Xu Fengnian was too lazy to stare at Jiang Ni, and hung her on the ground, and went to the house to open her luggage. Except for a huge night pearl and a few sharp Liaowei in Kanto, the rest of the books were thrown on the table and piled up into mountains. Looking around, it was the "Whale Killing Sword" of the Forbidden Mountain Villa, the copy of the "Vajra Demon Subduing Fist" of the two Zen Temples, the "Guanyin Inspiration Finger" of the largest nunnery in the South China Sea, various kinds of things, and more than fifty martial arts secrets, and they have one thing in common, they are all the best tricks of each sect and sect, and they may be far from the top realm, but Xu Fengnian wants to learn it well.

One of them is a feat. He moved from Tingchao Pavilion. He didn't want to learn all these dozens of martial arts, but just tried to learn from others' strengths. He chose one or two of them from each secret book. It is best to apply it to sword techniques. If you take a step back, you will run away if you see a pig running on the water. In the future, you don't have to make a fuss about it. Just like playing chess and chess, these books are some routines. If your opponent takes a single son, you will know the direction of the next three and ten hands. You can let your magical powers change. I can kill it with one sword early.

Xu Fengnian picked up a secret book and turned a few pages, put the book and carried the knife, and prepared to go to Baixiang Pool to practice another 600 chopping and 600 scooping knife. When he went out, he found that Jiang Ni had not yet gone down the mountain. He sat on a green bamboo chair, and wiped the soil from his face with his sleeves. His movements were delicate. I guess every pulling was used to exert strength. How could there be a woman in the world who didn't love beauty?

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "Little Clay Man, the moon is about to be dark and the wind is high. I dare not go down the mountain alone? I am a good person. I will call you a handsome little Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth to go down the mountain together?"

Jiang Ni sneered: "Dazhuguo asked me to live in Wudang Mountain. I heard that someone had already performed the ceremony of the crown, which was really funny."

Xu Fengnian was overwhelmed and ignored the sarcasm of the rootless grass, and just frowned and said, "Have Xu Xiao taken the wrong medicine?"

Jiang Niban stood silent with her face, stretched out her two little fingers as thin as spring onions, and slowly combed the dust stained on the three thousand black hairs.

Xu Fengnian went to the forest to pick some herbs, threw them in front of the house, and said, "You live here, I'll go somewhere else."

Jiang Ni was indifferent, as if the Ni Bodhisattva was still moving, and she still tilted her head and didn't look at His Royal Highness, carefully cleaning up the battlefield. She would not touch the large pile of herbs. Xu Fengnian took the Night Pearl and the Hare's hard pen and came to the Xuanxian Peak Cave. He dug a hole in the stone wall and inlaid the Night Pearl. Suddenly, the lights were bright, and Xu Fengnian, whose blood oozed out of the cloth strips in his hands, continued to wave his knife, but he didn't dare to take the waterfall to easily. In the late night, he was exhausted, sat under the root of the stone wall farthest from the waterfall, sleeping cross-legged, and his hands were not left. In the early morning, he woke up on time. Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and saw Hong Xixiang squatting in front of the waterfall, holding water to wash his face. Xu Fengnian

Nian was always invisible to this guy. He stood up and practiced sting in the open space. When he was practicing swords in his old-fashioned sword, the guy who had been riding cows on the mountain for more than ten years studied the priceless heavy thorn jade in front of the stone wall. The round beads were in the bright spot, and the whole body was green and crystal clear. When it came to dark, it was as clear as the full moon. The one in front of Hong Xixiang was not good at being great, but the colorful clouds were outstanding. To say that the largest night pearl in the world was still in the palace, four 28 beauties were surrounded by their hands and placed in Princess Sui Zhu’s study. The reason why the daughter of His Majesty the emperor’s most mentality was called Princess Sui Zhu was because when she was born, the Sui Kingdom paid tribute to this huge night pearl dug at the foot of Mount Tai.

Xu Fengnian seemed to have the opportunity to own two "Sui Zhu", as long as he was willing to enter Beijing and be the son-in-law.

Xu Fengnian didn't have the chance to know that he could not make such low-level mistakes in the Prince's Mansion of Beiliang, because the maids in Wutongyuan were gentler than the other. But the hot mouth and hot hands on the roasted sweet potato board were sure that the prince could be more sure than anyone else.

