Peng Wuhope's firewood knife flashed lightly a few times, and a stump the size of a bowl was immediately split into twenty-four pieces of wood the size of the same size, and he smiled proudly, "Hey, twenty-four, grandma, it's so easy. The fire is going to be very hot tonight."

Within a radius of thousands of miles of Tianmu Mountain, Yishan Green Valley, flowers and plants are flourishing, rare birds and beasts, thousands, and there are countless scenic spots. But the mountain here is dangerous, the road is difficult to walk, there are often fierce beasts infested, and today, the chaos is just flat, all kinds of waste are waiting to be rebuilt, the mountain road of Tianmu Mountain is in disrepair, the danger is abnormal, even the old woodcutter who is good at walking the mountain road does not want to walk here. Moreover, Li Shimin, the second prince of Li Yuan of the current Tang Dynasty, worked hard to govern the country, rested with the people, did not miss the agricultural time, and at the same time rectified the officials and sent effective local officials to control dozens of prefectures and counties under the rule of the Tang Dynasty. Now the Central Plains is a song and dance, and the prosperity can be expected, and no one is willing to risk his life to make a living in the famous mountains and rivers like Tianmu Mountain. Therefore, the entire Tianmu Mountain has become a paradise that is rarely visited. Only a high-ranking hermit who is determined to be isolated from the rest of the world will be interested in visiting here.

The hut where Peng Wuwang is located is in the center of Tianmu Mountain, surrounded by high mountains and dense jungles for more than 1,000 years, which is like a good place to retreat. But the strange thing is that Peng Wuwang has an ordinary appearance, no peculiarities, a mouthful of rough words, and no hermit's elegant style. He was dark-skinned, of medium build, and muscular, and that it was obvious at a glance that he had a bit of kung fu. However, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a martial artist who guards the academy, not a figure who lives in such a barren mountain range.

At this time, Peng Wuwang casually threw another stump with a thick bowl mouth into the air, and then raised his knife and fell, only to see a few flashes of light across the sky full of sunset, the stump seemed to melt in the air without a trace, and twenty-four pieces of wood fell at Peng Wuhope's feet like a sky full of brown leaf butterflies.

At this moment, a cloud-like figure fell from the hill behind Peng Wuwang, swept across a distance of more than ten zhang like a mustard, and landed at the back door of the hut. People of insight will definitely be able to recognize from this shocking light martial arts method, this person is the first person outside the world who everyone admires in the martial arts - the crane god Qi Xiaoyun. And the light skill just now is Qi Xiaoyun's unique method - a glimpse of the light.

This martial arts man is eight feet tall, at least one head taller than an ordinary martial arts strong man, with a clear bone, a very well-combed long hair half white and half brown, a thin cheek, Danfeng eyes obliquely inserted into the sideburns, showing a momentum of not being angry and self-assured. "It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!" Qi Xiaoyun shook his head again and again, his face full of surprise.

Peng Wuwang only found out at this time that this martial artist who had come and gone without a trace. "Master, you're back! The apprentice has finished chopping firewood, and he can cook immediately!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, you just made the Cloud Dragon Changfeng Sword Technique that I taught?" Qi Xiaoyun asked eagerly.

"Exactly, master, I just made it the mind of the Nine Turns of the Long Wind." Peng said hopelessly.

"Nine turns of the long wind!" Qi Xiaoyun pondered for a long time and asked, "Okay, let me ask you, since it's the ninth turn, why do you have to make twenty-four swords in a row."

Peng Wuwang said strangely, "Master, you said that the nine characters are the extreme number of words, and they can be used to change the meaning of thousands of things. Moreover, you also said that the use of knives must be heavy and not heavy, and said that the use of knives is like making poems, as long as you are interested, you can use it at will, just like the Nine Heavens Flying Dragon, not limited by manpower, the knife to the consciousness, although millions of knives, like a knife, although a knife can also be turned into a hundred knives, a thousand knives. Therefore, although there are nine swords in the nine turns of the long wind, it can turn the heart at will and swing at will."

