Dulonggang is a place deep in the mountains.
A breeze came, and Li Ying's flying knife flashed past, half-chopping a few fallen leaves a hundred steps away.
This flying knife technique is similar to archery. The emphasis is on speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. It is related to strength, angle, speed, and sometimes even wind speed. Therefore, accuracy is very important in controlling distance.
Within a hundred steps, he can hit hundreds of shots, and he is already a master. Not only are the distance and lethality of flying knives inferior to those of arrows, but you can also shoot a volley of flying knives with good archery skills, and even a chain of arrows can be launched faster than you can.
But who would have thought that looking at him alone, he would suddenly take out several throwing knives from his back and kill people in an instant. The main focus was on surprise. The smaller the throwing knives, the faster and easier to carry.
The ancestral flying knives of the Li family have all kinds of styles in the library, and there are also poisonous ones that make it hard to guard against.
Since Master Zhou Tong left a month ago, his strength has greatly increased. If he had to deal with the last fire, he would not be so embarrassed.
Moreover, during this period of time, Li Feidao has achieved great success, and his learning ability is evident, but if he wants to become more diligent, he still has to accumulate over time.
He pulled off the black cloth covering his eyes and looked at the delicate knife in his hand. In fact, he was still not satisfied. The direct shooting distance and the number of flying knives were still not enough. One hundred steps sounded very far, but it was actually only sixty or seventy meters. If the accuracy was not enough, no matter how far it was, it would be in vain.
I can't help but feel a little sleepy as I think about it. Yes, I have been practicing day and night for the past few months, and my body is still too young to bear it. Although I have the idea of exercising endurance, I should also relax in an appropriate way.
Suddenly, I smelled the aroma of wine, and a cow riding on the old road slowly approached along the stream. It was like a scene in a painting:
The old Taoist recited poems happily, while the little beast stopped to smell and jumped drunkenly into the fragrant bushes.
The slow stream ding-dong chases the green tail and plays, and the ox-tail trembles to chase away mosquitoes.
The wind rustles with the fragrance of wine, and the forest rustles like the sound of heavenly bells.
I stole half a day's leisure in my life, and I fell into the world and ignored the worldly affairs.
As for what poem he recited, let’s hear:
I have a cup of friends that I can never finish drinking in a thousand days.
If you look for Qiong Yao Pond, you will get the Bodhisattva in advance.
Don’t ask for gold or silver, just ask for your heart’s wish.
I came here today and met a young man by chance.
Seeing how proficient this veteran was in reciting, he knew that the first three sentences were fixed lines, and he was afraid that he would change the last sentence whenever he met someone.
His appearance does not resemble that of a warrior like his master. His eyebrows go into his temples and neck, his cheekbones are trimmed, his forehead is wide and his body is round, his face is pale and yellow, he has a straight eyebrow, a black mark on the corner of his left eyebrow and tattoos on his feet that look like a turtle, and he is eight feet and two inches tall. He is wearing a Huayang scarf, a sword on his waist, and a Taoist crown erect, but he still looks immortal and not annoying.
Really:
Deep in the forest, there is a singing deer, but the young man cannot see anything.
A bit of cold light appears, and a leaf is worth two cents.
Suddenly I heard the old cow mooing, and the breeze blew into my ears.
The reason is that the guest is riding here, but he looks like an old fairy.
"Young man, I have seen the old immortal." Li Ying bowed his hands.
"Hahaha, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, I'm an experienced traveler here, I hope I didn't disturb the young master." He raised his head and drank, his mouth was not wet, his hair was not messy, he was indescribably chic, and he was 13 levels better than his master.
I didn’t dare to accept it, but I didn’t refuse it. There might not be no immortals in this world, so it’s always good to maintain a sense of awe. “No, no, the kid’s tricks are crude, and the old gods are laughing at him.”
Seeing that the old Taoist was still on the cow and had no intention of coming down, he knew that he was either a master or a fool.
"Where there."
"Old god, do you also like drinking?"
"The only one who can relieve your worries is Du Kang. Why don't you love him?" The old Taoist stroked the gourd with a smile on his face.
"Can you lend me a look?"
"Yes." He threw the gourd lightly and fell into Li Ying's hand. After opening it and smelling it, he felt refreshed and his internal strength increased a lot. It was really good.
"The wine in the hands of the old immortal is good wine. It smells fresh and looks transparent. It is not like jade liquid but also like fairy wine. It may be wonderful to drink, but..." Li Ying deliberately stopped his mouth. .
"Oh, so what?" The old Taoist became interested. The wine was already like this, so how could it be good wine?
"This wine is like wine but not wine."
The old Taoist leaned forward slightly and raised his right eyebrow, "How do you say this?"
