Lei Ming left, there were only three people left in the hall, Xiaomei stepped aside, watched silently, and Fengyue said: "Qiankan." Lin Yi was slightly stunned, then stepped towards the dry position with his right foot, and then withdrew his left foot to the back, driving his body to turn sideways.

Fengyue told the truth: "These two steps can avoid the frontal slash, Xiaomei, and you come to make a move." ”

Xiaomei walked to the middle of the field and said with a smile: "Lin Gongzi, look at the move!"

Saying that, his left fist smashed down head-on, Lin Yi didn't dare to underestimate it, and repeated his old tricks on the spot, just retreating and dodging. Xiaomei's right arm was raised, slowly swept over, and Fengyue shouted: "Lean over Xunzhen!"

Lin Yi hurriedly bent over, stepped on the left front with his right foot, twisted his upper body, passed through the bottom of Xiaomei's elbow with his back, and landed on his left side with his left foot, and the person was behind her.

Xiaomei launched an offensive, and her martial arts were not weak. Lin Yi obeyed Fengyue's command and walked all sixty-four steps several times, and was accidentally hit by Xiaomei's hand, but fortunately, she didn't make any effort, but it didn't hurt. Halfway to rest, Lin Yi was led by Xiaomei and went to Yaochi to bathe, and the exhaustion was swept away, and he came back to continue.

Lin Yi made up his mind, studied hard, and took advantage of the moonlight at night to step on footwork in the courtyard, and rushed to the main hall during the day. As the days passed, the sixty-four changes gradually became familiar, and the tossing and turning was no longer astringent, and became the same.

Lin Yi made rapid progress, and when he stayed later, he would be able to react without being reminded by Fengyue. Xiaomei also increased her speed, and Lin Yi walked around her like a swimming fish, slippery and not sticky.

At dawn that day, Xiaomei sent a new set of clothes. Lin Yi thanked him for putting it on, his body sank suddenly, and he raised his hand to touch it, and there was an iron block in it, which was quite weighty.

Xiaomei said: "This set of clothes was made by Sister Fengyue and ordered me, weighing fifty catties, Lin Gongzi will wear it in the future, it is easy not to take off, and he has to run ten laps around the ridge every day, and then go to the main hall to practice martial arts." ”

Lin Yi struggled to move his steps, his chest was suddenly compressed, and his breathing was more difficult than ever. Sweating, trembling on two legs, running towards the top of the mountain, every step was extremely exertional, but he didn't dare to take it off.

During the day, he and Xiaomei practiced, their limbs were like lead, dragging mud and water when tossing and turning, and they were always hit, so they had to grit their teeth and hold on. When I returned to my room at night, I collapsed heavily on the bed, exhausted.

Time passed quietly, and in the main hall, a young man propped his hands on the ground, constantly standing up, sweat wetting the ground into a human shape. He gasped and counted the numbers in his mouth, until he was five hundred strokes, then he stopped, rested for a while, and ran out towards the mountain, his thin body shaky.

After a few days, he slowly adjusted to the weight, and Xiaomei brought back a letter, written by Luo Shan. The letter explained that Luoshan heard that Lin Yi had successfully ascended Kunlun, and the saint was willing to teach him martial arts, and praised Lin Yi for a while, urging him to study hard and not be lazy. He rushed back to the Cloud Country, while Luo Caiwei stayed in the Western Wilderness and followed Lei Ming to play in various tribes of the demon clan.

When Lin Yi learned where they were going, he also let go of his mind a little and focused more on cultivation, and his endurance and footwork improved day by day.

Xiaomei propped up a shelf in the courtyard, pulled a long rope and tied it to the peach tree, called Lin Yi, and said: "Sister Fengyue wants you to practice the Nine Palaces Bagua Step in the courtyard by yourself after you come back at night, but you have to shuttle back and forth around this rope, Lin Gongzi, see me show you." ”

The long rope hung on Xiaomei's chest, she shook her body, bent down and lowered her head, passed through below, reached the left side, took another step, and then wrapped around the right side of the rope, and so on, and so on.

