Wulin Tianjiao

After all, Wu Xia was young and strong. After sleeping for one evening and one night, he would be fine the next day.

Maybe it was white and black that helped, or maybe it was Lu Zhixing's internal energy lost to Wu Xia. Anyway, when he woke up the next day, Wu Xia felt refreshed, the sea of ​​qi was full and full, and there was no sticky feeling in his body, and the circulation of zhenqi was brisk Like the wind.

Wu Xia recovered, but Lu Zhixing suffered a lot, and spent the whole night with him, nothing else, just hungry.

Not eating for more than ten hours, although it is not a big deal, but I am still hungry.

Wu Xia said embarrassedly: "Master, why don't you go and eat something, don't worry about me."

Lu Zhixing glanced at him: "I don't know whose claws are holding me and will not let go."

Wu Xia looked away.

In the next few days, it was no different from before. Wu Xia practiced more and more diligently, and he always felt a fire in his heart. He wanted to be stronger, morning and night. stop.

One day, he practiced swords in a corner of Yuxu Palace. Yuxu Palace is open and square. Although it is also a temple, there are no Wudang people living in it, but it is used as a practice place.

Every day, Wudang disciples try out Qingfeng together here, even if the sun and the moon rotate, there are people playing swords and dancing every moment.

Wu Xia focused on the tip of the sword, slashing back and forth, lightly picking and sharply slashing, just wanting to make her sword faster.

Suddenly, a finger wind flicked and hit his sword edge, making him stop.

Wu Xia turned her head and saw that senior brother Zhang Ping had just retracted his right hand.

"Eldest brother." Wu Xia retracted his sword and greeted Zhang Ping first.

Zhang Ping nodded calmly.

I don't know why, this elder brother is always very indifferent to himself, Wu Xia is puzzled, and he leaves in a hurry after he can't say a few words, every time Wu Xia wants to talk to him about life, he has no chance.

"It has been three years since you came to Wudang." Zhang Ping said, "During these three years, you have been diligent and studious, and your martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds. Everyone can see it."

As expected of the next generation head, the words are still so official.

"In order to encourage you and let you go further, starting tomorrow, you don't have to go to Zixiao Palace to practice with everyone every morning and evening."

Wu Xia was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what it meant.

Zhang Ping continued: "When the sun rises and the sun sets, report in front of the Huangjing Pavilion."

Wu Xia was overjoyed when he heard this.

Since he first went to Wudang to see the Huangjing Pavilion evening class three years ago, he has never had the opportunity to participate in it.He later realized that it is a great honor to be able to attend lectures at the Huangjing Pavilion. Only seniors with good qualifications, good conduct, and martial arts rankings in Wudang can take morning and evening classes at the Huangjing Pavilion, otherwise everyone else will be in the Zixiao Palace. Practice basic skills on the square in front of you.

At this time, Zhang Ping came to inform him of this, and Wu Xia was very happy, saying that his martial arts had been recognized by Wudang.

"If you talk about skill, you are far from enough." Zhang Ping saw that Wu Xia was happy, and quickly poured cold water on him. The leaders are like this, "It's just that you have made rapid progress. It is not easy to get to where you are now in just three years, so that's why you are here. It will let you go to the Huangjing Pavilion in advance, you have to seize the opportunity."

If Mo Zhi is the dean, Zhang Ping must be the vice principal. If he doesn't do anything else, he will give him a stick and sugar.

Speaking of Mo Zhi...

Everything is good in front of the Huangjing Pavilion, just to see Mo Zhi...

Wu Xia couldn't help shaking. I haven't seen her cold eyes in the past three years, but Mo Zhi has always taught high-level classes. Wu Xia doesn't have so many opportunities to see her. Time will increase.

terrible.

Seeing that Wu Xia already understood, Zhang Ping began to make a concluding statement: "In this case, let's stop here for today, and don't be late tomorrow morning."

