He Yunxian took his hand, came to the stone table in the courtyard, poured a few cups of tea that had been brewed, sat down and took a sip, and motioned for Zhang Yu to sit down too, Zhang Yu had not yet sat down, Zhao Lingwei took the lead unceremoniously, sat down opposite He Yunxian, picked up a cup of tea and drank it, just halfway through the drink, his face suddenly changed "poof" and the water in his mouth squirted out.

Seeing that it was about to be sprayed at He Yunxian's face, if He Yunxian dodged and avoided it, it would be effortless, and what made Zhang Yu stunned was that He Yunxian did not dodge or dodge, his sleeves shook slightly, and a teacup on the table was already in his hand.

Holding a cup in his hand, the mouth of the cup was facing the tea sprayed, and he drew a few circles in the air, when He Yunxian put down the cup, Zhang Yu saw that the cup was already filled with half a cup of orange-yellow tea, and then looked at He Yunxian's face and clothes, but there was no half drop of tea splashed.

Zhang Yu knew that although He Yunxian showed a light description, but the ingenuity and internal strength contained in it were not bad at all, at least he couldn't do it now, He Yunxian seemed to see through Zhang Yu's mind and smiled: "Carving insect skills, Xiaoyou smiled" Zhang Yu hurriedly said: "The senior's kung fu is really ingenious, and the younger generation has been taught"

I only heard Zhao Lingwei exclaim: "It's so bitter, it's so bitter, it's so bitter..."

At this time, he only listened to He Yunxian, as if talking to himself: "The depth of martial arts attainments is all based on understanding, some people practice hard all their lives and only Hinayana and stop here, and some people can understand its meaning at a glance, and they can reach the real supreme realm, but all martial arts must grasp the stable mentality, do what my generation of martial artists can do, and never be competitive..."

When Zhang Yu first learned the "Xuanlong Divine Palm", Sima Changkong tested Zhang Yu's heart, and later he told Zhang Yu on his deathbed that he must not do evil in the future, Zhang Yu remembered it, and at this time he listened to what He Yunxian said, and Sima Changkong's advice coincided, it seems that they are all chivalrous people.

Zhang Yu knew that if martial arts could be used all the way, it would definitely benefit the world, and if he had bad intentions, he could also be a disaster, and Zhang Yu had already made a conclusion in his heart since Ling Xiao said the words "A man should have something to do in the world", and at this time, after listening to He Yunxian's seemingly unintentional, but actually quite meaningful words, he nodded like waking up from a dream and said: "Thank you for your advice"

He Yunxian smiled and nodded, but Zhao Lingwei seemed to understand He Yunxian's words, and was still muttering: "It's a big reason again" and stretched out her tongue and slapped it a few times as she spoke.

He Yunxian suddenly made a straight face, pushed the tea he had just received in front of Zhao Lingwei again, and said, "Wei'er, such a good tea, don't waste it"

Zhao Lingwei saw herself just now, and she was about to cause a big disaster, how did she know that He Yunxian showed such a hand in front of her, listened to He Yunxian's words, turned her head and glanced at He Yunxian, who couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, it's too bitter, it's too bitter, I don't want to drink..."

He Yunxian listened to her speechless words, shook his head angrily and funny, and said, "You" seemed to have no way to deal with her. Turning his head to Zhang Yu, he said, "How about Xiaoyou taste this tea?"

Zhang Yu also picked up the teacup unceremoniously, only to feel a faint fragrance coming to his nose, and there was a feeling of chime, so he took a small sip and drank it, revealing a very enjoyable look.

Zhao Lingwei, who originally had a good attitude of watching a good show, saw that Zhang Yu drank it very calmly, showing a very shocked look, and her face was full of disbelief, Zhang Yu glanced at her, smiled faintly and thought: "Look at your appearance to make me embarrassed."

In fact, she didn't know how Zhang Yu was forced to eat by Sima Changkong at the beginning, and the herb, which was ten times more bitter than this cup of tea, was eaten.

He Yunxian also nodded secretly in his eyes, and he seemed to be talking to himself and said softly: "Life in the world to see the world clearly, taste the world's suffering, so as not to go through the world in vain, such as today's chaos, old and old..."

Zhang Yu heard He Yunxian's casual and seemingly unrelated words, and the tea in the cup was unconsciously drunk, and the scene of his father dying tragically in the hands of officers and soldiers in order to protect the safety of the whole family suddenly appeared in front of him.

The crystal tears unconsciously moistened the corners of his eyes, and a cool bitterness crossed his heart, only to feel that this cup of tea was the best thing he had ever drunk in his life, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Good tea.."

