Chapter 42 Ten Years of Playing a Sword

When Liu Jian came to see it in the morning, he saw that the big girl, the little girl, and the old mother were surrounded by water, and he remembered the explanation of his senior brother, so he went out of the city directly.

Zhang Qing asked him to come to the bamboo forest outside the city, not far from the place where Liu Jian killed Li Sinian, which made Liu Jian's hometown revisit quite emotional. The wound on his waist had not yet healed, but the wheels, horses' hooves, and human footprints on the ground had long since erased and covered up the traces of the fight.

After entering the bamboo forest on a path, he ran in the bamboo forest to look for it, and the senior brother did not give a specific reference or mark, only let him come to the bamboo forest outside the city.

Fortunately, the range is not too large, Liu Jian ran for only a moment, and finally found Zhang Qing sitting cross-legged in an open space.

In the center of the open space, there was a game of chess, two futons, Liu Jian sat down cross-legged on top of the futon, and looked at Zhang Qing with some puzzlement, not knowing what he was going to do when he laid out Go.

Zhang Qing pinched the chess pieces elegantly, dressed in white without dust, and his sideburns and white hair seemed to be the finishing touch, making his whole person exude the beauty of a gentleman. "From now on, you will accompany me to play a game of chess every day, and I will teach you a sword technique. ”

Chess for moves?

"Senior brother, I don't know how to play chess yet. ”

"Senior brother, you haven't been exposed to kendo yet. ”

"Senior brother, if I play chess, I will be able to lose my armor in a short time, and I will definitely be killed by you and will not be able to find the north. ”

"Don't worry, I won't teach you too subtle swordsmanship at the beginning, everything, start with the basics. ”

Liu Jian nodded and smiled, there was a sense of satisfaction that he had gotten what he wanted, even if it was just a tea time to distinguish the defeat of the army and the defeat in a hurry, but there was not much depression in his heart.

"Chess and swords, this is my only love in this life. ”

Zhang Qing sighed, but Liu Jian secretly rolled his eyes. Who pestered himself last night to get acquainted with Caisi?The only favorite, it is estimated that there are a few beautiful girls, senior brother, you are intoxicated and gentle, and you only care about the wind and flowers, snow and moon birds......

"Seeing that you are so talented in chess, it is estimated that you need to sharpen your sword more. Get up, I'll teach you a set of second-rate swordsmanship first. ”

"Senior Brother Xie. Liu Jian smiled, Fang Cai's hasty defeat was not intentional by him, it was really a random girl who had never taught Go, for this kind of broad and profound Chinese culture, Liu Jian said that he had more than enough strength but not enough.

He wants both civil and military skills, not both color and art, because he likes to pick up girls and doesn't like to be soaked by girls.

Zhang Qing stood in the bamboo forest, holding the sword that Liu Jian couldn't name, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly changed, and then he was indifferent and naturally gradually became imposing. This set of swordsmanship is naturally not difficult for Zhang Qing, but this is the first time that he has shown his swordsmanship in front of the junior brother, but he can't smash it.

"Optimistic, there are only eight styles in this set of swordsmanship, and it is the introductory swordsmanship of the Qingcheng faction, called "Qingzhu Swordsmanship". ”

Liu Jian's eyes widened, and his eyelids were reluctant to blink. Finally able to get in touch with the real martial arts moves, his dream of both civil and military is close at hand, of course, you must grasp it carefully, and dare not slack off a little.

Zhang Qing brewed there for a long time, but there was no movement. Liu Jian wondered in his heart, every time he made a set of second-rate sword moves, it took so long to brew?

It's not as reliable as the finger snap magic power developed by himself, at least it has withstood the test of actual combat, and can effectively shoot and injure ordinary strong men from a long distance.

"The wind rises in Qingcheng, and the bamboo is green!"

Zhang Qing's figure suddenly moved, raising his sword and stabbing obliquely, the blade of the sword crossed an arc, his body turned, his clothes fluttered, and the blade fluctuated up and down, floating in the air.

Like a dancing figure, Liu Jian left five phantoms in his eyes, but he decomposed the movements left by Zhang Qing's sword stroke. It's not that Liu Jian's qualifications are high and his surname is amazing, but that this senior brother did it intentionally.

Zhang Qing walked over with his sword on his back, smiled and shook his head, "Okay?"

"Look at it. Liu Jian nodded and said, this is not empty words, he did remember the changes before and after this sword move.

"This is the second form of swordsmanship, the first form is a false move, and it doesn't hurt to learn it again in the end. Zhang Qing stretched out his hand and pointed to the position where he was fighting, "Go over there to practice, this is the only way this morning, and I'll go back after practicing." ”

"Yes. Liu Jian bowed his head in response, and walked to the place where Zhang Qingfang was standing empty-handed. I saw that there were holes the size of bowls on the ground, and there were sword marks on several green bamboos around him, but they were all left by Zhang Qing's sword style.

At first glance, the sword marks seem to be a traditional character for 'éĒĻ', but on closer inspection, it doesn't look like handwriting. Liu Jian actually didn't know that this set of swordsmanship was only for him to get started, and Zhang Qing was not too good at it.

If it is replaced by a sword master of the Qingcheng faction, the sword marks drawn are square and square, but if you can study a set of second-rate swordsmanship so deeply, it may be difficult for the Qingcheng faction, which has been lonely in the rivers and lakes for decades, to find one or two people.

