Sealing Sword

When Ye Fusheng woke up, it was already time.

This night was dark, sweet and dreamless. It was a peaceful sleep that he hadn't enjoyed for some time. Even the "youmeng" in his body didn't find a chance to come out to cause trouble. Except for a little soreness in the back of his neck, there was nothing else.

There was no stove in the room, it was a bit cold, Ye Fusheng used his inner breath to dispel the slight chill in his body, he looked up and saw no second person.

There was a tightly covered lunch box on the table, and there was also bottled water on the shelf. He washed it hastily, opened the lunch box and brought out porridge and side dishes, and after finishing it comfortably, he opened the door and walked out.

Ye Fusheng didn't see Duanqing, only saw Xie Li practicing martial arts with a dead branch in the yard.He first bowed to the new grave under the plum blossom tree, and then turned to look at Xie Li.

Xie Li practiced martial arts without distraction, even when he sensed him coming, he didn't stop his movements.

He was practicing the water-cutting sword technique of opening and closing. When Xie Wuyi was in the villa, he only had time to lay the foundation for him. Later, Xie Min took over as the commander and began to teach him the knife technique.Since Xie Min's own knowledge of the water-cutting saber technique is also limited, Xie Li only memorized the shape of the saber technique, and the inner spirit and spirit are not the essence. On the contrary, he is more familiar with the Canglan Thirteen Knife.

Although spying on others' martial arts is a big taboo in Jianghu, but on the eve of the water cutoff incident, Xie Min had entrusted Xie Li to Ye Fusheng, because the child was young and needed elders to take care of him in martial arts, so Ye Fusheng agreed.

At this time, he watched Xie Li practicing martial arts. Although the child's movements were proficient, they always revealed a rigidity of rote and rote. Ye Fusheng only watched his three or four moves, and he could almost figure out the whole method.

His brows were slowly furrowed and then loosened, but he didn't find anyone, he dodged in front of Xie Li with a touch of his toes, and kicked his hand holding the dead branch with his legs up.

Xie Li saw that he was determined to take the martial arts exam, so he didn't dare to treat him carelessly.

It has only been more than half a month since he learned the clothes step, but he has memorized the mental method thoroughly, practiced once in the morning, at noon and at night, even after weathering the wind and rain, he did not dare to be lazy. .However, Ye Fusheng didn't have any scruples about the principle of "being bitten by a dog with the big bully". Seeing that Xie Li used the clothes-sticking gait, he only hooked the corner of his lips, and Xia Fei stepped instantly, moving like a shadow , moving like clouds and flowing water, Xie Li only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a sudden chill on his back. He narrowly passed the blow with his instincts, but his steps became chaotic, and he almost practiced the good step of "smearing clothes" Eight falls".

Fortunately, Ye Fusheng's intention was not to win against such a child, and he no longer used kung fu, he only used lightness kung fu to deal with Xie Li, but he was trapped in the nine palaces, and he couldn't escape an acre or three cents of land. , the knife can't be used, and it is inevitable to be timid.

"Although I haven't practiced the water-cutting knife technique, I have seen it." Ye Fusheng firmly suppressed Xie Li, while expressing his views in an orderly manner, "Three sabers cut off the water forcefully, surprise the master quickly, and hold back the sword." Changes happen every month, your family's sword technique has always been open and closed, and there is a saying in Jianghu that 'drawing the knife cuts off the water', but..."

Xie Li originally saw that he was able to suppress his saber posture by walking with his hands behind his back, so he was inevitably impatient and flustered, but when he heard him pointing out, he quickly cleared his mind, and did not dare to give up the move, while continuing to walk and count , while pricking up his ears to listen to him.

"The so-called 'drawing the sword to cut off the water' actually has two meanings. One refers to the swiftness and unstoppable speed of the sword, and the other refers to the rushing, ups and downs of the flowing water to divert the flow in an instant." Ye Fusheng talked eloquently, "You are young, and your internal skills are not as good as those of your ancestors. It is unavoidable that you will not have enough strength to perform sword skills, so you have to learn how to divide the big river into the small stream."

