Nine thoughts of a gentleman in comprehensive martial arts

The snow on the top of Jianzong Mountain has not melted, and it is somewhat unbearably cold at high places.The beginning of Jianzong disciples is not to learn swordsmanship or sword casting skills, but to learn how to use internal or spiritual power to resist the cold. Disciples who are still young and cultivated will inevitably suffer from cold at first, but after a long time, they will get used to it. Know how to use internal and spiritual power to protect yourself at all times and improve your cultivation.The same is true for Murong Ziying. He has only been cultivating for one year, and his foundation is weak, but his spiritual power is very good. He followed the teachings of his elder disciples, carefully controlled his spiritual power to keep it in a balanced state, and would not lose his power all at once. The inner breath is overheated, and the cold air will not enter the body all at once.

"You are still young, if you don't control your inner breath properly for a while, then see if there are any older disciples nearby and ask them to help you adjust your inner breath, do you know?" Yuan Qingzhu looked at the seven or eight young women in front of him Baby, with a gentle smile, said, "Just remember not to roll around in the snow. If you get your clothes wet, you will easily catch a cold. Don't take off your clothes like your careless seniors, understand?"

Although Murong Ziying didn't understand why, she still nodded obediently, and an eight-year-old child standing beside him couldn't help but said: "Master! Why not? Mother said that a man is a man who can stand up to the wind and rain!" "

Yuan Qingzhu's smile is still gentle, even revealing a trace of kindness, but his words are very sharp and unappealing: "First, this action is indecent and will cause damage to other people's eyes; second, the three generations of Jianzong went up. The disciple will definitely beat you up when he sees you doing this; thirdly, I pray that you don’t meet the acting suzerain, otherwise it’s not a matter of beating up, he will definitely beat you to the point where you can’t take care of yourself.”

The boy next to Murong Ziying faltered for a moment, shrank back in fear, and said falteringly, "...Why? Obviously, no one would say anything if everyone in the village was naked..."

Yuan Qingzhu touched the back of the boy's head with compassion in his eyes, and the boy trembled all over, before he smiled and said, "Son, you have to know that in the eyes of most disciples, male disciples over seven years old are no longer children. And it is unforgivable for a stinky man to be naked in Jianzong. You know-if the acting suzerain finds out, the suzerain rarely has the interest to come down for a walk, but meets several male disciples who are indecent, what will happen? ?"

The little boy trembled all over, his scalp was numb, he nodded repeatedly, and finally stopped talking.

Murong Ziying frowned, wrinkled her fair face, counted on her fingers, and realized that she still had two years until the deadline, so she was a little relieved.But just in case, Murong Ziying decided that she must cover up her clothes in the future, and all the buttons must be buttoned up, and she must not be "indecent"!

"You are still young now. Apart from laying the foundation, the morning class is to go to the study to read and read. There will be different disciples teaching you. The disciples of Jianzong may not know poetry, but they must not understand swordsmanship experience. Do you know?" Seeing Murong Ziying's small movements, Yuan Qingzhu couldn't help laughing, but he still devoted himself to introducing Jianzong's situation to his disciples.

With a serious face, Murong Ziying couldn't help but think that the swordsmanship book that the suzerain gave him yesterday only contained movements and the routes of the meridians. The words are quite small, and I should be able to understand it soon.

"You haven't bigu yet, you need to eat five grains, the meal room is not far from where you live, remember not to miss the meal. You can also buy some bigu pills, but most of the bigu pills are prepared for some disciples to take during retreat , the taste is also very bad, you are still growing, if you don’t want to become a winter melon in the kitchen in the future, it’s best to eat three meals a day as usual.”

Murong Ziying thought about the height of the winter melon, then looked at Yuan Qingzhu's slender and straight figure, and nodded solemnly.

The life in Jianzong is not as hard and sad as Murong Ziying imagined at first. The life of Jianzong's disciples is very fulfilling and stable.Most of the disciples who are active in the sect today are the disciples of the fourth to fifth generations. Some of the disciples of the third generation died of old age, some got married, and some escaped into the world of mortals to understand the way of swordsmanship.There are only a few disciples of the second generation, except for the suzerain Ye Huaijin who will appear, the rest of them have been in seclusion all year round like the suzerain and have not been seen.

