Extras (4) The most is the smile that meets
Between the clouds and deep mist, the eaves and arches are faint, strange flowers are blooming everywhere, the spiritual spring of the earth is gushing, in a no-man's corner, a little boy in brocade clothes is carrying a heavy iron sword that has not been opened, stabbing forward crookedly, a type of "flying bird throwing into the arms" makes the seven scattered, quite ugly.
"I can't master a set of Liuhe swordsmanship in the Qi storage period after practicing it for so long, and my qualifications are simply reckless. Suddenly, a cold, childish voice sounded behind the little boy.
"Who?" the little boy was startled, hurriedly turned around, and saw a little girl about the same age as his own standing on the edge of the flowers, dressed neatly and neatly, mainly bright yellow, and her eyebrows and eyes were far from growing, but they were also unusually delicate and cute, but her expression was cold, her thin lips were pursed, and she tried to put on a majestic and indifferent appearance.
"It's you...... I thought it was ...... man" The little boy breathed a sigh of relief, but his face immediately turned red again, "How can you, how can you peek at other people's martial arts?"
The little girl snorted: "You three-legged cat kung fu, I won't look at it if you ask me to see it." ”
Not to mention a peek!
Without waiting for the little boy to speak, she said to herself: "No wonder you refuse to practice martial arts with us, it turns out that you are afraid of losing face, such a swordsmanship, Hugh said a style, even if it is a whole set, I can fully master it in a few days." ”
The little boy was ashamed and angry: "I want you to take care of it!"
"Hmph, for the sake of your hospitality before, I will reluctantly guide you, and try to let you master it as soon as possible. The little girl said with her chin tilted slightly.
"No!" the little boy shouted, holding the iron sword, and hurried back to the nearest hall.
The little girl was stunned, she didn't seem to expect such an ending, and it took a long time before she muttered: "No ambition......"
............
In the study, Mr. Lu Da and Ye Yuyan each held a classic book with an old color, sat opposite each other, bathed in the bright and warm sunshine, and enjoyed the beauty of peace and tranquility.
The little boy held the iron sword and rushed in, looking at Mr. Lu and Ye Yuyan with a look of grievance and no wonder: "Daddy, mother, am I really stupid and bad?"
Quick, deny me! It's just a passing point!
Mr. Lu Da retracted his mind, put down the book, glanced at Ye Yuyan, and then said with a smile:
"Yes, stupid indeed. ”
"Ah......" The little boy was stunned on the spot, dazed, aggrieved and desperate.
It turns out that I was really stupid......
"But stupidity doesn't mean stupidity, it's just that you are willing to work hard, keep cold and lonely, and are not afraid to put in several times or even ten times more effort than others, you can have rich harvests and cultivate the same success. Mr. Lu smiled gently, "Daddy, I was stupider than you when I was a child, and now I am not a cultivator and stepping on the sea of suffering?"
"Daddy, you were stupid when you were a kid?" the little boy asked in surprise, in his mind, his own father was the most powerful and powerful master!
As he spoke, he looked at his mother, waiting for an answer.
"Of course, your dad was stupid back then. Ye Yuyan smiled, "But he can recognize himself and achieve 'stupid birds fly first'." ”
"That's right...... I'm going to fly first, too!" the little boy was suddenly full of confidence, and then said with curiosity, "Daddy, can you tell me about your childhood?"
Mr. Lu Da groaned a little and patted the chair next to him:
"Come, sit here, and listen to Daddy speak slowly. ”
So, the little boy put down the iron sword, sat down obediently, and listened intently.
............
The croaking and crows crows are endless, making the entire ruined temple a layer of gloom and ominous.
"Phew!"
"Noise!"
"Bad luck!"
With a curse, Lu Zhiping shook his head, came back to his senses from his immersion in swordsmanship, and looked at the quietly burning fire and the gurgling cauldron in front of him.
"Xiao Lu, how is it, are you still used to the life of walking darts?" Li Yuan, who was full of beard next to him, saw his gaze wandering, so he asked with a smile.
"It's okay, thanks to Uncle Li, for taking care of you all the way. Lu Zhiping replied with a little shyness.
Li Yuan's unusually ordinary giant palm patted Lu Zhiping's shoulder, making him secretly crack his teeth, and then sighed, and said seriously: "Your father's martial arts are wasted, and he always thinks about the old dart, and allows you to replace him, and he also takes special care of it, you don't have to force you to take the dart, you can do some chores in the dart game, why do you have to be a dart master? This bowl of rice is not so delicious, you can tell me, how many uncles and uncles you know are completely old-aged?"
"And, hey, your Uncle Li is a rough person, and if you have it, you don't hide it, how are your martial arts, how are your qualifications, we all know very well, don't be reckless, your family has three generations of single inheritance, if something happens, how can I explain to your father?
"Listen to Uncle Li's words, to be a man, the most important thing is to have self-knowledge, after this dart, honestly stay in the dart game. ”
Lu Zhiping's face turned red and white when he heard this, his teeth were clenched, and he said in a low voice for a long time: "Uncle Li, I understand, let's talk about it after this dart is over, I, I'll go outside the wall to practice swordsmanship first......"
