Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Four Uniques, the Sunset Perchs on the Glows (I)
Time flows, and the years are like songs.
"Yixia, tell me what is on the other side of the starry sky, and whether there is also a planet of life like the earth. If anything, I would like to travel through the nebula and meet another self hundreds of millions of light-years away. β
"What a stupid thing to say, the starlight, what you see now is only a scene hundreds of millions of light years ago, the appearance of life is a miracle, and it is also a miracle that we can see the other side of another world across time. But if you say so, if you want to cross the clouds that span thousands of miles in the future, remember to call me. β
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"Yixia, why are you crying here alone? Can you tell me anything unpleasant? β
"Nobody understands me, and no one really cares about me. Is it really that important to see someone else's eyes? I do what I love, I live my own life, but I have to bear the fingers of other people, I do the hard work, but in exchange for the scorn of others, sometimes, when I am negative, I really don't want to do anything. β
"You have to live for yourself, other people's eyes are other people's eyes, you can't dominate it, but you can control your own mood, if your heart is sunny, you are not afraid of sadness, I will always stand in a place full of sunshine, and I hope you can always be sunny."
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In the guest room on the third floor of Qi Xiafeng, Yang Yixia woke up from the mahogany shelf bed, wiped the cold sweat from his palm, patted his chest, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
After lunch, Yang Yixia returned to the bedroom to rest, originally thinking of taking a nap, but he didn't expect to fall asleep deeply.
"It turns out that this is just a dream, and it's not just a dream, these little memories buried in the bottom of my heart that have been about to be forgotten have really happened."
The world is flashy, I just want to be able to watch the clouds rise quietly at sunrise, be able to smile at the smoke at sunset, be poetic, be proud, do my best to live every day, do everything well, not afraid of the future, and have a clear conscience.
I don't want others to understand my feelings, but why don't you understand them either?
The sun is still there, Liu Xiyan, you finally left me.
Looking back on the past, Liu Xiyan, you still completely faded out of my life.
"Little shrimp, you woke up, you looked panicked, did you have a nightmare?" A familiar voice came from the Divine Mansion, it was the daily greeting of the Sword God.
"No, I just remembered some of the past, not much to say, time is limited, there is a long way to go, there is no time to grieve, there is no time to hesitate, I have to start from scratch and replan my life. Half a month later, the master should also come back, so now it's time to hurry up and practice the sword. Yang Yixia sat up from the bed, put on his clothes, lifted the dust-breaking sword, and walked out of the door.
The dazzling sunlight sprinkled on the face, a warmth welled up in the heart, and the afternoon time can always bring people a good mood and always make people full of hope.
The sonorous sound of swords intersecting came, accompanied by a crisp and hearty fighting and cheering, and on the central square of the wide Bodhicitta Building, there were scattered groups of female disciples in colorful clothes, dancing in colorful clothes, practicing in the sky, like a group of Xuannu above the nine heavens, with delicate posture and graceful posture, competing with each other and tempering their own martial arts.
Yang Yixia was dazzled, but secretly praised in his heart. It is likely that they were deeply touched after listening to Sikong Haoyue's words, so they took advantage of this half month of Shaoguang to study hard and practice hard to stabilize their own cultivation.
"It's such a strong atmosphere of martial arts training, and in such an environment, it's hard for people to have lazy thoughts." Thinking so in his heart, Yang Yixia yawned, stretched his waist, and lazily walked through the dense crowd, with a tired look, walking slowly in the direction of the gate of the Bodhicitta Building, directly ignoring the slightly disdainful gaze of the group of diligent female disciples who shot around him.
Out of the gate, walked down the mountain path, and when it was sparsely populated, Yang Yixia immediately recovered his spirits, the soles of his feet were windy, and he stepped on the dragon and tiger steps, and rushed to Xingxia Peak with all his strength like the two of them before.
It turned out that in the morning, Yang Yixia and Xingyun agreed to meet at Xingxia Peak in the afternoon, and Xingyun would teach Yang Yixia the essence of Luoxia's swordsmanship, of course, this matter, it is best not to let the elders and other disciples in the door know, save the truth, and then have to listen to the lessons of those old-fashioned elders, saying that the four peaks of martial arts, each has its own merits, and forcibly cultivating his peak martial arts will have a great impact on the martial arts clichΓ© Yunyun.
