Chapter 46: Fish leaping at the dragon gate of Jinlanting, Qingcheng Mountain angrily killed horse thieves
“Wen Hua, why not afford to buy a good sword without money? I hope you can keep carrying the broken wood sword to make a name for the world. At that time, according to the brother’s agreement, you invite me to eat beef, and I applaud you.”
The old man in sheepskin fur is the older generation of sword god Li Chungang, which is unexpected to Xu Fengnian. Thinking of Xu Xiao’s comments in listening to Chaoting Pavilion, plus a string of water swords and an umbrella sword are still vivid in my mind, which is shocking to the extreme. Xu Fengnian believed that Jiang Ni’s mouth was the best, but no matter how thin the old crane was, it was not comparable to chickens and ducks on the ground. Why not lose to Wang Xianzhi and was broken by the wooden horse and cow. The old man with broken arms still broke the red armor of the talisman with one finger. If he gave him another sword, what kind of sword intent would he have?
Xu Fengnian’s leg was smashed by Jiang Ni with a worth of gold-worthy fire-nil inkstone for one hundred times, and frowned and said, “If you smash it again, my leg is fine. Your uncle Jiang Taiya’s treasure will be destroyed. You are a prodigal girl, don’t feel sorry, I still feel sorry.”
Jiang Ni vented most of the stuffyness in his chest and hid the ancient inkstone carefully. In fact, where can she hide it? Xu Fengnian picked up a stack of cooked rice paper on the table that he did not expect. He was a little surprised. It was not worse than the tribute Daqian Xuan in Jiangnan Road. He pulled out one of the thin pieces of rice paper and shook it, which was as thin as an egg membrane but was extremely tough. This cooked Xuan, which ate less ink, was more suitable for fine brushwork than raw Xuan. Xu Fengnian was in a good mood and even had the idea of leaving Yingzun to ask the owner of the house for dozens of rice paper. In this way, Xu Fengnian didn’t care whether there was an ancient fire-mill inkstone. He personally grounded a natural toad-shaped yellow Lu stone inkstone on the table, took the Guandong Liaowei, hung the ginger mud aside, and used his memory to carefully draw the talisman to draw the mysterious pattern on the red armored man.
Four pieces of rice paper were used on the four parts of the chest, back, hands and feet of the red-armored man, and then several multiple-covered cloud seal scripts were gradually separated and drawn in a single picture. The clouds were lingering, the star map was obscure, and many Buddhist Sanskrit words were really a physical work that had no end.
Xu Fengnian draws these carefully several times more difficult than practicing a knife. Before I knew it, the mood of heavy rain beating fat banana leaves outside the window was gone. I saw the dusk was dark, and Xu Fengnian rubbed his eyes, covered in ink. The blue bird walked into the house gently and handed a hot towel. Xu Fengnian wiped his face and hands, looking tired. This job was really exhausting, for fear that a stroke would lead to a thousand miles of error. Qingbird said lightly, “Your Highness, those people outside the courtyard were told to leave by the servants.”
Xu Feng breathed out a long sigh, and one of his hands subconsciously rubbed the embroidered winter knife close to him, nodded gently, “I am busy, I have no intention of talking nonsense to them. If I think of something but don’t have time to write it down, maybe they will lose their official hats and errands that day. Qingbird, please find out who the owner of this house is. Just a brief look, there are quite some considerations in calligraphy, painting, bronze steles, calligraphy, and papers here. It is not something that ordinary wealthy people can put on. By the way, I will ask about the familiarity on the table.I want fifty or sixty dollars to use it on the road. “
The blue bird nodded and left. Xu Fengnian found Jiang Ni on tiptoe and secretly glanced at the things he had drawn. He was too lazy to expose and point it out, just to repay the girl to reveal the secret. Sword God and Wooden Horse and Ox, Xu Fengnian couldn’t help but think of the two swords as soon as he remembered these two names.
Xu Fengnian shook his neck, picked up Xiudong and Chunlei swords, and came to the yard. Jiang Ni stood in the corridor holding the secret book, reluctant to leave, and he earned several taels of silver every word and penny. Today, he earned several taels of silver less than usual. Xu Fengnian concentrated his energy and pulled out the spring thunder, imitating the old sword god’s posture of holding an umbrella and stabbed the ground, but he just inserted the spring thunder into the stone slab, without any sword intention. Xu Fengnian stabbed for more than ten times in a row, but he couldn’t do anything. He squatted on the ground, silently.