Although Ye Jiusi once said, "If you don't understand, you can ask", but Murong Ziying didn't dare to bother that immortal who had become an extinct legend in Jianzong, and he was even a little afraid of the immortal who was like the head of Suyao. The unsmiling master of Jianzong.He is intelligent by nature and has a very high level of comprehension. He often thinks on his own. If he really doesn't understand, he will choose to ask other disciples of the fourth generation.It's just that everyone in the Sword Sect has their own uniqueness and differences in their swordsmanship and observations. In desperation, Murong Ziying chose to find the Dai Sect Master who had a gentle and amiable smile when he first brought him into the Sect.

"Are you afraid of the suzerain? Why?" Looking at the book Murong Ziying handed over, Ye Huaijin raised her eyebrows in astonishment. In his opinion, his sister could not be more gentle, but obviously others didn't think so.

Murong Ziying lowered her head, pursed her lips and said nothing, Ye Huaijin came back to her senses and felt that this question was a bit forced on the child, so she smiled and touched his head, saying: "The suzerain is not fierce, she just doesn't like talking very much. , but they are very good to students, especially children." Speaking of this, Ye Huaijin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and he never thought that he would have such an explanation to others one day.

After all, that person was once so gentle.

When Ye Huaijin asked Ye Jiusi to meet Murong Ziying, she hoped that Ye Jiusi would have something to do and not wait forever.But seeing Murong Ziying like this, Ye Huaijin also felt deeply apologetic, thinking that he forced it, he took the book from Murong Ziying, smiled and flipped through it, but couldn't help being slightly startled when he saw the contents of the book, It seems that Ye Jiusi never thought that Ye Jiusi would teach these things to Ziying.The heart sword that integrates offense and defense has been derived into thousands of changes by Ye Jiusi. It's swordsmanship, it's better to say it's another "God of War Illustrated Record".

Jianzong took the path of entering Taoism through martial arts. The "God of War Illustrated Record" that can realize different morals and changes is the foundation of Jianzong, and no one can imitate it. The way of controlling the sword is the sum of what Ye Ying and Ye Jiusi have learned up.In the future, no matter what kind of kendo Murong Ziying practiced, she would be able to develop different sword techniques on her own, instead of being imprisoned in Qionghua's inherent sword skills.

Even knowing the preciousness of this book, Ye Huaijin just smiled casually. He didn't even care whether Murong Ziying would hand over the book to the Qionghua Sect, but said gently: "It's still too much for you to practice these things now." Reluctantly, put this book away, maybe you will be able to understand it when you grow up in the future. The foundation is the most important, so let's start from the basics, okay?"

Although Murong Ziying didn't know why, she still put the book away and took the most basic swordsmanship book from Ye Huaijin.

Seeing Murong Ziying's leaving back, Ye Huaijin suddenly understood Zong Lian's intention.Murong Ziying has all the mentality, qualifications, and understanding that ordinary people lack on the road to ascension. As long as he has a solid and stable foundation, his future will be smooth and bright.If such a talented and beautiful quality, pure and uncut jade is not carefully carved and cultivated, I am afraid that in the future, the wisdom will be hurt, and the jade will be buried in incense, what a pity it is?

Otherwise, just like Xi and his host Xuan Xiao, if he spends half of his life wrongly, he will end up in a state of madness. He is so amazing and brilliant, and in the end, it is not just that he wants to break the passing water with his sword, but he spends his youth to create calamity. Ash?

Maybe Zong Lian understood this truth?Jianzong may not be able to give Murong Ziying the best, but what he can give him is only two words, down-to-earth.

Ye Huaijin picked up the pen and wrote down the words. After finishing a line, she folded her sleeves and held the scroll, but smiled faintly.

Murong Ziying only stayed in Jianzong for one year, but in just one year, he didn't learn any fairy sword skills. The four seasons changed, and he practiced the simplest sword skills every day, wielding the most common sword skills. iron sword.Perhaps if you were another disciple, you would feel that Jianzong deliberately hid himself, or deliberately squeezed himself out.But Murong Ziying didn't feel that Jianzong had neglected her, nor did she feel wronged. He just concentrated on learning his own sword, often sparring with others or asking for advice, striving to do his best, and taking his own sword seriously. Every day every inch of years.

Because of daily hard work, his body has gradually become stronger, and he is no longer pale and blood-deficient.Seven years old is the age to remember things and distinguish between beauty and ugliness. In the eyes of the world, seven years old is already the age that should be grown up.Although Murong Ziying is still a young child, she feels that she is already an adult, and she behaves very calmly and properly.His facial features have also gradually opened up, perhaps from the blood of the Xianbei people, his facial features are profound and handsome, but he has a pair of beautiful eyes, as dark as black jade, clear and bright, and his brows are full of righteousness, making him extraordinarily handsome Like jade.

