Dawn, roosters, the sky is high and clear, making people feel calm.

Duanmu Yu is not a person who indulges in pleasure. This courtyard is in disrepair, and the beds, chairs, tables, and stools are all damaged, but Duanmuyu doesn't mind it.

Wake up early as usual, read, write, practice martial arts, reflect on it, and plan. At this moment, he is writing and writing in the small study room that he has temporarily cleaned out, and what he is writing is "Friendship with Gentlemen" by Xu Qianmeng, a great Confucian of the Turkic country: Friendship with gentlemen, faith without doubt, no backing and no avoidance;

"Knock! knock!" there was a knock on the door. The study was small, the door was already dilapidated and difficult to close, when Duanmu Rong knocked on the door, Duanmu Yu had already seen him, but he didn't raise his head, and said briskly: "Say it!"

Duanmu Jing held a small bamboo tube in both hands, and said respectfully: "Young master, I just received an urgent letter from the capital for six hundred miles."

Duanmu Yu raised his head and looked at Duanmu Jing, and said with a smile: "I'm writing, you can read it to me." ”

"Yes, young master!" Duanmu bowed and replied, then opened the bamboo tube, took out a note, spread it out and read, "Dahua summoned martial arts masters to gather in the capital on the sixth day of June, and wanted to be disadvantageous to my noble ministers. After Duanmu finished reading, his expression changed greatly, and he said hurriedly, "Young master, how is this good?"

"Hehe, what are you anxious about! If you want to kill someone, you must be ready to be killed, when we leave, don't we all write a farewell letter?" Duanmu Yu smiled, and turned from laughter to coldness, "We are like this, and so is Dahua, they are going to come to the country to make trouble, but they want to see how capable they are!

"It turns out that the young master has already made a plan, Duanmu Jing is too worried!" Duanmu Jing suddenly realized, "Young master, then do we still want to go back to Yinyang City?"

"We have been away from Yinyang City for a long time, and it is time to go back. Duanmu Yu said lightly, "But this time I came to Anxian, Mei Siyuan didn't succeed, so I can't just do it." Before returning to Yinyang, there is one more thing to do. I saw him pick up a piece of paper from the table, and three vigorous characters were written on the white paper: return to the horse gun.

In the courtyard of the West Wing of the Yanyun Administration's Mansion, the Taoist priests of the nine generations of Zhenwuguan were practicing swords, and Mei Yuanchen was sitting on the stone bench on the side and watching carefully.

"Uncle Xiao, don't sit there and watch, come and point us a few tricks!" Zhi Cang put away the sword move in his hand, walked towards the stone bench, and said with a smile Mei Yuanchen. He is nine years older than Mei Yuanchen, and although he calls Mei Yuanchen "uncle" in his mouth, he treats him as a peer in his daily life.

Mei Yuanchen leaned over, with a puzzled expression: "Your swordsmanship, I have only been here for a while, but I have never learned it before, where can I guide you?"

Zhi Cang grabbed Mei Yuanchen's sleeve and walked to the courtyard, and said with a smile: "No matter! We had already seen you make a move the day before yesterday, but we didn't expect your martial arts to be so good!

Mei Yuanchen watched from the side for more than an hour, but he saw this set of swordsmanship seventy-seven eighty-eight, and Zhicang pulled himself to instruct, and Mei Yuanchen followed half-push and half-smooth. The other eight teachers and nephews of the other eight generations of teachers and nephews flocked to the front. Since the battle with the gangsters the day before yesterday, everyone knows that his martial arts are excellent, and he is only higher than the three uncles and uncles of the Zhanzi generation, and much higher than the nine of them.

"That's good. I'll tell you what's wrong, and if it's wrong, bear with me. Mei Yuanchen learned the "one" swordsmanship, and at this time, it was quite simple to see this set of real martial arts swordsmanship, and he also saw a lot of clues, and he also had some confidence in his heart, "I'll do it first, you can see if it's right." After speaking, he took the sword from Zhi Cang's hand, jumped two feet away, and used the sword moves he learned from beginning to end.