The moisture in the cave was heavy, and Xu Fengnian was sweating again. The interweaving was very harmful to his body. Xu Fengnian did not dare to be too late. He carried the embroidered winter knife on his shoulder and took the famous Liaotail of Kanto. This is the best texture of purple rabbit hard hair. The rabbit hair is hard hair, and the north is stronger. The Guandong purple rabbit is the most deserving of the first hard hair. This kind of pen is most suitable for writing vigorous and square characters. The tip of the pen is as sharp as a cone, as a sharp as a knife, and the pen sharpener is the real sword in the pen. Xu Fengnian

Since I was a child, Li Yishan asked me to only use hard hair. The soft and unblack sheep hair must not be touched. The soft and boneless words have always been despised by the best scholars in the royal palace. However, Xu Fengnian knew that sooner or later, he would have to pick up the soft hair at that time. Although Xu Fengnian was scolded as a fool of himself, he had to buy poetry, lyrics, music and essays like a poor scholar, who had paid a lot of money to buy poetry, lyrics, music and essays, calligraphy, painting, tea and wine, but he might not be proficient in everything.

Practicing a knife is a big deal, and practicing calligraphy is a small job, especially practicing calligraphy after practicing knife is particularly difficult.

Xu Fengnian used the Kanto Liaowei dipped in water to write the mantra of "The Sword of Whale Killing" on the bluestone. The words are born from the heart, and the running script on the ground seems murderous.

Hong Xixiang squatted aside to observe and said in amazement: "Good characters are a hundred times stronger than the worms of the elder brother. When he contacted his junior brother who went down the mountain or someone outside the mountain, he had to ask me to write for him."

Xu Fengnian took this guy's praise as the wind in his ears, biting the pen of Liaowei, Guandong. He worked hard before going up the mountain, but it was not so difficult that he stripped off all the calluses he had sharpened after three years of travel. Now his hands are full of blood every day, and when he is not practicing the knife, Xu Fengnian put Xiu Dong on his shoulders and swayed it. He looked quite poetic and picturesque. Xu Fengnian had a murderous heart in his heart.

Walking towards the hut, where did the herbs be thrown yesterday, and where was it today. Xu Fengnian smiled and pushed the door open. At first glance, he didn't see Jiang Ni sleeping on the bed. He was going to see the scenery of the glazed world? After seeing again, he had already traveled through the Three Kingdoms and turned into Liu Bei's post bar to clean up the refreshing little clay man facing the wall and sat down. She didn't touch the bed. Xu Fengnian understood very much that he despised the place where he had slept was too dirty. The reason why he did not sleep against the wall was obviously because his delicate back carrying his luggage up the mountain was already unable to touch.

Xu Fengnian opened her mouth and spitted the rabbit pen on the table, kicked the cage of the Beiliang Prince's Mansion with her feet. She was pitiful to the princess who had fallen from the most noble imperial city in the world to the prison of Beiliang Prince's Mansion. She was probably exhausted and had no reaction. She murmured a few words while sleeping. Xu Fengnian didn't go and heard it, and he knew it was scolding him. Xu Fengnian stared at her for a while. She was a beauty. Although she was not as good as a white fox now, she was not much inferior to the sweet potato and blue bird. She would definitely be more attractive in the future. Xu Fengnian felt that she was sitting on the ground yesterday and fell muddy.

Jiang Ni's body tilted in her sleep and almost fell to the ground. Xu Fengnian's shoulders shook, Xiu Dong fell down, and gently supported her body with a scabbard, slowly turning it straight, so that she no longer disturbed her. When she went out, she saw the guy riding a cow, and she had already started cooking porridge with a tactful jar of pickled vegetarian dishes in the house. During this period, unless the uncle of the master was too busy with the explanation of the small seal bamboo slips or precious lonely books, she would usually cook for His Royal Highness the Prince, working hard and enjoying it.

While cooking porridge, Hong Xixiang looked at the heat, dipped her fingers and saliva to read a book called "The Book of Winter Recommendations" and "The Book of the Winter Sutra".

Xu Fengnian really couldn't think of how this timid guy would be the Xuanwu Zhongxing person who was shouldered by the martial arts heaven.