Without waiting for Li Yuan to speak, he stood up abruptly, hurriedly stepped out of the tattered gate, and did not dare to go too far in the middle of the night, so he drew his sword at the base of the wall by the light of fire and moonlight.
Looking at his back, Li Yuan shook his head and said to the dart master next to him: "He is as stubborn as his father, but unfortunately he doesn't have his father's talent." ”
"But no, I heard that a set of Liuhe swordsmanship has been practiced repeatedly for five years, and it has barely mastered most of it, and I haven't practiced other exercises in this process. The dart master next to him did not lower his voice, "Lao Li, let's talk about it, with such qualifications, learning martial arts is a waste of time, why not be honest?"
"Forget it, forget it, it's good to be a young and strong young man, and he can barely use a sword, so it's enough to be an executioner. Li Yuan retracted his gaze.
Lu Zhiping vaguely heard their discussion, and was impetuous, but when he swung the sword in his hand, the whole person fell into a feeling of forgetting the rest, everything in the world faded, only himself and the sword in his hand remained, everything was so peaceful, so quiet, so beautiful, all emotions were precipitated.
If I can't practice this style of swordsmanship in one day, then I will use it for a month, and if I can't practice it in a month, then I will use it for a year, as long as I don't have the slightest relaxation, I can master it after all, and I can fly first after all!
Over and over again, the Liuhe swordsmanship he had mastered was used like mercury, and Lu Zhiping focused on tempering every mistake, hoping to achieve perfection in his mind.
Suddenly, he woke up suddenly, retracted his sword light, and heard a scream in his ears.
Looking back, the firelight flickered, illuminating many black-clothed people, illuminating a mouthful of blades that shimmered with cold light.
"Enemy attack!" Li Yuan barely held the long sword in front of him that was as fast as a meteor, and shouted.
As soon as Lu Zhiping's heart moved, he instinctively wanted to run away - he was outside the temple, completely ignored, if he didn't run away at this time, when would he stay?
But as the thought turned, he gritted his teeth, carried his long sword, and on tiptoe, swept into the ruined temple to try to rescue.
In a flash of cold light, a machete slashed at him, and his lack of combat experience made his mind blank at this time, forgetting how to deal with it.
Fortunately, after tens of thousands of years of hard practice, the swordsmanship turned into his physical instinct, and when he was provoked by the edge, his head was short, and his steps were wrong, the sword in his hand shot out, and he dodged the slash and crashed into the enemy's side.
Burst!
The tip of the sword came out, piercing the man in black with a chill.
Liuhe swordsmanship, flying birds!
The body in front of him slowly softened, revealing the firelight splashing in the temple, just like fireworks.
So weak? Lu Zhiping came to his senses, didn't think much about it, and unfolded the Liuhe Sword Technique one by one, trying to break through the danger and get closer to Li Yuan.
When his mind was no longer blank, when he was immersed in the matter of fighting for life, all his mind and all his attention were concentrated, without the slightest distraction, only the surrounding enemies, only the swords, guns, swords and axes in their hands, and only the familiar and unfamiliar cold light tracks.
Forgetting the rest, Lu Zhiping felt that everyone's movements had become "sluggish" in his eyes, and every move was clearly visible, so he took a step forward, and the sharp sword in his hand hit the wrist of a man in black, so that he could no longer hold the black axe.
While!
The axe landed, and Lu Zhiping's heel stepped on and swirled, bypassing the man in black and swooping straight at the swordsman next to Li Yuan.
Poof! The man in black with the axe fell to the ground, attracting a series of stunned glances, how could an accomplice who could be called a strong accomplice under the enlightenment be so vulnerable?
A small dart game with a hidden master?
The leading few enlightened hands quickly separated one, their palms were bloody, and they grabbed it out of thin air, stirring up a strong wind, and forcibly made the tip of Lu Zhiping's sword crooked by a few inches.
Lu Zhiping was not shocked or angry, he only had the enemy and the sword in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword flower changed direction and trembled constantly, as if he was flying against the wind and waves, and it was difficult and strange to break through the palm shadow and point at the good hand who opened his mind.
Hum!
The palms of the enlightened hands were full of blood, and countless palm shadows shrank and condensed in one place, just clamping the changing tip of the sword.
Click!
The long sword broke, Lu Zhiping flew upside down, blood spurted from his mouth, and fell to the outside of the temple, and he couldn't stand up for a while.
At this moment, he smelled a fragrance at the end of his nose, turned his head to look, and saw several figures rushing out of the forest, led by a girl like a hibiscus with clear water, a pair of eyes were black and bright, and her eyelashes fluttered, like a small fan.
Facing Lu Zhiping's gaze, the girl smiled coquettishly:
"What's going on here? ”
"By the way, I'm Ye Yuyan of Yejiabao. ”
The smile bloomed, like the sunshine at night, and the flowers of winter reflected Lu Zhiping's eyes. (To be continued.) )