readx;? In the martial arts sect, the differentiation of generations is very detailed and strict, and at the same time, this question is also very acute and embarrassing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Take the Shaolin school as an example:

The tragic case of an orphan being taken in by merciful masters is not uncommon and understandable in the turbulent old society. After a few years, I found out that this child had the heart of the Buddha, and the great monks looked good, solicited volunteers, and then naturally let him be ordained and became an official disciple.

At this time, some people suddenly wanted to open (or were forced to be in a hurry) to take refuge in the Three Jewels and become monks, and become monks halfway. After this person becomes an introductory disciple, he has to call the child in front of him "senior brother" and then honor him as the eldest brother. After all, there is a precedence when you hear the Tao, just call it, isn't it a few years older......

People who can think like this are more optimistic, which proves that you have the good psychological quality of being a monk, and you can go further and further in the career of being a monk, and it is not impossible to leave a name in history, like what Hongyi, Maitreya...... and so on.

But this kind of person is a minority after all, and you may also encounter some kind of very embarrassing situation -

Imagine that your beloved senior brother is not a few years younger, nor a teenager, but dozens of years old. What's even more outrageous is that this person is still related to you, and he has to call you uncle or second uncle before he becomes a monk...... Now that he has left the house and entered the door, he is your brother, you are his brother, and you have to respectfully use honorifics to people - ask for psychological shadow area.

"Hey, you can't say that, it seems that your Buddha nature is not deep, since you are all a monk, don't care about worldly truths, junior brother, hehehehe. ”

When you look at such a little hairy child who is more than 20 years younger than you playing in front of your eyes, most people who are more anxious should not call senior brother with a smile, but call uncle with a flat face: "Fuck your uncle!"

It should be understood now, the "respect for the old and love for the young" in the martial arts sect is so complicated, the old are sometimes not old, and the young are not much younger.

In this regard, the Sword Pavilion has always followed the rules of death, and the situation is even more severe.

The condition for entering the Sword Pavilion is a hard and hard iron rule: a set of "hanging pen and writing swordsmanship".

This has something to do with Qiu Hongqing, the patriarch of the mountain, who was a literati from a family before practicing martial arts, and he wrote two strokes when he had nothing to do, so that his martial arts also had a bit of literary and ink meaning...... Well, this is a matter of the early Song Dynasty, let's not talk about it here, in short, you just need to know that this swordsmanship is derived from calligraphy.

Want to enter the door of the Sword Pavilion? In a word, how can it be considered good to practice this set of swordsmanship? Tell you, if you want to be able to write, what should you write? Write your own name. Is it enough? Not enough, you can't use a pen, you have to use a sword, and you write on a silver ingot.

Don't be afraid, as hard as it sounds, it's actually — it's just hard!

Writing with a sword is still written on metal, and the writing thing must be able to see clearly, and the difficulty can be imagined. But if you can write it, then congratulations, you can hang the written sign on the wall of the "Sword Pavilion Gate", become an official disciple of the True Martial Sword Pavilion, and practice the best and most wonderful sword skills in the world. If you practice fast, you will hang up early, the first listing will be a senior brother, the second you will be a second senior brother, and slowly move on to the next round.

The operation of this set of actions is quite difficult, but it is indeed practical to select people, and those who can live must be people who are attentive or martial arts wizards, which can also allow the Sword Pavilion to pick out the best talents to cultivate.

But there is still a pain in this rule, a specific example-

"I started practicing swords, and it took me three years, which is the fastest among our people - genius? No, no, no, don't get me wrong, I have only mastered a little bit of sword qi, where can I say what kind of genius, genius You are talking about senior sister and Ah Ming, both of whom started at the age of nine...... I don't have talent, how can a rough person like me know any calligraphy, and I can't even learn this set of swordsmanship. Oh, my name is Wang Er, five horizontal and one vertical, and the start is almost on time. ”

That's right, the headache is the stroke and structure of the name, the simple one will be done quickly, and the name is complicated, and you can only blame your parents.

There is such a person, he started in the prime of life, he has been in the Sword Pavilion for thirty years, and his internal and external skills are excellent, I want to ask who he is? Say his name and don't frighten you, the number one master in the Yi Sect except for Leng Wushuang: "Murong Ling".

