Xu Fengnian really picked up the most despicable martial arts in the past, but he learned swords before learning swords.

Of course I learned from the white-haired Lao Kui.

Lao Kui was going to leave the royal palace to explore the world, but he had already been yelling. He would have known the top ten masters who were squatting in the pit but didn't poop much. After the next nine were beaten, he would go to fight with the old monster Wang.

Lao Kui disliked this old man the most. The number one in the world is the number one, and the second one is pretending to be second. The pretentiousness of a thief! It's hateful! Lao Kui, who was gnawing on the leg of lamb, heard that Xu Fengnian was going to learn knife from him, laughed wildly and sprayed the mutton minced meat all over the floor. Seeing that the good prince was holding the prince, there was no joke, Lao Kui threw away the leg of lamb, and his big hand covered with oil stains touched the scarlet giant knife that asked the master to hook into the pipa bone when he was young and middle-aged. He asked a question: "Why should grandpa teach you?"

Xu Fengnian replied: "I asked Xu Xiao to invite Wei Beishan, who used the saber to Beiliang to fight with you. From now on, one will be the same every year until I learn to be a knife."

Lao Kui praised a lot of work, looked up at Xu Fengnian, and asked with a strange expression: "Boy, tell grandpa why he wants to learn swords. 300,000 cavalry in Beiliang is not enough for you, a kid, to show off your power?"

Xu Fengnian pulled Xiu Dong out, flicked his fingers, and grinned, "Those swords and guns are still from others, and I have to find something for myself."

Lao Kui curled his lips and refused to comment. He just asked Xu Fengnian to lift Xiu Dong with one arm and stood for half an hour first. The blade could not be slanted. Otherwise, even if the old monster Wang was invited, the cheap apprentice would not accept it. As a result, Xu Fengnian fainted on the spot after persisting for an hour. Xiu Dong's knife never tilted. To be precise, it didn't even tremble.

Lao Kui stared blankly at the prince who was lying on the ground, walked over and pinched the boy's stiff right arm, and said that he had found the treasure.

Next, Lao Kui did not teach Xu Fengnian how profound and mysterious moves, but just asked him to repeat four boring movements, straight, tilted, vertical, and back. He stabbed three thousand, thrust three thousand, thrust four thousand, thrust four thousand, thrust four thousand.

Lao Kui thought that this young master who was used to eating Zhong Mingding would at least ask a few reasons, but Xu Fengnian did not. He just went to a secluded courtyard to practice swords every day at dawn, and staggered away late at night every day, Xiu Dong never left for a moment. This made Lao Kui very depressed, and at the same time he became curious. Xu Fengnian showed not only his will, but also his solid skill in holding swords. Could it be that the prince had been carefully trained by military generals before? He learned the military swordsman.

Doing self-defense? During this period, it was deliberately made difficult for Xu Fengnian to practice boring knife holding. Half of it was to let the kid retreat. There was no shortcut for Zhongnan in the world to take the sword technique, and the other half was to be sincere. If you first hold the knife, you can't even hold the knife. Then you are not using the knife, but dragged by the knife. Even if you get a pile of peerless knife scores, you will only play some fancy tricks that seem to be fancy. Once you face the enemy, you will have a dead end.

The first day of practicing knife is exactly the Great Heat.

After the Great Heat, the Beginning of Autumn is the beginning of Autumn.

Xu Fengnian always practices swords with bare shirt and her smooth skin that she finally nourished with fine clothes and food was burned into bronze and became stronger and stronger. If some scars were added, it would be no different from the strong soldiers in the army.

But the knife skills are far from being in the flow.

The white dew falls after the cold dew of the autumnal equinox.

The plunder of four thousand turned into plunder of six thousand.

Xu Fengnian finally asked the first question: "The sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers, and it is a big deal. It is said that even though thousands of troops are going, I will go there, but this time I am plundering is the method of collecting swords. Why do you have to practice more?"