While he was speaking, Xie Li suddenly changed his move. The originally majestic "Great River Going East" suddenly condensed at a point when it was rushing out, turning into thorns, and smoothly turned into "Drip Water Piercing Stone", pointing towards Ye Fusheng's Guanyuan point.

Ye Fusheng smiled, but still didn't make a move, he raised his leg sideways to let it go, and pressed down to step on a branch, but Xie Li shook his hands to relieve his strength at the moment, and used another move of "long flow of water" to bypass Ye Fusheng's position With a heavy force, he withdrew and took three steps back.

"Differentiate the way, see the tricks and dismantle them. You have to pay attention to the eyes and ears, and don't misjudge the opponent's routine." Ye Fusheng hadn't finished speaking, and appeared beside him as if he had calculated Xie Li's retreat, kneeling against him. To his back, "Duan Shui Dao is calm and calm, Canglan Shisan Dao is treacherous and changing, but after all, it comes from the same vein, but you have not grasped the point of combining the two into one."

Xie Li rolled on the spot, dodged this in embarrassment, and asked, "Which point?"

"Silly boy, since it's 'drawing a knife to cut off the water', you might as well give it a try..." Ye Fusheng turned his footsteps, and before Xie Li could make a move, he kicked his wrist. Air is like water!"

The dead branch was kicked up, Ye Fusheng caught it, and swung it back without looking at it, and when he turned back, there was a fallen leaf lying flat on the dead branch.

He blew a breath, and the fallen leaves floated down, splitting into two before reaching the ground.

The cut of the fallen leaves was smooth, but it was clearly just a dead branch in his hand.

Of course, Ye Fusheng didn't use the water-cutting knife technique, or in other words, he didn't have any moves at all with this swing, it was just a simple change of hands.

But the power of one move is so swift and violent.

He didn't have a knife in his hand, but his moves were unparalleled in sharpness.

He didn't use his skills, but his internal breath had already changed like water.

Xie Li looked at Ye Fusheng, then looked down at the two halves of fallen leaves on the ground, and was speechless for a while.

Ye Fusheng knew that this child was smart, and it was too late to remind him of the important points, he had enough to say for the time being, and he had to wait for Xie Li to figure it out by himself.So he shrugged his shoulders, and when he was about to put down the dead branch, he suddenly heard the sound of slight footsteps, and then there was a fierce wind blowing from behind his head. Micro tingling.

After sweeping the dead branches, I could see clearly that the "strong wind" that was still going away was also a fallen leaf, but the internal force was condensed on it, and it was as sharp as a flying knife.

Picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, this is not something that ordinary masters can do.

Ye Fusheng turned his head and saw another person at the gate of the courtyard.

The man looked to be in his 20s, wearing a Taoist robe with blue patterns on a white background, and his long hair with splashed ink was erected by the green bamboo hairpin. Looking at it, he gave off a sense of "a gentleman is like a bamboo".

But he wore a half mask on the left side, covering the small half of his face from the forehead to the cheekbones, revealing only a pair of clear and peaceful eyes, and crescent-shaped lips under his nose.

This is a young and handsome man, but when he saw him for the first time, he smelled the tranquility of sandalwood, and he suddenly felt peaceful.

This person didn't feel any hostility. Although Ye Fusheng wasn't vigilant, he still asked nicely: "Under Ye Fusheng, I don't know your Excellency..."

"Poverty Tao Xuansu." The man raised his hand and saluted him with a Taoist salute, his tone was gentle, "I interrupted rashly because I have something to find out about my uncle. I don't think you two will compete in martial arts, so I took the liberty to make a move at a moment's itch."

When he stood with a smile when he was not talking, there was the tranquility of a long stream of water, but he did not hide his youthful qualities when he spoke, with a little innocence and straightforwardness.

