The Heishui River, whose source is located in Kunlunqiu, flows from the northeast to the southwest, and finally flows into the western sea of the South China Sea. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Along the upper reaches of the Heishui River, to the northeast, is where Nanyang City is located.

Under the high sun at noon, a wisp of green smoke came up in the distance. On the bank of the Heishui River, on a bonfire, a wild boar on the shelf was overflowing with fragrance. Xiao Qing on the side was very greedy when he looked at the pork that gradually became crispy and crispy, while Ran Hanchuan on the other side was concentrating on controlling the heat, so as not to accidentally burn somewhere.

The aroma of the meat became more and more intense, and seeing the finished roast pig, Ran Hanchuan also breathed a sigh of relief and put the humble grill aside. Xiaoqing hurriedly stepped up, and was about to take a bite, Ran Hanchuan stretched out his hand to block it, and said, "Don't worry Xiaoqing, it's very hot!" ”

Xiaoqing "hummed" a few times, and sat down next to the roast pig, his eyes were very unkind. Ran Hanchuan didn't care, picked up the long sword with the blue and black scabbard that Yun Xingtian left for him, and looked at it carefully.

The scabbard looked like a vicissitudes of life, and it gave a sense of heaviness, and there were some strange carvings on it, which seemed to look like the sky. In the sky of one of the scabbards, there was a snake-like creature crawling there, and Yun Xingtian had told him that this creature was called a "dragon".

The horns are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the mouth is like a donkey, the eyes are like a turtle, the ears are like a cow, the scales are like a fish, the whiskers are like shrimp, the belly is like a snake, the feet are like an eagle, and there are four claws. On the other side of the sky, there were several white clouds scattered and dotted, the same dragon, but not prostrate, but as if soaring in the sky, its claws were also different from the other side, there were five. On the sword grid, there is a unique pattern engraved, and in the middle, there is a relief of the word "dome".

Ran Hanchuan always felt that there was a suffocating edge hidden under the scabbard, but what puzzled him was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull this sword out of the sheath. He had tried countless methods, except for smashing, falling, drilling, and other methods, he had used everything he could think of, and the black and cyan long sword was still the same. And this sword was left to him by Yun Xingtian, and he couldn't bear to use some rough methods, for fear of damaging it.

Still thinking hard to no avail, Ran Hanchuan looked at the temperature of the pork was about the same, and it would be cold if he waited any longer, put the long sword aside, took out the knife given to him by the villagers in Yunlai Village and cut off a piece of meat, handed it to Xiaoqing, and then cut a large piece himself, and was about to move, when a figure suddenly shook out of the forest on the side.

"Oh my God, it smells so good! I'm hungry for my old man! The figure slowly approached, Ran Hanchuan looked carefully, it was an old man, his long gray hair was messily draped, and the two gray beards on his lips embellished his vicissitudes of life, but he looked heroic, a pair of white sword eyebrows were slightly closed, revealing an intoxicated expression, and stumbled towards Ran Hanchuan. His clothes were tattered for some reason, but the old man clearly didn't care about that.

"Imp, did you bake it?" The old man walked to the side, pointed to the roasted pork and asked, Ran Hanchuan nodded, and the old man continued: "It's so fragrant, how about I get a piece for the old man?" ”

"Okay!" Ran Hanchuan said, then moved his hand and cut off another piece, "Hey, it's not enough, it's not enough, let's have more!" The old man shook his hand again and again.

Xiaoqing glanced at him on the side, and there seemed to be disdain in his eyes. "Yo, that's a little bit of a problem!" The old man seemed to feel something, looked at Xiaoqing, and smiled, "Don't look at me like that, old man, I've been hungry for several days!" ”

Ran Hanchuan hurriedly cut another large piece of pork and invited the old man to sit down and enjoy it. The old man was not polite at all, sat on the spot, grabbed the barbecue and ate it in a big gulp.

