Chapter 4: A fool mistakenly enters the Wind and Dust Valley, and the monks and Taoists each teach their own unique skills.
Chu Jianghan had learned the sword and was afraid of getting into trouble, so he used Qinggong and ran for thirty or fifty miles in one breath. He couldn't help but stop and regretted it secretly. He said to himself: "In the past, when Hui Shi was the prime minister, Zhuang Zhou laughed at his owl and rotted the rat. , Now that I have this sword, I really don’t know what it means! How can I be considered a man if I am in such a panic?"
Looking at this sword again, it is three feet long and weighs four or five kilograms. The sword is three fingers wide and the cold air penetrates the bones. I really don’t know what good it is besides being sharp. Then he put the sword into its sheath, thrust it into the ground, and walked away.
After walking a few miles, he suddenly heard a horse neighing. When he turned around, he saw that it was the horse he was riding at Cijia. The horse was actually stained with dried blood and scabs. When he looked closely, there were no wounds. Mr. Chu became suspicious. , and seeing that his favorite horse was fine, he stopped thinking about it, got on his horse and walked away slowly.
The group headed east, but nothing happened these days. Passing by a town market, I bought dry food from a small store and filled it with water. After feeding the horse, I was about to go on my way when suddenly someone called me from behind.
I saw that the man was wearing a white robe, about thirty years old, with a face like a crown of jade in all directions, a jade flute on his waist and a sword in his hand. He was Li Hong and Li Feiyun, the jade flute sword. Chu Jianghan couldn't help but stop when he saw that the person who came was elegant and handsome.
The two of them knew each other's names, and Jade Flute Jian wanted to treat him to tea. Chu Jianghan couldn't refuse, so he tied up his beloved horse again and followed him into a teahouse and sat down by the window.
Chu Jianghan had heard his father talk about the tea ceremony since he was a child, but unfortunately he didn't pay much attention. When he was a little older, he went to the mountains to learn the art. He only knew how to drink tea in the cold and summer. He didn't know how to drink tea. In fact, there was nothing good about Zhendianyuan. Tea. He was already thirsty in a hurry, and since he hadn't eaten or drank much just now, he drank most of a pot of tea without saying a few words.
Li Feiyun said: "I wonder if Brother Chu has ever passed a place called Kang'an Village before he came here?" Chu Jiang said coldly: This person also came here for the sword!
Before he could open his mouth, Li Feiyun said again: "There were more than 340 people in Kang'an Village, all of them were killed in one night, and not a single tile was left alive in the fire!" After saying this, his teeth creaked. .
Chu Jianghan was horrified when he heard this, and then he briefly told what had happened. After hearing this, Li Feiyun bowed and went downstairs to disappear, leaving Chu Jianghan sitting there speechless for a long time.
Suddenly, he heard a voice like a silver bell from behind him: "What did that person ask you?" Chu Jianghan felt that this scene was so familiar. When he looked back, his heartbeat accelerated, and he felt the fragrance hit his nostrils. She walked up and down, and when she looked up, she saw a black gauze covering her face, revealing only a pair of red phoenix eyes as bright as pearls. One more look, and her soul was about to be seduced. She was the woman he saw under the moonlight that night!
I saw her walking straight over and sitting opposite me. He opened his mouth and asked again: "What did that person ask you?" Chu Jianghan felt sweat dripping from his palms, and he accidentally knocked over the cup on the table.
The woman burst into laughter. With such a smile, Chu Jianghan felt a wave of heat rolling from his cheeks to his ears, and he opened his mouth and said, "Ask for a sword!"
Before saying more, the woman stood up to leave. Only then did Chu Jianghan remember to ask her name, and he hurriedly shouted: "I, my surname is Chu, what is your name?" As soon as the words came out, he couldn't help but feel that his voice was a bit loud. . The woman was shocked at first, then opened her mouth and said, "You will find out if you are destined!" After that, she jumped out of the window.
Chu Jianghan's reaction was not bad at all this time. Then he jumped out of the window, ripped off the horse's reins, got on his horse and rushed out of the town.
After galloping for three or four miles, where can I see people’s shadows? While he was sighing, a crisp voice came from the top of the tree: "Why are you following me?" When Jiang Han heard it, it was the woman's voice, and he hurriedly said: "You haven't told me your name yet?" Seeing the woman appear, she said: "We met by chance, why do you ask? Besides, if we are destined to meet, we will meet!" After saying that, he jumped again and disappeared.
Chu Jianghan was careful this time. When he looked carefully, he saw that the woman was heading north. Without much thought, he headed north!
