Liu Rulong, who returned to the room, took out the top-level exercises of the Japanese rank and studied them.

Suddenly, Liu Rulong shook his head in disappointment, this exercise was vulgar in the eyes of Liu Rulong, who had countless advanced cultivation exercises in his mind, he disdained to practice, and he didn't want his family to continue to practice this exercise. It's just that he's a four-year-old child, if he rashly comes up with a profound cultivation technique, it will inevitably make his family frightened and cause unnecessary trouble, and he needs to slowly find an opportunity to teach the exercises to his family without arousing the slightest suspicion.

Putting away his complicated thoughts, Liu Rulong sat down cross-legged and practiced the Nine Turns Xuangong. However, Liu Rulong, the top daily rank exercise, practiced casually to deal with his family.

......

"Long'er, how is your cultivation, is there anything you don't understand?" Liu Jingtao asked lovingly.

"Father, I've cultivated very hard, there's nothing I don't understand!" Liu Rulong replied.

"Oh, let me check your cultivation. ”

Liu Rulong snorted, walked forward obediently, and asked Liu Jingtao to check his cultivation.

"It's already a martial apprentice four-grade!" Liu Jingtao said in surprise, "Three months to improve the fourth-grade, good, good!"

"Long'er, now that spring has come, the weather is gradually getting warmer, it's time to practice knives. Liu Jingtao looked at his son Liu Rulong and said solemnly: "Long'er, since you have chosen the knife, you must cultivate with your heart, don't let the knife be disgraced in your hands, you know?"

Liu Rulong saw what his father said solemnly, and said solemnly: "Father, don't worry, I will cultivate with my heart, I will hold the knife, stand at the peak, and make it an honor to cultivate the knife." ”

A four-year-old child, but as solemn as an adult, makes people really laugh. Tang Wan, who was on the side, couldn't help laughing, and the serious atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

Liu Jingtao shook his head helplessly and continued: "The knife is the king of soldiers! Since ancient times, the first metal weapon that appeared was the sword! The knife is also the ancestor of the soldiers!"

"The position of the knife is supreme! The ranking of weapons spectrum, the knife, always in the first place!"

"Since ancient times, no one has ever been able to reach the pinnacle of sword cultivation!

"The moves of the knife are nothing more than the eight moves of chopping, wiping, teasing, chopping, stabbing, pressing, hanging, and gridding, but when these eight moves are combined, they can evolve countless powerful tricks. ”

"Therefore, if you want to practice the knife well, you must first practice these eight basic moves. Our Liu and Tang families are both swords, and we can't give you guidance on knives, and we don't know how to guide them. ”

"I'll show you the basic moves of the eight strokes of the knife, and you can see it clearly. ”

Say it, Liu Jingtao demonstrated, and while demonstrating, he said: "This is a split!"

"It's a wipe!"

"It's ......"

“......”

After the demonstration, Liu Jingtao looked at his son Liu Rulong and asked, "See clearly?"

"See clearly. Liu Rulong replied.

"Now you can show me these eight tricks. ”

Liu Rulong practiced seriously on the side.

"No, that's how it should be. ”

"Yes, exactly. ”

"Wrong, it should be like this. ”

“......”

......

"Long'er, you have basically mastered these tricks, and I have nothing to teach you after that, it depends on your own efforts. In the future, when you practice swords, your mother and I will not go. Father will help you collect knives to duel. Liu Jingtao looked at Liu Rulong and said lovingly, "The exercises that Grandpa gave you, you have to practice quickly, and when you cultivate strongly, you can bring out the power of the sword technique." ”

"Father, I remember. Liu Rulong said seriously.

......

Early in the morning, it was not dawn. Liu Rulong's small figure appeared in the small courtyard, holding a knife, and began to practice the knife......

Liu Rulong's body is as condensed as a mountain, and under his two feet, he is stepping on a sharp stone, but his body is not moving, and he maintains absolute balance in all aspects.

Brush! Brush!

The knife in his hand was slashed out over and over again, and then withdrawn, and the same action was repeated.

