aged man asked.
After thinking for a while, Lin Xiao looked at the middle-aged man blinking his eyes and tried to ask: "Then...make it up?"
Zhou Zheng also covered his face with his other hand, Fang Qinglei's face was expressionless. Tianheliu has always had a practice of accepting disciples called three questions. The three questions of each generation are different. It may not necessarily have something to do with kendo, but it must be a question of body.
, asking questions about behavior and heart, I don’t know what kind of questions my weird-tempered uncle will ask, let alone what kind of answers Ah Zheng, this solid brother, will give.
Just thinking about Fang Qinglei makes his head hurt.
The middle-aged man was slightly startled, then pointed at Lin Xiao and smiled again.
"Interesting and interesting, the first question is, people living in this world are like duckweeds in the water, should they just go with the flow or stay the mainstay?" As soon as the middle-aged man said this, Fang Qinglei suddenly stared at him, his uncle could actually ask such a serious question.
"I want to go ashore." Lin Xiao thought for a while and answered seriously. Zhou Zheng was immediately confused, Fang Qinglei was thoughtful, but the middle-aged man's eyes became brighter after pondering for a few breaths: "Second question, how about cultivating one's body and mind?
?”
The gaze immediately fell on Lin Xiao's face, with a hint of hope, and she didn't know how he would answer.
"Cultivation of one's own body, nourishing the nature of others." Lin Xiao said after pondering for a while.
"What's the explanation?" The middle-aged man felt that he could understand, but he seemed to be separated by a barrier.
"Learn martial arts, practice swordsmanship to strengthen yourself, and teach others how to be a good person." Lin Xiao explained straightforwardly, and immediately asked Fang Qinglei to touch his palm. It was very suitable for the purpose of the Dihu style. In the future, he would also make a Dihu three questions.
Just in time to come in handy.
The middle-aged man laughed heartily, and immediately his face straightened, a hint of complexity flashed through his eyes, and his tone was cold and solemn with a hint of undetectable sadness: "Third question, if you
After wielding the sword...you have a guilty conscience, so what should you do?"
"I will convince myself not to feel guilty." Lin Xiao responded decisively as soon as his thoughts changed. Zhou Zheng was stunned, while Fang Qinglei looked thoughtful.
"Hahahahaha." The middle-aged man was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly: "What a good person, don't feel guilty, what a clear conscience. In the years to come, when you draw your sword, don't forget to ask three questions today.
answer."
Lin Xiao suddenly felt that this middle-aged uncle who looked like a prodigal son from the end of the world was a man with a story. Well... maybe it was an accident.
"My surname is Gu Yanzhen, and I am the seventh generation Crane King of the Tianhe Sect of Tianhe Sect. From today on, you are my direct disciple of Gu Yanzhen and the future eighth generation Crane King of Tianhe Sect Tianhe Sect." A middle-aged man.
When he spoke again, his voice sounded like it was coming from outside the sky. It was solemn and solemn, spacious and distant, like a drum at dusk and a bell in the morning.
Vaguely, it seemed as if a huge white crane appeared, controlling the sky and flying across the sea.
"Master, I'm here, my disciple Lin Xiao pays my respects." Lin Xiao knelt down without hesitation, with a stern look on his face, and kowtowed three times in a row. Gu Yan actually sat down, looking down from a high position with a calm and deep look, reflecting Lin Xiao's kowtow.
figure.
"Kowtow, I will be your master and you will be your disciple. From then on, our relationship will be established."
"Second kowtow, I will teach you, teach you, and resolve your doubts, and fulfill my duties as a teacher."
"Kowtow three times. From now on, you will be under my protection, inherit my honor, and share my honor and disgrace."
On September 17, 669 in the Dayun calendar, as night fell, Lin Xiao paid homage to Gu Yanzhen.
Fang Qinglei looked at the two of them with a complicated expression, and suddenly sighed. He thought that his uncle would ask some weird questions, but he didn't expect that it sounded very charming, and he didn't expect that Azheng, a solid brother, could do such a good thing.
answer.
He does understand the temperament of his uncle. He may not be called a deviant, but he is definitely not a serious person. Some of his ideas always make people confused. Looking at Azheng's brother, he is not a serious person either. He has no ideas in his mind.
You know what they are pretending to be, this pair of master and disciple...
"Congratulations, uncle, for gaining a good disciple." Fang Qinglei gathered his thoughts and said to Gu Yanzhen with a serious face.
"Brother Ax, here's the gift." Lin Xiao immediately looked at Fang Qinglei, smiled and stretched out his hand.
"No." Fang Qinglei suddenly grimaced and looked even more fierce.
What is Brother Tiger, no, it sounds like Brother Ax, what the hell is he called?
"Azheng, please call me uncle." Lin Xiao didn't mind and looked at Zhou Zheng happily. Zhou Zheng said with a dark face that he didn't want to pay attention to Lin Xiao.