There is a person who has been waiting for Master Tianshui.

Master Tianshui sat down in the meditation hall and met the three big Buddhas, with a serene face and sitting on the lotus. Looking at the sea Guanyin, the expression is graceful. The red and green canopy, fluttering in the breeze, purifying the beings of the bitter sea, the eighteen arhats, the door gods, the long eyebrows, the wine, the knees, the tiger, the dragon, admiration, and contemplation...... Ciwei laughed...

After a long time, Evil Xiaoqi finally met Master Tianshui with eyes as bright as stars at the peak of Tingfeng Valley.

Dressed in azure clothes, standing between the peak and the pine waves, Master Tianshui stared at the rolling clouds and mist, waiting quietly. Under Lang Lang Qiankun, he is like a pole of bamboo that grows on the cliff, with a clear posture and clear bones.

Where the mountain breeze rises, the pine waves roar, a bit like the tide crashing on the shore. Evil Xiaoqi stared at Master Tianshui quietly, and the distant and ethereal sound penetrated the pine and forest seas, like a Buddhist chant from a Buddhist temple, and like a Buddha's sad sigh for all things in the red dust.

"Chopping the sword," the boy muttered to himself, his expression confused.

The knife in his hand hid a deep knife intent of confusion, and Evil Xiaoqi couldn't help but hold it tightly, but when he held it, it was already broken in his heart. The sword intent sprouted savagely in his heart, and it seemed that a voice said to him, "When you know this, you actually know a lot."

But what do I know?

Master Tianshui didn't look at the evil Xiaoqi, but there was the shadow of Songtao reflected in his deep eyes. He squinted his eyes and said slowly: "The Buddhist scriptures say that the Buddha can empty all appearances and become ten thousand wisdoms, but cannot destroy the karma. Who can extinguish the Buddha's indestructible karma? Only by relying on ourselves in this world, not everyone has the opportunity to do what they want to do, but we should try to do the right things. Even if we can't resist the coming of night, we must stand under the stars and look up to the light. ”

"The chopping knife can advance or retreat...", the master suddenly said aloud, and his voice seemed to drown out the vast pine waves.

Chopping is different from chopping, and the cover is a method of slashing from the top to the bottom with a knife edge. At the same time, the back of the knife cover is split diagonally downward, and the foot is a right front lunge.

For several days in a row, the sun of Evil Xiaoqi practiced until the peak was hidden in the depths of the mountain. The sunset rises upwards and surrounds the temples on the hilltop.

Evil Xiaoqi felt that there was a warm breath in the dantian in his abdomen, swimming from the five internal organs in his body, and a warm force seeped into his body from the vest, slowly wandering in every meridian and every vein, and Evil Xiaoqi suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his body.

After a long time, that feeling gradually faded.

It's done, my evil Xiaoqi can finally go down the mountain. The irrepressible excitement made his blood flow faster.

The first thing the evil Xiaoqi, who had a martial arts vein, had to do when he returned to the mansion was to find trouble with Jia Zheng.

Ordinary people couldn't hide when they saw this Hades-like gentleman, and the only big Sima Gongzi in Jincheng who could compete with him had something happened and was urgently summoned to the palace.

Now the city defense of this Jincheng has transferred a large number of officers and soldiers from the south gate, and it is said that they are the cronies arranged by Zhai Gonggong. The food and drink are all covered by Jiafu, which is a good job of fishing for oil and water. Jia Zheng, who was already stubborn and arrogant, was even more empty-eyed and domineering.

That day, Jia Zheng walked in Xiangyangfang with a few doormen, and at a glance he saw the little seven who didn't know the height of the sky, and couldn't help but look pale.

There are only two main streets in Xiangyangfang, one from south to north and one from east to west, and the most famous is the cross street. The intersection concentrates the best of the city.

In the roadside stalls, there are still some people selling food, baking hu cakes, boiling wontons and stewings, and there are also people selling pastries and fruits that have been made early.

The cold air is filled with the smell of sweetness.

The young man lay on his back on a rosewood Taishi chair, supported the chair with one hand, supported his head, and put the other hand on the chair, just patting it gently. His eyes only looked at the floating clouds floating in the sky, and he didn't look straight ahead, Jia Zheng came over, and he didn't know it. Evil Xiaoqi didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, and he couldn't see the change in his expression clearly in the shadows wrapped in the black umbrella. The steamed bun faithfully held the big black umbrella, trying to block the hot sky as much as possible, and the already dark face was already dripping with sweat.

The originally bustling street seemed to have quieted down for a moment, and the air was filled with the smell of scorching gunpowder.

His brows furrowed slightly, and the essence of the glass flashed in the depths of Jia Zheng's eyes.

Although it is a domineering nature, it is a big family with some background after all. It can't be compared with the ordinary people at the bottom, Jia Zheng looked at the evil Xiaoqi sitting there. The outline was blurry and dark, except for the knife that slung across his lap, dappled with daylight.

Evil Xiaoqi's back was facing the building sign in the neighborhood, and the morning light was shining on his shoulders, also illuminating the old city wall behind. The mottled stucco on the walls has long since fallen off. Dust flying in the air shimmered golden in the sunlight.

"It turned out to be the first young man in Jincheng, Jia Mou made you wait for a long time. I don't know what to do. Although the tone was light, it was not without contempt. Jia Zheng sighed slightly in his heart, he was really naïve and stupid, but in order to avenge the last shot. It's ridiculous that you can do it just by stubborn arrogance. In fact, Jia Zheng is also arrogant, and he really doesn't look down on those who are not arrogant, after all, there are no capable people who are not arrogant. But when he looked at the evil Xiaoqi, he felt ridiculously stubborn.

