Go to Li Tongzi asked tightly, what will allow Wu Zhen to give up his life to enter the Khan Qing Building, you know, since the emperor built the Khan Qing Building, no one has ever entered?

Mr. Sick Mei didn't look up, his eyes stared at the two eyes of the boy without blinking, and said, just because I will be the Spring and Autumn Sword.

Master, I have long heard that you know how to use the Spring and Autumn Ritual Sword, and you also know that it is the martial arts passed down by the master himself. Teacher, can you introduce me to one or two things? After speaking, he also looked directly at Mr. Mei without the slightest cowardice.

Mr. Sick Mei retracted his gaze, his eyes floated to the twenty-four sweat green buildings, but his voice became hoarse, thinking that after a day of intense fighting, he was slightly tired, his back was close to the back of the chair, his hands were on his shoulders, and he said slowly, After Confucianism was divided into eight, the Spring and Autumn Six Arts Sword created by the master was scattered among the disciples of the sect. My mentor, Emperor Wenchang, only knows two sets, that is, the Spring and Autumn Liangyi Sword, "Zhou Yi Dictionaries": "Yi has Taiji, which is the birth of two Yi." That is, the yang and yin instruments. These two sets of swordsmanship are like the two hexagrams of the I Ching 8864 hexagrams. Such as a yin and a yang is the way, deriving a whole set of swordsmanship, which seems simple, but it is the mother of ten thousand swords and the source of ten thousand swords.

Master, since the junior and younger disciples have colluded with the little Qilin and betrayed the master, why don't you pass on the Spring and Autumn Liangyi Sword to the disciples?

Mr. Sick Mei said, Mr. Han Yu's "Teacher Says" explains the way of being a teacher, which is deeply in line with my heart, and the teacher preaches and receives karma to solve doubts. However, the cultivation of the Spring and Autumn Liangyi sword, the first quality, the master and the five constants: benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, loyalty to the monarch's father, righteousness to friends, and loyalty to brothers, the sword is not lightly transmitted, not to mention this kind of esoteric swordsmanship, without a solid foundation but can not be cultivated, otherwise it is very easy to go mad.

Mr. Sick Mei's words were obviously reasonable, but in fact he refused. The boy was silent.

Mr. Sick Mei said, I have been running around for a day today, but I am also scared for a day, so you should go and rest. As he spoke, his eyes drifted to Khan Qinglou again, only to see the Yuan Shi Khan Qinglou and the Ming Shi Khan Qinglou, and the thin black smoke began to thicken. Mr. Sick Mei said in his heart, I hope that when Wu Zhen comes tomorrow, he will be able to enter the Khan Qing Building and solve this crisis, otherwise a big disaster will come.

The boy stood up, bowed back, and then turned to leave. A pair of suspicious eyes stared at the back of the boy.

It's snowing. A voice outside the door shouted, it was indeed to benefit the boy. Mr. Sick Mei, born to love snow and plum blossoms, came to the hospital in three steps and two steps.

Do you know that the poems about plum blossoms in ancient and modern times? Mr. Sick Mei asked, but his tone became calm, thinking that the heavy snow would make him relax.

Go to Li Tongzi but said, Master, you know that I have never paid much attention to these things that are said to be poetry. The disciple only loves martial arts, and only likes to listen to some stories of becoming immortals.

Mr. Sick Mei said, there are a lot of poems praising plum blossoms in ancient times, and Mr. Lin Kui, who was the first to push the plum wife and crane in ancient and modern times.

Why do people call him a plum wife and a crane?

Because of this gentleman, planting plums and raising cranes, half a life of seclusion, until the end of his life, but never out of office, to the pursuit of leisure and tranquility, neither curtain learning and excellence, nor curtain cultivation of immortals to visit the Tao, thousands of years, are really rare characters.

Isn't it good to cultivate immortals, like the ancestor Emperor Wenchang, who is in charge of the fortune of the world and is worshiped by the world's scholars?

Mr. Sick Mei did not answer his words, still talking to himself, Mr. Lin Kui, was a person from Qiantang during the Northern Song Dynasty, he was lonely and poor when he was young, but he was very studious, and he was familiar with the history of a hundred schools since he was a child, especially good at poetry and painting. When he grew up, he roamed the Jianghuai River and read all the complicated things in the world, and returned to Hangzhou at the age of 40, where he lived in seclusion and was buried here. He once wrote a poem "Maoling he asked for a posthumous manuscript, and he was glad that there was no "Feng Zen Book". ”

Do you know who Maoling is?