"Uncle, slow down! Don't worry, there's more! Ran Hanchuan beckoned, "Where are you calling?" Why are you so embarrassed, and why haven't you eaten for a few days? ”

"Uh-huh, I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry!" The old man said, another big piece of pork stuffed his mouth, "Hey, why are there so many problems with the little ghost, I'll call there" said, pointing to the woods on the side, "It's embarrassing because I'm embarrassed, and I don't eat because there's nothing to eat!" ”

"......" Ran Hanchuan looked at the old man who was gobbling up, a little overwhelmed, and even forgot to eat his share. After a good meal, the old man patted his stomach with satisfaction, laughed, and said, "At a young age, the craftsmanship is good!" ”

"Thank you, old man, for the compliment." Ran Hanchuan said modestly.

"Hmm," the old man nodded, "yes, quite modest." He swept his afterglow around, looking at Xiaoqing, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, seeing Xiaoqing's eyes full of vigilance, and then aimed at the blue and black scabbard of the long sword on the side, and his eyes suddenly emitted a light like substance. Good sword! ”

The old man looked at Ran Hanchuan and said, "Little ghost, can you show me this sword?" ”

Seeing Ran Hanchuan nodded, the old man carefully picked up the sword, looked at it carefully, and changed his expression from the previous frivolity, very serious. The "Zheng" sword body was clear, and the old man pulled out the long sword in the sheath by a foot, looking at the blue-gold sword body, the edge was dazzling, and the mouth kept making a "tsk" sound.

On the side, Ran Hanchuan looked at this scene dumbfounded.

"Boy, with such a good sword, don't play around?" The old man asked.

"No, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that I haven't been able to pull out this sword before, why did you give this sword all at once, uncle?"

"Eh" The old man was stunned, laughed a little, and put the sword back into the sheath, "Forget it, I forgot it on a whim, if you can't pull it out yourself, give it to you, you won't be able to use this sword." ”

Ran Hanchuan smiled bitterly and asked, "Then how can I pull it out?" ”

The old man squinted at him and said, "Not now, but later, you will know." The old man smiled mysteriously and didn't say any more.

"That's it, I don't take advantage of juniors, little ghost, do you know how to use a sword?"

Ran Hanchuan nodded, the old man took out the three-foot Qingfeng and threw it to him out of nowhere, what surprised Ran Hanchuan the most was that the old man obviously didn't have anything on him, but he could throw him a sword at once.

"You play tricks, old man, I'll give you some pointers."

Ran Hanchuan didn't care about the doubts in his heart, nodded, clenched the long sword in his hand, a familiar power arose, and the "Xingyun Sword Technique" began to swing it to his heart's content.

"Hehe, this kid is also a sword embryo, hey, I'm really fascinated!" The old man said to himself on the side.

After a set of swordsmanship, the old man shook his head again and again, and said, "Rotten, rotten, rotten!" Miserable, miserable, miserable! ”

Ran Hanchuan's little face was full of puzzlement, scratching his head and asking, "Uncle, what do you mean?" ”

"Hmph, I mean to say, this swordsmanship is too bad, but I think its routine is good, but it is so unbearable in your hands, so it's miserable, hey, it's really a waste of this swordsmanship!"

Ran Hanchuan buried his little face red after he said this, he was very ashamed, Xiaoqing on the side glanced at the two of them, pursed his lips, and fell asleep by himself.

"Boy, who taught you swordsmanship?"

"It's my uncle."

"Your uncle? Didn't he tell you that your swordsmanship only has its form, not its meaning? Do you know that a set of swordsmanship, the moves are dead, and people are alive! Only one's own artistic conception can control this sword technique, and can use it freely as you like! The old man accused sharply.

"I know, Uncle Yun always tells me this, but I don't understand it! Uncle Yun said that the artistic conception or something, you also said these things, I don't know what it means! Ran Hanchuan looked innocent.

Listening to his words, the old man's face twitched, looked at him, looked at him about ten years old, and sighed, "I know what your problem is." ”

Ran Hanchuan was puzzled: "Where is it?" ”

"Tell me honestly, boy, have you ever read?"

"Nope."

"Can you read?"

"A little bit."

The old man rubbed his temples, looking very helpless, why did he feel that he seemed to have taken on some trouble?

"Boy, come here!" The old man beckoned, and Ran Hanchuan walked over very obediently.

"Hey" The old man sighed, very embarrassed, sat on the ground and motioned to Ran Hanchuan to let him sit beside him.

The old man took out a thin book out of nowhere and handed it to Ran Hanchuan to read, "Do you recognize these four words?" ”

"Well, Wan, Gu, Qian, Wen, uncle, am I reading it right?"