He has been in Jianzong for more than a year, but he has never seen the master of Jianzong.It wasn't until the day when he was about to say goodbye that he saw the woman in white again, her beautiful eyes were lightly closed, her brows were cold, and he saluted her, but she just said "Treasure" calmly.The tone was still somewhat cold, but Murong Ziying was not as intimidated as she was at the beginning. He knew that she was not pretending to be cold, but just her personality.

The tenderness at that moment when we first met seemed to have never existed.

When Murong Ziying left, she looked back from afar, only to see that she closed her eyes, raised her eyebrows, tilted her head, and the corners of her lips were curved gently, as if she was whispering to someone.

A gentle whisper came from the wind in the distance, gently calling "Master".

In the ten years since then, Murong Ziying has never seen this woman who has turned into a thin silhouette in her memory, but the scene of parting is the only one that is still profound and clear even after more than ten years.Maybe it's because of the rare gentleness of that ice-like person, or maybe it's because she is a rare memory in Jianzong's plain memory, but that gentle whisper seems to have fallen into the interlayer of memories, never fades go.

Murong Ziying doesn't understand human love, but vaguely, he feels that there must be someone living in that ice-like heart.

He thought that he had encountered a mysterious book, or that a child had bought a lantern with riddles written on it, but he didn't think that he had touched a bloody past, and every time he turned a page, there were heavy muddy tears.

A lonely and indifferent fairy?No, just an idiot.

How long can a year be?How long can a lifetime be?Waiting for a person's return... How long can it be?

Ye Jiusi didn't know.

Ye Ying's last trace of breath disappeared by her side, and she also slowly opened her eyes, seeing the gradually dimming light of the jade bar in her hand, she just lowered her eyes.She blinked, because she was not used to the sudden light, a little tear came out of the corner of her eye, but she wiped it away.She walked to the window and watched the snow fall quietly, but it has been falling for so many years.

It was the desolate snow falling on her heart, every piece was soaked with longing.

"I want to fold a gardenia for Master."

"I want to give him a spring."

The winter snow melted, and the green buds first bloomed. Ye Jiusi stimulated his celestial power to the extreme. Seeing the snow all over the mountains and plains covered by green shade, he smiled calmly.

She stroked Yuheng gently, and dropped a shallow kiss on it, but her dark eyes seemed to be filled with water in an instant.She said "Wait for me" in a low voice, but her words were as light as catkins floating in the wind or feathers falling in the water. I don't know how much obsession and lingering meaning there is?

Later, even Ye Huaijin seldom saw Jiusi, which made this keen man aware of something wrong, as if Ye Jiusi told him that she would choose to break the void with Ye Ying.At that time, the woman with tall black hair had a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes were full of sadness. He said he couldn't bear her, and she said she was the same, but it was just joys and sorrows, and she couldn't be forced.Later, I walked alone for a long time, but I don’t know why I always think of her with a bright smile leaning against the snow-haired man. The happiest and best time in her life seems to have that person by her side .

Ye Huaijin felt that she was so reluctant to give up, but she had such expectations. She seemed to be fading out of her life, but it seemed that she had the old tenderness.He looked at the lush and verdant Cangwu Mountain, but his mood was extraordinarily peaceful and peaceful. Some dreams were about to wake up, and some sighed that things were right and wrong, but most of them were relieved and unspeakably touched.

"It's been so many years." She gently stroked his hair, her tone was flat but full of pity, "I missed you, and I owe you a lot these years."

"Where did you owe it or not? Sister, Jin can have today, so why not you gave it to me?" Ye Huaijin seemed to think of the past, and she couldn't help laughing, but her tone was as calm as clouds and as cool as water, " When she was young, Jin only wanted to survive, and the best thing was to be adopted by a farmer with a few buckets of food, or to be a gangster who didn’t worry about food and clothing. But now, Jin’s life is so brilliant, so wonderful, ordinary people Jin has everything that he has been looking for so hard. In this life, he is fortunate to be able to aspire to the pinnacle of martial arts, and to be able to touch things beyond the realm of transformation. His life will be peaceful, and he will die without regrets."

"What's more, sister, as long as we live, we will meet again in the end."

Ye Jiusi looked at the delicate and green green outside the window. The greenery was full of greenness, and it was already like a spring full of flowers.When she saw the word "Jian Zong" written on the mountain wall with strong strokes and awe-inspiring sword spirit, she thought of many people and many things.Jianzong is almost her second home.Ye Jiusi didn't know if he would return safely, but all he could do now was to keep Jianzong from being implicated by him.A hundred years and a thousand years, maybe she has turned into a rotten bone, and with a handful of loess, Jianzong will still pass on her beliefs from generation to generation, endlessly.