But what Yang Yixia didn't know was that there was already a pair of eyes staring at him in the square at this time.
In the square, in the crowd, Huo Feng, who had just finished practicing a set of fire whip techniques, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and when he raised his eyes, he found Yang Yixia who was walking towards the gate, and he was curious: "Where is this crazy Yixia junior brother going?" Hey, why did Senior Sister Xingyun and Meng Yuhan and Zhang Shi abuse the three of them disappear? Thinking about it, he wrapped the long whip around his waist, and quietly followed forward with the cover of other female disciples, hiding his figure, and followed Yang Yixia from a distance.
On the way to Xingxia Peak, the cicadas in the mountains are constantly singing, and occasionally birds fly by, so uncomfortable, so uneasy. Yang Yixia's body at this time, although it can't be said to be smooth, but he can also use it freely, which is much better than the previous embarrassment.
"Little shrimp, do you remember the five methods and one gong I mentioned to you this morning? Now I will systematically tell you what is the basic skill of swordsman cultivation. "In the Divine Mansion, the Sword God suddenly spoke, he knew that Yang Yixia at this time was eager to practice martial arts, and he only wanted to practice swords, so he proposed the cultivation method of five methods and one skill." Footwork refers to the posture of the lower body when practicing swords, and side-by-side, horse-step, and lunge are the most basic footwork, as a beginner, the first step you have to do is to tie the horse. β
"Zamabu? How does this sound the same as the martial arts training routine on our side? Hearing Zamabu, Yang Yixia's body in galloping suddenly paused, and he remembered some bad memories of Zamabu before:
"Deeper, deeper." This is the only sentence that Yang Yixia remembers when the physical education teacher taught them to zama step, because the assessment needs to see whether the bending degree of the knee is 90 degrees from the ground, which can be painful for Yang Yixia at that time.
"Of course, not only footwork, but also the rest of the basic skills, don't interrupt me, listen to me honestly first." The sword god frowned, he had long sensed that this little ghost was not very interested in basic skills, so he pretended to have a serious look on his face and continued: "Technique, refers to the exercise of the hand holding the sword, especially the strengthening training of the wrist and arm. The swordsmanship comes from the heart, and then it is reflected by the hand, so the strength and flexibility of the hand are very important, and of course, there is also the sword technique, also known as the sword finger, which is a basic technique. β
As he spoke, Yang Yixia sensed a spiritual fluctuation in his mind, and a picture appeared in front of Yang Yixia's eyes, only to see the sword god raising his left hand and pinching a sword trick.
"Look at it, the middle finger of the index finger is straightened together, and the thumb, ring finger and little finger are flexed inward, so that the thumb is pressed against the first segment of the ring finger. There are three main purposes for doing this, one is to strengthen the stabbing and striking power of the sword wielder, the second is to protect the head, chest, abdomen and sword arm and other positions, and the third is to balance the body and strength to keep the center of gravity stable. β
Seeing that the sword god was speaking seriously, Yang Yixia stopped speaking and listened carefully, although he was somewhat resistant to the three words of basic skills, but he also knew that a good foundation would play a vital role in future achievements.
Looking at Yang Yixia's serious face, the sword god nodded silently and continued: "After that, there is the eye method, in addition to the footwork and technique of a swordsman, the most important thing is the eye method. When holding a sword, the eyes need to be fully focused, and there is nothing else except the goal, as if there is only one sword and one person left between the vast world and the world, which is the true meaning of swordsmanship. Although there are many strange people in history who can listen to the wind and use hearing instead of eyesight, in most cases, the exercise of eyesight is essential. When danger comes, the first thing a swordsman should do is to overcome the instinctive fear from his heart, keep his eyes open and face the goal, instead of unconsciously closing his eyes and running away from the fear. β
"The next one is the body method, which is different from the footwork, and the body method refers to the transitional actions such as turning, turning over, and lying down in swordsmanship. Dragon and Tiger Step is a set of body techniques, but it is not a set of body techniques suitable for swordsmanship, it depends on whether you can reflect your own advantages in combat. β
Yang Yixia nodded as if he didn't understand, Dragon and Tiger Step, this set of rumored ancient body methods, Yang Yixia has not thought of other uses except for using it to hurry now.
"After that, there are techniques, that is, some skills, such as holding the sword should not be too tight or too loose, these in the subsequent practice, it depends on your own understanding."
