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Beilai Shizi wants to practice swords, and many people don't feel new when the news spreads, after all, no one will be optimistic about a son who doesn't learn and practice swords, and it is difficult to make any great progress in his life with his heart, but he feels that the son of the world is playful, and he will retreat after a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Jiang Loan heard that Jiang Yangsheng was going to practice swords, he pondered for a while, and then waved his hand and said, "My son wants to find the best swordsman in the world to teach swordsmanship." ”

Jiang Yangsheng was noncommittal, just shook the heavy Qingque Sword in his hand a few times, in fact, the reason why he practiced the sword was very simple, just didn't want the Qingque Ancient Sword to be dusty, don't make people laugh at the Qingque Ancient Sword for being unladylike.

The next day, Jiang Loan selected two soldiers with extraordinary swordsmanship from the Beilai army, and even summoned a few dead swordsmen who had been famous for a long time but secretly worked for the Beilai Palace, from the spy agency under his hands, 'Xumen'.

They are all Jiang Yangsheng's teachers and sparring partners, speaking of which is the same as adults accompanying children to play at home, among these people, there is a great sword master with the strength of a first-grade martial artist, and the rest of the most unfortunate ones are also from the same level as Li Qingmei from the third grade, fortunately, these people selected by Jiang Loan are all quite their own opinions in the way of the sword, and even a few people have gone off the rails but have achieved achievements that are difficult for ordinary swordsmen to achieve.

Yu Qiu, a great swordsman, is one of the most swordsman, Jiang Loan privately once confessed that Jiang Yangsheng Yu Qiu took the path of killing and preaching, and he is also a swordsman with a mixed reputation in the past ten years.

Jiang Yangsheng thought so, after all, these people were willing to teach their swordsmanship only because of the long-accumulated coercion of Jiang Loan and the great Bodhisattva of Beilai Wang, and besides, his infamous second son was not even a registered disciple, and no one would award himself the kung fu at the bottom of the box for no reason.

Sword, the most highly regarded weapon in the current martial arts, compared with other weapons, is not only because of the soft and slender sword, but more importantly, the sword has always been linked to the gentleman, the old saying goes: the sword is a sharp weapon in the elegance, there is an upright wind, a sharp edge in the slow, with a gentle air, the spirit is through the spirit, the mystery can enter the wonderful, flying around, without a trace, as clouds and rain, such as a tiger and a dragon, unpredictable, infinite turn. Punish the evil party in the world, cut the ghosts in the ground, can break the formation to attack the city, point with your fingers, the grass and trees are soldiers, you can prevent the harm of a body, and the three are successful, so the treasure is the treasure, and the luck can be through the gods. The light is bright and ambiguous, the body is strong and immortal, sweeping the fog and covering the smoke, and waving away the stone and the clouds collapse. It can avoid the disaster of water and fire, and it can avoid drowning, and it can solve the chaos of swords and soldiers, and turn a blind eye.

There is also a saying that a gentleman is like a sword and a woman is like an orchid, and many literati are swords to enjoy the scenery and poems, although the swords of those literati are vassals and elegant decorations after all, which shows the degree to which the sword is loved.

"Qingque Ancient Sword, ranked third in the sword spectrum when it was released, I didn't expect that it had been in the hands of Kong Daodao, and it was not dusty. ”

Yu Qiu carefully looked at the Qingque Ancient Sword, down to every detail, a rough-looking man at this time was like a literati appreciating poetry, it looked really funny, like a tea guest with a delicate texture in his hand and muttered to himself.

"Cast of meteorite outside the sky, it was a fierce sword before it came out of the oven, and it was hung under the alarm bell of Buddhism for ten years to remove the anger and then tossed and fell into the rivers and lakes, and never wanted to be hidden by the sword god Kong Daodao. ”

Yu Qiu threw the sword to Jiang Yangsheng, and at this time, Yu Qiu sat on the stone bench under the plane tree in Jiang Yangsheng's courtyard, and Jiang Yangsheng stood opposite for a long time.

