"If you want to listen to the next story, you have to practice the Yinji True God Sword Art before you can listen." Yue Xianxian interrupted, knowing that Wu Changkong had already fallen into this story and could not extricate himself.

The eyes of Yue Xianxian and Ning Yanye met. "I'm tired too. Let's tell the story next time!"

"No! I want to hear it now."

"You can listen if you want. Then you go and practice these sword techniques, and I will naturally continue to talk." Ning Yiye said.

Wu Changkong knew that this was their plan, and he didn't want to hear it at first. Someone must have come to the rescue just like in the novels in the books, but then he thought about it, it must be different! Otherwise, why don't they quibble now! They don't speak! Think about it. Said: "Okay, I'll go practice."

It was already midnight, but Kunlun looked like daytime. Thousands of stars in the sky, like canopies and brocade clothes, rendered the dark green sky beautiful.

Wu Changkong got up and opened the door without feeling sleepy, but he didn't feel cold either. He looked at the white land, looking at the colorful jade trees and the red jade that set off the Juqi tree. The red, white, green and other colors were intertwined, like In the fairyland.

I never imagined that I would come to Kunlun. This majestic tower stands in the northwest land and has many myths and legends written by literati. For example, it is said in the Northern Classic of Mountains and Seas in the Sea of ​​Mountains and Seas that the Queen Mother of the West has a ladder and a hoopoe, and there are three blue birds in the south, which is the Queen Mother of the West. Feeding. In Kunlun Xubei.

I think of the words of Uncle Lu Guangyuan today: to cultivate one's self, one must start with the three major inertias: desire, emotion, and temperament, and correct them bit by bit.

Wu Changkong went straight back to the room, took out the sword and went outside to practice. He said to himself: "Click the sword, relax your wrist, then bend your wrist and lift it up, put your force on the tip of the sword, and let the Qi pass from the waist, shoulder, to the wrist, gently and easily Use your wrists to build up strength, slightly bend your elbows and lift them up, but your shoulders must be lowered."

When stabbing the sword, the sword tip should be thrust in the same direction, and the opponent should be pointed straight at the opponent. The arm is not bent but stretched, and the hand and the sword are in a straight line. The point of force must be that the spine of the sword corresponds to the tip of the sword in a straight line. The strength of the waist and shoulders must penetrate On the arm, use the strength of the waist to bend the elbow and the angle of the arm from large to small, and then stab the target with the tip of the sword.

Practice these twenty-four key points of sword movement over and over again. From point, stab, chop, tease, wipe, hang, belt, pattern, hold, frame, cut, draw, penetrate, catch, hold, hug, sweep, and chop. , block, cut, turn, dance, cloud, fly.

A woman's voice came from behind, "It's useless for you to practice like this, it's just a death sword. Rely on sword techniques and sword moves!"

Wu Changkong was sweating profusely. When he turned around, he saw that it was Lu Ziran, the daughter of Lu Guangyuan, and thought to himself: "Uncle Lu, a genius in both civil and military affairs, why did he give this girl such a name, Lu Ziran?"

Although he was thinking about it in his mind, Lu Ziran heard his voice. He did not retort, but said: "Natural is my Taoist name, Ziran Daoju. My name is Lu Yulin, and the word is pronounced slowly."

Wu Changkong originally thought that she would retort like Yue Xianxian and hold on to his pigtails, or call him stupid.

"Yulin Ling is the miserable Yulin."

"Yes!" Lu Yulin looked at him.

"I also like the poems of Liu Yong and Liu Sanbian of the Song Dynasty. Everyone knew his poems at that time! My favorite is that part. Passionate since ancient times, it hurts to leave, and it is so desolate that the Qingqiu Festival can't be ignored. Where can I wake up tonight? Yangliu Bank The dawn wind is waning and the moon is waning. After so many years, it should be a good time and a good scene. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell me." Wu Changkong recited a paragraph proudly.

