Chapter Twenty-Eight: Diligence

Xie Zihao didn't care about Qi Shang's nonsense, and asked Song Yang lightly: "What do you think?" ”

The porcelain doll asked inexplicably, and Song Yang could understand it: "What do you mean, what do you think?" ”

"The matter of killing the dogs and cavalry." Because she was lying behind Song Yang, when she spoke, she seemed to be breathing in Song Yang's ear, and the itching was also warm, Fu Laosi wanted to laugh, but felt too abrupt, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it.

After the porcelain doll finished speaking, he was afraid that he would not understand, so after a slight pause, he added: "You and Yan have an enmity, the Yan army is secretly moving, and the wolf pawn notices something unusual... Now you kill all the wolf pawns who know about it, and wait until you help Yan Jun. ”

Song Yang understood her question.

Killing the wolf pawn is just because of the kindness in the bottom of his heart, and he can't talk about avenging the people who died in the village, at best, he doesn't want to see those women being humiliated again, but saving people is also like helping Yan invisibly. Helping Yan is to help Jingtai and help Yanding...... Help the enemy.

Song Yang didn't expect this to be the case beforehand, if he had known earlier, would he have come to save people again, and would he not leave a living mouth for the wolf pawn? Song Yang was not sure about this, but now he was sure that those wolf pawns would be killed if they were killed, and he would not regret it, let alone be annoyed, and replied to Xie Zimiao: "There are always some things that are mixed together and cannot be clearly distinguished." ”

As he spoke, he galloped forward and ran for a while, and Song Yang spoke again: "Actually... In addition, there is a key, if you can kill the damned, you will still be alive quickly. ”

Xie Zimiao thought about it, she didn't understand it very well, but it didn't matter, she didn't need to be a person and everything was clear, she knew that it was enough for Song Yang to be calm in her heart, the porcelain doll turned her head sideways, in an old posture, leaned her cheek on Song Yang's shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.

After a moment, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to laugh, but soon she held back again.

In the next two days, in addition to the necessary adjustments and rests, the group did not have the slightest delay, seven up and eight down according to the route that had been designed long ago. After crossing the border, the farther you run from the frontier, you finally leave the war zone and enter the real savannah.

At that time, under the jurisdiction of Chang Tingwei, there was an exclusive yasi responsible for spying on the enemy outside the country, and later with the death of Lord Xie, the overseas forces also disappeared, but there were still a few loyal pawns preserved, and Man Man got in touch with Mr. Bo again, and merged into the lackeys of Xie Men.

Song Yang and his entourage walked for two more days, Qi Shang got in touch with his fellow men in Dog Rong, and with the response of the 'locals', the rest of the trip was much more relaxed.

The dog Rong herdsmen are also yellow-skinned, and the Han people are not of the same clan but can be counted as the same species, Song Yang and others do disguise, change into herdsmen's clothes, look inconspicuous, language barrier does not matter, no matter what happens on the way, there is a local 'puppy' to deal with, no need to worry about the thieves at all. The dogs were ready to ride their horses and carts, and they dressed up as wandering merchants on the grassland, and chased after the mission.

At this point, Song Yang has really settled down...... With his companions, he never regarded himself as a leader, but everyone around him would go deep into a foreign realm because of himself, Song Yang always carried the spirit of twelve, and did not dare to have the slightest carelessness, he took everyone out, he must take everyone back again, only the class is not among them, the end point of this old prime minister is the Uighurs, whether it is the itinerary or life.

When he was in a hurry on this day, Song Yang urged the horse to walk side by side with Luo Guan, who was the leader of the team: "I was concentrating on the road a few days ago, and there was something I didn't have time to ask. ”

Luo Guan seemed to know what Song Yang wanted to ask, and glanced at him sideways: "Martial arts? ”

Song Yang nodded: "You see it?" ”

Unexpectedly, Luo Guan shook his head again: "What do you see?" ”

It would not be strange if Chen Hui would speak so much in the preface, but Luo Guan has always been very normal, and he jumped out two strange words, Song Yang was choked by him for a while, and after a while, he smiled helplessly, and started directly from the beginning: "You know my martial arts very well, if you are bare-handed, the top grade samurai is the top, and when you have a knife in your hand, you are expected to step into the word B, if the knife in your hand is a dragon sparrow, the combat power can be improved again, of course, holding the dragon sparrow is still far away from the word A." ”

After Luo Guan nodded, Song Yang continued: "But a few days ago, when I was fighting with the Dog Rong cavalry... I feel like I've improved my martial arts a bit... The combat power exerted by the 'Spring Shirt' is similar to the power of holding a dragon sparrow in peacetime. ”

After speaking, he deliberately accentuated his tone: "The last time I held the spring shirt, it must be stronger than when I held the red sleeve knife." ”

The red sleeves are fragrant, the spring shirt is thin and cool, and the two treasure knives are a pair, from the same piece of iron pith and from the same refining furnace, and the power is not equal, and it can simply be regarded as a knife. And Song Yang's lethality with a spring shirt is greater than when he uses red sleeves, which naturally shows that his martial arts have improved again.

