Xiao Yu watched with confusion as Feng Yi waved Li Luo's sword on the cliff, obviously drawing a huge chessboard, but she didn't know what the martial arts Feng Yi wanted to teach her had to do with the chessboard.
"Uncle Ling, isn't Master going to teach me swordsmanship? Why do you want to draw a chessboard?" Xiaoyu asked, looking at Ling Xiaoyun who was lying on a big rock and basking in the sun.
Ling Xiaoyun didn't get up or open his eyes, and replied: "Your master's two martial arts are inseparable from the chessboard. To teach you martial arts, naturally I have to draw the chessboard first."
Feng Yi finished drawing the last wire trough on the stone wall, took advantage of the situation, stepped on it, jumped, and landed on Xiaoyu's side, laughing loudly:
"Nineteen paths spread across the world, confusing people all over the world!"
Xiaoyu looked at the chessboard drawn by Master and respectfully said, "Master."
Feng Yi nodded, then picked up Li Luo's sword in his hand, looked at the blade, and muttered:
"This sword from Li Zong is indeed of high quality. This girl Li Luo is Li Bei's daughter, and this sword is not bad at all. I spent so much time on it, and the edge of the sword is not cracked or damaged. It is really a good sword.
Okay, Xiaoyu! then. "
After Feng Yi finished speaking, he threw the sword in his hand to Xiao Yu who was standing next to him, and then ordered: "Use this sword to go to the bamboo forest over there and chop a few thumb-thick bamboos, and we can use them as swords."
Xiaoyu asked doubtfully: "Master, doesn't this have a sword? Why don't we use it?"
Feng Yi raised his hand and knocked Xiao Yu on the forehead, and cursed: "With your skills, you still want to use a real sword. If you fight against each other, you might cut yourself. Otherwise, you are practicing swordsmanship."
Hearing this, Xiao Yu said "Oh" and ran towards the bamboo forest with Li Luo's sword. Not long after, he came back with a few green and yellow chicken tendon oil bamboos in his hand.
"That's right. Then, each person takes a piece of bamboo and sticks the sword on the side. We won't use it." Feng Yixin threw a few bamboos on the ground, took the sword from Xiao Yu's hand, put it back into the scabbard, and made a stroke. Throwing it away, the sword was inserted straight into the soft soil by the stream.
Xiao Yu took the bamboo, but naturally she couldn't show that she was a master of swordsmanship. She pretended to dance clumsily a few times, her body was crooked and careless.
Feng Yi curled his lips, raised the bamboo in his hand, hit Xiaoyu's left foot, and cursed: "Stand still, you are like this, you can't even learn the sword posture, stand still for me, here, here, And here, I can’t even stand upright, so how can I hold a sword?”
Xiaoyu's waist, buttocks, and arms were struck by Feng Yi several times, causing Xiaoyu to scream in pain.
"Master, it hurts..." Xiaoyu rubbed her shoulders and cursed.
Feng Yi said seriously: "Stand up straight, don't be so playful. When you learn Kung Fu, you have to look like you are learning Kung Fu."
Seeing Feng Yi's serious face, Xiao Yu immediately stood up straight, still holding the bamboo stick in his hand.
Feng Yi made a standing sword pose, clasping his hand on the bamboo stick, with his thumb and index finger together, making a standard sword-holding gesture. He stood like an ancient pine, with the bamboo stick like a sword and pine branches, as a welcoming gesture. .
"Follow it." Feng Yi said to Xiao Yu: "Stand like an ancient pine, with your roots firmly rooted in the ground, and your lower body should be stable. This is the standing sword pose."
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyu immediately stood up straight and imitated Feng Yi's example, standing upright.
Xiao Yu understood in her heart that Feng Yi was teaching him the basic skills of using a sword. Both the old man and the master had taught him, so he would naturally know how to use it.
Feng Yi saw Xiaoyu fighting like this with standard posture and very good posture, and praised him: "Not bad, he is a good swordsman."
Xiaoyu replied: "Master, my old man taught me a few sword skills, and I still have the basic skills."