But such a simple and harmless person already has the internal strength foundation of picking leaves and flying flowers.

Ye Fusheng couldn't help but also felt a little itchy. Once he vented his heart knot for many years, it was the time to untie it slowly. He no longer locked himself in the prison of his heart, and began to be enthusiastic about other people and things. Hearing this, he said with a smile: " I can't talk about interrupting, it's a morning exercise, is the Taoist interested in having a discussion?"

Xuan Su thought for a while, and asked first: "Is Uncle Duanqing not here?"

Ye Fusheng looked at Xie Li, the young boy said: "Senior Yinshi left the yard, and he hasn't returned yet."

Ye Fusheng smiled: "In that case, instead of waiting in vain, how about fighting?"

Xuan Su didn't hesitate too much, and swiped the whisk on his wrist: "It's disrespectful for a poor man, please."

He saw that he was younger than Ye Fusheng, so he raised his hand and pointed his fingers to gather his breath.Seeing that he was about to hit the big acupoint on his shoulder, Ye Fusheng didn't see how to dodge it, he swung his palm blade diagonally from bottom to top, and was about to cut Xuansu's wrist.

The two of them fought back and forth for more than a dozen rendezvous, Ye Fusheng was flexible and experienced, coupled with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, he was always able to hit the vital points directly while seeing the moves; Even if Ye Fusheng seized the gap quickly, it would be difficult for Ye Fusheng to catch him.

After a stalemate for a while, Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes, and with the dead branch in his hand, he used the "white rainbow" that pierced the sky.Before the dead branch arrived, the saber energy was already approaching the door, Xuan Su was startled by this move, but remained undisturbed, the dust whisk in his hand spun like a circle, locking the dead branch to use the force, unexpectedly Ye Fusheng did not wrestle with him, but instead Suddenly let go, and took the opportunity to point to Tianchi acupoint.

Xuansu flipped his wrist, and the dead branch caught by the whisk flew downwards, intersecting with Ye Fusheng's fingers, but it was as light as powerless.But seeing Ye Fusheng's fingers wrapping around the dead branch as claws, he easily snatched it back, and with his backhand, "Youlong" swung out horizontally.

This move was too fast and too sharp, Xuansu's current martial arts skills were too weak to counter-defense, subconsciously, his vacant left hand turned into a knife, but his thumb and ring finger were clasped inwards, it was a weird gesture.

However, before this move was made, a white shadow stepped into the battle, pushed Xuan Su away with the palm of his left hand, and blocked the dead branch with his right arm, a hole was split in the black and white sleeve, but the flesh underneath was not injured at all.

Duanqing didn't know when to turn around, the two of them were separated in an instant, he blocked the blow, turned his head to Xuansu and said: "Don't use that set of exercises unless it is an emergency, did you forget?"

Xuan Su was interrupted by him, and now he withdrew his move, leaned forward and said: "It's a passing moment, never mind."

Ye Fusheng glanced at his left hand, threw away the dead branch, and said with a serious smile to Duan Qing: "It's inevitable that it will arise during the exchange of ideas, isn't it a big deal?"

Duanqing turned around, didn't answer this sentence, just glanced at him: "Your complexion is much better."

Ye Fusheng quietly gave Xuan Su a "relieving" look, and continued to change the subject: "Speaking of which, Master, where did you go for a stroll early in the morning?"

Xuan Su, who was tidying himself up, was almost choked to death by this title, and looked up at him as if looking at a daring beast.

Daoist Duanqing has been poisoned by the word "teacher" for many years, and has already cultivated to the state of "all four things are empty". Hearing this, he still didn't change his expression, and said, "Walk around."

After a pause, he looked at Xuansu again, and said: "This is my nephew, the Young Mistress of the Supreme Palace. His common name is Ji Yunshu, and his Taoist name is Xuansu. You don't need to be polite, as long as you are comfortable."