Chapter Eighty-Three: The Five Styles of Huangliang
“…… It's okay. ”
Taken by the man's courage for a while, Changsheng stuttered a little, but soon recovered. She smiled sheepishly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't look at the road just now."
"It's fine."
With that, the man continued on his way. This person is really strange, dressed in black and wearing white filial piety, his eyes are dull and his expression is lacking, but he doesn't look like a fool. It was only a blink of an eye, and it was gone. It's really fast.
Changsheng looked at him behind him for a while, and then slowly returned to the inn. When she went back, although Xue Jin had not changed on the surface, at least she would no longer secretly hide daggers and scissors or something, and secretly cut herself.
When he went back, Changsheng also specially bought a pot of budding wildflowers for Xuejin, I don't know what kind of variety it is, but according to the owner, this flower will bloom very beautifully. Xue Jin once thought that Changsheng had been deceived, because the pot of flowers looked wilted, without a trace of vitality, and it was almost like it was about to wither.
But Changsheng felt that this dry flower was very energetic inside, if such a pot of flowers could bloom, wouldn't Xue Jin be more confident that he could live? So Changsheng rarely stubbornly bought this pot of flowers and moved it to the carriage.
Although Xue Jin didn't like this dry and unnamed flower at all, this was also the first time that Changsheng insisted on buying something, and he was a person who didn't make money, so he had nothing to say.
When I left the inn, everyone around me knew that Changsheng and Xuejin had saved a child last night, and no matter who they met at this time, they could get a big smile and a warm greeting.
This is also a little gratitude to them.
"It's Ugly......"
In the carriage, Xue Jin, who closed the curtain and refused to look at the enthusiastic people again, took a look at the ugly flower pot, and finally couldn't help but make a small arc.
Although this pot of flowers looks dry, there are tiny and dense flower buds on each branch, about the size of mung beans, and I really don't know what this flower will look like when it opens. Maybe I can't see where to go.
Even so, after bringing this pot of nameless flowers back, Xuejin will occasionally help to water and bask in the sun, which is typical of duplicity. It seems that Xuejin is looking forward to the river lantern festival after half a month and the spontaneous flower festival of everyone.
Maybe it was because he used his spiritual power to help that kid push out the snacks last night, and Changsheng felt that his control over spiritual power was much better. Of course, the main factor is that the aura is very cooperative and docile. With the help of these aura, Changsheng always felt that he had a deeper understanding of the sword technique taught by his grandfather.
"Qin Ziyan's knife technique was summed up after killing countless enemies on the battlefield, and the moves were deadly, without the slightest showmanship. It's just that there is also a shortcoming, that is, it is too violent, you are a girl, although there is no danger in learning this knife technique, but it is not in line with your own physique. Speaking of which, that Qin Ziyan can be regarded as one of the few people who have entered the Tao in Great Qin, but it is a pity that he was bound by the battlefield of his family and country, and he couldn't break free and was dragged down. If he can jump out of the confines between countries, there may not be a transformation. It's a pity, it's a pity......"
"Sounds like you have a deep understanding of General Qin?"
Changsheng panted and waved the long knife in his hand while asking Xue Jin, who was very emotional.
Gently tapping the flower pot of the nameless flower, the knuckles and the porcelain flower pot collided and made a sound that was not unpleasant, and Xue Jin glanced at Changsheng with condescension.
"That's nature. Although he doesn't have a good impression of Daqin, Qin Ziyan is a good person, but it's a pity that the loyal monarch who is patriotic and is a dead brain. ”
"Isn't it good to be loyal and patriotic?"
"It's good, it's just that it's a little pedantic......"
Speaking of which, Xue Jin remembered that when he met Qin Ziyan on the battlefield before, Qin Ziyan was clearly only five years older than him, but he was very old-fashioned. What else do you say, 'Taizijin is a genius in the world, but unfortunately, he has never encountered a setback, he is too proud, and it is a pity. ’
Of course, he didn't suffer a loss, and greeted him for a long time, saying that he was an old cabbage, a stubborn old antique or something, Xuejin almost forgot about it at this time, and only remembered this person's comments on himself. At that time, Xuejin never thought that there would be such treacherous changes later, but now that he thinks about it, he only feels that things are wrong.
However, there is still a kung fu to guide immortality.
"Qin Ziyan has a set of knife techniques, which are said to have been passed down by immortals in their dreams, called 'Huangliang Five Styles'. The first three styles are suitable for military men to learn because of their violent attributes, so they have been passed on to military warriors. It's just that the qualifications of people in the army are different, and being able to learn one and a half moves is enough to save their lives on the battlefield. Your grandfather can learn the first three styles, which is good enough. ”
"One type of flat river, two types of town mountains and seas, three types of the world."
These first three moves are not only Qin Ziyan's desire to calm the world, but also his expectation for the stormy Great Qin. However, the latter two styles are not taught, mainly because the further you go, the more you need to have enough life experience in order to have that state of mind and learn the latter two tricks. Even he rarely uses it himself, but I've seen it. ”
Speaking of this, Xue Jin happened to be silent, Changsheng knew that he just wanted to take care of himself, and there was no psychological burden, so he immediately stopped the long knife in his hand and asked about the content behind.
"What about the next two moves? What is your name? ”
"Hmph, since you asked sincerely, then I will tell you with great mercy...... This fourth form is to comfort Pingsheng, and the fifth form is called Huangliang Dream. ”
"It's just that Qin Ziyan can only fully master the first four styles, and the fifth trick, Huangliang Dream, I have never seen him use it, it is said that he is not in a state of mind and energy enough, and he can't comprehend. But just these first four styles are enough for him to become a world-famous general. It can be seen that the latter two moves are vastly different from the previous ones. That's why I said, "Ugly, your grandfather's talent is really outstanding." ”
Changsheng didn't speak after hearing this, but his chest kept rising and falling, as if he was quite shocked in his heart.
Pingjiang River, Zhenshan Sea, Set the World, Comfort Pingsheng, Huangliang Dream.
What kind of person should be able to create such a powerful knife technique, what kind of outstanding person can teach his subordinates what he has learned all his life, and how outstanding is his grandfather to learn these three tricks well?
Changsheng only knew that his grandfather must have admired General Qin Ziyan very much, otherwise he would not have blocked that knife for him.
"They're amazing......"
Although Changsheng is still young, just thinking about these powerful moves and the past of those people, the whole person can go back to the turbulent era of the past in the blink of an eye, and see the big heroes and big people who stood up to the sky and the earth.
This is probably the pride and ambition that Changsheng didn't have before he was born.
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