Feng Yi smiled and said: "By the way, I forgot about this. It's good. You have some basic knowledge, so I won't have to teach you from the beginning." Seeing that Xiao Yu was about to relax and rest, Feng Yi hurriedly scolded: "Don't move, stand up straight. , you’ve learned it and you’re not going to practice anymore! Brat, I didn’t let you rest, you just kept this position for me.”
Xiaoyu frowned and replied: "Why? Master?"
Feng Yi muttered: "You are like this, but have you ever learned any internal skills?"
Xiaoyu shook her head, "No."
"Snapped".
Xiao Yu was hit with a stick on the head, and Feng Yi muttered: "I didn't ask you to move, so don't shake your head. I asked you, just answer your question, just keep this posture and don't make any moves."
"Oh..." Xiao Yu frowned, feeling the pain coming from her ears, and did not dare to move anymore. She had to endure the pain and did not dare to rub it.
Feng Yi said: "It seems that you have never learned internal strength. Your internal strength is not enough. When you encounter an enemy in the future, will you just rely on the first few moves to deal with the enemy? As a teacher, there is no way to quickly practice internal strength. This is the only stupid way. , rely on endurance and physical strength to improve your internal strength. When you have some foundation in internal strength, I will give you a set of martial arts to practice internal strength. Otherwise, if you rush to improve, your foundation will be damaged. "
When Xiao Yu heard this, she understood that every time she performed a mission, she did respond to the enemy with the first few moves. Fortunately, the master who was with the old man gave her the "Eighteen Styles of the Broken Sword" with exquisite swordsmanship. Shape and intention are an extremely powerful form of external swordsmanship. Now Feng Yi wants to teach him martial arts, but he has to cultivate his internal strength. This is a very difficult experience. Uncle Liu wants to teach him Yuchan Kung Fu to cultivate his internal strength, but he is not willing to do it. This and that can stand... ...Xiao Yu was complaining in her heart, her hands were weak, and she slipped down unintentionally.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and pain came from Xiaoyu's arm.
"Stand still!" Feng Yi cursed.
Xiaoyu frowned and said: "Master, it hurts, can we just learn swordsmanship... This internal strength is too difficult to practice..."
Feng Yi scolded: "No, stay in this position for half an hour, and then change. Since you understand the basic sword gestures, today, you will stand in the seven postures of holding the sword for half an hour each."
Xiaoyu frowned and said nothing, with a sad look on his face, cursing in his heart, this old guy, this master should not be worshiped, he is so crazy now, after one day of standing here, he will be disabled...
Feng Yi muttered in one article:
"While there is nothing to do now, Master will tell you about the swordsmanship rankings of several powerful characters in the world today.
Master's Tianyuan Four Sons Sword, as long as you practice it well, you will definitely be ranked among the top.
When it comes to swordsmanship in the world, the most famous sects are today's top ten sword sects, with nine swords and one weapon. Nine sects are famous for their swordsmanship, and one sect is famous for their sharp swords. The Li Luo girl you are friends with belongs to the Li Zong of the Qi sect, and the Qi sect is the sword-making sect. Countless good swords in the world come from the Li sect, which is why Li sect has been standing in the world for hundreds of years.
There are only three people who are famous in the world. One is Zhang Zhiwen, the head of the Jin Sect. His swordsmanship with the Truffle Cold Sword is good and he is famous in the world, but his swordsmanship can only be ranked third.
Another one is Dugu Yi, who ranks first among the four heroes in the world.
Dugu Yi, known as the Sword Master, asked the state official if the fallen leaves stopped raining and he could find peace. 'Everyone in the world knows that this man is also the first of the four masters. He is obsessed with swordsmanship, so he is called the Sword Master. It is said that his attainments in swordsmanship have long been superb. He has created countless swordsmanship, and he is the most powerful. It is said to be a sword technique called "Yunjian Jue".
However, I don't know the specific details. According to legend, this man's dragon has seen its head but not its tail, and there are only legends about him in the world.
I only met him once..."
Speaking of this, Feng Yi's eyes showed a hint of fear, and his expression was dull, as if he had remembered something and fell into deep thought.
Seeing that Feng Yi didn't continue, Xiao Yu looked at her master's expression, and it seemed that he had something to do with the rumored sword master. The expression on his face changed a little, so he asked curiously: "Then have you ever fought against him? ?”
