Until Wu Shuang left, Yun Zhong was still puzzled.
The reason is very simple. People like Wu Shuang who have been practicing swordsmanship for twenty or thirty years and have always attached great importance to the way of swordsmanship would sneer at ordinary times, saying that these heretical skills are nothing compared to the swordsmanship of swordsmanship. The tattered cloth inside is a pity to throw away, but it is even more useless to pick it up. On the contrary, it only adds redundancy and misunderstandings. In fact, even the young man himself was full of doubts about whether he should take the yellow dragon wrapped around his wrist, but then he thought about the people in Nangong Mountain. He recalled that when Wen Yu first entered the mountain, the frost on his face, and the people on Wulingpo Guzhong, somehow managed to tie the yellow dragon on his wrist, and his expression became stronger for a moment.
Also confused was Yan Jiaqing, who was always pretending to be wandering around, but was always listening to the conversation between the two. After Wu Shuang said those words, he stood up and left. He walked straight to the side of Yan Jiaqing, who had a strange expression and a raised brow, and hesitated for a moment. He sighed, still reluctant to say thank you, picked up a jar of Yunzhuo wine, smiled at the latter, and walked to the main hall.
In the depths of spring, it is difficult to see the return of spring in one day. But when you take a closer look, the chirping of birds outside the window has gradually become louder. In the past, the cold wind in winter cut your face, but now it blows, adding only warmth.
"It's rare that Wu Dajianxian can invite me, a bird under the eaves, to drink. I've heard countless rumors about you being stingy in the past two years. Now that you suddenly invite me to drink, I'm very flattered. It was fine in the four realms, but now I'm so old. Entering the fifth realm, it is difficult to make me feel at ease. After all, swordsmanship is the most razor-sharp means of attack in the world, so I really have to be on guard."
"I really plan to let Mr. Yan drink road wine and settle the score later. With my temper, I must have gone to buy ten Wen San jars of bad rice wine. How can I let go of this Yunzao? I haven't tasted this kind of worldly smoke in many years." It's an extremely heavy amount of wine. I can't drink it to the fullest with just a few jars here, so how can I share it with you?" Wu Shuang was clearly in pain. He glared at Yan Jiaqing and took back the two jars of wine. As expected, the man stretched out his hands to stop him, and said with an apologetic smile, "Don't mention it, if you just guard the mountain for two or three years, you should be given some sweet things, right? What's more, during this trip, I also persuaded that kid to come back to Nangong Mountain. Even if you don't stay for a long time, it should be a meritorious deed, and you must give two or three sweet dates a try."
Both of them drink wine very quickly, but in the time of only three or two cups of tea, they have already downed nearly two jars of Yunzhao. Wu Shuang has been greedy for wine for two full years without any abnormality, but Yan Jiaqing is not like that. The quality of the wine was extremely poor, and he himself was not particularly good at drinking. He just swallowed it forcefully. In jargon, it was just a little more effort. Yun Zhuo only took a few mouthfuls, and his face was already flushed, and his words became more and more intense. No bundle. After all, the yellow dragon is now attached to the young man's wrist, so when he drinks, he no longer needs to use alcohol to suppress the thoughts of the yellow dragon. He becomes even more dizzy, and almost falls under the table three or five times, feeling very drunk.
After drinking for a long time, Wu Shuang spoke first.
"Young Master Yun just said that he has no intention of practicing sword practice right now. He is thinking of putting the sword aside for the time being and walking around to have a look. When his mind is clear and his Dantian is repaired properly, he can pick up the sword again." Thinking deeply, Wu Shuang, who was laughing and scolding, put down his cup and stared blankly at the spring scenery outside the window. His expression was so complicated that it was like the mountains were now so lush that it was difficult to distinguish the flowers and grass, and his green clothes were bleak in the wind.
"It's so stupid. It's just a matter of sharpening the sword and chopping firewood without delay. I feel that it's not comfortable to draw the sword, and my heart is not clear. I'm thinking about practicing sword practice while looking at it. It's okay to think about it. Why do I have to do this?" Yan Jiaqing hummed. He said, his eyes were dim and he held up his eyelids, "You are good at everything, but your thoughts are too heavy and difficult to clear out. Sometimes in practice, the more you think about it, the more helpless you will be. Tu Tian is always hesitant, not to mention His capital is so bad, and his character is so good, by the time he can enter the four realms and five realms, our temples will have already turned white. To be a master who is not confused, it is better to be a clear-minded but incompetent person. Of the two realms, the former is better.”
"When the seedlings are in trouble, capable old farmers can relieve their worries without burning a few sticks of incense, but those young people who usually worry about things have no other choice but to do nothing. If you want to make the world without rain and sunny days, you must first If you have the ability to shake the wind and clouds with one hand, why don't you think about other things? You must have that ability first, and then worry about the world first."
Wu Shuang glanced at Yan Jiaqing with a smile and nodded in approval.
"After two years in the mountains, you, an outsider who only knows how to be alone, have now become a bit like a mountain person. But to be able to think about this matter so clearly, you are really struggling in the world. It took me many years of hardship to be able to say something like this.”
