"The answer before the age of forty?"

"Ahhh

The sight cast into the small pond outside finally retracted. As if remembering a memory that he didn't want to remember, Nangong Longfei was silent for a moment, and then a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, shook his head with a smile, and then continued, "But what exactly is 'Dao'? This is a question that even the current old man can't answer. The "Word" is always intangible, but human speech is tangible. How difficult is it to use tangible words to depict something that is only slightly felt, and has not even seen its entirety?"

"In other words, uncle, you don't know what "kendo" is?"

"Hehe, it's not all," Nangong Longfei shook his head again, and continued: "The so-called 'Dao' is intangible and esoteric, but even so, we can still try to describe 'Dao'. The so-called "kendo" is not the same as "swordsmanship". "Kendo" is the "way" of the sword wielder, the soul of the sword wielder, the beliefs and rules of his life, and it can even be said that a person's "kendo" is the "heart" of that person, representing the person itself. "Swordsmanship" is different, and the so-called "swordsmanship" is nothing more than "sword-wielding skills" in any case. People who have "Tao" are bound to be strong, there is no "Tao" in their hearts, and no matter how powerful "technology" is, there are such extreme remarks about the limit, and the old man will not say it. However, if the sword wielder does not have a "heart", then as a "person", no matter how powerful he is, he is just a pathetic machine, and the reason why man is different from animals is his intelligence. If you have given up even the "roots" of being a human being, why is it so hard to live in this world? How? The old man's answer, are you satisfied, little friend?"

"Well, even if you ask me like this, uncle."

Basically, since the old man began to explain, Ji Yuehua has been thinking about it, but the old man's speech, which is both subtle and abstract, and adds a lot of his own experience, is undoubtedly too difficult for a four-year-old child.

Nangong Longfei's words, Ji Yuehua only understood a quarter or to be precise, not even a quarter, and now when Nangong Longfei asked like this, Ji Yuehua could only tell the truth, "Uncle You, who always feels dizzy, I seem to understand a little, but there are more places that I don't understand, and I don't dare to assert that I really understand, what am I talking about?"

"Hahahaha, that's right. The old man began to learn swords at the age of ten, and has been practicing swords for 60 years, so he only has this level of experience, if your little doll understands everything in an instant, how can the old man have face?"

In the sound of laughter in the sky, Nangong Longfei stood up, slowly walked to the side of the shelf and picked up something, and then threw it to Ji Yuehua.

Reflexively, he raised his hands and grabbed what Nangong Longfei threw over

Ji Yuehua opened her eyes and saw that it was a bamboo sword.

At this time, Nangong Longfei's voice just sounded again, "How is it?" Since it's rare to be here, why don't you give it a try? As long as you take a copy, no, as long as you can hit the old man once, it will be your victory. ”

"But my sisters are still waiting for me to come home."

"What's the panic? It's just sunset, and it's still early in the evening!!" Speaking of this, Nangong Longfei's voice suddenly paused, and a scarred face immediately showed a smile that didn't match Qingxi's appearance, "Or what?" In the face of me, an old man who is in his old age, little doll, you don't even have the confidence to hit the old man lightly once?"

"It's useless to me, old man."

The provocative tone, combined with the unusually unusually unpumped smile, has to say that the effect is indeed first-class.

To be honest, if Ji Yuehua was an ordinary child, then at this time, it was likely that he would have fallen in love with Nangong Longfei's way, and rushed forward desperately with a bamboo knife in his hand, but it was a pity that he lived with Ji Yuehua and taught him by words and deeds.

Even in small fights, the techniques used are endless, such as setting up a trap for the other party to go around in circles, seeking the logical fallacy of the other party, grasping the opponent's sore spot and attacking violently to cover up their own weaknesses, etc., all of which are extreme, agitating methods or something, relatively speaking, it is also a small pediatric thing.

The number of times Yakumo Zi and Ruoxi Wan quarrel is an average of once a day to three times a day, and since she lived with her sisters, she has been accustomed to all kinds of language skills. Although there may be many things and skills that Ji Yuehua doesn't understand in this world, at least in terms of language skills, it can be regarded as a category that he is slightly involved in. It would be naïve to say that you want to fool him just by relying on a radical method.

"It's really strange that boys nowadays don't take the radical method?"

"Old uncle!! Can you tell I'm a boy?!!!" After a short sigh, Ji Yuehua asked in surprise.

It's all because you know, even his two sisters misidentified his gender at first sight!

The old uncle in front of him can actually see through it in an instant?

"Cut, what are you talking about? The old man's eyes are not glass balls, can he still mistake the gender of others after living for 70 years? It's really nonsense" stroked the beard on his chin angrily, Nangong Longfei thought about it, and then put away the underwhelming expression, and said in a different tone, "Well, let's change the word." Little doll, who is your favorite person in this world?"

"Two sisters!!" He didn't even need to think about it, Ji Yuehua immediately replied.

"Well, did you become a sister at a young age? Not bad!!" Nangong Longfei nodded, and then asked, "So if one day, there are people or no people, in short, some bad guys want to hurt your sister, what will you do, little doll?"

"Stop the bad guys, of course! I won't let my sisters get hurt."

"Huh, huh?"

Nangong Long Fei nodded as if he was very satisfied, however, in the next moment, his figure flickered and disappeared from Ji Yuehua's vision.

Just as Ji Yuehua was taken aback, at the same time, a huge force had already grasped his wrist, and the bamboo sword he was holding had already been knocked away at some point.

"With such skills? Want to protect your sister? Can't even the men of an old man who is dying of death last a second? You must be joking."

The old man's voice was not so much a mockery as it was a simple statement of fact.

The position of the wrist is as if it has been clamped by iron tongs, and it is impossible to move

"If you don't have strength, you can't keep anything, you want to protect something, but you haven't trained yourself well, and when you wait for the critical moment, what role do you expect to play?"

The slightly cold words, although they were not deliberately forced, but every word was like a hammer, hitting Ji Yuehua's young heart heavily.

Yes, this old uncle is right, he is weaker than his two sisters, isn't this something that he has known from the beginning?

When something happens, I don't hesitate to step up and finally laugh and get through it with my sisters.

But everything about himself was taught by his two sisters, and if he couldn't even cope with the two sisters, why did he think he could make a difference?

"Hehe's looking at you now, isn't it good?"

Staring at the change in the expression on Ji Yuehua's face, it was as if he had seen through the mystery in his heart. Nangong Longfei smiled slightly, and didn't say anything at the moment, and casually threw the bamboo sword in his hand to Ji Yuehua, who immediately took it, at this time, Nangong Longfei had already picked up the bamboo sword that had just been shot down by him from the ground, "If you are asked by your sister why you go home late, you will say that you met a strange old man on the way home, saying that you "have heavenly bones on your forehead, and spiritual light in your eyes, and you are a rare martial arts practice material that is rare in a hundred years", and you insist on imparting his skills to you, which has caused a delay in time, right?"

"But my family is very poor and has no money to pay for tuition."

"Free!! No, the old man will give you something in turn. In this way, the old man gives you a goal every day, if the little doll can be completed, the old man will send you some firewood, rice, oil and salt to take home and take things back, I think I won't blame you when I come to your house, how about it?" Seeing the ignition of war in Ji Yuehua's eyes, Nangong Longfei couldn't help but sigh again, "Alas, it's really difficult to accept disciples these days!"