Kneel to the heavens and the earth, kneel to the ancestors, kneel to the master, kneel to the king.

Only there is no rule of kneeling to you, old horseman.

Wen Shou jumped like thunder: "Let me kneel you, you can dream of it, unless I break my two legs." ”

The man stood up and said, "Thank you for reminding me, I'm going to break your legs, I'm going to make your mouth hard." ”

The wooden sword slashed down into the air, obviously it was just a sword, but it was divided into two sword qi and slashed Wen Shou's legs.

Wen Shou stomped his feet and stepped back.

The sword qi hit the wooden plank, and with a "click", a deep sword mark appeared.

The felt man did not pursue, and sarcastically said, "If you have a kind, you will come into the pavilion." ”

Wen Shou was not to be outdone, and said ruthlessly: "There is a kind of you coming out of the pavilion." ”

The felt man seemed to be stimulated by his nerves, and lifted his stiff-looking foot pole, which frightened Wen Shou to hurriedly retreat.

However, the felt man's foot pole retracted when he stepped into the air, and he sat down on the stone pier with his head held high, and leisurely raised his long beard.

Wen Shou could only continue to rain it.

In the morning, the heavy rain gradually became lighter, but snowflakes fell from the sky.

The temperature is lower.

The rain is getting lighter, but the snow is getting heavier.

Wen Shou turned the yang energy in his body, and his qi and blood ran wild, and the heat of his whole body rose like a flame to resist the severe cold.

It's not a problem to go on like this.

Wen Shou slowly approached the Huxin Pavilion and asked tentatively: "Let me go into the pavilion to avoid the snow, you and I have no grievances, why are you so-for-tat, it's just a small contradiction that you can't deal with in a few words." ”

The man sat with his head upright all the time, not moving, as if he had settled down.

Wen Shou said to himself: "If you don't object, you agree, I'm in." ”

The man of the felt hat never answered him.

After a long time, without refusal, Wen Shou stepped forward and wanted to step into the pavilion.

At this time, a strange voice sounded: "If you can take my sword, I will let you enter the pavilion." ”

"Okay, that's a deal."

Although I don't know how strong this felt hat man is, Wen Shou will talk about it next.

At the same time, the mind was spinning, and the Taiyin air in the spirit wheel was flowing into the body, and the sword moves in "Drifting Snow and Winter Rain Swordsmanship" appeared in his mind like a movie.

"Winter rain hits plantains."

"Sleet."

"Snow drifts in the world."

"It's winter in the world."

Wen Shou only learned the first sword - winter rain to fight bananas, and the second sword learned to swallow dates.

The felt man seems to have no waves in the ancient well, who knows what bad water is hidden, if you use this sword to catch it, it is far from enough to see, however, the other swords have not been learned.

Forget it, no matter, catch the ducks on the shelves, and if you can't catch it, you won't enter the pavilion.

"You draw your sword."

The felt man was slow to come out with his sword, and Wen Shou didn't know what stupid medicine he was selling in his gourd.

The felt man sneered: "I am in a hurry to fall into the lake and drink ice water." ”

Wen Shoutao was almost: "Do you know Yang Yiyi?" ”

The man replied, "Yes." ”

Wen Shou smiled: "I'll ...... with her"

The man of the felt hat interrupted him: "I'm not familiar, don't come to set up a relationship." ”

Wen Shou bit his lip, revealing a playful look.

"Shocking."

With a solemn voice, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, obviously far away in the sky, but it was led to the pavilion by the sword of the felt man.

I saw a glimpse of the shock, and it did not disperse for a long time, like a torrent pouring towards Wen Shou.

"Sleet."

It was so fast that Wen Shou didn't have time to hesitate, and the speed of the Yin and Yang Qi of the six spirit wheels was increased to the extreme.

Taiyin Qi quickly gathered in his palm, injected it into the sword body, silently recited the sword technique in his mouth, and quickly stabbed out sixteen swords that were super capable of exerting in front of him.

