Yao Guangzi smiled and said: "A family like you from the capital, as a teacher, I thought it would take half a year for you to get used to it, but I didn't expect you to do it so quickly, it's rare." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Nangong Yu said: "Yes." Yao Guangzi said: "Do you know how to write and paint?" Nangong Yu said: "I understand a little." Yao Guangzi said: "Let's write a word and see." Nangong Yu came to the bookcase, picked up the pen, and said, "I don't know what words the master asked the disciple to write?" Yao Guangzi said: "Write whatever you want." Nangong Yu thought for a while, and thought of the 'quietness' mentioned just now, so he dipped it in ink and wrote the word 'quiet' on the paper. After writing it, he was secretly satisfied, thinking that he had played at a normal level. Yao Guangzi asked, "Is it Su Shi's post?" Nangong Yu said: "Yes, master is wise." Yao Guangzi looked at it for a while and said: "It's well written, it's enough to be true, but the craftsmanship is too heavy, ignoring the word itself." ”

Nangong Yu said: "Please ask the master for advice." Yao Guangzi said: "Don't write for the sake of writing, quiet is quiet." Your character 'Jing' is written in a variety of strokes, and the ink is too heavy, so that people have no feeling of 'quiet', although they show their calligraphy skills, they deviate from the goal of writing. Nangong Yu suddenly said: "What the master said is true." Yao Guangzi said: "It's the same with martial arts, you have to use your heart to understand, and quiet is quiet." As he spoke, he picked up a pen and wrote the word 'Jing' in italics on another piece of paper. The font is long and narrow, and the strokes seem to be broken, with a faint sense of calm. Nangong Yu sighed and said, "Disciple understands, the master has been in Song Huizong's thin gold body, but this broken silk brushwork does not look like a thin gold body. Yao Guangzi said: "No matter how many famous people's posts have been visited, there is only one kind that can be used for it at the moment, and there is only one martial art to defeat the enemy, all of which are summarized from previous experience." Nangong Yu realized that the master was explaining the way of martial arts by writing, and hurriedly said: "The disciple has been taught." ”

Yao Guangzi said with a smile: "Martial arts is just one of the hobbies of the teacher, in addition to some other hobbies, your senior brother can't learn it, the second senior brother is not interested, but you and the teacher have some common language." Nangong Yu said: "The disciple doesn't dare to be." Yao Guangzi smiled and said: "Don't be restrained in front of the teacher, relax a little, tell me what will you do?" Nangong Yudao thought for a while and said, "It seems that there will be some." Yao Guangzi laughed and said: "Okay, well, it will be better, and I will have a companion for the teacher in the future." It's rare to be interested, you can paint a picture again. Nangong Yu felt that Yao Guangzi was amiable and no longer restrained, and after receiving the order, he saw that there was not much ink left in the inkstone, so he scooped up the spring water from the porcelain basin with a wooden spoon and dripped it into the inkstone, picked up the ink ingot, and studied the ink. The strength of the ink ingot is neither light nor heavy, and it is evenly ground in one direction, not impatient or impatient. Grind for a while to add a few drops of water. Yao Guangzi nodded secretly, just looking at his ink research techniques, he knew that he was an expert.

After studying the ink, Nangong Yu took out a large piece of rice paper, and after a little idea, he had an idea, and drew it on the paper. He used to paint landscapes, whether it was splashing ink or color, he could grasp it just right, it could be magnificent, or it could be elegant and far-reaching, but now he paints people, because he has understood that everything must be done with his heart, if he paints landscapes to show his skills, the result is the same as writing, the craftsmanship is too heavy, and the form is heavy and unintentional. The character he painted is Haiqiong, but it is not the 'teaching map', no matter how well he repaints, he can't get back his original mood. The distant view of this painting is a hazy crowd with a few brushstrokes and a tall horse, and the foreground is Haiqiong holding a bamboo basket, isolated in the vast sea of people, giving people a sense of tranquility. Nangong Yu sketched it in one go, and finally began to draw Haiqiong's facial features. Although the ink is used at the least, the expression of the facial features is still alive and the contradictory expression is the soul of the whole painting. Nangong Yu's heart was sour, and it took a quarter of an hour to finish painting her facial features, and she sighed speechlessly after putting down the pen.

