Bright Moon and Cold Thousand Mountains

He doesn't like to mention things about himself, whether it's the past or background, it seems that for Liu Shiqi, these have been abandoned in the past, so it becomes difficult to talk about.

But after hearing so much just now, Liu Shiqi couldn't do it if he was asked to reject it flatly.

Liu Shiqi pinched the corner of his clothes with his fingers for a long time, made a swallowing movement, and then slowly revealed his life experience:

"When I was young...my family lived in Chang'an. Apart from my parents, I had an older brother. When I was four years old, my birthday was not long after. My elder brother went to private school and didn't come home. My father's enemies came after me. My mother hid me in the house. In the dry well in the backyard. I didn’t dare to cry, so I held back for a day and a night, not knowing what happened to my brother, and fell asleep drowsily. The dry well was cold and cold, and then I developed a high fever, but I was rescued suddenly—it was Zuo Nian.”

Feng Tingyun showed a surprised expression, and then thought about it.

Liu Shiqi: "I burned so badly that I still couldn't think of my parents and brother, so he took me to Ningzhou and told me that I don't have to be afraid in the future. I met Wendi a year later, and they treated me in Xixiu Mountain. The best two people. No matter what I learned later, Zuo Nian was always my savior and my master. I didn’t think about learning the art that Master Yi said, but I simply betrayed Xixiu Mountain... I In my heart, I was always unwilling."

He was immersed in sad emotions, and lost his observation of the surroundings for a short time, so he naturally didn't see Feng Tingyun and Xie Xingzhou exchanged glances quickly.Their communication is so perfect that they can understand each other without relying on words.

Feng Tingyun raised his eyebrows: "In Chang'an, parents were hunted down by enemies, is that what I was thinking about?"

Xie Xingzhou pursed his lips: "But according to the news I got, it should be Wen."

Feng Tingyun coughed dryly: "You are unreliable, this matter needs to be verified."

Xie Xingzhou rolled his eyes again: "Oh."

Liu Shiqi knew nothing about the little actions of these two people. He poured himself a sip of boiling tea, seemed to have regained some reason in the indescribable pain, and continued to mutter: "I don't know why Master Yi must If you want to teach me Kung Fu, there will be no pies in the sky, if you want to get it, you have to pay the price."

Feng Tingyun frowned, and his words were not very polite: "Who taught you this, Zuo Nian?"

Liu Shiqi didn't think too much, and subconsciously shook his head: "Wear the flute."

He was belatedly surprised when he said the words, and hurriedly raised his head to see the reactions of Feng and Xie.Unexpectedly, the expressions of the two of them were the same as before, with no major ups and downs. The upward arc of Xie Xingzhou's lips widened, and he bent the corners of his eyes meaningfully, as if implying that he already knew.

Liu Shiqi immediately shut up, Feng Tingyun stood up, patted him on the shoulder to widen his heart, and said, "Master ordered me to find someone, just for crossing heart pill, not for other people's life. Now crossing heart pill She has already succeeded, and she likes you very much, so she won't make trouble with your former senior brother again."

Xie Xingzhou smiled and said, "What's more, there are quite a lot of connections."

In the middle of his speech, before Liu Shiqi could ask again, he stretched himself: "Master asked me to cut a hairpin for her when I had time, before I had time to ask her what style she likes, I went to see her... ..."

Feng Tingyun: "She is suffering right now."

Xie Xingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Then I need to comfort you even more."

The tone was extremely relaxed, but Feng Tingyun frowned, and said in a low voice: "My ugly words are up front. If you want to go, just go after the business you have done. Don't make excuses for nothing. You are the uncle who takes care of you." The one who came back was brought up by him again, if it wasn't for that year... he would have become a disciple of the master, would the master be happy to see you now?"

"Let's wait for her to calm down." Xie Xingzhou was immediately discouraged, sat back to his original place with drooping head, and took a sip of tea depressedly.

During their conversation, Liu Shiqi vaguely guessed something: Something must have happened to Wangyue Island recently. Yi Chunqiu's master died, and it seemed that Xiao Qiang was the cause of the disaster. It probably has something to do with her senior brother, so Feng Tingyun From the very beginning when we met, he seemed very preoccupied.

Is it really time to come by yourself?What does the phrase "quite related" mean?

He couldn't figure out the ins and outs, and the expressions of the two people in front of him were not very good, and it was not convenient to ask directly.

Liu Shiqi had no choice but to stay here now, and asked Feng Tingyun to dredge his meridians the next day. Perhaps what Yi Chunqiu said was reasonable. , a decision has to be made.

On the day when the cold poison was completely eradicated, it was rare for Wangyue Island to rain a little.