On the second day of the journey, there was no one anywhere. He couldn't help but secretly laugh, and then headed east again. As he walked, the grass grew taller and taller. Chu Jianghan didn't think much about it, and he rode his horse again for a long time. As soon as he left, he panicked. The grass around him was actually bigger than the people. It was still higher. Chu Jianghan stood on the horse and looked around. He couldn't see the end anywhere. He couldn't help but secretly lamented: If you get lost here, it will really cost a lot of money. The only way to do it now is to go back the way you came!
Just as he was about to turn his horse around, he saw a strange bird in the sky: it looked like a crane but not a crane, like a pheasant but not a pheasant. It had a crown-like head and a rainbow-like wings. It was so strange! Mr. Chu's curiosity aroused and he urged his horse to trot to keep up. The strange bird didn't seem to notice anyone following it. He didn't see it flying fast or slow. Mr. Chu became more and more curious.
He didn't know how long he had been following him. He just looked up at the strange bird. He didn't know that the grass in front of him was gone. Suddenly, the horse's hoof suddenly made him almost fall off the horse. An object was hit on the horse's back and fell to the bottom of the mountain! Still shocked, I looked down: It was the bottom of a hundred-foot valley!
Looking around, even though autumn has entered the valley bottom, flowers are in full bloom and springs are flowing. Elk are jumping among them, apes are playing in the water, and the strange bird has also flown into the valley bottom and disappeared!
When Chu Jianghan opened the bag and looked at it, he was missing the painting that his mother had given him when he left home. Now he was very anxious: If there is no such thing, how can I go to Siming Mountain? At this moment, you can only descend to this valley if you have wings on your ribs! The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. I couldn't help but face the bottom and started pacing back and forth! I had no idea and just walked along the valley bank for dozens of feet. Suddenly I saw a vine hanging upside down towards the bottom of the valley. I couldn't help but feel happy. I was saved! As I climbed down the vines based on what I had learned in the mountains, I soon reached the bottom of the valley.
The weather at the bottom of the valley is really good: it's steaming hot, flowers are blooming but I don't know their names, colorful butterflies are fluttering, and buzzes are buzzing in my ears but I don't know where they are. After Chu Jianghan read it, he couldn't help but admired: Mr. Wu Liu's painting of the flower-picking source is beyond imagination! I was afraid of some poisonous insects and beasts, so I couldn't help but be more vigilant!
Not five or six miles later, when they were about to reach the center of the valley, there was a large piece of flat land. Suddenly, a monkey screamed so harshly that Chu Jianghan was startled. He followed the sound and saw a huge stone about 10 feet long. There were many ravines on the stone, which looked like a chessboard. , there was a monk sitting there, sitting motionless like a dead man. The monk has no hair, no beard, and a solemn appearance. Although his gray clothes look tattered, they are spotless. The Taoist has white hair and a childlike face. Although his clothes are clean, he looks slovenly. There are piles of stone chips under the stone.
Suddenly, the Taoist's right palm turned slightly, and the broken pieces under the stone jumped into the air and jumped onto the palm of his hand. The Taoist stretched out his left hand and rubbed a palm-sized stone back and forth in his palm a few times, and saw dust falling from both sides. He raised his palm, and in an instant, it turned into an oval chess piece. He threw it to the stone plate, and the corners of his mouth turned up into a smile, and returned to its original shape!
The monk hadn't seen any movement for a long time. Suddenly, like the Taoist priest, he took the stone and broke it back and forth. It turned out to be a square stone, and he also threw it on the stone plate. Chu Jianghan took a closer look and saw that the rocks were of the same color. It turned out that the two people divided the black and white pieces based on the square and the circle.
Chu Jianghan was greatly confused: How could there be such magical powers in the world? It is indeed credible to crack the stone and crack the monument, but there is no way to break the stone like mud! These two people may have used some kind of deception, or the stone may be soft. Pick up a piece randomly and try to break it. Where can you break it?
Since learning martial arts at Kongtong Mountain until now, Chu Jianghan thinks that the person with the highest martial arts skills he has ever seen is his master Ziyang Zhenren. Even his mentor cannot do it here! Then he felt dissatisfied and became angry. With both hands in his Dantian, he used the move of "Wind Spirit Palm" called "Splitting Mountains and Splitting Stones", splitting the stone in half, and casually threw a fist-sized piece onto the chessboard!
Suddenly, the great monk suddenly stood up and laughed. He was not at all solemn as before. After laughing several times, he said, "How about it? I win, right? I win, right?" The old monk also stood up. Laughed. He said, "Although it is not your own choice, it is God's will! God's will!"
The monk spoke again: "How is it? You and I have played this game of chess for ten years, don't you want me to win?" Chu Jianghan felt ridiculous. It took ten years to play a game of chess. These two are really boring. !
