MTL - Thousand Autumns-~ Chapter 106

While Shen Yun was meditating, Yan Wushi had already finished the sugar man's waist and was heading towards the "thigh" part.

Seeing this look, who can believe that this person is Yan Wushi? If he behaves this way in front of Duan Wenji and others, there is a high probability that he will be beaten without scum.

Shen Yan could not help but sighed, pulled someone into a restaurant, and sat down and asked, "You just heard what the man said, but what do you think?"

Yan Wushi lifted the power fence and bit the remaining sugar men into his mouth. He chewed on his cheeks and looked at him without expression.

Shen Yunhan is excellent, and she can't help but twitch the corners of her mouth: "Although you are Xie Ling's disposition now, you should be able to understand me?"

Yan Wushi hummed.

Shen Yun: "So what are your plans? I'll take you directly to Chang'an to find your apprentice?"

Yan Wushi: "No."

He seemed reluctant to speak, and even frowned slightly for this, and it took a while before he said, "Send a message to them."

Shen Yanshou: "Okay, when Bian Yanmei receives the message and meets with you, you can discuss the countermeasures, and the gang Yuezong ’s power in Qi Kingdom is not small. When he enters the qi kingdom, he should be able to find the gangsters After all, how do you communicate? "

Yan Wushi: "I don't remember."

The implication is that "Xie Ling" does not remember now.

Shen Yan wanted to sigh again: "It's nothing, it's a matter of long-term discussion, it's not too late to talk to North Zhou."

Time to talk, my buddies have brought the food, the conditions here are much better than they were in the town before, but the order is no longer just mutton soup and pancakes. In winter, the shadow of amaranth can be seen on the plate. It is not easy.

This is located in the center of the market. They sit next to the window, looking down from the second floor. There are a lot of people doing small business downstairs. They scream and bargain, one person is dancing downstairs just below them. He also held a huge wolf in his hand, and accompanied him to somersault or jump. The wolf dipped in water would drag a trail of lightness and lightness on the ground. Looking closely, it was an imitation of the Eastern Jin Dynasty's "Lanting Collection".

The performance was novel and interesting, and it quickly attracted many people to gather on the sidelines. The locals may not all be literate and understand what he wrote, but the busker's posture is neat and beautiful, and he can often win a lot of applause.

Seeing Yan Wushi watching intently, Shen Yan also glanced casually, but when he saw those handwriting left by the wolf on the ground, his heart chord moved suddenly, and he felt a kind of bypass and irritability.

That man's kung fu is not even martial arts, it's just a rough kung fu, but he is very smart. He combines western dance with boxing, both like dancing and juggling. He can take time to write in the middle. It is interesting and fresh, and at most a few copper plates with money are enough for this busker to eat and drink for a day.

However, this person is not just perfunctory because others are just watching a lively event, that is, the use of the "Lanting Collection" written by the huge wolf on the uneven ground is not good, and it can be instigated by many experts in Zhongyuan immediately. However, he stroked, focused, and completely forgotten. He was completely immersed in his dance, his eyes fell on the ground instantly, his pens were heavy, his bones were thin and round, and he refused to be sloppy.

Martial arts is very mysterious. It pays attention to talent, diligence, and understanding. Sometimes it takes days or even years of hard work to make no progress. Once you have a few gains, you suddenly realize that you can enter a new realm.

Now, when Shen Yan watched every act of the busker, a scene naturally appeared in his mind.

In the scene, the busker becomes Shen Yan himself, and there is no longer a wolf in his hand, but a sword.

To be good is water, water is good to benefit everything without dispute, and treat all people's evil, so it is more than Tao.

The waves of the sea and the mountains are like avenues.

He danced a set of swordsmanship, like the Canglang Sword Technique of Xuandu Mountain, but Shen Yun also knew that it was not the Canglang Sword Technique but his own swordsmanship.

Slowly, the set of swordsmanship took shape in his mind, Shen Yun almost forgot everything around him, he even forgot that he was still in the inn, forgot to bring a Master Wu Yan beside him, and then he stood up and looked outward. Rushing away, flying away from the city without dust.

He couldn't wait to prove this set of swordsmanship!

Chapter 70

For those who have achieved martial arts, flying flowers and leaves can hurt people, so to a certain level, martial arts tricks are similar to foreign objects, and may not be the key to defeating the enemy.

However, this does not mean that the move is unnecessary. It is the so-called voice, both internally and externally. If there is only one peerless internal skill, it is equivalent to having a precious mountain without knowing how to use it.

Qi Fengge's generation of martial arts wizards, who knows the sword learners too much, can be dazzled by too many sword tricks. I do n’t know how to use them. It ’s better to simplify them. One of them is the famous Canglang Jianjue.

Xuandushan's swordsmanship incorporates Taoist quiet and inaction, natural principles of Taoism, pay attention to static braking, postponement, light and elegant, Shen Shen temperament fits in with it, and it is more effective with less effort.