Yao Guangzi exclaimed: "It is really a work of expression! If you don't experience it yourself, you can't paint such a feeling." This girl's expression is truly immersive. She must be very important to you. Nangong Yu's mood fell again, and he nodded: "Yes." Yao Guangzi didn't ask anymore, and said, "That's it, you can come here often in your spare time in the future, and accompany the teacher to paint and write together." Nangong Yu said: "Okay." Yao Guangzi said: "Now that your mind is calm, it's time to teach some basic skills." Nangong Yuxi said: "Thank you, master." Yao Guangzi said: "Follow the teacher." ”

The master and apprentice got out of the hut, walked out of the water pavilion, went around to the west side of the lake, walked up the hillside, and entered the woods. The forest is full of trees, branches and leaves cover the sky, it is the end of summer and early autumn, the leaves are half yellow and half green, falling all over the ground. Yao Guangzi stood still in front of a big tree and said, "If you want to practice your fingers, you must first practice your eyes." With that, he struck the trunk with one palm, and the fallen leaves fell with a "whoosh". Yao Guangzi looked up, her body swaying like the wind, not a single fallen leaf. When it was gone, he asked, "Can you find out how many leaves have fallen?" Nangong Yu was surprised: "There are too many, how can you find out." Yao Guangzi said: "A total of two hundred and thirty-four pieces." When you can find out the fallen leaves, you can learn the 'Seven Clever Fingers' of this door. Nangong Yu knew that it was not easy to reach the goal, but finally had a goal to run, so he also had motivation, and said, "The disciple understands." Yao Guangzi said: "Even if you learn the Seven Skillful Spirit Fingers in the future, the basic skills cannot be wasted, and then the teacher will let you practice more basic skills, and solid basic skills are the cornerstone of superior martial arts." Nangong Yu said: "Yes." Yao Guangzi said: "Although you have also practiced martial arts since childhood, but you have only learned some skins, if you want to catch up with the two senior brothers, you will have to pay more hardship, are you willing?" Nangong Yu said: "The disciple is willing." Yao Guangzi said: "Okay, follow the teacher." ”

He took Nangong Yu back to the Water Pavilion and came to the small warehouse behind Yaoguangzi's wooden house. Yao Guangzi took out the key to open the warehouse, went in and took out a pair of long-sleeved chain mail, and said, "In the future, you will wear it whether you work or practice, and you can only take it off when you sleep and change clothes." Nangong Yu saw that the chain mail was not big, the holes were fine, and it was suitable for wearing close to the body, he reached out to catch the chain mail, but he didn't expect his hand to sink suddenly, and the chain mail fell off the deck, so he was surprised: "How is this chain mail heavier than the armor." As he spoke, he squatted down to look at the chain mail, touched it with his hand and said in surprise: "What is this black armor made of, it is not iron or steel, but it looks like a stone." Yao Guangzi said with a smile: "A hundred years ago, a heavenly stone fell in the valley and smashed a big hole three feet deep on the ground. Ling Xiaozi, the pavilion master at that time, found that the stones in the pit were burning with fire, and he didn't stop for a long time, and he dared to go down to the pit to check it three days later. It was found that the stone was as black as charcoal, the material had never been seen before, and it was difficult for any weapon to be injured, and it was extremely heavy. After Ling Xiaozi picked up the stone, he invited Huo Lian, the swordsmith at the time, to discuss the use of this stone. It took the two of them three years to come up with a way to dissolve this stone, and with dark iron, diamond and other precious materials to make six weapons. In the end, the materials ran out, so the remaining Celestial Stone was temporarily made into this chain mail, and the plan was to wait until the materials were collected in the future to dissolve the chain mail and continue to build weapons. In order to thank Huo Lian for his help, Ling Xiaozi gave three weapons to express his gratitude, but they never met again after the breakup, and this chain mail has been preserved to the present. ”