[Comprehensive] Taixu Sword Intent

The back mountain is steep and inaccessible. There were several heavy snowfalls last winter and there was thick snow. Now it is only February, and the snow is hard to melt, and it is even more difficult to walk.

Yin Liting cautiously searched for the way up, and saw two people under the cedar tree in front of him from a distance, one was a small child, wrapped in a padded jacket and fur hat, the other was a girl in a blue and white Taoist robe, with a dust whisk on her waist, and a But she had tied up her hair and put on a lotus crown, and she was dressed like a Taoist priest. Yin Liting couldn't help being stunned for a moment. When Xin Dao went down the mountain, the junior sister hadn't worn the crown yet.

Yao Guang looked down at the cold and shivering little boy, and said softly: "Qing Shu, if you learn swords from me, it will be much more difficult than now."

Song Qingshu sucked the snot that was almost frozen, and said loudly: "I am not afraid of hardship!"

Yao Guang stared at Song Qingshu for a while, seeing his face flushed from the cold but with a firm determination of "I can do it", he couldn't help laughing.

"...Okay, I will teach you how to learn how to sword. Kneel down."

Yin Liting's hearing is not bad, but Shunfeng was even more taken aback when he heard these words.

It's nothing for my junior sister to teach Qingshu to read, but if she also teaches martial arts, she is a real master. It's nothing for her to ask Qingshu to kneel down, but...

Yin Liting thought about it carefully, although he saw his little junior sister carrying that wooden sword, but he had never seen her use it, could she accept disciples now?

Song Qingshu had heard Song Yuanqiao's instructions earlier, and now he heard Yaoguang say he was going to kneel, he didn't hesitate, he bent his knees on the snow, and his calf was immediately buried completely by the snow.But when he looked up, he was taken aback, there was no one in front of him!

Song Qingshu turned his head hastily, only to find that Yao Guang was a few steps away, obviously deliberately getting out of the way where he was kneeling, he couldn't help but asked suspiciously: "Master...?"

Yao Guang shook his head and said: "You don't have to call me Master, and I have no intention of accepting you as an apprentice. There is nothing unreasonable about my uncle, teacher, and nephew, I just treat you as a generational senior brother teaching you. I make you kneel, it is the way of swords, not the way of swords. Kneel me. From now on, when you study swordsmanship, you must persevere and be diligent, live up to the sword in your hand, don’t kill indiscriminately, don’t lose your morale, don’t kill fellow disciples, don’t help the evildoers. Otherwise, I will break the sword in your hand.”

Song Qingshu was a little ignorant, but still nodded obediently in response. When he saw Yaoguang signaling to stand up, he stood up, thinking about going back and asking his father what it meant.

Yao Guang looked at the mahogany sword in her hand that had been with her for many years, drew the sword out of its sheath, luckily, the sword pierced through the air.

The invisible and colorless sword energy sliced ​​across the top of the cedar tree, and the snow on the top of the tree fell neatly as if it had been cut by something. The whole cedar tree trembled again as if it had been shaken violently After a while, all the snow between the branches and leaves fell, revealing a piece of green, but the tips of the branches and leaves were not damaged at all.

Song Qingshu stared at this miraculous scene, stayed for a long while, opened his mouth wide and said "Ah" a few times.

Yao Guang put the sword back in its sheath, handed the mahogany sword to Song Qingshu, and said with a smile, "This is the first lesson I teach you. Those who practice swords must remember that swordsmanship is fundamentally in people, not in swords."

Song Qingshu excitedly took the peach-wood sword and fiddled with it for a while, making sure that it was just a sword cut from wood, and even looked at Yao Guang with the eyes of a god, and nodded repeatedly.

Is there anything better than Yao Guang's hand to show that swordsmanship is not about the sword at all?

A wooden sword is also so powerful, obviously not because of the sword itself, but because of the swordsman.

