Guo Song and Gan Lei walked into the gate of Qingxu Temple and saw Master Mu Zhenren pacing back and forth in the yard, holding a post in his hand, looking a little worried.
"You are back!"
Mu Zhen stepped forward, looked at the bamboo basket, and said with a smile: "There are so many fish, it seems that today's harvest is good!"
Gan Lei scratched his head and said: "Master, we can't eat so much fish, and we don't have salt to pickle it, so why not sell them!"
"nonsense!"
Guo Song glared at Gan Lei, "Don't you still have Xiaoying? You can sell it for whatever you want!"
"Damn! You can't keep it forever!"
"I do. What's wrong? I caught all these fish."
"Okay! Okay! Stop arguing, you two."
Mu Zhenren smiled and shook his head, and said to Gan Lei: "The harvest is good today, pick a dozen big fish and send them to Jingle Palace."
"Master, why give it to them?"
"There is so much nonsense, just go and deliver it if I ask you to!"
Gan Lei had no choice but to go to the kitchen, pick out a dozen big fish, then carry the fish basket and go down the mountain to Jingle Palace on the east peak.
"Master, I'm going to cook!"
Just as Guo Song was about to leave, Mu Zhenren stopped him and said, "Let me cook. I have something to say to you."
Guo Song stopped and stood respectfully in front of the master. Mu Zhenren handed him the post in his hand, "This is sent by someone from Zixiao Tiangong. Regarding the martial arts meeting, the rules have been revised. Take a look for yourself."
Bar!"
Guo Song made a post, which was an invitation to the martial arts association. It was on the eighth day of April, three days later, and the location was the Zixiao Tiangong martial arts training ground.
Conditions of participation......
Sure enough, the age has changed, over fourteen years old and under thirty years old.
Guo Song nodded, "Senior brother saw it on the notice outside the gate of Zixiao Tiangong, but the disciple is a little confused. Do we have to participate?"
"What, you don't want to participate?" Mu Zhenren asked with a smile.
"Disciple...disciple doesn't know either."
Guo Song is indeed a little conflicted in his heart. He has never liked to express himself in public. This is a character inherited from his previous life. But if he does not compete with others, how will he know where his martial arts has reached?
Mu Zhenren smiled slightly and said: "I told you before that Qingxu Temple strictly prohibits fighting with Taoist priests from the Zixiao family, but legal duels are not included in it. Haven't you already disliked Xuanhu Palace? This is a great way to deal with them.
Do you want to let this opportunity pass?"
Guo Song shook his head, "If it's just for this, I don't want to participate."
Mu Zhenren continued to negotiate terms with him, "If you can make it to the top five, we won't have to turn in prey for one year. If you can make it to the top three, we won't have to turn in prey for five years. In addition, we can get three
The reward of one hundred catties of oil and three hundred catties of salt, don’t you always think that there is too little salt and the food is tasteless? Three hundred catties of salt can satisfy you.”
At this time, Gan Yu, the fourth child, jumped over and said with a smile: "Master, you make it sound as if the first place was specially set up for us."
Mu Zhenren hit him on the head and laughed and cursed: "You brat, if you can practice martial arts hard, you can also get the first place."
Guo Song picked up two wooden sticks from the ground, threw one to Gan Yu, and said with a smile: "Fourth Senior Brother, let's have a sword show."
Gan Yu refused to answer, with a look of contempt on his face, "You actually asked me to use a wooden stick to compete with swords. Am I so worthless?"
He smiled playfully and said to Mu Zhenren: "Master, please borrow it!"
"Okay! I'll lend it to you."
Gan Yu cheered and ran towards the master's room. In a moment, he took out two swords, one was the master's cross iron wood sword, and the other was a sharp iron sword.
The Bintie Sword was the sword of Mu Zhenren's son. He left it on the mountain before he left. Gan Yu and Gan Lei were so greedy that they each had their own ideas and wanted to get the Bintie Sword.
Martial arts competitions use swords to compete. Although Taoist priests usually use wooden swords or blunt swords without edges, but martial arts conferences use real swords. In every martial arts competition, many Taoist priests are killed or injured.
Gan Yu threw the iron wood sword to Guo Song. The iron wood sword weighed thirty kilograms and he could not dance. Although the third brother Gan Lei was strong enough to use the sword, the fat man preferred the real thing.
Guo Song knew that this sword was made by Persians. Gao Xianzhi captured it in the Battle of Talas and later gave it to his master Mu Zhenren. There was a line of Persian on the hilt, but no one could understand it.
In fact, Guo Song didn't like this sword very much because it was too heavy, but the master had no intention of letting Gan Yu put down the sword, so he had no choice but to take it.
"Let's begin!" Mu Zhenren took a few steps back and looked at Guo Song with interest.
Six years ago, he taught Guo Song one move of swordsmanship, and Zhong Kui caught ghosts. Later, he taught him eight moves of swordsmanship in succession. He only practiced one static move every day, but when these nine moves of swordsmanship were put together, he became the master of swordsmanship
The nine styles of swords that Pei Min painstakingly created.
