Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 70 Where to Get Autumn Frost

Frost Moon, Rusty Knife.

This knife is not a good knife.

The knife marks that can be cut are indeed impeccable.

Just like this knife technique derived from chopping wood is not exquisite, but it is extremely interesting.

"Zhuangzi" once said that unworthy wood will sink if it is used as a boat, rot if it is used as a coffin, or be destroyed if it is used as a vessel. However, because there is nothing to use, it can avoid being felled and spend the rest of its life in the mountains.

The origin of this Chaishan Eighteenth Road is very strange. He bought it from a beggar carrying a black steel pole in Chang'an City in the Jinyong Jianghu for a price of ten taels.

The "Chaishan Eighteen-way Knife Technique" is simple and unadorned, pointing directly at the key points, every time the knife is used, it can cut down all kinds of unworthy wood and turn unworthy wood into fuelwood.

The same is true for chopping people with one knife, without explanation.

But here lies the paradox.

This "Chaishan Eighteen-way Saber Technique" has been practiced to a high level and can hit without exception, cutting without interruption, but it can only target dead objects such as wood.

There was no dodging, no false moves, no parrying, and this saber technique only had the chopping chop, which was earth-shattering, as if swinging a knife was just for swinging a knife, as if chopping wood was just for chopping wood.

There were also people who wanted to save the chaff from the chaff, but with a little bit of change and interpretation, this knife technique became a ridiculous trick of the rivers and lakes, and it no longer had the original sharpness.

At this time, the real "wood of incompetence" has gone around and returned to the original point, becoming this vulgar and superficial martial art.

In the face of complex and changeable rivers and lakes fighting, this kind of sword technique is useless, and only someone like Jiang Wen who can upgrade martial arts by relying on experience points will raise this martial arts deduction to the extreme in boredom. The other side of the tasteless martial arts——

It's close to Tao.

Chaishan eighteen-way saber technique is superficial, but it contains the Taoist avenue of "being between what is good and what is not". It is suitable for Hong Wending, who is obsessed with boxing moves, to learn.

With his understanding, if he wants to embark on an unprecedented path, he must break away from the stereotypes, imitate nature, and forget the form after getting the meaning.Otherwise, no matter how advanced martial arts Jiang Wen showed him to enlighten him, he would still be a toddler in Handan, and would eventually fall into the lower class.

In the Taoist temple on a moonlit night, Hong Wending took over the blunt rusty hatchet and began to chop firewood one by one. His face was suddenly stunned and doubtful. In the end, all emotions gradually merged into the soft sound, and his face sank like a courtyard well. the water.

"Hero Jiang, can you discipline your apprentice and let me sleep peacefully for a while."

The little Taoist priest from Huixian Temple came out from the side room of the main hall, and found Jiang Wen with a helpless expression.

Jiang Wen thought for a while, and guessed that the little Taoist priest was disturbed by chopping firewood in the middle of the night, and quickly said apologetically, "I'm sorry, our master and apprentice got a lot out of martial arts discussions in the middle of the night, so we couldn't help but practice."

But the little Taoist shook his hand and said, "It's not Jiang Daxia like this. I'm used to the turmoil in Taoist temples after autumn."

"Then what do you mean?" Jiang Wen was at a loss.

The little Taoist shivered three times when he was blown by the cold wind.

"Come with me to see another apprentice of yours."

"...What did Ningdie do again?"

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Jiang Wen and the little Taoist walked into the hall, and found that Ning Die was lying on her side on the floor of the hall, but her head was covered strangely by the quilt, and there was some movement.

Jiang Wen, who sensed that something was wrong, lifted the quilt suddenly, and saw the little apprentice hiding underneath was happily eating pastries, and the bed and mouth were covered with crumbs.

Seeing his master appearing, he was stunned for a moment and his first reaction was to throw all the leftover cakes into his mouth, his face puffed up like a greedy squirrel, and then he pretended to ask nonchalantly.

"What are you doing to me? (Master, what do you want me to do)?"

"There is something to eat, but I don't want to think about Master!"

Jiang Wenchuli was furious.