Looking at this scene, Yin Liting slipped and fell into the snow, and couldn't help but think of the sentence that the fourth brother once said, "It's better not to enter the rivers and lakes, so that the young talents will not lose face"...

Such swordsmanship...

Sure enough...

Yin Liting suddenly felt that his kung fu on the sword was far from enough.

Song Qingshu looked over and over at the mahogany sword gifted by Yaoguang, and said happily, "Little uncle, I will definitely keep this sword well."

Yao Guang smiled and said: "Swords are for people to use, not for sealing. As long as you use it well, it doesn't matter even if it is broken. I will find you another sword. Wait until One day you succeed in sword training, I will give you another sword, and then..."

She looked at the snow-capped peak, and her eyes were blurred for an instant, as if a cloud had spread. In the hazy mist, the shadow of Chunyang Palace loomed in the white snow and mist.

In the past, Qing Xuzi Yu Rui took the girl by the hand and brought her back to Mount Hua, let her worship in the Chunyang Palace, taught her swordsmanship, and taught her Taoism...

When she first glimpsed the way of swordsmanship, Yu Rui asked her to kneel down in front of the statue of her master Lu Chunyang and swear an oath, and then gave her the Yuqing Xuanming Sword.

Yin Yin asked, earnestly exhorted.

How can I forget my teacher's deep kindness and profound affection.

Yao Guang looked at it for a moment, closed his eyes and shook his head, and when he opened his eyes again, it was clear that there were only Wudang Mountains in front of him, not the same as before.

Although Song Qingshu wondered why the junior uncle suddenly lost his mind, he was very polite and did not disturb him, and quietly waited beside him with his sword in his hand. After a while, he heard the junior uncle sighed and said to him, "At that time , the sword and you are one body, the sword is in the person."

Song Qingshu raised his head and saw the little uncle looking at him quietly, so he nodded vigorously and said loudly: "I've made a note! The sword is one with me, and the sword is with you!"

The sword is in the man, the sword is broken and the man perishes.

Yao Guang's unfinished words are so plain that any Jiang Hu person can easily understand them.

Song Qingshu, who was still a child, only felt that this sentence was very inspiring and excited, but he hadn't thought of the desolation and cruelty of the second half of the sentence.

Yao Guang once said that if Song Qingshu took the sword in his hand, she would definitely break his sword, and the meaning was to take his life - such a deep meaning, Song Qingshu didn't realize it until a few years later.

Yao Guang suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, and she couldn't help wondering whether the old master looked at her with the same mood when she made her swear, and whether it was the same when the old master taught her ?I am always thinking about, worrying and worrying. I am afraid that I will mistake my children, and I am afraid that the students will not be virtuous. I toss and turn. When I see my students making progress, is the joy and pride the same?

Yao Guang subconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, bent over and gently touched Song Qingshu's cheek, and said with a smile, "Remember this sentence first, and it won't be too late when you are successful in swordsmanship. Calculate the time, master and sixth senior brother It’s almost time to come back, let’s go to Zixiao Palace to meet them.”

Song Qingshu clapped his hands happily, and responded with a smile: "That's great! When Grand Master and Sixth Martial Uncle come back, the mountain will be more lively."

Yao Guang bent down and wiped off the snow on Song Qingshu's trouser legs, took his hand and walked down, walked a few steps, saw a young man standing not far in front of him, smiled and waved, and said: "Senior Brother Six, come back gone."

Yin Liting nodded, secretly thankful that he had already got rid of all the snow on his body, smiled and waved in response: "I just came back. Senior brother said that you are in the back mountain, the weather is cold and the road is slippery, junior sister must be careful."

"I can save it. Sixth senior brother came back this time, what good news did he bring back?"

Yin Liting hesitated for a while, and then said very tactfully: "Uncle Ji agrees."

Yao Guang rolled his eyes, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Oh——'Old Hero Ji' has become Uncle Ji? It's really good news, congratulations to Senior Brother Six."

