In the construction of imagination, the Spring and Autumn Martial Arts Academy began to expand and grow step by step from the construction of stones, and the pictures were presented in Jian Shuzhi's mind one by one......

Jian Shuzhi was trapped in the torrent of the times and couldn't extricate himself. In front of him, a hundred sons raised swords to the soldiers' mountain, a husband knocked on the pass to break the company camp, a young man in white appeared, a murderous laugh and drank a pot of wine, red sleeves appeared to add incense, and a sword dance moved in all directions,...... There are too many pictures in front of me, and the Spring and Autumn Martial Arts Academy is like a brilliant galaxy, with bright stars on it, which is amazing.

This kind of style and bones, there is the generosity to die knowing that it cannot be done, the courage to go to the past despite thousands of people, the perseverance of old and strong, and the heroism of women who do not let their eyebrows go,...... Every scene is facing life and death, the waves are magnificent, and the canopy disappears between laughter and conversation...... Among the many pictures, there is a swordsman in green clothes and an armored general who are particularly eye-catching, as if they are overshadowed by the stars, which is even more extraordinary......

The picture ends, like a dream. Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Jian Shuzhi stood in the ruins and looked up at the starry sky, feeling that the blood in his body was boiling and flowing, and he couldn't calm down for a long time...... The white jade pendant hanging between the neck and neck moved at this time, as if something wanted to break out of the pendant, and the pendant trembled.

At this time, a person stood under the starry sky outside the ruins and looked at Jian Shuzhi, with a white tiger lying prone beside him, this person said to himself, "Since it can pull the heavenly machine and resonate with the will of the predecessors, it should be the destiny of heaven...... Anyway, the old man will help you......" The man pointed with one hand, and an invisible qi machine poured out from his fingertips and scattered into the ruins. The white jade pendant seemed to feel the kindness of that qi, and began to absorb it, slowly becoming calm.

Of course, with Jian Shuzhi's perception at this moment, he couldn't perceive the existence of this master at all, nor could he feel the flow of these qi machines. The white jade pendant was held in his palm and slowly fell silent. For him, that should be a good thing.

Just when he was rejoicing, the white jade pendant began to tremble again, more violently than the last time, the outer brilliance gradually dimmed, the inner moire became clear, and began to swim and flow, and finally came out of the wall, seeped through the palm, followed the acupuncture points, and finally formed a sword-like tattoo on his left forearm and attached to the skin. There was no discomfort in the arm, no abnormality in the internal organs, the pulse was normal, and the qi and blood were active. The tattoo could not be seen clearly at night, and the white jade pendant also lost its aura.

Jian Shuzhi stayed in the back mountain for a few days. Although it was not as imagined, I was able to find any opportunity to break the game. But he was also satisfied, after all, he really felt and saw the enthusiasm and blood of many predecessors in the rivers and lakes of swords and swords and the battlefield of Iron Horse Jingo...... A thought is as comfortable as possible, and there is no regret in my heart.

The little fat man looked very happy when he saw Jian Shuzhi return safely. To quote him, there is no need to face the bleak life and go up the mountain to collect his body.

The inheritance of the Spring and Autumn Martial Arts Academy does exist, that is, after Jian Shu's heart reads all the books on the fifth floor without distraction, and a vision appears in the library pavilion: the words in all the books and documents seem to overflow from the pages of the book as if the substance is materialized, and finally levitate in the air to form a picture scroll. One of the volumes: it is written that "Nine Notes on the Book of Swords", with a swordsman in a green shirt, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, standing near the river, freehand and graceful. Another volume: It is written that "Wufu Minutes", with a golden armor general, a horizontal sword is immediate, and the soldiers are on the battlefield, and the spirit is majestic. A voiceover came into his ears, "Looking through the collection of books in the Wenge, you can manifest things and gain insight into heaven." Today, by Ru's "Nine Notes on the Book of Swords" and "Wufu Minutes", the Spring and Autumn Martial Arts Academy is immortal. The text of the scroll changed abruptly, scattered and reorganized, revealing the detailed content of the two martial arts books, the "Nine Notes on the Book of Swords" and the "Minutes of Wufu". Jian Shuzhi's gaze was fixed on these words, forcibly absorbing them.

