Chapter 1 Chenjiazhuang
The night is deep, and the crescent moon is like a hook. The light and cold moonlight, the clouds and mist raised some light mist, hazy like a veil in the mountains and forests. Cordyceps Sisuo, singing a lonely song in the quiet mountains, there is silence all around, and this monotonous insect chirping reverberates in the forest, becoming more and more eeriely quiet.
The lights in the distance are particularly dazzling in the darkness. That's where Chenjiazhuang is located.
Chenjiazhuang, the largest village in the south of the Yangtze River, is located in this mountain forest. Outside the village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and one side is an outlet. The small spring waterfall in the mountain is regarded as the winding water around the village, and the surrounding scenery is unique, and the green water is full of green. It's really a good place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Since Chen Feiyang and Chen Zhuang established a village here more than 200 years ago, after several generations, Chenjiazhuang has proudly stood as the largest village in the south of the Yangtze River.
Chenjiazhuang, Flying Sword Pavilion.
The Flying Sword Pavilion is a place where the direct children of Chenjiazhuang practice swords. Since the first generation of the owner of the village was established, Chenjiazhuang has multiplied for several generations and has a population of hundreds. After expansion, the village is divided into two courts. The inner court is directly inhabited, and the outer court is inhabited by disciples or relatives. The Flying Sword Pavilion is on a natural stone platform in the corner of the inner courtyard. The length and width of the stone platform is more than ten zhang, the first generation of the owner, look at its terrain is flat, so plant the longevity pine in the four corners, and build this flying sword pavilion in a corner of the pine.
"Silent girl, it's better for you. You don't know what to do, but you're starving me. My father is so ruthless, he locked me up in this Flying Sword Pavilion, and I was about to go crazy with hunger if I didn't give me food or drink. ”
Tingjiao, a teenager, is gobbling up. On the stone steps beside him, a white sword shimmered in the moonlight. On the other side, there is a pretty girl, who is witnessing the teenager exaggeratedly.
"Silently, this lettuce fried meat is good. And this stir-fried meat with green peppers. You did it, and your skills have improved lately. ”
"Young master, eat slowly, there are many meals, don't choke"
"Oh~oh~" A voice rumbled from the boy's throat. The girl hurriedly handed over the water, the young man hurriedly grabbed the kettle, looked up and drank it for a while, took a long breath, and scolded with a smile: "Silent, you dead girl." You're really right. But the food you made was delicious. ”
When the girl heard this, she was overjoyed, and said softly: "As long as the young master likes to eat, I will make it for the young master every day in the future." ”
After eating, the young man sat on the stone steps, looked at the sky and began to be stunned. There are actually some vicissitudes on the immature face. The night in the sky was like ink, a cold moon, and occasional dark clouds drifted by, gradually blocking the cold moonlight.
"Silently, do you think I can learn the Qingshuang Sword Technique?" Without waiting for him to speak silently, the young man continued: "I heard my father say that the Chen family's Qingshuang Sword Technique, except for the first generation of the owner and the third generation of uncles who can practice all nine hundred and eighty-one styles, the others cannot practice the whole set, especially the last one, the 'Sword Dance Nine Days', which is the most difficult. Daddy said that no one has practiced it for more than ten years. ”
"Young master, don't worry, I've heard people say that our Chenjiazhuang's frost swordsmanship is famous all over the world. Although he didn't practice completely, he still walked alone in martial arts. You see, isn't the old man now respectfully called the 'Southern Sword'? As long as the young master practices hard, he will definitely be able to get ahead." The silent and immature face was full of pride, as if these honors also belonged to her. Said confidently to the teenager.
"Hey, keep practicing. The young man reluctantly grabbed the sword, got up and walked to the center of the stone platform, starting from the starting hand, while experiencing the sword moves while dancing, although occasionally messy, but gradually there was some coherence, when the dance was fast, a white light, it turned out to be the reason for the refraction of the moonlight.
The girl cleaned up the scraps and quietly retreated. In the faint moonlight, a figure danced faster. The girl watched silently in a corner for a long time, and then left.
Dust is looking in all directions, thousands of cranes are flying into the sky, Xingluo Xuan'an Sword, and Gu Baiming Soul Pavilion. Since the establishment of Chenjiazhuang, it has been the fourteenth generation. This sword-dancing boy is the fourteenth generation of Anzi, the third in line, named Chen Anzhi. On it, there are two older brothers, four cousins, and seven cousins. Under him, there are three cousins and five cousins. Chenjiazhuang is the largest village in the south of the Yangtze River, the village is divided into ten elders, the inner court directly accounts for six, the outer court disciples and relatives account for four, all of them are strong in martial arts, famous in the rivers and lakes. There are three elders in the inner court, and Chen Anzhi is the youngest son of the third elder Chen Xuanfei.
This girl was a few years ago when the three elders went out to run errands, they passed by a place, and saw a little beggar who was bullied and very pitiful, so she took her back to the clan, and put her next to Chen Anzhi's mother to make a portable maid, and named her Dongyuan. When the little girl first came, she didn't talk much, no matter how Chen Anzhi teased, she didn't laugh, so she asked her to be silent in private. Since then, this silent nickname has been called by Chen Anzhi.
