readx;? Chapter 7: The Deer Song (9)

"This, this is a light body technique!" Ning Yanzhang was taken aback, and his eyes suddenly widened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Wagangzhai, he has also seen some masters and big bosses show off their so-called light skills, but they are just climbing over the wall slightly faster than others, and jumping two or three feet farther than others. Flying directly from the treetops like Xiaoyaozi is the only time in his life.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you go to the back mountain soon!" was just as he was dumbfounded, but suddenly a soft shout came from his ears. Immediately, a piece of bark flew up in the air and hit him the back of the head.

Now, even a fool knows what he's supposed to do. In the kind laughter and envious eyes of everyone, Ning Yanzhang held his head in his hands and went straight to the back mountain.

When he arrived panting, Xiaoyaozi had been waiting there for a long time. Looking at the young man's eager face, the old Taoist priest pondered for a moment, and said, "I know that you are burdened with deep hatred. But those who have died cannot be resurrected, and no matter how many enemies you kill to bury them, the result will be the same. In fact, they may not see it, and you yourself will never get any relief from killing. So, before the old man teaches you skills, you have to swear to me in front of the sky. In the future, don't kill people with what I teach you unless you have to. We can't kill innocents indiscriminately!"

"That's nature!" Ning Yanzhang once saw the old Taoist priest repelling Hu Yancong empty-handed, and he greatly admired this person's ability. immediately knelt down and said loudly: "The sky is above, my stone, I Ning Yanzhang swear here today." In this life, he will never use the skills taught by the Taoist Master of Xiaoyaozi to kill innocents indiscriminately. If there is a violation, the sky will thunder!"

"Well, get up, go and break a branch!" Xiaoyaozi was very satisfied with the young man's crisp performance, and nodded lightly with his hand brushing his beard.

Ning Yanzhang didn't get up immediately, but raised his face frankly, looked at Xiaoyaozi, and continued to add: "There is one thing, please let the disciple be clear." The disciple really doesn't think that he is Shi Yanbao, so the disciple can only be regarded as an outsider now. Doesn't count as a ......."

"Hmm, hahaha......" Xiaoyaozi was slightly stunned at first, then raised his head and laughed wildly. It wasn't until he laughed out of his tears that he waved his hand disdainfully and said loudly: "What's the matter? What's the matter? You kowtow to me three more times, and I'll accept you as the ninth child!"

"Ah!" At this time, it was Ning Yanzhang's turn to be stunned, and after a while, he finally understood the old man's good intentions. With red eyes, he bowed his head to the ground, "Bah, Bah, Bah", and kowtowed three times without reservation. "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's three bows!"

"Get up, get up!" Xiaoyaozi stretched out his large, thin hand and pulled him up to the ground with gentle movements. The wrinkled face faintly revealed a bit of grief and indignation. "At the beginning, the old Daoer accepted Shi Yanbao as an apprentice, but he took a fancy to his kindness, filial piety and humility. Who would have thought that his whole family would suddenly suffer a catastrophe, and Lao Dao'er, a fake immortal, could only watch him go to death, and he couldn't do anything about it. I thought that the fate of master and apprentice had come to an end in this life. Unexpectedly, I met you again soon after. ”

's words are no different from ordinary old men who have lost their children in the world, full of the helplessness and desolation of white-haired people sending black-haired people. Although Ning Yanzhang thought that he was not Shi Yanbao, when he heard it in his ears, his heart also felt extremely sour, and his two eyes were filled with tears unconsciously.

"So our master and apprentice are also destined!Huh-" The old Taoist priest Xiaoyaozi suddenly opened his mouth again, and spat out a long white mist towards the mountains. "The old man accepted you today and became the ninth disciple. He is eighth, you are ninth. You can learn what you haven't had time to teach him. I didn't think about imparting it to him before, so I'll pass it on to you!"

After that, one jumped a few feet away, waved his hands and feet, and played a set of punches. The moves and routines are no different from what Zhen Wuzi and others practice every morning in the Taoist temple, but in every move, there is several times more elegant and dusty aura. Later, the clothes fluttered in the air with the body, as if they were about to ascend to immortality.

Ning Yanzhang was relaxed and happy, but he could only learn a little bit. After a few strokes like the old Taoist priest, the slightly strong body was not a little immortal, but almost fell and rolled directly down the steep slope behind the mountain.

"Be careful!" The old Taoist priest Xiaoyaozi reacted extremely quickly, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he immediately retracted his fists and feet, and waved his arms. The sleeves of the long robe wrapped around him like a giant python, curling him back a dozen steps in succession, and finally stabilized his body and survived.