"Practice the sword first and train the heart, you are not suitable for my way. ”

Yu Qiu said lightly, he said frankly that Jiang Yangsheng was not suitable for him to kill the testimony, after all, there was a layer of identity in front of him, and once he embarked on the road of killing the testimony, he would be opposed to the so-called orthodoxy in the world, and it was not suitable for Jiang Yangsheng.

Jiang Yangsheng was noncommittal, and after listening to Yu Qiu's words, he didn't have that sense of loss, he just shook his head and said, "How do you know if you haven't walked through?"

Yu Qiu didn't refute, but just threw out a question: "The Beilai Royal Mansion has always wanted to dominate the major avenues of Qilu Prefecture, just imagine that the prince of Beilai enters the Demon Gate, who else dares to believe it?"

"What's that, it's a big deal to kill him. ”

Jiang Yangsheng weighed the Qingque Sword in his hand, and said with a smile.

Yu Qiu snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves and left, leaving a sentence that the son could not be taught.

Can't you teach a child?

Jiang Yangsheng never found anyone to learn swordsmanship again, planted a sword in front of the Star Picking Tower, and climbed the nine-story Star Picking Tower alone, and today the Confucianism and Buddhism in addition to the Buddhism swordsmanship is infiltrated into every Taoist system, so the Star Picking Building gathered a large number of swordsmanship classics, and when he returned from Shu Mountain, Chen Xizi gave Jiang Yangsheng some introductory swordsmanship classics that are not considered to be the upper level, although a large part of them are remembered on the road and are left in the mind, and those that are not remembered are used as fart wipes, but there are still a few books.

"No one taught me, I can be a swordsman. ”

On that day, the figure of the second son of Beilai disappeared from the willow alley of the flower street in Beilai City, some people said that the second son went west to play, some people said that the second son went to the sea to find immortals, and even more said that the prince of Beilai went south to pursue the famous generation of Qinglou Oiran in Beilai City, and for a time all kinds of conjectures came out, absurd and uninhibited, and even made people laugh.

In fact, Jiang Yangsheng climbed the Star Picking Building alone, starting from the fourth floor, the sixth floor collects the classics written by the hundreds of schools, these classics are not easy to come by, most of them are Jiang Loan took advantage of the Spring and Autumn War to snatch it, the driving force behind the scenes is the person who disagrees with the words and pits millions of students, Tu Gongsun is ignorant, these classics are better to become the only one in the Star Picking Building than to be wiped out in the war, so the unjust war not only killed a lot of knowledgeable people, but also burned a lot of classics.

It was a very distressing thing to find the kendo secret from the hundreds of thousands of classics on the sixth floor, but fortunately, Ah Shi was sent to take care of Jiang Yangsheng, and Jiang Yangsheng grabbed Ah Shi and asked her to find the kendo secret book for herself.

Although Ah Shi was reluctant, he couldn't stand Jiang Yangsheng's lewd power, so he could only give up, and climbed the tall bookshelves with the help of a paulownia ladder to find the damn swordsmanship secrets.

Ah Shi laboriously pulled out a copy of "Thousand Cow Knife Method" from a pile of dusty books, and then staggered down the ladder, walked to Jiang Yangsheng who was sitting in the corner of the wall and handed it out very reluctantly, Jiang Yangsheng took the book and opened it and glanced at it a few times, and then threw it in the pile of books behind him, and said bitterly: "Don't take this kind of useless book in the future." ”

Ah Shi was angry, puffing out his cheeks and glaring at Jiang Yangsheng, he finally found this book in such a pile of messy books, but it was said to be an eyesore.

The effort was thankless, Ah Shi stood there and stared at Jiang Yangsheng silently, Jiang Yangsheng kept his head down, ignored it, and casually threw the knife book at Ah Shi's feet, and then said with a cold face: "Knife Spectrum, I practice knives?"

