In the tavern, Zhao Dongli filled the wine for Zhao Ling's teaching and asked, "How fast is that sword?"

After the two came down from the mountain, Zhao Ling took Zhao Dongli to a remote street, during which there was such an inconspicuous tavern, and the tavern was called "Luoyin". The name is very literary, but the inside is very small, and the small one can only fit three tables. And the owner of the tavern with such a literary name is a beard, and the second child in the store is also him.

His name is really Big Beard, Zhao Ling calls him "Zhang Big Beard", and the two seem to know each other very well. Zhang Dabeard was obviously a little surprised by Zhao Ling's coming, but he didn't say anything, just nodded.

After Zhao Ling took Zhao Dongli and sat down at a table, Zhao Ling said, "Zhang Dabeard, serve me a few hot dishes, and bring me ten catties of your wine." ”

Zhang Dabeard nodded, and went to work in the back kitchen, and after a while, a plate of peanuts, dried fruits, white-cut mutton, a pot of white wine, and two wine glasses came up. After serving, he went to the kitchen to stir-fry a few hot dishes.

And Zhao Dongli took the wine jug, poured it full for the two of them, and then asked the above question.

The wine is like amber and the aroma is overflowing, filling the entire tavern.

Zhao Ling raised the wine glass to his nose, sniffed deeply, and said with an intoxicated expression: "Do you know that I haven't drunk alcohol for five years in order to practice swords. It was also the first time I've stepped into this tavern in five years. With that, he tilted his head and drank the wine in his cup in one go.

After drinking, he said to Zhao Dongli: "You taste, Zhang Dabeard's 'falling drink' is not open to the public, and it is only for a few old friends to drink." 'Drop' is the name of the tavern and the name of the wine. “

Zhao Dongli first poured Zhao Ling full again, and he also raised the wine glass to take a sip, as soon as the wine entered his throat, he was docile at first, but after a while, a hot feeling came out of his stomach and rushed straight to his throat, and this sip made Zhao Dongli fall in love with this wine.

Seeing that Zhao Dongli obviously loved this wine, Zhao Ling replied to the previous question: "What is fast, what is slow? My sword, compared to my before, has doubled in speed, but in the eyes of the master who made the sword, my sword must also be a lot slower." As long as my sword is faster than my opponent, it is a fast sword. ”

"So if you ask me how fast my sword is, see who is defeated by my sword. ”

At this time, Zhao Ling no longer had the sharp aura he had when he was at the top of the mountain, as if the invisible sword was in the sheath again, and the previous weakness gradually faded and slowly returned to normal.

He asked again, "How do you feel when you see my true martial arts?"

Zhao Dongli thought about it carefully and said: "I once saw Cao Zheng make a move, when he shot, he grabbed the opponent with his five fingers and claws, which was very domineering, and he was agile, making it difficult for people to resist. ”

Zhao Ling nodded: "Listen to your description, it is the Cao Gang's heaven-level exercise "Dragon Claw Hand". Three years ago, he came to Zhao Mansion to compete, and at that time he had already cultivated his true intentions, and I also considered myself not an opponent. Now he is cultivating a higher martial true intent. Zhao Ling said that he had been defeated by Cao Zheng, and his face was calm.

He added: "And now, I am confident that my sword intent is not inferior to his. ”

Zhao Dongli thought for a while and said: "The true meaning of martial arts means that on the basis of fully understanding oneself, a martial artist can adjust the qi that controls himself according to a certain law to fit the true meaning of his exercises, and he can cultivate the exercises. ”

Zhao Ling laughed and said: "I used to think so, in my opinion, the earth-level exercises and the heaven-level exercises, the part of cultivating the true meaning of martial arts, is like a mold, the martial artist is the raw material, take this mold to the raw materials, if you can adjust the fit, you will successfully produce the product, and if you can't fit, you can't." ”

He laughed sadly and said: "It turns out that I think the same way, I am a talented person, and I am the most talented person in my generation, but I can't fit the true meaning of "Wind and Rain Sword". ”

"But I don't believe in evil, and reality hits my head and bleeds. ”

"When I was desperate, by chance, I knew that there was a grandmaster who understood the true meaning of martial arts according to his own situation. So I wanted to follow suit. ”

"And now I've made it!"

Zhao Dongli looked at Zhao Ling with an excited expression, and he could imagine how much pressure he had endured before he was a teacher.

"Therefore, if you can comprehend the true meaning of the martial arts of the Cloak Sword Technique, if not, don't force it, think that you are not talented enough, but according to your own characteristics, to find, or even create your own. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Dabeard came over with hot dishes, and he also heard Zhao Ling's words, and said with a surprised and excited face: "Zhao Ling, you succeeded?"

Zhao Ling nodded and said, "I succeeded." “

Zhao Dabeard smiled for the first time: "How can ten catties of wine be enough?!"

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At night, the drunken Zhao Dongli and Zhao Ling were sent back to their residence by Zhang Dabeard, and they did not wake up until the next day.

When he woke up, his head didn't hurt, it was really good wine, Zhao Dongli secretly admired.