"But I like the first part, the chilly cicadas are so sad, facing the long pavilion at night, the rain has just stopped, the Dumen tents are drinking without a trace, the place of nostalgia, Lanzhou urges the hair, holding hands and looking at each other's tears, I am speechless and choked. Thinking of the thousands of miles of smoke, the dusk mist

Deep in the sky, deep in the sky. "But it has a different flavor! People, scenery, scenery and objects are all like being in a painting. Nothing is better than this in parting! Parting is for a better reunion." Lu Yulin responded to this

Have a personal opinion.

Wu Changkong knew that he couldn't explain it, and he couldn't understand the so-called personal opinion, so he had to change his words, "What two words do you mean by "slow"?

Lu Yulin smiled and stopped arguing with him, still smiling: "It's the slow sound of searching. The slow sound of searching."

"I know this is a poem by Li Qingzhao and Li Yian from the Song Dynasty. Searching and searching, it is deserted and clear, miserable and miserable. It is most difficult to take a breath when the warmth is still cold. Three cups and two glasses of light wine can't defeat the wind coming late at night! Goose

I have passed by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now, guarding the window, how can I be alone in the dark! The sycamore trees are drizzling, and at dusk, bit by bit. This time for the first time

, how is the word "sorrow" so important? It was memorized like the endless stream of a river. Wu Changkong was very proud after reciting it!

Lu Yulin applauded her from the side. At this time, the two of them were already sitting on the stone steps. Lu Yulin held his chin and watched him recite.

Lu Yulin didn't expect that he also understood poetry: "It is the slow and slow voice of searching and searching, deserted and miserable."

"This loneliness, loneliness, sadness, instability and insecurity are all reflected in this matter. Why does Master Lu speak slowly to you?"

"Life has always been lonely. From the time you were born and even after you marry and have children, looking at the whole world, you are lonely. I think it is loneliness, sadness, and emotions that show that we are born as human beings, not as domestic animals.

, we have an independent thinking mind, and our dignity is the biggest difference from those four-legged flat-haired animals. We have various emotions, can control emotions, desires and get rid of bad habits, have goals and pursuits,

Have faith and faith.”

Wu Changkong did not expect that Kunlun Saint Lu Yulin was different from the other two. He felt that he could learn a lot of new insights from talking to her.

"You can read lips. You heard what I just said." Wu Changkong was a little embarrassed and lowered his head.

"I can't just read lips. The key is that I heard your voice like a mosquito or a fly. The thing that makes me think you have a trace of something is the look on your face when you look at the eldest sister. The eldest sister I'm talking about is Ning Yanye."

"He is your eldest sister, a blood relative."

"That's right! Let me tell you this! Head Yue is my uncle, and his sister is my mother. Ning Zhigu's sister is married to Head Yue, and my father's sister is married to Ning Zhigu

antiquity."

"I understand! By the way, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Same as you! I'm a night owl."

"Then can you tell me the story that Senior Sister Ning hasn't finished yet? I want to know if she was abolished in the end." Wu Changkong suddenly thought that the story was not finished yet.

"I want to hear that story! You have to practice your sword skills well. I'm very surprised why you are so interested in her. Do you like her?" Lu Yulin stared at him.

Wu Changkong blushed: "No, how dare I like senior sister! I grew up in a greenhouse. Some people say that I am the flower and plant in the family. I don't have many contacts with girls, and she is a goddess. I am mediocre.

People can only look at it from afar!"

"They say you are stupid, but I think you are very good at making excuses!" Lu Yulin deliberately changed the subject and did not tell the story of Ning Yanye later.

Wu Changkong couldn't react. He thought she really said he was cunning! "I'm a little impatient. I'm not a fox. How could I quibble?"

It was funny to see his face turning red and arguing with himself. I also thought about the day when my sister-in-law scolded him for building a wall of dung, but he actually used the dung to build the wall. It was even more funny.

"I know I'm stupid. It's a legacy. My father took the provincial examination nine times. My father said in front of people outside who didn't understand that he took the exam nine times to deceive those who didn't understand the imperial examination. It only happened once every three years. As for the chance to take the exam, he actually took the exam nine times, and it took him twenty-seven years to pass the exam to become a successful scholar. He and I are the same, we can't even practice sword practice well, and now I can't even spin a sword flower on my wrist."

"But you passed the exam after just one try. I don't think you are stupid."
Chapter completed!