He Yunxian glanced at Zhang Yu, he was a little surprised, and nodded with some relief, a trace of indescribable meaning flashed in his eyes, as if in this young man, it was like finding a friend who had been lost for many years and had the same heart.

And Zhao Lingwei held her cheeks with both hands at this time, and she was surprisingly quiet, she seemed to be pondering something, seeing Zhang Yu drink another cup and prepare to pour another glass, her face flashed again, and she said with a playful look: "Silly boy, you are so stupid, aren't you bitter?"

Zhang Yu didn't know why, he had a feeling that he wanted to drink He Yunxian's pot of tea without giving up, and listened to Zhao Lingwei's words and said: "It's not bitter, or you have a cup too" Zhao Lingwei stuck out her tongue and said: "I don't want it, you drink it yourself"

When Zhang Yu drank another cup and was about to pour another cup again, He Yunxian seemed to feel very sorry for his tea, and hurriedly snatched the teapot from Zhang Yu's hand and said: "Xiaoyou, it's okay to be bitter all of a sudden, don't keep being bitter, so you will be numb, and besides, I have such a good tea, how can I allow you to squander it like this."

Zhao Lingwei smiled and said, "Grandpa, you are a stingy ghost" Zhang Yu seemed to understand He Yunxian's words with deep meaning, and scratched his head embarrassedly. He Yunxian glared at Zhao Lingwei and said, "Ling'er, it's not big or small."

Zhao Lingwei said: "I know, you are big, I am small" He Yunxian said: "It's good if you know" In fact, He Yunxian is never strict with the disciples in the door, and he is usually very witty to make some jokes with Zhao Lingyun, which is also Zhao Lingwei knows that his grandfather's temperament dares to behave like this.

He Yunxian glanced at it, and the two people sitting next to him stood up and said, "Old man is happy today, practice a set of swordsmanship, you two take a look..."

As he spoke, he suddenly flipped up, broke off the slender branches of a tree next to him, and landed on his feet.

I saw He Yunxian, and while reading, he used a tree branch as a sword to make it, "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Frost Snow Ming; Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. ”

At this time, the two of them were already attracted by He Yunxian's subtle tricks, and stood quietly on the side and watched intently, although Zhao Lingwei was eccentric, she was extremely smart, although she was a member of the sect, she did not lose her demeanor.

She is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is even more well-read, at this time, she heard He Yunxian's sentence with poetry as a sword move, and said softly: "This is the poem of the poet immortal Li Bai, how I have never seen this set of swordsmanship, but it is extremely light and has some familiar feelings" with the movements in his hand also compared.

And Zhang Yu on the side, since He Yunxian practiced the first move, a figure had flashed in his heart, and he was also moving with He Yunxian's moves, he knew that He Yunxian would not practice swordsmanship in front of him for no reason.

And this set of swordsmanship looks very peculiar, He Yunxian's speed is not fast, this is intentionally teaching himself, of course he will not let go of this opportunity.

Zhang Yu didn't read many books, He Yunxian's set of poems as the name of the sword move Zhang Yu did not hear, this poem is written by the poet immortal Li Taibai, according to Li Bai's state of mind at that time, the meaning of this poem refers to his admiration for chivalry, and his yearning for saving the world and saving the world.

And as He Yunxian's rhythmic words fell, Zhang Yu's heart set off bursts of terrifying pride.

In Zhang Yu's heart, while setting off a thousand layers of turbulence, he saw that the movements in He Yunxian's hands did not stop, and He Yunxian then read: "After the matter, go to the clothes, hide deep with your name; will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan; Three cups of Turano, five mountains are light"

"After the eyes and ears are hot, the spirit is vibrant; Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first; The bones of the arson are fragrant, not ashamed of the world, who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too Xuanjing"

He Yunxian took the trick, exhaled lightly, looked at the two, saw Zhao Lingwei smiling, trotted to He Yunxian's side and asked urgently: "Grandpa grandpa, what kind of swordsmanship are you, why haven't I seen it, is it Taishan swordsmanship, and it doesn't look like it at all"

He Yunxian chuckled a few times and didn't answer, just looked at Zhang Yu, Zhao Lingwei saw He Yunxian, ignored herself, pouted, and followed He Yunxian's gaze to Zhang Yu, only to see him standing in place with his eyes closed, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

He Yunxian approached Zhang Yu, only to see Zhang Yu slowly open his eyes, a trace of doubt flashed on his face, and then he unabashedly showed a trace of joy, and then seemed to suddenly realize.

Zhang Yu bowed to He Yunxian and said: "Thank you seniors, the juniors have been taught" He Yunxian waved his hand, then nodded and said: "These twenty-four moves, chivalrous swordsmanship, what do you think?"