When Yingxian finished dressing up and came to the edge of the Huanying Pond in Yunyin Garden with a silk sword in hand, he found that Ji Linghuang was already standing under a willow tree waiting for him. Looking from afar, I vaguely saw the silhouette of the man's face that was steep and not sharp. Dressed in a navy blue swordsman suit, cut into a thin style with narrow sleeves and a bee waist, it looks even more upright and Yinghua in the morning light. Somehow, a faint heat has reached the root of the ear. Looking down at his clothes: the apricot yellow flowing cloud silk pants that he rarely wears are not trimmed, but they are also vigilant.

Calming down, he approached Ji Linghuang, and when he turned around, he said softly: "Ji ...... Son. ”

Ji Linghuang nodded to Yingxian, but there was no expression on his face. When Yingxian was ready, he shook his left hand neatly, and the sword was immediately unsheathed. Stretched out his right hand and slowly drew his sword, a long pool like ice and snow, stabbing Ying Xian and couldn't open his eyes. Unleash your silk sword at the moment. The sword body is thin and tough, clear as autumn water, smooth as silk. The two swords are raised at the same time, and the pride of the view is suddenly born.

Suddenly, Ji Linghuang swung his sword in front of Yingxian's eyes, and a cold arc of light was drawn in the air, and the sound of the dragon's groan pierced his ears. Yingxian was startled and involuntarily took a few steps back. However, in an instant, Ji Linghuang had already inserted the long sword into the scabbard and gently placed it on the ground.

What's the situation? Ying Xian was shocked to himself, Ji Linghuang said: "Just now you saw Nianrong's sword unsheathed for the first time, right?" ”

"Uh, yes."

"The second time you see it unsheathed, your swordsmanship will be considered to have begun to take shape."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Linghuang bent down and picked up a peach wood sword from the ground that was only used by Taoist priests to cast spells. Yingxian suddenly realized. It turned out that he was going to teach himself with a wooden sword and fight against the silk sword.

"From now on, you will stab me and cut me with your silk sword. No matter what method you use or what direction you take, as long as your sword can touch my body, you will win. Otherwise...... You're going to have to figure it out all the time. Ji Linghuang stared at Yingxian and said sentence by sentence, his tone was calm, but it made Yingxian's heart inexplicably nervous.

"Good!" As soon as Yingxian's words fell, the soft silk sword had stabbed out flatteningly forward, and the castration was very fierce. Ji Linghuang hurriedly shrunk his chest and retreated, but he could avoid this stab. The blade of the Yingxian sword flipped over, and a large arc was drawn from bottom to the right from bottom to top, Ji Linghuang leaned back, his figure was not dashing, and he dodged again. His footsteps moved quickly, and his mouth said: "It's not right, come again." Ying Xian staggered forward, and with his belt arm, he waved his arm from top to bottom. It's just that the action is too obvious, and Ji Linghuang flashed sideways, but instead found a gap and stretched out his wrist to take it, and was about to pinch Yingxian's wrist. Yingxian was in pain, his fingers loosened, and the silk sword fell to the ground in an instant.

The sound of "clang" was just the crisp, helpless, and unwilling first sound of the countless times the long sword fell to the ground.

Yingxian was not discouraged, picked up the soft silk sword, and decided to brake statically to carefully observe the direction of Ji Linghuang's body movement. But Ji Linghuang was still in front of his sight just now, and in a flash, he had already fallen behind Yingxian. Yingxian did not turn around, but reflexively turned the tip of the sword from front to back. How could Ji Linghuang be wary of it. The moment the tip of the sword arrived, two fingers were windy, and he actually pinched the tip of the sword firmly with his index finger and big finger. No matter how hard Yingxian tried, he couldn't twitch the silk sword for half a minute or a half. had no choice but to let go of his palm and let Ji Linghuang throw the silk sword to her.

In the courtyard where the fragrance of flowers flowed as before, the clouds lived in the wind, and only Ji Ling's cold voice sounded in his ears: "The four actions you did just now are stabbing the sword, flirting the sword, splitting the sword and piercing the back. I'm going to do it again now, and you'll see if that's the case?"

Ying Xian fixed his eyes, and every move was a sword style that he used appropriately, so he had to nod. Ji Linghuang said again: "However, every action you made is not in place. Now you see how I do it. So he slowed down his body and moved his sword one by one. Originally, the sword was valued for being fast, and he was so soothing that he was no longer sharp. Yingxian can still feel a light and chic sword intent.

Ji Linghuang demonstrated and explained the essentials of these four basic swordsmanship. Where to be fast, where to be soft, how to exert strength, how to lead the sword, all understand. Only then did Ying Xian realize that Ji Linghuang deliberately moved his body just now to let himself naturally use his sword by feeling. Then he breaks down and repeats his irregular movements, and then demonstrates, explains, and corrects them, so that his impression and understanding of these basic sword styles will be much deeper.

Ji Linghuang finished the demonstration, and it was the turn of Yingxian to make the sword. I figured out where the joints were, and corrected all the wrong postures. Although I was tired and sweaty, my movements made great progress. However, when Ji Linghuang saw it, he only praised it slightly.