Liu Shiqi turned sideways to close his clothes, and looked at the figure of Feng Tingyun cleaning up the medicine bowl in front of him—from the fifth time, Feng Tingyun would definitely bring him a bowl of medicine every time, and drink it before the start. He asked once, but Feng Tingyun didn't answer. After Liu Shiqi drank it, he felt warm and slightly tired in his pubic region, but there was nothing unusual other than that, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Brother Feng." He shouted, turning his head behind him, "Can I go see Master Yi?"

A hint of surprise flashed clearly in Feng Tingyun's eyes, he straightened his face at random, and said solemnly: "Wangyue Island's kung fu is not something you can learn with just a few sentences, I noticed that your meridians seem to be slightly wider than ordinary people, and your breath The position of the sea point is not correct, it is off by an inch, maybe this is why your 'Heaven and Earth Technique' on the twelfth floor is so effective."

Liu Shiqi: "How?"

Feng Tingyun: "When you join Master's sect, all the deep internal energy that you have obtained through the efforts of nine oxen and two tigers will be abolished, and you will be able to re-cultivate my Wangyue Island mentality... This kind of suffering, you can bear it Is it?"

He thought Liu Shiqi would be confused, and it would be more uncomfortable to lose what he had already got, but Liu Shiqi only blinked for a moment, smiled at him, and his tone was as flat as if he was talking about an insignificant incident:

"When I was ten years old, my master began to teach me the Chunshui Dao method. Similar to all martial arts schools, the mental method of the twelfth floor is the method of heaven and earth, and the power of all the mental methods cannot be directly manifested to people. Only one trick and one style can be comprehended. In this way, both internal and external cultivation can achieve a higher level of effect.

"Chunshui Knife Technique is the externalization of Heaven and Earth Kungfu. It comes from the same source, and the cold is the most taboo. That day I was practicing knives on the mountain, and the elder sister passed by. Somehow, I was pushed by her while the two were fighting. Falling directly into the water—it was the time when the ice thawed in early spring, and there were still crushed ice in the water. After waking up, he was already in Xixiu Mountain, his inner breath was disordered, and he could only get out of bed after several months of recuperation. The foundation is gone. He punished the elder sister and issued an order to close the mountain. From then on, the disciples on the twelfth floor are not allowed to go up the mountain outside of summer, but I can only start over slowly."

Liu Shiqi looked at Feng Tingyun, his dark eyes were filled with unclear emotions, except for anger: "I've done it all over again, and it's the same a few times, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

A gray-blue sparrow flitted across the window lattice lightly, and its paws stepped on the carved wooden window frame, making a clear and crisp sound.

Feng Tingyun nodded: "Since you've made up your mind, I don't ask why you suddenly changed your mind. Master will be at Shuixie in the afternoon today, and I'll take you there."

Liu Shiqi smiled, "Brother Feng, thank you."

Feng Tingyun showed a teasing expression: "If it succeeds, you will need to call me senior brother in the future."

As he said, he was going to be apprenticed to his master immediately, but it was not a casual matter to bring together many affairs, so Liu Shiqi was delayed until three days later when he kowtowed to Yi Chunqiu for tea.

In the northwest of Wangyue Island there is a simple martial arts arena, in which a low stone platform is built. Yi Chunqiu is dressed in a water-colored dress, his expression is as peaceful as when they first met, and he can't see a single bit of gaffe in front of the coffin.She took the tea and looked at Liu Shiqi with a clear look of relief.

"Human beings have twelve meridians, and Wangyue Island Kungfu is formed in accordance with the way of humanity. All martial arts are contained in a book, this book is called "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi". Qinggong Luo Wuhen, Beiming Sword, Liuyang Palm. The supreme martial art of our sect is the Liuyang Palm, which is named after the Liuyang Jing of the twelve classics. This method is overbearing, and men practice it even more Good, but I have to teach you after you get the crown. Now that you are worshiping under me, there is no other order, and I hope that you brothers and sisters will be of one heart and one mind."

After Yi Chunqiu finished speaking, he smiled at Liu Shiqiu and said gently, "Wangyue Island will be your home from now on. There is no forbidden place here, and you can come and go as you please. From tomorrow onwards, let Tingyun teach you the basic skills, and take your time." ,Not urgent."

After she finished speaking, she left, and the remaining two people stood in the field like black and white.Xie Xingzhou leaned towards Feng Tingyun, making a gesture to step on his foot, but Feng Tingyun stabbed the hilt of his sword in the waist - the scene looked a little funny.

Liu Shiqi had mixed feelings about their fight, walked over, but also sincerely called out: "Senior brother."