The pattern on the body of Fu Jiang Hong’s armor can be copied, but it is difficult to secretly learn the sword intent.
Jiang Ni, who is full of justice, does not want to be a female hero who can eliminate violence and peace. She said angrily: “I’m so shameless, I’ll steal it! ”
Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and slowed down his movements, extremely slow, so slow that he could feel the energy in his body condensed in the right arm of the knife, and his muscles were trembling slightly, and then integrated with the blade, and finally concentrated on the tip of the knife.
On Wudang Mountain, riding a cow taught the unknown circle boxing technique. At first, the action was broken down as light as clouds and water. Xu Fengnian practiced fast swords. Therefore, the “Lvshui Pavilion Jiazi Practice Sword Record” read on the mountain was all about swordsmanship. Although practicing swords to seek speed, he also knew that slow swords were more difficult. In the end, he could completely forget the speed and slowness. He had no tricks in his heart. He had only one thought and thoughts, and no matter whether it was a sword or a sword, he would have no worries when he tried.
But these are almost no traces to be found, and they are the thoughts of the towers in the sky. How many martial artists in the world have practiced hundreds of thousands of swords and millions of swords to seek this level
Xu Fengnian suddenly exerted force when the tip of the knife was only one inch away from the ground.
One knife is just a simple knife.
Xu Fengnian was a little regretful and murmured: “I’m anxious. “
As he stood up and put the Spring Thunder Knife back, Xu Fengnian stretched and said to himself, “Don’t be anxious, listen to Lao Huang, you have to eat one bite at a time. “
Jiang Ni, who thought something would happen, found that it was just a thunder and raining little, curled his lips. Seeing her expression, Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “I’m just a joke about you, a heroine who is about to be a sword theology of the Sword Theology and is determined to become a new generation of sword gods. Not to mention Xiu Dong, it’s just this three-pound spring thunder. If you can lift a knife with a stick of incense on your arms, I’ll think you read 10,000 words. “
Jiang Ni raised a sword book in his hand and said heavily: “Do you listen or not, I think I have read three thousand words if you don’t listen! “
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, “I won’t listen to it today. I have to draw more while I remember it. Go, count your three thousand words more. ”
Jiang NiyiHer face was disbelief, afraid of another trap. She had suffered losses and plots over the years, and she had already had a slight sneer.
No matter how Jiang Ni thought about it, Xu Fengnian walked into the house without distraction, and continued to curse the Qi Refiner of Longhu Mountain while drawing pictures with great pain.
This job is really like practicing a slow knife, and you have to use your heart and effort every stroke.
The old sword god Li Chungang walked into the yard at some point. Jiang Ni, who was having a headache about how to deal with the ancient inkstone, stopped and saw the old man coming to the place where Xu Fengnian was stabbing, and stopped and looked down.
The old man who was wandering around was caught in with the last knife.
Jiang Ni looked at it for a while and saw that the old man was just in a daze, so he left the yard.
Li Chungang bent over, squinted his eyes and looked at the strange tiny cracks that were stabbed by the last knife, and said, “What kind of knife is obviously more promising to learn swords.”
The old man pulled the sheepskin fur, and shed his hair as soon as he pulled it. He turned around and left, holding Wu Meiniang Yu Youwei stood a little farther away. The old man glanced at the white cat and the plump beauty, and muttered, “This kid has a brain problem. It’s okay if he doesn’t eat cat meat, but he doesn’t even touch this little girl.”
Yu Youwei was furious, but did not dare to speak.
Old Man Li seemed to have lice in his crotch or something. He reached out and scratched his hand, and he would do whatever he felt comfortable. Fortunately, Yu Youwei didn’t see this scene. She walked straight into the yard and saw Xu Fengnian concentrating on what he described. She hesitated for a moment and prepared to go home quietly. She had nothing to do, but she suddenly changed into a completely unfamiliar place and felt uncomfortable. Moreover, the yard where she was in was particularly deep and quiet. Dozens of green bamboos were planted in the yard and read many novels and articles about the gods, foxes and ghosts. She could always think of something floating out of the bamboo forest. Compared to Qingzhu, she prefers soft bananas that are as lush as trees, swaying and sank. Isn’t there a lot here?
Xu Fengnian, who held the pen in his left hand and his right hand, asked with a smile: “Is there something wrong”