In the mountains of southwest Luxi, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was covered in blood, running and crawling to the ground and fleeing for his life, while a group of young men were chasing him with swords. The leader was a guy with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and shouted fiercely while chasing: "Little rabbit cub, run again, Lao Tzu will skin you alive." ”

When he saw the child running desperately up the hill, the young man shouted in fright, "Boy, I won't kill you, don't run to the mountain." ”

How could the child listen to him at this time, and continued to run up the mountain, he panicked and hid in the dilapidated Guandi Temple. When the young man who was chasing him saw him enter the ruined temple, his face turned pale with fright, and he turned around and ran down the mountain.

As soon as the child entered the temple gate, he heard someone ask, "Doll, why did you come to Lao Gao?"

The child looked up and saw that it was an old monk who had broken his right leg and was questioning, and he saw that his head was white and pale, his face was full of stubble like a pile of steel wires hanging under his forehead, and he was dressed in a blue robe that was stolen, torn and small. The child looked at the old monk and cried: "My godmother Wen's mother was killed by Liu Jiahu, and now he wants to chase and kill me again, so I will run to the mountains and hide from you." ”

"Huh?" the old monk clasped his hands together in surprise and said, "Amitabha." How could Liu Jiahu kill a kind old mother?"

After Yuebo cried bitterly, he roared angrily: "Liu Jiahu...... I'm going to kill you ......!"

The old monk stared at the young man for a moment and asked, "Your name is Yuebo, right?"

"Hmm. The child nodded in response.

"You've practiced martial arts since you were a child?"

Yuebo was a little surprised when he heard the old monk's question, he hesitated and said, "I have practiced with my mother for a few years." ”

"Good seedlings must have a future. The old monk said as if talking to himself, he pondered for a while, and asked Yuebo, "Do you want to kill Liu Jiahu?"

"Of course I want to, there is a deep hatred in the sea of blood, how can I not take revenge!" Xiao Yuebo clenched his fists with both hands and gritted his teeth.

"There is a backbone," the old monk looked at Yuebo with his eyes as if he was discharged, and asked, "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Yuebo didn't even think about it and said, "I don't want to." ”

The old monk was surprised and asked, "Why? If you don't learn from a teacher, how can you take revenge?"

"It's okay to learn art, but you can't apprentice. ”

The old monk widened his eyes and asked puzzledly: "How many people want to join the old man's disciple, why don't you refuse?"

"There are two reasons for this. ”

"What are the two reasons?" asked the old monk with interest.

Yuebo replied in a young and mature manner: "One of them is that your monk Shenhua is a famous 'one-legged demon, how can I worship a demon as a teacher?'Second, my mother said that Yuebo can't worship a teacher indiscriminately, because there are few people in today's martial arts who can match Bo'er's master." ”

The old monk looked at the miserable mess of the child, and suddenly the husband got up in a blink of an eye, and asked with a smile: "This, you, how do you know the old man's name?"

"You forgot, my godmother Wen often brings you food. ”

"Oh...... , Wen's mother knows the details of the old man. The old monk said: "The old man taught you a trick, which is enough to kill Liu Jiahu's rabbit cub, are you willing to learn?"

"Don't apprentice, I'll learn. ”

"For more than ten years of love for Mother Wen's delivery of food to me, I will teach you a trick unconditionally. ”

When the old monk saw that Yuebo was carrying a sword, he asked, "Whose sword is you carrying behind you?"

"This sword is my mother's heirloom. ”

"Oh, look at the hilt and spike of this sword, the identity of the former owner of this sword is not simple. ”

Yuebo had heard Wen Ma and the people in the Han Wang Gang discuss that this Shenhua monk's martial arts cultivation was one of the top masters in China, ranking ninth among the top ten demons. He thought that it was good to learn this old devil's move, and if he didn't learn it, he wouldn't learn it, so Yuebo followed the old monk to learn the martial arts of "one move and one potential".

Monk Shenhua helped Yue wash his face and apply medicinal powder to his wounds, and then began to tell about the sword moves, and then demonstrated them repeatedly.

In order to take revenge, Yuebo desperately practiced a trick taught by the old monk. Although he was full of doubts about the use of a sword technique, he still practiced it with great devotion. This sword move made Yuebo practice for three consecutive days before he became familiar with it.

Subsequently, the monk Shenhua began to practice with Yuebo, and practiced for another three days, the effect was not very ideal, the anxious little Yuebo cried, and the old monk said: "Yuebo, you have just started, it is already great to be able to practice this time, how about resting for a while and then practicing?"

In this way, Yuebo practiced with Monk Shenhua in the Guandi Temple for more than a month, and gradually felt it, and the old monk laughed loudly.

At this time, Yuebo stood in place and fell into deep thought, and after a while, he suddenly said: "Old monk, your lower limbs have been exposed just now, as long as my sword turns into a stab, you will be defeated." ”

"Haha, the poor monk has no legs here, what are you teasing?" After the old monk laughed when he heard this, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and said: "Sure enough, the old man didn't teach you in vain." As long as you can do what you want, the boss will not treat you badly after the deed is done. ”

Yuebo fell into contemplation again, and after a long time, he shook his head and said: "No, from straight stabbing to flirting, it's easy to say, it's hard to do, I'm familiar with this "one move and one trend", if it suddenly changes to another trend halfway, I may not be able to grasp the strength, and I have fought to the critical moment, I may also be tired, how can I have that ruthlessness." ”

The monk sighed and said, "If you are willing to worship me as a teacher, everything will be simple. ”

Yuebo smiled faintly and said: "Thank you for your love, but it's a pity that you and I are not the people along the way, and I may have to fight with you for life and death in the future, so there is no need to mention this apprenticeship." ”

The old monk sighed, got up and said, "Let's continue to fight until you can successfully change your moves." ”

The two of them then began to practice against each other again, and practiced until dusk, when Yuebo was finally able to change the "straight stab" to "one flirtation". Although this sword seemed reluctant and weak, it finally made gratifying progress.

Seeing this, the old monk encouraged: "Yes, continue to practice." ”

The two of them began to repeat the test dozens of times, but they still couldn't improve. The old monk said, "Let's exchange identities and see." ”

As a result, the old monk tried three times in a row, and only succeeded once. Seeing this, Yuebo also encouraged: "As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, this proverb makes sense." Let's keep fighting. ”

The old monk nodded, swung his sword and struck it, and Yuebo stabbed straight through with his sword. They have been practicing for more than 50 days, and they have only practiced one move, and they have only one momentum. In this way, the sword comes and goes, and it is like this again and again, and it is not boring to practice.

Don't look at this only "one move and one potential", but in the hands of the old monk, it is ever-changing, different directions, different strengths, different parts, and different sword methods, all of which make this simple move and one potential have rich connotations. The two practiced like this for two months, and at noon this day, the old monk said, "It seems that we should break up." ”