Hearing that there was no sound coming from Dian Wei's mansion, Xu Chu breathed a sigh of relief and collected his troops and returned to the camp.

Not long after Xu Chu left, Zhang An and Lu Bu helped each other out of the Dian Wei Mansion and went home to sleep.

followed Lu Bu to Dian Wei's mansion to drink once, and for some reason, Dian Wei came to his aid on the grounds that I admire you, so that he could take a step forward in martial arts.

This kind of pie-in-the-sky thing makes Zhang An always have a sense of unreality.

It wasn't until he woke up from sleep and his mind was completely sober that Zhang An remembered what happened when he was drinking again, and faintly felt that there was Lu Bu's push behind this incident.

After recalling all the events that happened since he met Lu Bu, Zhang An found that Lu Bu seemed to be helping himself become stronger intentionally or unintentionally.

Whether it is asking Gao Shun to guide him, or teaching the halberd method in person, or secretly pushing Wang Yue to accept him as an apprentice, there is Lu Bu's shadow.

Then the question is, Lu Bu, what do you want to do?

Lao Tzu once said that if you want to take it, you must give it first.

What is there about himself that Lu Bu wants?

Zhang An was reluctant to suspect that Lu Bu had ill intentions towards him.

After all, he is poor and white, his ability is low, and there is nothing worthy of Lu Bu's action.

Zhang An, who couldn't find a reason after thinking about it, sighed, didn't think about it anymore, walked out of the room and washed up briefly, said goodbye to Lu Bu, who had already gotten up for morning exercises, and went out of Lu Mansion and went straight to Wang Yue's house.

When he arrived at the place, Zhang An found Shi Ah standing outside the door waiting for him.

"Hello senior brother. Zhang An stepped forward to say hello.

A sincere smile appeared on Shi Amune's face: "Hello, junior brother." ”

Although Shi A may not have smiled for a long time, this smile looks a little sluggish and stiff, but Zhang An finally saw Shi A's kindness to himself, which made Zhang An, who was worried that there would be a bloody incident due to envy, jealousy and hatred.

"The teacher is already waiting for you. Shi A took Zhang An and entered through a corner door in the house.

Wang Yue sat in the study, leisurely sipping tea, still in the clothes of an ordinary old man, and when he saw that Zhang An had not spoken, his eyes widened.

He stood up, walked to Zhang An's side, looked at it carefully for a while, and said in surprise, "I didn't expect to see you all night, Zhang An, your cultivation has improved again." ”

Zhang An smiled bitterly and told the cause and effect of the matter.

Wang Yue looked at Zhang An and said with deep meaning: "Zhang An, your fortune is quite deep. ”

Zhang An didn't know how to answer, so he could only laugh and say nothing.

After a few words of gossip, Wang Yue began to explain his cultivation plan to Zhang An.

Practicing qi and forging the body is naturally essential, because Zhang An was originally born as a military general, and he still has to fight with Lu Bu on the battlefield in the future, so the halberd method and equestrian skills cannot be left behind.

Wang Yue took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Zhang An, this study has collected the swordsmanship experience, strength method, combat essence, and collected swordsmanship for so many years, you have to read them all as soon as possible, and then memorize them." ”

Zhang An glanced at the four one-person-tall and stuffed bookcases in the study, and asked cautiously, "Master Wang, I don't know how long it will take to get this as soon as possible?"

"Well, two months. Wang Yue said disapprerovingly, "When you finish reading these books, you will almost have enough understanding of swordsmanship, and you can proceed to the next step of cultivation." ”

After reading at least two or three hundred books in two months? Zhang Anxin wailed again and again, how could he still read like crazy after crossing over?

"That's all I have to tell you today. Wang Yue drank the last sip of tea and stood up, "As soon as you eat and drink, someone will send it to the study, before you finish reading the book, you can sleep here, if you have any questions about reading, you can always find a teacher or your senior brother." ”

After saying this, Wang Yue took Shi A and left from the study.

Zhang An scratched his head, looked at the four bookcases in front of him, and hesitated.

Wang Yue didn't say anything, which one should he start reading first?

Walking to the bookcase, Zhang An casually pulled out a book.

"The Essence of Swordsmanship"

Zhang An opened the book, flipped through a few pages, shook his head and put it down again.

After coming to this node, Zhang An had touched several weapons, that is, military array weapons such as Fang Tian's halberd and war knife, and he had never touched the sword at all.

The knowledge in this book was too profound for him to understand at all.

Zhang An took out a few more books, which were basically all kinds of swordsmanship and swordsmanship experience, which were of no help to Zhang An, who had no knowledge of swords.

After rummaging in the study for nearly half an hour, Zhang An took out a yellowed ancient book from an inconspicuous corner.

"The name of "Knowing the Sword" is weird. Zhang An looked at the thin book in his hand and opened it casually.

"Yu Zhujian has been in his life, but he has not won a sword. ”

In the first sentence of the opening chapter, Zhang An suddenly became interested, casting a sword for a lifetime, but he didn't make a sword?

After reading this book, Zhang An learned that the author of this book turned out to be a descendant of the sword-casting master Ou Yezi.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Ou Yezi is called a divine craftsman, and seven or eight of the ten famous swords that moved the world in later generations were created by him.

