Xiao Fengming listened quietly, thinking that the two senior brothers who came to him were already the elite disciples of Luoxia Valley. [No pop-up novel website]
"I also have a daughter, who is fifteen years old this year. I'll let you get to know her later. Now I'll officially teach you the swordsmanship. I'll pass on the first move to you first. Watch carefully."
After Hall Master Zhang finished speaking, he took up his stance and slowly started practicing each move.
Xiao Fengming watched carefully. He danced slowly with his hands following Hall Master Zhang's movements.
Seeing the master finishing the first move, Xiao Fengming closed his eyes and silently thought about the master's actions just now.
Although this set of swordsmanship only has thirteen styles, each style is divided into eight moves, and each move has eight variations. So it's very complicated.
Xiao Fengming thought silently and moved his hands accordingly. Half an hour passed unknowingly. During this period, Hall Master Zhang just stood aside and looked at Xiao Fengming with a smile. There was no interruption.
After a while, Xiao Fengming opened his eyes and said: "Master, this sword technique is very complicated. I would like to ask the master to practice it again?"
Hall Master Zhang didn't say anything. He picked up the sword and practiced the first move again. Xiao Fengming watched it carefully. After reading it, he closed his eyes again and fell into deep thought again.
After a cup of tea, he opened his eyes, picked up a branch from the ground, and practiced each move like the master just now.
Hall Master Zhang watched Xiao Fengming finish practicing. The smile on his face became even bigger. He said to the two people who appeared outside the courtyard gate at an unknown time:
"Awei, have you ever seen such a genius? He only saw me practice the first of the Thirteen Piao Liu Postures twice, and he was able to practice them perfectly."
Xiao Fengming was about to ask the master for advice when he saw two more people appear on the scene. One was a beautiful woman in her thirties, and the other was the one she met in the back mountain valley a few months ago. That girl.
I saw that beautiful woman smiling and saying:
"I think back then, I practiced the first move for five days before I could connect it completely. When I taught Xiaotong, it took me four days to teach him exactly. I didn't expect that the disciple you found would learn it so quickly. "
Xiao Fengming stood blankly, not knowing how to address this beautiful woman.
Seeing him like this, Hall Master Zhang remembered that he hadn't been introduced to him yet.
Then he said: "Feng Ming, come here, come and see your senior wife and senior sister."
Pointing at the beautiful woman and girl, he said, "This is my wife Liu Wei and my daughter Zhang Ruotong."
Xiao Fengming hurriedly walked over, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said, "I have seen Master, my disciple kowtows to you." The beautiful woman lifted him up with her hands. Looking at Xiao Fengming, a happy look appeared on his face.
Xiao Fengming walked up to the girl again, bowed and saluted: "Junior brother, give me a gift to senior sister."
The girl smiled and said: "We have met before. You must be the new disciple who peeped at my sword practice that day. I didn't expect you to become my little junior brother."
Hall Master Zhang and Liu Wei were both startled and quickly asked why. After hearing what his daughter had said, Hall Master Zhang laughed and said, "Feng Ming, did you want to learn the sword because you watched your senior sister practicing? "
Xiao Fengming didn't hide anything, and said: "Master, it's exactly that day. I saw my senior sister practicing swordsmanship. She looked really good, so I went back and told you that I wanted to learn swordsmanship."
Hall Master Zhang looked at Xiao Fengming, raised the long sword in his hand, handed it to Xiao Fengming, and said, "Use this sword to practice the first move again."
Xiao Fengming took the long sword, picked up the sword skills, and started practicing each move. At first, since he had never used a sword, his moves seemed very awkward, but later on, his movements gradually became more elegant.
After Xiao Fengming finished practicing the first move, his face flushed and he was panting. He looked at his master, waiting for his guidance.
Hall Master Zhang was about to speak when his wife suddenly came over and said, "Your master has practiced it once. I will practice it for you again and see the difference."
After saying that, without waiting for Hall Master Zhang to speak, he took out the long sword from his waist and started to dance.
Xiao Fengming watched carefully and saw that the master's wife was practicing more lightly than the master, like a fairy flying among the flowers. Although the practice was slow, the artistic conception of being like a willow floating in the wind was revealed. Only then did Xiao Fengming truly understand why this set of swordsmanship was called the Thirteen Styles of Piaoliu.
The master's wife has finished practicing the first move, and Xiao Fengming is still immersed in the artistic conception just now. The girl named Ruotong walked over and patted his shoulder before he woke up.
Hall Master Zhang met and said: "Your master has been practicing this set of swordsmanship for more than twenty years, and the essence of it has been known for a long time. That is incomparable to a halfway monk like me. You have to understand the artistic conception of your master's swordsmanship, right?" Your practice will go a long way in the future.”
Xiao Fengming replied respectfully: "Master's artistic conception is very profound. Even if I can practice to the level of a master, I don't know when I will achieve it?"
Hall Master Zhang immediately said displeasedly: "How can martial arts training be achieved overnight? It requires decades of perseverance. Don't be arrogant and relax. You must persevere. Do you understand?"
Xiao Fengming immediately lost his composure and said quickly: "Disciple has been taught and will definitely live up to the master's expectations."
Hall Master Zhang nodded, his eyes filled with the kindness of an elder. "I'll teach you the first form today. You go back and practice hard. Then come back tomorrow to practice the second form. Let's have breakfast here."
Xiao Fengming didn't know how to answer, but the girl came over, took his hand and walked towards the yard. Xiao Fengming looked at his wife and saw her smiling and nodding, so she said no more.
Xiao Fengming saw that what the master ate was not much different from what he ate in Bailiantang, which was just ordinary meals.
After dinner, just as he was about to say goodbye to his master and his wife, Hall Master Zhang suddenly took the long sword just now, held the sword in his hand, and said:
"This sword was given by an old friend of mine. It has always been with me. I will give it to you today. Although the sword is still a bit long for you now, I will definitely use it in the future. I hope you are well. Treat it kindly." He said and handed the sword to Xiao Fengming.
