Sword comes

Chen Ping'an looked suspicious, Ning Yao glared at each other, pointed at the string of words, "I really want to 'go away'! This fist is enlightened by Da Li watching the rain, the fist roll is rolling away, the fist is like a heavy rain of ink, and it falls into the world. After that, get out of the dragon wall of the Dali Palace and pour down!"

Chen Ping'an stared at the few boxing diagrams in one go. They were generally arranged in formations and packed into one page. Therefore, the picture of each fist-wielding figure was not large, and the charcoal painting was not very precise. Thanks to Chen Ping's good eyesight, he can still see perfectly in the dim light. After the young man heard Ning's words that he didn't understand, he murmured, "It sounds like this type of boxing is very powerful."

Ning Yao tilted his head slightly, looked at the few paintings, nodded and said, "There is a boxing technique that has been uploaded in the Jianghu for thousands of years, and it has not been lost. It is somewhat similar to this boxing manual."

Chen Ping'an turned his head and asked curiously, "How do you say it?"

In the dim yellow light, the girl's long eyebrows were slightly curved, like a bunch of peach branches being bent by the spring breeze.

She held back her smile and said: "There is a set of boxing methods suitable for all ages in the rivers and lakes. It is called Wang Baquan. It is a slap in the face, and it can be kept to kill the old master with random punches."

The boy said helplessly: "How can you say that."

Chen Ping'an imagined it in his mind, isn't this Gu Can's specialty and fame?In my memory, Gu Can's mother seemed to have had a not-so-good dispute many years ago. It was at the door of a cream shop in Xinghua Lane. At that time, Gu Can was just walking. Gu Can's father, Because they are foreigners, they have been away from home all year round, and have long been forgotten by the neighbors in Mui Pingxiang. At that time, the women began to worry, worried that their men would involuntarily slow down when they passed by the door of Gu's widow's house. Just the woman's clothes hanging on the bamboo poles easily hooked the man's soul away.Later, Granny Ma called five or six women together to block the gate of the Gu family. In that battle, the Gu family suffered a lot of losses, but Granny Ma and the others did not take advantage of it, and they both suffered. It's just that the further back, Mrs Gu is weak, her fists are hard to beat with four hands, and even her clothes are torn apart. Frustrated, scratching and biting, doing whatever it takes, all the men around the alley are drooling.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an happened to return to the town from Longyao at that time. He has been under the care of Gu's family for so many years, so he went up to help Gu Can's mother block many insidious moves. From the beginning to the end, the straw-shoe boy didn't dare to fight back. Trouble, but afraid of killing someone with one punch.

The young man at that time had already walked through countless mountains and waters under the shouts and curses of the old man Yao. He was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he had walked the road of many small town elders for several lifetimes.

At that time, the boy and the woman were sitting at the gate of the courtyard, and Gu Can was always locked inside the gate, probably because she didn't want the child to see his mother's embarrassed appearance.

The young man turned his head to look and pointed to the corner of his mouth to the woman.

The woman curled her lips at will, then extended her thumb and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth.

The child cried heart-to-heart in the yard, calling out to his mother.

The woman first smiled at the straw-shoe boy, then slammed, and tears rolled out of her eyes.

The next day, there was a reluctant tow oil bottle beside the straw-shoe boy.

Ning Yao's question interrupted Chen Ping's thoughts, "What do you think?"

Chen Pingan asked, "You said that after Gu Can and his mother left the town, they followed Zhenjun Jiejiang to the Shujian Lake, can they really live a good life?"

Ning Yao asked back, "Do you think their mother and son had a bad time in Mud Bottle Alley?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Gu Can that boy has no conscience, and he is young, so he definitely doesn't find life difficult, but Gu Can's mother... I shouldn't think that the town is a good place, especially Mud Bottle Alley and Xinghua. She doesn't like any of the women in the lane. Besides, I think Gu Can is a motherfucker. She doesn't seem to be born in the town. She always feels very unwilling. Unsure of your heart means that your ambition is far away, and if you are unsure of your heart, you will have to go out of the wall, I don't think this is quite right..."

Ning Yao suddenly straightened his waist and slapped the table, "What are you talking about, do you want to learn martial arts?!"

Chen Ping'an was taken aback, "Miss Ning, please continue."

Ning Yao said angrily: "Telling you about cultivation is meaningless, because you are destined to be unable to cultivate. So I can only tell you about martial arts and martial arts."

