"The eight methods in the knife include sweeping, splitting, pulling, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping, sudden, knife and swordsmanship are the same, but there is a difference, compared with the sword, the knife is wide open and closed, the change is less and the power is not reduced."

Out of the small pool on Kongtong Mountain, Li Mobai slowly preached to Wang Guangyu, and after speaking, he replaced the double swords with the double swords in his hands and demonstrated.

Wang Guangyu followed Li Mobai's demonstration, took out Fuguang Wangshu, and began to learn from cats and tigers.

After practicing with Li Mobai a few times, Wang Guangyu learned vividly, the shape was eight or nine out of ten, and the god was five or six out of ten, Li Mobai was also surprised by Wang Guangyu's talent in the knife path, and only felt that it was like Wang Yi reappeared when he was young, and he couldn't help but regret it:

"If it weren't for the fact that this kid was stopped by Wang Yi from practicing knives when he was young, he would have been in the top ten swordsmen on the rivers and lakes now."

Li Mobai thought like this in his heart, staring intently at the knife technique practiced by Wang Guangyu, and watched it several times, but felt that there was always a moment of qi stagnation, so the charm of the knife technique was not obvious, Li Mobai watched carefully, and saw that Wang Guangyu breathed smoothly and freely, the pace under his feet was agile as usual, and the knife moves in his hand became more and more fluid, Li Mobai looked at it several times and still couldn't find the problem, so he asked Wang Guangyu to stop and said:

"You have never been able to use the knife perfectly, have you found the problem yourself?"

Wang Guangyu shook his head blankly.

So Li Mobai pulled out his double swords and asked Wang Guangyu to raise his knife and cut it, Wang Guangyu picked up his double swords, jumped up and slashed downward, Li Mobai blocked it with a sword in one hand, Li Mobai asked Wang Guangyu to put down his double swords, and hit him with his bare hands, Wang Guangyu did so, and Li Mobai actually blocked it with one finger.

Li Mobai seemed to have found the problem and looked at the double knives in Wang Guangyu's hand.

"It's really strange, when you have a knife in your hand, the power can only touch the imperial qi realm, but when you don't have a knife in your hand, it can reach the point of reaching the middle stage of the rebirth realm, from today onwards, suspend the cultivation of knife techniques and knife moves, you kid give me physical training, you follow this group of little Taoists, what they follow, you do it."

Wang Guangyu handed over the new knife he loved with a sad face, and just wanted to cry bitterly, when he saw the eight words engraved on the handle of the knife, he no longer groaned without illness, and turned around and walked towards the Taoist temple after bowing to Li Mobai.

Li Mobai looked at the eight small characters on the handle of the knife, and the small Kai engraved force penetrated the back of the knife, and it was written "If you don't break the Huns, why should you return home"

"This kid is really the same as Wang Yi, he was born with a knife embryo, and his strength with a knife has changed from being reborn to the early stage of imperial qi, which is terrible, terrible."

Wang Guangyu lived the life of a little Taoist priest according to what Li Mobai said.

Sweeping the courtyard, following a few veterans on the mountain to punch and comfort their feet, farming in the fields, carrying water and meditating, has become all of Wang Guangyu's life, Zhao Gui saw Wang Guangyu like this, it seems that it is to laugh and play a few words with Wang Guangyu, change the lazy nature of the past, and finally according to the meaning of several senior brothers, like an ordinary little Taoist priest in the morning, return at sunset.

After a month like this, the old road in the mountains gave Wang Guangyu and Zhao Gui a very special task.

Don't use farm tools to plant bamboo, but plant all the bamboo forests that have been cut.

Bamboo rarely blooms, the flowering time takes 50 years or even longer, the bamboo flowers are small and rich in color, the life of the bamboo forest will come to an end after opening, and the same will produce bamboo rice, bamboo rice is not easy to get, and there is a saying that "the phoenix is not a bamboo and does not eat".

Wang Guangyu looked at the small bag of bamboo rice in his hand, and saw the bare bamboo forest cut by himself in front of him, and he was stunned.

