Chu was shocked to feel that he was carrying the Wind Absolute Knife in the small courtyard in the fog, the Wind Absolute Knife grabbed it in the palm of his hand, drew a circle, and saw a burst of dust floating under his feet,

The tip of the knife slashed under his feet, and the air around his body made people feel that the heat wave was rolling, and he swung the knife from the bottom up, his right arm was straight, and the wind knife was in his hand, and this posture alone had already made Chu Wuji next to him marvel in his heart,

This trick is called eight ways, the blade of the knife crosses the enemy under the plate for a week, and when the enemy is used against many people, the enemies who can be cut around the body are scattered and fleeing, and finally this knife is its inner strength, a knife out, the momentum is not small,

He saw Chu Xuan gasping for breath in his mouth, the kid was closed at this time, his right hand just maintained the posture of holding the knife, and after a long period of stability, he turned around and smiled at his father and said, "Where is the fire?"

Chu Wuji pursed his lips, "If you can be angry as soon as you practice, then you are a genius, I am surprised, what kind of internal skills are you practicing, this sword is used, and the scorching feeling contained in it is amazing." ”

As soon as Chu was shocked to hear his father ask this question, he hurriedly opened his mouth to answer, "What Da He taught, the Pure Yang Exercises, is exactly a set of hot and powerful methods." ”

He made it up randomly, this Heavenly Demon Divine Skill can't be compared to Daddy, in his heart, Han Shen's reputation is a little bad, and the name of that exercise is called Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, it is not a righteous path, especially with a magic word, no matter how you think about it, it makes people a little unhappy, but this Heavenly Demon Divine Skill has endowed the cultivator with two extreme strengths, one is yin and cold, and the other is yang, which is also very coincidental.

The pure yang exercises he said nonsense were also in line with this supreme yang internal strength, and they were not lies.

Chu Wuji didn't bother to ask what kind of path the pure yang exercise was, he just nodded, since it was taught by He Taifu, it must be of a high grade, he believed that He Taizhuo, he turned around with his hands behind his back, and confessed before leaving, "As for the third type of Yan Gyro, I am not very proficient in practicing, but for my father, I use my strength to drive the whirlpool, so you can figure it out yourself." ”

As he spoke, he had already turned around and left, and he didn't know where Chu Wuji was going.

Chu Jingjue sat on the wooden stake that was cut in half by him with a knife, gesturing with his right hand, thinking about the third form of this fiery knife, whirling energy,

He stuck the Wind Absolute Knife on the ground, and he had seen the Yan Whirlwind with his own eyes, before Chu Wuji and the Baili Xiongfeng fought on the Tianhan Mountain, didn't Dad just grab the knife at all, and the Wind Whirlwind Knife seemed to be stuck to the palm of his hand, that was the whirlwind strength,

He closed his eyes and thought for a while, he had become accustomed to practicing the Heavenly Demon Divine Exercises in his breathing, and there was a familiar pain in his veins, he sat on the stake, and his body and mind became quiet, as if everything outside was cut off.

He couldn't hear it, he held the dantian with both hands, and felt the two qi forces swirling together in his body, and those two true qi were like a drop of ink poured into a basin of clear water.

And this drop of black ink is the supreme cold true qi, but it is condensed together, not scattered, that basin of clear water is the supreme yang true qi, the two are incompatible with each other, flying like chasing, and not colliding together,

Chu Jing, who was practicing, felt that the pain on his face was extraordinary, when he practiced the Demon Divine Skill, he would tear all the tendons and veins around his body, step by step, renew, reinforced, tempered, and coupled with the violent impact of the two touches of true qi, the more he practiced, the more painful it became, and after sitting for a long time, he got used to the pain again,

Sit straight until the sky gradually gets dark, he called it a day, spit out a breath of turbidity in his mouth, but the whole person became like a dragon and a tiger, stepped on the ground with both feet, and the whole person turned a few heels in the air in a row, and swung out a punch, popping twice in the wind, and the air was also fluctuating.

He grabbed the void claw in his right hand, and the wooden stake lying on the ground also moved several meters in his direction, and the dragon hand, that is, at the same time as the claw, the true qi in the body circulated out from the claw, this claw skill that can grasp things in the void is no different from the Yan whirl, the two are very similar,

Chu was shocked to grasp the Wind Absolute Knife according to the technique of the dragon snatcher, he only asked the knife to fly from the ground to his hand, but he didn't grasp it, it was really airy, the handle of the knife was just attached to the palm of his hand, and he couldn't make the knife rotate.

