Chapter 9: Knife Practice
Xiao Feng smiled, and then said with a tiger face: "Naturally, you can't fake it, but what you have to do now is to hurry up and go back to practice first." ”
Xu Ning smiled happily, showing two small tiger teeth and nodding towards Xiao Feng and said, "Okay! I listened to Brother Xiao!" After speaking, he clasped his hands together and held the Buddha beads, and trotted towards the pagoda.
After making a grimace at Xiao Feng, he carefully sat cross-legged in his original position and closed his eyes.
Xiao Feng glanced at Xuan Ning and secretly felt a little funny. A ghost boy like him, his master will be worried in the future. Xiao Feng took a deep breath of fresh air and walked towards the medicine hall again.
Pushed open the courtyard gate and followed the fence path to the middle of the grass house. Strangely, he didn't see his master and Zhiran.
"Boy, what are you doing stupidly!"
Just when Xiao Feng was stunned, a clear voice suddenly came from a wooden house by the lake.
Xiao Feng followed the sound, and when he arrived at the door, he found Ran and his master sitting at the wooden table, drinking white porridge.
Xiao Feng bowed his head, hugged his fists towards the west wind goose and said, "Master!"
Zephyr nodded, stopped what he was doing and said, "Let's eat first, and we'll go over after eating." ”
Xiao Feng nodded, stepped up the steps, and took a few steps to the table and sat down. Looking at the steaming white rice porridge in the earthen bowl in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a warmth in my heart. At the moment, he swallowed in small gulps, and carefully looked at the expressions of Ran Ran and Zephyr.
looked at Xiao Feng's strange hehe, raised his two eyebrows, but did not speak.
Xiao Feng glared at him, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after finding that the master was not unusual.
But who knows, Xifeng Yan suddenly said lightly: "According to the seniority, in the future, you will call Master Ran as your uncle." His sword skills are good, if you are interested, you can learn from him. ”
Xiao Feng frowned, although he was unwilling in his heart, he still got up and bowed to Zhiran: "Disciple see Uncle Shi, and I will ask Uncle Shi for more advice in the future." ”
Ranle blossomed, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, good! After dinner, our family will teach you to practice knives." ”
Xiao Feng looked at the west wind goose with some doubts: "Didn't the master say that he would teach his disciples to practice swords today?"
Xifeng Yanliu frowned slightly, glanced at Xiao Feng and said, "The injury of the teacher has not fully recovered, these days, you will learn the knife with the uncle first." ”
Xiao Feng's heart moved, his eyes looked at the chest of the West Wind Goose, and he wanted to ask something, but his face turned crimson like fire. Immediately, he hurriedly got up and said, "The apprentice knows, master be careful about your body!"
As soon as the words fell, he ran away from the house as if he had fled.
He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Look, I said that this kid must be interesting to you!"
Xifeng Yan glanced at it coldly, with a cold murderous aura in his eyes, and was silent.
"Okay, good, good! I don't say it, I don't say it!"
Xiao Feng fled to the lake, stood on the verandah, stretched out his hand to hold on to the guardrail, and was silent.
Yourself, what's going on!
"Xiao Feng!"
Just when Xiao Feng was stunned, the voice of the west wind goose suddenly came from behind him.
A cold fragrance hit, Xiao Feng turned around, bowed to the west wind goose and said, "Master." ”
The West Wind Goose stood beside Xiao Feng, looking at the lake and no longer speaking. Xiao Feng's mind was in a trance, and he moved his lips, not knowing what to say.
"I'm not going to like anyone in my life. The west wind goose turned his head, and a pair of Danfeng eyes quietly looked at Xiao Feng on his side.
A trace of panic flashed on Xiao Feng's face, and he didn't know what to say at the moment.
When he was about to speak, the West Wind Goose had already brought a cold fragrance and turned around and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to practice the knife today." ”
Xiao Feng moved his dry throat, so he had to nod and say, "Yes! Master.......
Xiao Feng followed behind the West Wind Goose, and the two walked all the way down the gate of the medicine hall. Xiao Feng found that Xiao Ran was already standing at the gate of the courtyard with a long knife on his shoulder, and he was looking at him impatiently at the moment.
"Grinding, the most annoying thing in our family is grinding!" said Ran Ran, raising his hand and throwing it casually, the long knife in his hand flew towards Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng caught it, and Teng Teng took two steps back, only then did he stop his figure.
The three of them left the courtyard gate and did not go to the temple, but walked towards a path by the lake.
Xiao Feng held the long knife in his hand with both hands, ordinary people use knives about two or three feet, but this knife is about four feet, and the blade is extremely narrow. The scabbard was the size of a whistle stick, and it was as dead as if it were holding a large rock.
With such a knife, let alone killing, I'm afraid that I will be tired enough to carry it for days!
Xiao Feng glared at him with some displeasure, this old monk, knowing that the knife was heavy, but still threw it to himself, it was really hateful.
Xiao Feng thought indignantly as he looked at the scenery around him. Suddenly, I found that the poplars around me were getting denser and denser, and the sound of rumbling water came faintly from the front. Far away, you can already feel the cold water vapor.
After about half a pillar of incense, the three of them stopped beside a river valley.
There was a small wooden house on the river beach, and above the valley was a cliff, a huge silver-white waterfall rushed down and rumbled in the valley, and the dark brown boulders on the cliff looked down on the three people in the valley like a terrible beast.
"The desert is not as good as the Central Plains, and this place can be used slightly. Turning his head to look at the west wind goose, the hippie on his face disappeared, replaced by a sharp and vicissitudes of life.
Zephyr Yan nodded: "Here you can let Xiao Feng practice the sword first, and then I will teach him swordsmanship." ”
He nodded.
At the moment, he looked at Xiao Feng Zhengse and said: "The water in this river is extremely turbulent, and the stones at the bottom of the water are intricate. From today onwards, you will need to practice your knife in the water first. After you can really control the knife in your hand, I will teach you the Shura Divine Sword empowerment. ”
Xiao Feng looked at the big river roaring like a fierce beast in front of him, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay!"
nodded clearly, looked at Xiao Feng at the moment and said, "Draw the knife!"
Xiao Feng took a deep breath and opened the long knife with a bang. The light of the knife was as clear as water reflecting the surrounding scenery, and although it was an arm's length away, Xiao Feng still felt the cold air and goosebumps all over his body, as if the cold could penetrate into the bone marrow.
What a knife!
"Ah........." Xiao Feng hadn't come back to his senses yet, and suddenly felt that he was being knocked away by a huge force. With a miserable howl in the air, he flew down into the river.
Poof!
Boom Boom!
Xiao Feng's figure fell into the water, and he was submerged in the water in a blink of an eye.
"Hoo ......"
Xiao Feng leaned his back against the bluestone behind him, and finally barely stood firm, sticking out his head and breathing in a big gulp. His grandmother's, this kick just now must have been done again!