Yangwu swordsmanship, it seems that there is no subtlety, but in fact, it is because I have not comprehended its essence, so I will think so. Only those who have cultivated the swordsmanship of Yangwu can appreciate the mystery of this swordsmanship.

Yangwu swordsmanship belongs to Confucian swordsmanship.

Its essence is in the word "raising".

Xiahou swordsman was very strange, why Chen Yanzhi's swordsmanship, he could see every move and style clearly, but he couldn't break Chen Yanzhi's defense. If your sword is fast, the opponent's sword will be fast, and if your sword is strong and heavy, the opponent will lift it lightly.

Xiahou Swordsman had already used all his strength to use his swordsmanship to the extreme.

Chen Yanzhi still did not have the slightest defeat.

"Chen Yanzhi, your swordsmanship is amazing. You really gave me a big surprise. Xiahou Swordsman said loudly, "Aside from Yan Chixia, you are the second master who can force me to use forbidden moves. Take my last sword! ”

The last sword is a killer move. is not only the killer weapon of Xiahou Swordsman, but also his life-saving trick. In order to defeat Chen Yanzhi, Xiahou Swordsman even used his last trick.

Xiahou's sword was twice as fast as before.

Chen Yanzhi's sword also sped up.

However, this time, Chen Yanzhi did not block his sword, but stabbed straight and attacked the eyebrows of the Xiahou swordsman.

The tip of Xiahou Swordsman's sword reached Chen Yanzhi's heart.

Chen Yanzhi's sword pointed at Xiahou's eyebrows.

Fortunately, the two stopped in time, otherwise they would definitely "die together".

Xiahou Swordsman gasped, his eyes complicated: "Chen Yanzhi, I can't win you." If you continue to fight, you can only lose and lose both. Let's settle it as a tie. ”

Although Chen Yanzhi didn't gasp, there were a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead, and these Han water were forced out by him with his true qi. For the sake of realism, Chen Yanzhi had to do this.

Xiahou Swordsman felt that Chen Yanzhi was not more relaxed than himself.

Chen Yanzhi secretly said in his heart, and finally deceived Xiahou in the past.

No loss, no win, draw.

Xiahou Swordsman saved face, and he would not be disturbed by him in the future.

Chen Yanzhi said: "Xiahou, your swordsmanship is very powerful, and you deserve to be the number one swordsman in the world. ”

Say something flattering, but don't have to pay for it. Chen Yanzhi naturally wanted to praise Xiahou.

Xiahou swordsman sneered: "Before defeating you and Yan Chixia, I, Xiahou, am not the real number one swordsman in the world." Chen Yanzhi, when my swordsmanship improves, I will challenge you again. I'm going to continue to look for Yan Chixia's shrunken turtle now. Leave. ”

Chen Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief and finally sent Xiahou away.

…………………………

Chen Yanzhi took calligraphy and painting and came to the county seat again to set up a stall to do business.

Today, the place where Chen Yanzhi set up his stall is opposite an inn. As soon as Chen Yanzhi placed the two calligraphy and paintings, he heard a cold snort from the side.

Chen Yanzhi looked up and saw a middle-aged man looking at him with hostile eyes. It turned out that he, like himself, was a seller of calligraphy and paintings.

In the business field, peers are enemies.

"Boy, look at your outfit, you're a scholar, right?" The middle-aged man stared at Chen Yanzhi and said coldly, "Do you understand the rules?" Don't know if this is my territory? You dare to come to me to sell calligraphy and paintings, it's really unreasonable. ”

Chen Yanzhi was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "The sky is dark, the clouds are thick, and there is heavy rain today. I came here to set up a stall just to shelter from the rain. There's no intention of competing with you for business. Don't worry, I won't be trading next to you tomorrow. ”

Tomorrow, Chen Yanzhi will go to major scholarly families to sell calligraphy and paintings, and of course he will not come to set up stalls again.

The calligraphy and paintings sold by middle-aged people can only be worth dozens of dollars, and the best calligraphy and paintings are worth a few taels of silver when they reach the sky. Chen Yanzhi's calligraphy and paintings, at least one pair of more than 100 taels of silver. The level of the two is different, and Chen Yanzhi naturally disdains to snatch business with him.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "I hope you kid is the talker." If you come to set up a stall next to me tomorrow, I will definitely beat you up and let you know that Ma Sanye has a few eyes. ”

Evening.