Lao Kui smiled and said, "There are too many swordsmen in the world who are not afraid of death, but swordsmen who are not afraid of death are the easiest to die. The most powerful swordsman in the world cannot escape the word "scatter". No one can get the best swordsman's life for anyone. Grandpa's great principles are all thought of on the way back after wandering around outside the Hall of Hell. Learn some."

There are mountains of sword techniques and swords in the arsenal, but since the first day of practicing swords, Xu Fengnian has not set foot on Tingchao Pavilion, which is regarded as a holy place for martial arts by martial artists in the martial arts world.

Lao Kui was very pleased with this.

In the sword technique, it is not as important as the way of heaven practiced by the uncle of the child in Wudang Mountain. The most important thing is to wear away the stone. As for how to complement each other and choose the mind method, both inside and outside, Lao Kui is not worried about this. Some people slaughter Xu Xiao is a wrong way. The problem is that the prince, who is dressed in a rich and elegant manner, can last for that day?

After the beginning of winter, until the Great Cold, even if the lake surface freezes, Xu Fengnian was taken to the bottom of the lake to practice swords by Lao Kui, and his rest time became longer and longer. The knife skills were still not in the hall, but they developed water first.

Recently, a few bands of You Gu appeared outside the city, and they were clamoring for chaos under the eyes of the great Dazhu Kingdom. This was a rumor in the city that several bandits who were seeking death were not stomped by the iron cavalry of Beiliang, but were slaughtered by a swordsman with a hideous mask. After slapping the tables, the idle spectators in the city always said, "It's a pity that the prince, who has been silent for half a year, was not able to see it, otherwise they would have to be rewarded with great rewards. As for the powerful and powerful people in the city, they were all confused. Not to mention who the sneaky swordsman is? Where did those bandits come from? Under the rule of the Dazhu Kingdom, they cannot be said to be the way to sing and dancing to peace, but if they say that the Northern Barbarians flee into Beiliang, the memoirs of the Jianghu are like waves, and they will not believe it if they are beaten to death.

On the 28th day of the lunar calendar, Xu Fengnian followed the Dazhu Kingdom to Jiuhua Mountain, the temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. This time, he will ring the bell after performing the crown ceremony.

He took off his armor and climbed the mountain, stayed at the Thousand Buddha Pavilion on the top of the mountain at night. Xu Fengnian took the time to look through the letter sent by the real person from Longhu Mountain under the lamp. It was very thick. Xu Fengnian smiled knowingly and saw that Huang Man'er saw the hawthorns all over the mountains, so he took them back to his master's practice residence with handfuls. As a result, the courtyard was full of the yard. Fortunately, the respected real person on the mountain did not dare to scold him. He only dared to explain that the hawthorns were picked and stored soon after they were stored. It would be best to wait for the year when he went down the mountain to pick them. As a result, Huang Man'er almost demolished the house.

Xu Xiao did not fall asleep, walked into the room, glanced at the embroidered winter knife placed on the table under the lamp, holding another letter from home in his hand, but it was sent back by the second daughter Xu Weixiong. Dazhuguo said with a bitter face: "Your second sister wrote a letter and scolded me."

Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "It's because I'm learning martial arts and practicing swords?"

Xu Xiao sat down and sighed, "If you continue practicing, maybe she will run back from Shangyin Academy to scold me in person."

Xu Fengnian didn't go to read the letter, but just gloated and said, "What did she say?"

Xu Xiao narrowed his eyes and said, "She asked me to ask you, what if you use a knife first?"

Xu Fengnian thought about it and said, "You just reply and say that you can strengthen your body, but you can't be hollowed out by beauty."

Xu Xiaowei said: "Is this reason a little bit ridiculous?"

Xu Fengnian said confidently: "You have to use this method to deal with your second sister. Otherwise, you can tell her the truth and make it more reasonable?"

Xu Xiao gave a thumbs up and flattered: "This knife is not learned in vain!"

Early in the morning of the twenty-ninth.

The mountains are filled with fog.