Xie Xingzhou: "Hey, I don't dare to take it seriously, just remember to fetch water and wash my feet at night!"

"You're so lazy!" Feng Tingyun reprimanded with a serious face, and Xie Xingzhou hurried to be honest.He smiled elegantly again in a blink of an eye, and said to Liu Shiqi: "Don't take what he said to heart."

Just as Liu Shiqi was about to answer, he unconsciously squeezed his palm.It was a very random movement, but it made him feel like he was struck by lightning—he thought that Yi Chunqiu had abolished the Heaven and Earth Kung Fu, and at this moment, a lot of waste was waiting to be done, but he didn't want to suddenly find out that there was still a ray of true energy swimming in the meridians Walking, almost imperceptibly faint, but there is.

He suddenly remembered: "No Phase!"

Huici’s words from that day are still in my ears, this exercise moves with my heart, is unfathomable, and unbelievably evil, the old heaven and earth exercises are no longer there, but it seems to be stubbornly growing in the same place—could it be Didn't even Yi Chunqiu notice it?Can Wuxiang Gong really "integrate the world's martial arts into one, so that you can see the whole situation from a single spot"?

"There is no distraction..." Liu Shiqi read softly, and the voices of Feng Tingyun and Xie Xingzhou gradually became distant. He stared at the gray-yellow soil under his feet, as if he had returned to the night of Bailong Temple.

The monk's face showed that his life was coming to an end, and he still said kindly to him: "The heart is empty and the body is self-contained, and you can do whatever you want."

No wonder he is no longer just watching the excitement when he sees other people fighting, but can't help but indulge in it, as if watching more, he will be able to understand it!

At this time, the sea breeze was blowing on his face, and Liu Shiqi had the illusion that he heard the sound of burning sparks. He wiped his eyes fiercely, and the sudden soreness was even worse than the pain like cramping and pulling bones just now.

A teenager never needs an opportunity to grow up.Perhaps compared to unforgettable, this opportunity can be said to be as gentle as water, coming quietly, leaving only an understatement in the boy's heart, as if it can be wiped off, but it always comes out at an inopportune time, some with hope, Some are hate.

When Liu Shiqi grasped the hope, his heart became clear, and when he looked at the green shade and flowers of Wangyue Island, he felt refreshed.

Xixiu Mountain.

The night was quiet, and he knew nothing about what happened on the island thousands of miles away.The white clothes rolled over the green branches and leaves, and then jumped lightly, and the next moment, he was sitting casually on the raised eaves.

In the distance, there are dots of lights, dimly connected together, not half bright and brilliant, it only makes people feel that the night is darker, and the flowing clouds rolling across the sky seem to be able to bring strange winds.He seemed to be staring into the distance very blankly, and it took a long time before he suddenly came back to his senses, buried his head in silence, as if he wanted to stare at the tiles for a hole.

The moonlight was shining lightly, Wendi raised his hand to press the cinnabar mark between his eyebrows, and with a force, his nails were stuck on the edge. The severe pain spread from the center of his eyebrows to his whole body, and his fingers loosened again as if he lost his strength.

The fingertips were a little red, and Wendi thought: "It's still bleeding... This force is getting stronger and stronger, and I can't hide it."

He rubbed his temples relaxedly, took out a piccolo from his sleeve, and put it to his lips to try out a few notes with a "woo-woo". With his eyes lightly closed, he played an incomplete piece according to the melody in his memory. Incomplete minor.

The sound of the flute could not be heard very far, and when the song ended, Wendi maintained his original posture, his eyes vacant for a moment.

But at the next moment, he suddenly pushed the piccolo into his sleeve, and just as he dodged, a small stone flew past his ear.Wen Di's center of gravity was unstable, and he quickly stretched out his hand to support it at the corner of the eaves, turned over in mid-air, almost turned into a white shadow, and landed lightly on the ground again, pressing his right hand on the handle of the lancet at his waist.

Wen Di looked at the bushes next to him, and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"Beauty has long thought about it, and I feel sad about it... Folding willows is a good song, but now midsummer is not early spring, isn't it a bit of a waste of time if you play this?" The tree shadow moved slightly, and a person came out from the dark Middle-aged people come.

The vigilant Wendi relaxed for a moment, and said, "Sect Leader, haven't you rested in the middle of the night?"

The visitor was dressed in a dark gown, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and he was slightly bowed while walking in the quiet night of Xixiu Mountain. It was not possible to associate him with a "master of the world", but he was the current master of the twelfth floor. door, read left.

Zuo Nian approached him, pushed back Wendi's three-pointed knife out of its sheath with one finger, and said with a smile: "Very good, quick response, agile and agile, how much hard work you have put in these days, and you have made great progress. Hurry up!"