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to say something, the girl had already said to herself, "There are nine levels of martial arts in the world. Of course, some people say that there are actually the tenth level above the nine levels, just like the major dynasties will raise a group of chess players. Waiting for the edict..."

Having said that, the girl's mood was much better, and she asked with a smile, "Chen Pingan, do you know what a chess order is?"

Of course Chen Pingan shook his head honestly.

The girl's face was full of brilliance, "The master of Go, with the highest rank of the ninth dan, is equivalent to the first-rank official in the officialdom, but there are some geniuses who are once in a hundred years and will be known as the 'tenth dan national player', and then these people will have All kinds of fancy unique titles, the chess of your Dali Dynasty is very embarrassing. It is said that your nine-dan is only equal to the strength of the seven-dan of the Sui Dynasty. The entire Dali is also a guy nicknamed 'Embroidered Tiger'. He is truly regarded as a rival by the Sui Dynasty chess world. Oh, by the way, do you know what Go is?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Yes, I know the rules, but I can't play. Song Jixin and Zhigui have chessboards and pieces at home."

The girl was very disappointed, "Is that so."

The girl walked around for a long time, but the boy still didn't know what "Nine Realms" was.

The girl also seemed to realize that she was a little unreliable, coughed, and said solemnly: "My mother said that the martial arts are nine stages, one step at a time, but even if you wait for you to reach the ninth stage, the final scene is like a body. I was on a mountain, looked up at another mountain in the distance, but only saw the halfway up the mountain."

Chen Pingan thoughtfully, "I understand."

Because the young man has seen this scene with his own eyes.

The girl didn't care whether the boy really understood, she said, "The nine realms of martial arts are divided into three levels: body refining, qi refining, and spiritual refining. Each has three levels. You can climb to the top step by step. You can't go wrong, and you can't go wrong. The more solid you go, the better. , it is not so important to walk fast or not, which is not the same as cultivation."

"The three realms of body refinement, the first layer of the mud embryo realm, you can tell by listening to the meaning that the mud bottle alley where your house is located is rough. However, when you reach the pinnacle of perfection, you are like a mud bodhisattva. Although it is a clay sculpture, it also has It's a bit of a good weather, the qi sinks into the dantian, and does not move like a mountain. It can be regarded as a real entry in the martial arts. In short, the essence of this layer lies in the word 'scatter' and the word 'shen'. The talent of martial arts practitioners is high and low. , The quality of understanding is good or bad, and the master who leads the way can see it at once."

"The second layer of wood embryo realm means that your physique starts to change from thick to thin. When you reach maturity, your skin texture is precise and orderly, like engraved seal talismans all over your body, just like... yes, just like this piece from

The snake gallstones found in the stream are completely different from ordinary pebbles.The deep meaning of this level of realm is to 'open the mountain', broaden the meridians, and turn a meridian as narrow as a narrow path into a Yangguan avenue that can accommodate the passage of horse-drawn carriages.Whether a person who practices martial arts is good or bad will be judged in this realm. "

While saying these words, the black-clothed girl held up the stone given by the boy.

She stared at the beautiful stone illuminated by the lights, and said softly, "The last realm of body refinement is called 'Mercury Mirror'. The blood is thick like mercury, but the weight is lighter. After a catastrophe, it is called 'the mud bodhisattva crossing the river'. Whether the carp can successfully cross the last threshold and the carp jumping over the dragon gate depends on the luck of those who practice martial arts."

Chen Ping'an listened ignorantly, and stared at the oil lamp, the light flickered, and his mind swayed.

The girl yawned, lying on the table, and said lazily: "It's almost the end of the story, the three realms of body training have already blocked [-]% of the martial arts, and it is difficult to go further. Reason, except my hometown, the rest of the world is the same, according to your family background and your understanding, I estimate that if you can reach the second level in this life, it is time to burn high incense."

Chen Pingan asked, "How to practice this boxing manual?"

The girl raised her eyebrows, "I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm a little sleepy."

Chen Ping'an hummed, "Then I'll pick up the stones with the basket, and I'll come back to Miss Ning tomorrow."

The girl said: "If you don't worry, keep the boxing manual, and I'll see if there are any flaws, or if it's a trap or something."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Okay, but Miss Ning remember to be careful. I will return this book to Gu Can in the future."

The girl turned her head and frowned, "How many times do you have to say it before you're relieved?!"

