In the early morning of the second day, the rooster crowed loudly, piercing through the clouds and mist, and the rising sun hurried to show its head when it heard the rooster's crow, dyeing the eastern sky red.

Yun Ziyuan deliberately got up early in the morning, washed up casually, and then came to Jian Xuan's hut and waited quietly.

In the twilight of spring, the weather is clear and mild, the morning wind is cool and pleasant, Yun Ziyuan welcomes the mild sunlight and enjoys the caress of the spring breeze, comfortable and leisurely.

The small village is gradually waking up, with smoke curling, chickens and dogs barking, a leisurely idyllic scenery. Yun Ziyuan breathed the spring breeze and tasted the intoxicating fragrance between his noses, which contained the fragrance of the earth, the fragrance of flowers, and the fresh fragrance of wine and bean meat, which aroused Yun Ziyuan's gluttony.

Cuckoo~

There was a strange sound in his abdomen, and Yun Ziyuan remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and he was hungry and empty at the moment, which made the wait extremely difficult.

Squeak. The door of the house opened, swaying and swaying, accompanied by an unpleasant creaking sound, and I don't know how many years this door, this house, and this small village have been baptized.

"This broken door, sooner or later it will be dismantled as firewood!"

Jian Xuan's tall figure walked out of the dim hut, stepped into the rising sun, stretched his waist, yawned, and was not at ease. And when Jian Xuan saw Yun Ziyuan, who was standing quietly at the bottom of the steps, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting, his face suddenly tightened, and he found that his memory was really worse day by day.

"Am I so old?" Jian Xuan muttered to himself, as if he couldn't believe that his memory was about to catch up with the wrinkled and senile Granny Li.

"What did you say, sir?"

"Ahem, it's nothing, you can wait patiently for so long, it can be seen that your heart is excellent, and you must be a good seedling for practicing martial arts and cultivating the Tao. Have you had breakfast, if not, come with me to eat and drink. Jian Xuan said calmly, and when he saw Yun Ziyuan shaking his head, he took him to Chef Lu's house.

Along the way, green and green, red, purple and purple, the small village lives deep in the mountains, full of strange flowers and flowers, the spring breeze blows, the fragrance is contemptuous, and the spleen is refreshing.

At this time, the sky is gradually brightening, the rising sun is in the sky, the clear and beautiful streamer shines, through the refraction of the mirror wall of the lonely peak, a piece of morning glow is conjured, the small village is bathed in the morning glow, like a fairyland, the clouds are steaming, it is very beautiful.

Jian Xuan and Yun Ziyuan stepped on the green grass and flowers, followed the tempting aroma in the air, and came to the door of Chef Lu's house. At this time, Chef Lu's house was very lively, and more than a dozen people in the whole village were in the small courtyard, all of whom came to eat and drink.

As soon as Jian Xuan arrived, all the people who were eating breakfast looked at him and smiled, and said, "Jian Xuan, you are late again!" Jian Xuan didn't answer, but said to Chef Lu: "Two bowls of hot porridge and a plate of pork belly." ”

They deliberately shouted, "You must have overslept again!"

Jian Xuan's eyes widened and said, "How can you slander people's innocence out of thin air like this!"

"What innocence? I saw Ziyuan standing outside your house waiting for you before dawn today, and you didn't wake up. ”

Jian Xuan's face turned red, green veins bloomed on his face, and he argued, "Cultivation can't be regarded as sleeping...... Meditate!...... Can the monk's business be regarded as a lazy sleep?" One after another were some difficult words, such as "meditation and cultivation", "vitality", etc., which caused everyone to laugh, and the courtyard was filled with a happy air.

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"Chef Lu is the most skilled chef in the village, everyone usually comes to his house to eat, and he is very good, he does not refuse, as long as you praise him for his good cooking skills, he will be happy. Jian Xuan drank the hot porridge and chewed the meat, his eyebrows flew with joy, and his satisfied expression was overflowing, not moved by Fang Cai's embarrassment at all.

Yun Ziyuan was also feasting, he had been waiting for Jian Xuan for a long time with a hungry stomach, and at this time, he felt that this simple meat porridge was full of color and flavor, which made people feel mouthful, and it was difficult to help himself.