Longyuan, Tai'a, Gongbu, Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yugu, Juque.

Pick out any of these swords, and they are all famous swords that have left countless legends.

According to the book, this descendant of Ou Yezi does not want to be able to play a famous sword that surpasses the level of Ou Yezi, but at least he must not lose the face of his ancestors.

Who would have thought that he would forge a sword for decades, but he felt that none of the swords he had made could meet the requirements of his heart.

In a fit of rage, the man broke all the swords he had built.

After pondering for a few days, he thought it might be the reason why he was behind closed doors.

So he walked out of his seclusion to collect and appreciate the world's famous swords.

At this time, he was nearly sixty years old.

After ten years of running around and seeing a lot of famous swords, he consciously returned to the mountains again and began to cast swords.

But until his death, he still did not succeed in crafting a sword weapon that satisfied him.

And this book is a diary-like existence, recording his experience of searching for famous swords after leaving the mountain.

and comments on these famous swords.

Zhang An only regarded these contents as a novel biography, but in the second half of the book, he described in detail what a sword is and each part that is constructed into a sword.

"The sword is also a weapon of killing. ”

As for what a sword is, he used only seven words to describe it.

Then it is a detailed description of what the sword body, spine, hilt and other parts are used for.

These are quite useful to Zhang An, so Zhang An studied them carefully.

And on the last page of the book, there is also a record of a move that the author named "Sword Breaking Technique".

According to the author's book, no matter how powerful the craftsman is, the strength will not be uniform when casting the sword, resulting in the different thickness of each sword.

Even his ancestor Ou Yezi is no exception.

And as long as you find the weak point of the sword, you can easily destroy the long sword.

Although the author has not been able to create a sword that satisfies him in his life, he is a famous person, has personally built countless swords, and has played countless famous swords with his own hands, and he has a very superb eye for sword viewing.

In the later stage, he only needs to glance at the long sword, and he can immediately judge the strength and weakness of the long sword.

Therefore, this trick called "Sword Breaking Technique" is actually a way to exercise this eyesight.

This reminded Zhang An of Dugu's Nine Swords, which claimed to be able to break through the world's weapons and martial arts.

It's just that this sword-breaking technique is very troublesome to cultivate, and it requires practitioners to first be able to successfully sketch a longsword recorded in their own minds according to the longsword structure described in the book, and then cast countless longswords by themselves to meet the requirements of being thoroughly familiar with the longsword structure.

And this trick was only the author's idea, he himself did not use it, because he was only a blacksmith, not a swordsman.

In Zhang An's view, if you want to show it in actual combat, it will be more difficult, and it is difficult to find out the weak point of the long sword while the opponent uses sword moves.

However, if it is against people who are lower than their own strength, this trick can have a deterrent effect.

Think about what a pretending thing it is to go down with a sword and not hurt anyone, but break the opponent's sword.

Although Zhang An wanted to learn it very much, it was too much time to practice the sword-breaking technique, so he had to give up.

At the end of the book, the author probably feels that he has not been able to create a satisfactory sword, and he has not left his name, but he has left behind the location of his seclusion.

Probably he didn't want his life's sword-forging skills to be lost.

Out of admiration for the persistence of this generation of strange people, Zhang An wrote down the address, and decided that when he went out to look for stones in the future, if he stopped by, he might as well visit the hermitage of this strange man, and at least burn a few knives of yellow paper to show his respect.

Although it is difficult to practice the sword-breaking technique, Zhang An decided to give it a try when it comes to visualizing a long sword in his mind and becoming familiar with the structure of the long sword.

Zhang An felt that this kind of thing would help him deepen his understanding of the sword.

After reading the part of the book about describing the structure of the long sword and describing the famous sword several times, Zhang An put down the book.

He slowly closed his eyes and began to sketch the first longsword in his mind as described in the book.

The long sword was formed in his mind, but compared with the various famous swords described in the book, the sword that Zhang An imagined was really too rough, and even bent in a strange arc in some places.

Zhang An opened his eyes and found that visualizing the long sword was more difficult than he expected.

After trying a few more times and finding that it still didn't meet the requirements, Zhang An could understand a little bit of the author's mood.

Putting aside the matter of visualizing the long sword for a while, Zhang An looked at the bookcase.

I am very short of time, and the first thing is to read all these books first.

Just when Zhang An was immersed in the sea of books, a handsome young man in black looked at the city looming in the distance, his face expressionless.

On the northern frontier, Cao Chun looked at the soldiers who were training with a stern expression, turned his head to look into the distance, and silently thought that what he had lost must be recaptured with his own hands.

Outside the Saiwai, the barbarian royal court.

Although the majesty is not as great as that of the Xudu Palace, the royal court, which is still more luxurious, is shrouded in fire at this time.

Man Thirteen stood in front of the royal court, his face expressionless.

A group of wizards dressed in animal skin robes and with oil paint on their faces fell to their knees trembling behind the Barbarian Thirteen.

After standing for a long time, Man Thirteen turned around and strode away, leaving only a cold word.

"Order all departments, actively prepare troops, sweep away the rebellion first, and then capture the Central Plains!"