The rain in the sky suddenly became rapid;

The snowflakes were drifting slowly, but they suddenly increased their speed and fell densely, filling the space where the shock came.

The sword qi was covered by snowflakes and raindrops, and the fiery red light was fully thought to be blocked.

Wen Shou clearly sensed that the sword qi penetrated the snow curtain and forced in front of him, burning his cold face with hot and painful pain, as if he was in a situation of ice and fire.

"Touching ......"

With a muffled sound, Wen Shou's body resisted the terrifying sword qi that came from the killing, and as soon as he retreated, he took seven steps, and the wooden plate was cracked.

In the end, he didn't take the sword, and his whole body was knocked away, and he fell into the lake by the wooden bridge.

"Weak chicken."

Stabilizing his body and emerging from the lake, Wen Shou saw that the felt man dropped a sarcastic nickname, the soles of his feet shook slightly, his figure rose flat on the ground, and he walked out of the lake pavilion without looking back, flew over the lake, and disappeared behind the col at the west corner of the lake.

The back is unexpectedly chic and wanton, incomparably wonderful.

Wen Shou climbed up to the lake pavilion with difficulty, took a long breath, ran yang qi, repaired the blocked meridians in the body, and with the flow of qi and blood, the body temperature increased, and the water stains on the body were evaporated.

Takefu's physique was really amazing, but in just half an hour, most of his injuries were healed.

Regardless of the tricks played by the felt man, Wen Shou rushed out of the Huxin Pavilion and immediately recalled the sword of "sleet" just now.

He silently recited the "Drifting Snow and Winter Rain Sword Technique", and the Taiyin Qi urged the Taiyin Sword Qi to disperse around his body, and then released his divine sense to control these sword qi, using the sword "Sleet".

Strictly speaking, Wen Shou was not fully learned, and he relied on the rain and snow that already existed between heaven and earth.

The real meaning of learning is that without sleet, he can also sleet with a sword.

After repeated drills, Wen Shou became more and more handy.

It's just that no matter how fast Wen Shou's progress is, every time he encounters the appearance of the felt man, he will either fall into the lake and become a soup chicken, or stand on the wooden bridge in the rain and snow.

The Huxin Pavilion occupied by the felt man, he didn't even have to think about the place where he didn't have a cone.

After a few encounters, the felt man was not actually human.

It's a battle puppet, not an ordinary puppet, not only is the kendo cultivation outrageously strong, but the overall combat power is also very high.

In the red mirror, Wen Shou spent three days in a row such miserable days.

It wasn't until Yang Yiyi appeared on the fourth night that she gave him an incomparably gentle and sweet comfort, which made him feel that all these hardships were worth suffering.

At the same time, Yang Yiyi also collected some medicinal materials suitable for the martial arts physique, and washed the body with medicinal baths every night.

Combat training, medicinal bath baptism, Taoist double cultivation, and the rotation of the triple path, even ordinary people will advance by leaps and bounds, not to mention the warmth of the system in hand.

Ten days later, Wen Shou took on a new look, no longer six chakras, but the peak of the eight grades of martial arts, and all seven chakras in his body were condensed.

When the seven chakras were running at the same time, the qi and blood of the whole body were like a turbulent flood rushing through the meridians, and the strength increased exponentially, reaching an astonishing two thousand equals.

Wen Shou found a problem, his martial arts physique was still more suitable for walking the fierce sword path.

For example, the decisive swordsmanship of Jinghong is not a feminine swordsmanship such as sleet.

He confided this concern to Yang Yiyi.

However, Yang Yiyi does not think so.

She felt that since Wen Shou was a yin and yang dao fetus with such an anti-heaven physique, if she wanted to be more accomplished in the way of the sword, she had to do the opposite, be inclusive, and let a hundred flowers bloom.

As the saying goes, there is yang in yin, yin and yang in yang, yin and yang are mutual, and the Tao is one.

This answer persuaded Wen Shou, and he was ready to go on without hesitation.