This set of nine sword styles was taught by Sword Master Pei Min to Gongsun Auntie and Wang Zhongsi who lived in the palace at that time, who is now Mu Zhenren.
These nine sword techniques are very simple, they are sealing, piercing, piercing, turning, splitting, twisting, lifting, pressing, and wiping. If you understand them thoroughly, your sword techniques can be varied and you can use any weapon.
But to truly understand the essence of the nine sword styles, one must not only go through years of hard training, but more importantly, talent and understanding.
Mu Zhenren's four apprentices have all learned these nine sword techniques, but each has different practice methods and different talents, so their understanding of it is also different. Guo Song has been training with static techniques since he was a child, and his understanding is completely different.
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Although he practices one static sword move every day, once he enters actual combat, he will immediately forget these nine sword moves. He can use the sword as he pleases, but each sword has his deep understanding of the nine sword moves.
"Junior brother, be careful!"
Gan Yu jumped up, about eight feet high in the air, dived and stabbed down with his sword. The sword was like lightning and extremely fast. He integrated his lightness skills into his sword technique, integrating his body and sword into one.
The sword thrust out sharply.
However, Guo Song calmly took a step back, turned his wrist, and drew a circle with the Iron Wood Sword above his head. The sword intention of this move came from Zhong Kui's ghost-catching move. It was one of the nine sword moves, but it was not Zhong Kui's.
Catching ghosts is the Cloud Sword in Tai Chi Sword.
'when!'
The iron sword pierced the back of the sword. Just as Gan Yu was about to turn over, he felt numbness in his waist and lost all strength in his body. He fell heavily to the ground. Guo Song had already sheathed his sword and was standing ten feet away with a smile.
Mu Zhenren shook his head. Lao San's swordsmanship was too fancy. This was not in the woods or on a cliff. Jumping so high with the sword exposed many flaws in his body.
However, Gan Yu's sword was very fast, and most opponents might not be able to seize the opportunity, but Mu Zhenren was even more amazed by Guo Song's movement. He didn't even see clearly, and he moved four feet away like a ghost.
, with a single stroke of the sword, the fourth man’s cover was broken.
"This doesn't count as your victory!"
Gan Yu became a little angry and said: "You know that my weak spot is my waist, but others don't."
"You idiot!"
Mu Zhen was so angry that he hit him on the head and cursed: "People have pierced your body with one sword, so why do they need you to cover the door?"
"But...but this is too embarrassing!"
Gan Yu squatted on the ground holding his head and said with a mournful face: "Junior brother, I was crippled with one sword strike. I have learned swordsmanship for so many years in vain."
Guo Song squatted beside him, holding Gan Yu's shoulders to comfort him, "Senior brother, your move is only for assassins. It is very suitable for assassination and is very practical, but it cannot be used in the competition field. You have mistaken the occasion.
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Gan Yu's ideal in life is to be the best assassin in the world. The martial arts he practices are exclusively for assassins. His move like his high dive and sprint is actually a downward thrust from the tree.
Guo Song exposed Gan Yu's background in one sentence.
Of course Mu Zhenren understood the thoughts of his fourth disciple, who wanted to be a swordsman. He pondered for a moment and said: "Fourth, since you want to take the path of invisibility, then you should not participate in this martial arts meeting."
Gan Yu nodded silently, stood up and bowed: "Disciple, obey the order!"
"What about you?"
Mu Zhenren turned around and asked Guo Song, "Do you want to participate in the martial arts meeting?"
There was no hesitation in Guo Song's eyes, "Disciple participate!"
At this time, Gan Lei suddenly rushed in from the gate and said urgently to Guo Song: "Junior brother, something happened to Han Xiaowu."
Guo Song was startled and asked quickly: "What happened to him?"
"Come with me quickly!"
Guo Song looked back at his master, and Mu Zhenren nodded, "Go!"
Guo Song quickly followed Gan Lei and ran out of the mountain gate. "Chirp——" the little eagle also soared into the sky, hovering over Guo Song's head, and followed him closely.
"Senior brother, what happened to Han Xiaowu?" Guo Song asked.
"It seems he fell off a cliff while carrying water."
Guo Song's liver and gallbladder suddenly burst into tears, and he ran away without saying a word. After passing the pool, he saw a group of Taoist priests standing on the Shengxian Bridge in front of him. They were all Taoist priests from Jingle Palace. They were all pointing downwards and saying what?
Shengxian Bridge is a dangerous road about fifty steps long and only five feet wide. There are cliffs on both sides. It is very dangerous. You must walk across it step by step. It looks like a long bridge in the sky, so it is called Shengxian Bridge.
"Are you Junior Brother Guo Song?" asked a young Taoist priest.
"I am, Han Xiaowu...him?"
The young Taoist priest looked down sadly and pointed downward, "He didn't come back with the water. We went out to look for him and found a bucket here. He probably fell off the cliff here."
Guo Song looked down and looked at the situation below. He suddenly jumped down, and the Taoist priests around him exclaimed.