Eventually, the words began to dissolve, turning into points of light and disappearing into the library.

Elder Hong should have seen these changes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "I see, I see." "Then he waved to the sky," the head of the Spring and Autumn Academy sent the two sages of the Guardian to their places. ”

The inheritance seed of the Spring and Autumn Martial Arts Academy is hidden on the fifth floor of the Wen Pavilion, not in the fifth floor. As the saying goes, "Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will be revealed", and if you miss any book in your collection, you will not be able to trigger a manifestation. Jian Shuzhi laughed at himself that he should be the most boring protégé in the history of the academy, and he would read so many books after reading them, and he broke the game by mistake, and continued the incense for the inheritance of the martial arts academy. As for why the sages of the Martial Academy sowed seeds in the collection, it really has another deep meaning.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings. The second conquest of the ancient kingdom of Canaan has not yet arrived, but the Dayan Empire is mired in civil war and cannot extricate itself. Because the court devoted all the country's strength to support the construction of the western frontier, set up heavy troops to defend the border line, and because the later encirclement and suppression of the Mangcang floods failed to hurt their muscles and bones, the army of the Mangcang people grew stronger and stronger, and slowly turned into a stubborn disease.

In recent years, the Mangcang army took advantage of the fact that the court had no time to take care of it, and the local feudal government did nothing, so they quietly recruited talents, sharpened their soldiers and horses, and gradually grew their wings. Lin Tiecheng, the leader of the Mangcang army, supported his troops and led his troops to capture several states and counties, and began to establish himself as a country, with the name: "Fengtian." ”

The court was in an uproar, and sent a message to the world, and asked for it with soldiers and horses. The local feudal lords responded one after another and began to gather men and horses to launch an offensive. The court appointed Zuo Huairen as the general of Pingnan, commanding the three armies, and all the armies and horses were at his disposal. He also appointed Cao Yu as the supervisor of the army and went out with the army. Since then, the war in Dayan has begun.

"Wufu Minutes" records: The world's martial artists are divided into three realms and nine realms, third-rate masters, second-class masters, and first-class masters. The third-rate master will enter the room, the second-class master will only enter the hall, and the first-class master can reach the peak. Entering the indoor realm to practice art and body, ascending to the hall realm to practice qi, and creating the extreme realm to practice the gods. The purpose of practicing the body is to quench the skin, ease the tendons, forge the bones, and wash the marrow; the purpose of practicing qi is to seek a thousand miles of qi and endless life; and the purpose of practicing the spirit is to seek enlightenment, attain emptiness, and be in harmony. There are nine avenues, and the tenth is the Nawufu Holy Realm. Ordinary martial artists gradually move from the body to qi and then concentrate on the mind, and some people find another way to practice their skills to the peak and reach the extreme realm; some people only cultivate the body, so that their physical body is perfect, and the vajra is not bad. The road is different, and the road is the same. Some people are gifted and born at the pinnacle of martial arts, and some people have ordinary qualifications and cannot be in the hall for the rest of their lives. The "Martial Arts Minutes" rebuilt the foundation, while the "Nine Notes on the Book of Swords" is a killing technique, pointing directly to the extreme realm.

Linyao Ancient Town is located at the junction of Yan and Hezhou, the town is not big, there is a post station in the east of the town, and there is a tavern next to the post station. Wine flags are waving in the wind, and there are pedestrians on the road. The tavern keeper was squinting at the account books, and the tavern clerk was busy greeting guests, serving tea and pouring wine.

As soon as the room dimmed, a strong man in cloth walked into the tavern. Unkempt and unkempt, it seems that he has traveled a long way. Dahan looked around, there were ten wine tables in the room, four people were seated, and he picked a table that no one occupied and sat down.