After practicing for a long time, but it was only the skill of the dragon hand, and he wanted to twist the true qi emitted by his right hand, but it was a lot of effort, he stuck the knife on his waist and let out a long sigh,

Looking up at the sky, it was getting late,

When he turned around, he saw Chang Ying standing in the small courtyard.

Chang Ying, Chinese New Year's Eve and five years old, formerly known as Song Changying, was originally the only princess of the Qinglong Dynasty, but when the Liu family was about to die outside, the famous battle of the famous mountain in history, all the people in Liumen were killed, and his mother was from the Liu family, and General Liu Yuanzhong was the general who led the army in that battle,

When the city was full of wind and rain, Liu Yuanzhong descended to the barbarians, but he lost tens of thousands of floating troops, and the Liu family, who was originally going to marry the current emperor Yu Qingdi, suffered a disaster, leaving behind two children, who were Song Jinghong and Song Changying,

When Song Changying and Chu Wuji got married, they angered the eight kings Song Tai, Song Jinghong in order to save Ah Mei's life, he worked hard for Song Tai for many years, and ran the rouge workshop so far.

At this time, Chang Ying, who was standing in the courtyard for a while, looked at her son who was immersed in the exercises, with a loving face, although she was past the age of standing, but her elegant and refined temperament exuded a light spirit that was different from that of ordinary women.

Chang Ying only vaguely heard about her life experience from Han Shen when she was a child, and she didn't know the specifics, she just resisted and feared the people in the court from the bottom of her heart over the years, and she didn't like some calculations in the Chu family in Qingzhou City, she still liked the time she used to live in Camel Mountain the most.

There is a natural lake in the back mountain, and the front of the door is full of bamboo forests, and Chu Jingjue was also born there, recently, Chang Ying has been begging Chu Wuji to move out of Qingzhou City, she likes to live an idyllic life the most, and it is good to stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Chu was shocked to turn around and see his aunt standing not far away and looking at him, and hurriedly ran over,

"Mother, let's go to the house, the weather is cold in the early autumn evening. ”

Led A-Niang into her own room, Chang Ying sat down, grabbed Chu Jingjue's hands, and looked happy on her face, "Surprised, after a while, your father will take your mother back to Camel Mountain, your father also told me, you are going to go to the Sword Saint Gate, you have to pay more attention to your body when you go to other places, it is always a strange place, and you have to get along with the master who teaches you to learn art, and live in harmony with those fellow disciples, if you really meet someone with a bad heart, just bear with it, your mother can't always accompany you, and you still have to make your own decisions about many things." ”

Chang Ying sat on the edge of the bed, and Chu was shocked to sit on the chair, letting A-Niang take her hand and babble and explain,

He leaned on Chang Ying's lap, smelling the familiar smell of A-Niang, and the whole person was happy and didn't know what to say, just nodded incessantly,

"Mother, I'm just going to stay for a while, and then I'll go to Camel Mountain to look for you, and I don't have any impression of Camel Mountain. ”

Chang Ying nodded slightly, where do you have the impression that you were only a lactating child at that time,

"Surprised, some time ago you went out with your father to practice, my mother is also worried at home, your father is very rough, and he is very strict with you in martial arts, my mother is also worried that you can't eat hard, you have to worry about it every day, now it seems, my family is surprised to become a lot more mature, not like before, this body bones are also a lot stronger. ”

In the past, Chu Jingjue was a thin guy, and he didn't like to practice martial arts, so he naturally dodged and dodged every day, so that Chu Wuji sighed every day, that is, Chu Jingjue was bullied outside, and his father didn't see it, he suffered a lot, so he remembered the benefits of martial arts.

Now Chu was shocked to realize that although the martial arts cultivation was only a double cultivation of condensation, but in Chu Wuji's eyes, this guy who was still a little lazy had become very different, Chu was shocked to find the scene of sitting in the small courtyard practicing alone every day, Chu Wuji stood on the second floor and saw it clearly,

And a few days ago, Chu Jingjue defeated Chu Jingwen's follower Wang Mugen alone, but Chu Wuji happily poured three glasses of spirits in a row, he naturally knew the character of his eldest brother's son Chu Jingwen, a guy who was yin and hateful, Chu Jingjue Since he cleaned it up, it was good, Chu Jingjue had suffered losses over the years, and he also saw it in his eyes, otherwise how could he have such a big temper with this son.

Chang Ying looked at the son who had changed too much in her eyes, and a touch of reluctance flashed in her eyes.