Yin Liting was thin-skinned, and immediately blushed, and deliberately put on a serious face to say a few words, but was even more embarrassed by his junior sister, and finally turned around abruptly, and said vaguely: "Little junior sister is really..."

The words after "really" are too low to hear clearly.

Song Qingshu only knew that Grand Master and Sixth Martial Uncle were going far away, and had no idea what they were going to do. Now I heard the little Martial Uncle said that this is good news. Looking at Sixth Martial Uncle, I don’t think he seems angry. Let’s look again The little uncle smiled happily, and based on the principle that the little uncle must not be wrong, he happily echoed: "Congratulations to the sixth uncle!"

Yin Liting became more and more embarrassed, and quickened his pace to move forward. After walking a certain distance, he remembered that he had come here because he was a little worried about his junior sister and junior nephew Qingshu.

The cardamom girl took the boy's hand and walked slowly, her steps were not big, but her steps were light, and the footprints on the snow were so shallow that they were almost unrecognizable.

Yin Liting knew that the little junior sister was very accomplished in lightness kung fu, but she didn't know that she had already gotten so good——Mr. Under the responsibility of the younger junior sister, even with a child, she can still be so light as a swallow, and there is no trace of artificiality between her movements, and she is calm and natural, just like walking in the courtyard.Looking closely for a while, he found that Nephew Qingshu wasn't surprised at all, he was holding the hand of his junior sister and talking in a low voice with a smile on his face, which meant that Nephew Qingshu was used to this.

Yin Liting couldn't help sighing.

In this way, I am afraid that the Qingshu nephew's lightness kung fu will have to be taught by the junior sister.

Speaking of which, the young junior sister originally wanted to name the set of light kung fu and agility that was born out of gossip, "Lingxu step", but the master said that this step method seems to be the Lingbo microstep passed down by Duan in Dali in the past. It has been passed down for a long time. This set of footwork among the Duan family in Dali has also been lost. There are only pen and ink records, but no one has practiced it. He has heard of this set of footwork based on the eight trigrams, but he has never seen it with his own eyes.The little junior sister is not annoyed at all. Throughout the ages, many things have been repeatedly discovered and forgotten by others. How can she know that the ancients could not create what she created today?Since they are all based on gossip, then why not call it Lingbo Microbubble.At that time, all the senior brothers couldn't help admiring, and then everyone asked the younger junior sisters for advice on what they didn't understand, and only after deliberation did they pass it on to the disciples.

Every time Yin Liting sees the junior sister making progress, there is always a feeling of sorrow and joy in his heart. Now that he sees his nephew Qingshu, who is expected to become the No. 1 disciple of the third generation of Wudang, he feels that feeling again, with mixed feelings. However, the younger junior sister may have become a foregone conclusion, but if he is surpassed by his senior nephew, where should he put his face?

As soon as the alarm bell sounded, Yin Liting's mind, which had been chaotic due to the thoughts of a gentleman, became much clearer. He immediately made up his mind to make up for his homework as soon as possible, so that his nephew Qingshu would come to ask with a book in his hand one day. If you can't answer...

Song Qingshu asked in a low voice along the way, and understood why Uncle Six was so happy.His mother died early, and he was brought up by Song Yuanqiao. He began to study with Yaoguang when he was three years old. Taking care of them, I naturally have a natural affection for older women, thinking that they must be like little uncles. Now I hear that there may be another "Uncle Ji" on the mountain in a short time, and I feel very happy happy.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu asked casually: "Uncle Six is ​​going to marry a wife, so... after a few years, is Uncle Junior going to marry someone?"

Yaoguang was taken aback by the question.

Yin Liting was also taken aback, and reprimanded directly without thinking: "Young junior sister will not marry!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Song Qingshu didn't quite understand "Lu Shi Chunqiu", so he asked his father with the book in his hand.

"Father, how do you explain this passage?"

Song Yuanqiao: ...

The next day, Song Yuanqiao went to bed early, and Song Qingshu turned around with the book in his hand, and decided to ask his uncle tomorrow.