The tavern guy stepped forward to greet him, "This guest officer, what is there?" The strong man's voice was a little hoarse, "Cut two plates of cooked beef and a plate of brine peanuts." If you are thirsty, come with two jugs of good wine. ”

"Guest, you're in a hurry. There are a lot of good wines. Although our shop is small, the aroma of wine is famous far and wide. The home-brewed 'white roast' is a must, so I want you to try it a little. ”

"Oh, then serve two pots of white boil first, can you not charge two if it is not delicious?" The strong man put the shoulder knife pinned to his waist across the table.

The wine steward hurriedly said, "The guest officer laughed, a small business, but he can't afford to make this loss-making business." Then again, if it doesn't taste good, I can't recommend it to you. This drink has a lot of stamina, and the guest officer who has drunk it once will always ask for a pot the next time he passes by the shop. Listen to the guest official's accent, not like the people from Hezhou?"

"Ancestral home is Yunzhou. Rushed to Beijing to seek a living. The strong man smiled and said, "Little brother, good eyesight." ”

The guest officer lifted up. That's for you. The tavern servant shouted to the room in a loud voice: "Two dishes of cooked beef, a plate of brine peanuts, and two pots of boiled white beef." ”

The cabinet grinned, hurriedly took notes, and started to calculate again.

The strong man sat in the west corner, and a group of horse merchants on the east occupied two tables, counting twenty people. There are two tables in the middle, and at one of them sits two people, a pair of master and servant.

Jian Shuzhi and the little fat man sat at the other table with Ge Fuzi. Over the years, Jian Shuzhi has completed the schoolwork of the college, and the assessment has been successfully passed, and he can leave the school. Mr. Wu entrusted Ge Fuzi to send him to Beijing, and he couldn't bear the little fat man's dead face, so he also had to accompany him, saying that he wanted to come out to see the world. A group of three people set off from Zhangzhou and arrived at the ancient town of Linyao through Hezhou.

Along the way, Jian Shuzhi began to slowly study the "Martial Arts Minutes", and had a first glimpse of the martial arts path, but he was just building a foundation, far from entering the house. If you talk about fighting against others, you can't do it, but you have more strength than ordinary people.

The man at the table was in his early twenties, suave and suave, and at first glance he knew that his family was well-off. The maid has bright eyebrows and bright teeth, and is generous, and she is the clever person. That boy is extraordinary, well-informed, and instructive. It made the maid tremble.

The little fat man glanced at him frequently, and sighed in a low voice: "It's even better looking than my sister." "In the heart of the little fat man, my sister is the first in the world in terms of beauty.

Ge Fuzi quipped: "Fancy it, then I'll go tell you?"

"Master, don't make fun of me. The little fat man was suddenly a little embarrassed. "I'm worried about my sister, what if my sister marries Jian Shuzhi and he thinks differently?"

Jian Shuzhi suddenly felt speechless, and the fat man's skin was getting thicker and thicker. "It is rumored that there is an ascetic monk who claims to be the reincarnation of the Buddha, who came thousands of miles away to purify all sentient beings, and sat at the gate of the capital for half a decade, and failed to be summoned by the lord of the country, and it seems that he is going to continue to sit down." Isn't this monk stupid?"

"Hui Gongzi: It's not stupid, but stupid. After sitting for so long, the city gate has not been opened, and His Majesty the Emperor clearly does not want to see him. If you continue to spend so much, you won't be able to change the result. Childe, what do you think?" replied as the maidservant stood aside and poured wine for the brocade-clothed boy.

The boy in brocade smiled without saying a word, pointed at the maidservant with his finger, and said, "Xiaoyu is still understanding." ”

The maidservant girl was coquettish, "The son is making fun of the slave again." ”

This monk from the west is called Sakyamuni. Legend has it that Buddhism is profound, and he is willing to cross the world.

The Bodhisattva is cool in the moon, and the frequent travel is empty after all. The hearts of all living beings are pure, and the shadow of Bodhi is present.