In the afternoon, everyone went to rest when they were full of wine and food, but An Ziyu followed He Zhennan to the martial arts training ground.

He Zhennan asked kindly, "Won't the virtuous nephew sleep after a full meal?"

An Ziyu said: "I heard that Master He doesn't sleep except at night. I think there must be a reason for this, if I want to become a martial arts master like Master He, I must learn more good habits from the master. ”

He Zhennan was happy: "Virtuous nephew, my habit is not a good habit. I practiced martial arts in a small school, and they were all just and yang, and I was in good health and could stand the heat in my body. Most of my disciples only practice two or three kung fu, and if they want to learn the others, they need my consent. In fact, even at night, I only slept for two hours, and the rest of the time I was exercising and adjusting my qi to achieve my normal physique. Not everyone can stand the devastation of Lei Zhenmen's internal strength. But as long as I am a thunderous person, my body is all fine. Every time I come to the martial arts training ground when no one is around, first, to meet my own needs, and secondly, to avoid others, in case someone steals the learning, learns but does not accept, and harms myself. ”

An Ziyu nodded and said, "Understood." ”

He Zhennan looked at An Ziyu, who was still childish, and suddenly sighed: "If I had a child, at least I would be as old as you." ”

An Ziyu comforted: "The grandmaster of the He Sect Generation, the world is full of peach and plums, and they are all your children." People live for a lifetime, and it is better to pass on incense than to pass on fame, which is also Ziyu's lifelong pursuit. ”

He Zhennan said happily: "I can speak." Come, you demonstrate the first three moves of the sword qi in your door, and then tell me the mantra of the fourth move, and I will give you some pointers. ”

"Okay. ”

An Ziyu demonstrated it according to He Zhennan's request, and then told He Zhennan the mantra of the fourth move. He Zhennan took the Xuantie Sword in An Ziyu's hand, and practiced it again according to An Ziyu's demonstration just now.

An Ziyu sighed: "Master He is really a genius, it's just been just once, and he has written it down." ”

He Zhennan stroked his beard and said, "The Sword Saint and the family master used to be friends. Back then, the Sword Master played a sword in Lei Zhenmen, and I saw it in my eyes, and today is actually the second time. ”

An Ziyu couldn't wait to ask, "Master He, do you have a fourth trick?"

He Zhennan was puzzled: "This flying divine sword style is actually not difficult, it is rare that you have not enough tacit understanding with this sword." ”

"How can you say this?" An Ziyu beat a drum in his heart, this sword is a dead thing, and a person is a living thing, how can there be a tacit understanding.

He Zhennan put his fingers together, stroked the sword body of the Xuantie Sword, and said to An Ziyu with a smile: "Virtuous nephew, you can take a good look." ”

An Ziyu hurriedly paid full attention, and fixed his eyes to see that the beginning of He Zhennan's sword was the first mantra of the flying divine sword style to pay tribute to the sky. Immediately afterwards, He Zhennan demonstrated all the moves of this mantra in front of An Ziyu's eyes very coherently, and although An Ziyu admired it, he was not particularly surprised. Because this sword move can be done by itself, the difficult thing is the realm in the book.

Suddenly, An Ziyu's eyes lit up, and He Zhennan gradually got better, and sent the sword to the sky, and the sword went straight into the nine heavens, and disappeared in an instant. He Zhennan shouted again: "Come!"

The sword flew from behind him again, and the body of the sword continued to tremble, as He Zhennan's limbs continued to rotate around it. After a while, He Zhennan's face turned pale, he turned over and grabbed the hilt of the sword and stabbed it back, and a marble rockery next to the martial arts arena was directly burst in the air, and the dust was filled.

He Zhennan gathered his breath and put away the Xuantie Sword, and sighed selflessly: "Good sword, good swordsmanship!"

An Ziyu's eyes widened, she didn't breathe, and thought: That's right, this is the scene.

He Zhennan seemed to remember An Ziyu who was still watching, turned around and threw the Xuantie Sword to him, and asked, "What, is that so?"

"Yes. An Ziyu said excitedly: "It's exactly the same as my father." ”

He Zhennan said with a smile: "Then you shouldn't leave the Divine Sword Gate to travel around, and let your father teach in the gate for a few years." ”

An Ziyu said: "My father often said that kendo is complicated and simple, and it varies from person to person. If you don't have your own comprehension of swordsmanship, even if you learn it, you can't show your true power. ”

He Zhennan agreed: "The old man agrees with this. However, the old man was more inclined to teach students according to their aptitude, and gave different ways of preaching to disciples with different talents. For extremely talented disciples, those who are masters hope that they can open the mountain gate and do things that no one else can do. In teaching, we will only follow the good path, and will not rush to pull out the seedlings to help them grow. This is also the reason why some disciples with mediocre qualifications are more famous than those who are gifted. Disciples with high talent are often placed high hopes on the master, hoping that they will accumulate and one day reach the top of the martial arts in the future. ”

An Ziyu listened to He Zhennan's remarks, and he was sincerely admired, and couldn't help but say: "Listening to what Master He said is better than reading a book for ten years." After saying that, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Dare to ...... Dare to ask Master He, what is Ziyu's qualifications? I can't even get the hang of this fourth level, can I only do it step by step?"

He Zhennan glanced at An Ziyu and said with a smile: "Do you want the old man to teach you the experience of Fang Cai on the spot now, or do you want the old man to give you a few words of advice, and you will go by yourself?"

An Ziyu said: "Naturally, I hope that Master He will give you a few words." If I want to learn, I have to become the most subtle, empty martial arts, and it is useless to learn them. ”

He Zhennan admired it very much: "Okay, ambitious." Then I will tell you to listen, and you will remember. The old man just played the sword, and he only felt that the eight characters were the key: the sword had a spirit, and a hundred steps pierced Yang. ”

An Ziyu silently recited it twice, still unable to understand its meaning, only knowing that these were the last two sentences of the mantra. He Zhennan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Wonderful, wonderful, such an ordinary oral duel, everyone knows it, but not all of them, this swordsmanship still needs to be corroborated by someone who is destined." Ziyuxian's nephew, the old man will send you another sentence: study hard and practice hard, and you will become a great tool. ”

In fact, the key mental method of martial arts cheats is often at the end of the content, and He Zhennan's implication is that these two key sentences are not surprising in other places, but these two short sentences embarrass a talented young man who can learn sword moves on the spot. Watching from the sidelines yesterday, He Zhennan could see that An Ziyu's set of sword moves that went to heaven and earth was played on the spot, although it was not outstanding, but it was also presentable. This young man has just not yet opened his mind, once he breaks through this fourth level, he will definitely be out of control in the future and become the top swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

An Ziyu felt respectful, puffed up his chest again, and said loudly like listening to an order: Yes!