"Does Mr. ask about the sword or about the person?" Zuo Zi'an was not stupid, and raised his glass to ask back.

The Confucian replied with a smile: "Naturally, I ask the sword, and my friend's love is naturally also a sword." ”

Zuo Zi'an recalled what he had learned, this is indeed Jin Yong's martial arts world, although the past and future are blank, but many trajectories are based on Jin Yong's history, for example, Meng Ge died here in Xiangyang City instead of Sichuan Diaoyu City. "I think that the number one sword in the past and present is the 'Yue Nu Sword'. ”

As soon as the words came out, even the Taoist who was drinking and eating meat on the side paused, "'Yue Nu Sword'?"

"Lao Wan, that's what you said...... Can you make us, do you treat us like monkeys?" The sloppy Taoist was obviously angry, and the Confucian hurriedly persuaded him, looked at Zuo Zi'an and said: "Little friend, don't be joking, we sincerely ask each other, why do you come up with such nonsense?"

Zuo Zi'an poured himself a bowl of wine and was leisurely, "The two of you are really sincere, so you should listen to my reasoning." If you have a firm mind in your heart, why do you have to ask for advice under the pretext? Just teach me, a young boy, a lesson!"

"Tell me!" the man laughed angrily, "I want to hear how this 'Yue Nu Sword' has become the number one sword technique in the world!"

Zuo Zi'an cleared his throat and said slowly: "In the past, King Gou Jian of Yue finally swallowed Wu by lying on his salary and tasting his courage, relying on the soldiers of the Yue Kingdom under his command, who learned a trace of swordsmanship from a sword god. With this shadow, Gou Jian broke the Wu army, the shame of the country, and the achievement of the Spring and Autumn Five Hegemons. ”

Confucius nodded when he heard this: "I have also heard about what you said, but I have never heard of where this sword god comes from and who his surname is. ”

"This sword god is actually just a little girl, she became famous for her swordsmanship, so later generations called it 'Yue Nu Sword'! She has a bamboo stick, which can make the Yue Guo Jia Shi 3,000 have no power to fight back, but unfortunately she can't teach people to make swords, and the Yue Nu swordsmanship that you look down on now in the world is just a trace of the sword god back then. ”

Rao is Confucian is well-informed, and he was also dumbfounded, "Do you fight three thousand soldiers alone?"

"Wrong, it's the defeat of 3,000 soldiers alone. Zuo Zi was secretly happy with peace of mind, and it was rare to open a plug-in, and the depressed mood of Shicai was swept away.

"It's not your kid making it up, is it?" the sloppy Taoist was still skeptical, but the Confucian exhaled deeply, "Not necessarily." The word 'Yue Nu' starts here, which is quite reasonable, and it is indeed as early as the Warring States Period that the Yue Nu swordsmanship has been passed down to the world. I wonder where you got such a record?"

Seeing that the Confucian student's eyes suddenly became fanatical, Zuo Zi'an smiled and said: "When I was a child, I met an old gentleman who had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and knew everything throughout the ages. These secrets are all told by him. ”

"Shall I visit this old gentleman then?"

Zuo Zi'an smiled secretly, "This old gentleman Shenlong has not seen the head but the tail, and I haven't seen him for many years." ”

The sloppy Taoist sat on the chair, swaying. The Confucian sighed and asked, "That old gentleman is so well-informed, I don't know what he thinks of the swordsmanship that has been handed down in this world today?"

Zuo Zi'an saw that the two really didn't know the story of Yue Nujian, but believed that they were not liars, otherwise they would never have been angry because of this and went to the bottom of it. After making up his mind, he said: "The old gentleman said that there is a person who is superb in swordsmanship, who holds a sword and dominates the world, kills all enemies and defeats heroes, and wants to be defeated but cannot get it, and people call it 'sword demon'." ”

The long night was boring, Zuo Zi'an took the trouble to tell these two people about the swordsmanship realm of Dugu's defeat, in fact, there is nothing special, everyone understands the truth, but whether they can understand it is everyone's business. Who doesn't know that when the internal force is extremely deep, picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, but you have to practice that kind of internal force.

The more the sloppy Taoist listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful! In the past, Feng Qingyang also said the name of 'Dugu seeks defeat', but this sword intent is still clearer than you say!"

Zuo Zi'an was shocked, this person actually knew Feng Qingyang, it seemed that he had really met a master of swordsmanship, "Seniors know Feng Qingyang?"

"Why don't you know him? When he was younger, he was more nosy than anyone else, and he fought all day long, and I fought with his boy not a hundred but eighty. How many times have I seen that 'Dugu Nine Swords' of his!"

Zuo Zi'an's eyes lit up, "I heard that this 'Dugu Nine Swords' is the first to anticipate the enemy, and can break the world's martial arts with no moves." No matter how complex the sword moves are, there are flaws, and they will inevitably not be able to dodge the blow of the 'Dugu Nine Swords'. Can you really fight?"

"Haha, fool! Fool! He breaks your sword moves, stabs, teases, cuts, and hits with his sword, aren't these tricks tricks? He has his own tricks, can't others break his sword skills?"

Zuo Zi jumped violently in Anxin, and the man looked up to the sky and laughed, and said without care: "'There is a move to win without a move', that is the ultimate principle in martial arts, but how easy is it to do it? ”

"In martial arts, whether it is 'preemptive' or 'rear-strike', the essence is all the way, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior, it is all about attacking the weak with the strong, attacking the weak with the real, and breaking the dullness of the enemy with one's own edge. The key is how you can 'control people' rather than 'control people'. ”

Listening to this person's words, some of Zuo Zi's thoughts gradually became clear. All things are born and mutually restricted, and even in the entire universe, there is no substance that can be above everything. What's more, in ancient China, which was deeply influenced by "Zhou Yi", everything cycled back and forth, no matter how strong the "Dugu Nine Swords" were, and no matter how evil the "Evil Sword Spectrum" was, it was impossible to deal with it without a way.