During the break, Haruyan brought fresh fruits and a drink called loquat dew. The loquat dew is bright yellow in color, a wisp of fragrance, and it is intoxicating to smell. When asked, it was boiled with the best loquat sent from the palace and honey to make a thick juice, and then used to soak in water. Yingxian took a sip, and the taste was sweet and mellow. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Ji Linghuang and saw that he was drinking very happily. I can't help but feel happy.

In the late days, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. If you can learn the sword here all the time, wouldn't it be a quick thing? Yingxian was in a daze, but Ji Linghuang stood up and said, "Okay, let's have something new." ”

The cloud beasts were enthusiastic in the sky, conjuring up various situations, suddenly lying in wait and cage, and suddenly rolling and galloping. An hour passes like an arrow. On this day, Yingxian learned what a sword chopping, wiping sword and cloud sword were. Before leaving, Ji Linghuang said: "Today is your attack and my defense, so you use the sword attack style." One day, when you force me to use the peachwood sword, I will be able to know what the sword styles are for defense. ”

Yingxian said in his heart: Although this Ji Gongzi doesn't seem to be smiling, he really has a set. Just as he wanted to say a few words of gratitude, Ji Linghuang said "farewell", turned around and drifted away.

*****

For several days, Ji Linghuang came to Yunyin Garden on time to fight against Yingxian. But apart from teaching and discussing sword poses, the two did not communicate much. Until now, Yingxian has only learned from others that Ji Linghuang's identity is Situ Xi's guard, serving in the Xinwang Mansion, and his grade is from the third grade. I still don't know anything else. However, after a few days, Ying Xian has been exposed to various attack sword styles and has a preliminary understanding of the characteristics of the sword. On the eighth day, Yingxian forced Ji Linghuang to use a peachwood sword with a sweeping sword, and listened to him spit out two words: "Grid sword". Since then, the two have exchanged offense and defense, and Yingxian has successively learned defensive swordsmanship such as swords, pressing swords, and hanging swords. In less than half a month, all the basic sword strings had been passed. Practice hard every day in order to be proficient.

It was another sunny morning, Yingxian was facing a sword with Ji Linghuang, and suddenly heard a clear voice from behind: "Sure enough, it is a famous teacher and a high apprentice." The two stopped their swords and looked at each other, but it was Situ Xi. I saw him wearing a purple cloud satin robe with wide sleeves and wide body, a white jade belt with a unicorn pattern, and striding towards his boots with yellow satin and blue soles. The jade skin is soft, the face is full of clear smile, and the handsome is extraordinary. Yingxian hurriedly saluted. Situ Xi said: "Ling Huang, why didn't you think about letting you teach me a few tricks before?" It doesn't seem too difficult. You see how fast Yingxian has progressed. ”

Ji Linghuang replied: "Miss Yingxian studies and practices hard every day, except for an hour I taught her, she doesn't know how much effort she spent pondering and reviewing below. Your Highness, if you have this time, I'm afraid you will use it somewhere else. ”

"This is what I say, and those who know me are Mo Ruojun." Situ Xi raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled, and said, "By the way, I came to tell you that Wei Chunzhi finally found someone who could interpret the letter." I went to his house early this morning to see the man. ”

Both of them were shocked. Yingxian asked curiously, "Who is it?" What did he mean by saying the letter? ”

"This man wrote me a translated letter. You all come and see. It's not a big deal, but it's a lot of fun. ”

Reading the letter, a piece of paper is small, and the writing is also correct. However, the translated content was 108,000 miles away from the original letter, and it turned out to be a letter from a wandering son to his father. In addition to greeting home, he also introduced the customs and customs he saw along the way, and there were many unbelievable places. After reading the letter, Yingxian couldn't cry or laugh: "This is what he wrote?" ”

"Yes, when it is translated in person, it is very fast. I asked a few more questions, and he answered them fluently, with basically no loopholes. Situ Xi replied confidently.

Ying Xianxin said: It's over, these two princes have been tricked. But...... Since there is no bounty, why would this man do this?

Situ Xi said again: "This person is a strange talent, but he is really a strange person. At present, they have no fixed place to live. So I took him back to the palace of the king for the time being. What to do, I haven't figured it out yet. ”

"What is the origin of this person? Has Your Highness figured it out? Ji Linghuang suddenly asked.

"He did reveal something to me. It is said that his parents died early, and he entered the Tao since he was a child, and traveled all over the world with his master, so he learned a lot of strange things. This language was learned from an old man in Xiguo who had returned from going to sea. The man called it 'Flying Star Text'. ”

It can be "tolerated" or "tolerated". A short, strange sound finally came out of Yingxian's throat. Situ Xi asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Yingxian secretly wondered: Anyway, my sister always asks me about the situation of the second prince. If I tell him this joke, I'm 'debriefing.'" Why should I demolish the man now? Let's see what he really does. Bright eyes flowed, and Yan Ran smiled: "It's nothing." I just think the name 'Flying Star Text' is quite funny. The ancestor who used this kind of writing must have been a visitor from outside the world! ”

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