Xu Fengnian put his hands on the hilt of the embroidered winter knife and stopped to look away.

After the beginning of winter, the bandits were all "wooden stakes" arranged by his father Xu Xiao. Xu Xiao had no hint, but Xu Fengnian naturally guessed that it was mostly deadly criminals who violated the ban in the Northern Liang army. Xu Xiao was extremely strict in the military administration and had clear rewards and punishments. Even when his adopted son Chen Zhibao broke the law, he was whipped into a bloody man. If not, there would be no rumor in the clear stream of the capital that Beiliang only recognized the Liang Wanghu Fu and did not recognize the Emperor's Jade Seal.

These military prisoners who temporarily acted as robbers and bandits have never inherited orthodox martial arts, but they all have all their skills by fighting on the battlefield by desperately rolling around. They are very powerful and cruel. They have the unique fierceness of the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry. They are most suitable for Xu Fengnian to practice straightforward killing skills. Lao Kui watched Xu Fengnian kill three groups with his own eyes, and then he no longer paid attention. He just gave the address and asked Xu Fengnian to go alone. After the first group, Xu Fengnian was in the body.

Six swords, five light and one heavy, the one in the back was not fatal. He lay in a pool of blood, but the knife was still unavailable, and finally he was carried back to the palace by Lao Kui. After that, the group of Xu Fengnian fought with injuries, and Lao Kui would never give him a chance to be lazy and complain. If it were the masters raised by other royal palaces, he would never dare to be so bad that the crown prince, who was comparable to the royal relatives. He fought with bandits and practiced the sword, and the difficulties were not worthy of being told by outsiders.

Xu Fengnian closed her eyes and slowed down her breathing.

I wonder if you can get into the internal family? No matter how domineering the sword technique of the outer school, when you meet a real master who practices both inside and outside, you will be like a child playing and can only make you laugh. However, this internal family cultivation pays more attention to step by step, and the meridians in the body are polished and penetrated like a march and formation. Like the Wudang, which is known as half of the internal strength of the world, especially some Taoist priests with talented roots and bones and leading masters, you have to practice in the mountains one day, striving to achieve the great resonance with the biochemical process of the heavenly being

The realm of Tao. Internal strength is not food. It can be filled with it if it is stuffed into the stomach. Where can Xu Fengnian go to give out more precious internal strength of more than ten or twenty years of water-mixing work out of thin air? Why don’t you go to Tingchao Pavilion to find some ways to go on evil paths? Xu Fengnian frowned and opened his eyes. The sea of ​​clouds and the pine waves in his ears were refreshed and happy. He remembered the old owner of the embroidered winter sword for no reason. I wonder when the white fox’s face would climb to the third floor? This beauty should have despised the embroidered winter sword for the wrong person?

That heavy snow that year, the white fox's face was really a powerful sword.

Xu Fengnian knew the difference between clouds and muds, but was not discouraged. An old man who lacked front teeth but always smiled silly once said that eating and farting is quite comfortable, but farting needs to be put one by one, take it slowly, and it is more comfortable.

He is now practicing swordsmanship, which is the stupidest way.

It's time to ring the morning bell.

Due to the sword practice, Xu Fengnian rang the bell loudly.

A total of 108 bells rang in one day.

Qi Dangguo, who was carrying the worm in the Northern Liang army, had a strange look on his face. Yao Jian and Ye Xizhen smiled at each other, and were surprised. Fatball Chu Lushan almost glared out his eyes. As for the villain, Chen Zhibao and Zuoxiong Yuan Zuozong were both patrolling the border and did not show up.

The group walked down Jiuhua Mountain, and Dazhuguo, who was standing side by side with Xu Fengnian, said slowly: "If you really want to practice martial arts, the masters in the mansion will know some of the other side, it depends on whether you are willing to put down your airs."

Xu Fengnian laughed in silence and said, "What kind of air can I have to hold on?"

Dazhuguo looked at Wudang Mountain from afar and narrowed his eyes and said, "That's good."
Chapter completed!