Lin Yi understood the meaning, so he concocted it according to the law, and made a roundabout detour under the rope, from early morning to late at night, with a full homework arrangement.

When he was completely accustomed to the weight of the iron coat, Xiaomei added another fifty catties to him. Suddenly, it was back to before, every step was extremely heavy, like carrying a sandbag forever, and the true qi was running rapidly, not daring to stop.

The conditions are harsh and the training methods are extreme, but Lin Yi is still firm in his beliefs and indomitable, and after another month, the Nine Palaces Bagua Step has finally achieved a small success.

In the evening of this day, he stood on the cliff and looked at the peach blossoms blooming at the bottom of the mountain, and his mood was extraordinarily peaceful. And ten zhang away, the wind and the moon are slim, the breeze blows the sleeves of the clothes, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to a hook, the peach blossoms are floating, surging to the side like flowing water, and solemnly said: "Take off the iron clothes." ”

Lin Yi took off his coat after hearing the order, threw it outward, threw it on the ground, smashed a deep pit in the soil, and felt a light on his body. He inhaled greedily, his chest bulged high, and he slowly spit out, and all his limbs were comfortable.

Fengyue stretched out her hand and pointed at Lin Yi, and shouted, "Go!" For a while, the wind swept down the cherry blossoms, the moon shone on the cliff wall, and the petals shot out like sharp arrows.

Lin Yiyun got his true qi and shuttled through the chaotic cherry blossoms, his body shape was changeable, his posture was impermanent, and he would return if he went back. The expression on his face is leisurely, and his footwork is far better than before, as if he wants to fly. When entering, it is like a swallow penetrating vertically, fast and incoherent, and when retreating, it is like a catkins fluttering, and it is light and turning. Secretly stepping on the gossip of the Nine Palaces, flickering left and right, rushing forward and backward, turning into a hazy black shadow, chasing the wind and electricity.

After a long time of incense, Feng Yue stopped, Lin Yi immediately stopped, and looked at the dozens of pink marks on her clothes, she said indifferently: "In the future, I will come here every night to practice until you don't get a leaf on your body." ”

......

Spring goes to summer, flowers bloom and fail, and Xiaoxiao has passed March. Lin Yi soaked in Yao Chi twice a day, all the impurities in his body were discharged, and his body also grew strongly, his abdominal muscles were faintly raised, and his muscles and bones became more and more tough.

Under the supervision of Feng Yue, his Nine Palace Bagua Step was already quite popular, and he turned to practice swordsmanship.

In the martial arts hall, Lin Yi was sweating profusely, and he slashed down with a sword, shouting: "Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

Feng Yue sat on the side, watched quietly, waited for him to shout "three thousand", and said, "Stop first, now learn to stab." ”

Lin Yi put away the knife and stood still, under his wet hair, his eyes were hot, and he said excitedly: "Thank you, Lord Holy Maiden!"

Feng Yue got up and said slowly: "When stabbing, your elbows should be clamped, your left palm against the tail ring, and your right hand will hold the handle of the knife and push the tip of the knife out." As he spoke, he took off the embroidered spring knife from the shelf, put his left hand against the tail end, and took three steps forward with his jade foot, stabbing three times in the left and right, as fast as lightning, in one go.

Lin Yi imitated her posture, struck several times in a row, and turned around and asked, "Holy Maiden, the kid has something to understand, why do you have to use your left hand to exert strength, shouldn't it be that your right arm is strong?"

Feng Yue explained: "The sword is different from the fists and feet, the blade is sharp, and you don't need to use much strength to hurt people, so you can use your left hand to exert force." However, in actual combat, the right wrist is more flexible and suitable for controlling the direction. ”

Lin Yi was enlightened by her words and realized: "I understand." ”

"Chopping, stabbing, sweeping, etc., are just the basics, and when you are proficient, you have to learn feints and change moves. ”

"Feint?"

