On that day, the Donghairpin Poetry Meeting, a butterfly love flower, a little bit of depression, a little love, called the hall unforgettable.

Naturally, the word spread.

In this era of subtlety, this poem is a love poem that can no longer be moved.

The talented man surnamed Gu wrote such words for a dusty woman, and fell into a reputation for infatuation. It was this infatuation that caused countless girls and ladies to cry, and even wrote this poem on their handkerchiefs, and often took it out to read.

The talented scholars wrote lyrics and said that they were fu, but unfortunately no one could clearly say that short butterfly love flower. In just two paragraphs, this love is indeed very deep.

I could only shake my head and sigh, that Gu Gongzi and the bitter life of the fairy girl.

This word spread in the streets and alleys of the market, and became more and more popular, until finally it even reached the palace of the great king.

King Qin Zhaoxiang looked at the paperwork in his hand, shook his head and laughed.

"This Wu Anjun is really old and strong, this battle hasn't been fought yet, but he went to the widow's East Hairpin Building to rob the girl first. Let him go, as long as he can mix with his fierce lady, why not, ah? Hahahaha. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the paperwork and said to the eunuch on the side.

"King, there is a song in the city recently, and it is also related to the painting fairy girl robbed by Wu Anjun."

"Oh?" A hint of interest flashed in King Qin's eyes: "You should listen to it with the widow." ”

"Yes." The eunuch bowed: "This word is like this: leaning on the dangerous building and the wind is fine." Looking forward to the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky. In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke. Speechless, who will rely on will.

I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture. When it comes to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually widened, and I never regretted it. For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard. ”

King Qin heard it, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, as if he remembered something, and read it with a deep face: "The clothes and belts are gradually widened and I will not regret it, and I will make people haggard for Yi." ”

"Good words..." King Qin took a breath and sorted out his expression: "Who is this lyricist?" Don't tell me, it's the old man who is white, it can't be him, he has a few pounds and two pounds, I know, he can fight a war, this lyrics, it's impossible. ”

Seeing that King Qin was a little out of shape, the eunuch wiped the sweat on his head, he didn't dare to lose his temper, and he didn't dare to see King Qin's gaffe.

"Hui Yu Wang, it's not Wu Anjun, it is rumored that it was made by a talented man surnamed Gu, and he gave it to the fairy girl who painted it."

"A talented man surnamed Gu?" King Qin was stunned, there was such a talented man, why had he never heard of this name.

The eunuch hurriedly continued: "Great King, this apprentice of Wu Anjun is also surnamed Gu. And some time ago, there was also a poem by Miss Gu: Qingzun wine moonlight cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. ”

"Both of them are very good writers, and Wu Anjun came to pick up this painting fairy girl the next day, so I think these two are probably the same person."

After speaking, the eunuch lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything more.

If you talk too much, you will say the wrong thing.

"How many people have come back to fight in ancient times?" King Qin touched his beard and read carefully: "But he is an interesting person, no wonder Bai Qi'er would accept a girl as a protégé." ”

"I'm a little interested in meeting this God of War student." King Qin's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Just after this Changping, if she can come back alive."

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"Master." In a valley, surrounded by dense forests, there is no eye to see and there are few people.

A sharp-eyed child knelt down in front of an old man and bowed heavily.

This apprenticeship is considered to be completed.

Guiguzi sat cross-legged there, with an ordinary bronze long sword lying across his lap. There was a child standing beside him, taller than the kneeling boy, with black hair and a flat face, who looked to be only about ten years old.

raised his eyes to look at the child in front of him, and squinted his eyes: "Xiaozhuang, when you enter the Ghost Valley, you have to follow the rules of the Ghost Valley, you have thought about it." ”

The child knelt there and lowered his head: "Master, Wei Zhuang has already figured it out." ”

"Okay." Guigu closed his eyes and sighed deeply, the rules of Guigu ······

"From now on, you are my second protégé of Guiguzi, what you have learned, horizontal!"

"He's your senior brother, Gai Nie, what he learned, Zong!"