"I knew I wouldn't have built that bamboo house, and I could have planted less bamboo." Zhao Gui was also dumbfounded on the side.

"Plant the bamboo rice in your hand first, and then find another way to do the rest." Wang Guangyu gritted his teeth and said

After speaking, Wang Guangyu turned the soil with his hands, sowed seeds, and then covered it with soil, at first he felt that he was at ease, but the more he went to the back, the more painful he felt, Wang Guangyu only finished planting half but felt that his hands were already hot and painful, and his back was sore, and the degree of hard work was no less than dragging a wooden stake on the Nanshan Mountain in Xigu County.

Wang Guangyu lay down on the ground, gritted his teeth and stood up, and continued to plant bamboo.

Until the red glow was full of sky, the sun set, Wang Guangyu and Zhao Gui finished planting this bag of bamboo rice, Wang Guangyu insisted on walking towards the mountain stream, washed his hands covered by the soil, washed his face, held the mountain spring water and drank it in a big gulp, and then lay down on the ground, Zhao Gui was not so much but felt tired and inevitable, lying next to Wang Guangyu, the two looked at the sky lit by the sunset, and then laughed.

The next day, Wang Guangyu and Zhao Gui were worried again, the bamboo rice had been exhausted, and there were still large bamboo forests that had not been planted, Wang Guangyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, returned to the house, and picked up the clean bookcase that had been wiped, which neatly placed the manuscripts he had taken every day since he left Jincheng County.

"You still copy books every day." Zhao Gui asked

Wang Guangyu hurriedly replied while rummaging through the bookcase

"This is the task assigned to me by Mr. Yao, I don't dare to forget it for a day, I forgot it, but I want a ring ruler."

Wang Guangyu's mood seemed to fluctuate after speaking, but he returned to normal in a blink of an eye.

Wang Guangyu pulled out a manuscript with a description of how to grow bamboo.

"Bury the whip, select a healthy bamboo whip from the bamboo, keep the whip root, cut it into about half a meter, and bury it in the soil." Wang Guangyu picked up the manuscript and read it slowly

Knowing the method of planting bamboo forests, the two immediately began to act, running to other bamboo forests to chop bamboo whips, without two cool knives, Wang Guangyu can only learn Zhao Gui to chop bamboo whips by hand, Wang Guangyu is not yet proficient in the imperial qi, can not polish the qi machine as slender and sharp as a blade, only to chop several times to cut the bamboo whip, Zhao Gui is twelve years old is the imperial qi realm, and it is still the imperial qi realm, but after so many years of accumulation, Zhao Gui chopping the bamboo whip is handy.

During this period, Wang Guangyu also asked Zhao Gui why he never practiced why he was not shallow, and Zhao Gui only replied that it depends on people.

In this way, Wang Guangyu and Zhao Gui chopped the bamboo whip, and then turned the soil and buried it by hand, after a month, this bamboo forest that was cut down by Wang Guangyu was finally planted, and that night, Zhao Gui invited Wang Guangyu to the bamboo house as a guest, Wang Guangyu finished copying the manuscript required every day in his house, and then rushed to the small bamboo house.

When Wang Guangyu rushed to the cabin, he found that Zhao Gui had not yet come, so he lit a small oil lamp and waited.

Wang Guangyu pushed open the door of the house and saw that it was Zhao Gui, and after Zhao Gui looked around to make sure that there was no one, he took out a small jar of wine from his arms.

"Hehe, Daoist, I stole it from Senior Brother Qingshuang, this wine has been buried under the peach tree in the Taoist temple for many years, we have to drink it quickly, and then fill it with some water when it's over."

The two sat opposite each other under the moon and drank, but when they opened the altar, they found that the altar was filled with water, perhaps it was secretly drunk by Uncle Qingshuang when he was hungry for wine, and the two couldn't help laughing

This water is not wine but intoxicating, and the two of them drink it heartily.

I only remember that night when the cool breeze gusted, and the bamboo leaves moved with the wind.

There are two people under the moon, who are brothers with different surnames.