"The first time I met Mr. Yun, when I recognized that there was such a young man in the town, this boy didn't finish his homework. He probably lied casually and went to my teahouse to write hard. That's when I realized that this boy had a sword in his pen and ink. After his breath was relaxed, he was shown the swordsmanship of both hands, which was no different from the tigers and wolves that had been hungry for many days in the forest on the snowy sea. At that time, he knew that this boy would probably never be able to put aside the sword in his hand. Sure enough, even though he was practicing It was very difficult, but within two or three years, it was already comparable to what I was doing back then.”
"But such a young man who loves swords so much is now willing to put down the sword in his hand. Even I, the master, can't figure out why this kid is so troubled that he has no time to care about it."
"But it must be a very heavy burden for him, which fell on his shoulders. He had to struggle to support it. He couldn't relieve it, so he told this to my master." Wu Shuang looked outside the main hall, and the floating clouds felt warm. The grass grows long and the orioles fly. I don’t know how many peonies have been blooming in these years. The raccoon slave who came with Yunzhong and the others lay down among the flowers, holding a peony in front of her slender body, and smelled the fragrance carefully. , his eyes suddenly relaxed, and he smiled lightly.
"I've thought about giving you a few words of advice, but there are some things I can't help you with. The sword is so important in that boy's heart. Since I decided to put it aside for a while, as a master, I can't force this boy to hold the sword. Once it's in hand, it won't be too late to draw the sword again after thinking about it clearly. Not to mention that he didn't break through the three realms before Guan Guan, even if he only entered the last three realms of martial arts when he was young, it doesn't matter. "
Yan Jiaqing glanced at Wu Shuang with a half-smile but muttered that he was a lunatic, and then continued to ask, "I'm going to invite you to drink today. I'm afraid you don't just want to say this, but I'm hiding it. It's not because of your Wu Shuang's temperament, but to be straightforward. It's best to ask me, otherwise it will be hard to tell when we will return to Nangong Mountain when we go out for a wander again. Although this place is nice, we still have to do work, right?"
"Before I went to Zhenxia Palace, I took a trip to Qiling Xia Song and asked about it for a long time. Finally, I heard three or two old stories from an old man who had only a few days left to live. One of them was mentioning When talking about the word "fisherman", he said that he was carrying a yellow rope, and he was always in a hurry. He always went to the battlefields in ancient times, or to the Taoist temples and immortal houses of cultivators. He used the hookless yellow rope to fish, and finally The origin is unpredictable."
Wu Shuang also put away her cup and looked at the person in front of her calmly.
His eyes had nothing to do with the coldness, but when he looked at Yan Jiaqing, it was like a sharp blade cutting through the bones, with a hint of frost.
Yan Jiaqing, who was leaning on the desk, raised his head and touched his nose, feeling a little guilty, "The old man is dim and can no longer remember what he saw and heard when he was young. What's more, Yantang Prefecture is not visible in the world, and most people don't know about it. , it’s natural, Wu Da Sword Immortal will never think that he is very unfathomable down here, if it is really like that, how can he be cared about by the immortal family in the world, and he will have no way to go to heaven and no door to earth." Immediately waved his hand, Even though he was very drunk and couldn't hold back what he was talking about, he clearly didn't want to tell the truth.
"Huanglong fishes in the stream, not fishing for shrimps, and ignores the atmosphere of the mountains and rivers, looking for the awe-inspiring atmosphere, looking for the spirit of hundreds of generations, collecting it in the rope, and not knowing where to go."
"You should hear this very familiarly. I didn't understand what it meant when I first heard it, but later I thought about it more clearly. It's no wonder that those immortal families came out one after another to arrest you, a scholar who usually looks like he will never do evil. ,I see."
Yan Jiaqing raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Shuang, a little embarrassed, but soon his vision went dark, he lay down on the table, and fell asleep in an instant.
When the man in Tsing Yi went out, his expression was still calm. He took the water-fire swallowing sword with him and looked at the outside of Nangong Mountain in the distance. The sea of clouds and the warm wind from the south to the north were blowing. All the green clothes were pulled smoothly.
Yun Zhong was still standing in front of Wen Yu's house, but the door was not open. Most of the women inside were extremely tired. Even though there were only two or three sounds of horse hooves on the top of the mountain, they never heard it and fell into a drowsy sleep. He has lost an incredible amount of weight. The young man dressed in black just stood by the window lattice, letting the bright sunlight fall on the girl's face. He was not willing to move his eyes away for a long, long time, and was slightly distracted.
It was such a good time that year, but when Wen Yu went up the mountain at that time, his face was still a little childish, and he didn't have the withered appearance of being trapped by his heart like now. It was like a spring day in April, when thousands of flowers and plants were blowing in the wind. Yang, only one green lotus withered.
The young man squatted down quietly, sat down against the wall of the house, silently pinched two fingers, raised the already unfamiliar formation, covered the entire house, and sat cross-legged in silence. A yellow dragon raised its head from a slap on the wrist, and its inner energy flowed, completely submerging into Yun Zhong's body.
Senior Brother Liu Qing once said that the White Wood Formation calms the mind and reduces impatience. During the season when practicing this formation, the spring breeze becomes greener and the rolling sun becomes more golden. It can also soothe the liver and stomach meridians. In addition to being extremely laborious, it can be regarded as an invigorating effect in the formation. The most suitable formation when a person reaches enlightenment and escapes from the heart.
The young man has firmly remembered it until now, but relying on the inner energy of Huanglong, he sat cross-legged on the light.
For three whole hours, the formation did not disperse, attracting hundreds of birds to rest and long clouds gathering.
