At dawn, the rooster crows, the sky is high and the air is clear, making people feel peaceful.
Duanmuyu is not a person who indulges in pleasure. The courtyard was in disrepair for a long time, and the bed, chairs, tables, and benches were all old and damaged, but Duan Muyu didn't mind being in it.
Get up early as usual, read, write, practice martial arts, reflect, and plan. At this moment, he was writing and writing in the small study that he had temporarily cleared out. What he was writing was "Communication with a Gentleman" by Xu Qianmeng, a great scholar in the country of Jue: When communicating with a gentleman, you should trust but not doubt, neither betray nor avoid; when communicating with a gentleman, respect but not avoid. Arrogant, do not control or control
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" There was a knock on the door. The study was small, and the door was dilapidated and difficult to close. When Duan Murong knocked on the door, Duan Muyu had already seen him, but without raising his head, he said briskly: "Say it!"
Duanmu Jing held a small bamboo tube with both hands and said respectfully: "Young Master, I just received an urgent mailbox six hundred miles away from the capital."
Duanmuyu raised his head and looked at Duanmujing, and said with a smile: "I am writing, please read it to me."
"Yes, young master!" Duanmu Jing bowed and replied, then opened the bamboo tube, took out a piece of paper, spread it out and read, "Dahua summoned martial arts masters to gather in the capital on the sixth day of June to do harm to my dear minister." Duanmu said. After reciting the words of respect, his expression changed drastically, and he said anxiously, "Young Master, what should I do?"
"Haha, why are you so anxious! If you want to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed. Didn't we all write farewell letters before we left?" Duan Muyu said with a smile, and then his smile turned cold, "We are like this, so is Dahua. So, if they want to come to Jue to cause trouble, they want to see how capable they are! Will they kill or be killed?"
"It turns out that Young Master had already made a plan, and Duanmu Jing was overly worried!" Duanmu Jing suddenly realized, "Young Master, then do we still have to go back to Yin Yang City?"
"We have been away from Yinyang City for a long time, and it's time to go back." Duanmuyu said lightly, "But this time when we came to Anxian, Mei Siyuan was not killed, so we can't just let it go. Before returning to Yinyang, we need to do something else. Something." I saw him pick up a piece of paper from the desk, and three vigorous characters were written on the white paper: Carry a gun.
In the courtyard of the west wing of the Yanyun Government Office, nine Taoist priests from the Zhenwu Temple were practicing swordplay, while Mei Yuanchen sat on a stone bench and watched carefully.
"Little uncle, don't just sit there and watch. Come over and show us some moves!" Zhicang stopped his sword moves, walked towards the stone bench, and said to Mei Yuanchen with a smile. He is nine years older than Mei Yuanchen. Although he calls Mei Yuanchen "Uncle Master", he treats him as a peer in daily interactions.
Mei Yuanchen leaned forward with a puzzled look on his face: "I have only been here to watch your swordsmanship for a while, but I have never learned it before. Where can I give you some advice?"
Zhi Cang grabbed Mei Yuanchen's sleeve and walked into the courtyard, smiling: "It doesn't matter! One pass will lead to all. We have seen you take action the day before yesterday, but we didn't expect your martial arts to be so good! It's rare to have free time now, so there's nothing you can say." I want you to teach me some tricks!"
Mei Yuanchen had been watching for more than an hour, and he was very impressed by this set of swordsmanship. Zhi Cang asked him to point it out, and Mei Yuanchen half pushed and half obeyed and followed. The other eight nephews of the Zhizi generation swarmed around. Since the battle with the gangster the day before yesterday, everyone knows that his martial arts skills are extremely good, just higher than the three uncles of the Zhan generation, and much higher than the nine of himself.
"Okay. I'll just say it. If what I said is wrong, please bear with me." Mei Yuanchen learned "One" sword technique. At this time, he saw that this Zhenwu sword technique was quite simple. A lot of clues came out, and I felt confident in my heart, "I'll do it again first, and you can see if it's right or not." After saying that, he took the sword from Zhicang's hand, jumped two feet away, and used the sword he had just learned. Use the move from beginning to end.