The Chen family is solemn and martial, and it is precisely by virtue of the idea of emphasizing martial arts that it can win the first place in the south of the Yangtze River in this powerful place in the south of the Yangtze River. At the age of three or four, the juniors in the clan were sent to the unified ancestral shrine for strict training and taught swordsmanship. When you reach the age of 14, you have a coming-of-age ceremony. Accept the test of the elders, but also compete with the peers. Only those with good qualifications and passing the test can continue to practice the Clear Frost Sword Technique, and those who do not pass the test will be sent to various places to learn to be in charge of business in various places, and from then on they will never have the way to learn the Clear Frost Sword Technique.
The Qingshuang sword technique is divided into three layers: high, medium and low, with twenty-seven styles on each layer. The initial twenty-seven styles are not difficult, and the moves are not complicated, so all the children in the village can learn them, and when they practice well, they are enough to defend themselves. After the twenty-seven styles, you will enter another class, and the more you practice, the more difficult it becomes. When practicing the last style of "Sword Dance for Nine Days", it is said that it can split a mountain with a sword, which shows its great power. Because of this, since the opening of the village, there are very few practitioners.
Chen Anzhi is ten years old this year, and he will participate in the intra-clan competition in four years. Success or failure is here, and Elder Chen Xuanfei doesn't want his son to be eliminated. However, Chen Anzhi's talent is not very outstanding, from the basic skills to the practice of the Clear Frost Sword Technique for nearly six years, several brothers have been able to practice to the point of Clear Frost Sword Mist, but Chen Anzhi can only finish the twenty-seven style dance, and the Sword Mist can't be practiced.
On the way of the sword, the master led the door and practiced to see himself. Some people are born with a very high level of understanding and advance very quickly, some people are not as talented as others, and perseverance eventually becomes great, and there are also people who are outstanding in genius and are the last to stand out from the crowd. Genius is important, but perseverance is also an indispensable condition for success. Every generation of otherworldly people is a person of tenacity of mind.
Chen Anzhi was locked up in the Flying Sword Pavilion to practice swords, his heart was not distracted, he pointed directly at the sword heart, and gradually gained some understanding. The only thing I can't stand is that the food doesn't come in time. At the age of ten, it was the time to grow his body, An Zhi practiced swords all day long, and his physical energy consumption was extremely great, so he had to sponsor a small meal in private.
Chenjiazhuang, a family tradition of frost swordsmanship, famous in the rivers and lakes. Qingshuang Sword Technique, as the name suggests, is a sword technique that can cultivate Sword Frost. It is divided into three levels: sword qi, sword frost, and sword mist, corresponding to the three levels of moves, high, medium and low.
The first twenty-seven styles, the moves are simple and practical, each style is out, and the tip of the sword seems to have a light mist overflowing. When the practice reaches the depths, the sword body is forced by the internal force of the sword person, and it becomes pale and bright, and sword mist floats out all around. The sword mist is light, and the sword body is light and white, which can disturb the enemy's vision and paralyze the enemy. Those who can practice sword mist can be considered to have a certain talent and acceptable strength;
In the twenty-seven styles, the moves are complex and weird, flickering east and west, left and right, ethereal and uncertain. On the thirty-first move "Sword Qi from the East", the right hand holds the sword in the hand, the step is a small step, the wrist force shakes the sword, the left and right spirit pendulum borrows the force, the front stretches forward, the back sinks and falls the elbow, turns around and stabs, and the agility is not enough, driving the sword mist to rush to the face, and when facing it, it is like falling into the ice cellar. If the internal force is high, the sharp sword mist can condense in the air. In the twenty-seven styles, the style is mysterious, the higher it goes, the more fierce it is, and the strong can condense into sword frost;
After the twenty-seven styles, the sword moves are obscure, and each swing requires strong internal force to show the power of the sword moves. The same move "sword qi comes from the east", the master practiced, can swing the sword qi, and the highest realm can be sword splitting Huashan.
Clear frost swordsmanship, sharp and unparalleled. During the two hundred years that the children of Zhuang Nei practiced this swordsmanship, the masters came out and made a great reputation in the rivers and lakes.
The rivers and lakes have their own rivers and lakes, and strength is better than everything. Chenjiazhuang has strong strength, several generations of operation, and naturally opened up a lot of industries. The industrial circles all over the country have also harvested countless gold and silver for Chenjiazhuang. It is easy to do things with money, and the massive amount of money naturally ensures the use of the Chen family's children's practice weapons and marrow washing pills.
There is a way to use the rivers and lakes to make money, and the development of the industry naturally involves a lot of entanglements of interests. can't eat a fat man in one bite, and the interests of Chenjiazhuang are entangled with the power of many other regions. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there is money, there are people with red eyes. Behind the calmness, there are always countless eyes staring at this piece of fat.