Xu Huaigu listened to the name carefully, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and said in surprise: "Your name is Deng Paper Kite!" Is it the owner of the green sword in the sky last time? ”

Xu Huaigu couldn't believe his ears, his face was full of shock, looking at the woman in Tsing Yi who was drinking tea slowly, her heart was pounding, and she was almost about to scream!

That's a paper kite!

Although he didn't know the name of the blue sword woman in the sky at that time, he also knew her in the conversation with the palace maids in the next few days. The strongest person in the East Fuyao Continent, the Deng paper kite of the Fuyao Sect!

Xu Huaigu closed his eyes and calmed for a while before he gasped, stood at the door and looked at her, not daring to walk over, helpless.

He really didn't know how to treat Deng Zhiyuan, he was afraid that he would offend her by accident, and he would not have to cry to death when the time came?

Deng Zhiyuan slowly tasted tea and said, "Yes, it's me." Also, you don't have to be so afraid of me, I just saw you practicing swords alone in the woods, and I couldn't do it, which is a little regrettable. Anyway, I'm going to stay in Binxi these days, so it's better to teach you swordsmanship and let you take a little less detours. ”

Xu Huaigu was even more excited when he heard this, this was a great opportunity to hit his head. He didn't dare to slack off, and quickly learned the appearance of his disciple, knelt down on his knees, made a fist clasp with his hands, and said respectfully: "Master is above, please accept the disciple's worship!" ”

Deng Paper Kite moved casually, Xu Huaigu's knees couldn't kneel anymore, he looked at Deng Paper Kite a little puzzled, and secretly said in his heart, is it wrong for him?

Deng Zhiyuan said: "It's not so easy to be my disciple, I just see that you and I have fate, teach you a thing or two, if you really want to be my disciple, the request is not so simple." ”

Xu Huaigu hurriedly asked, "Then what should I do to become a senior disciple?" ”

"I'll teach you a set of sword cultivation methods later, and then I'll give you sword techniques, and you can practice them yourself. If you can travel all over the East Fuyao Continent and come to our Fuyao Sect from the Great Yu Country all the way north, and come to see me when the time comes, I will make another decision and decide whether to accept you as a disciple. ”

Xu Huaigu heard that he still had a chance, and said without hesitation: "Thank you seniors for giving me the opportunity, I will definitely do it!" ”

"Okay," Deng Paper Kite put the saucer and teacup on the table, facing him, "but you don't have a suitable sword to use right now, so I'll give you one." ”

She raised her hand between her hair, and as soon as her palm twitched in her bun, a small two-foot-long sword appeared in her hand.

Xu Huaigu stared at her bun with wide eyes, only to find that her bun was full of many small hairpin-like things, but it was very different from ordinary hairpins. Xu Huaigu's eyes widened, and he suddenly had a strange thought: This can't be all her sword, right?

Deng Zhiyuan didn't hide it, and said with a smile: "Guess right, this is my sword, and I will carry it with me at any time." ”

Xu Huaigu also laughed, feeling that this idea was very strange. Sticking your own sword into your bun is really an unheard of saber method.

But looking at the dense little hairpins, it is estimated that there must be thirty or forty handles, if they are all dispatched together, they will not stab people into a sieve?

Deng Zhiyuan didn't rush to give him the pocket sword in his hand, but said a little seriously: "Now I want to tell you the basic matters of kendo cultivation, you must listen clearly." ”

Xu Huaigu also suppressed the strange thoughts in his head, sat upright, and nodded solemnly.

"One way of cultivation, thousands of roads. At present, the mainstream cultivation path of the human race has three categories: sword cultivation, monk, and martial artist. Of course, there are many other cultivation paths, such as ghost cultivation, poison cultivation, demon path, sword master, formation master, etc., but there are very few of these cultivation paths, generally only a small number of ancient methods can be practiced, and there are no large sects, and most of the power is in the hands of individuals. In addition to the human race, there are also cultivation methods of the demon race and the ghost race, and the corresponding demon race and the ghost race can be cultivated, and they can also become a great road.

No matter which path of cultivation in the world can be divided into twelve realms, it is called one realm to twelve realms, each realm is a watershed, often separated by a realm is the difference between clouds and mud.

The Dharma is the premise of cultivation, and no matter which path it is, the Dharma is the mantra that leads you into a realm, and it is indispensable. There are also people who are talented and can create their own methods, and they are all geniuses in that field, and they are rare.

I'll talk to you about the practice of sword cultivation now. Sword cultivation takes the sword as the way, conceives a breath of sword qi, and is accompanied by the sword day and night, and the end point of the practice should be the sound of the human sword, regardless of each other.

Sword cultivation is extremely heavy killing, indomitable, the sword must not be folded back, and the strong enemy must not retreat, that is, to be fast, accurate, and ruthless as the trick, kill the enemy before the enemy kills you! Either you die, or he lives!

Sword cultivation can only wear a sword under the five realms, and when the six realms can be refined, a sword can be refined to make a natal flying sword, no need to hang, as soon as the mind moves, the sword is in hand. The second flying sword can be refined at the time of the Eight Realms, but special attention should be paid to the fact that the natal flying sword is closely related to sword cultivation, if the natal flying sword is damaged, the sword cultivation will also be seriously injured or even fall into the realm, so it is important to protect the flying sword. ”

After Deng Zhiyuan said such a lot, Xu Huaigu was still frowning and listening carefully, understanding every sentence carefully, and not daring to leave any words. After all, this was the first time he had systematically known what cultivation was all about, and he had learned it from a Taoist priest only by a few words.