"You're not distracted!" Before he could thank him, Xiaoyaozi frowned and scolded in a low voice, "Don't you want to learn the kung fu of the old way?" or are you still unwilling to endure that hardship?"

"Master, please forgive the disciple for being reckless! The disciple really wants to learn, but he just didn't understand it in a hurry!" Ning Yanzhang was in a hurry, and hurriedly bowed down to explain.

For more than a month, he was rushed to kill like a wild duck, but he didn't have the slightest power to fight back. How could he not want to learn a subtle martial art? If he refines his martial arts to be as clever as Yang Chonggui and Hu Yancong, even if he can't use it to avenge his shame in the future, at least, when he escapes, he can no longer be a burden to others, and no longer watch the innocent people around him who care about him die one after another.

But Master Xiaoyaozi's set of punches and kicks just now is good-looking when he hits, but there is no murderous aura in the middle. Although he Ning Yanzhang didn't know the goods, he had learned some murderous skills from the leaders of Wagangzhai, and he could feel the essential difference between the two paths.

"Yes, the old man just said that others don't know how to teach students according to their aptitude. I was happy just now, but I forgot about this stubble!" "How clever is the old Dao of Xiaoyaozi, seeing that Ning Yanzhang's actions when he asked for guilt were obviously a little stiff, he immediately guessed the reason. smiled, shook his head and said, "Since you don't know the goods, that's it! This set of Daomen kung fu is indeed used to exercise muscles and bones and sort out internal breath." The old man will pass you a set of boxing books later, and you will follow the strokes yourself in the future. Now, let's change to another set of skills!"

After all, he didn't ask Ning Yanzhang's opinion. With a slight vertical body, he jumped to the side of a pine tree, broke a branch with his hand, brushed off the needles and burrs, shook it gently, and went straight to the young man's throat.

"Ah——!" Ning Yanzhang was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged sideways. Unexpectedly, the branch seemed to be alive, turning halfway with the footsteps of the old road. "Poof!" and a blue-green mark appeared on his Adam's apple, which had just grown. Then he retracted it and stood trembling in the hands of Lao Dao'er.

"This is a murderous technique!" Old Dao'er Ning Yanzhang put away his posture and pointed in a deep voice to the young man with a shocked face. "Compared to the previous set of Immortal Fist, it is really inferior. But with your current vision and circumstances, it is just right to learn it. You must know that although the door is quiet and undisputed, the disciples of my Fuyaozi are not killed by anyone who wants to! Even if the catastrophe is determined for a few days, those who kill must be made to pay a sufficient price!"

In the end, it was already so loud that the listener couldn't help but feel cold.

Ning Yanzhang was forced to take half a step back by the awe-inspiring murderous intent in the other party's words, and saluted with red eyes: "Disciple understands." The disciple will not use the master's kung fu to kill innocents indiscriminately, but he will not be the one who kills with his hands tied again, and he will lose the face of the teacher!"

"Face is this thing, it doesn't matter! But life is your own, even if it's your biological parents, you don't have the right to take it, let alone what kind of bullshit prince?" the old Taoist priest shook the branch in his hand and sneered loudly, "You remember, the kung fu of immortality needs to be accumulated over time, and the longer you live, the more you can perceive the three flavors." But the kung fu of killing is inseparable from the eight words "strong muscles and strong bones, steady and ruthless". This shell of yours grew up eating meat, and it was originally stronger than ordinary people. Then grasp the flexibility of the movement and the decisiveness of the move is very spicy, what swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, in fact, they are all the same in the hand. Refining to the extreme, even if there is only a branch left in his hand, if he sharpens it, he can poke the opponent's eyes, penetrate into the brain, and take his life!"

"This, it's so simple?" Ning Yanzhang couldn't believe his ears, and muttered hesitantly.

In the cottage, every family member regards their martial arts as a unique skill. What is openly exposed and taught to others is always the skin. The key trick, even if the brothers are alive and dead, are not allowed to peek and steal from school. But when it came to Fuyaozi's mouth, all the cheats became jokes, and only eight simple words remained, which were extremely concise.