"The last one is mental qigong, don't look at its name, in fact, the meaning is very simple, that is, you need to cultivate a state, a kind of mentality of giving up who else and moving forward bravely. With the way of the sword, has always been unyielding, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, just ask, if a person with superb swordsmanship does not have a fighting spirit, he will faint when he sees blood, then no matter how good the swordsmanship is, he can't play it, so a large part of the swordsman practicing sword is also to hone the willpower of the swordsman. β
After explaining the basic skills in one breath, although it was only mentioned superficially, it left a lot of impression in Yang Yixia's heart, and after talking about the basic skills, the serious face of the sword god immediately became improper, and said with a slight smile: "Little shrimp, guess what I just discovered?" β
"What, it won't be that you found out that what you just told me was wrong, and you found that you have been misleading people's children." Although he replied improperly, Yang Yixia had already written down these five methods and one skill.
"No, I just found out that Senior Sister Huofeng is secretly following you."
"What! Huofeng, the senior sister Huofeng who always hurts me. She has nothing to do with me, she can't be sent by Uncle Sikong to spy on me, right? β
"That's a lot of thinking, I think she might just be out of curiosity, so she followed you to see where you wanted to go."
"Haha, that's kind of interesting. If you dare to follow the master privately, then I will have a good time with you. β
As he spoke, Yang Yixia quickened his pace, and the physical advantages of the peak of the bone forging period and the baptism of the power of the sword were perfectly reflected under the action of the dragon and tiger steps, like a dragon going to sea, like a tiger going down the mountain to forage for food, it was not weak in speed.
At the same time, the fire phoenix behind him was twisting his slender waist, and his white and moving thighs were alternating rapidly, but he was still some distance away from Yang Yixia.
"Damn, when did this little impropriety become so powerful. With my cultivation of the first level of Qi Realm, seventy percent of my skills, and with the assistance of spiritual power, I can be on par with his speed, which is really impressive if I haven't seen it for a day. "Although the Bone Forging Realm and the Qi Cultivation Realm are separated by a Condensation Realm, the Condensation Realm is mainly for the cultivation of spiritual power, so there are not many external cultivations such as speed and body method.
The body is like a dragon like lightning, and the feet are thunderous and beasts are diving. Approaching Xingxia Peak, to pass through a bamboo forest, the mountain road became difficult to walk, and the terrain was no longer open.
"He? Did it just disappear in an instant? The fire phoenix behind him blinked his beautiful eyes, his face full of astonishment.
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"Xiaoxia'er, you're here. Why are you so embarrassed? Hearing some faint movement behind him, Xingyun turned around and looked at Yang Yixia, who was dusty and came in the dust, with a snickering on his beautiful face.
"What's the matter, it's not that I was followed by Senior Sister Huofeng, it just took a lot of energy to get rid of her." Yang Yixia said breathlessly, with his one bone forging realm, throwing off a qi cultivation realm, it is not easy to say, how easy is it to do?
"Huofeng, this girl? When did you care so much about your affairs, it wouldn't be because of you, right? I still remember when you came to our Qixia Peak when you were a child, she always laughed at you for being a slug. Listening to Yang Yixia's panting and vague narration, Xingyun finally couldn't help laughing.
Yang Yixia was embarrassed, the nerves on his face twitched, revealing a teasing expression, as if he was not talking about himself, and said to the sword god in the Divine Mansion: "It turns out that Senior Sister Huofeng has liked to bully people since she was a child, she really looks young at the age of three, and looks old at the age of seven." Haha, Sword God, I didn't expect you to be a slug when you were a child. β
The old sword god's face turned red, don't turn around, don't bother with Yang Yixia, and secretly blame Xingyun for shaking out the old bottom of the year.
"Don't talk too much, I'll play Luoxia swordsmanship for you, the moves are not difficult, the artistic conception is difficult to understand, you have to look carefully~" While speaking, if there is spirituality, a bamboo branch flew towards Xingyun and was held by Xingyun with one hand.
Luoxia swordsmanship has a total of 36 styles, divided into four groups, a group of nine styles, each group expresses an artistic conception, and then connects the artistic conception of each group with verses, which is not like a move, forming a set of magnificent poems:
Sunset Cangshan Flying Shadow,
Suspected beauty dotted lips.
Luoxia lonely bird double flyer,
What year is the beautiful scenery of the good day.
(Chapter 27, End)