"Yes, I can't believe that you already know this." Qi Xiaoyun sighed, "Of my seven disciples, I can't imagine that only you can comprehend this realm. But you are a rough embryo, and you can't even make poems. In order to let you understand more of my martial arts, I also specially taught you to learn the piano and blow the flute, but it almost me off to death. I didn't expect that in the end, you were the first to comprehend the extreme of the way of the sword."

Peng Wuwang's face was full of smugness, and he smiled, "Master, I'm very smart, right?"

"How did you realize?" Qi Xiaoyun didn't think it was angry, and asked with a smile.

"That's what I learned from cooking." When it comes to cooking, Peng Wuwang immediately raised his eyebrows, "No matter how you kill the enemy with a knife, there is actually no difference between chopping vegetables with a knife, a knife hand will meet all kinds of masters. A chef will also meet all kinds of diners, so how to use brilliant knife skills to defeat the enemy, and how to make dishes that are both beautiful and delicious to conquer diners. Some people like light, some like spicy, some like sweet and sour, and some like delicious. Different people also have different needs, such as our family is a dart game, and the dart masters need to carry convenient food, so smoked chicken bacon, baked cake steamed buns, and pickled egg fritters are our first choice. For example, if someone is sick, chicken soup porridge and pork floss egg custard are suitable for them to eat. It's the same with different opponents, if someone makes a fierce move, I will avoid the real and hit the false, and if someone has a light move, I will hit the door straight and force him to fight. Of course, on the battlefield, there are many changes, and I will always pay attention to changing my moves. Like the stake just now, it is the simplest opponent, but I have different needs for it, so I used the Nine Turns of the Long Wind to get the greatest need, twenty-four wood chips."

It was the first time that Qi Xiaoyun heard someone compare his world-shattering peerless knife technique with his cooking skills, and he couldn't help but be angry and funny, but he had to agree that what Peng Wuwang said was not unreasonable.

He nodded slowly and said, "Very good, I didn't expect you to understand such a profound truth at such a young age, which is also the result of your usual likes to observe and think and use your brain. However, although you are talented and intelligent, you are very simple-hearted, and you have no desires or desires, so you can make rapid progress and practice such martial arts, and it is not in vain for my teachings. Come, show me the Cloud Dragon Changfeng Knife Technique that you have realized."

Peng Wuwang was in high spirits and said excitedly, "I have long wanted my master to see my sword technique." Qi Xiaoyun said with a smile: "Good ambition, when my other disciples heard that they were going to dance the sword in front of me, they all trembled and were meticulous. It's just you, the kid, who is jumping around, just like the holidays. Be careful, if you don't play well, the teacher will let you chop firewood for another three years."

Peng Wuwang said proudly: "Master rest assured, a manly man has learned martial arts, and he should be a chivalrous man in the world for the benefit of all people!" How can I live in the deep mountains and valleys to collect firewood, and today I have no hope of satisfying my master, go down the mountain as soon as possible, and realize my dream."

Qi Xiaoyun was not angry but happy: "Good boy, all of my seven former apprentices are famous in the world, but in terms of ambition, it is you, the kid who grew up rolling in the dart industry, is the most ambitious." When he said this, he paused, and then said, "But today you are full of big words, if you don't show a few hands to your teacher, see how I punish you?"

Peng Wuwang hurriedly walked to the middle of the open space in front of the house, holding a firewood knife in his hand and holding a stake.

"Wait a minute," Qi Xiaoyun said, "I don't need a firewood knife today, so let's use the teacher's saber!" After speaking, he shook his hand, and a long knife with beautiful lines, slender and crystalline, and refined steel shot towards Peng Wuwang.

Peng Wuwang shouted, "Okay, I can finally make this knife!" As he spoke, he leaped forward, jumped into the air, stretched out his hand to grab the long knife, pulled three flat flowers in a row, and in the snap of his fingers, he had already slashed several times in all directions, if several enemies attacked him from all sides, these few knives alone would make their lives unsafe.

Seeing this, Qi Xiaoyun said hello in his heart, and sighed secretly, "This son is by no means an ordinary person."

