……

After lunch, the old man said to Ji Ruoxue, who was washing the dishes, "I'm going to go out, and I have to lend me your elk."

"Okay." Ji Ruoxue nodded in agreement.

"Come here." The old man called softly.

The elk, who was still lying in the corner of the wall basking in the sun, saw the old man waving his hand, grunted up, and walked to the old man and bowed his head.

Although Ji Ruoxue was already surprised by this scene, she still couldn't understand why Elk Xiaohua was so obedient to the old man? You must know that Elk Xiaohua would only do this to her alone in the past, and she would not allow others to approach at all, let alone let others ride...... This question has been bothering her for a long time, but there is still no answer.

……

After about an hour, the old man came back with the elk, but it was not actually a lead, but it was the case, the old man was walking in front, the elk was following behind, and the elk was dragging two bundles of freshly cut bamboo behind him.

"Old man, what are you doing cutting so much bamboo?" Ji Ruoxue was puzzled.

"You'll find out later." The old man said mysteriously.

I saw that the old man untied the bamboo from the elk and began to insert it in the courtyard at will, the soil in the courtyard was extremely hard, even if it was not easy to dig a pit with a hoe, but when the old man inserted the bamboo, it was like inserting it into the tofu, and the place where it entered the soil was three feet deep.

This scene really surprised Ji Ruoxue, Ji Ruoxue took a bamboo and tried it, and found that it couldn't be inserted at all without using the true element, and finally inserted it after using the true element, but the bamboo couldn't withstand the pressure at both ends, and burst out from the middle, and every bamboo inserted by the old man was intact.

After the old man had finished planting the bamboos, he tied several bamboos horizontally on the top of each bamboo's head, and then tied hemp ropes to them, and a small iron ring fell under each hemp rope.

"From tomorrow onwards, this is your homework." The old man pointed to the bamboo that had just been inserted and explained to Ji Ruoxue: "I said before that your personality is too out-of-the-box, so you are not allowed to practice those complicated sword moves, you just need to practice this "thorn" character well. ”

"Thorns?"

"Yes, Thorn, my request is that you practice until your sword passes through the hoop and you can't touch the hoop with your sword, and you can touch every bamboo." The old man said calmly.

Ji Ruoxue walked to the bamboo and took a closer look, took out her sword and gestured, and found that the distance between each bamboo was not large, and the size of the iron ring was just enough for the sword to pass through slowly.

"Old man, this is too difficult, isn't it?" Ji Ruoxue said.

The old man smiled and said, "Of course it's difficult, if it's not difficult, how can you practice diligently?"

"Old man, why are there seventy-two bamboos and seventy-two iron rings? Does this have any special significance? Ji Ruoxue wondered.

"Is there one? I really didn't notice that. The old man pretended to be puzzled, and was very satisfied with Ji Ruoxue's carefulness.

The reason why there are seventy-two bamboos and seventy-two iron rings is actually very simple, because the world's first sword formation in Wudang, the "Nine Palaces Bagua Sword Array", is composed of seventy-two people holding swords together.

It's just that I don't know if the old man really did it by chance, also

Does it mean that he has really seen the Nine Palace Bagua Sword Formation in Wudang Mountain?

……

At dawn on the second day, Ji Ruoxue began to get up and practice swords, but just as she tried yesterday, except for the four or five iron rings in front of the piercing that could be according to the old man's standards, the next thing was all messed up, and the clanging of the iron rings and the sword was so lively.

After practicing for an hour, Ji Ruoxue became a little upset, she felt that her eyes were full of shaking hoops, and the sound of hoops colliding in her head.

"That's too hard, isn't it?" Ji Ruoxue thought secretly in her heart, and couldn't help but retreat.

……

"Let's have breakfast first!" The old man called Ji Ruoxue at the kitchen door.

When Ji Ruoxue came to the dinner table, she found that today's breakfast was the golden silk steamed bun that the old man said yesterday.

Looking at the golden silk steamed buns on the table, Ji Ruoxue couldn't help but think of the conversation with the old man yesterday, and a trace of shame appeared in her heart...... Since the old man has done what he says, how can he break his word and get fat?

After eating breakfast and cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Ji Ruoxue continued to walk to the iron ring and continued to practice.

"Come and rest! No need to practice anymore. The old man was lying on a bamboo chair under the eaves, holding a pot of wine in his hand.

"Old man, I'd better practice more! This one is too hard. Ji Ruoxue said.

"Come on! It's because it's so hard that I don't let you practice more. The old man continued.

"Why is that?" Ji Ruoxue walked up to the old man and wondered.

