The early morning sunshine slanted across the valley, birds were chirping, and mist drifted in the forest tops, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. Guo Chuanlin's vest, armbands and leggings were filled with iron sand, which was as heavy as someone clinging to his hands and feet. He picked up the barrel and walked along the rugged mountain road like flying. Huashan Mountain has always been famous for its steepness. It is not easy to climb empty, not to mention the addition of a pair of heavy barrels. However, Guo Chuanlin has long been accustomed to working and does not feel hard.
The place he wants to go is Hanli Spring at the top of Luoyan Peak.
Jiaguan, thousands of miles away, has long been reduced to ruins. Not long after the Huashan Sect hurriedly evacuated Geling Town, the Western Region Vajra Gate drove monsters to invade in large numbers, setting off a bloody storm. Zhao Bohai changed his previous caution and devoted all his strength to attack Jiaguan. As soon as the monks from the fairy city arrived one after another, they stabilized the situation. In order to control the situation, Shi Xiang, the governor of Jiaguan, has surrendered. Zhao Bohai firmly occupies Xiongguan. He can advance and attack, retreat and defend. The country is picturesque, all under the threat of the rebels' iron hoof.
No one knows that before the war broke out, the tiger demon envoy made a small deal with Huashan Sect Li Xiyi. The envoy made an oath that if he achieves something in the future, he should serve Li Xiyi for a hundred years at his request. , Li Xiyi gave the small bronze sword to the other party, and used a white tiger spirit to help him achieve the Dharma. Humans and demons pursue the Tao, but end up with the same destination. The Tao oath is above all oaths. It does not establish words, but points directly to the heart. What is said is followed, and no one can violate it. In order to show his sincerity, the envoy monarch immediately presented a "letter of surrender" to help Li Xiyi kill the eight-fingered tutuo of the Vajra Gate. The swordsman and the big demon joined forces. Even though the eight-fingered tutuo had all kinds of means, he could only die of hatred and break the virtual law. He couldn't see through people's hearts, couldn't predict bad luck, and couldn't predict his own fate. Until his death, he couldn't figure out why Feng Shijun suddenly turned against him.
Li Shi, the leader of the Huashan faction, avoided a disaster and led a group of leaders to return to Huashan safely to recuperate and accumulate strength. In this way, Guo Chuanlin stayed away from Geling Town, away from Jiaguan, away from the rebels, away from the Korean soldiers, and far away from the past of his life. He slept in the open air and traveled a long distance to the unfamiliar Luoyan Peak.
There are one peak and three peaks in the south peak of Huashan Mountain, with Luoyan Peak in the middle, Songhui Peak to the east and Xiaozi Peak to the west. As the head disciple, Li Yizhu lived in a quiet courtyard on Luoyan Peak. From the first day he returned to Luoyan Peak, He taught Guo Chuanlin how to practice martial arts according to the Eight Classics.
Guo Chuanlin picks up a pair of large wooden barrels every morning, starts from the mountainside, and hikes to the Hanli Spring on the top of the mountain to fetch water. He makes seven trips back and forth to fill the large water tank in the woodshed to supply water for the day. At first, he was carrying a small bucket empty-handed. Senior brother Hong Kun took him on several trips, including walking on a single-plank bridge, crossing the back of a carp, and climbing up a random arrow slope. Later, he put on a sand vest, sand armbands and sand leggings, and then the small bucket was replaced by a big bucket. , the yellow sand was replaced by iron sand. A year later, Guo Chuanlin could already carry two buckets full of spring water and walk quickly on the steep mountain road.
This year he had to put on a very hard show. Under the eyes of Li Shi, the head of the Huashan School, he had to not show any flaws, but also show that he was a talent that could be developed. It was extremely difficult to grasp the right balance. The monsters he devoured had too little flesh and blood, and his body was more agile and stronger than ordinary martial arts practitioners, so he could not compete with the monks. On that day, Li Shi summoned Yuan Yin energy to resist the envoy. Although he was at a disadvantage, his methods were far more powerful than those of ordinary martial arts practitioners. All he can do. In the dead of night, looking up at the stars, Guo Chuanlin couldn't help but think that Huashan Mountain was full of energetic fellow disciples. What kind of opportunities would it be if he let go of his heart, fed on humans, and refined essence, flesh, and blood?
This thought passed by like a fleeting thought, but was never put into action.
