Chapter 38: First knowledge of swordsmanship

The dark sky is as ink, dotted with stars, like countless bright eyes in the sky, watching every move in the world. This black and white day is no different for countless stars. Only people on the ground can only see the shining stars when the dark sky is thick.

Chen Rufeng leaned on his hands and lay on the bamboo shake** made for him by Yuan Sirou. His feet staggered and shook the ground, like a blade moving with the wind. He looked up at the starry sky and stared into the distance. Unfortunately, he was limited by the naked eye and could not see the boundless sky. For a moment, Chen Rufeng suddenly sighed in his heart that people were small and the world was vast, and he couldn't help sighing.

He didn't know why he was so crazy that he pulled his thoughts to the vast earth. These were not what he could understand. He shook his head and pulled the thoughts flying out of the sky into his body.

Isn't this second master too mean? He casually made a bamboo bed for him and hung it outside the house. In this way, regardless of whether he was hit by the wind, rain and the poisonous sun, Yuan Sirou drove Chen Rufeng outside the house to rest on the grounds of the lack of beds in the room. Compared with Chaogui, Chen Rufeng felt that the old drunkard was much more amiable.

In fact, in the two days since Chen Rufeng and Yuan Sirou have been together, he has said very little. What Chen Rufeng often talks about is just the words "oh", "um" and "ah". The most helpless thing for him was that Yuan Sirou often sent him to the stream to catch fish, and then finally caught a fat and tender meat back, but Chen Rufeng could only get the fish head and tail, which often made Chen Rufeng hungry.

The most outrageous thing is that so far, Yuan Sirou has not taught him any content of "good water flow" or "soft swordsmanship". This made Chen Rufeng couldn't help saying in his heart whether the second master had the intention to teach himself.

However, Chen Rufeng was also embarrassed to say something, so he could only swallow his breath. He felt more like being sent to accompany this hundreds of-year-old man than to learn from him. After all, three extraordinary people have appeared for him, and they are embarrassed to live up to the kindness of the three people. They have to stay here for a period of time.

Finally, three days later, Yuan Sirou shook the bamboo bed outside the house and Chen Rufeng, who was shaking the sunflower fan in his hand, called in. Chen Rufeng jumped out of the bed like a monkey and respectfully ran to Yuan Sirou.

"Second Master!" Chen Rufeng screamed sweetly. Yuan Sirou glanced at him and said nothing. He stroked his chin and looked at Chen Rufeng with strange eyes, as if he wanted to see the bones under his skin and flesh clearly.

Chen Rufeng looked down at his clothes uncomily, thinking that something was dirty. Yuan Sirou closed her eyes, smiled, straightened her face, and stiffened Yan Shi's face. With a dry cough, Chen Rufeng was scared like a frozen ice, and she dared not move, waiting for Yuan Sirou's instruction.

"Well, like the wind, you have been here for nearly three days. After my observation for days, I also feel that you are a good talent. Today, I will begin to teach you my 'good water flow' and 'jiu swordsmanship'. Now I'll teach you some basic skills of swordsmanship first. Yuan Sirou said solemnly. Chen Rufeng nodded repeatedly and was very excited. He looked like a student who was eager to listen to teaching.

Yuan Sirou's eyes turned, grasped the words in her heart, and said, "The basic skills of this swordsmanship are actually not difficult. First of all, let's talk about the realm of using swords. Our sword practitioners have three realms. The first is 'things as swords', that is, as you can see, swordsmen will use their own swords, or use other foreign objects as swords. The second is 'qi as a sword'. Few people can achieve this realm. People who reach this realm have been able to use true qi as swords, and the deeper the skill, the stronger the condensed sword. As for the third realm, it is 'heart as the sword', which is the 'heart sword' realm that all sword practitioners dream of. Throughout the ages, only one person can reach such a realm. He is the famous sword clan!"

Chen Rufeng has already been intoxicated with listening. According to what he saw on that day, Zegengyun has already reached the realm of "qi as a sword". The sword light like a torrent is no less than the sword cast by those fine iron. He happily fantasized that it was enough for him to reach the realm of Zeguyun one day, and he didn't want more.

When Yuan Sirou saw Chen Rufeng's expression that he was almost dripping, she muttered in her heart that she had violated the taboo of a hermit. If she was told by Song Yuan, she was afraid that he would be furious again and even uprooted his "flowing house". However, he can't bear the kindness of those three people, especially Ze Kunyun. If it hadn't been for him that day, he would not have run out of the Thousand Sword Gate so comfortably to hide in this hidden bamboo forest as a hermit.

Now I have to risk being told by Song Yuan to throw a bunch of sword tricks to Chen Rufeng quickly, and then drive him away to avoid Song's ears and eyes to hide from the secret of the sky and the sea, so as to ensure that everything is good.

"As for my 'soft swordsmanship' and 'good water flow', it was created by my clan swordsmanship combined with Qianjianmen that day, and there is no other centimeter for this family." At this point, Yuan Sirou's face lit up with arrogance and nostalgia, and seemed to return to the stormy years of that day. She dominated the swords world and became famous for a while. "Jianjutsu, as the name implies, adheres to the principle of softness and strength, does not pursue fast, hard and strong swords, but pays attention to the late development, pulling out thousands of catties. As for this good water flow, it is my original method of mind. I use water as the medium to communicate with heaven and earth and cultivate a good mind. The method of good water flow is very important to you..."