Wu Xia nodded, but Zhang Ping disappeared before he could say "Senior brother, go slowly".

"..."

Wu Xia felt that the big brother didn't hate him, but why did he run so fast after talking to him every time?

Wu Xia returned to the Taihe Palace with the sword in hand, walked to the side hall where Lu Zhixing lived, and reported the matter loudly to his master. Lu Zhixing said that he already knew about it, and didn't say anything else. teaching.

The next day, Wu Xia got up before dawn.

For Wu Xia, Huangjing Pavilion is much closer than Zixiao Palace.

He walked to the front of Huangjing Pavilion, and he saw Mo Zhi standing there with a serious face.

Obviously, some of the other lesbians in Zixiao Palace are also very kind, why Master Mo always looks like a late lady.

If Mo Zhi knew that Wu Xia was calling her Wanniang in his heart, he would probably split Wu Xia in half with a single sword.

Small class teaching is different, discussing moves in the morning and self-examination at night, Wu Xia naturally listens more and speaks less, but he also feels that he has benefited a lot.

Mo Zhi doesn't seem to have anything special to Wu Xia at present, and even ignores him on purpose, but Wu Xia is always worried that she will suddenly attack him.

Is this a bit of persecution paranoia?

However, Wu Xia is still concentrating on martial arts. The more he practices martial arts, the more he feels that he is not enough.

Wu Xia raised his sword again to go to Yuxu Palace, but was suddenly stopped by Lu Zhixing.

"Apprentice has been working so hard recently." Lu Zhixing didn't say anything else, just made a comment.

Wu Xia said: "I was late when I went up the mountain, but recently I feel that my skill is still weak, so I want to seize all the time to practice more."

"There is no rush in this matter. Haste makes waste. It is better to accumulate internal strength steadily. Otherwise, obsession starts from the heart, and it is easy to go crazy if it is not operated carefully."

Hearing this, Wu Xia somehow recalled that day at the foot of the mountain, the young man said: "The Wudang inner family emphasizes that accumulating less makes more... Lu Zhixing's dead-headedness must want you to practice steadily, but for young people ,too slow."

Wu Xia gradually became a little confused.

Before going up the mountain, he regarded martial arts as a joke. After going up the mountain, although he worshiped as a teacher, he only wanted to try it out.

But now, he can't go back to his original mentality, he only wants to improve his martial arts.

Seeing that he was silent, Lu Zhixing just said: "Master is worried about you, don't break your body." He waved his hand to dismiss Wu Xia, "Go, go, come back early."

Wu Xia thanked his master and went to Yuxu Palace.

When Lu Zhixing saw his rapid figure, he was obviously anxious, and couldn't help being even more worried, and finally he could only sigh.

A period of time passed like this, and Wu Xia gradually didn't care so much about what happened at the foot of the mountain that day, and just regarded it as meeting a lunatic.

Mo Zhi taught martial arts more rigorously than Lu Zhixing. Lu Zhixing emphasized casualness and inaction, but probably because Mo Zhi was a woman, he paid more attention to fine workmanship details.

Wu Xia didn't dare to be as casual as he was in front of Lu Zhixing, and he didn't know if he had too much self-consciousness. He always felt that Mo Zhi was staring at him. The more he felt this way, the more he wanted to fight.

Every move became more rigorous and fierce, and Master Mo couldn't let Master Mo soften it.

In the morning and evening classes these days, don't talk about two-body appearance.

Wu Xia still understands the so-called principle that Taiji produces Liangyi, and Liangyi produces four phenomena. It is a simple way of Taoism, and he doesn't understand why Mo Zhi still uses it to explain it.

"The so-called yin and yang world, the ups and downs of the two rites, and finally it all comes down to hedging and reconciliation. In Wudang, there are Taiji swordsmanship and Liangyi swordsmanship. If you can make two in one life, you can also come out of three from two. Even if the formation changes, But all changes remain the same, as long as you master the principle of continuous transformation and endless life, three people can form an formation, seven people can form an formation, 50 or even hundreds of people can form an formation."