When he awoke, a servant brought him decanting soup and breakfast. This servant was piggyback when Yanwutang assigned the residence of the official members, and the expenses were paid by Yanwutang, and the servants were all domestic slaves raised by the Zhao family, and they learned how to serve people from an early age.

He also found that there was a booklet in his clothes, and he remembered that at this time, he started to share with Zhao Ling, and Zhao Ling gave it to him, saying that he hoped it would help Zhao Dongli. Zhao Dongli watched while eating breakfast.

This pamphlet is obviously a fragment and incomplete, except for the first page, which is a word, the rest of the pages are picture albums. On the first page, there are some mantras written in full swing, which talks about the foundation of this swordsmanship, saying that as long as a person makes a swordsman's swordsmanship, as long as he makes it faster than others, there is no reason to fail. No matter how the opponent makes a move, as long as you send the blade into the opponent's throat before he makes a move, there is no possibility of failure.

Even if the opponent has already made a move, there will always be a gap between the moves, this is called a change of move, and the gap between this change of moves is also an opportunity that the swordsman can seize, as long as the sword is fast enough, he can kill the enemy with a sword.

The album at the back is hundreds of exploded drawings, each of which depicts how a person can strike the sword at the fastest speed under what conditions, in which direction the sword is stabbed, and which part of the opponent is stabbed.

There was no one in the back, and Zhao Dongli knew that this was Zhao Ling's fundamental skill in cultivating his sword. These skills are all sword moves streamlined after thousands of tempers by predecessors, no, it can't be said to be sword moves, because it is not systematic, not one move and one style, all the pictures are independent.

Each diagram talks about the adjustment of human muscles, the use of internal force, and so on, so that people can stab the fastest sword in the best situation.

However, this sword spectrum has no mental method, and there is no secret book on how to cultivate sword intent. If it is taken to the rivers and lakes for evaluation, it is only a personal-level exercise, and it is not even as good as it, because it has no mental method.

But Zhao Dongli knew that this was worth a hundred gold, after all, Zhao Ling cultivated his sword intent with this.

And this sword intent seems to be very unusual.

Because he slowly remembered that when he left, Zhao Ling told him that he was about to resign from his position as a teacher in the Yanwutang, and moved back to his home to retreat for three months, and after three months, he would challenge the family masters one by one, and the first one he wanted to challenge was the boss of the Yanwutang where he was now - Zhao Xueqing.

Zhao Ling was a genius ten years ago, and Zhao Xueqing is a genius now, but because Zhao Ling went astray, he stopped moving forward, and was even pressed below by Zhao Xueqing before.

Now he has to start by defeating Zhao Xueqing and continue on the path of progress.

Where is his own path? Zhao Dongli fell into deep thought. Whether to continue to practice the sword intent in the "Cloak Sword Technique", or according to Zhao Ling's experience, also practice this sword intent that pursues speed. After all, this booklet had already named the path he could cultivate.

As long as Zhao Dongli sorts out the most basic movements of all knife moves, and then how to make the knife according to the various situations listed in the booklet, when the preliminary work of this skill is completed, he can practice this true meaning.

As you understand your body more and more thoroughly, and the realm of enlightenment improves, you will be able to successfully practice this sword intent.

Zhao Dongli thought about it, isn't this the stunt that those masters who pursue speed in martial arts novels in his previous life rely on to cross the rivers and lakes. For example, Xiao Li's flying knife is not a false example, Fu Hongxue who broke the enemy with a bloody knife, and Ximen Blowing Snow who came from the west with a sword.

At least this is one way, if he can't practice the "Cloak Sword Technique", there is still a way back.

After making up his mind, Zhao Dongli hid the no-list book.

Originally, he didn't know the difficulty of cultivating the true meaning of martial arts, and tried in vain to practice on the mountain peak in one go, but since he had been pointed out by Zhao Ling, his mentality relaxed, although he would still practice, but after all, it was a kung fu that was honed every day, and he didn't have the luxury of hoping that he could learn it through a period of fierce practice.

Now he suddenly had nothing to do.

The management of formal members is quite lenient in the family martial arts hall, and from the day they join, members have a year to hone their martial arts, practice new techniques, and so on. After waiting for a year, there will be tasks to complete, and these tasks are also of an experiential nature, after all, the members of Yanwutang are equivalent to the future pillars, and they must be familiar with the situation in Liangzhou, and even the entire situation in Great Xia, and they must also have the ability to take charge of themselves.

But this is still far from Zhao Dongli, although he is already a second-order enlightener, and he has learned the "Cloak Knife Technique", and theoretically has enough strength to take on the task, but after all, he is not here to grasp power in the Zhao family. After all, he is not the real Zhao Dongli, and he has no empathy for the relationship between the family and blood after all, and the connection is not strong.

For him, only the people or things he encountered after crossing over can attract Zhao Dongli's attention.

It's like his uncle's care for his life, and when he is taken care of, he has to admit it. For example, his fiancée Lin Wanqing, if the two have no feelings after contact, then the other party is just a name, but Zhao Dongli has really fallen in love with this cute and graceful little girl in the past three years, so the other party was taken away, and Zhao Dongli had to find and rescue her.

Simply, today I went to the place where the ancestors of the Zhao family lived in seclusion to check and see if there was any chance of contact.