Jingzhou flipped the book, and when Wang Yuyan finished speaking, he had seen this exercise from beginning to end, and kept the content in his heart, and then threw the book back in his hand, took another one, and then looked at.

Wang Yuyan saw that he was reading books very fast, only reading a few breaths on a page, as if he was not reading martial arts cheats, but more like a miscellaneous story, and couldn't help but say: "Why do you read it so fast, this is not good." You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and you have to practice martial arts gradually, and if you are like this, you can't spy on the essence of this exercise. ”

"I've also read the Qingcheng fast and slow sword, a total of seventy-two moves, the changes are complicated, if you want to eat thoroughly, it's my cousin... It's going to take months for my cousin... ”

"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"

The moment Jing Zhou grabbed the cheats, she saw it in her eyes, although it was like capturing the dragon and controlling the crane, but it revealed many differences.

Although Wang Yuyan didn't know what kind of exercises Jing Zhou used, she had a very high vision and knew that if she wanted to practice kung fu such as capturing dragons and controlling cranes, she needed to be supported by her deep internal strength.

Since the young man in front of him has a brilliant kung fu in his body, he must be just like her cousin, who has come to learn martial arts. Although his cousin reads books quickly, he is a little anxious to improve his martial arts, but compared with the person in front of him, he doesn't know how much slower.

Wang Yuyan usually doesn't have any friends, but now that she has someone who can talk to her, she naturally doesn't want this "friend" to go down the road. In her opinion, it is better to be fine, if her cousin is not bound by the name of "returning the strength of the other", and calms down and only cultivates a few kung fu that is in line with herself, I am afraid that it will be a lot more powerful at this time.

Jing Zhou let out an "oh", threw the book back, and said with a smile: "Since I returned the book, I naturally kept it in my heart, although the seventy-two swordsmanship is complicated, it is nothing." ”

After speaking, he turned his left hand into a sword, used a few of the moves one by one, and said lightly at the corner of his mouth: "You see how many tricks Uncle Shi used, right?" ”

Although Wang Yuyan doesn't know martial arts, she has a lot of treasures for most of the martial arts in the world, but she didn't expect that the young man in front of her really remembered this trick in his heart, and there was no flaw in using it.

Hearing Jing Zhou say that he was his uncle, Wang Yuyan was not annoyed, smiled and said: "I can't find the slightest fault with your few tricks, if you don't see it with your own eyes, I would think that you have been practicing this swordsmanship for a while." My surname is Wang, my name is Yuyan, you call me Yuyan. What's your name? ”

Since her aunt fell out with Li Qingluo a few years ago, Li Qingluo did not allow people from the Murong family to come to Mantuo Villa. In the past, in Mantuo Villa, all she could see was a limited number of maids, even if it was Azhu and Abi, she could only see them once in a few months, and this was still after Li Qingluo went out, and the time she could talk was only for a moment.

At this moment, she was very happy to be able to talk to the person in front of her.

Jing Zhou took two steps forward, took out a folding fan from his waist and unfolded it, nodded and said: "Smile and say, Yu Yan is not only beautiful, but also has a very beautiful name." ”

Wang Yuyan didn't look back when she saw him, as if she had a pair of eyes behind her, and threw the book back to its original position casually, first startled, and then her beautiful eyes flowed, and she saw the folding fan with white jade as the bone, and saw a small poem inscribed on it, and she read it out in a whisper:

Drunk Qiankun's eyes are wide, where to find Pengshan in the world. A pot of spring is endless, and the eternal breeze is endless.

The clouds are scattered and the jade sheng is in the sky, and the bright moon and Jinding are idle in their dreams. I came to ask about immortality, and smiled at the first level of Yaotai.

She doesn't like martial arts, and in her mind, it's always indecent for her daughter to dance with guns and sticks.

Just to be able to chat with Murong Fu more, she still read all kinds of martial arts cheats and kept them firmly in her heart, if Murong Fu didn't understand, she told him.

In fact, Wang Yuyan would rather write, chant poetry, play the piano, be a female celebrity, or raise some chickens to play.

Her eyes lit up and she asked, "Do you like these poems too?" ”

The men she usually comes into contact with, except for Murong Fu, Zheng Baichuan, Gongsun Ye, and Bao Wei, although these people are respectful to her, but in addition to martial arts, they never ask her about these elegant things.

So much so that she thinks that most men in the world love martial arts, and even those who love martial arts more than those who love literature.

Jing Zhou said: "I will write a few strokes when I am free, so as not to let my hands become rusty." If you want to laugh, laugh out loud, and hold back how uncomfortable it is. ”

Wang Yuyan couldn't help but sneer, and quipped: "Your poem is really interesting, Qiankun, the world, the eternal, the artistic conception is extremely broad, but when you ask about immortals, where will there be immortals in this world?" I don't think it would be better to change it to picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely. The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses. ”

She doesn't know why men have such great ambitions and are busy with business all day long, but isn't it sweet to live a life of male farming and female weaving with her daughter's family?

Murong Fu has always only talked about her business, and even Azhu Abi knows her thoughts, but only her cousin...

She sighed faintly, and said: "I often hear Xiao Ming say that there are Taoist priests living in the deep mountains and forests, and the cultivators asked, first of all, they must understand what kind of Tao they are cultivating and what their hearts are. If you find the heart of the path, you have started the path of cultivation. If you want to ask for immortals, shouldn't you go to the mountains and rivers? ”

Jing Zhou shook his head and said, "It's not appropriate." ”

Wang Yuyan frowned and said, "Oh, what's wrong?" ”

She felt that what Xiao Ming said was very reasonable, cultivating the Tao first cultivates the heart, and if there is a Tao heart, the Tao is everywhere.

Jing Zhou said slowly: "I think it should be changed to 'Laughter is beautiful and springy, and a thousand voices are tactful.' The flowers in front of the jade girl's window are just right, and the golden boy's knees are the same at the beginning of the month. ”

Wang Yuyan's cheeks were slightly red, her expression was shy, and she whispered, "Phew! Lecher! Where is there such a teacher? ”

She was talking to him about poetry in a serious way, but the person in front of her made limericks to tease her.

Isn't it her name for Xiaoyu Yanran, but she is not angry at all, and when she hears Jing Zhou praise her, she is a little happy in her heart, and unconsciously, she said this sentence that is "extremely inappropriate" in her opinion.

But she is a well-behaved daughter, how can she say such a thing?

Let Murong Fu know in this way, I am afraid that she will look down on her.

As if sensing that there was something wrong with her words, or not wanting the person in front of her to answer, Wang Yuyan continued: "You haven't said your name yet, I can't keep calling you 'Hey', or calling you 'Taoist Son', hehe, this name is also interesting, 'Taoist Child'." ”

Wang Yuyan whispered "Taoist Son" a few times, and felt that this name was really different, and it seemed to be quite good...

Chapter 177: Laughter