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Chapter 193: Come to me
"The Heavenly Sword is an extraordinary sword. The Nine-Style Sword Song has been passed down from generation to generation. However, the old man does not like killing by nature, so he modified the original Nine-Style Sword Song to incorporate the nine movements of calligraphy, writing, turning, hiding the edge, hiding the head, and protecting the tail. , quick movement, brush stroke, astringent movement, horizontal scales and vertical strangles, nine movements. The nine-style sword song is based on killing. It is said that the sword will drink blood when it is unsheathed. It is easy to be affected by the sword's intention over time. The nine movements of calligraphy are different, focusing on Practicing mindfulness."
After listening to Wen Renzheng's words, Young Master Liu pursed his lips slightly. He didn't like killing. Who said that? After this sword was passed to my hand, I drank blood for six hundred and sixty-six.
Even the kid would have to kill for a long time, not to mention that Six Hundred and Six was not a chick, that was a human being. However, due to the old man's face, Young Master Liu had no choice but to listen quietly without saying anything to refute.
"The ancient scholars paid attention to practicing the six arts of a gentleman. They were all good at rituals, music, archery and calligraphy. Otherwise, they cannot be called gentlemen and wise men. Those who do not understand etiquette, are not good at instruments and music, are tired of riding and shooting, are ashamed to read calligraphy, and count. There are only a few. When did today’s students start to immerse themselves in studying the books of sages? The ancient scholars were all outstanding in literary talent and superb martial arts. It’s a pity that they feel sorry for the past and regret the present! " Wenrenzheng. The tone conveys a sense of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
However, his exclamation made it clear that there are no scholars today who are proficient in the six arts of the gentleman. Even though there are still some complete etiquettes among the long-standing and long-established families, the number of big families with hundreds of thousands of people is still very high. There are only a handful of people under the rivers and mountains.
"Old man, the changes in the world have their own laws. As the saying goes, reading history and feeling sad is nothing more than worrying about the ancients. What's more, the current situation is the same in the world. It's not something you and I can change, so why bother?"
"The little people who are promoted will also have the day when the great roc rides on the wind. If you are not in your position, you will not seek political power. You must not slack off in your position. How long the great dragon can last is not visible to the old age. I hope you young men like you can protect the queen." The mountains and rivers built by our ancestors will last for thousands of years."
"Old man, I would like to ask you a question? As an imperial master, why do you hide in the wilderness?"
"In the civil and military dynasties, half of the ministers are old disciples. It may not be a blessing to have power in the government and the public. This dragon dynasty is not as simple as you think. It would be better to retreat bravely as soon as possible."
Liu Mingzhi looked at the lonely Wen Renzheng and said nothing. Although he had not experienced it, he could feel the secret feeling of heroic reluctance in the old man's tone.
Wen Renzheng took out two books from his arms: "The Nine-Style Sword Song passed down from generation to generation and the Nine-Style Sword Technique re-edited by the old man. If you want to practice which one, rest on that one!"
"Which one is the best?"
"The Nine-Style Sword Song is more important than attack. Each move is a sure-kill move. Injuring the enemy will also hurt yourself. The Nine-Style Sword Technique is both offensive and defensive. It is slightly inferior in terms of moves, but it is worse than it can suppress the ferocity in the heart."
"Can't I practice both?" Young Master Liu looked at the two books in the old man's hands curiously.
Wen Renzheng was stunned and looked at the confused expression of Young Master Liu who was as curious as a baby. If Liu Mingzhi could read minds, he would definitely know what the old man was thinking.
Damn it, this kind of operation is still possible? Why didn't I think of this?
The Nine-Style Sword Song focuses on attack, while the Nine-Style Sword Technique is integrated with calligraphy and focuses on defense. If you practice both, it may not be a good way to win by surprise.
Hiss... Wen Renzheng unknowingly pulled out a few strands of his beard.
"Watch it, kid. I will only practice it once for you. It's up to you how much you can master."
After saying this, before Young Master Liu could react, he leaped out of the pavilion, and within a few ups and downs, there was a dead branch in his hand.