Maybe life is like this, maybe reincarnation is like this, maybe the way of heaven... is also like this.

"Life does not meet, it moves like participating in business—tomorrow is separated by mountains, and the world is boundless—" Ye Huaijin read softly, and whispered, "Sister, take care."

The author has something to say: ...I am very tired today, tired physically and mentally, I haven’t slept well for several days, Cavin encountered a barrier, and my heart is panicked, I don’t want to say anything, I don’t want to do anything, just like falling into a burnout I don't even want to write any more... But, it's the weekend after all, so I don't want to disappoint the cuties.

Everyone's message... I'm sorry, can the author reply one by one when you have time?

The author has read everyone's messages, so he has thought carefully for a long time, and also asked the opinions of his good friend Bi Luoshang in China. I think it may be because I am too greedy and have set up too many layouts and foreshadowings. The entanglement has caused the plot to be cumbersome now, and the branch lines are too complicated, so it seems procrastinated.

This is because I didn't think carefully, so I would like to apologize to you little cuties.

World of Sword and Sword is the first and only time I played a large-scale 3D plot game. There are many characters I like, and there are many things I want to change, so I can’t help but want to write it, especially because the author’s outline collapsed. , so the writing is more casual and more chaotic.Too much ink in the supporting roles makes the plot line that the protagonist should have become blurred, but the supporting roles are not involved in the relationship with the protagonist and there is no need to write, so there is a sense of confusion for a while, and the setting of Jianzong It must have deviated a bit from the track, and the author's writing skills still failed to control the plot.

So, very sorry.

The reason why so many pens and inks are used to write Zonglian is because I want to attract Murong Ziying, and the existence of Murong Ziying is not because the author wants to improve Xiao Jiuer's style or promote how powerful Xiao Jiuer is, I just—— I just want to get rid of Suyao's "jealous and jealous" hat, and the swordsmanship of Murong Ziying is very similar to the heart sword, and no one else has used it except him, so the brain is wide open.But now... I also feel that I am not in the mood to continue writing in detail.I don’t mean to let Xiao Jiu’er interfere in other people’s lives, and it’s boring if the fan-humanities don’t follow any plots, but I think my biggest problem should be due to the overly exaggerated description and setting of Xiao Jiu’er , I have placed too many expectations on her, and I also hope that she can become stronger, so what I write is an image that is close to a male god. After all, a male god is the person I look forward to the most, but she is Xiaojiu after all, not a male. god.

The outline and plot line were re-drawn, and many branch plots were cut off. The author decided to go straight to the point. Xiao Jiuer’s growth has been written for too long. I vaguely regarded her as a male god, but this is wrong. Yes, the procrastination of the plot has affected the existence of the male god, and all the words I wrote about the male god have gradually faded away, because the time has passed too long.

For the brainless fans, this is unforgivable, so even though I want to write about other supporting characters with different personalities, the author does not intend to focus too much on it.

Thanks to the little cuties who have always supported me and spoke for me, and also to Bi Luoshang, a good Chinese friend, and Jia Jun, an unknown passerby who speaks rough and unreasonable words.I am also a little helpless with Mr. Jia, a passer-by. I will pay attention to my own description problems, but I really didn’t think of giving all the credit to Xiaojiu’er at first. During the overhaul, I will modify all the ambiguous things. Thank you for your review.

I didn't want to clear it up so early, but it's not good to procrastinate, so let's write it clearly. This parting scene will be the root of Ziying's entanglement in the future.

Little cuties, you dote on me too much, what if I learn badly, become arrogant, lose my mind, and really fail to write? QAQ I can't stand you, I want to improve and write better books, and show you better plots, but my methods are not mature enough, I will read more books and study hard!

Both cutie and Abi are my true love, I want them to live and die with Abi.

So... Abi, accompany me to die. If we really write the writer's city in the future, we can hold hands and go face to face, and face the son and daughter who are sick with snake spirits together. Guys of both types will love to meet you. (Inorganic mourning sick laugh)

I really love you deeply_(:зゝ∠)_

Thanks to [18937259], [Bamboo Soul Nuoyu], [Danqing Shujuan], [Jiangling Juzheng], [Yiye Xinying], [19636939], [Jinyiyu], [Zhongchang Ningshuang], [June] for mines Reward~!Hugging you, I don't have much strength, let the author lie on the ground and show you how cute...

I feel like I'm about to catch a cold...