"Disrespectful and disrespectful, dare to ask my brother, how many can you do in the Sword Pavilion?"

That's how sad it is!

This is not only a tragedy, but also a big tragedy! That Murong Wei stayed in the Sword Pavilion as early as Tao Cheng's generation, and he had been practicing writing for the past few decades, but the name was too difficult to write, and he carved three thousand taels of silver, which lasted twenty-five years, and he barely got started, and said something unpleasant: he boiled down two of the head of the Sword Pavilion, and he can be called the first senior among the disciples of this generation.

However, when this old veteran saw Ye Ming's group passing by, he still had to obediently give way and shouted: "Senior brother, hello." ”

Although Ye Ming has always regarded him as an elder, he can't get over this hurdle in his heart: "Why! If I have a grandson, I will be about the same age as this group of boys!"

Also, this old man is over sixty years old, although the saint said that he was sixty and his ears were smooth, but the young man in his early twenties called himself a brother and a brother, and called himself a junior brother, sorry, a person in his sixties, his ears suddenly did not go well, and no one accepted it.

"Leng Wushuang is enough, she is the direct ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, Ye Ming is also a generation of Tianjiao, I have nothing to say, but Wangjianglou battled, Leng Wushuang died, Ye Ming, this kid doesn't know where to go, and now he has returned to the Sword Pavilion in a gloomy manner, just let him be the head?" The old man Murong sneered: "Why don't you check who stabbed the wound behind Leng Wushuang?" The implication was to suspect Ye Ming's hand.

The Liangtian brothers both said: "Nonsense!"

Lu Yi said: "Ye Ming is what everyone wants, is it possible that you want to be the head of the house?

"What does this have to do with age?" Murong said this, basically picking out that he wanted to be the head of the sect, he looked back at the sect of Yizong, "Now I just want to know who killed our sect master?"

The people of the Yi Sect looked at each other, after all, Leng Wushuang was the master of a sect that was loved, and her death cast a fog in everyone's hearts, and it was reasonable to suspect that the Xingzong who was at odds with him was also reasonable.

Ye Ming was about to answer, and Zhang Long, the eldest disciple of the Kunlun faction, shouted violently: "Bad old man, is it your turn to speak here? ”

Murong had an old and spicy temper, and he also drank back: "What kind of thing are you kid? Get out and take my sword!"

Zhang Long couldn't imagine that this old man was so short-tempered, and he was about to duel when he said a word, but now he couldn't admit it in front of the doorman, so he had to jump out and fight Murong.

Zhang Long saw that he was gray, and he didn't want to take advantage, so he said with a sword: "Seeing that you are old and weak, I will let you make ten moves first." ”

Murong Yangtian laughed, the first move of the oblique slash was unremarkable, Zhang Long blocked, the oblique slash suddenly accelerated, changed the move to horizontal, like an electric switch and then followed by a cross slash, which can be worthy of writing a "noon" word.

The body is as smooth as spreading its wings and flying Hong, and the sword is as powerful as a dragon soaring in the sky.

This trick performed by Murong was known to all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion present, and it was the seventh move of the "Hanging Pen and Book Sword" "Noon Gate Yao Ri", he made this set of swordsmanship, and all the disciples of the sect were not convinced - after all, this old man had practiced for twenty-five years with just one set of swords, and the sword moves were really mastered to the point of doing whatever he wanted, but I was afraid that even Qiu Hongqing himself would not dare to say that there was any flaw in his move.

Zhang Long was caught off guard by this move, and held his sword on the spot, and it took a long time to come back to his senses: "Finished fighting?"

Murong was calm: "In vain the great name of your three factions, I can't imagine that it is just a group of spineless rabble who have fallen into the prestige of the ancestor for no reason!"

Everyone was about to fight back, only to see the long dragon in the field suddenly spurt out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground unconscious. The sword qi cultivation of the people of the Yi Sect is even worse than that of the Shape Sect, although the one day of the Yao Sun of the Sect did not directly kill Zhang Long, but the sword qi has already broken off several of his qi networks, and if he is saved, his internal strength will be greatly damaged, and he will not be able to make another step in the martial arts for the rest of his life. It is not an exaggeration to say that Murong Ling's strength is at the level of the head of the house.