Mei Yuanchen made a sword on the side, and the Taoist priests of the Zhizi generation exclaimed one after another: "Wow, Uncle Xiao's swordsmanship, this... He said he hadn't learned before, so how could I believe it!"

"I've been practicing this true martial arts for 14 years, and I have realized that I have achieved a small success, and my little uncle's attainments are much higher than mine! Look at that trick 'Fish Leaping Dragon Gate', I pick diagonally from the bottom up, and press the stab from the top down, how can I not practice it well..."

"Ah, that's it! This trick 'White Horse Crossing the Gap' is the most difficult to practice! Entering the body to stab the sword, the body is moving and the sword cannot be deviated in the slightest, without more than ten years of kung fu, where can the stabbing be accurate?"

... ...

After Mei Yuanchen finished practicing, he walked in front of everyone and asked, "You have also seen it, am I practicing correctly?"

Zhi Yang was full of emotion in his heart at this time, took half a step back, bowed slightly, and said heavily: "Uncle Shi!

Several senior brothers of Zhicang also took a half step back and called, "Uncle!" Everyone didn't know much about Mei Yuanchen before, they only knew that he was the younger disciple of Master (Uncle) of Qingxuan, and he was indeed his own uncle in terms of seniority. However, the day before yesterday and today, I saw him make a move, Mei ☞ Yuanchen's martial arts cultivation is really worthy of the name of everyone's uncle, and he changed his words immediately.

Mei Yuanchen was embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "You still call me Uncle Xiao, I am younger than you, I am not used to hearing you call me like this." Everyone was amused and gladly agreed.

... ...

"This move, 'Eagle Strikes the Sky', was originally intended to stab the enemy in the throat. The so-called attack on the enemy must be defended, and this trick is not wrong. It's just that the enemy must defend, and when we make a move, the enemy must have a defensive move and a move to avoid it, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to hit it with one blow. It is better to stab halfway through the sword move, and the tip of the sword turns sharply down six inches to attack the enemy's chest and lungs. When the enemy saw your move, he expected that you would stab him in the throat, so he naturally tilted his head back to avoid retreating. If the stab to the throat is a false move, the sword stabs half of it suddenly turns to the chest. At this time, the enemy has already made a move, and he will definitely not be able to take care of his chest, and most of them will be hit. ”

"Ah, wonderful!

"yes, I didn't think of that!"

... ...

"This move 'Changhong Guanri' is fierce in castration, and the slightest lack of strength in the move will be inaccurate. It is easier to make a thorn move, although the wound is not so deep, the wound is much larger, although it cannot be fatal for a while, but the enemy will be exhausted by losing blood for a long time. ”

"Not bad! Not bad! This move is too difficult to grasp, and often the sword style is gorgeous but it can't hurt the enemy..."

"Uncle Xiaoshi, there is, there is more! My trick of 'breaking tears from people' is such a trick, how do you think it can be changed?"

... ...

Mei Yuanchen wants to answer all questions, and the answers and explanations are often appropriate, which makes people refreshing and empowered. Perhaps, this is the "one" swordsmanship, the sword intent is in the front, the sword move is in the back, and the essence of the sword is made with the intention.

Mei Yuanchen thought, no wonder the master didn't teach me this set of real martial arts swordsmanship, although this swordsmanship is exquisite, but it falls into a trap and traps itself in the moves; often too much pursuit of the complex and subtle moves, but loses the original intention of hurting the enemy to win. "One" swordsmanship is very different, the moves are concise, but every move is intended to hurt the enemy. The sword intent is decisive, and the move can be fast, swift, and accurate, without delay, making it difficult for the enemy to avoid defense, and it really lives up to the master's "killing skills"!

"There are so many villains who want to harm my father, why don't I give this set of 'one' swordsmanship to the guards in the house! Mei Yuanchen couldn't help but think.