Leaning on the fence to watch the birth of the moon

But Mo Xian's happiness is only for this one night.

This morning, he and Seventh Senior Brother had just had two bites of breakfast when Hunter Xiao knocked on the door of his house.

"Xuan Yi, are you willing to enter the mountain with me?"

Needless to say, it is a matter of "training the dead".Although Mo Xian didn't want the seventh senior brother to go to the mountains in this cold winter weather, but in the end, he was helping the two of them.So what else could Mo Xian do?Of course, he could only watch helplessly as Senior Brother Seven tidied things up and went up the mountain with Hunter Xiao.

After eating two mouthfuls without knowing the taste, Mo Xian's new mother-in-law also came to the door.

"Mo Xian, go practice martial arts with my mother."

Well, he also has something to do.

"Red Sleeves Without War" can actually be divided into two parts: saber technique and footwork, and if the two parts are used separately, they are still top-notch skills in the martial arts world. The combination of saber and footwork will naturally increase its power.

Originally, Hu Xiu thought that with Mo Xian's internal strength cultivation, his external strength is naturally not weak, and with a little practice, he can get the taste of swordsmanship.But I didn't expect that when Mo Xian got started yesterday, he just followed the example. When he raised his hands and feet, not to mention the combination of movement and stillness, and the combination of reality and reality, even his face was basically coherent and smooth.

But because yesterday she was mainly making weapons for Mo Xian, so she didn't want to waste time by advising, so she just sat down and left.But starting today, she has to practice Mo Xian well.After all, no matter what the original intention was, it is true that she and Mo Xian have become adoptive mothers and sons, and it is true that Mo Xian will be the only successor of "Red Sleeves Without War" in the future. How could he just leave in such a daze?

This time Hu Xiu was not in a hurry to let Mo Xian come up to practice sword moves, but first tried Mo Xian's basic skills.

As a result, Hu Xiu discovered a very strange situation, Mo Xian's basic skills are very poor!

Ordinary martial arts people, whether they are children of aristocratic families born with a golden spoon in their mouths or ordinary disciples of the public, it is best to start practicing martial arts around the age of five.

Naturally, the inner strength is the unique mental method of each school and each school, and the outer strength is to stand on the ground, in addition to the basic movements such as kicking, punching, and swinging the sword.This is the most boring, longest, but also the most important stage in a martial arts person's life.This stage will exercise people's endurance, perseverance, hitting and stability of hands, legs, and fists.

What Mo Xian lacks is not the basic skills in this area, but the next step, when he is seven or eight years old, and as long as eleven or twelve years old, martial arts practitioners will start to learn basic martial arts.

That is to say, long boxing, cloak swordsmanship, and wave-breaking swordsmanship. Basically, as long as you are a serious martial arts figure, you must know this routine.Although these martial arts are superficial, just like literati who learn literature, they first learned thousands of characters from hundreds of families. Warriors learn martial arts, except for some special sects with their own basic skills. Metaphor is the study of strokes.

That is to say, through the study and practice of these simple moves, one only knows how to connect and split moves, and how to fight against the enemy.

What Mo Xian lacked was at this stage.He would also use three moves and two moves, but he didn't know how to use them at all.In fact, even the three sets of martial arts taught to him by the ghost doctor were not smooth for him.In fact, what Mo Xian relied on in the battle was not his moves, but...his internal strength.

It should be known that when the internal force is strong to a certain level, it is not simply that when one palm is struck, the damage caused is greater than that of others.The reaction ability, hand-eye coordination ability, anti-strike ability, etc. of the masters of internal skills cannot be judged by common sense.

According to Mo Xian's own feeling, if he confronts someone with all his attention, then the opponent's movements will change into slow motion very strangely, and the flaws in his whole body will be opened. He just needs to slap him casually.

"Before I only knew that your internal strength is profound, but why is your external strength so poor? How did you practice martial arts?" Hu Xiu expressed the same emotion as Shitou Sun yesterday, but then she remembered something, and Suddenly, "No wonder..." But what is the reason, Hu Xiu didn't mention it, and Mo Xian didn't ask, and the two started the formal "teaching".

On this day, it wasn't until dark that Hu Xiu waved his hand to let people go.But when Mo Xian returned home, what was waiting for him was a cold room—Senior Brother Qi didn't come back.Mo Xian was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what Xiao Hunter said when he took the seventh brother away: "I will stay on the mountain for two days."

So he didn't bother to light the fire for cooking. He casually ate two mouthfuls of the leftover cold steamed buns, roughly boiled water, washed up, and fell asleep.It's just that this person is really struggling from extravagance to frugality, thinking of the beauty of last night, compared with today's loneliness, and thinking about the seventh senior brother who doesn't know what to do on the mountain now, so he tossed and turned, keeping his eyes open until dawn.

After taking two casual bites of breakfast, Hu Xiu came to look for someone again, so it was the beginning of another day of practice.

Now it's not until the New Year's Eve that Mo Xian has a day's leisure, but in fact, it's better not to have this leisure.After all, on the day of practicing, Hu Xiu brought a hot meal with him at noon, and now the seventh senior brother has not returned, he is alone, after offering sacrifices to the seventh senior brother's mother, he still ate half a cold steamed bun, but he didn't know what to do next what.