Mo Zhishan wields two swords, her hands are coordinated, the two swords are like one sword, she talked for a long time, and finally said: "One is many, many return to one, it sounds simple, but it is difficult to do, today we will start with Liangyi swordsmanship .”

Liangyi swordsmanship is a two-person swordsmanship. Two people use their swords to cooperate together, and at the same time, they can change in many ways.

Lu Zhixing once taught Wu Xia this set of sword skills, but he didn't let Wu Xia practice more, because this set of sword skills is shared by two people, so it's difficult for one person to practice, and according to Lu Zhixing's meaning, the two should practice swords with one heart and one mind. Good, otherwise it is not easy to practice.

Don't ask everyone to use the Liangyi sword today, probably in preparation for practicing the formation.

If you don't understand the two instruments, how can you observe the seven stars.

Wu Xia has no interest in Liangyi swordsmanship, but is very yearning for the Seven Stars Sword Formation.Legend has it that the seven-star sword array contains the mysteries of the sky, the footwork is exquisite, the moves are harmonious, and it integrates the great wisdom of Wudang martial arts.

The disciples in front of the Huangjing Pavilion, two by two, began to wield their long swords, using the Liangyi swordsmanship.

Wu Xia was paired with a senior brother, who was naturally better than Wu Xia in martial arts, probably out of humility, Wu Xia dominated everywhere, and followed Wu Xia's rhythm.

Wu Xia felt a little aggrieved. The Liangyi swordsmanship is originally suitable for two people. If one side is weaker, it always needs the strong side to maintain and accommodate.

Wu Xia didn't want to be the weaker side, so he could only stand up and dance his sword, not to lose the wind.

Inadvertently, Mo Zhi walked in front of Wu Xia and the others, with his hands behind his back, watching the two of them make moves.

Wu Xia saw it, and felt a little nervous, afraid of being looked down upon by Uncle Mo, and finally got a "but that's it".Thinking about it this way, his moves became tighter and tighter, and his palms were slightly sweaty.

He just wanted to strike, to make his sword faster, and faster.

But when he was in a mess, it was hard for the senior brother who cooperated with him, he had to follow his moves, but also suppressed him to stabilize the rhythm.

Liangyi swordsmanship is originally about the harmony of heaven and earth. The two phases need each other, complement each other, and transform each other.

But Wu Xia is so determined to be strong, he only cares about attacking, and he doesn't care about his senior brother.

Mo Zhi watched from the side, and gradually frowned. Wu Xia was startled, and his hand was three points faster.

Mo Zhi's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, seeing Wu Xia showing his sharpness, anger appeared on his face.

Wu Xia flipped out his sword and made an offensive. The senior brother stepped forward and put the sword in front of the two people. At this time, the two swords should be crossed. Wu Xia raised the sword, and the two formed a cross. Afterwards, the two guards.

As soon as the senior brother took the posture and held the sword in front of him, Wu Xia not only refused to accept it, but shook his sword and wanted to continue chopping the sword.

The senior brother was afraid of accidentally hurting Wu Xia, so he hastily withdrew his sword. Who knew that Wu Xia was still determined to go his own way. The sword technique was majestic and sharp, but his body was full of flaws. He forgot to take care of himself, and saw Wu Xia's sword light flashing, and the sword energy rushed over, but he couldn't dodge in time.

With a stabbing sound, Wu Xia's sword made a cut on the senior's shoulder, and because Wu Xia's sword was extremely fast, the cut immediately bleeds.

Wu Xia was also stunned. Just as he was about to go up to see his brother's injuries, Mo Zhi flashed in front of him. Wu Xia was still in shock, and was unprepared for a while, when he saw Master Mo's face full of anger, he slapped him with a palm. Knocked out, the sword in Wu Xia's hand was not clenched tightly, and it hit the ground with a bang.