You're struggling to be an apprentice again.

Maoling is Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and these two poems are intended to satirize the talented writer Sima Xiangru of the Han Dynasty. Sima Xiangru is also a brilliant talent, he knew that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty must hold a ceremony to seal the Zen, but before his death had already written the "Feng Zen Book", Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ordered people to go to mourn, just to present the "Feng Zen Book", won the emperor's dragon heart joy. It can be seen how the literati who have no wind and bones meet the superiors and how to figure out the holy will. Lin Kui looked down on Sima Xiangru's flattery to Emperor Wu, so he would rather live in seclusion for the rest of his life. But he never thought that the reclusive Lin Kui was respected by Song Renzong, and was given the nickname "Hejing" after his death.

Mr. Sick Mei made a long speech and went to listen quietly in the snow. I could only hear large snowflakes fluttering and falling, and the slight rustling sound was extraordinarily pleasant to hear at night, like smelling the sounds of heaven, and Mr. Sick Mei was slightly drunk.

As a teacher, I envy this Mr. Lin Hejing, after speaking, I looked up at the sky, the sky was boundless darkness, but endless snowflakes were falling.

I only envy Master.

If it weren't for Emperor Wenchang to accept me as an apprentice, I would like to be the same as Mr. Lin Hejing, plum wife and crane, far away from the temple, free and easy in the far away of the rivers and lakes, according to the celebrity Zhang Dai's "West Lake Dream", after the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, there were tomb robbers who dug up Lin Kui's grave, and only found a duan inkstone and a hosta, which shows that Mr. Gao Feng. Now in charge of these twenty-four sweat green buildings, he doesn't dare to take a wrong step, and he can't even make poems.

After saying that, he chanted casually, and the crowd shook off the solitary beauty, occupying the charm to the small garden. The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul. Fortunately, there is a slight groan, and there is no need for a gold bottle of sandalwood.

chanted the poem, but there was an extra dark incense sword in his hand, and he danced in the heavy snow. The boy was staring at the sword move, and he didn't blink, lest he miss it.

Mr. Sick Mei suddenly stopped his sword in his hand, the sword blade pointed at a falling snowflake, the snowflake was hit away by the sword wind, the sword stabbed at the snowflake again, and the snowflake was hit by the sword wind again.

The boy was so frightened that he didn't have time to retreat, so he just shouted: Master.

Mr. Sick Mei put away the long sword, his eyes flashed, and he laughed, he was just joking.

The boy hurriedly patted his chest and said, Master's swordsmanship is indeed exquisite, I have already seen it dumbfounded, I don't know if the swordsmanship you danced just now is the Spring and Autumn Liangyi Sword you are talking about.

No.

What about your swordsmanship?

Liangyi sword, with its own sword spectrum, is under the plum blossoms of "Shuying Garden".

Master is coaxing me again, I have been strange since I apprenticed, since Master is called Mr. Sick Plum and loves plum blossoms, but I have never seen Master raise plum blossoms.

Since taking care of Khan Qinglou, I don't want people to peek into the secrets and say that I am suspected of being a plaything.

Besides, plum blossoms are born of heaven and earth, and are watched by thousands of people, so why should they be unique to me, so before taking care of the Khan Qinglou, my plum blossoms have already been planted in the "Shuying Garden", and the sword spectrum of the Spring and Autumn Liangyi Sword is only found in the shadow of the plum blossoms.

The boy didn't speak, but just memorized it.

The master and apprentice watched the snow in the courtyard, but each had their own thoughts and no longer spoke.

Bang bang, someone knocked on the courtyard door, went to Li Tong stepped on the snow, opened the courtyard door, and found a black box. On the white and shiny snow, the black box is particularly eye-catching. There was no one around, snow covered the ground, but there were no footprints near the left side of the box. The boy went into the courtyard with the box and closed the courtyard door.

The master and apprentice entered the door of the house, and when the boy opened the box, he exclaimed. Inside the box is a human head, not someone else's name.

Who gave the head at dawn? And for what?