It seems that such a peerless expert has the most eccentric temper, so Chu Jianghan did not dare to interrupt when the two were talking.
But the monk turned around and spoke to Chu Jianghan: "My little friend, are you here to find something?" Chu Jianghan asked in his heart, could this monk reach heaven? He waved his hand casually, and a white ape jumped from a distance, holding an object that he accidentally dropped off the cliff! Chu Jianghan hurriedly took it, leaned down and bowed!
The old Taoist helped him up and said: "The two of us watched the sky last night and knew that there would be a visitor from afar today. Sure enough, the white ape picked up this thing again just now, so he said this on purpose!". Then he said: "You are the first guest since the two of us lived in this valley!" After saying this, he brushed his beard and smiled.
Chu Jianghan only felt that the two people were talking harmoniously and felt very comfortable. They suddenly said things they didn't usually say. Since he found the painting, it was rare to come to such a fairyland, so the two of them did not refuse the invitation.
While talking, they came to the cave where the two of them lived. The cave was clean. Except for three or five stone butterflies, stone plates and a few broken books, there was no lighting. The two brought a large plate of fruits and vegetables, and there were many things. I have never seen it before. After eating just one, I felt it was so sweet that I couldn’t help but eat a few more!
The two said that the monk was traveling here more than ten years ago and unexpectedly found such a place. He invited his friends to live here in seclusion, talking about literature and martial arts all day long and talking about how happy the world was. He was named "" because he was far away from the worldly world. Valley of Wind and Dust".
While he was talking, Chu Jianghan saw something standing next to the pile of books. The scabbard was more than three feet long and was black and purple. It was the Zhenyue Sword that he had discarded long ago. Just when he was doubtful, he heard the old Taoist speak. : "My little friend, do you know this thing?" Seeing these two people asking, they briefly described how to get the sword and how to abandon the sword. The two of them looked at each other without saying a word.
The monk said: "Not long ago, the two of us went outside the valley. On the way back, we met four men with ferocious faces arguing about this thing. We were afraid that they would do evil for this thing, so we took it away!" Chu Jiang Han knew in his heart that they were probably the Four Demons of Western Hunan. The two asked again: "My little friend, do you know the origin of this sword?" Jiang Han didn't know.
The Taoist said: "The old Taoist mastered swordsmanship in his early years, so he knew that this sword was cast in the Spring and Autumn Period, and it was named 'Zhenyue'. It has been hidden for thousands of years and has not been known to anyone. Why it came to the world is also unknown." Chu Jiang said coldly: "But everyone Why are the passers-by fighting for it again?" The old monk sang the Buddha's name and said, "The world is ignorant, and it is really difficult to eliminate the evil obstacles!" Jiang Han said.
The old monk suddenly stood up and said, "How about giving this gift to my little friend now?" The old monk quickly applauded and opened his mouth to express his kindness.
The two of them said again: "You and I are destined, and now we will each teach you a special skill. I hope you can make good use of this thing and reduce the number of unprovoked killings!" Chu Jianghan was overjoyed when he heard this, and he hurriedly bent down and kowtowed. .
The old Taoist was also very happy: "The old Taoist taught you a set of Danyang swordsmanship in the early years. He has been immersed in it for decades and has made many improvements. He is quite proud of his life! Now that I am destined to you, I will simply teach you a set of Danyang swordsmanship. How about it? ?”
The old monk also said: "I just saw that you use the Wind Spirit Palm of the Kongtong sect to split stones. The skill of the palm is very good. I don't have any other skills. Now I have a set of lightening skills, and I want to pass it on to you!" It cannot be compared to Patriarch Bodhidharma's "crossing the river with a reed", but looking at today, it is enough to boast."
Chu Jianghan knew that the skills taught by these two people must be unique, so he didn't dare to find fault. He thanked him again and called him his mentor. However, the two of them said that they were just friends, not master and disciple, so they didn't dare to say more. At that moment, the two of them began to teach with gestures in their hands and instructions with their mouths.
In the blink of an eye, ten months later, the "Three Guides of Xumi" taught by the old monk had already been mastered. Only the old Taoist said: "Danyang Sword Technique" has a total of seventy-two subtle and complicated steps. Although the moves have been practiced, some of the subtleties cannot be understood deeply for a while.
As soon as it got light that day, Chu Jianghan stood up and said goodbye to the two of them. He asked again their names and titles, but they just waved and shook their heads and refused to tell them.
Chu Jianghan had no choice but to pack up and leave. The two brought some more fruits. Jiang Han did not refuse. After saying goodbye, he asked the newly-learned "Xumi Sanyin" to leave the valley.
