The wind blows, and in a lake, the rhizomes of the snow lotus are swaying gently, and a faint cold air comes out of the rhizomes, making it feel like being in the clouds and mist, adding a bit of beauty.
Yueguan Mountain built a pavilion by a lake. In his free time, he read and wrote in the pavilion, thinking about the creation of martial arts, and occasionally gave guidance to the Jun family brothers on their kendo training.
After half a month like this, one morning, Jun Xuanyuan came up angrily and said: "Master, I don't want to learn the sword anymore, I want to learn the sword."
From the side, Jun Dihong followed.
Yue Guanshan looked at the book in his hand and asked: "Why? Are you encountering a problem? You have only been learning for half a month and you want to give up swordsmanship and learn swordsmanship."
Jun Xuanyuan replied: "It's nothing, I just don't want to learn anymore. I want to learn swordsmanship. If you can't teach me swordsmanship, don't be my master."
"You little kid, if you say angry words, you should be beaten."
Yue Guan Shan gently hit his head and threw him a secret book called "Fundamentals of Sword Art", which is for beginners to build a foundation. He said: "You practice first. If you don't understand, ask Qing Yi Ke, and then you won't understand." ask me."
Jun Xuanyuan ran away with the secret book.
Yue Guan Shan said again: "Di Hong, are you okay?"
Jun Dihong replied: "It's okay, Master. My younger brother Xuanyuan has been naughty since he was a child. Master, please don't worry too much about him. He has no bad intentions."
"Yes, he is so reckless and straightforward, what bad intentions can he have, but you are not as simple as it seems, you hide it very deeply."
"Disciple is scared. This little level of cultivation can't be concealed from Master. You have to be cautious in everything to have a chance of reversal."
At such a young age, the level of Qi refining has almost reached the level of Xiao Xiantian, but this is still a small level of cultivation. So who is your brother?
Yue Guan Shan looked at him carefully. His appearance was noble and he would definitely achieve great things in the future, but his methods of doing things were not very good.
Perhaps it is in line with the saying: Under the light, there is also darkness.
"Did you excite him?"
Jun Dihong said: "I have been practicing swordsmanship for half a month, but he insists on competing with me. It seems that he is arrogant and arrogant. I hit a little harder."
"Just a little heavier?"
"Um, two o'clock."
"You are just using your little family's tricks. Enough is enough. You should know that the emperor is majestic and dignified. You can think about it and act on your own."
Yue Guan Shan waved his hand and asked him to leave, continuing to read and think about the newly created Sheng Qi Kung Fu.
Jun Dihong left and saw his younger brother Jun Xuanyuan not far away who was concentrating on reading the secret book. The two had both brotherly love and brotherly rivalry. Sure enough, it is fun to bully your younger brother as early as possible. He thought to himself: My stupid brother, Work hard, struggle, and then struggle. I am standing at the top waiting for you, come and surpass me.
Another half month later, Jun Xuanyuan came over again and said angrily: "Master, I don't want to learn swordsmanship anymore, teach me other things."
Jun Dihong also followed. Yue Guanshan looked at him. He turned around and hurriedly walked away. He was out of fun, which dampened his brother's enthusiasm. He wouldn't be autistic because of this.
Yue Guan Shan did not obey him this time and asked: "Why?"
Jun Xuanyuan said stubbornly: "I don't want to learn anymore, it's boring."
He has a strong temper and strong self-esteem. Ever since he was a child, his stupid brother could not defeat him in anything. But now he has been losing to his brother with swords one after another, which makes him ashamed.
"Lost to Di Hong again?"
Jun Xuanyuan was speechless and didn't answer. He held his breath and practiced swordsmanship for half a month, while his brother only practiced swordsmanship for a while in his spare time. They competed with each other, but he lost.
Yue Guan Shan said: "Is it embarrassing for you to lose to him? Then go and win back. It would be embarrassing to give up halfway."
Jun Xuanyuan stood motionless. Seeing this, Yue Guan Shan waved his sleeves and walked away.
