"Bang, Bang!" "Get up, still lie in bed, get up and practice the sword"

Lin Bingxue moved quickly, washed his face, and slowly walked to the front of the meal he cooked yesterday.

"Well, it's still the original taste"

After eating, Moyu took him to the river and asked

"Do you see the little green dot in front of you?"

Lin Bingxue didn't see it at first, and said after taking a closer look

"I saw it, but I didn't know very well. Fireflies?"

"What is a firefly?...... It is the human soul, to be precise, it is made up of the spiritual power and residual consciousness of the human being. You can absorb it directly and feel the memories of this person's life. Probably incomplete, of course. ”

"Really?" said Lin Bingxue as he walked towards the green dots.

Mo Yu took the first step and waved his cuffs, and a gust of wind blew through those green dots. "You're ready to go and see it"

When Lin Bingxue came into contact with those green spots, those green spots went directly into the skin. It feels a little comfortable.

"What about memory?"

"The memories are worn out by me. Vulgar people, don't look at it, it will disturb your quietness. ”

Lin Bingxue continued to reach out and grab the human spirit. "Where did they come from?"

"People who died yesterday. ”

Lin Bingxue hurriedly withdrew his hand and pushed back. looked at Moyu suspiciously.

"Don't worry, there is no harm at all, accumulating human souls can make you grow. Growth strength. ”

Lin Bingxue continued to absorb human spirits. After a while, he noticed that a slightly larger human spirit could not absorb it, so he said

"It takes more strength to absorb. ”

"It's because your stomach is full and you can't store it," Lin Bingxue said with a smile. Sure enough, it's still as stupid as before. These are all things that have been said.

"What then?"

"So you have to practice swordsmanship? Every time you grow in swordsmanship, you can store as much spiritual power as you go. If you practice something else, you can do it. ”

"Let's practice swords. ”

Mo Yu stood up, stretched out his arm, and took out his sword out of thin air. said, "Let's show you the mid-stream swordsmanship, and by the way, I'll tell you about the moves."

After finishing speaking, he set off to take out the sword, there was sword qi rotating beside him, the fallen leaves were flying, the sword came out quickly, and in a moment, the water curtain splashed, and the bamboo body shook .......

A voice came

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky!

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk

............”。

Lin Bingxue was dazzled by what he saw, and his jaw dropped instantly when he heard the move. I thought to myself, "Senior brother, are you serious?"

The water curtain receded and gradually calmed down. "How about it, isn't my senior brother very handsome, doesn't swordsmanship seem difficult, especially the moves are difficult to remember and comprehend. ”

Lin Bingxue said, "Are you serious? How can this be swordsmanship? This is ............ Tang poems"

"What kind of poem? Jun doesn't see it means that the sword should be fast, don't let the opponent see through your moves, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, which means that this move should be opened and closed, and it will not return to the sea, which means that it will be very dangerous if there are too many similar moves............ If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. ”

Lin Bingxue stayed in place, and suddenly admired his senior brother a little.

"Of course, I learned this move for a month. Mo Yu was worried that Lin Bingxue would not be able to learn, so she said this deliberately.

Here we go. First order first form.

Come and read to me, the bright moonlight in front of the window is suspected to be frost on the ground,......

Let me give you an analysis, the bright moonlight in front of the bed means that if there is a bed in front of you, this bed is the range of an enemy's attack, the point is that the appearance of the so-called moonlight expands this range, and the shadow of the bed should also be counted. So that's the basics. It is suspected that it is frost on the ground, which means that every time your feet fall on the ground, you must be steady and powerful, and you should not easily borrow the power of the ground, so as not to step on the air and lose your life. Looking up at the bright moon means the angle of the upward stab in this formula, and in the next round, the angle of the downward sword.

As he spoke, he demonstrated both sides.

"Wait a minute, brother, let me ask, how many levels and how many styles are there in kendo?"

"There are a total of nine orders and two hundred and seventy styles in kendo."

