Education in the martial arts world

Feng Qi took advantage of their spare time to cook a rice porridge, steamed a basket of red bean cakes, packed them, and Ye Kai and Jing Wuming came to return. Ye Kai said he wanted red black boots, and Jing Wuming wanted to mess Yuan Jia did not meet Feng Qi's expectations at all.

The red black boots can increase the speed by [-]%, they are actually good things, they don't look amazing, Ye Kai put on them with his mouth curled up, and ran around the Fengming Temple three times, jumping on the spot happily, cheering loudly.

Jing Wuming said coldly: "It's just that the speed of escape is fast, what's there to be proud of."

Ye Kai didn't take it seriously, "It's better to be able to escape than to be hacked."

Feng Qi said: "Whether it's the red black boots or the Hunyuan Armor, they're just props, you still need to have real skills in fighting. I'll come here to teach you guys when the matter at Guxingzhai comes to an end."

He handed the porridge and snacks to Ye Kai, "It's urgent, you move fast, play a role, give this to Li Xunhuan."

Ye Kai's face fell instantly, and he took the things aggrieved, "Master, there is a question that I have always wanted to ask."

Feng Qi said: "What?"

Ye Kai said: "I admit that Li Tanhua is a good person. If it weren't for him yesterday, I might have died, but is the master treating him too kindly? Ask him what he means when he accepts me as an apprentice, and even have a meal alone. Small stove."

Feng Qi knocked him on the head with his fingers, and cursed with a smile, "What do children know, go quickly."

Ye Kai trotted away and disappeared in an instant.

Feng Qi glanced at Jing Wuming who was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, "A strong man doesn't grow in a day, nor can he be made with one or two pieces of equipment. I always mean what I say, don't you believe me?"

Jing Wuming's face was tangled for a while, then calmed down, and he bowed respectfully, "Disciple understands."

Feng Qi waved his hand, "Don't be so cautious, come on, let's go back too, I still really want to see Li Xun Huan's jokes."

Just as he was about to leave, a figure loomed at the corner of the mountain road. There were two people, one old and one young. The old lady was in her 80s with white hair. She is a delicate beauty.

Feng Qi looks gentle, although Jing Wuming is gloomy, he is still a child after all, the old lady looked at the two from a distance, hesitated a little, then was supported by the girl and asked tremblingly: "Sir, what kind of descendant... What's going on..."

Feng Qi said: "Heir of Huangshi, I am Feng Qi, who are you?"

The old lady looked indifferent and even disdainful, and said coldly: "The dove occupies the magpie's nest, but that's all. In this world, people's hearts are not old."

The girl said softly: "Grandma, please keep your voice down, don't talk nonsense."

The old lady snorted, was supported by the young girl, bypassed Feng Qi and the two, and walked towards Fengming Temple step by step, and said with emotion: "I haven't been to this place for almost 20 years, and I thought I would never come here again in this life." I can’t come, heaven has eyes.”

The old lady entered the Fengming Temple, first pulled the girl to kneel down, then sighed and stroked the Fengming Stone, muttering to herself, looking very emotional.

The girl withdrew from the ancestral hall, stood with her head bowed and restrained, and did not speak.

Feng Qi looked curiously, and said that the opening of Fengming Temple to the public was actually due to those people from the rivers and lakes who came for the Huangshi scriptures. Unexpectedly, it was this couple who came first. They are ordinary people, without the appearance of a quack.

Feng Qi walked over and asked, "Are you residents of the town?"

The girl still lowered her head, and said in a coquettish voice, "I moved to the town two years ago."

Feng Qi pointed to Fengming Temple, "Come to worship Fengming Stone?"

The old lady didn't look like she just came to worship the stone.

The girl said: "My grandfather presided over the construction of this Fengming Temple. When my grandfather passed away, I asked my grandmother to take care of it. Later, there were bandits in the mountains. My grandmother hasn't been here for more than ten years. It's a pity. Today, when I heard about Fengming The shrine can be worshiped, and it will come immediately."

Feng Qi said "Oh", thinking that Xie Qingfeng seemed to have said that this Fengming Stone was worshiped by someone. It was a village chief who had read books and said that the long cry of the phoenix can bring blessings to people. This is true.

No wonder the old lady said that the dove occupied the magpie's nest, so it seems that Feng Qi really robbed her place, but this matter, after all, he can't be blamed, he thought to wait for this matter Yes, discuss it with Xie Guxing and give the place back to him.

The girl secretly looked up at him, very curious, "Can worshiping the Fengming Stone really bring good luck to people? I heard that the sick and the weak can be cured of all diseases, the unlucky can be blessed, and the poor can be rich. Jin, I heard that a scholar came to pay homage and later became the number one scholar, is it really so spiritual?"