Murong He sneered and glanced at all the enemies present, as if to say, "Who else is not convinced?"

He showed his power with one move, and there were more than 200 good players on the field, and he was silent when he saw him like electricity, only the crackling and peeling of the house when it burned.

Tang Yiyun of the Tang Sect was thinking on the side: "This old man is not young, but he is the same generation as these young disciples. I want to win this generation of disciples, but I am afraid that I can't, how can I win the battle of the head Tao Cheng. The Sword Pavilion is known as the number one sword sect in the world, is it really not a false name? Seeing that there are still more than 100 disciples of the other sect and the two sects, the three sects have no choice but to return today, and it seems that the Tang Sect cannot be the enemy of it. When he thought of this, he retreated in his heart.

Murong Qian waved his hand, and the Yi Sect members rushed forward in a sword formation of three or five people, and actually drove away the surrounding enemies, as smoothly as driving sheep.

As mentioned earlier, the Sword Pavilion Sect specializes in exquisite swordsmanship and sword skills, while the Yi Sect specializes in sword qi and sword intent, and in terms of formation cultivation, the sword intent is more connected, so it has greatly benefited in the defensive battle just now.

Yizong's charge this time, the formation from the heavenly stem to the earthly branch, each has its own shape and meaning, clever and changeable. The surrounding enemies thought that the Sword Pavilion was also powerful in that Tiangang array, but it was inconvenient to move, so they only defended on the side. Unexpectedly, Yizong suddenly formed a small formation to kill, and he was caught off guard, and the defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Murong Lingqi watched the collapse of this group of rabble, and sighed in his heart: "It's really a shame that the Sword Pavilion was forced into such a situation by this group of guys, it's just that there is no head to coordinate and command and reconcile the internal strife, as long as I successfully ascend to the position, I will definitely make these three families pay the price......" Thinking of this, he looked at Ye Ming, who was sick, and thought: "Lu Yi pushed him to be the head, isn't it a joke?" A hairy boy in his early twenties, even though he has great talent, but the position of head is not capable of playing, what is the use of talent, my qualifications for so long are the last word. ”

In short, he thought about it, but he still felt that he was more suitable and could lead everyone to glory......

The wind on the right side was sudden, interrupting his thoughts, he knew that it was a hidden weapon, and subconsciously returned the sword to meet it, but this hidden weapon was full of internal strength, and he almost knocked his long sword out of his hand, and then looked at the person who sent the dart.

"Tang Yiyun of the Tang family?" Murong sneered: "Qingcheng and Kunlun only sent disciples here, but your Tang family fort is working hard, and even the castle master is here in person?

Tang Yiyun waved his hand: "Slow!"

"What?"

"As the master of a faction, I came to teach the Sword Pavilion a mastery, are you the head of the sect?"

Murong Wei couldn't say yes, but he didn't want to say no, he looked back at Ye Ming, who was seriously injured, and laughed: "Lu Yi, you said that this kid can be the head, okay! Tang Yiyun, it's good! I'll see how many catties and taels this kid has?"

Worried that he would not be able to get rid of Ye Ming, Tang Yiyun's challenge was considerate to his heart, and Murong Wei strode out of the way: "The young man inside is the head of the house, everyone is up to the point, but the competition is fierce, and there is nothing to say if someone dies, let's do it!"

Lu Yi shook his head and sighed: "Didn't he force both of you to fight hard? Tang Yiyun is a master of the generation, don't say that you are seriously injured, even if you are full of energy, you are not sure." Pushing you up, his heart can be described as extremely vicious. ”

While Ye Ming was still thinking about it, Lu Yi sighed loudly: "Tang Jiabao doesn't know how many good players are still waiting for an opportunity outside, and the most important thing is that the Sword Pavilion can survive this catastrophe. If Senior Brother Murong can block the enemy, you will be the head of the house, and there is no need to joke with Senior Brother's life. ”

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