When the master and apprentice looked at each other, the little Taoist sighed quietly, "After I fell asleep, I heard people walking around four times in a row, and finally found out that the pastry was lost... How can your apprentice be so light-hearted?"

"Hey, forgive her for the mistakes she made because she was young." Jiang Wen covered his face and sighed.

The little Taoist said helplessly: "Master likes sweet-scented osmanthus flavor the most. I don't know why I lost more than half of the sweet-scented osmanthus I collected in autumn. The rest I just made these sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. I'm afraid Master will be very angry if he finds out..."

Ningdie hurriedly swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her mouth, choked and rolled her eyes, and finally said unconvinced: "You slander people innocently! I obviously stole it three times, why say it is four times!"

"Ning Die, do you still need to slander your innocence? Isn't it that you have almost smeared yourself?"

Jiang Wen patted his forehead and sighed, "Xiao Daoist, I have caused you trouble tonight, we'd better spend the night in another place. And the girl in purple, come out too."

After saying this, the room was silent, and people who didn't know what was inside occupied the majority.

Jiang Wen helped Ningdie pack the bedding, and said slowly without raising his head: "Girl in purple, if I guessed correctly, you just sneaked in from the alchemy room and peeked at the old Taoist meditating for a while. Bar?"

As soon as these words came out, laughter like silver bells suddenly came from the roof of Sanqing Hall, and it was Yuan Ziyi who jumped down from the beam as light as a feather and looked at Jiang Wen in surprise.

"Master Jiang, how do you know that I was the fourth one to walk by?"

Jiang Wen said angrily: "Yuanhuazi lit a strange fragrance in the alchemy room, once it gets on it, it will linger. At this time, the old Taoist is meditating all night, there must be other people sneaking in."

Jiang Wen didn't say the rest.

Because the second half of the sentence is, if anyone would follow them to this Taoist temple boringly, it would only be Yuan Ziyi who I saw during the day.

Yuan Ziyi didn't care either, Zishan Xuefu was very conspicuous in the hall, casually glanced at the little Taoist priest, and told him to stop talking, not daring to look up at this graceful and graceful girl.

"Master Jiang, Sister Yan and I both admire your accomplishments in martial arts. She is too embarrassed to ask for advice, so I have to speak. I hope you don't refuse."

Yuan Ziyi was not polite at all when Yan Wingchun accidentally hit and snatched the talk during the day.

Jiang Wen shook his head again and again: "Where do I know any martial arts, it's all for the foil of my colleagues in the rivers and lakes."

"...Master Jiang really speaks quickly."

Yuan Ziyi's smile froze for a moment, and then he said, "Just now, the little girl accidentally heard Jiang's head teaching martial arts to his apprentices. The interesting meaning is very interesting, and the mystery may not even be understood by the teacher, so I come here to ask for advice. Your honor I evade it from time to time, could it be that I look down on my crude martial arts?"

Yuan Ziyi casually moved out five teachers.

First of all, I know that you know this martial art, don't hide it.

Secondly, Jiang Wen claimed to know the five masters through Nan Shaolin, and he used this excuse to approach them. If he continued to pretend to be stupid at this time, it would be a complete loss of face.

Seeing Jiang Wen showing off his kung fu tonight, Yuan Ziyi has already made up his mind that he must learn a trick and a half from here before leaving!
"Miss Yuan, if you want to learn martial arts, come with me to change places. Walking west along the Jiuqu River, there is a Zhizhi Nunnery. Let's go there to deal with it overnight."

Yuan Ziyi smiled like a flower when he heard the words, and the dimple on his left cheek was slightly dimpled.

Sensing Yuan Ziyi's success, Jiang Wen also specially explained: "Every school is different, and each master has his own strengths and weaknesses. It's normal. I definitely don't mean to look down on the five masters' martial arts."

Yuan Ziyi asked persistently: "Then what are your strengths and weaknesses, Master Jiang?"

Jiang Wen explained: "I don't have...ahem, I know a little bit about everything."

"Really just a little bit?" Yuan Ziyi frowned and muttered, feeling that the person in front of him lived in a remote corner of the mountain and was still secretive, which was very weird.

Jiang Wen smiled honestly.

"Yes, just a few hundred million points."

(End of this chapter)