The teenager smiled and went to the corner to carry the basket, and when he left the house, he reminded: "Miss Ning, don't forget to lock the courtyard door."

The girl lay on the table, did not turn her head, waved her hands, and said weakly: "I know, I know, how can you talk more than my father."

The young man was as light as a swallow, and his figure did not enter the alley.

When Chen Pingan left Niping Lane, the girl straightened up immediately, and stared at the mountain-shaking book with a look of hatred, and then collapsed in an instant, lying on the table again, frowning, He said to himself: "How can I teach this thing? I was born with the body of the first-class sword fairy in the world. I don't need to walk the distance at the foot of these mountains. I can't even remember the names of the five acupoints in 360. How is my breath?" Natural circulation, I have been able to do it since my mother's womb..."

The girl scratched her head with both hands, distraught.

Suddenly a voice timidly sounded outside the door, "Miss Ning?"

Ning Yao turned around stiffly and slowly, and saw an extremely swarthy face.

She straightened her face and said nothing.

The young man swallowed his saliva and said apologetically, "I'm afraid you forgot to lock the door, so I'm here to remind you, and if Miss Ning gets hungry at night, I can go to Liu Xianyang's house to make some supper and bring it to Miss Ning. Come here, and then go to the creek."

The girl waved her hand.

The boy ran away immediately.

Along the way, Chen Pingan's mind was full of pictures of the first style of boxing.

The fist moves, the foot does not leave the ground, like walking in the mud, and the momentum is like heavy snow reaching the knees, walking slowly.

The boy didn't even notice that when he tried to practice boxing according to the chart, he couldn't help but change the speed of each breath.

The young man even imagined that it would be better to practice boxing in the stream, wouldn't it?

----

In front of Qi Jingchun stood two seals, which were carved from the finest snake gallstones.

During the day, the young scholar with a warm temperament visited the school. Afterwards, the two had a private conversation. The Confucian gentleman who came from afar asked him a question, "Sir, would you like to inherit someone's last wish and continue to create peace for all eternity?"

Qi Jingchun replied at the time, "Let me think about it."

This is obviously not a satisfactory answer, but the young gentleman who is famous in half a continent, without being aggressive, chatted with Mr. Qi, who has been admired for a long time, about the customs of the small town and the changes outside the town, and then Say goodbye and leave.

From beginning to end, the young gentleman did not ask what to do with the jade tablet.

But Qi Jingchun knew very well that this gentleman from the Dongbao Pingzhou Confucian Academy could bear it, the pair of golden boys and girls from the Taoist sect, the sutra protector of the Buddhist temples, the famous ascetic monk, and the soldier of the military. Representatives, these three forces are unlikely to be concerned about the face of Shanya Academy, especially they will not obey Qi Jingchun's wishes, and they will definitely take back their respective forces' victory without hesitation.

But these are to be expected.

Qi Jingchun sat upright, holding a carving knife in his hand, feeling embarrassed for the first time in the world. He didn't know how to write the seal script of the seal. , isn't it too false? But if it's just three pieces that are chiseled in a hurry, it seems to be too insincere?"

Qi Jingchun turned her head to look at the night sky outside the window. In the night, the stars were like night pearls hanging on a black screen.

Qi Jingchun was dazed, and it took a long time for him to regain his senses. He picked up the seal in one hand and began to strike.

In the end, four quaint seal inscriptions of "Jingxin and Yi" were engraved, especially the character "Jing" at the head, which was the most divine and all-encompassing.

Qi Jingchun gently put down the seal in his hand, with the bottom part facing up.

Qi Jingchun was relieved.

The Confucian scholar with frosty white temples moved slightly, and waved his sleeves, only to see that the table top was quickly "rising", and the mountains and rivers rose and fell one by one.

In the end, Qi Jingchun looked intently and saw that in the dilapidated ancestral house in the small alley, the boy and the girl were sitting side by side, chatting about the general situation of the Nine Realms of Martial Arts.

Above the nine realms of martial arts, there is a tenth realm.

Qi Jingchun has read thousands of volumes for a long time, and is no stranger to temples and rivers and lakes, and naturally knows about martial arts.

A smile appeared on Qi Jingchun's almost old-fashioned face.

So the Confucian sage who sits in Fangtiandi made a harmless joke.

He engraved three characters on the second private seal.

Eleven Chen.