"Hmm" The old man nodded, asked him to open the book and take a look, Ran Hanchuan took the book, turned the page, and suddenly his head was big.

"Boy, you won't be from the mountains, will you!"

"yes, how do you know?" Ran Hanchuan was quite surprised

The old man muttered in a low voice: "You can say it casually, old man, my shit luck today is really good, when I meet such a little ghost, who told me to eat people with a soft mouth!" ”

"Uncle, what did you say?" Ran Hanchuan blinked his eyes and looked at the old man, who coughed dryly twice and said, "Eh, I mean, you never look outside, do you?" Ran Hanchuan nodded, "In the outside world, children as old as you will generally learn to recognize words from this book "Thousands of Texts through the Ages", and I will teach you to recognize these words!" ”

Ran Hanchuan let out an "um" and listened attentively. The old man pointed while reading, and said leisurely: "Heaven and earth are chaotic, and all lives are annihilated." The sun and the moon change, and the years are boundless. There is a plate name ancient, and the axe is enlightened. There is a female name Wa, and the creation is a person. There is a Shennong, eliminating disasters and misfortunes. There is Huang Fuxi, gossip knotted rope. The controversy between Yan and Huang is the beginning of China. Chi You is in trouble, and soldiers are everywhere. The deer and the drum will cease, and the world will be decided. The people in the northern wilderness are huge, and they praise their fathers day by day. The gentleman is ambitious, and he is punished ......"

The old man read very slowly, Ran Hanchuan listened very carefully, firmly remembered the sounds and glyphs of those words, and unconsciously half an hour passed quietly.

“…… Through the ages, heroes are born together. In this prosperous world, the four clans stand together. If you say that you are a hero, you can still look at the present day! After reading the last few words word by word, the old man seemed to be a little thirsty, and Ran Hanchuan hurriedly handed over a small kettle.

After taking a big sip of water, the old man looked at Ran Hanchuan and asked, "Boy, have you written it down?" ”

"Nope!" Ran Hanchuan shook his head very seriously.

“……”

Ran Hanchuan and the old man stayed by the Heishui River for three days, three meals a day, the old man enjoyed the rich game, and did not wait for Ran Hanchuan to go hunting in the forest, every time before the meal, there would be all kinds of animals that were knocked out and thrown aside. In his spare time, Ran Hanchuan told the old man some stories about himself on the mountain, and the old man also told him a little colorful anecdotes about the outside world. The rest of the time, it was all used to teach Ran Hanchuan to recognize words, on the first day, Ran Hanchuan had memorized the thousands of words in the "Eternal Thousand Texts", and the other two days, the old man was telling him the story that was circulated after some words on the book, and Ran Hanchuan seemed to be extremely interested in this.

On the night of the third day, the ground was full of cups and plates, and the two wolves sat on the ground with great enjoyment.

"Uncle" Ran Hanchuan shouted, he had asked the name of the old man, but the old man just smiled and did not tell him, "Why did you get out of the woods that day and your clothes were torn like that?" ”

When the old man heard this, his face suddenly turned red, he coughed dryly, and said, "Little child, don't do so much!" The old man's clothes had been changed into a neat yellow shirt, and at that time, Ran Hanchuan kept asking him where he came from, and even thought he was a fairy, which made the old man laugh again and again.

"Uncle, do you know, a few days ago, I encountered a strange thing!" Ran Hanchuan said mysteriously.

"Oh, what's weird? Let's hear it. ”

"That day, I was walking on the edge of the river, and suddenly I heard a big tiger roar, I grew up in the mountains, I have seen tigers, I can be sure, it is a tiger roar, but I have never heard it so loud, what is even more terrifying is that after the whistle, the leaves of the forest in the distance have turned yellow!" Ran Hanchuan said as he recalled the scene of that day, and his little face turned pale.

When the old man heard this, he seemed to be stunned, showing a strange expression, and then said: "What, there are no wonders in the world!" Didn't I just teach you that word? I don't know what you said, maybe you're wrong! ”

"Impossible! Xiaoqing also saw it! As he spoke, Ran Hanchuan grabbed Xiaoqing in front of him, and Xiaoqing reluctantly cooperated with him and nodded.