"The so-called feint attack is to lure the enemy to make a move, and then avoid the real and attack the false. Feng Yue took off a long stick and said, "The seniors summed up the experience of changing moves from the battlefield and condensed them in the way of dancing flowers. ”

She held the long stick with both hands, danced into a gray stick flower, roared, enveloped herself, stopped after a moment, stood with the stick, and said: "The knife flower is similar to the stick flower, both hands should be held in the middle of the handle, turn the wrist back and forth, and the blade will go from the outside to the inside, and then to the outside." ”

"Can knife flowers hurt people?" Lin Yi said in surprise.

"Not only can it hurt people, but it is also the essence of technical attack. Feng Yue put the long stick back on the shelf, walked in front of Lin Yi with the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and said, "You come to take it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yue raised the knife in both hands and slashed it, Lin Yi crossed the knife, but in the blink of an eye, the embroidered spring knife was like air, passing through the body of the ring head knife and pointing at his throat.

"Huh?" Lin Yi was horrified. Fengyue continued to attack, and whenever he wanted to block it, the embroidered spring knife turned into a wisp of white smoke, fluttered through the defense, and stopped in front of his vital point.

"How is it possible, I clearly blocked it!" Lin Yi was dumbfounded, stunned in place, Fengyue's moves were simply amazing, making him unbelievable.

"I'll slow down this time, and you'll see. Feng Yue slowly slashed down with the knife, Lin Yi raised the knife in shock, seeing that the two were about to collide, Feng Yue's wrist was raised sideways, the blade was retracted, and the ring head blade was retracted, and as the wrist twisted, it was lifted from below, and the tip of the blade was pointed at his throat.

"How can it be!" Lin Yi said suddenly.

"The essence of this trick is to be fast, and the amplitude should be small, you can hold more knife flowers in your spare time, and familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible. ”

Basic knife skills are also roughly mastered. However, when the two are combined, the true qi cannot run smoothly, and they often lose sight of one and the other, making them scramble.

The two of them stood outside the pavilion on the ridge, Lin Yi asked the reason with respect, and Feng Yue explained: "If you want to integrate the light sword technique, you still need to practice the real knife technique. ”

Lin Yiqi said: "What is the real knife technique?"

"While making a knife, while moving, luck, distraction, mutual difficulty, fighting, a little trance, small life is not guaranteed. Therefore, it is necessary to integrate the three, compile various knife techniques, practice to perfection, and perform them at will, so that they can be put into actual combat. ”

Feng Yue paused, looked at him with satisfaction, and said, "These days, I have been working hard, and I am very satisfied. Today, if you want to pass on a set of Zhenshan stunts, how about it?"

Lin Yi was overjoyed when he heard this, leaned down and bowed down, and said excitedly: "Please pass on the art of the saint, the kid is deeply gracious, and he can't repay him for his death!"

"The apprentice is clever, and the master is also happy to teach. Feng Yue Wan'er smiled, revealing a bit of a girlish demeanor, coughed a few times, and said: "This set of tricks is called the Liangyi Knife Method, which is divided into two ways, Yin and Yang, and the styles are very different, and the combination of the two knives is more powerful, but one person is not weak." ”

She walked to the open space, closed the knife across the back waist, tied it to the belt with a tether, pressed the handle of the knife with her right hand, and said: "This is the Tibetan knife style, step on Xun Xun, and make a knife with a backhand." ”

Lin Yi's eyes widened, and he was paying attention. I saw Fengyue's left foot step towards the Xun position, his backhand drew his knife and swept it, and his right foot also stepped in front of the left.

Feng Yue explained: "If the opponent attacks from the right side or from above, the blade follows the opponent's blade, sweeps through his arm, and cuts to the neck. If you attack from the left, you will lower your stance, raise your blade to block the opponent's weapon, and stab him in the throat with your left palm. ”

Feng Yue held the end of the handle with his left hand, released his right hand, turned the blade of the knife and held it again, pointing forward, "This is called the positive knife style, the handle of the knife protects the lower abdomen, and the tip of the knife is raised diagonally forward, pointing to the opposite side, guarding his middle line." ”

Lin Yi rehearsed it in his mind, nodded and said, "I remember." ”

"Okay, you look carefully, the first move, chasing the wind and shadows!"