Peng Wuwang let out a long howl at this time, and Qingyue's ears vibrated like a dragon's groan. His figure turned into a puff of gray smoke, almost disappeared above the open space, only to see the shadow of the knife flickering in the empty field, turning Ruyi, flying in all directions, sometimes like a crane dancing for nine days, when like a dragon over the deep pool, sometimes like a tiger through the forest, sometimes like a spirit ape offering fruit, sometimes like a bird gliding, each knife is not formal, self-contained, full of whimsical agility and chic, and there is the poetry of the sage splashing ink of the intention of turbulence.

Even Qi Xiaoyun, the king of the sword, saw such a wonderful knife technique, and he was like drinking fine wine, intoxicated, and dripping with joy to watch.

At this time, Peng Wuwang turned around a few times, and seeing that he was about to close his momentum, Qi Xiaoyun suddenly said loudly: "Hey, the enemy is big, the move is fierce, and you can't take it hard, how are you going?"

Peng Wuwang roared: "I won't answer!" As soon as the words fell, the long knife in his hand suddenly flourished, like the rising sun in the east, sweeping away the dimness of dusk, and then, dozens of knives slashed forward with a thunderous momentum.

Qi Xiaoyun appreciatively shouted: "Okay, attack against attack, avoid strong and weak, and adapt well!"

Peng stood up hopelessly and threw the long knife back to Qi Xiaoyun. Qi Xiaoyun put the knife into the sheath, but took out a pair of short knives from his arms and threw them at Peng Wuwang: "My pair of mandarin duck knives has just been made, look at how you play this pair of short knives!"

Peng Wuwang took the short knife, danced more than a dozen knives in a row, did not understand the essentials, and stood in the field. Qi Xiaoyun smiled, "What, do you think this pair of short knives is too delicate and incompatible?"

"One inch short, one point of danger, this pair of knives is suitable for tight hand-to-hand combat, it is the skill in the danger, how can it be delicate? But what if I'm against a spear and halberd, and a dozen people stand in a row?" Peng Wuwang was embarrassed, scratched his head with his hands, and thought hard.

"It's rare that you've found this problem." Qi Xiaoyun said, "In this way, if you can stand still and use the mandarin duck knife to cut off the eleven wooden stakes in front of me, you can go down the mountain tonight, and give you another pair of short knives for the teacher, how about it?"

Peng Wuwang hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, okay!"

Qi Xiaoyun nodded with satisfaction, stretched forward his right foot, and stomped lightly. A dozen wooden stakes in front of him floated into the air. Then, Qi Xiaoyun waved his long sleeves and hit the eleven wooden stakes at the same time. Those wooden stakes seemed to be rejuvenated, like eleven dark clouds drifting towards Peng Hopeless.

Peng Wuwang didn't expect Qi Xiaoyun to say that he would fight, and hurriedly rolled over to avoid the oncoming attack.

"If you land, you'll lose!" Qi Xiaoyun shouted.

Peng Wuwang was in a hurry, his body was at a high speed that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye, and he turned several times in a row, and the mandarin duck double knife flew out of his hand, drawing two smooth and graceful curves, cutting down like lightning, and in an instant, he crossed a distance of several zhang long, and the Ouroboros caught up with the eleven wooden stakes that were gradually castrated, only to hear a crisp sound, and the eleven wooden stakes were neatly cut into twenty-two sections and fell to the ground. The mandarin duck double knife castration was inexhaustible, and flew back with a roar, Peng Wuwang turned around and flew into the air, reached out, snatched the double knife back, and then gathered his momentum and stood.

"Good boy! You're out of school!" Qi Xiaoyun sighed, "What a hand-off knife!"

The aroma of barbecue wafted out from the fragrant wood rack that Peng Wuwang had erected, Qi Xiaoyun sniffed it, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Master, what are you sighing for?" Peng Wuwang asked strangely, "Is this meat not roasted well?"

"Hey," Qi Xiaoyun sighed, "It's because it's so well roasted that I sigh."

"Strange, master, don't you like food?" Peng Wuwang asked.