"Of course, it's just simple to say, but when you actually practice, you still have to rely on your personal understanding and qualifications. Just like you, your body is so strong, if you want to be in a hurry, of course, you have to choose a domineering blade like a spear and halberd. As long as you learn to do three points, it will be difficult for idlers to get close. And like Lao Dao'er, I don't have a lot of meat on my body, and competing with you for strength is to find death by myself. Therefore, when you are a beginner, you must learn light and dexterous weapons such as swords, stabs, Wu hooks, and short ge. Fluctuating in the match, one blow and one blow. In this way, we can use our own strengths to hit the shortcomings of others. And not reluctantly the opposite!"

lest the young man listen to the fur again, as he had done before, and he made a gesture as he spoke. A few vertical leaps came and went, leaving a number of green marks on Ning Yanzhang's chest, lower abdomen, forehead, etc. Each one was looming, and the strength was extremely delicately controlled, so that the young man did not feel the slightest pain at all.

Seeing this, Ning Yanzhang knew that what Lao Dao said was definitely not nonsense. I quickly went to break a branch and prepared to draw a scoop according to the gourd. Unexpectedly, the old Taoist Xiaoyaozi suddenly regained his momentum, shook his head and scolded: "Stupid, stupid, didn't I just tell you, if you want to learn, start with a spear and halberd, it's easy to get started, and the results are fast." If you want to learn the sword, when you have time in the future, you will slowly realize it. Anyway, they are all stabbing people physically, and the ultimate goal is not much different. ”

"Master Xie dials!" When the young man heard this, he quickly admitted his mistake honestly. Then he went back to the hillside below, broke an arm-thick poplar tree, cut off the branches with stones, and held it in his hand as a spear and begged for the advice of the Fuyaozi.

"The so-called gun is actually a combination of a lance and a spear. It's just that the cost of the lance is too high, and the random cutting of a wooden stick and an iron head to make a spear feels too cheap. Therefore, since the Tang Dynasty, there have been fewer and fewer people using lances, and more and more people using guns!" Put down the sword made of tree branches, and pointed at Ning Yanzhang's spear hand in hand.

"Whether it's a gun or a lance, the basic movements are nothing more than a few. Stab, stir, cover, push, you are strong, you can grow taller in the future, and your strength is stronger, so you can naturally add a sweep and smash. When sweeping, the two edges of the gun can be used as knives to cut and cut. When smashed, the whole gun is just a stick, and where the opponent can't stand the most force, you can concentrate all your strength to greet you!"

"If you encounter someone whose strength is equal to yours, such as Hu Yancong, or who has been immersed in spears for more than ten years, such as Yang Chonggui. You just take the previous word to the extreme. The gun was attached to the gun, and the force was rounded. Anode is yin, cathode is reborn and yang ......"

As the so-called connoisseur stretches out his hand, there is only nothing. The old Taoist priest walked alone in the world for decades, and wolves, insects, tigers and leopards did not know how many were slaughtered. So when it comes to killing people, he is definitely an expert among connoisseurs. In just a few words, he summarized the essence of the spear clearly, and then turned it into dozens of scattered moves and taught them to Ning Yanzhang to figure out one by one.

And Ning Yanzhang, I don't know if he has been chased and killed ruthlessly in the past few days, and he has a little understanding, or if he was born with a spear, and he has mastered it extremely quickly. In just one day, I have learned all the moves that have been broken down. The next thing is to master it skillfully, combine it freely, and simplify it step by step until it becomes natural.

Xiaoyaozi saw that his son was teachable, so he couldn't help but take out the set of immortal fists again, and explained to him carefully in front of the boxing book. This time, Ning Yanzhang finally didn't patronize the stupidity, and practiced it more than 20 times, comparing the moves to a bit similar. But when it comes to getting a glimpse of the door for the first time, and even entering the hall, I don't know that it will take tens of thousands of years of effort, anyway, the fellow disciples and brothers of the entire Taoist temple are estimated to have no chance to see it in this life.

After all, Taoism cultivates quietly and inactively, so although Xiaoyaozi has some regrets in his heart, he does not force him to waste more time on the Immortal Fist. just gave him the boxing book and told him to have time in the future and then slowly comprehend it. And for now, the main focus is still on the spear, in case of unforeseen needs.

Of course, Ning Yanzhang knew the priorities, and nodded again and again in agreement. In the next ten days, the two feet took root on the hillside behind the Taoist temple, and they studied hard every day. And the Taoist priests such as Zhen Wuzi thought of the friendship of the same family, as long as they could find time, they also took turns to go to the back mountain to dismantle with him, so as to increase his actual combat experience and comprehension of marksmanship. In this way, it can be regarded as hard work that pays off. Within half a month, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. Although he encountered a fierce general like Yang Chonggui, he still died with one move. encountered ordinary martial artists such as Wu Ruofu and Li Wanting, but they could barely support a few times, so that they would no longer be slaughtered like live fish on the board.

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