This is the first time Feng Qi has heard of this statement, and it is secretly funny, the spread is so miraculous, even Buddhist temples enshrining Tathagata Buddha would not dare to praise such Haikou.

Before he could speak, someone said with a charming smile in the dark: "The heirs of Huangshi are human beings after all, not gods, and they have a strong tone, and they are not afraid of flashing their tongues."

Another person said: "Mystery is just a gimmick for fame. It's just for fame to attract masters from all walks of life. Not to mention Huangshi's descendants, even Huangshi Gong back then may not be able to appease public anger."

Another person said: "I heard that this person defeated Zhuge Gang and Lu Fengxian, and killed Shangguan Jinhong. In one night, the story was more exciting than what the storyteller said. I don't know if it is true or not. If someone has such ability, how can there be silence in the Jianghu?" Nameless?"

Three people came out from three directions, with a long sword, a pair of double knives, and a long gun. They were around 40 or [-] years old. Forget it, since we have come to Fengming Mountain, it would be a joke if we don't fight each other, let's have a match with the surname Feng."

The girl's face turned pale, Jing Wuming looked wary, and Feng Qi shook his hands, "You don't need to declare your family name? Tell me your name, so I can brag about my achievements to others later on."

The three looked at each other, each snorted coldly, and said with a long sword: "Under the Kongtong Gate, Ziyun Sword Song Qingyun."

Shuang Dao said: "Taihang Mountain Fighting Tiger General, Ji Shao."

Chang|gun said: "Duan Changlin."

Feng Qi picked out his ears, "I've never heard of it, it seems that it's not worth my shot, but since you're here, you can't help entertaining, so, aren't you curious about the ability of Huangshi's descendants? I let Huangshi's descendants come If I fight you, within ten strokes, if you don't surrender your weapons, how about I apologize to you?"

The three of them were furious, but Jing Wuming felt anxious for a moment, "Ah? Master, I..."

Feng Qi patted him on the shoulder, "You have some kung fu skills, what are you afraid of? I'll teach you one move now, there are only three moves, it's more than enough to deal with these people, watch it."

He took out the Jinghong Sword, the one who wielded the double knives had a bad temper, so he swung the two knives and slashed at Feng Qi's back. Pressing on the scabbard, Duan Changlin didn't make a move, but Duan Changlin flicked the spear, and went straight to Feng Qi's eyes.

Feng Qi didn't even look at it, Jinghongjian slowly made a starting gesture, drew a circle from the right side, and arrived in front of him unhurriedly, it seemed ordinary, but for some reason, Jinghong suddenly caught up with him With a flick of his wrist, Ji Shao's hands felt numb, and before he could react, the two swords had already been released.

In Jinghong's second pose, with a twist of his wrist, he slowly pulled three sword flowers in front of him, the first sword flower grabbed the spear, Duan Changlin was shocked and grabbed it back, but the spear seemed to suddenly escape his control, After being handed over by three sword flowers in succession, the long | spear was instantly released from his hand. Duan Changlin took two steps back, looked down, his jaws were cracked, and blood gushed out.

Jinghong's third pose was closed. Jinghong swept his arms in front of him, his arms were turned back, and the long sword was buckled behind his back. With the hem of his clothes that had been swayed by the sword energy just now slowly falling down, his hands that were thrown into the air The knife and long|gun landed not far away.

Song Qingyun was stunned for a while. Feng Qi disarmed the two of them with one move and three moves when he was not prepared to fight at all or deliberately made a gesture of contempt. He couldn't help thinking, if he couldn't help but make a move just now, could it be him His sword also had to be confiscated.

Ji Shao and Duan Changlin looked pale, stomped their feet, grabbed their weapons and went down the mountain. Song Qingyun stood there blankly, as if in a daze.

Jing Wuming's expression changed completely. He looked as if he wanted to kneel down and kowtow three times to Feng Qi immediately, but in the end he just took a deep breath, took the Jinghong Sword handed over by Feng Qi, and stood upright. , holding the Jinghong Sword upside down, it looks quite decent, but the tone is not so calm, "Master, I..."

Song Qingyun suddenly said: "There is no need to compete, I admit defeat, and I will go down the mountain."

Feng Qi was surprised, "Huh? That won't work, you agreed to practice sword with my apprentice, how can you leave?"

Song Qingyun felt a toothache. He, who has been famous for more than ten years, practiced sword with a child?He gritted his teeth, "Scholars can't be humiliated, come if you want, don't make a fool of me."

Feng Qi said: "You didn't make a surprise attack just now, it seems that your character is good, you can't get past a single move in my hands, if you practice with Xiao Jing, I will not hand over your sword."

Song Qingyun roared wildly, drew his sword and stabbed at Feng Qi's heart.