Ah Shi glanced at the sword book at his feet, stuck out his tongue, and then turned around and continued to look for the sword book.

The entire sixth floor is the most complicated place in the whole star-picking building, when most of the sons of the world except for Confucianism are declining, and they are very excluded, so few people come here to read the scriptures, so many books are covered with dust and yellow, and Ah Shi is made like a little flower cat every time.

Jiang Yangsheng from morning to night, except for eating and, most of them do in the corner of the wall and read those sword books according to the wall, without intensive reading and rough reading, after all, his time is limited and these sword books are not all classics, and there are also inferior and indiscriminate ingredients, fortunately, he has an almost unforgettable ability, so Jiang Yangsheng reads very fast, many times Jiang Yangsheng reads the sword book in his hand and Ah Shi has not found the next one.

Ah Shi was often reprimanded by Jiang Yangsheng, at first he stared at the color and colored, but over time he got used to it, and became an elm pimple, wooden and mechanical, and the originally good person had a lot less energy.

Jiang Yangsheng had a good time, so he made time to sneer at Ah Shi, which was nothing more than laughing at the imperfect development of Ah Shi today, a few streets worse than the Oiran outside, or whether the two taels of flesh on his chest had grown to three taels? Gradually, Ah Shi felt that the two of them had someone to talk to in this depressed star-picking building, even if it was cynical, it was better than nothing, so he became restless, and when he was free, there was a sentence of witticism to tease Jiang Yangsheng, but Ah Shi's little bit of Taoism was enough for Jiang Yangsheng to see that the intestines were flying all over the sky, and after a few rounds, Ah Shi was defeated, so he had to stick out his tongue and trot away from this battlefield filled with gunpowder.

Yu Qiu said that if you want to practice swords, you must raise swords, and other people's swords are not swords raised by yourself after all, such swords can only exert seven or eight points of strength even if they are sharp, and the sword intent needs to constantly comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship.

Jiang Yangsheng does not have the experience and courage of others to walk the rivers and lakes with a sword, nor does he have the madness of comprehending the way of the sword between life and death, so he can only learn from the books step by step and obtain the sword intent left by the former sages, this approach is undoubtedly the most undesirable, but it is the only one that Jiang Yangsheng can choose, after all, he also has the identity of the second son of the king of Beilai by his side.

When Jiang Yangsheng walked into the Star Picking Tower, it was late autumn, more than two months had passed in a blink of an eye, the wisps of snowflakes were scattered on Qilu Prefecture, and after one night, the entire Beilai Mansion was covered with snow, and the original lively Beilai Mansion was particularly quiet after the first heavy snowfall, except for the creaking sound of cotton boots stepping on the solid and thick snow when a servant walked back and forth, only the sound of the cold wind whistling flew past his ears.

On the sixth floor of the Star Picking Building, Jiang Yangsheng leaned on the corner of the wall to read the secret book of the sword spectrum, for two whole months, Jiang Yangsheng read the sword book on the fourth floor less than one tenth, and it took two months for only one tenth of the insufficient secret book, which shows that the Star Picking Building is the first floor of martial arts in the world. In the distance, Ah Shi put on a silver fox fur and climbed up the wooden stairs to find the secret for Jiang Yangsheng, the silver-white fox fur set off Ah Shi's delicate figure, the two complement each other, and the beauty mink fur is also a scene in the snow.

Holding the book called "The Book of Dripping Water" of the Mo family swordsmanship, Jiang Yangsheng frowned, this "Book of Dripping Water" expounded in the swordsmanship avenue is contrary to the concept of other swordsmanship secrets, in Jiang Yangsheng has seen the secrets of the swordsmanship avenue are mostly slave swords, and this is in the sword, turned the title page and knocked, the person who wrote this book is called Yu Zhijing, maybe he is an ordinary swordsman who has not emerged in his life, others explain the sword intent of swordsmanship, and Yu Zhijing's "Dripping Water Classic" is about a momentum, he said' One dollar a day, one thousand days and one thousand, the rope is sawed and the wood is broken, and the water drops are worn by the stone' This kind of swordsmanship does not seek quick results, but only seeks a state of mind, and the state of mind is naturally a natural way to cultivate the sword.

