The highest place in Mujia Village is behind the old village chief's house, which is the top of the mountain, blessed with unique blessings, and the hill where Mujia Village is located is only a hundred zhang high, and the so-called mountain and water is the portrayal of this hill.

At the top of the hill, there is a clear spring, bubbling out, flowing out of a very thin stream, along a path that has been washed for thousands of years, flowing into Yunmengze.

Mu Zhai sat on the top of the mountain, watching the old village chief practice the sword technique, and his heart was full of doubts.

The iron sword was in the hands of the old village chief, and it was put away with a horizontal slash.

"Finished?" asked Mu Zhai.

"It's over!" replied the old village chief.

There was an eerie silence at the top of the mountain, and even the birds chirping in the trees beside it were silent.

After a long time, Mu Zhai finally broke out: "Old man, you are bluffing me! This is a fart sword trick, even a child splitting wood, there are more tricks than you." ”

The old village chief slowly spit out at Chaoyang, squinted at Mu Zhai and said, "You know a fart, the simplest is the most complicated, the most powerful." ”

Mu Zhai was furious and roared: "What a fart, I can beat you ten by one!"

The old village chief stretched out his finger and hooked it, and said to Mu Zhai leisurely: "I'll use one finger, you try?"

Mu Zhai picked up the iron sword, the iron sword moved slightly, picked up two sword flowers, and the old village chief's eyes lit up, and he encouraged: "Yes, it seems that you kid knows a lot about swordsmanship! ”

Mu Zhai knows a fart of swordsmanship, but he has only seen the Great Elder practice Tai Chi Sword, and then learned two hands, as for the sword flower, the Great Elder can shake out the legendary nine sword flowers when he reaches out, and a long sword is superb, and he is already a top swordsmanship.

Mu Zhai was not polite, the iron sword rolled horizontally, and stabbed towards the old village chief.

The old village chief's slow fingers were horizontal, just in front of the iron sword, only to hear an extremely crisp sword sound, Mu Zhai was directly picked up by the old village chief's fingers, and fell to the ground with a pop.

Mu Zhai was naturally unconvinced, and stepped forward again, the iron sword was soft, and he drew a Tai Chi, and stabbed it again.

The old village chief moved his fingers, and pointed a straight finger on the tip of Mu Zhai's iron sword.

Mu Zhai only felt an unstoppable force, and it came over, and after one another, another one, a full nine strengths, came from the iron sword, Mu Zhai's body shook nine times, let go of the iron sword, almost fell apart, and was paralyzed on the spot.

Mu Zhai's complexion changed, this so-called righteous sword trick is not about sword moves, but about sword intent, the so-called sword moves at will, and one move can also change tens of millions of moves.

Mu Zhai turned over and said, "Grandpa the village chief, Zhai Er has served." ”

The old village chief smiled and said, "Boy, you still need to learn a lot of things, so let's practice this most basic sword move today." ”

The old village chief referred to the sword, splitting, stabbing, pointing, teasing, collapsing, intercepting, wiping, piercing, picking, all the uses of the sword, almost fused together, turned into a move, pointed to the iron sword that Mu Zhai fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "Let's practice first!"

Mu Zhai honestly picked up the iron sword, recalled the old village chief's move, and kept practicing it in his mind, and kept stabbing it with a sword in his hand.

The old village chief looked at Mu Zhai's sword, his eyes shrank slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The righteous qi sword trick lies in a straight word, an upright sword, which seems to be fancy, but it contains countless changes, just the change of qi, it contains hundreds of kinds, as for the changes in the sword momentum, it is more.

Therefore, this righteous sword trick, win with sword intent, if you can't comprehend the sword intent, I'm afraid that you will not be able to comprehend this righteous sword trick for the rest of your life, and the premise of comprehending the sword intent is to Meng Sheng's sentence: I am good at cultivating my heroic qi, and I have a great comprehension.

So Mu Zhai was thinking, what is comprehension? Confucian classics, a hundred people read them, there are a hundred kinds of comprehension, and he is slightly resistant to the Confucian classics, if he wants to comprehend this majestic atmosphere, I am afraid it will be difficult.

Mu Zhai thought hard, the sword in his hand kept moving, and he kept practicing that move.

Suddenly, Mu Zhai's eyes lit up, and he silently thought in his heart: "Heaven and earth have righteousness, and they are mixed with manifolds." ”

When the early sun rose, a white light rose on Mu Zhai's body, and in an instant, the iron sword in Mu Zhai's hand faintly revealed a righteous qi, and the sword momentum suddenly changed, although it was still a move, but this move seemed to contain countless moves, in Mu Zhai's hand, the iron sword faintly made a sword roar.

The old village chief was bored and was reciting the classics, exhaling the vitality of heaven and earth, suddenly his ears moved, he turned back suddenly, and watched Mu Zhai practice sword moves in horror, and his heart turned up turbulently, could it be that this child is really a genius, righteous sword skills, if there is no decades of Confucian classic edification, it is impossible to achieve anything, the reason why it is taught to Mu Zhai is because at this stage, it can only be used by Mu Zhai for self-cultivation, how can he practice Haoran righteousness?

Mu Zhai was happy in his heart at the moment, and a "Song of Righteousness" was constantly recited silently in his heart, which was also one of the few long poems he had memorized, just because this poem was generous and tragic and stirred people's heartstrings.

Therefore, Mu Zhai took a trick and practiced the righteous qi sword technique with "Song of Righteousness", although it was not as good as the old village chief's recitation of Confucian classics for decades, but purely in terms of Haoran righteousness, it was not inferior at all.

With the blessing of Haoran righteousness, the iron sword in Mu Zhai's hand seemed to have spirituality, and with one sword, there were dozens of changes.

After practicing for a long time, Mu Zhai put away his sword, and a wave of Haoran righteousness was swallowed by the body protection golden dragon in one gulp, Mu Zhai was shocked, checked it, and found that there was nothing wrong, so he put his mind at ease.

The old village chief was horrified in his heart, but he still said quietly: "Yes, yes, there is a little charm, Zhai'er, in the future, you must study often, practice more righteous qi sword skills, cultivate a heroic and righteous qi, and naturally retreat from all evils, which can be regarded as a real achievement." ”

Mu Zhai wanted to say that my heroic aura was swallowed by my family's body protection golden dragon, but when he saw the old village chief's stern gaze, he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Grandpa the village chief, I know." ”

The old village chief nodded with satisfaction, stroked the short beard under his chin, and said with a smile: "I heard that Mu Da said that you are going to participate in the next hunt?"

Mu Zhai hurriedly said: "Yes, I always stay at home and feel tired." ”

The old village chief nodded and said, "You are still too young, like this, this iron sword will be given to you, and your self-defense is still good." ”

Mu Zhai was overjoyed, iron was a material that Great Qin was in short supply, not to mention such a thing as an iron sword, in Mujia Village, the old village chief had a three-foot iron sword, which was in Mu Zhai's hand, and the four-year-old Mu Zhai was only a little taller than this iron sword.