It's strange to say that his room was originally not big, but now that he was alone, he felt that the room was eerily empty.

So Mo Xian just stayed in the house for a while in the end, and then went out to practice martial arts by himself.He is also considered smart, with a solid foundation of internal strength and a good physical foundation, so although it is only a few days, the daily progress is very fast.Now that he has used the saber technique, he has a look.

Hu Xiu even lent her two sabers to Mo Xian, so that he could find the saber feel.

When Mo Xian came to the place where he practiced martial arts every day, it happened that there were snowflakes in the sky.Originally, except for the small mountain village of Shuanggui Village, the surrounding area was covered with silver and white, but now there is a lot of snow, which is also a beautiful snow scene.

But Mo Xian was not in the mood to appreciate it. In fact, the snow made him feel even more uncomfortable.

With a long sigh, he turned around with strides, and raised his sword!

The wind and flowers are fragrant in the sunny spring day, but now it is the mid-winter day, and what moves with the light of the knife is not the fragrant wind and flowers, but the fragrance-free snow...

Stepping towards the bright moon and dancing Yao clothes, there is no bright moon in the sky, but there is a bright sun, and there is no Yao clothes, but only rags, but full of longing and tenderness, it is as straight as a shape...

Love sends gold and stones to the sheng reed, and Luo Yi slowly turns to the red sleeves.The light of the sword is like practice, the broken snow is like fog, and the sun shines brightly, which actually puts a colorful glow on the swordsman!

Qing songs flow around Fengliang, as if shocked and thoughtful, and soaring.Turning the flow of brilliant light, the flow will lead the two geese to fly.The body walks with the sword, although there is no graceful and enchanting sleeves, but it is as vigorous as a dragon, the two swords tremble, and the blade pierces the air, like a phoenix singing and a crane trembling, shaking people's hearts.

How late is the joy, what is the meaning, the Mingjun controls the world and the song is prosperous.The momentum of the saber gradually slowed down, the silhouette of the figure gradually became clearer, the returning snow and flowing wind returned to nature, and the colorful sword returned to nothingness. Suddenly, it was still the same person with two sabers.

After practicing this time, even Mo Xian was a little out of breath, but he felt more at ease in his heart.When he looked up, he saw Zhao Wuye, Hu Xiu, and the Sun brothers standing there in a daze not far away.

"Fifth Lord, what's the matter?"

"You kid...cough cough cough!" Everyone was startled by Mo Xian's voice, Fifth Master subconsciously stuffed the eye bags into his mouth, but who knows, at some point he put the eye bags backwards, This plug actually stuffed the side of the cigarette pot into his mouth and sucked a mouthful of soot.

Seeing that the old man was choking, everyone was startled. Seeing that the old man hadn't been burned, they felt relieved—the cigarette pouch had already been extinguished, otherwise, it would take ten days at least for the fifth master to continue smoking. I couldn't eat well for half a month.

"You boy..." After spitting out the ashes in his mouth, Fifth Master lit Mo Xian with a cigarette pouch, and said with a little emotion, "I just saw you like this, and I regretted sending you out. I don't know what you want now." It has fascinated the three souls and seven souls of many men and women."

"The three souls and seven souls of those people are useless to me, what am I going to do here?"

"You're so cruel when you talk." Hu Xiu chuckled, "It's fine if you're some dirty scoundrels, but some people are really good. But he treats you with sincerity, but you can't respond. This is also true. It's heartbreaking."

Mo Xian smiled, no longer refute, but also noncommittal.

He was an ordinary person in his previous life, and he was an ugly monster in the first half of his life, but he has never seen anyone lost three souls and seven souls by him.Now that he has changed his face, his inner flesh has not changed. If those people are fascinated by him, it is only because of this appearance. How can he compare with Seventh Senior Brother?Why should he feel bad for them?

"Oh, I forgot to talk about the business, Xiao Xiao is back, you should go home and have a look." Shitou Sun suddenly slapped his head and shouted.It turned out that it was Senior Brother Seven and Hunter Xiao who came back but Mo Xian was not there, so everyone split up to find someone. Hu Xiu found here first, but he was fascinated by watching Mo Xian practice the sword.The others followed closely behind, just like Hu Xiu, who forgot not to speak at the first glance, but forgot to blink. How could they still remember to interrupt Mo Xian and let him go home?

Mo Xian was stunned for a moment, a dazzling smile suddenly appeared on his originally dull face, he shortened and slid up, and he was already running towards the house.

After a few jumps, Mo Xian had already arrived at the door of his hut. Seeing that Senior Brother Qi was not standing at the door waiting for him, he was a little puzzled—it was not a negative emotion such as anger, but just curiosity, after all, Senior Brother Seven would always be waiting for him.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, the smell of blood made him turn pale immediately!

Only then did he belatedly realize why the person who came out to look for him was not the seventh senior brother himself, but other villagers.Because Mo Xian is not only Senior Brother Seven's "that guy", he is also a doctor!