Wen Di stood up straight, and said: "I owed a lot of homework when I was sick, and now I am well, so naturally I have to catch up quickly. I lost to the elder brother in the discussion, and if things go on like this, the disciple will be at the back again in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. "

"No wonder, you have been like this since you were a child. If you lose to someone in the sparring, you will be so angry that you will come out in the middle of the night and be alone." Zuo Nian stroked the beard and said comfortingly: "Yu Zheng has worshiped me since he was five years old. Now Twenty three, and responsible for teaching the basic skills of the beginners. He encourages himself with martial arts all day long. Although he occasionally slacks off, he has been with me for the longest time. In terms of martial arts, you lost to him, no shame—is it today? "

Wen Di nodded: "At dusk, I saw my brother was giving an evening class, so I went to ask for advice, but was beaten by him so that I rolled twice on the ground."

Zuo Nian laughed loudly, and lightly stroked Wendi's shoulder: "He has an overly upright temperament, can distinguish right from wrong, and hates opportunists the most in his life. Unfortunately, you happen to be that 'opportunist' person in his eyes. You definitely won't show mercy. Adi, don't go to him in the future, and you won't be happy."

Wen Di appropriately made an expression between "grievance" and "dissatisfaction", bit her lower lip and said vaguely: "But the eldest sister doesn't like me either, other senior brothers and sisters don't want to offend her, and have always been unwilling to be with me." I'm on the team. Besides Senior Brother Yu, who else can I find to compete with?"

It is true that the twelfth floor is famous all over the world, but it is located in the remote Ningzhou, and Xixiu Mountain is snowed for ten months of the year, so the environment can be described as very harsh.For other people who have worked so hard to come here to seek fame, Wendi has not experienced the hardships of trekking through deserts and snowy roads, but is just a "thing" picked up by the head of the Central Plains on a whim.Even though this "trick" has worked for the head of the sect for several years without temper, and finally got the opportunity to practice martial arts and be able to sit on an equal footing with them, but he is still inferior in his bones. Blessing to come.

With such a background, such an experience, how can others accept him convincingly?

What Wen Di could think of, Zuo Nian could naturally think of.His brows furrowed slightly, that kind look almost became a false mask, and the next moment, he regained his kind smile, and said softly: "Don't worry, I appreciate you as a teacher, it has nothing to do with anything else, it's because of you Truly a malleable talent."

Wen Di reluctantly nodded his head, as if he was not satisfied with this perfunctory way of adults coaxing children.

Seeing his deep affection, Zuo Nian smiled deeply, and said again: "Master, I saw you came out of the library a few days ago with a evasive expression. Did you steal the books from inside for fear of being found out? It's not something that is prohibited by law and order. Gotta cover it up?"

Wendi was taken aback for a moment, looked up at him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and before his denial could come out, Zuo Nian continued: "Are you looking for the remnants of Zhehuashou?"

In an instant, Wendi's face was pale, and he lowered his head in a hurry, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

Zhehuashou is a martial art that can only be practiced by the masters of the twelfth floor. If other disciples steal it without authorization, they will be expelled from the sect.

Zuo Nian's hand on his shoulder increased, and the two of them stood in a stalemate for a long time, until the night wind cooled the boiling blood, Zuo Nian said softly: "Ah Di, I told you as a teacher, I sent a lot of talents, Yingxiu There are many people, but only you and Ah Mian are the two people who value the most as a teacher. Ah Mian has lost his heart to be a teacher, but now, you are the only one left."

Earnestly taught, persuasive and persuasive, any other person would be able to confide in these words, wishing to express all the sincerity in his heart, and show his loyalty and courage once again.But Wen Di just stood where he was, and he never let go of the hand on the handle of the knife, biting the tip of his tongue... and tasted the blood.

He forced himself to remember the firelight that lit up half the night and the blackened wasteland.

Wendi finally sighed, and softened his voice: "Master, how could this disciple not understand, but the more this is the case, the more he wants to understand the rest of the moves faster... This disciple is impatient and doesn't want to lose you."

His mind seemed to be turbulent by this sentence for a while, Zuo Nian let go of him, turned around and left, took a few steps and said loudly: "Tomorrow, I will come to the small school yard behind the library, and I want to learn how to fold flowers, as a teacher Teach you, you don't have to hide!"

The sudden strong wind made Wendi's temple ache, but he seemed overjoyed, knelt on the ground with a "plop", bent down and kowtowed to Zuo Nian, his voice trembling:

"Thank you Master!"

Fingers touched the cold soil, where Zuo Nian couldn't see, Wendi's eyes were red, and he almost shed tears—but not for joy.

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