"If you abandon the sword again, I won't teach you anything in the future."
Jun Xuanyuan held his breath, unable to swallow or spit out, and shouted: "I still don't believe I can't win against you."
He was about to leave when he suddenly saw a few books on the table in the pavilion. They were written by Master. He stepped forward and opened them. They were all "Exploration of the Soul", "How to Cultivation of the Soul", "The Soul". Feasibility of Secession" and so on, a total of eight books.
Jun Xuanyuan became interested. If you don't teach me, I will learn on my own. He opened it one by one and wrote it down. As soon as he finished reading and put the books away, Master Yue Guanshan came over.
He said: "Have you seen it?"
Jun Xuanyuan shook his head without looking at him, "No, no."
How can some lies be hidden from Yue Guan Shan? He warned: "These are some dangerous ideas and guesses of mine. They are not perfect yet. You must not try to practice. Do you understand?"
Jun Xuanyuan nodded, and then thought that if he nodded, he would admit that he had read it. He quickly shook his head, turned around and ran away.
"Everyone is worried."
Yue Guan Shan sat in the pavilion again and continued to think about soul issues.
Jun Xuanyuan ran to Qing Yi Ke and said: "Qing Yi Ke, please teach me how to practice the sword."
"No matter how big or small, I call you Second Master."
"You are not second, you are third, unless you defeat Zi Yi Ke."
The man in green slapped him and said: "Swing the knife ten thousand times, quick, quick, quick..."
Jun Xuanyuan obeyed and swung the sword with all his strength.
The guest in Tsing Yi looked at it and sometimes nodded, and sometimes shook his head and pointed out corrections. You guys, you still want to sow discord between me and the guest in purple. I'm so tired of you.
He looked at the guest in purple clothes and saw him looking this way. Their eyes met across the distance, arousing a strong fighting spirit.
Sooner or later I will let you understand the power of my knife/sword.
Just after it stopped for a while, Tianluo started barking again over there.
"Master, help me, please teach me, my disciple really can't learn it."
When Yue Guan Shan came to Xiaotiandi, he thought that teaching one was teaching, and teaching two was teaching, so he simply taught them all. It just so happened that Jun Dihong and Jun Xuanyuan would also need to learn this technique in the future.
He called everyone to sit down and explained the "Different Harmony Sutra".
Every word was spoken in detail, but everyone was confused and confused.
Tianluo and Ziyike understood a lot, and sometimes they could add a sentence.
Jun Dihong said: "Master, my disciple is stupid, can you explain it in more detail?"
The others nodded in agreement.
Yue Guan Shan is helpless. The disciples are not enlightened enough and are suffering as a master. He also noticed that there was an aura of soul around him. It was very secretive and looming, and he already guessed who it was.
You are stealing lessons, my master.
It took him a full month of teaching before he taught everyone. He threw another secret book to Tianluo, which was the method of practicing Shengqi. He hurriedly ran away. He was going to take a nap. He was really tired.
One month later, Jun Dihong and Jun Xuanyuan competed in sword skills. Jun Xuanyuan was slightly better. He said proudly: "Haha... you know how powerful I am, so tremble, my stupid brother."
Jun Dihong said nothing, turned around and took out his sword. He defeated him with three swords and looked at him coldly: Haha, your brother is still your brother.
Jun Xuanyuan walked away with a dark face and came to the guest in Qingyi and said: "Master Qingyi, continue to teach me."
"Another thirty thousand swings of the knife."
"okay."
After half a year like this, Shenru Zichuan suddenly called Yue Guan Shandao: "The agreed date is coming, you can go with me."
Yue Guanshan asked: "Where are you going? Who are you meeting?"
"On the coast of the East China Sea, the Lord of the Sword Tower."
"Master, can you elaborate a little bit?"
Zichuan looked into the distance and said: "This is a story about anomalies in Confucianism, a story about fate turning into evil, and a story about love turning into ruthlessness."
all in all:
It's all caused by the word "love", and even saints are not exempt from it.