During this year, Li Yizhu never taught him swordsmanship. When his brothers and sisters were practicing swordplay, he always avoided looking at him. The master didn't teach anything, so he must have his own plans. Guo Chuanlin was very calm, and he believed that Li Yizhu would definitely fulfill his promise to "Cheng San Table" The promises you make, everything in front of you is preparation for the future, just like the fruits in the mountains, it takes time to mature. Li Qixian, on the other hand, couldn't hold himself back and whispered something in his father's ear from time to time. He felt that Junior Brother Guo was putting the cart before the horse because he only practiced hard skills in the outside world and became tall and strong, but made no progress in martial arts and sword skills.
Li Yizhu looked at the floating clouds on the horizon and said leisurely: "Your junior brother can endure hardship and can keep his composure. This is better than you and better than me. I like this kind of temper. If you can endure hardship without being impatient, in the future, you will be better than me." His attainments in swordsmanship are immeasurable, and I’m afraid neither you nor Hong Kun can match him.”
Li Qixian has a flat mouth. She usually laughs and laughs, but she is actually arrogant. Li Yizhu said that she is not as good as her younger brother, but she is not convinced.
The shadows of Xianyuntan Lake are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns. In the afternoon of this day, Li Yizhu called Guo Chuanlin to his side and handed him a thick-backed hatchet, which was like half a door panel. It was so heavy that he pointed at the cliff. The big tree nearby was as thick as two people's arms, and the apprentice was asked to chop it down with all his strength. Guo Chuanlin looked up at the treetops. The dense branches and leaves blocked the sky. He thought, it is so tall and thick. It is not easy to grow so big. It can be chopped into firewood for several years!
Li Yizhu urged: "Hurry up!"
Guo Chuanlin grinned, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the tree, spit into his palm, picked up the hatchet, and chopped it down with all his strength. The blade was bitten by the tree trunk and could not be pulled out for a moment. .
Li Yizhu stretched out his hand, pulled out the hatchet from the tree trunk, pointed at the blade and praised: "You have good physical strength, you can cut so deep, almost half of it is bitten in."
Guo Chuanlin estimated: "It will take three to five days to chop this tree into firewood. We need to find a dry and sheltered place to pile it up. Wet firewood is not easy to burn, and there is a lot of smoke, which can irritate your eyes."
Li Yizhu glared at him and sneered: "Who wants to cut down this tree? There is a lot of firewood on the mountain. You can just pick it up. Spending so much effort to cut down the tree is a waste of energy! Look carefully -" He raised his hands The knees were slightly bent, the waist and abdomen exerted force, and the hatchet was turned in a circle, using the momentum of the rotation to make a false cut. The strong wind blew out of the air and stirred up the dust.
Li Yizhu put away the hatchet and asked, "Do you understand?"
Guo Chuanlin nodded, turned around, swung his knife, and slashed people. This was not difficult. Li Yizhu dropped the hatchet and taught him the key points of this knife without hesitation, including how to grip the ground with his feet, how to exert force on his waist and abdomen, and how to rotate his arms. The power of this knife came from the earth under his feet, not from his own power alone. Brute force. Guo Chuanlin was eager to try. He picked up the hatchet and made several gestures. Then he tried the knife clumsily. This time, the hatchet completely sank into the trunk of the tree, even the back of the knife did not go in.
Just one more turn, but the power is incomparable.
"This is the swordsmanship I want to teach you!" Li Yizhu pulled out his usual big sword, took a deep breath, and spun quickly on the spot. His feet drew an arc on the mud, moving left and right, forward and back. , with the utmost ability to change things, the blade of the sword reflects the sunlight, destroying everything, and is invincible.
Guo Chuanlin could clearly see that once the sword force of such wide opening and closing was used, it was like a dragon's gate overlapping waves, each sword was more violent than the last. If he could not defeat the enemy as soon as possible, his body would not be able to withstand the heavy pressure, and his bones and tendons would inevitably be broken. Crack, collapse first. Li Yizhu had good intentions and spent a whole year instructing him to strengthen his muscles and body. If he didn't have enough foundation, how could he master the fierce and fierce swordsmanship?
Li Yizhu pumped up his Qigong, lowered his sword power, and said in a deep voice: "The 'Sorrowful Wind Whirling Sword' passed down by the master is different from any other swordsmanship in the Huashan School. My master did not pass it on to Qixian and Hong Kun. They can't afford it." That suffering, let me pass it on to you now!"