"Well, do you know why I took you as an apprentice?"

"Is it because of my cooking skills?" Peng Wuwang asked.

"Definitely. Do you know that three years ago, when I met you in a restaurant in Tai'an County, Qingzhou, I was preparing to become a monk and become an immortal. I saw that you are very qualified, smart and studious, and even more rare is kind-hearted and warm-hearted. This is often not seen in people who are gifted and intelligent. So he set his mind to take you as an apprentice. Originally, I just wanted to instruct you on a few ways to do it, but it was only a few months, but, hey!"

"Oh, master, you only want to teach me for a few months?"

"No, but, because you, hey, because your food is so good that I can't stop it, I finally teach you all the things I have in my heart. Your craft has aroused my appetite, and now I am afraid that if I want to learn the Tao, I will have to have an extra heart demon."

"Master, didn't I say that you, learn what kind of way? A manly man, eating meat in a big chunk and drinking wine in a big bowl, what a pleasure. Go and learn those cow noses to be vegetarian all day long, I'm afraid you'll be bored."

"This is a child's insight, needless to say. It's called being stupid, hey, there's no way around it. As a teacher, I have been up and down in the world for many years, joy and sorrow, resentment and resentment, hardship and poverty, and I have also experienced a lot, the ups and downs of fame and fortune in the world, and I can no longer have a little attachment, and there are few major things in the world that I have not done. Now that I have taught a good boy like you, I have no regrets. If I don't find some more lofty careers, I'm afraid that my time in the world will be wasted." Qi Xiaoyun sighed, and said: "Actually, I also know that seeking immortals and learning the Tao is very slim in the end, but if there is really something, I can practice the immortal body, the blue sky beyond the sea of clouds, overlooking the vicissitudes of the world, the white clouds and dogs, watching those villains in the world who chase fame and fortune all day long, but waste time all day long, looking at those who are unwilling to be lonely, the day is wrong, in exchange for half a life of more lonely and lonely days, and I am detached, free and easy, how fast, haha, how fast!" Speaking of this, Qi Xiaoyun was extremely proud, looking up to the sky and laughing.

Peng Wuwang hurriedly brought up the barbecue and wine jug, and said with a smile: "Master, what you said is really reasonable, come, drink one more glass, I'm afraid there will be no more wine and meat in the future."

Qi Xiaoyun slapped his thigh and said, "That's right. This will be my last banquet, and in the future, I will go all over the famous mountains, seek immortals and learn the Tao, and have a great desire for life, and I have nothing to do with it. Happy, happy, come, have one more drink with the teacher."

Peng Wuwang hurriedly snatched the wine jug and poured it into his mouth. Qi Xiaoyun said strangely, "Hey, hopeless, why did you drink so quickly, there is something on your mind."

Peng Wuwang also sighed like him, and said gloomily: "I have to say goodbye to my master today, I don't know when I will be able to see each other in the future, if the master cultivates to become an immortal, from now on the immortals will be separated forever, and the meeting will be even more slim, how can I feel no sense in my heart."

"Hahaha," Qi Xiaoyun looked up to the sky and smiled, and said loudly, "Hopeless, don't be like a child, in the future, when you live to the age of being a teacher, you will know that the gathering and scattering of the world, the separation of life and death, are all jokes one after another." Come, it's rare to be so happy today, you will show me the Shaolin Arhat boxing that the teacher taught you."

Peng Wuwang secretly wiped away his tears, tightened his belt, and came to the bonfire he had built, sitting on his horse with his waist down, one arm forward, and his left hand to protect his waist, which was the gesture of Luohan Fist. Then, he made a circle with his right hand, stretched out his left fist sharply, and used the 36-way Arhat fist like a cloud.

Qi Xiaoyun saw it in his eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, use the mental method of the Cloud Dragon Changfeng Sword Technique, don't stick to the moves."

Peng Wuwang shouted, "Good!" I saw him roar clearly, and in the blink of an eye, the Arhat fist technique was made with the Changfeng Heart, and the sky was full of fist shadows and leg shadows, and Peng Wuwang's figure seemed to have changed into more than a dozen, and each figure was using a trick Arhat fist.