There was an explosion in the air.

There was thunder.

Pea-sized raindrops fell and crackled on the black tiles.

Chen Yanzhi took out a multigrain steamed bun and a bamboo kettle from the package. He took a bite of steamed buns and took a sip of cold boiled water.

The steamed buns are steamed by Zhao Yu, without sugar, and when you eat it in your mouth, you still feel sweet.

Cultivation can directly absorb spiritual energy and enhance true qi and qi and blood. Chen Yanzhi is not as delicate as before in eating and drinking.

The summer weather, like a woman's face, changes when it is said.

The rain stopped in less than a quarter of an hour.

A young scholar in coarse cloth clothes walked past Chen Yanzhi's stall drenched.

This scholar is Ning Caichen, who came to collect the accounts for Jubao Zhai.

Ning Caichen walked into the inn, the account book was wet, the handwriting was blurred, the shopkeeper did not admit the account, and asked the guys in the inn to throw Ning Caichen out.

Ning Caichen's salute was scattered all over the place. An inkstone rolled down to Chen Yanzhi's side.

Ning Caichen was unwilling, but unfortunately there was no way. He was just a poor scholar with a weak culture, who failed the imperial examination, and could only help people collect accounts for a living. He didn't receive the money, and he had a problem with food and shelter.

Ning Caichen's personality is more optimistic, even if he was thrown out of the inn, he did not give up on himself. Instead, he silently picked up his salute and put it back in the basket.

"Inkstone. Where's my inkstone? ”

Ning Caichen found that his inkstone was missing.

Chen Yanzhi handed over the inkstone and said, "Your inkstone." ”

Ning Caichen took the inkstone: "Thank you, son." ”

After loading the salute and carrying the basket, Ning Caichen suddenly found that he had nowhere to go.

I can't collect the bill, and I don't have a place to stay.

Ning Caichen saw that Chen Yanzhi had an extraordinary bearing, so he asked: "Dare to ask Gongzi, is there a place in Guobei County where you can stay without spending money?" ”

Without waiting for Chen Yanzhi to reply, the middle-aged man selling calligraphy and paintings next to him said: "Want to spend the night without spending money? Then there is only Lanruo Temple. ”

Lanruo Temple is haunted, and it is a well-known thing in Guobei County.

Hearing "Lanruo Temple", the people around looked at Ning Caichen in surprise.

Dare to go to Lanruo Temple to spend the night, I am really not afraid of death.

Ning Caichen asked again: "Then may I ask, where is Lanruo Temple?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled strangely and said: "Out of the county seat, go straight to the east, and when you reach three miles away, there is a gloomy ancient temple, which is Lanruo Temple." ”

Ning Caichen said gratefully: "Thank you for informing." ”

Ning Caichen left.

Chen Yanzhi said to the middle-aged man: "Lanruo Temple is not peaceful, and there are many wild wolves in the mountains. If you let that scholar go to Lanruo Temple, you are sending him to death. ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "You kid is old-fashioned, but why don't you invite him to your house to spend the night?" Lanruo Temple is indeed terrifying and gloomy, but the ancient temples there can shelter from the wind and rain. The scholar is bold enough, what's wrong with going to Lanruo Temple to spend the night? ”

Chen Yanzhi shook his head and stopped reasoning with him.

The middle-aged man is a snob, who only recognizes money, not people. Ning Caichen is a poor scholar, and middle-aged people will not care about his life or death.

Chen Yanzhi looked at the sky, and it was time to close the stall and go home.

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Before Ning Caichen reached Lanruo Temple, it was completely dark.

"Whew......"

The sound of a wolf's howl came from behind him.

Ning Caichen shivered, endured his fear, and accelerated his speed towards Lanruo Temple. The wolf smelled his scent and followed.

Ning Caichen tripped over a stone.

Dozens of feet away, several pairs of green eyes appeared.

"The wolf caught up so quickly?" Ning Caichen was horrified in his heart, "My life is at rest." ”

When Ning Caichen was about to die in the wolf's mouth, several wild wolves suddenly slowly retreated and turned to leave.

Ning Caichen was puzzled.

Right now.

Chen Yanzhi's voice reached Ning Caichen's ears: "Are you okay?" ”