"Eh" Uncle touched his nose and said, "Then, I don't know, hehe." ”

Looking at the sneering old man, Ran Hanchuan was very angry, and Xiaoqing went to sleep again.

In the early morning, the early sun wakes up the birds in the forest, and a crisp cry lights up the beginning of the day.

The old man was holding a long sword in his hand, his face was solemn, and Ran Hanchuan stood aside and watched quietly.

"Huh" The sword wind sounded, and the long sword in the old man's hand stabbed forward like a dragon dancing, and swept to the side with a "swish". The sword light flickered, the momentum was overwhelming, and every move and style was like thunder across the sky, a dazzling heavy color, vast and condensed.

The old man only made one move, then stopped, looked at Ran Hanchuan, Ran Hanchuan nodded, stepped forward to take the long sword in the old man's hand, and learned the way the old man made the move just now, and the long sword danced slowly.

"Stop!" The old man frowned and shouted, "Are you dancing or wielding a sword?" How is it so weak! Be dynamic, be fast, be powerful! ”

Ran Hanchuan smiled bitterly, nodded, and practiced again.

"That's not right! This sword is crooked! ”

"Stop, stop! Why are you so stupid, this sword does not seek to be fast, it requires stability! ”

"Stupid! This sword has to be fast, the faster the better! ”

"Ahh Stupid boy, if you use this sword, you will have to ruin my old man's reputation! ”

The old man scolded again and again on the side, Ran Hanchuan's head was big, and he finally practiced it twice, but he actually felt a little tired.

The old man was very impatient and demonstrated the sword move again, and Ran Hanchuan tried his best to make the old man nod his head with satisfaction.

Time always flies by inadvertently.

In the early morning of another day, Ran Hanchuan came down with a set of swordsmanship, and the old man finally praised him without stingy praise words.

At the end, the old man warned Ran Hanchuan very seriously, and said: "Boy, you have to remember that this set of swordsmanship must not be easily looked at in front of others, unless it is a last resort!" ”

Ran Hanchuan was puzzled: "Why?" I've worked so hard to practice well, why don't I let it be used, what's the last resort? ”

The old man snorted and said, "If you don't want to cause trouble, don't use it!" What do you mean as a last resort? For example, a life-and-death crisis! At this moment, the old man's face was very solemn.

Ran Hanchuan looked at the rare serious appearance of the old man, although he still didn't understand, but he also nodded seriously: "I know, I will definitely not use this sword technique indiscriminately, unless it is a last resort!" ”

"Very good, children just have to be obedient!" The old man laughed.

"Uncle, what's the name of this swordsmanship?"

"The name of this set of swordsmanship, hehe, if there is a fate in the future, I will tell you again."

"It's stingy!"

"Then you just taught me one move, why don't you teach the swordsmanship in the back?"

"Huh! I don't get tired of chewing more, why are you so greedy at a young age! ”

"Oh!"

"Take it!" The old man handed the sword in his hand to Ran Hanchuan, "Tell me, how do you feel when you hold a sword?" ”

"Well, when I hold the sword, it seems like I have endless strength, and I feel very excited, and I want to wield it right away!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Sure enough, it's a piece of material." He looked at Ran Hanchuan carefully, as if he was reminiscing about something, I don't know what year and month, there was also a child, carefree playing with the sword in his hand, but I don't know where the years took that child.

"Hey!" The old man sighed, smiled wryly, and looked at the boundless sky, the blue sky, and a few white clouds floating in it, free and unrestrained.

In the distance, a few wolf howls outlawed the early morning birdsong, the breeze came slowly, the morning sun of late spring rose into the air, and a few sparrows pecked at the remaining meat scraps on the ground by the roadside, everything was so calm, calm and lonely! A trace of desolation is wrapped between the old man's eyebrows, I don't know what is buried behind the laughter and scolding?

"Uncle?" Ran Hanchuan felt the change in his mood, although he couldn't say it, it also made his heart tense and uncomfortable.

"Huh?" The old man came back to his senses, "What are you doing! ”

"I still don't understand something, and I still have some ideas of my own, can you help me take a look?"

"Okay, no problem, come on!" The old man's desolation disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared, and he guided Ran Hanchuan's swordsmanship with a big smile.

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