He left two bowls of rice porridge for Jiang Ni, and put them on the table in the house. Xu Fengnian carried a knife to the top of Xuanxian Peak. The book "Jiazi Jian Ji Lu" was about sword practice, but occasionally there was some summary of the vast martial arts, and he vigorously promoted the behavior of climbing up to see the stars and watching the sea, which was useless and beneficial to swordsmanship, but was helpful to swordsmanship. After watching for a long time, Xu Fengnian could not see the mystery of being able to connect with swordsmanship. The guy riding a cow stayed aside without saying a word, watching with relish. Xu Fengnian, who was unbalanced in his heart, asked, "You have been reading for more than twenty years, aren't you tired of it?" The young master uncle smiled and said that there were different scenery every day, so how could you get bored.

Xu Fengnian said curiously: "Can you know martial arts?"

Hong Xixiang said sincerely: "I don't know."

Xu Fengnian kicked over, and the uncle Master who was squatting on the ground shook his body from side to side, but he didn't fall down until his original posture was not bad at all.

Xu Fengnian exclaimed in surprise and asked, "Is this?"

In the past twenty years, I have never read a secret book on the mountain and touched a martial arts uncle. I scratched the shoulder that was kicked by Xu Fengnian and said innocently: "There is a big bell in Xuanwu Palace. If someone rings the bell, I will see how it stops."

Xu Fengnian asked in detail: "You can see how you can see?"

The bull riding man shook his head and said, "There is no trick."

Xu Fengnian felt a little frustrated and said, "If you want to use a knife to cut the waterfall, can you cut it off?"

Uncle Master, who was asked, shook his head and said, "Of course not."

Xu Fengnian finally felt better.

But the guy squatting on the ground immediately added: "It's not easy to cut, but it probably won't take off the sword."

Xu Fengnian was full of suspicion and ordered: "Then you go find a sword and try it out. If you can't do it, just wait to feed the fish."

Hong Xixiang looked embarrassed and said, "Why would the prince borrow the knife on his shoulder?"

Xu Fengnian raised his foot and was about to kick him, but the uncle of the cattle riding master had already run away.

Xu Fengnian went down the peak and waited for about an hour before waiting for Hong Xixiang, who was sweating profusely. He really carried a peach wood seven-star sword in his hand. His gestures were inappropriate. Xu Fengnian's eyes signaled him to stab a sword. Hong Xixiang, who was facing a great enemy, took a few deep breaths, and then went to the execution ground to walk to the waterfall, raised his arm and waved his sword, and let a light sword.

A mysterious half-arc that tilted downwards was like an antelope hanging its horns. It cut through the amazingly thunderous waterfall.

Retracting the peach wood sword, Hong Xixiang turned around and looked at Xu Fengnian, without any smug expression, as if it was a natural thing.

Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "I understand, this is your way of heaven."

Hong Xixiang, who just thought it was a trivial matter of eating, drinking, defecation, urinating, and sleeping, jogging at His Royal Highness in a flattering and suspicious manner, "Tell me, how can you tell me? Senior Brother Chen said that I am in the mountains and I don't know the mountains, and I will never be able to realize the truth in this life."

Xu Fengnian said treacherously: "As long as you go down the mountain and stand far away, won't you see the mountain clearly?"

Hong Xixiang sighed and pinched her fingers for a while to deduce, and said helplessly: "I know, it's not appropriate to go down the mountain today."

Xu Fengnian wished he could kick the coward who was hiding from the turtle's shell and not protruding his head to death.

The greatest ability is that Jiang Ni and Xu Fengnian, who are stuck in the hut, lived in the thatched hut, from the snow in winter to the blooming of flowers in spring, His Royal Highness was as tired as a wrecked dog every day, she fell into ease and never did the service work that a slave should do. She wandered around Wudang Mountain every day, with eighty-one peaks facing the top, and half of the mountain palaces and caves were walked by her little feet in her shoes, and she also asked for some seeds from the nearest Ziyang Temple, planted fruits and vegetables outside the green bamboo fence, and she tortured a small vegetable garden that made her own world. Xu Fengnian looked at her for a few more times, and she was warned by her, like a little white wild cat with a tail stepped on.

In addition to practicing swords and calligraphy, Xu Fengnian kept moving books from Tingchao Pavilion to the mountain.

Book after book, bag after bag.

It's like moving a mountain.
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