The wind howled all night, Wu Zhen woke up in the middle of the night, and he had no sleep, so he got up in his clothes, stood in front of the window, and peeked at the world from the window lattice. The outside world was still dark, and Wu Zhen suddenly became alert, feeling a little uncomfortable, and felt a burning sensation in his back. When he turned around, he saw a pair of bright and cold eyes walking towards him. It's cold spring and autumn.

Wu Zhendao, Brother Leng, haven't you slept all night?

Precisely. Just now, you suddenly turned around, which made me feel like a hungry wolf looking back, it seems that although you have only been cultivating the "Huang Ting Sutra" handprint for one day, you have already made the sensitivity of nature on your body. Congratulations!

For Leng Chunqiu's praise, Wu Zhen suddenly woke up in his heart, just now he only felt a burning sensation in his back, which was a sensitive reaction when he was noticed. It seems that the path of cultivating immortals has started the first step.

In the darkness the two did not speak.

In the darkness, something fluttered lightly on Wu Zhen's face. It's snowflakes, one two, three, four......

The sky was blowing and there was already a heavy snowfall.

Wu Zhen remembered that since he wandered, he had slept in the wilderness, slept in bridges and caves, been blown by strong winds, drenched in heavy rain, frozen by cold snow, scolded by others, beaten and scolded by others, deceived by Taoist priests, and bullied by monks. There are so many white eyes, contempt, and spurning in my life. I have ever thought about calling my parents in my dreams countless times, and I have hoped for warmth in my illness countless times, even if it is a pair of hands stretched out and a glass of water handed over...... No, nothing.

Wu Zhen was silent, with tears in his eyes, but he didn't let the tears slip down.

Now, I finally know where my parents are, and I must look for them against all odds. Leng Chunqiu touched Wu Zhen's shoulder with his shoulder, and Wu Zhen's tears rolled down.

Brother Leng, Wu Zhen asked, how do you know that Mr. Sick Mei knows the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique? Wu Zhen hurriedly interrupted with words, even if he was such a close friend, he didn't want people to see his vulnerability.

Leng Chunqiu said, do you know Confucius?

Know.

Do you know that Confucius was a master of martial arts?

Ignorance.

Leng Chunqiu said, the world has misunderstood the master for thousands of years, but the sad and lamentable thing is that the true face of the master may only be spread in my other family.

A sigh.

Man's misunderstanding of man has always been like this, and man's understanding of saints is all based on choice. Take what is advantageous, and discard it if there is no profit, especially for those in high positions, as for the true face of the Master, who cares. Leng Chunqiu said angrily, Wu Zhen had a new understanding of Leng Chunqiu at this time, and it turned out that this cold guy also had a heart-warming moment.

Leng Chunqiu said that Confucius was the great master of the sons of the Warring States period in the late Zhou Dynasty, and Confucius and his apprentices were Confucianists. Confucius was not a man of empty talk, but a politician, a military strategist, and a martial artist. The disciples of Confucius have three religions and nine streams, there are Yan Hui who does not violate benevolence in March, there is a sub-road that is almost a ruffian, there is Yan Zhuoju, a thief from Jiangyang, and there are people who have been tortured. There is a brave and heroic group in the Confucian Party, which is called "Liuyiwei" in the party, and the master created his own Spring and Autumn Six Arts swordsmanship, and the disciples of Liuyiwei also practiced martial arts, which was responsible for inheriting the martial arts of Confucius and protecting the safety of Confucius.

Wu Zhendao, what are the six arts?

The six arts are etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics. Etiquette, etiquette, including five rites, auspicious, fierce, guest, military, Jia; musicians, music, including six music: Yunmen, Daxian, Dashao, Daxia, Dahui, Dawu and other ancient music; archery, archery, including five kinds of archery skills, white arrow, Shenlian, Zhu, Xiangqi, Jingyi; the emperor, driving skills also, including Ming and Luan, chasing water wheels, passing the monarch table, dancing Jiaoqu, chasing birds left; calligraphers, calligraphy, including writing, literacy, composition, six books including pictograms, signifiers, understanding, shape and sound, transfer, pretending; number, rational number, The number of qi also includes the law of the application method, that is, the movement law of the restraint of the five elements of yin and yang, and the etiquette also includes the five rites: auspicious ceremony, fierce ceremony, military ceremony, guest ceremony, and jia ceremony. How can you become a corrupt Confucian when you learn this skill, all of which are world-applied knowledge?