Qi Xiaoyun looked up to the sky and drank the last sip of wine in the wine jug, turned his body around like a top, threw the wine jug far away, and said with a smile: "Good boxing technique, the teacher is here!" After speaking, he was dressed in green clothes and had already melted into Peng Hopeless's fist shadow. The envoy in his hand was also Shaolin Luohan Boxing, but it was much slower between shots, but Peng's hopeless and overwhelming fist shadow was easily blocked by him at the outer door. Although his movements were slow, his figure was myriad, like a formless ghost, which was impossible to fathom.

"Do you understand?" Qi Xiaoyun knocked Peng Wuwang to the ground with a punch.

Peng Wuwang made a leap, turned over, and said happily, "Understood. Draw the intention with the move, take the form with the intention, confuse the enemy with the form, and make the enemy into a move."

"Confucianism can be taught!" Qi Xiaoyun spun around and jumped out of the circle. Peng Wuwang fell to the ground in please.

"Shaolin Luohan Boxing is the introductory boxing method of Shaolin Temple martial arts, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it, but they don't know that this set of boxing is broad and profound, even if it takes a lifetime to immerse itself in it, it is also a day to gain. The seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple are all based on the theory and chemistry of Luohan Boxing. It took 20 years for the old man and Master Shaolin Daoxin to understand the essence of Luohan Boxing, and they jointly created 14 of the 72 stunts, all of which have been passed on to you. Later, when I saw the Shaolin people, I took more care of them, and I had a deep relationship with them as a teacher. These two mandarin duck knives, as well as this long knife I am wearing, have been given to you." After Qi Xiaoyun finished speaking, his left arm shook, and three long and short knives of various styles flew towards Peng Wuwang.

Peng Wuwang accepted the mandarin duck knife and the long knife, and looked at the master blankly.

Qi Xiaoyun looked up at the sky and said, "It's dawn, so let's go on the road."

Peng Wuwang knelt on the ground, knocked his head a few times, and said in a choked voice: "The apprentice has received the grace of the master from heaven to earth, and there is no way to repay it. If the master has anything on his mind, leave it to the apprentice."

Qi Xiaoyun shook his head: "I don't have anything to worry about as a teacher, just a little, walking the rivers and lakes, you have to rely on your own ability, if you raise the name of a teacher to suppress people, you don't have to recognize me as a master anymore."

Peng Wuwang said: "If I, Peng Wuwang, raise the name of my master and deceive me, so that I will die without a whole body."

Qi Xiaoyun nodded: "You, let's go." In the future, you don't have to look for me in Tianmu Mountain, I'll just go on a wandering."

Peng Wuwang nodded vigorously, stood up abruptly, and turned his head to leave.

It was already a day later when I got out of Tianmu Mountain. After three years of penance in the mountains, after descending the mountain, seeing the people and characters in the world again, Peng Wuwang couldn't help but feel infinite emotion in his heart.

I remember that before apprenticeship, Peng Wuwang was the nephew of Peng Di, the chief dart head of the Pengmen Flying Tiger Dart Bureau in Qingzhou, Shandong. What he learned was Pengmen's exclusive Peng's knife technique and Pengmen's eldest son, Peng Wuji's martial arts genius, created his own throat marksmanship. Although idle characters in the martial arts dare not compete with it, it is not a martial arts skill that is unique in the world after all. Moreover, because Peng Wuwang was greedy for cooking skills and had no intention of learning martial arts, he suffered a lot of white eyes in the dart game. Later, he was finally sent by Peng Di to practice cooking skills at Qingzhou Restaurant, so that he could taste what he wanted. But Peng Wuwang knew that his uncle was really disappointed in him. From that day on, while learning cooking skills, he stepped up his cultivation in martial arts, and was later favored by Qi Xiaoyun, who traveled here, and became his closed disciple. Since then, he has practiced martial arts, and at the same time, he has learned good cooking skills. Most of the wishes in his life have been tasted, and the pride in Peng Wuwang's heart is really irrepressible.