"Son, you will be fourteen years old during the New Year, if you have a girl you like, tell A-Niang, A-Niang will let your father worry about your life, I am surprised, you remember, no matter when you are in the future, being good to others is practice, you have to remember. ”

Chu was shocked to realize that when he heard A-Niang ask such a question, his little face was still a little flushed, but his heart suddenly flashed the small appearance of Song Ci, but he just smirked, but he didn't answer, this kind of question was very shy, but when he heard A-Niang's instructions, he nodded hurriedly,

He muttered, "Being good to people is also practice?"

Chang Ying suddenly took out a palm-sized black wooden box-like object from his arms, "Son, you have kept this thing alive, this thing has been with my mother for more than 30 years, even your father doesn't know what it is, an old man gave it to me when my mother was young, and he also said at the time that this play should be kept by your grandmother, but it was only given to me, even Song Jinghong, who you have seen before, has never seen it, how can my mother look at this thing like a toy, I was surprised that you put it away, he may be able to study it one day." ”

Chu was shocked to take a small black wooden box with a triangular shape handed over by Chang Ying, this thing was very heavy to start, flat below, sharp edges and corners, full of texture to the touch, it should be something that was some years old, he put it away and threw it directly in the Qiankun bag, my mother didn't know what it was, how did I figure it out.

"Surprised, Song Jinghong, you have seen it before, listen to my mother's words, stay away from that person, although in terms of blood, he is my brother and your uncle, but Jinghong is too obsessed, in short, stay away from him, it's always right. ”

Chang Ying explained a lot of things, as if she couldn't see each other tomorrow, and she talked endlessly.

She is just an ordinary woman, and she has never practiced martial arts, Chang Ying is a little afraid of the martial artist using knives and guns, in her memory, in the heavy rain after the autumn, what catches her eyes is full of red blood, she doesn't like knives and guns, and she doesn't like soldiers on horseback,

Chu was surprised to find that since he was a child, writing and reading were taught by Chang Ying, he actually liked to sit in the room with his mother to read and write, his mother's one-handed brush and regular script were especially standardized, and the study at home was also used by A-Niang alone, and then two people sat in the house together to read,

Although Chu Jingjue, who was still young at the time, couldn't sit still, and always wanted to run to the backyard to see the sound of Chu Wuji and the iron-faced ping pong, but at that time, he just liked to watch, but he didn't like to dance with knives and guns by himself, and then ran back to the house to read with his mother.

There are a lot of books at home,

Chang Ying once looked at himself who was asleep on the table, and muttered, "My son's body, martial arts are not good, Wen is sleepy again, I really don't know what I can do in the future, I just hope that his father can help him accumulate more field grain, and he will not starve to death as a small landlord in the future, and his mother will be content." ”

Every time Chu was shocked, if he was bullied by the Chu brothers in the front yard, he never cried and cried, he only freshened up in his own courtyard, and even let Tie Mian send him when he ate, until the hurt on his face was not visible to others, he would come to see Chang Ying,

Chang Ying didn't know where to go, he just pretended not to know, and he cried every time he stole secretly, but Chu Wuji had to count this kid for a long time, and he wanted to attract Chang Ying's sighs,

Chu was shocked to look at the back of A-Niang leaving, standing at the door, her mother was a quiet and knowledgeable woman, and she had never blushed with anyone in the Chu family's compound, and she didn't have many friends.

Mother will only smile sincerely when he is with his rough father, he doesn't understand why his mother is so different, but he is lucky, at least he still has a mother,

Chu Jingjue was lying on the bed, holding the back of his head, and he couldn't understand why his mother said so many things to him at once, which is not usually seen.

Chu was shocked by the happy look on his face, thinking that the high-ranking officials had never seen his father and mother, and the young master Li Shaofu of the assassin family was also sympathetic, Li Shaofu's mother also died early, not to mention Jiang Cheng, there was only one father, who vomited blood and died this year.

Chu was shocked and jumped off the bed, it was already night at this time, he went to eat, and when he was eating, the three people at the table were also silent, and he didn't know why his mother was so worried today, Chu Wuji wiped his mouth and went out,

I was surprised to see my mother enter the house, so I walked out and returned to the small courtyard.

Sitting in the courtyard, he took out the triangular wooden box that his mother gave him just now, grabbed it in his hand and played with it, flicking it with his fingers from time to time, and there was no sound in the air, it can be seen that this thing is a dead heart, it is a wood ornament, he put it away again,

A person stands in the yard and practices the knife, but it is only the most basic action, chopping, picking, and plucking, and each action is repeated over and over again.

Three steps away, the void slashed the stake, without stopping,

Sometimes I feel that this wind knife is a little too much in my hand, and sometimes I feel that this knife is too small. 166 Reading Network