Chapter 307 How did Daizong teach art?

Mr. Nanguo's wine was dry and drank extremely pleasantly. A few bowls of wine made the old urchin with a crane-haired childish face blush, but when he pushed the cup and changed the cup, the wide robe sleeves waved freely, and there was another elegant wind, like the elegance of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, which was unrestrained, which was very suitable for the temper of the son of the Mingyue.

Mr. Mingyue drank all the bowl and smiled, "Even if Mr. Nanguo doesn't say it, the younger generation can see that the old gentleman is a Confucian scholar, and he has his own demeanor. The younger generation dared to ask, why did the old gentleman jump out of the three worlds and not be in the five elements?"

Mr. Nanguo shouted, "Oh! I said that I only care about drinking and passing on my skills. I don't have to ask me about my origin, let alone know that I am evil, because I can't say it myself, haha!"

Mr. Nanguo's laughter cut through the night sky and spread far away, with the vicissitudes of life.

Mr. Mingyue poured another bowl, raised the bowl and smiled, "Mr. Nanguo is so cheerful. The younger generation will give you a bowl!"

With a jingle, the wine bowl almost broke, and the two drank vigorously.

Mr. Guo couldn't help sighing: "If the smells are similar, you can be called a confidant, but it's a pity that the little brother was born decades late, otherwise he would practice for decades. In today's world, no one dares to do anything!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "He has been practicing for decades! Come on, the younger generation has been feeling bored for several years of hard work. As for what dares to dominate the world, it is even more tasteless, which is not what I want.

Mr. Nanguo frowned and said, "Young people should strive to make progress, but they don't know that learning is endless. Martial arts needs to be practiced all their lives. How can they say such a frustrating thing?"

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "Many people are crazy about learning martial arts. I don't want to be like them. In addition to practicing martial arts all day long, what can they do? Isn't it good for me to eat and sleep?

Mr. Nanguo shook his head and sighed, "Anyway, you promised to learn martial arts from me. Hey hey, I won't teach you to be better than the old man Tianya, and it's not in vain my name!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "It took me more than ten days to learn the Xuanmen Mind Method. It took me more than ten days to learn it, even slower than my two sisters. I recited the nine pictures of the Xuanmen Mind Method in a few days. I used it for ten days. It can be seen that the old gentleman said that I have excellent qualifications. What good talent and beauty, I I feel ashamed."

Mr. Nanguo said disapprovingly, "I am extremely accurate in my life. It's not an exaguable to say that you are extraordinary in being a saint, haha! I will take you to Aolaifeng to teach you the supreme method. Just leave!"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned, smiled more bitterly and sighed, "It's almost midnight. I haven't slept yet. Forget it tonight. The younger generation will personally go to Aolaifeng for advice another day. The senior is a believer, and the younger generation is naturally a gentleman, hehe."

Mr. Nanguo shook his head and said, "How can young people be lazy? They don't need a worse time. Come back to sleep and go!"

With that, Mr. Nanguo drank another bowl, sprinkled a handful of silver on the wine table, pulled up Mr. Mingyue and left.

Mr. Mingyue felt a strong force coming from his arm, and his body seemed to be extremely energetic. He saw Mr. Nangong pulling himself and running faster and faster. Mr. Mingyue had to take advantage of this power to fly. The wind around him was like a tsunami, and Tai'an City passed in the blink of an eye.

Mr. Nanguo said lightly, "I don't care if your character is not correct. As for the girl doll Liuxiang in the dark night, I don't know much, but I just recognize her father's sword demon."

After saying that, Mr. Nan Guo's childlike face seemed to be serious, and he seemed to be far away and thinking about something.

Mr. Mingyue suddenly said, "Oh, Mr. Nanguo was originally a descendant of Confucianism, and the sword demon is also one of the four demons of Confucian poetry, wine, sword and piano. Of course, it is not surprising to recognize the daughter of the deceased, hehe. However, as the old gentleman said, you can teach me a few martial arts spells. I should lie comfortably on the bed of Xu Ji Inn on the fourth watch.

Mr. Nanguo suddenly woke up from the deep memories of the past and said faintly, "Don't worry. I'll send you back when it's almost four days. I've always been right."