"You two have to remember, since you have entered the Ghost Valley, you must remember. I will teach you to study vertically and horizontally, and after you have completed your studies, you will go to find a way out and compete with each other. Vertically and horizontally, only one can live, and the one who survives is the next generation of Guiguzi. ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The boy who was kneeling on the ground answered at the same time as the boy who was standing next to him.

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"Today, we're talking about swords." Guiguzi sat on the soft collapse, and the two children in front of him, Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, each sat on the side, listening carefully.

"I'll ask you first." Guiguzi's eyes swept over the faces of the two, and his right hand pushed his bronze sword in front of him: "Tell me, what is a sword." ”

There was a short silence.

Gai Nie said first: "The sword, the king of a hundred soldiers, the sword, the gentleman, there is a way to advance and retreat, and to find the right in both vertical and horizontal." The top and bottom are the blades, and the middle is vertical, rather bending than bending, and it is also the way of man, and the body is fundamental. Retreat, return to the sheath and disappear, advance, and the edge is exposed. ”

The answer was very neat and reasonable, and Yi Gainie's temper should indeed give such an answer.

Wei Zhuang replied slower than Gai Nie, sat quietly and thought for a while, but finally only gave one sentence.

"The sword, the instrument of murder."

Guiguzi didn't say who was right and who was wrong, just nodded and said.

"It's all right, but what I want to talk to you about today is the path of the sword."

After speaking, he looked at his sword: "Where is this three-foot Qingfeng." ”

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie didn't speak, but looking at their eyes, they knew that they were listening very carefully, and even trying their best to remember.

Speaking of swords, Guiguzi had to think of the half of the disciples he taught, and the corners of Guigu's mouth turned up when he thought of the lazy girl.

I am afraid that no one can understand this sword more thoroughly than her.

And her theory of the five swords will sooner or later become the most reasonable theory of swordsmen in the world.

"As a teacher, he was once explained, and the fifth of the sword was said, and I will tell you today."

This first sentence frightened Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, this master of his own was a pedantic in their eyes, and this five swords was actually explained by him. What kind of realm is that person?

"The three feet of the sword are divided into five realms, namely: sharp sword, soft sword, heavy sword, wooden sword, and no sword."

"The sword is unintentional, fierce and fierce, and invincible······"

"The soft sword is impermanent, the moves have been exerted to the extreme, and the pursuit of change. Recruit and attack, style and change······"

"The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity is not worked. Such a realm ······"

"The wooden sword is invisible, and the swordsmanship has reached this point, not stagnate in things, and the grass, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people······"

"In the end, there is no sword and no move. This realm, and the last realm, is the evolution of heaven and earth, pointing directly to the source, there is no sword between heaven and earth, and there is only a sword. ”

After more than 100 words, Guiguzi finished speaking, and exhaled a deep breath of turbidity.

Gai Nie Weizhuang sat in place in a daze, they were new to the sword blade, but they could already faintly feel the meaning of the five swords, that is, this faint feeling, it had already benefited them a lot, and it also shocked them.

"Master." Wei Zhuang raised his eyes: "Who created this Five Swords Theory?" ”

He had secretly made up his mind that if he could in the future, he would come to his door and ask for advice. If you don't teach, you pray for one day, and if you don't, you pray for three days!

Guiguzi touched his beard, thought for a while, and said slowly.

"The person who created the Five Swords Theory can also be regarded as half of your senior sister."

"The teacher only taught her the sword, so she is not a protégé of the Ghost Valley, but she is a student of the teacher. In the way of the sword, she can be regarded as a genius, and her understanding of the sword is probably not as deep as her. ”

Teacher's students!?

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang looked at each other, that is, they were as big as them.

After a long time, Gai Nie asked slowly: "Teacher, this senior sister... What is your name? ”

"She? It's called Gu Nan, if you're lucky, you may see you in the future. ”

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Well, there are only two chapters today, don't ask why there are only two chapters, because there is no manuscript at all, hahaha, (side face wry smile).