Journey to the Heavens from Wudang

Chapter 308 Sword Armor Qi Lianhua!

Qi Lianhua!
He has many identities, the sword armor of the Spring and Autumn Thirteen Armors!
Xu Fengnian's grandfather, Wu Su's father, a famous scholar of Western Chu.At this time, the person standing opposite Zhang Yange looked like a down and out old man.

The Thirteen Armors of the Spring and Autumn Period, Li Chungang of the Sword Armor, Qi Lianhua of the Sword Armor.

However, unlike Li Chungang, he only appeared briefly in the arena, and then disappeared.So much so that his name was overshadowed by Gu Jiantang later.

It has become the No.1 knife in the world!
Regarding his question, Zhang Yange just smiled and did not answer.

"For some reason, the warriors in this rivers and lakes always raise their swords and suppress their knives. They are all murderous things, so there is no difference." Qi Lianhua said to himself when Zhang Yange didn't answer.

"Come out!"

Nangong jumped down from a tree...

At night, she naturally also found Qi Lianhua.

Song Nianqing was looking after the house, so she came with her.

Nangong stood beside Zhang Yange, Qi Lianhua looked at Nangong and said, "He is practicing swordsmanship wholeheartedly."

Nangong could naturally see the terrifying saber intent in the old man in front of him.

"Who is senior?" Nangong couldn't help asking.

"I'm an old man with no name and no surname." Qi Lianhua said.

Since people said so, Zhang Yange would not point out his identity annoyingly.

Nangong found that she seemed to be in the way here, because Qi Lianhua and Zhang Yange had no intention of opening their mouths because of her appearance.

"Talk." Nangong turned and left angrily.

After Nangong left Qi Lianhua said, "Are you friends with Xiaonian?"

"En." Zhang Yange nodded.

"Do you know the identity of the old man?" Qi Lianhua asked.

"Understood, senior is Sword Armor Qi Lianhua." Zhang Yange said truthfully.

"Sword armor? Qi Lianhua?" He squinted his eyes and smiled, "Then Qi Lianhua's eyes are high and his hands are low in his life. He has asked for many things. He asked for calligraphy to surpass the ancients, for the prosperity of his family, for the longevity of the Great Chu Kingdom, and for the well-being of the common people. Nothing is achieved, empty-handed.

My name is Wu Jiang now! "

"Senior Wu." Zhang Yange cupped his fists, and he respected this senior who was named after Li Chungang.

"I rented the yard next door to you." Qi Lianhua said, "I heard that your handwriting is ugly, so learn it from me."

He said the last half of the sentence in a pleading tone.

"It's my thanks for Xiaonian's mother, for protecting Xiaonian through two trips."

Feeling sorry for the parents of the world, Zhang Yange felt that he could learn how to forge a sword, and practicing calligraphy was no big deal.

"Success." Zhang Yange laughed.

Seeing that Zhang Yange agreed, a smile appeared on Qi Lianhua's skinny face.

When Zhang Yange went back at night, Song Nianqing was still waiting. Seeing that he was fine, Song Nianqing fell asleep.

Qi Lianhua was the kind of person who left the world astounded and then disappeared. The sage of the Western Chu Dynasty, with a stroke of fortune, was known as the seal script and cursive script, and he was second in the millennium list.

But in the early Spring and Autumn Period, Qi Lianhua, who was born in a wealthy family, was recognized as a giant in the calligraphy world. He was an official in the Great Chu Dynasty and edited in the Hanlin. The history books of the former dynasty died without any illness, so at that time they had the nicknames Qi Banbu and Tianhualang, the latter insinuating that Qi Lianhua would only add to the icing on the cake but not give timely help.

As for how he and Wu Su's mother met, I'm afraid only the person involved knows now.

Zhang Yange went next door the next day with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Since Zhang Yange helped Song Nianqing forge the sword, he has been concentrating on raising the sword all day.

Qi Lianhua saw Zhang Yange's cheap pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and couldn't help but read for a long time.Then he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he prepared for Zhang Yange to use.

The old man sat aside and muttered, so he asked Zhang Yange to write.

It should be a Fu that Zhang Yange has never heard before.

Not to mention the obscure, there are still many characters that Zhang Yange doesn't know how to write.

Qi Lianhua's eyes twitched as he read the article.

"It's better to use your own ink pen next time." Qi Lianhua said.

This is the first time Zhang Yange learned something and was rejected by others...

In the evening, Qi Lianhua gave Zhang Yange the word Yong and told him to go back and copy it.During the meal, Chen Yu called Zhang Yange three times before going to eat.

Song Nianqing knew it at a glance, and said dissatisfiedly, "If you don't learn a good sword, what kind of sword do you practice!"

Nangong was attracted by the word yong, but she was too embarrassed to read more.

Zhang Yange said, "It's okay, I asked the owner of this word, and he said you are qualified to read it."

Zhang Yange can naturally see that the character "Yong" is a saber move.

But Zhang Yange, who has been despised for a day today, is unwilling to copy this word and let the matter be over.

"Copying this is very simple." Nangong felt that he would have a day to turn around.

She picked up the pen and wrote down the word "Yong" easily.

Being under the pressure of this guy all the time... Bah!

I have been overwhelmed by this guy all the time, and today I can finally beat him once.

"What I'm worried about is not copying the word, but copying his meaning!" Zhang Yange took the pen from Nangong's hand as he spoke.

It was natural for the two to have skin-to-skin contact. Zhang Yange held his breath and wrote the word "Yong" after it was covered with thick ink.

Nangong looked at it once, then turned around and left.

Sometimes the god of learning says that he didn't perform well in the exam, really don't believe it.

Zhang Yange's word "Yong" has already escaped from Qi Lianhua's shackles, but Zhang Yange's saber intent seems to be less meaningful than his.

In the end, Zhang Yange casually carried the knife and practiced his eight skills in the yard.

Nangong stood aside with an ugly expression, Song Nianqing asked, "What's wrong..."

"Nothing!" Nangong said coldly.

After practicing the Eight Skills of the Sword more than a dozen times, Zhang Yange ran into the room and wrote down the word "Yong" that he was most satisfied with.

The next day Qi Lianhua saw Zhang Yange and asked, "How?"

Zhang Yange took out the achievements he had made overnight.

"I only copied one copy?" Qi Lianhua thought it shouldn't be. Although this kid's handwriting is average, his talent is really nothing to say.

Or it's not working hard...

As a result, when the word "Yong" came into view, Qi Lianhua was stunned.

In his eyes, the word "Yong" is already very strong, although the writing skills are still a little immature.But the most important thing is that this word "Yong" actually understood his sword intent thoroughly.

Originally, Qi Lianhua thought that he only needed to comprehend that sword technique.Where Zhang Yange even learned the sword intent.

"Just one night?"

"En." Zhang Yange smiled. "Stay serious all night."

Qi Lianhua sized Zhang Yange up and down, "Today I will teach you running calligraphy!"

"En." Zhang Yange nodded. "To be honest, I really think this calligraphy is interesting now."

"Somewhat interesting?" Qi Lianhua snorted coldly. "You learned it."

So one of them taught sincerely, and the other studied desperately.

In six months, Zhang Yange had thoroughly learned Qi Lianhua's calligraphy.Counting the days, Xu Fengnian should come back, so Qi Lianhua left directly.

　The third more...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)