Feng Qi slipped to Jing Wuming's side, held his right hand and handed Jinghong Sword forward, "Shoot, idiot."

Jing Wuming let out an "Ah", took a step forward, and thrust out the long sword.

At this moment, his mind was actually blank. When Feng Qi taught him just now, he just looked dazzled. He knew it was powerful but didn't know where the trick was. A trick he didn't understand, a random stab, before he could react, Song Qingyun's sword had already reached his neck.

He was ashamed, thinking that he was going to die.

Song Qingyun didn't stab, but said coldly: "How dare you attack at this level? You said you weren't playing tricks on me."

Feng Qi felt quite humiliated, so he went over to push away Song Qingyun's sword, took Jing Wuming's Jinghong, and said: "I'll demonstrate it again, you look good, if you don't learn it, I will beat you."

He lifted the sword and demonstrated it twice in slow motion. Jing Wuming still frowned, but Song Qingyun clapped his hands, "This step is wonderful."

Jing Wuming let out an "ah" and looked at Feng Qi's lower plate, "It turns out..."

Seeing his ignorant expression, Feng Qi simply demonstrated his good temper for the third time, and then threw the sword to him, "Swordsmanship, footwork, environment, and response are all indispensable. It's the last time, I won't learn it again." If so, just wait and see."

Jing Wuming took the sword hastily, bowed his head and thought for a while, took a step back, pointed at the tip of Song Qingyun's nose in shock, "Please advise."

Song Qingyun miraculously stopped being angry, and even smiled, pointing at him with his long sword, "Please advise."

Jing Wuming frightened Hong with a swipe, and started to move. Song Qingyun also slashed his sword, and he did the same move. Come to fight, Song Qingyun put a sword on his neck in the second move, he made a wrong step, and then used the first move to swing away Song Qingyun's sword.

Song Qingyun was not in a hurry, he saw each move with him, Feng Qi looked at it, Jing Wuming was basically familiar with the moves, and the more he used them, the more proficient he became, but this Song Qingyun was also funny, he even learned a lot, The two unknowingly made a hundred moves, and when the swords were on each other's necks, Song Qingyun jumped back and said with a smile: "Stop fighting, what I learned today is more useful than I have been in the rivers and lakes for three years, thank you, thank you, so farewell Pass."

As soon as he retracted the long sword, he quickly disappeared on the mountain road.

Feng Qi narrowed his eyes, took the Jinghong handed over by Jing Wuming, and said: "This person is a bit interesting, Xiao Jing, you are just too tense, have you seen this person? You are flexible, not just applying In fighting, there are details everywhere in life."

Jing Wuming nodded obediently, but in fact he was still thinking about the move just now, and he didn't hear what Feng Qi said at all.

Feng Qi shook his head, and he didn't force it. Personality is not something that can be reversed with a few words. When he turned his head, the old lady was already standing at the entrance of Fengming Temple with the support of the girl. The old lady's expression was very complicated.

Feng Qi waved his hand, "I don't want to be the owner of this Fengming Temple, but someone provoked me recently, and after I deal with it, I will return this place to you later."

However, the old lady pushed away the girl's hand and knelt down tremblingly towards Feng Qi, "Bless you, ancestor, has the person you were waiting for finally arrived?"

Feng Qi was taken aback, and quickly jumped away, beckoning the girl to help the old lady, "What is the old lady doing? Kneeling for me at your age will save my life."

The old lady was supported by the young girl to stand up, and her eyes, which were clouded by the years, stared at Fengqi for a moment, "The deceased husband once said that the phoenix's neck is waiting for the gods to come to the world. Your surname is Feng... don't you?" immortal?"

Feng Qi scratched his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Why is this messing with gods again, really."

The old lady said: "If it weren't for the gods, the ability to knock down two people with a single swing of the sword just now, how can mortals have it? I have seen people wielding swords and sticks, but nothing like this."

Feng Qi said: "There is also a difference between the strong and the weak who wield swords and sticks. According to you, I'm just a slightly stronger Jiang Hu person."

The old lady stared at him for a while, unwilling to say: "The deceased husband's surname is Liu, and this is my granddaughter named Xiao Xian. If I am strong, I will come to worship from time to time. If I can't come, I will let Xiao Xian take my place." Come to worship, and invite the gods to protect the world, the sick and weak will be cured of all diseases, the unlucky will be blessed, the poor will be rich, everything will go smoothly, and the weather will be smooth..."

Mumbling, he was helped down the mountain path by the girl Xiao Xian.

Feng Qi shook his head and sighed, "Xiao Jing, let's go."

Jing Wuming said: "Master, can I ask you something?"

Feng Qi looked at him, "If you have something to say, don't be so reserved."

Jing Wuming said: "Can you stop calling me Xiaojing? It's like a girl's name."