This is related to my future future, and I can't help but be serious.

Deng Zhiyuan also felt that he had talked a little too much, in fact, there were many things on the path of cultivation that he still needed to experience by himself, and talking more about himself would only make him afraid of the tail, but it would not be beneficial.

This is what the mountain says: "Master leads the door, and cultivation depends on the individual." ”

She stood up, solemnly handed over the unsheathed little sword, and said, "Xu Huaigu, now I will give you a sword." Stand up straight, catch the sword with both hands, and don't touch the hilt! ”

Xu Huaigu did so.

The moment his palm touched the blade of the sword, a cold feeling hit him, and he tried to keep his hand from being pressed down, and looked at the sword excitedly.

The sword is about two feet long, much shorter than ordinary swords, about two fingers wide, and the whole body is silver-white, which is a classic style. The bright blade and blade of the sword were in his hand, and at a glance, they were as thin as cicada wings. A piece of gorgeous silk hangs from the head of the sword, and as the spike of the sword, it is very beautiful, like a fine work of art.

Deng Zhiyuan continued: "The name of the sword is Cangshui, the sword intent is heavily entangled and feminine, good at resolving the opponent's moves and unloading force, flexible and soft, and erratic swordsmanship, suitable for beginners. ”

Xu Huaigu straightened up and listened, only feeling that this moment was very solemn, and from his tone, he could hear that Deng Zhiyuan had great respect for every sword.

After saying all this, Xu Huaigu suddenly felt that the water in his hands couldn't help but tremble, and he raised his head and looked at the sword body in surprise, not knowing what was happening.

Deng Zhiyuan seemed a little relieved and spoiled, and said with a smile: "This is its recognition of you." ”

When Xu Huaigu heard this, his face also smiled sincerely, looking at this sword that belonged to him, he was indescribably excited.

Xu Huaigu raised his head and looked at Deng Zhiyu, his smile was as bright as a peach blossom, and said, "Then when can I go to practice swords?" ”

"Right now."

Xu Huaigu excitedly grasped the hilt of this unsheathed sword, holding it very heavily, as if it was going to escape inadvertently. The hilt of the sword was cold in his hand, and he held it just right, not light or heavy.

Seeing that Xu Huaigu couldn't wait to go out and give it a try, Deng Zhiyuan remembered that he seemed to have come here like this before, and couldn't help but sigh a little.

She pointed to the long sword placed on Xu Huaigu's bed and said, "You also have to carry that long sword on your back, and you are not allowed to take it off in the future, whether you are practicing the sword or rushing." ”

Xu Huaigu was a little puzzled in his heart, but he was quickly dispersed by the excitement of having a new sword, and immediately ran over, and couldn't wait to carry the sword that Bai Xiaoyu gave him on his back, and the heaviness hit again, but he tried to straighten up, thinking to himself: A real swordsman will not be impressed by a sword!

Deng Zhiyuan took the lead in going out, and Xu Huaigu followed her, thinking that the sword that Bai Xiaoyu gave him should also have a name. He had already searched every part of this long sword, but there was no inscription, and now that he has a lot of water, what should the name of the long sword be?

Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, then call it Xiaoyu.

……

On the top of the mountain outside Binxi City in early summer, the scorching sun was like fire, and a stone on the top of the mountain was hot, and Xu Huaigu practiced swordsmanship and swordsmanship barefoot on the hot stone at this time.

The hot stone is the best supervision, as soon as he stops, but a breath will be burned on his feet to the point that he can't stand it, so he can only keep practicing, and practice again.

Beside him was the shouting of Deng Paper Kite: "The husband is the sword, show it to be false, open it to benefit, and then to send it, and then to come!" ”

"Hold the sword straight for me, don't shake!"

Xu Huaigu gritted his teeth and took another step, the blade of the sword turned from the bottom to the top, making a tricky posture of picking the sword, and the long sword behind his back suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't get up at once.

"Stand up straight, don't care what's behind you, just take out this sword!"

Xu Huaigu was so exhausted that he still couldn't stand up, Deng Zhiyuan said with a cold face: "If you can't get up this time, you are standing here and don't move!" ”

The hot temperature under his feet hit, Xu Huaigu gritted his teeth, shouted, and finally stabbed the tip of the sword upward, and his body straightened.

Deng Zhiyuan finally nodded with satisfaction, his left hand was inadvertently loosened, and the strength added to the long sword behind his back was also withdrawn.

Xu Huaigu was drenched, he had become a sweaty man, panting like a cow, looking at the bright red clouds in the sky, knowing that it was almost dark now.

Deng Zhiyuan said: "Today's cultivation is over, I will not come to guide you in the future, I have also taught you these basic sword moves, and it will be up to you to practice by yourself in the future." ”

Xu Huaigu seemed to have no strength to speak, and said with words like gold: "Okay." ”

Deng Zhiyuan turned around and left, Xu Huaigu watched her stay away, relieved, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and suddenly felt extremely painful in his waist, and wanted to untie the long sword behind him for the first time. But then he thought of Deng Paper Kite telling him that he couldn't take it off when he was in a hurry, and he was a little hesitant for a while.

Looking up, Deng Paper Kite had already gone far, Xu Huaigu frowned and hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and put the long sword on his back again.

He meditated on the spot and rested for a few breaths, took heavy steps again, faced the brilliant sunset, wiped his sweat, and went down the mountain.