"Do you want to feed the enemy first? His sword is pointed at the road you must pass, waiting for you to send the key point, and you can't change the way? If you have to adapt to the situation and take it by surprise, how can you be controlled by people everywhere?"

Zuo Zi'an suddenly thought of something, "The left should be the front, the right must be the back, three voids and seven realities, and there is a ...... out of nothing."

"What kind of ghost scripture are you reading? Did you listen to the old Taoist priest's words?" The sloppy Taoist was very dissatisfied with Zuo Zi'an's distraction.

"No, no. Zuo Zi'an said: "I remembered what the old gentleman said, Persia once had a strange kung fu, what 'should be left in front, must be right in the back', that is, the trick is extremely weird, looking like it wants to hit you on the shoulder, but somehow it hit you on the cheek!

The sloppy Taoist pondered: "'The left should be the front, and the right must be the back', which is very interesting. Say a few more words, and I'll think about it!"

Zuo Zi'an was stunned, "The old gentleman told me a story, not martial arts, I can only say these four sentences." ”

The sloppy Taoist jumped up violently and slapped Zuo Zi'an on the back of the head, "You idiot! Hearing such subtle and mysterious kung fu, you don't ask for advice carefully, you have to be able to learn all the skills of that old gentleman, what are you afraid of 'Dugu Nine Swords'!"

Zuo Zi'an couldn't argue, and he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only touch the back of his head that was patted in pain. The sloppy Taoist began to listen to Zuo Zi'an talk about the Yue Nu Sword, and suspected that he was talking nonsense casually, at this moment, he heard that these martial arts principles were all meticulous and exquisite, and they were definitely not something that he could make up as a descendant boy, and he immediately respected the old gentleman.

But listen to these mantras you read, haha, when you encounter a clear wind, you will deceive each other, and whoever deceives each other will win. But with what you know now, it's hard to get past that old fox!"

Zuo Zi'an was stunned, "What do you mean by your predecessors, ...... You don't have to lie to me, I lie to you, the real kung fu is ......"

"Well, did I say that?" the Taoist half-closed his eyes, but seemed quite satisfied with the effect. When the Confucian scholar heard this, he smiled slightly: "Are you very afraid of the 'Dugu Nine Swords'? Do you have a grudge against Feng Qingyang?"

The Confucian scholar had not said a word, and suddenly spoke, but it seemed to penetrate people's hearts, and even the Taoist opened his eyes and looked at him.

At this point, Zuo Zi'an has completely believed that these two are definitely not ordinary people, although they don't understand why they found him, but they are gentle and frenzy, but they can feel that there is no malice. Thinking of the future, if you can't deal with the "Dugu Nine Swords", with Yue Buqun's treacherous and Linghu Chong's foolish loyalty, it will be difficult to escape from the top and bottom of Songshan Mountain. With a horizontal heart, he knelt down heavily and said: "The younger generation and the senior Feng have never known each other, so naturally there is no hatred or resentment." But the Feng predecessors have passed on the disciples, and they will be with me in the future. Please also ask my seniors to teach me!"

"Lao Feng passed on the disciple? fucking Lao Tzu doesn't know...... Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, look at the poor Dao and don't look for him to fight another thousand rounds!"

Zuo Zi'an couldn't help laughing, held back a smile, and looked solemnly at the Confucian and the Taoist again. The Confucian smiled and pointed at the man, "Then you have to ask him." ”

The man pulled him up and said, "Hey, has your old gentleman commented with you on another extremely wonderful and invincible swordsmanship? ”

"Six paths, sword qi...... You say, 'Six-Vein Divine Sword'?"

"Not bad, not bad!" The man laughed and said, "Tell me quickly, what does that old gentleman think, is it the 'Six Veins Divine Sword' that is powerful, or the 'Dugu Nine Swords' is powerful?"

Zuo Zi'an was stunned for a moment, why is this so similar to the end of the world back then? That, who said that Fang Zheng can beat three Xiao Feng, if you come out, it's strange if you can't beat you. Seeing that sloppy Taoist man's eyes were so eager, he suddenly felt that the tiger skin banner of the creator was really easy to pull! Could it be that he could be a "six-vein divine sword"?

However, since he has a request for others, of course he can't be offended, but fortunately, in the name of "Six Veins Divine Sword", he doesn't need to say good things with his conscience. "The old gentleman once said that Dali Duan's 'six-vein divine sword', known as the world's first sword, is well deserved. ”

"Okay! I'll find Lao Feng to talk to him another day. The Taoist shouted at the Confucian student, and the Confucian smiled and said, "You don't know the 'Six Veins Divine Sword', what are you proud of?"

Zuo Zi'an became more and more confused, and the man said to him with a smile: "Do you know that although the 'Six-Vein Divine Sword' is invincible in the world, if you don't have a supreme internal force, not only will you not be able to practice swordsmanship, but strong practice will lead to madness and your life will be difficult to protect." ”

Zuo Zi'an nodded obediently, of course he knew this, so he just thought, even if this old Taoist priest was really willing to teach him the "Six Veins Divine Sword", he wouldn't be able to learn it! The old Taoist priest continued: "Hey, who knows that the cultivation of people in this world is actually not comparable to the next. The Dali Duan clan was founded for a hundred years until its demise, and there was only one person who could run these six-way swordsmanship!"