When I was wandering, I saw a portrait of Confucius, and I thought that this man had a round head and a wide face, a sword at his waist, his hands were careful, and his body leaned forward slightly, and he was a little hunched over.

It is true that the master was tall and tall, known as the "elder man" at that time, with the upper half growing and the lower half of the body short, 5 feet 6 inches, 221.76 centimeters; leaning forward, it was the so-called turtle back of the ancients, and it was respectful as a ritual; the master wore a sword, just because he was a military family, and his predecessors were all martial artists, and the master had a strong bow, shot arrows well, tamed a fierce horse, drove a chariot, made good poems, wrote good essays, engaged in diplomacy, managed good money, learned like the sea, and could integrate knowledge and action. If you are only literate and not martial, how can your disciples have Jiangyang thieves, and how can you set up "Six Art Guards" in the door, it's a pity.

What a pity?

After the death of the master, Confucianism was divided into eight, also known as eight Confucianism, there are Confucianism of Zizhang, Confucianism of Zisi, Confucianism of Yan, Confucianism of Meng, Confucianism of Qidiao, Confucianism of Zhongliang, Confucianism of Sun, and Confucianism of Lezheng. Since then, the "Spring and Autumn Six Arts Swordsmanship" created by the Master has begun to be scattered and passed down in Confucius, and today, there are not many people who know all the swordsmanship. The lacquer carving is the lacquer carving, and the inheritance of the "Spring and Autumn Six Arts Swordsmanship" is the most.

What about Mr. Sick Mei?

His swordsmanship comes from Emperor Wenchang, but there are only two sets, known as the "Spring and Autumn Liangyi Sword".

Leng Chunqiu turned to face Wu Zhen and said, Brother Wu, I will fight with talents, just so that Brother Wu can learn the "Spring and Autumn Two Yi Sword".

Where are the other lost swordsmanship?

I don't know that in the Confucian inheritance, there must be other swordsmanship.

Wu Zhen listened to Leng Chunqiu's discussion, and gained too much knowledge, which was unheard of before. I can't help but be fascinated by the knowledge of Confucius. I even thought to myself, if there was really a teacher like Confucius in the world, I must have found it early, bowed down in front of him, recorded all the words and deeds of the master, and penetrated the six arts of Confucius;

Leng Chunqiu said, Brother Wu, I believe you.

Believe me in what?

Leng Chunqiu didn't say anything more, a pair of bright and cold eyes looked at Wu Zhen, turned around, and walked into the darkness, in that glance, Wu Zhen read warmth and trust in those eyes.

In fact, in the dark, there was another pair of beautiful eyes staring at Wu Zhen at this time. Although Wu Zhen noticed, he didn't look back. He didn't dare to look back, he didn't know what to look at. My father chose the path of cultivating the truth, combined with my mother, and now he is trapped; he also chose the path of cultivating the truth, and the cultivation of the truth is to cut off the lust, and in order to get the fish intestine sword, he gave Fan Yumei a jade pendant. I should be a gift in exchange for the fish intestine sword, will Fan Yumei take it as a token of love? Or I'm a poor boy.

Burning in the back.

Wu Zhen took a snowflake, raised his head, and the snowflakes that fell on his face turned into shiny droplets, cold and sober. He simply walked out, his feet were in the snow, and the sound of creaking came from under his feet, since he began to practice the "Huang Ting Jing", the warmth spread from the dantian all over his body, but he didn't feel extremely cold.

At this time, the snow was still blowing, and they didn't have to know everyone's thoughts, they just floated down from the sky, fluttered in the wind, and finally fell to the ground.

The sky will soon be bright, I don't know what problem Mr. Mei, who hurried back, encountered?