This simple action, he doesn't know how many times he has practiced. The ground beneath him has been soaked with sweat!

Take a half-step forward with your left foot, pointing your toes outwards and standing with your right foot slightly sideways. The eyes look calmly ahead, the knife comes out, raises the hand, raises the arm, twists the waist, and runs forward with the center of gravity, from the toes to the heels, and then the ankles are twisted, the calf muscles are transported, the legs are bent to bear, the thighs are load-bearing, and the waist converts all the power into a twist and transports it up, and then this force merges into a torrent, and then transports it to the shoulders, drives the entire arm, and splits the knife out!

At eye level, without a hint of trembling.

The right hand holding the knife seems to be straight but not straight, and it is obvious that there is still some strength left.

Then, with a flash of knife light, a brush, and the knife was withdrawn.

Liu Rulong's eyes were constant, looking at his face and eyes, no one could tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied with this action.

Then keep repeating.

The same action, boring and tasteless. The average person insists on it dozens of times, and then he gets tired of it. And Liu Rulong, on the morning before the sun came out, had already repeated it a thousand times!

It was just a morning, and his arm went from normal to sore, then unconscious, then regained consciousness, and then numbness again......

Whether it is soreness and numbness, or a breakthrough after the limit or normal, he always controls the standard of the knife.

Chopping, wiping, teasing, chopping, stabbing, pressing, hanging, gridding, every action is done meticulously, practiced over and over again, every move and every style is infused with all the spirit and spirit......

The foundation of martial arts lies in the basic training of simplicity and ordinariness! And the pinnacle of martial arts is also simple and ordinary, back to basics!

However, the simple and ordinary basic training is the most honed and basic thing for a martial artist.

Every martial artist understands this truth, but how many people can really do it?

Finally, the East is slightly white.

Liu Rulong put away his knife, let out a long breath, and stood quietly. His eyes seemed to look out of the small courtyard intentionally or unintentionally, and the corners of his mouth showed a happy smile.

Liu Jingtao and Tang Wan left silently, just as the two came silently. The faces of both men were full of heartache and pride.

The two still don't worry about their son practicing knives alone. When Liu Rulong began to practice knives, the two quietly came to their son's courtyard and watched their son practice knives silently. The two were afraid that their son was enthusiastic for a while and couldn't last long, and when their son gave up, the two came out to urge their son and let him keep practicing.

But gradually, as time passed, the two were shocked by Liu Rulong's tenacity, watching Liu Rulong practice those basic moves over and over again, tirelessly, their hearts trembled, and several times the two almost couldn't help but want to rush out to stop Liu Rulong from continuing to practice, but looking at Liu Rulong's insistence, they finally held back.

From beginning to end, Liu Jingtao and Tang Wan did not appear in front of Liu Rulong, they were afraid that their appearance would destroy their son's martial arts heart.

The two didn't know that when they first arrived, Liu Rulong found out about their arrival. Liu Rulong knew that his parents cared about him and didn't worry about practicing the knife alone, but he was afraid that it would affect him, so he secretly watched from the side. Liu Rulong silently tasted the care of his parents for him and enjoyed this happiness. At the end of the knife practice, I quietly looked at the direction in which my parents left.

For half a year, Liu Jingtao and Tang Wan quietly came to their son's courtyard every day, watched Liu Rulong practice knives, and then left quietly with heartache and pride on their faces. When Liu Rulong was at the end of the practice, he quietly watched his parents leave. The two sides maintain this tacit understanding, but one side is intentional and the other is unintentional.

Old man Liu and Mrs. Liu knew the news, and once secretly came to see it once when Liu Rulong was practicing knives, and the old couple was pleased with their grandson's progress, and their hearts ached for their grandson's hard work, but they were also very worried that their grandson practiced knives too often, and his desire was not reached, so it was not good, but after seeing that time, he didn't even show his face, so he left quietly. After that, Liu Jingtao and Tang Wan were called by Old Man Liu and Old Lady Liu and talked for a long time. No one knows what is being said, only that they are happy and happy!