"It's nothing, it's just that if you want to hurry, you'll already be impetuous, and even if you practice any longer......, it won't make any sense," said the old man.

"Then old man, do you have a good way to teach me?" Ji Ruoxue asked.

The old man smiled and said, "There is no other way but to make perfect."

Looking at Ji Ruoxue's disappointed gaze, the old man continued: "I just let you practice until your sword passes through the iron ring and you can't touch the iron ring with your sword, and you can still touch every bamboo...... But I didn't say that you should meet this requirement from the beginning, practice like this at the beginning? ”

Seeing that Ji Ruoxue was in deep thought, the old man stopped speaking and began to taste the wine.

"Old man, I seem to understand what you mean." Ji Ruoxue raised her head and her eyes lit up, and she said happily: "When you made dumplings last time, you wrapped two large plates, if the number of those two large plates of dumplings is seventy-two, of course you can't make seventy-two dumplings at the same time, because you don't have so many hands, you are wrapped one by one, before this, when you first learned to make dumplings, you must have been very slow and not good, right?" But after you can pack the first one, no matter how many you pack next? No matter what stuffing you wrap? You can wrap it up quickly, that's what you say, makes perfect, right? …… That is to say, I can't just try to meet the requirements you said, and I can't start by trying to stab seventy-two at the same time, I have to take my time one by one, and wait until I prick the same ring hundreds, thousands, thousands of times...... When I can stab it with a sword, whether it's at rest or in swing, then it's easy to go back and stab the seventy-two, right? ”

Seeing Ji Ruoxue looking at him excitedly, the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The truth is such a truth, but what is the reason why you take dumplings as an example?"

"Old man, you know Xue'er's mind best." Ji Ruoxue laughed.

"I don't understand." The old man also laughed.

"The dumplings you made last time were so delicious."

"Do you remember all these days?"

"Yes! We haven't eaten dumplings in so many days. ”

……

After a conversation like this lasted for a cup of tea, I heard the old man say helplessly: "I'm afraid of you, eat dumplings at night."

"You're so nice, old man."

"What's stuffing?"

"Just the one you ate last time."

……

……

After eating the dumplings, Ji Ruoxue took the sword again to practice the iron ring, and this time the old man did not say anything to stop her, but watched with interest.

I saw that this time Ji Ruoxue did not directly enter the bamboo again, but stood on the outside of the bamboo and picked an iron ring, and only focused on stabbing the iron ring, the sword came out of the sheath and pierced into the iron ring, and then continued to stab out, and then retracted and stabbed out...... And so on and so forth, once, twice, three times...... Three hundred and sixteen, three hundred and seventeen, three hundred and eighteen, the sound of "dang", and the sword still touched the iron ring when it was three hundred and nineteenth.

"I don't practice anymore." Ji Ruoxue said in a calm tone, putting her sword back into its sheath.

"Not bad, not bad...... The little girl's heart is much stronger than that in the daytime. The old man lying under the eaves appreciated.

"Old man, why are you different from others?" Ji Ruoxue leaned over to the old man and said.

"Is there one? What's the difference? The old man said with a smile.

"It's different everywhere, let's take Xue'er practicing swords in the morning! It's the first time Xue'er has seen a teacher take the initiative to ask a student to rest, and the gentleman who taught Xue'er to read has never done this before......" Ji Ruoxue said.

"That's it?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"Haha...... Then I ask you, will you obediently do what the gentlemen who forced you to study ask? ”

"Of course not, the more they force Xue'er, the more Xue'er will get tired, even if she does it because she is afraid of her father's punishment, she will do it perfunctorily...... Ji Ruoxue said truthfully.

"Look... That's why, when they force you to do it, you are reluctant to do it, even if you do it, you are perfunctory, and I didn't force you to do it, but you consciously did it after eating, and you did it very seriously...... Isn't that incredible? ”

The old man took a sip of wine and continued: "Learning this thing is for yourself after all, so you must really want to learn it in order to learn it, learn it quickly, and learn it well...... If you are forced to learn, even if you are there to behave, how can you really learn if your mind is not there? ”

"You're so right, old man." Ji Ruoxue praised: "If all the gentlemen in the world are like you......"

"It's all like me, it's a mess." The old man took the words with a smile and continued: "Only a strict master can produce a high apprentice, and this method like mine is only effective when facing students like you, and if you are someone else, you may be mistaken for someone's children."

"Is that so?"

Ji Ruoxue was thoughtful, and after a while, she continued to ask: "Old man, why do you want me to focus on the barbed iron ring?"

"You'll understand when you stab it millions of times." The old man said lightly.

(End of chapter)

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