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Chapter 193: Come at me

"Heavenly Sword is an extraordinary sword, passed down from generation to generation nine style sword song, but the old and decrepit nature does not like to kill, so the original nine style sword song is modified into the calligraphy nine potential, the pen, the pen, the pen, the hidden head, the tail, the momentum, the brush, the astringency, the horizontal scales and vertical nine strokes, the nine style of the sword song is based on killing, the so-called sword out of the sheath must drink blood, over time it is easy to be affected by the sword intent, calligraphy nine potentials are different, focusing on the practice of the mind."

After listening to the words of Renzheng, Liu Dashao gently pursed his mouth, he doesn't like to kill, who is the one who said, this sword was passed on to my hand and drank six hundred and six blood.

Even the little boy has to be killed for a long time, not to mention that 606 is not a little chicken, it is a person, but because of the old man's face, Liu Dashao had to listen quietly, and did not say anything to refute.

"The ancient scholars paid attention to the practice of the six arts of the gentleman, and the number of etiquette and music shooting imperial books was all fine, otherwise they could not be called gentlemen and sages, not good manners, not fine instrumental music, tired riding and shooting, calligraphy was ashamed to see, and there were few people who counted. The ancient gentlemen, all of whom are brilliant in literature and exquisite in martial arts, feel the past and the present, but sigh! Wen Renzheng's tone has the meaning of hatred, iron does not become steel.

However, his sigh this time also said that the world is the same, how can the current scholars still have people who are proficient in the six arts of gentlemen, even if there are still some complete etiquette among those long-standing big families, but the big families are only a few under the hundred thousand miles of rivers and mountains.

"Old man, the changes of the world have their own laws, as the saying goes, reading history is tantamount to worrying about the ancients, not to mention the current situation, the world is everywhere, and it is not for you and me to change the small people, why bother with hard work?"

"Shengdou Xiaomin also has the day when Dapeng rides the wind, not in his position, he does not seek his government, you don't have to slack off in his position, how long the dragon can last is old, I can't see it, I hope you Lang Lang young people can protect the immortal country that Taizu has worked hard to build for thousands of years."

"Old man, take the liberty of asking? As an emperor, why do you live in the wilderness? ”

"The Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, half of the ministers are old and decrepit protégés, and it may not be a blessing for the government and the opposition to be in power, how can this Great Dragon Dynasty be as simple as you think, and it is good to retreat early and bravely."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the lonely Wen Renzheng and stopped talking, although he hadn't experienced it, he could feel the feeling of the twilight of the secret hero in the old man's tone.

Wen Renzheng took out two books from his arms: "The nine-style sword songs that have been passed down from generation to generation and the nine-style sword tricks that have been recompiled by the old decay, if you want to practice the one, you can rest that one!" ”

"Which one is great?"

"The nine-style sword song is more important than attack, the style of killing the move, hurting the enemy and hurting one's own body, the nine-style sword technique has both attack and defense, and the moves are slightly inferior, and it is better to suppress the ferocity in the heart."

"Can't I practice them all?" Liu Dashao looked curiously at the two books in the old man's hand.

Hearing Renzheng, he was stunned, and looked at Liu Dashao, who was like a curious baby, with a tangled expression, if Liu Mingzhi knew how to read minds, he would definitely be able to know what the old man was thinking.

it, and this kind of operation? Why didn't you think of it?

The nine-style sword song lies in the attack, and the nine-style sword trick is integrated into the calligraphy and focuses on defense.

Hiss....... Wen Renzheng unconsciously pulled off a few whiskers.

"Boy, look at it, the old man only rehearses for you once, and it's up to you how much you can master."

After speaking, without waiting for Liu Dashao to react, his body flew out of the pavilion, and there was an extra dead branch in his hand between a few ups and downs.

Wen Renzheng's expression was solemn, he took out his sword and brushed it on the dead branches, the figures were stacked on top of each other, and they couldn't be identified at all, only the dust and sand floating in the air around him showed Wen Renzheng's unusualness.