While Mei Yuanchen was wielding his sword, Taoist priests from the Zhizi generation were standing by and exclaimed: "Wow, this swordsmanship of my junior uncle, he said he has never learned it before, how can I dare to believe it!"
"I have been practicing Zhenwu swordsmanship for fourteen years, and I feel that I have achieved some success. My uncle's attainments are much higher than mine! I don't know when I will be able to practice them so smoothly. Look at that move. For 'Fish Leaping over the Dragon Gate', I thrust it diagonally from bottom to top, and pressed the stab from top to bottom, but I couldn't do it well."
"Ah, this is the move! This move of 'White Horse Crosses the Gap' is the most difficult to practice! You thrust the sword while your body is moving, and the sword cannot move at all. How can you stab accurately without more than ten years of practice?"
After Mei Yuanchen finished practicing his moves, he walked in front of everyone and asked: "You also saw it, did I practice it correctly?"
Zhiyang was filled with emotion at this time. He took a half step back, bowed slightly and said seriously: "Uncle Master! You have practiced extremely well!"
Zhicang's fellow disciples also took half a step back and called out: "Uncle!" Previously, everyone didn't know much about Mei Yuanchen. They only knew that he was the junior disciple of Master Qingxuan's (uncle) ancestor, and he was indeed senior in terms of seniority. His own uncle. However, after seeing him take action the day before yesterday and today, Mei Yuanchen's martial arts cultivation was worthy of being called master uncle by everyone, so he immediately changed his name.
Mei Yuanchen was greatly embarrassed and said hurriedly: "You should just call me Junior Uncle. I'm younger than you. I'm not used to hearing you call me that." Everyone was happy to hear this and agreed happily.
"The original intention of this move 'Eagle Strikes the Sky' is to stab the enemy's throat. It is said that to attack the enemy, he must defend, and this move is correct. However, since the enemy must defend, when we use the move, the enemy must defend and avoid the move, fearing that It is difficult to hit with one blow. It is better to thrust the sword half way, turn the sword tip sharply downward six inches, and attack the enemy's chest and lungs. When the enemy sees you making a move, he will predict that you are going to stab him in the throat, so he will naturally tilt his head back to avoid it. If The stabbing to the throat was a feint, and the sword suddenly turned to the chest halfway through the stabbing. At this time, the enemy had already made a move to avoid the attack, and he would definitely not be able to pay attention to the chest, and he was probably going to be hit."
"Ah, wonderful! Really wonderful!"
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that!"
"This move, 'Changhong Guanri', is so powerful that if you don't have enough energy to charge the move, the stabbing will be inaccurate. It is better to change from stabbing to teasing when launching the move. The stabbing style is to hurt the enemy deeply, and the difficulty lies in the precise timing of the thrust." "It is easier to use the flirting style. Although the wound is not so deep, the wound is much larger. Although it is not fatal for a while, it will definitely make the enemy exhausted after a long battle."
"Not bad! Not bad! The accuracy of this move is really difficult to master. Often the sword style is gorgeous but it cannot hurt the enemy."
"Little Master Uncle, there's more, there's more! My move of 'cutting off tears' is just like this, this and that. How do you think I can change it?"
Mei Yuanchen answered every question he asked, and his answers and explanations were often just right, refreshing and enlightening. Perhaps, this is the essence of the "one" sword technique, where the intention of the sword is in front and the sword moves are behind, using the intention to wield the sword.
Mei Yuanchen thought, no wonder my master didn't teach me this set of Zhenwu swordsmanship. Although this swordsmanship is exquisite, it falls into a rut and traps itself in the moves. It often pursues the complexity and subtlety of the moves, but loses the ability to injure the enemy and win. original intention. The swordsmanship of "Yi" is completely different, the moves are simple, but every move is aimed at hurting the enemy. The sword is resolute, and the moves can be executed quickly, swiftly and accurately without any delay, making it difficult for the enemy to evade and defend. It truly lives up to the "killing skills" mentioned by the master!
"There are so many bad guys who want to harm dad, why don't I teach this set of sword skills to the guards in the mansion! It's better to save them some damage." Mei Yuanchen couldn't help but think.
