Rivers and lakes

Eighteen years ago, Zhang Kailing, who had always kept a low profile and ignored world affairs, for some reason, swung his sword down on the bank of the Yangtze River in front of the heroes of the world.It is said that the surging Yangtze River was cut off because of this.

Countless fish and shrimps in the water were thrown into the air by this sword. It is said that the fish and shrimps near the Yangtze River were all the price of Chinese cabbage that day.

Since then, Zhang Kailing has become famous all over the world with the name of saving tens of thousands of fishermen with one sword.

Less than a year after Han Lu entered the mountain, Zhang Kailing's true inheritance has already been obtained. Although the power is not the same, it has already begun to take shape.

However, this move is powerful, but it has a big disadvantage, that is, it consumes a lot of mind.After a sword strike, not to mention three to five months, at least wait until the moon waxes and wanes to go back and forth before re-casting it to achieve the best effect.

Naturally, the cold road is just practice now, not in this list.

Han Lu was just beginning to look like a great general, Gu Wuyou watched from the side and nodded, and was about to call him, but found that Han Lu was contemplating with frowned eyes, presumably because he had just practiced the sword and found something that didn't make sense, and he was thinking hard.

Could it be that he felt that his sword skills were unreasonable?

The so-called master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual. The same kung fu is taught by the master. How well the disciples practice depends on how well they understand it. Gu Wuyou didn't bother him right now.

But he saw Han Lu stabbing his sword towards the water flow in a trance, with no skill, as if he had no strength.

After doing this several times, Han Lu seemed to realize something, but at the same time he was puzzled.Thinking of this, he raised his head, just in time to see the little martial uncle standing beside him with his head tilted, looking at the long sword in his hand for a moment.

When Han Lu saw Gu Wuyou, there was a slight imperceptible smile in Han Xing's eyes, which had always been indifferent.He looked at Shao Che's younger martial uncle and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Have you realized something?"

There are two types of practice, one is inner family skills and [-] kinds of martial arts, as long as you are willing to work hard, the difference is not big, but the other is enlightenment, the way of swordsmanship, and the way, it all depends on your talent.There is no doubt that Han Lu's current performance is the latter.

Han Lu nodded, and explained his thoughts just now.

There is a saying in the Tao Te Ching that the most soft in the world is the most firm in the world.It is also said that there is nothing in the world that is weaker than water, but there is nothing that can attack the strong, because there is nothing that can be easily defeated.Han Lu used to think that these words were reasonable, but only today did he realize the truth hidden in these words.

"No matter how hard I use the sword, this flowing water can finally make my moves invisible. And," Han Lu plunged the sword into the water again, "Look, is this water swallowing the sword or The sword cuts the water? Then who is more powerful?"

If the sword cut the water, didn't you see that the water was still flowing happily, without being affected by the sword at all.If the water swallows the sword, the sword can leave the water at any time.

But what is the meaning of this sword cutting water?

This kind of mysterious and esoteric Taoism is like the rules of heaven and earth, untouchable and seemingly non-existent, it really tickles people's hearts, but it is also a great joy for martial arts practitioners.At that moment, the two of them thought hard.

However, after being puzzled for a long time, Gu Wuyou simply didn't want to: "Let's put it aside for now, today is our martial arts competition in Yijian Valley, and you are absent, come with me."

Only then did Han Lu remember that today is an internal competition of the sect, and nodded.Standing behind Gu Wuyou, Han Lu saw that Gu Wuyou was about to stand up with the sword, thought for a while, and stepped on Gu Wuyou's sword.

The sword was only of normal length, and when he stepped on the cold road, it was almost clinging to Gu Wuyou's back.It seems that if you get closer, you can smell Gu Wuyou's hair.

Gu Wuyou was able to insist that Yujian was the function of Yin and Yang Zi, and at this time, adding the weight of the cold road, the conscientious Yin and Yang Zi was squeezed by the master, so he had to do his best.

But his heart was more than enough but his strength was not enough, the long sword that was just about to take off shook his body, expressing his protest with a trembling that lasted no longer than a breath.

In the end, the long sword fell silent, and the slender sword body was close to the ground, but he refused to move his sword butt/butt up half a cent.

Gu Wuyou and Changjian looked at each other silently, and when they were defeated, they turned their heads to meet Han Lu's big eyes and said dryly, "It seems that I can't carry you."

Han Lu looked critically at the sword under Gu Wuyou's feet, then got down from the sword expressionlessly, took his own sword, and swept away.

"Wait for me!" Gu Wuyou chased after him.

Han Lu ignored Gu Wuyou, and quietly wiped the sweat from his palms on his clothes.

After returning to the martial arts arena, I saw a group of nephews looking around, either looking at the blue sky and white clouds, or bowing their heads in silence.

Gu Wuyou followed the line of sight of his nephews and looked up at the cloudless high blue sky. He really didn't see a single flower in the cloudless sky.

Just wondering, when he looked down, Gu Wuyou quickly understood what the teachers and nephews meant, and quickly followed the public's line of sight to Lan Tianyouyou.

Oh, how beautiful it is.

But there was a voice that didn't give up.

"Little uncle, save me!"

It is clear that there are only four sounds, but the caller is well versed in the essence of asking for help. He yelled the four words like weeping, complaining, complaining, expressing the little girl's grievances and sufferings incisively and vividly, which is quite troublesome for three days. endless meaning.

So much so that Gu Wuyou, who was inexperienced in the world, couldn't help but look down.

In fact, he just looked along the sound source reflexively, without any meaning, but he immediately reacted when he saw it, and turned around quickly, blaming himself for being troubled.