Jiang Yangsheng held this "Dripping Water Sutra" and climbed to the seventh floor to find Yu Lindao, because the sixth-floor keeper Hongru, who dreamed of Spring and Autumn, was sleeping every day, and even when he woke up, he was groggy and groggy, Jiang Yangsheng wanted to find him hard, so it was better to go to the seventh floor to find Yulindao.

Ascending the seventh floor along the winding staircase, Yu Lindao burned incense with his hands in front of the desk, the smoke was misty, like a fairyland, obviously to draw his so-called Daomen talismans, Jiang Yangsheng saw these talismans from childhood to adulthood, Yu Lindao caught a glimpse of Jiang Yangsheng holding a book and walked upstairs, and teased: "But is it still a picture of the Spring Palace?"

Jiang Yang was embarrassed, and said with a smile: "No, no..."

But I don't know how to speak, Jiang Yangsheng bought a painted spring palace map from the bazaar, afraid of being discovered, so he held the spring palace map and waited for the star tower to be seen after reading it, and then threw it from the top of the building to the bottom of the cliff or the seaside.

Lao Dao ignored Jiang Yangsheng's embarrassment and said with a smile: "What kind of book can make you come to me?"

"A secret book unlike any other. ”

Yu Lindao picked up a Kanto Liaohao from the desk, dipped the pen in ink and wrote the word 'sword', the penmanship is like a ghost, unconventional, quite innovative.

After Yu Lindao finished writing, he threw down the pen at will, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Take a look." ”

Jiang Yangsheng looked at the dense ink on the snow-white rice paper, as well as the sharp word 'sword' that was gradually infected by the black ink and was not clear, and stepped forward to hand over the "Dripping Water Sutra" in his hand.

Yu Lindao cursoryly flipped through this "Dripping Water Sutra", and after a long time, he frowned and said: "Yuzhijing, the name is so familiar, it seems that I have heard of it somewhere." ”

"Probably a figure who flashed like a comet. ”

Yu Lindao shook his head and said: "I have been in this star picking tower for dozens of years, how can I not draw the ground as a prison, and today's younger generations of rivers and lakes are like carp crossing the river, there are always some 'ghost talents' who have sprung up in the army that I don't know." However, this book is a rare ghost book, the author must also be a generation of ghost talents, other swordsmanship is gradual and then enter the room, and this "Dripping Water Sutra" is in simple terms, expounding not only the way of the sword, not only the way to the sword, not the shortcut to the end of the south is not the sword to go to the edge is considered to be the orthodox sword, after all, in the eyes of ordinary people, there is not much difference between the slave sword and the sword, in fact, after all, it is a question of who is the master and who is the servant, one is enslaved by the sword, the other is the enslavement of the sword, everything is the same, the real kendo master will not care about these. ”

"Which one is preferable?"

"It's up to you, if you want to be the leader between man and sword, then abandon the Dripping Sutra, if you want to be a servant between man and sword, then choose it. ”

Lao Dao shook his sleeve robe, revealing his palm and brushing his long gray beard.

"However, your own conditions are more than one level lower than the children of other swordsmanship families, although the first age of cultivation and comprehension is second, and some children of swordsmanship families hold swords at the age of three, you are many years behind them, this is not something that can be caught up with comprehension alone. Lao Dao suggested that the "Dripping Water Sutra" should be used as the foundation, and the essence of the hundred scriptures should be used as leaves, and then the branches and leaves can be scattered, which is an orthodox swordsmanship. ”

Jiang Yangsheng nodded, thinking deeply, if it was really as Yu Lindao said, with the "Dripping Water Sutra" as the furnace and the swordsmanship of Wanjia as the material, he would definitely refine a big medicine!

After filling the wine gourd with spirits, he bowed and withdrew.

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