Liu Jian studied for a while, and then he was ready to start practicing swords, and said in his heart that he would go to the blacksmith shop to buy a long sword to deal with emergencies, otherwise how could he learn swords without a sword?

No sword in his hand but a sword in his heart? Just kidding, that's a realm that novice rookies can appreciate.

This should be a taboo in the martial arts, even if Liu Jian doesn't understand, but he can understand the preciousness of the sword, so he folded a value of fine green bamboo on the side, and used it as a long sword, but the weight is a little too clear.

"You first taste the body taste, this style is sleek and wishful, and the key is on that 'point' word. ”

"Point?" Liu Jian stood there and began to carefully experience, but he didn't know what it meant, so he decided to practice the truth, began to wield the bamboo sword, and began to imitate Zhang Qing's movements just now.

Gradually, Liu Jian began to practice on his own. Turning around, stabbing the sword, letting the tip of the sword try to draw the waves, he couldn't see it himself, but his clumsy movements fell in Zhang Qing's eyes, making the senior brother smile a little happily.

remembered the expression of the master who taught him the first sword back then, and he estimated that he was not much stronger than the little junior brother, and practiced, sharpening a sword in ten years.

Zhang Qing sat on the futon by himself, placing the black and white chess pieces on the left and right, holding black in his left hand and white in his right hand......

Martial arts training can never be achieved overnight, and any prawn starts from one move and one style.

This is Liu Jian's continuous encouragement to himself, of course, like Xuzhu, Duan Yu and the like can't be compared, after all, he doesn't have such a bumpy life experience, and he doesn't have so many sisters to let him wander on the edge of ethical and moral chaos......

Although there was senior brother's guidance and action guidance, this swordsmanship also made Liu Jian suffer. The weather was not too hot, but two hours of constant waving, and the gentle bamboo branches also made him sweat and exhausted.

But in the end, there is a reward for paying, Liu Jian's sword moves now can already have two or three points, there is no other way to practice swordsmanship, hard work, and God rewards hard work.

"Okay, let's practice here today. ”

Zhang Qing looked at the junior brother who was like a dead dog with a smile, and nodded with a little satisfaction, although his qualifications are not high, but he can become a great tool if he is willing to work hard. "In addition to the sword technique, I also want to call you the palm technique, the leg technique and the light gong body method, then I will practice the basic skills of the leg method and the body method. ”

Do you still need to practice basic skills?

Liu Jian, who had just regained some strength, was weak under his feet, holding on to a green bamboo, and looked at Zhang Qing pitifully.

"Don't let me eat yet, senior brother, I'm hungry ......"

"Let, how can I not let you eat," the smile on the corner of Zhang Qing's mouth did not dissipate, and he took two steps forward and walked to Liu Jian's side, and his hands flew over Liu Jian's body a few times. Liu Jian was taken aback, because he couldn't feel the gurgling clear stream in his body, and his inner breath seemed to be quietly hidden.

"This is the Sealing Pulse Finger, which can help you cultivate your inner breath, but you can't call on half a minute of internal breath in half an hour. ”

Zhang Qing's words fell on Liu Jian's ears, and they were like the life talisman of the king of Hades, making Liu Jian's eyes dark. The so-called basic skills of the leg training method and the light body method are just to seal his internal breath and let him run back to Fengmanlou with his physical strength alone......

Five miles outside the city and two miles inside the city, a total of 3,500 meters, is actually not too tiring. But with a solid wood chessboard and a few catties of black and white on his back, Liu Jian could only start this slightly long cross-country weight-bearing exercise without tears.

After practicing for a few years, I guess I can become a triathlon.

Less than half an hour after running back to Fengmanlou, Zhang Qing went to the city to taste the food, sent him to the alley and left.

There should be no one in the side courtyard at this time, and Duan An and Wang Hao should be messing around in the front building. Exhausted, Liu Jian closed the courtyard door, stood by the water tank, took off his essence, and took a cold shower comfortably. I went into the house to change my clothes, and just about to go out to find some food and come back for a nap, but I was startled by the sudden appearance of a small mosquito.

"When did you come!"

"Before you took a shower, I saw that you had been busy coming in over the wall, so I didn't make a noise. The little mosquito smiled, "Brother Chun is really majestic and powerful, with strong capital, and he is really a model for my generation." ”

"I've won awards," Liu Jian smiled understandingly, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone else in the courtyard?"

"No, I'm alone," the little mosquito gritted his teeth, the little ones who betrayed their sisters were not good, and the comrades who betrayed the organization had no good end. "Mother Wang said in the morning that she was looking for you, you haven't seen anyone until now, go over and have a look. ”

"Is there really no one?" Liu Jian took a square scarf in his hand, and simply bunched his long hair, and at this time, the internal force was unsealed, and the clear stream slowly relieved his physical and mental exhaustion. "It's a good thing or a bad thing this time. ”

"It should be a good thing," the little mosquito nodded, and followed Liu Jian out of the house, and the two walked to the location of Piaoxiang Building without looking back.

It's just that the little mosquito made a few gestures behind him when he was discharged from the hospital, but Liu Jian couldn't see it.

When the figures of the two of them walked away, the door of a vacant wing room opened, and seven or eight little girls ran out with red faces, they were also sent here to wait, but they had just entered the house to play, and they had been hiding and did not come out again.

Since then, 'Brother Chun' has become a perfect and impeccable dream lover in the minds of the girls in Fengmanlou......