This is a great thing, but what makes Song Yang wonder is that he can't figure out why he has improved...... If it weren't for the bloody killing that night, he wouldn't have known that he had progressed.

This is too unbelievable, a profound warrior can use his internal strength to probe his own situation, which is the so-called 'inner vision', what kind of cultivation he is, how much strength he can use, and how much he can exert when fighting, these are for a martial artist of Song Yang's level, it is as if ordinary people know how many fingers they have, which is so clear that it can't be clearer.

Song Yang found that his combat power had increased inexplicably when he was fighting, and the stunned feeling in his heart was like a porcelain doll guessing fists with others, and he stretched out his hand and suddenly found that he was a six-fingered ...... You must know that the last time Song Yang improved his martial arts, he was forced by Chen Hui to break through the 'three passes' at Qingyang Station, and later Chen Hui also asserted that Song Yang's martial arts achievements stopped there, and there was almost no possibility of progress.

It is true that Song Yang has been busy all these years, but he has never relaxed his cultivation of martial arts, but no matter how diligent he is, he can only ensure that he does not regress and never advances...... Until a few days ago to kill the barbarians.

This progress is not too exaggerated, and the words of the bare hands still failed to break through the boundaries of the grandmaster, but it is clear that there is an improvement, and Song Yang can't figure it out, so he came to ask Luo Guan for advice.

Improving cultivation is a good thing, of course Song Yang is happy, but as the top good doctor in the world, the feeling of losing control of his body is too bad, first the nosebleed is inexplicable, and the improvement of combat power is not clear, I don't know if these two things have anything to do with each other, if Song Yang is not worried, he will be too heartless.

Regarding Song Yang's question, Luo Guan didn't care much, shook his head and said, "I can see that you are cultivating diligently, but you said that you didn't deliberately practice hard, and your progress is strange...... How can I understand something you can't figure out yourself. ”

Song Yang was unwilling: "Or, you help me think about it, what could it be?" ”

This time, Luo Guan pondered for a while, and did not directly say the reason, but started a new topic: "You Lichuan Your dragon bird killing method is quite special, all your cultivation is for the sword, so having a knife in hand can make your strength soar." But if you really have to calculate it more seriously, your cultivation should be classified as a top-grade masterpiece, even if you have a dragon sparrow in your hand, you can cut down the first-time person who is on the second word, in terms of the fundamentals, you are still the best grade. ”

Song Yang nodded, this is a truth that has long been understood, excluding the soldiers' battlefield killing kung fu and the bad officer's kung fu of catching thieves and killing thieves, no matter the sect of martial arts in Middle Earth, the general outline of all internal strength exercises is not for fighting and hurting people, ordinary ones are for self-cultivation and fitness, and the law of advanced martial arts is to cultivate the mind and understand the surname, or in other words, the original intention of martial arts is a kind of personal cultivation, and there is no essential difference between it and ascetics and bhikshunis, and fighting can only be regarded as a 'side effect'.

With the topic of 'cultivation', the grade division of advanced martial arts is not purely based on combat power, so there is a situation where Song Yang is now 'able to fight Yi Chu, but he is not yet a grandmaster'.

"From the top grade to the grandmaster, pay attention to the potential," Luo Guan continued: "Cultivation to this point is already regarded as the surname of the heart kung fu, and it depends on the word 'enlightenment'. ”

When Chen had a brain attack in Phoenix City and mistook Song Yang as a 'little Luo Guan', he also explained this truth to him, but unfortunately the truth is illusory, especially for Song Yang, a 'modern person', it is not so easy to understand.

What exactly is the potential, Song Yang has never figured it out. Let's not talk about how to 'return' and where to 'return', he doesn't even understand what that 'meaning' means.

"It's because I don't understand that I have to 'realize', this 'meaning', and the 'void' after 'meaning', are things that can only be understood, and I can't explain it clearly. What's more, even if an individual understands his own way of doing it, it is useless to explain it clearly. Luo Guan could see his confusion, so he explained to him, and then said: "You have lived with Master for a while, you should understand that our sect seeks the truth from paintings... Drawing the sun is just a method used for comprehension. ”

Song Yang smiled bitterly: "What do you mean, don't you let me learn to paint too?" ”

The bow hides the power of the sun and fire, and the arrow contains the power of the fierce, so Chen Hui paints the sun in a vein to seek the true meaning; Song Yang pondered his dragon bird killing method, what should he paint if he really wanted to paint? Draw dead people?

Luo Guan coughed and said with a smile: "The brain is so rigid, it's really not material for learning martial arts, and it's already an eye-opener to have the current achievements." Painting the sun is only useful for us, and if you draw it, it will be in vain. The exercises are very different, the mental methods are different, and the methods of enlightenment are also different. As for how you should comprehend the way of the dragon sparrow, I dare not say anything, but ......"

Speaking of this, the Great Grandmaster's words changed: "I've seen you kill people. ”

Song Yang was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

Luo Guan accentuated his tone and repeated again: "I've seen you kill!" ”

Answering exactly the same twice, Song Yang was a little confused, wondering if he asked the Great Grandmaster what he meant again, would Luo Guan say again, 'I've seen you kill people'? From this, Song Yang remembered an object that only existed in his previous life: a repeater.

(To be continued)