"This starts from the original meaning of wine. "Hanshu Shihuo Zhi" records: 'Wine is the chief of all kinds of happiness. And wine drinkers are the beauty of the world.', among the old immortal gourds, although Wine, however, is mixed with all kinds of strange things. It smells sweet and unusual. It is better to call it medicinal wine than to call it wine. Even though it has some great tonic effects, the secret of wine is lost in the hodgepodge.
Wine is intoxicating, and even its most basic functions cannot be satisfied, which is not enough to be called wine. "
The old Taoist thought for a while, then raised his head and smiled, "Haha, it makes sense. Master, after studying it like this, can't there be a better wine?"
"Of course." He said and handed over the water bag. This time, of course, it was not Coke, but the high-strength alcohol distilled in his own workshop.
The old man opened the cork and smelled it. The fragrance of peach blossoms hit his nostrils. He thought that I had added some miscellaneous things, but he still had a sip.
His head suddenly went up, and if he didn't suppress it deliberately, he would actually feel a little drunk.
I can be considered as someone who has never been drunk after a thousand drinks. I haven’t felt like this in many years, so I couldn’t help but shout, “Good wine.”
"Hahaha, it's really good wine. Even the gods won't leave after drinking this wine. Master, this wine is not only fragrant with peach aroma, but also very strong. Does it have a name?"
"The name of the wine is quite simple, Ten Miles of Peach Blossom."
"It's very appropriate. I'm used to hearing about jade liquid, nectar and hundred-flower fairy dew, but now that I think about it, I feel like it doesn't live up to its name."
Li Ying's eyes narrowed. It seemed that this old man was indeed not simple. He wanted to test it a little more.
"I think the old immortal, with his immortal demeanor, must be famous all over the world. Do you know the old immortal's Taoist name?"
The old Taoist took another sip and said, "Old Taoist, the name is Yan Kezi, I don't know, I don't know, hahaha."
What, Yan Kezi, this name may not be familiar to some people, his other Taoist name is more famous, Chunyangzi, why don’t you know who Chunyangzi is?
It doesn't matter, you know Lu Dongbin. He was originally the founder of the Danding Sect of Taoism in the Tang Dynasty. He was later revered as one of the "Five Northern Ancestors" by the Quanzhen Sect. The Taoist sect called him "Lu Zu" and one of the Eight Immortals in the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea.
If you didn't believe in gods before, you have to believe it now. It's still the same as before. No matter whether you can beat someone or not, you have to dress them down. As for whether it's etiquette or physical principles, it all depends on whether you can beat someone or not.
With a straight hair, straight crown, straight sleeves, straight hair, swung robe, bent down, and bowed again, "Young man Li Ying, I have met Emperor Fuyou, Patriarch of Chunyang."
Why do you think I, Li Ying, am too attentive? If you have no ambition, who would want to be a lowly person? I'm just laughing but you can't see through it, huh.
Other immortals do not have to be like this, but this is Lu Dongbin. It is said that in the Northern Song Dynasty, "Chen Xing Lu" and "Yueyang Fengtu Ji" were recorded:
During the Zhidao period of the Northern Song Dynasty, when Lu Dongbin passed through Yueyang, he rested under an ancient pine tree in the south of the city. An old monk came down from the top of the tree, bowed to him, gave him pitiful advice, and said that he was Lu Xian. Dong Bin was very surprised and surprised that this man was extraordinary, so he gave him a pill of elixir and wrote a poem on the wall.
Who doesn't love a generous immortal? Besides, he bowed before him without kowtow.
Lu Dongbin waved his sleeves clearly, as if to isolate something, "Oh, but it was exposed. I shouldn't have walked around the world with my name, right?"
"The boy found out by accident."
"It's fate that we meet each other. You gave me a fine wine today, and I have something in return. I don't know what you want." At this time, don't make random requests, and don't refuse easily.
"The boy's family is quite attentive and happy. He is somewhat confident that he will take the imperial examination in a few years. In fact, he has nothing else to ask for."
Although you don't refuse casually, you can pull it appropriately. You don't need money or an official position. It's up to you to give it. It's better to get some elixirs and magical medicines to ascend in one day. No matter how hard it is, it's okay to practice Taoist magic and immortality. It's not impossible to slowly become an immortal through cultivation.
"I see that you have mastered both internal and external skills. I have three swords here. Are you willing to learn them?"
"I dare not say no to the gift given by the elder." Li Ying was still wondering whether he should say it was given by the immortal, but he should be open-minded.
"The world says that I flew a sword to take a human head, and I chopped it very hard. There are actually three swords. One cuts off the worries of ignorance, the second cuts off anger and anger, and the third cuts off greed. I want to pass it on to you, can you?"