With a solemn look on his face, Wen Renzheng took out his sword and brushed it against the dead branches. The figures were so numerous that it was impossible to identify them. Only the dust and sand floating in the air around him revealed that Wen Renzheng was unusual.
Ordinary people cannot surround themselves with dust and sand without dissipating it.
After a while, the inner courtyard seemed to be swept by a strong wind, with miscellaneous things falling everywhere. Wen Renzheng casually threw the dead branches aside and turned into an old man again.
"Boy, the land of the capital is no better than that of Jiangnan. There are many dignitaries and dignitaries everywhere. Crouching tigers, hidden dragons cannot be underestimated. In that kind of land where tigers and dragons are roosting, you have to restrain your temper and cultivate your temper, otherwise wolves will surround you. , even the four big families in the southeast, northwest and the four big families can't stand it. Make friends if you can, and don't mess with them if you don't. The enemy of your enemy is your friend, but in the temple, only your immediate interests are the most important. There are no absolute friends. You can make friends with each other, but you can't make them all. "Although the prince is kind-hearted by nature, as a concubine, even though he is a close minister, he cannot act beyond the control. He is the prince after all, so you can take care of yourself." The voice ended, and Wen Renzheng's figure disappeared into the inner courtyard.
Liu Mingzhi held the Heavenly Sword in both hands, knelt on the ground with a serious expression and saluted towards the courtyard gate: "Student Liu Mingzhi, thank you for your teachings, I will never forget them."
"You fly, let me see if you fly?"
Young Master Liu placed the Heavenly Sword on the stone table and waved it with his left and right hands. However, the Heavenly Sword just lay there quietly without any reaction. He didn't even look like he was jumping for joy when he casually moved his sword finger. Not to mention circling around. The pavilion flew around and stood in front of Young Master Liu. The key was that the Heavenly Sword didn't even move.
"My God, you won't be fooled by the old man's magic, will you? This thing can't fly at all." Liu Mingzhi still didn't understand that although the Heavenly Sword has spirituality, it is just a dead thing after all. What matters is the person who uses the sword, not the person who uses it. The sword itself is so magical.
A cooing sound interrupted Liu Mingzhi, who was deep in thought: "What kind of ability does Liu Mingzhi have when he bullies Sister Yun? If you have the ability, you can attack this girl!"
kindness? Young Master Liu looked tangledly at Wenren Yunshu, who was slightly arrogant on the path outside the pavilion, holding his slender waist with both hands: "Why are you here?" But then he thought about it and probably came with the old man, so Nothing surprising anymore.
Wenren Yunshu looked at Young Master Liu with a red face and said angrily: "Why am I not important here? My surname is Liu. Sister Yun is such a virtuous and kind-hearted person but you still bully her. How can you still be considered one?" What about a man? Sister Yun is your wife and she can’t bear to scold you, but I can’t. If you dare to bully Sister Yun again, I won’t let you go. If you come at me for anything, I can’t beat you to death.”
Liu Dashao looked at Wenren Yunshu who was scolding him in confusion. Ten thousand alpacas flew through his mind. They were all related to each other. It was simply incomprehensible. The young man was so afraid of his wife that he kept it in his mouth. I hold it in my hand for fear of dropping it. When did I bully her?
Thinking of this, Mr. Liu was not happy anymore. Well, you are here to cause trouble: "The man named Wen is doing p30... God is watching. I have done the right thing. When have I ever bullied Yun'er?"
"What is the p30 you just wanted to say?"
"Huawei's hand...it's up to you. I can say whatever I want. I'm eating your rice. When did I bully my wife? I can't explain why. I'm not done with you anymore." .”
"Bah, I'm really not a man. I dare not do it right."
"Hey. Tell me, I'm not a man. Try it!"
Wenren Yunshu pinched his waist and took a step forward: "Just try it, you dare to hit me! You are not a man!"
"Who wants to hit you? I said you said I'm not a man, let you try!"
"I also said, just give it a try, you are not a man."
Liu Mingzhi gritted his teeth, what a fucking generation gap: "You can try to see if I am a man?"
"Just try it, what can you do?"
"Oh my god, your surname is Wen, you are from the North, how can you speak so authentically!"
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