"This kid doesn't know how thick the sky is, so it's better to hand it over. For the sake of the old evil man's face, he may be able to leave a whole corpse. The doorman next to Jia Zheng was Feng Wu, whose face was eternally gloomy. He whispered, "It is said that there is a boy who has been learning swordsmanship in the mountains for a few days, and he must be him. ”

Jia Zheng waved his hand and signaled: "Don't be in a hurry, just use the understanding of the evil Xiaoqi, even if the teacher is famous." It is also rotten wood that cannot be carved, and it is not enough to hang teeth. Then he turned to the other two doormen and said, "Young Master Ben is in a good mood today, so I'll play with him." ”

A few prodigal children in the wine shop on the second floor were lying on the window and eating melon seeds, and the skin of melon seeds popped out of their mouths and spit downstairs.

"Who the fuck is upstairs, looking for death. Feng Wu touched his head with his hand, and there were a few more pieces of melon seed skin in his palm, and he couldn't help but tilt his head in anger and scold.

The windows of the liquor store closed as fast as they could, and several figures on the panes moved up and down before disappearing quickly.

The sunlight shined through the lantern under the eaves and onto Jia Zheng's face, illuminating a light gray. The haze in his eyes was a little more.

The vendors on both sides of the street did not dare to shout loudly, quietly watching the scene on the street, and the timid couldn't help but secretly sweat for this master and servant.

Evil Xiaoqi raised his eyelids, his gaze was careless, but there was always a little smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was not obedient. The cynical temperament and youthfulness are well combined, making his whole person look evil and special.

Jia Zheng pulled out a bronze short sword from his waist and slowly approached Evil Xiaoqi.

"Today, the evil boy will let you understand what the real chopping knife is. With that, Evil Xiaoqi straightened up and stretched a big lazy waist, and the soft sunlight shone on his smiling face, which was extremely evil.

A blank light swept through, like a hole in the sunlight, and the hole was full of blank nothingness. Although it is just a short sword, it also has a supernatural sword intent, like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole.

Evil Xiaoqi smiled, his wrist flicked, and the knife flowers flew like a piece of flowing clouds.

The screeching sound of "Zheng" metal shook the eardrums of those present.

It turns out that this Jia Zheng's swordsmanship is not low, but it is well disguised, and it only uses five points of strength, it seems that there is less evil and more evil. The steamed bun clenched his fists nervously beside him, and cold sweat broke out in his palms. I can't help but think stupidly, the evil young man's skills are too confident, and the flaws have long been exposed. You have to think about it.

The evil little seven horizontal knives immediately glowed, and the murderous spirit was soaring, only to see the blood surging in the hearts of the people around him. But I don't know that there is no tangible progress, and it can really attract people's attention in ornamentality. But the sword is not strong, and it was almost taken advantage of by Jia Zheng's short sword several times.

Evil Xiaoqi thought of Master Tianshui's Zen words that were close to Sanskrit singing, and he concentrated on calming his mind, only focusing on the recklessness on the knife, and had nothing to do with it.

A drop of water fell silently from the heavens and the earth, and the sword light flashed, breaking the crystal water droplet. In an instant, small water droplets seemed to float on the petals of peach blossoms, thousands of pearls that shimmered with brilliance.

Jia Zheng sneered, watching Evil Xiaoqi silently condense the sword technique, and the sword flower water pattern spread and spread

The blue is dazzling.

Some people couldn't help but praise: "The green wind comes out, and the clouds and thunder are shocked." ”

The steamed bun turned around sharply, his eyes went over the heads of a few prodigal children who were standing under the wine shop, and finally he didn't look at the master who spoke amazingly. Afterwards, he recalled that the tone of his speech was very similar to that of the old man Feng. But I think it's unlikely, how can an official who was mixed in the imperial court in the first half of his life realize the power out of thin air?

The blade shuddered and slanted down in a brief moment of daylight. Just like the constricted eyes, it is sobering.

Evil Xiaoqi squinted his eyes, and his emaciated shoulder blades shrank slightly. The chopping knife trick was silently condensed in his heart, and he was about to make a move. Suddenly, a scream pierced the silent afternoon: "Evil young master, the master called you home for dinner." ”

As soon as the splitting technique was interrupted, the knife in Evil Xiaoqi's hand suddenly sank, and the majestic aura in his heart suddenly dissipated, and the muffled pain spread from his shoulder to his heart.

"Evil Shao should go home and eat first, otherwise how can there be a knife trick with strength, not to mention that the sword is not a strong thing, and it is difficult for ordinary people to surpass it. Jia Zheng's cynicism caused several doormen around him to burst into laughter.

Evil Xiaoqi blushed and left with a knife, followed by a subordinate who didn't seem to be very smart, but sometimes he couldn't see through it.

It's always dangerous to have that kind of person around.

Old man Feng has persuaded Evil Xiaoqi more than once, pointing out that this steamed bun has a very high level of understanding, and it is not even below your evil youth. You should be careful in the future, and there are some things that you should be prevented from.

The unruly evil Xiaoqi cares about this, and said with a big grin, understanding is the root of wisdom. It's not that you learned it by reading books and apprentices, you are born and raised, how can you prevent it? I see that your old man Feng has been in the court for a long time, and he is wary of everyone.

At this time, the old man Feng sighed, the old man has read countless people, and he will naturally find that extraordinary person.

Evil Xiaoqi is right to think about it, don't look at the steamed buns that are usually stupid, but he has some opinions in martial arts.