Chef Lu was also very happy to see that Yun Ziyuan was eating satisfactorily and happily, and he came over to Yun Ziyuan and said, "How is it, my skills are good." ”

Yun Ziyuan's mouth was full, and he just gave a thumbs up with his free hand.

"Cook, everyone knows your craft, and now that you have more mouths to feed, I think you're even happier. Jian Xuan laughed on the side.

"Haha, that's nature. I'm naturally happy to have so many people appreciate it. Chef Lu clapped his hands, and Lao Huai was relieved.

"Then why don't you get out of here, don't go out into the world and see it, there should be more people there who like your food." ”

The originally warm atmosphere in the small courtyard quietly froze, and Yun Ziyuan didn't know if he had asked the wrong question, why they were so silent and terrifyingly quiet.

"Because it's not for us. The village chief broke the silence and said slowly, "The outside world is certainly ...... Wonderful, but not for us. We have lived here for generations, honing our skills, but the people outside don't like us and don't fit in with us. ”

Xiao Xuehua listened quietly in her mother's arms, not noisy, but her eyes were rolling, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Yun Ziyuan wanted to ask something more, but he didn't know much about this village and these people in the village, and he was still a little puzzled and wanted to find an answer. But Jian Xuan diverted the topic.

"By the way, carpenter, let's help Ziyuan make a wooden sword later. ”

"Wooden sword, are there any requirements?"

"Don't open the edge, this is very important, don't open the edge! ”

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

The carpenter was a small old man with a slightly crooked back, who looked thin, but in fact he was strong and strong, light and flexible, and acted very neatly. I saw him walking like flying, hurriing away, hurrying back, carrying a wooden sword in his hand.

Yun Ziyuan felt a little incredible, the efficiency of this pack of carpenters was unbelievably high. Although it was just an ordinary wooden sword, it was only half a cup of tea and the carpenter had already prepared it and sent it, and Yun Ziyuan hadn't even recovered from his previous silence.

Jian Xuan took the wooden sword and didn't look at it carefully, just weighed the weight and threw it to Yun Ziyuan.

Yun Ziyuan stretched out his hands to catch the wooden sword, but after catching it, he was caught off guard and stumbled, staggered backwards, and barely stood against the table and chair.

"It's so heavy!"

Heavy was Yun Ziyuan's first feeling after taking the wooden sword. The material of this wooden sword seems to be similar to that of ordinary wooden swords, but it is completely different in weight, far from being comparable to ordinary wooden swords, even if it is compared to a real seven-foot iron sword, the weight of this wooden sword is much more than that.

How could a child wield such a heavy wooden sword? It was very difficult for Yun Ziyuan to even hold it for a long time, after all, he was only a five-year-old child.

In addition, this wooden sword has a simple shape, which is made of the eight-sided Han sword in ancient times, and the sword body is straight and straight, long and narrow, and it is ground on eight sides, revealing a majestic atmosphere. However, the three-foot-long blade of the wooden sword was almost as tall as Yun Ziyuan, only half a minute shorter.

Yun Ziyuan felt that there was something wrong with this, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem to be suitable for his current use. But since Jian Xuan didn't say anything when he threw it to him, he couldn't open his mouth to question, so he had to use all his strength to barely hold the wooden sword in his arms, as if he were holding a heavy rock as high as his body.

"Are you ready? When you're ready, learn the sword with me. Jian Xuan didn't seem to see anything wrong with Mu Jian at all, and after drinking the porridge and eating the meat, he got up and left on his own.

"Sir, I thought that the swords used by the monks were all flying swords, but I didn't expect that there would be such a martial arts sword book handed down. ”

Yun Ziyuan reluctantly followed, one step at a time, and his steps were heavy.

"Flying swords aren't just flying swords. If you don't know how to use swordsmanship, and the flying sword just flies straight in the air, how is that different from a bow and arrow flying knife? If you don't have swordsmanship, the meaning of the sword will disappear, and a sharp piece of iron flying wantonly in the air can kill people, so what's the use of a sword?"

"The reason why a sword is a sword is that the person who uses the sword knows how to use the sword, and there is a mystery in the moves. Therefore, the sword technique and sword moves are the cornerstone of the sword, supporting the high-rise of the sword, and the sword intent is the light of the sword, illuminating the eternal night of the sword. ”

"Sir, I see. ”