However, after he began to practice the true energy in Zhu Yangce, the original sword strokes have gradually become unsuitable, because Zhu Yangce not only contains Taoist principles, but also incorporates the essence of Confucianism and Buddhism, and Confucianism The ingeniousness of the door and the fierceness of the Buddha's door cannot be reflected in the Canglang Sword Technique.

However, even though there are different things in the world, there are always similarities. Only when he saw that person was writing calligraphy and dancing, even though the other party was in a busy city, he was also doing art work to make money, but he seemed to However, he didn't think he needed to please the crowd, but instead immersed himself in what he did, dancing and concentrating, the Western Region dance was bold and vigorous, and the calligraphy was a delicate work. The combination of the two was a kind of softness and tenderness. Strange and harmonious, others may only think that his movements are very good-looking, but Shen Ye suddenly touched the bypass, and realized a new set of swordsmanship.

At this moment, the sword fell, the sword was full of light, the leaves fell in winter, and everything was withered. However, one person, one sword, swept away, turned around, and sometimes the spring rain turned soft, sometimes soft, and sometimes just passed the Buddha's pestle. .

Spring is warm, summer is clear, summer is all in it.

Xiao Xiaoqiufeng, gnawing winter grass, hidden but not hurt.

Polyester mountains and rivers, turbulent Jianghan, Qiyun Tiancheng.

Shenguang clutches, and the sun is light, and the light body stands tall, if it will fly but never fly.

The heart is in the sword, the sword is in the person, and I forget both things, and they are clear.

The dead wood around me seemed to feel the same. The sword qi came, and the dead wood fell down. There was a sword qi on the ground that was originally dry and cold, deep or shallow, or long or short. The occasional dead leaves were deterred by the qi. Li Zhi, but did not land, but swirled around the sword.

Suddenly, the sword tip trembled, and the dead leaves seemed to tremble slightly, and then they shot forward, declining so fast that they went straight into the trunk of the tree, without revealing anything.

It is not uncommon for a master to infuse flying leaves with leaves to injure people, but with swords and leaves, the realm is one level higher.

Mountains and rivers hummed with sad swords, seeming to fluctuate in accordance with the host's mood. There are hidden mountains and rivers, the sound of wind and thunder, and the sword light is not dazzling. It only covers the thin layer of the sword, which is more than before It is soft, but this layer of sword light can actually follow the mind of Shen Shen, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

After completing a set of swordsmanship, Shen Yun took the sword and stood up, slowly exhaling, the feeling of irritability in his heart had not calmed down, but his chest was surging, and he wanted to gag.

He knew very well that this was because he had just realized the realm of "Sword Heart", but the internal force could not fully control the sword heart.

The person who learns martial arts has nothing but the ability to make continuous progress and advance to a new level, so he looks down at the master, and the master hopes to continue to climb upwards. There is no limit to learning the martial arts. The four realms of swordsmanship, sword air, sword meaning, sword heart, and sword god. For many people, the "sword god" only ends in legend. Except for the warring states, Mo Xie used his body to stab his sword and use his life to achieve the sword **** realm. In addition, almost no one has been able to reach this state since ancient times.

As for the Jianxin state, looking at the world for decades, only Tao Hongjing and Qi Fengge reached it.

The Sri Lankans are dead, and Tao Hongjing and Qi Fengge will eventually become history.

Shen Yun, however, is still alive.

Shen Daochang received the sword standing in place, slowly adjusting the turbulent atmosphere, and the heartfelt feeling gradually dissipated. He suddenly remembered a very serious matter: Yan Wushi was forgotten in the restaurant.

Shen Yan screamed badly and flew back to the city immediately.

Yan Wushi was penniless, and he left again. If the man came forward to ask for food, even if the relatively innocent "Xie Ling" was in charge of this temperament, it would be difficult to imagine what the other party would do.

Thinking of this, Shen Min speeded up a bit more, and returned to the original restaurant in the blink of an eye.

Sure enough, seven or eight people were surrounded by their location next to the window on the second floor, among them restaurants and other diners.

Yan Wushi was under everyone's attention, but he was motionless. His face under the power fence couldn't see his expression clearly. At first glance, it seemed like he was afraid to move his eyebrows after being reprimanded.

Shen Yan hurried forward: "I'm really sorry, we just left something temporarily for a while. How much is it, I'll give it!"

The Dong family is a Han, and seeing Shen Zhen is like seeing a savior, and said with a bitter face: "This Langjun, we are also a small business. It is difficult to do everywhere in a foreign country. I really do not want to cause any trouble. You did n’t bring any money, and you have n’t come back yet. The villain was thinking of being unlucky, so it ’s okay. Who knew that this little lady was still reluctant to leave. As soon as we persuade her, she ...

Shen Yan followed the instructions of his family and saw that he had broken into a pile of powdered cups and half of the chopsticks submerged on the table.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help crying and laughing. He repeatedly lost money and paid for the loss of food and chopsticks, which led Yan Wushi to leave.

"You ... or Xie Ling?" Shen Yan asked.

Yan Wushi: "Yes."

Shen Yan coughed, "I'm sorry, I saw the man dancing, and there was a moment."

He took Yan Wushi to the downstairs, the man was still jumping, and he was sweating a lot in the cold days.