"Shouldn't it be three hundred" Lin Bingxue thought secretly, three hundred Tang poems.

"What are you kidding, it's really unheard of," Moyu shook her head

"You can't be that you haven't learned, right?" Lin Bingxue wondered.

"There are thirty mental methods, not counting moves. ”

Lin Bingxue thought, how does this have anything to do with Tang Shi.

"Come and learn from me......"

Lin Bingxue followed Mo Yu to make movements, and Mo Yu approached Lin Bingxue's side, helped her sword, and adjusted her posture.

Lin Bingxue's heart was beating faster, and her little face was slightly red. No longer dare to look at Moyu. He didn't know why he was a man before he crossed over, but now he was like this.

Mo Yu said, "You don't have to think about it, your gender is undecided, and any man or woman will approach you like this." After two years, you'll have grown out of gender. The choice is yours. But the way you are, I advise you to become a girl. ”

Lin Bingxue "............"

For Lin Bingxue, the moves are naturally easy to remember, but they just need to be practiced. Sometimes the movements are not in place, and sometimes the speed cannot keep up.

Deep in the mountains, among the green waters. The long forest is so blue that almost no one knows about it. It's like a paradise, but there are always people who know everything.

"Senior brother, I'm a little tired"

"It's good to be tired, it's good to be tired, if you don't get tired, I'll be tired. Ten styles a day, it's really a strange talk for the ages!!" Lin Moyu said secretly in his heart, his father said that he was also a genius in the world, and he only learned seven styles in a day. And it's getting harder and harder to learn.

"Senior brother taught well. Lin Bingxue said skillfully.

At this time, it was almost night, and Lin Yuan came from the river. It seems that there is something on the mind, but it seems that there is no matter, the steps are steady, and the breath is heavy. made Lin Bingxue not dare to talk to him.

Lin Yuan looked at Lin Bingxue, his fingers tapping on the table slowly and rhythmically, as if thinking about something. "Can you learn the sword?"

Lin Moyu got up and said proudly, "Ten styles a day." ”

Lin Yuan's fingers continued to tap on the table, "Hmm." Learn a little well, learn a little self-defense"

Lin Moyu pulled Lin Yuan, "Ten styles." ”

Lin Yuan had a rare smile, "What are you kidding, there is no way that anyone in the world can learn ten styles a day." There is no one before, and there will be no one in the future. According to this reason, ten months is afraid to go to heaven. ”

..................

Ten months later!!

A couple stood beside the vast grassland.

"This is the last formula,

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. ”

Lin Moyu demonstrated for Lin Bingxue, only to see him jumping left and right, interspersed in all directions. The sword in his hand slashed left and right quickly, and he couldn't tell the difference at all.

Of course, Lin Bingxue couldn't see clearly. So Lin Moyu slowed down dozens of times, and Lin Bingxue learned. An hour later, the presentation was finally over. Lin Bingxue never forgets the moves, as if this is in his genes, every time the move is crossed, it is as if the memory has been opened. But I can't remember anything else. Lin Bingxue practiced according to his memory, and the moves were basically correct, but the speed was very slow.

"Yes, it's nice. You are the only genius in this world. Lin Moyu looked at her, full of joy.

"It's not as good as half of my brother. Lin Bingxue said with a smile

"You're sweet with your little mouth. He put down his sword and looked to his lips. At dusk, a gust of wind blew. A floral scent wafted in. It was a faint, weedy and flowery smell. Lin Bingxue looked at Mo Yu, her face was slightly red.

"Okay, you've learned, review more. One day, when the human spirit collects enough, you will be as fast as me. Of course, it will take a long, long time. But don't rush, take your time. Lin Moyu patted Lin Bingxue's head and flew towards the roof.

In the distance, Lin Yuan looked at the two of them, motionless. The sword in his hand fell to the ground. The three hundred style is a kendo that he was instructed by a master since he was a child and learned it in thirty years. Mo Yu is already a genius, and there is someone in the world who is even more ruthless than Mo Yu .............