Yun Zhong and Liu Qing did not drive into the mountain, but thought about it for a while. They left the car tent at the entrance of the village and asked an old man to take care of it. They took all their belongings with them and only picked up the horse with extremely messy coat and headed towards the mountain. Enter slowly.
People say that people are timid when approaching hometown. Yun Zhong was naturally a little apprehensive as he approached the master's gate. He stopped talking several times on the way, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them slowly.
"When junior brother was young, were we ever timid when we went out to play and came home?" Liu Qing, who was climbing the mountain in front, smiled and said without looking back.
"Of course I'm not cowardly." Yun Zhong said relieved.
But when he saw the scholar on the mountain in front of him nodded slightly, he was kind and said, "Nangong Mountain is extremely relaxed. Compared with other Xianjia sects, it is more like a school and an elegant residence. The master has a high level of cultivation, but there is not much His airs and demeanor are not similar to those of the worldly masters in those little story books, and I guess you know that."
"If you have to say that there are rules, they are probably just a few words. Just keep them in mind and never violate them. As for what these few words are, you will naturally understand them when you reach the top of the mountain. What is the temperament of the junior disciples along the way? How, in fact, in the eyes of my senior brother, I really don’t see the truth, but it should be very good to pursue your true heart. In this way, there is no need to be timid when going up the mountain. Nangong Mountain is a place for you and me to stay, and It can be said that apart from my former residence, there is only one place in Nangong Mountain that can accommodate the world's intolerance."
Although the scholar spoke softly, he spoke with great certainty.
Yun Zhong nodded and accepted the instruction, silently keeping these words in mind, but he felt that it was a bit too boastful to tolerate the world's intolerance. It was not until several years later that Yun Zhong, who was much higher than his current level, finally realized that his senior brother's words were absolutely true.
The sun is quite clear today, but after all, it is located in the southwest of Yizhang, where it is the coldest and the coldest place. Even though the sun is shining brightly, it can't help but make people feel chilly all over.
Snow waves undulate on the mountain road.
"I really shouldn't have disturbed you two, but because of the instructions from the gang leader, I have to obey." From halfway up the mountain to the foot of the mountain, it only took the visitor a few breaths. It can be said that the momentum is like thunder, and the snow waves are splashing like feet. Stepping on the edge of the river tide, after standing still, he smiled slightly and said, "But I don't know whether you two are here to enjoy the snow, or to seek blessings?"
Liu Qing looked calm, clasped her fists and saluted, "Of course it is best to go to the top of the mountain to enjoy the snow. If you look down from the mountainside, and the trees cover your eyes, of course it is better to go upstairs."
"Are those two people here to ask for help?" The ugly-looking man spoke slowly and grinned slightly.
Before the scholar could make a move, the man had already stepped forward. His movements were so fast that even Yun Zhong, who was extremely fast with his sword, had no time to respond. He saw his senior brother slap his shoulder firmly with a sound like thunder.
Not to mention Yun Zhong, even Zhao Ziyang, who was not far away, was secretly stunned. This Li San had extremely fast legs and feet and was always famous among the White Tiger Gang. The situation during the fight was not good. This thin and ugly man A man can always avoid the pain of flesh and blood. Although Zhao Ziyang took over the gang and used his ruthless energy to defeat the enemy first and gained the upper hand in most of the fights, Li San's skill of oiling the soles of his feet has not diminished at all.
It's just that Zhao Ziyang didn't expect that this man's thin fists were two points faster than his legs that were no more than a handful thick. Even though he was used to gang fights and his own skills were good, Zhao Ziyang still had some rare skills. Shocked.
But the most important thing is the young man in white with the sword.
Zhao Ziyang jumped down from the cedar and went straight to the young man's back. His fist penetrated the back of his heart, but was blocked by the long sword.
"Junior brother, don't worry about me, just hold on to that young man." Although Liu Qing first asked the man to cut his arm with his palm, it didn't seem to be a big deal. He held his fist against the man's palm and said to Yun Zhong in a deep voice.
Yun Zhong didn't waste any time. He drew his sword out of its sheath and struck directly at Zhao Ziyang's shoulder and ribs. Most people who practice martial arts know that if you don't want to hurt someone's life, you can use your strength on the ribs, shoulders and lower jaw. In this way, when you succeed, the person will have no effort left, and it will be very easy to win without hurting the person's life. But this time Yun Zhong's sword path was like a gust of wind and rain. The bright sword tip did not get out of the way of all vital points, but each sword was stronger than the last.
Li San's previous sneak attack, Yun Zhong had obviously planned on the ragged young man in front of him. He advanced with his sword, and even the Luan Ying move was done casually, with murderous intent.
On the other hand, Zhao Ziyang, although he relied on his fists and feet to deal with the weapons, which was somewhat constrained at every step, his footwork became more and more smooth and smooth. He passed Yun Zhong as fast as a waterfall, and even if he retreated for a moment, he did not appear to be defeated at all. On the ancient scroll, in addition to recording the practice of the second realm, there was also a chapter on footwork, called Xiaoshenglian. Zhao Ziyang, in addition to studying and practicing every day, practiced footwork for more than an hour or two every day, and finally gained something.
As for how to practice, Zhao Ziyang, who has been walking in the mountains with old hunters since he was a child, naturally knows the habits of wild animals in the mountains, so he set up a trap to catch rabbits, then walked to the foot of the mountain, released the hare from the rope buckle, and relied on his own legs to catch the rabbit. Hard pursuit. Rabbits in the mountains descend very slowly and are prone to stumbling and stumbling, but climbing mountains is faster than a horse running on flat ground. Over the past few months, Zhao Ziyang had let loose countless fat rabbits, so that when they were most in distress, the two of them had to feed themselves with snow and water. Li San even dug out some grass seeds, put them in his mouth and chewed them slowly, euphemistically calling them food. If you sow it, you will have a prosperous harvest next year.
But this hungry meal was not in vain.
Relying on the Xiao Sheng Lian footwork he had learned from his first encounter, Zhao Ziyang avoided Yun Zhong's more than ten swords one after another.
"The talent of the third child is probably 20% better than what I guessed. This Xiaoshenglian footwork is not the most wonderful method in the second realm, but after all, it is not comparable to the current fourth child. The level is really rising too slowly. If you can wield a sword energy, all methods are trivial." On the top of the mountain, Wu Shuang took a sip of wine and stood on his sword in the air.
"Entering the second realm is overwhelming for ordinary people, but after all, I am a disciple who has to do my best to pass on the realm. The more solid the realm is, the sword will naturally be more powerful in the future. There is no need to worry about that moment. It is a pity that the world is like this. You can't get what you want, so just wait and see what happens." Perhaps feeling that his interest was waning, Wu Shuang threw down the gourd of wine and turned around, but suddenly frowned.
"This kid seems to have gained a lot of blessings along the way."
Under the mountainside, the sword light changed again.
For example, the colorful river water flows over time, and the sword style rises and falls irregularly, making it difficult to change.
Zhao Ziyang has the footwork of Xiaoshenglian, and Yun Zhongdang understands the flowing water sword.
Only Liu Qing knew that even in his sleep, his little junior brother would put his fingers together and perform sword movements again when his whole body was exhausted.
There are many talented people in the world, but only those who never stop writing and plowing will always leave their names in the long history.
A little bit of Lancang water.
The sword energy overwhelmed Nangong.