Speaking of this, Yuan Sirou paused slightly and looked at Chen Rufeng's hungry and thirsty face. She thought in her heart that this good water flow is the only way to remove the magic gas in your body. Once the magic gas is removed, it will be solved naturally. Whether it can help you depends on your mastery of this good water flow method. He took a lot of effort to emphasize the importance of good water and mind, but Chen Rufeng listened with relish, and he accepted all the crackling words and even nodded.

"Well, let's talk about this today," Yuan Sirou looked out of the window and didn't know that time had passed. The sunlight hanging in the sky had become apple-like red. The sunset was gently plated over the hidden bamboo forest. Bamboo poles were like sleepy soldiers, and the faint glow hummed a sleep-provoking tune.

"Second Master, are you going to catch fish today?" Chen Rufeng was in a good mood today and took the initiative to ask Ying to go fishing for dinner. Unexpectedly, Yuan Sirou just waved her hand and said lightly, "No, there are still more than a dozen bamboo baskets under my bed, which are enough for us to eat for a few days."

Chen Rufeng is shocked.

Early morning, Chen Rufeng was awakened by Yuan Sirou's slap and dragged him to the depths of the hidden bamboo forest.

"Does every master have such a hobby and like to pull up and practice in the morning when others are sleeping?" Chen Rufeng remembered that he had forced him to run around the erratic before dawn. Today, Yuan Sirou actually imitated it, and he had to moan bitterly. Is it possible that the two have exchanged experiences of torturing apprentices?

Chen Rufeng was taken to a place where bamboo is long and surrounded by grass. Looking around this place, it is also a green field with lush bamboo leaves. Among them, there are only bamboos of adult height, embedded in the soil, fresh and mixed with the smell of soil, which is refreshing.

Although the hidden bamboo forest is dominated by green bamboo, there are many large trees with thick waists and leaves like hats. Compared with a sea of bamboo, these big trees stand out from the crowd and are unique, just like the generals who lead this bamboo forest. They are majestic and cast huge tree shadows on the top of the bamboo without anger. .

Chen Rufeng sat leaning on a tree trunk of the size of four people, and the bamboo forest was full of silence that made Chen Rufeng unable to hide his deep fatigue and yawn to the sky.

"I'll show you some sword moves today." As soon as Yuan Sirou said this, Chen Rufeng suddenly shook his spirits, and his eyes were shaken and opened hugely.

Yuan Sirou looked at him meaningfully and said, "Look at it!"

Yuan Sirou waved his broad sleeves, and a blue sword like water slipped out of his cuffs, and his palms clenched the hilt. Chen Rufeng looked at the sword and couldn't help frowning. Can such a short "sword" that is not half-long enough to be called a "sword"? At most, it's just a dagger.

Yuan Sirou obviously noticed Chen Rufeng's expression and explained, "This is my 'flowing sword', which is one of the thousands of swords. Although it is short, its power is second to none among thousands of swords.

Hearing Yuan Sirou's words, Chen Rufeng narrowed his eyes and looked at the "flowing sword" carefully. There are three wave-like curved lines on this short sword, like running water, and the hilt is white, as if the sword has been immersed in the spring. It was only taken out once soon. It was extremely clean, and a slight blue and white light shined from the sword.

Yuan Sirou's eyebrows moved, and before Chen Rufeng could react, she began to dance the sword.

As soon as the flowing sword moves, a clear * clings to the tip of the sword and sweeps a water shadow out of thin air. Yuan Sirou's speed was also extremely slow. Chen Rufeng's naked eyes even felt that he had not moved, and a faint layer of water mist covered Yuan Sirou.

Every thorn and every cut of the flowing sword is so soft and powerless, but between each move, there will always be invisible water waves stirred up, as if Yuan Sirou is dancing in the water. Although the speed and strength are gentle, the landing point of the flowing sword is just right, natural and flawless.

Chen Rufeng has been intoxicated. Although such a beautiful soft sword dance looks weak, it is still powerful, just like a big ship weighing a thousand catties can also be carried by water. The flowing sword took off Yuan Sirou's hand and flew forward, and many drops of water splashed in the air and broke into more subtle drops of water. The flowing sword is like a fish swimming in the water, and a trace of water lines bloom with its progress, and even the air around it seems to slow down with it. In the end, the flowing sword hung in mid-air, and a huge wave of water rippled away on the tip of the sword, like a stone falling into the water, but full of gentleness and softness.

unconsciously, Chen Rufeng's eyes were dull and his palms bulged.

Even if it is slow, it can be so slowed so perfectly, as if even the speed of everything in the world has slowed down with it.

Yuan Sirou put his sword into his sleeve, secretly proudly, and showed his hand in front of his apprentice. I'm afraid he will also be convinced in the future and won't feel that he is a person with a false reputation, will he?

"Okay, I have demonstrated the swordsmanship. You can understand it yourself." Yuan Sirou said, put a hand on the short bamboo that was as long as half a man, clenched it, and gently pulled it out. The soil inserted in the short bamboo splashed everywhere and was pulled out by Yuan Sirou. Yuan Sirou held the bamboo in her hand, glanced from top to bottom, exhaled and blew off the soil stained on the bamboo, and threw it to Chen Rufeng, "This is your sword in the future."

Chen Rufeng stretched out his hands, grabbed the short bamboo, and looked at the bamboo joint on it in astonishment. The short bamboo was as thick as four thumbs. He waved it out of thin air and could dance a whist. It seemed that the bamboo was also hard and strong.

"Remember to practice hard and don't be lazy." Yuan Sirou left slowly with her hands behind her back, leaving Chen Rufeng standing still in a stunned way and couldn't see the secret smile on Yuan Sirou's face.