But Feng Yan, who has already mastered the way of calling for help, is so easy to dismiss?Feng Yan, who was trampled on the ground by Zuo Luo, saw Gu Wuyou's eyes, and immediately wanted to cry. She looked at Gu Wuyou begging for help, and said softly, "Uncle."

Well, these three sounds made Gu Wuyou panic even more than before.

Han Lu frowned slightly.

Standing on Fengyan, the heroic Zuo Luo and the charming and natural Fengyan are the only two women in Yijian Valley. Although they are not direct sisters, it does not hinder the development of their love and resentment.

Seeing Feng Yan who was asking for help again, Zuo Luo kicked her ass and snorted coldly: "You dare to snatch my things, you want to die, return them to me quickly."

Feng Yan ignored Feng Yan's threat, but looked at Gu Wuyou with tears in her eyes.Gu Wuyou coughed and was about to speak.Zuo Luo raised her eyebrows, and said with a half-hearted smile: "Why, the little uncle wants to help her?"

Gu Wuyou quickly shook his head like a rattle: "No, no."

These two masters and sisters have been fighting since they were young, and if others don't help, they will reconcile after a meeting. If others interfere in the affairs between the two of them, one of them will completely take his anger out on that person.Although Gu Wuyou hadn't experienced it personally, but listening to the complaints of his nephews, he could more or less empathize with it.

Naturally, killing them will not interfere with the two of them.

Seeing that Feng Yan, who was the best at pretending to be pitiful, couldn't find an assistant, Zuo Luo immediately relieved her anger and kicked her ass hard, ignoring Feng Yan's deliberate screams, and said arrogantly: "This time I'll let you go first, it won't be so easy next time."

Feng Yan, who had escaped by being soft, stood up, rubbed her butt that hurt from being kicked, and snorted, not paying attention to her words.But it’s nothing more than a box of rouge, it’s not a big deal, so I’ll continue to take it later.

The two held their swords in their hands and bowed to the master: "Master."

Zhang Kailing nodded, and said slowly: "This round, Zuo Luo wins. Next."

Finally it was Hanlu's turn.

Han Lu walked to the center of the arena, and standing opposite him was an eighteen or nine-year-old boy named Duan Ze.

Duan Ze is a clever little guy. Although he is not tall, he has a childish personality that is very likable.At this moment, Duan Ze waved to Gu Wuyou and said with a smile, "Little Martial Uncle, when I win Hanlu, don't forget what you promised me."

Gu Wuyou stood next to Zhang Kailing, and responded with a smile: "Success, if you beat him, I'll get you some Snow Lotus Pill from the third senior brother right away."

The crowd laughed.

It turned out that when a group of people of about the same age got together, they guessed about Guo Hanlu's cultivation.Although Duan Ze started early, he was the one with the lowest cultivation level, so naturally he was often ridiculed by the senior brothers.

Duan Ze swore that if he defeated Han Lu, Gu Wuyou would have to get the Snow Lotus Pill he wanted. Of course, if he lost, he would run twenty laps around Qingcheng Mountain.

Tan Ming, who had already been promised Zijin paste by his junior uncle, smiled and said, "Come on, Duan Ze, if you can't even beat a junior who has only practiced for more than half a year, don't run twenty laps, just buy a piece of tofu Just hit the wall."

Everyone laughed.

Duan Ze couldn't get over his face, he pointed his sword at Han Lu angrily and said, "Come on, let's compete."

Sitting on the chair, Zhang Kailing tilted his head and asked Gu Wuyou, "Who do you think will win?"

Gu Wuyou lowered his voice, and whispered in Zhang Kailing's ear, "I'm afraid Duan Ze is not Han Lu's opponent." A cultivator has five senses and is extremely sensitive.Now that Duan Ze is still aggressively trying to compete, naturally he can't dampen his self-confidence.

Zhang Kailing smiled complacently, "I am not a bad apprentice."

Gu Wuyou said slowly: "Talent is good, and hard work is also there. It's just that he has a cold personality and doesn't get along well with his brothers."

"You also think he is too cold-tempered?"

Gu Wuyou said in a low voice: "When he first came here, he didn't pay attention to anyone. If I hadn't used the pressure from my uncle and pulled him with a stern face, I'm afraid he wouldn't talk to me until today. And he was so focused on it. In terms of sword practice, he can almost catch up with the second senior brother. However, the second senior brother is addicted to it and enjoys it, but he is holding his breath and wants to improve his strength."

Hearing this, Zhang Kailing frowned and said, "But he has changed a lot in the past six months, hasn't he?"

"That's true".

Zhang Kailing was silent for a moment, then murmured: "But I have to pass on this legacy."

Gu Wuyou was looking up at the fight between the two in the arena, but it only took three or five moves, and it was obvious that they competed immediately.Gu Wuyou lowered his head and asked, "Senior brother, what did you just say?"

"What else is there, isn't it thinking about Yijian Valley's future." Zhang Kailing sighed.

Gu Wuyou comforted: "It's okay. Although our Yijian Valley has a small population, we are all good players, but we are a little younger. It will be better to practice more."

Zhang Kailing nodded: "That's true."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a shout from the arena: "Duan Ze!"

"Senior Brother, stop!"

Gu Wuyou hurriedly looked over, and saw that Duan Ze in the arena was kicked by Han Lu, hit the ground, and immediately vomited blood.But Han Lu held the sword and seemed to stab Du Ze.

Before Gu Wuyou could speak, Zhang Kailing had already shouted: "Han Lu, stop!"