Ordinary people can't wrap the dust around without dissipating.

A moment later, the inner courtyard seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and there were miscellaneous things everywhere, and Wen Renzheng threw aside the dead branches in his hands at will, and turned into an old man again.

"Boy, the land of the capital is not as good as the south of the Yangtze River, dignitaries abound, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon should not be underestimated, in that kind of land where the tiger is in the dragon plate, you have to restrain your temper and raise more temperament, otherwise the wolves are around, even if the four major families in the southeast and northwest these tigers can not stand it, if you can make friends, you can make friends, no friends are not provoked, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, but only the vital interests in the temple are the most important, there is no absolute friend, you can make a heart, but you can't make all of it, although the prince is generous by nature, as a companion, although he is a close minister, he can not exceed the system, he is the prince after all, you are so self-conscious. The voice ended, and Wen Renzheng's figure disappeared into the inner courtyard.

Liu Mingzhi held the Heavenly Sword in his hands high, knelt on the ground with a serious expression, and made a big salute in the direction of the courtyard gate: "Student Liu Mingzhi, thank you for the teachings of the teacher, and never forget." ”

"You fly, fly one and I'll take a look?"

Major Liu put the Heavenly Sword on the stone table, and waved it with his left and right hands, but the Heavenly Sword just lay there quietly without any reaction, completely ignoring the appearance of Renzheng cheering and jumping with a random move of the sword, not to mention flying around the pavilion and setting up in front of Liu Dashao, the key is that the Heavenly Sword didn't move.

"My day, I won't be tricked by the old man's tricks, right? This thing can't fly at all. Liu Mingzhi still didn't understand that although the Heavenly Sword has spirituality, it is only a dead thing after all, and the important thing is the person who uses the sword, not how miraculous the sword itself is.

A coquettish voice interrupted the contemplative Liu Mingzhi: "The surname Liu, what kind of ability is it to bully Sister Yun?" I have the ability to rush to this girl! ”

Kindness? Liu Dashao looked at Wen Ren Yunshu with a slight tooth and claw on the path outside the pavilion, and pinched his slender waist with both hands: "Why are you here?" "But when I think about it, I guess I came with the old man, so it's not strange.

Wenren Yunshu's face was slightly red and looked at Liu Dashao angrily: "Why don't I matter here, surnamed Liu, Sister Yun is so virtuous and virtuous, you bully her, are you still a man?" Sister Yun is your lady and I am reluctant to scold you, this girl is willing, I will not let you go if you dare to bully Sister Yun, if something comes to me, this girl can't beat you to death. ”

Liu Dashao looked at Wen Ren Yunshu who scolded him in confusion, and 10,000 alpacas flew by in his heart, what is this, it is simply inexplicable, the master is afraid of melting in his mouth, holding it in his hand for fear of falling, when did I bully her.

Thinking of this, Liu Dashao was not happy anymore, okay, you are here to find trouble: "The surname is Wen, and people are doing p30..... The sky is watching, the young master is doing the right thing, when have I ever bullied Yun'er. ”

"What was the P30 you were talking about?"

"Huawei Hand...... You care, I can say whatever I want, eat your rice, and say, when did the master bully my lady, I can't say why, the master is not finished with you. ”

"Phew, I'm really not a man, I dare not do it."

"Hey. Say sir, I'm not a man, you try! ”

Wen Ren Yunshu pinched his waist and took a step forward: "Try it, just try, you still dare to hit this girl!" You're not a man! ”

"Who wants to beat you, the master said that you said that I am not a man for you to try!"

"This girl also said, try it, you are not a man."

Liu Mingzhi gritted his teeth, this is a damn generation gap: "Is the master a man, you try?" ”

"Try it, what can you do?"

"Oh mom, are you from the Northland, how can you say it's quite authentic!"

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