Nine thoughts of a gentleman in comprehensive martial arts

"Master!" The disciples practicing swords stopped their swords and saluted respectfully when they saw the figure approaching from afar.

"Go ahead." Ye Ying nodded lightly, and there was a bit of gentleness in the silence.He walked through the long corridor with carved railings and paintings, and the hem of the dragging clothes made a slight friction sound.In his ears he heard the immature shouts of many disciples when they practiced swords. Standing in the warm sky, his heart was a little warm, but also a little, inexplicably cold.

He raised his head slightly, the sun was shining gently on his body, his handsome and elegant appearance was like a gift from heaven.Time seems to be particularly partial to him. After so many years, the years have never left a trace on his face. He is still graceful and picturesque.

In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed.

Ye Ying is 54 years old this year, past the age of her life.Ye Jiusi is also four out of [-], even in Datang, she is still an older girl.

But time seems to have stopped on the two of them. Ye Ying has never aged, and Ye Jiusi has never grown up. Her appearance is still 17 years old.Many people are beginning to grow old and mature slowly, but they seem to have been abandoned by time, just like when they first came to this world, they have not changed at all.

No, maybe, there is.

The temperament around Ye Ying's body became more peaceful and quiet, like a pool of stagnant water, unable to turn over the slightest storm.His face is still the same, but the aura around his body is elegant and long-lasting, which makes people think endlessly and think endlessly.However, the years have engraved his timelessness and elegance, but added a bit of loneliness and sadness to it.

Mourning the hometown he may never be able to return to.

Five years ago, with Ye Ying's permission, Ye Jiusi adopted many abandoned babies, taught them the martial art of hiding swords, and changed the name of "Ye Mansion" to "Hidden Sword Villa".Those orphans are 12 years old, and two or three years old. According to their basic qualifications and preferences, they are classified under the seven names of Tibetan Sword, and they are called brothers.Ye Jiusi taught them swordsmanship and martial arts, as well as sword casting skills, rites, music, archery and other skills. Although he did not have the name of a master, he had the reality of a master. Ye Ying would occasionally give pointers to his disciples, and more often , but still retreat to comprehend the heart sword, or hold the sword and watch the flowers.

Five years is enough to bring out a group of disciples.Ye Jiusi was diligent and conscientious, devoting almost all his heart and soul to the cultivation of Tibetan sword disciples, teaching them to be kind to others, and teaching them that a gentleman is like the wind.Gradually, this villa also had lively voices, and it became more and more like the real hidden sword villa in the unreachable Tang Dynasty, which made Ye Ying feel a little better.

They are all using their own ways to miss and remember the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

"The way of a gentleman is light but not tiresome, simple and elegant, gentle and reasonable." The warm and jade-like voice spread loudly, with a refreshing gentleness and calmness, "Knowing the distance is near, knowing the nature of the wind, knowing the subtlety , can be virtuous." As soon as the words finished, the book slips tapped on the table and chairs, and there was a bang, and the voice was still peaceful and gentle: "Mo'er, what are you doing?"

"Elder Sister! I'm practicing lightness kung fu, and I'm telling Dapeng to spread its wings, isn't it great?" The boy's immature voice was filled with cheers, and he looked very excited.

"Other people call Dapeng to spread its wings, but you can only call Huangji to spread its wings." The gentle voice was still unshakeable and calm, but there was a smile in his tone, "Since you are so talented, you can already understand moves by yourself." , that literature must not regress, go back tonight and copy "The Doctrine of the Mean" three times, and give it to me tomorrow."

The triumphant laughter suddenly turned into a miserable wail, and in the distance, the giggling laughter of many children and the begging for mercy of the little boy could be heard.

The summer wind blew over his cheeks, and there was a kind of comfort, and the corners of Ye Ying's lips couldn't help curling up. He walked in a little, and said softly, "Si'er."

The woman who was being dragged by the hem of her clothes and begged for mercy by the little boy suddenly turned her head. Her hair was as black as a crow's feathers, and her plain and picturesque face seemed to have not changed, but something changed quietly.Her brows and eyes are much warmer, even if she doesn't smile, she still has a kind of calmness and gentleness. When she is quiet, she is like a pool of autumn water, so soft that it makes one's heart tremble.However, if she purses her lips and smiles, she will be as bright and fresh as peach blossoms in full bloom.Standing there at this moment, dressed in white men's clothes, with a tall and straight figure, Xiao Xiao Su Su, gentle and Qinghua, just like the person in the spring boudoir dream of a girl in spring.

Seeing Ye Ying approaching, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said cheerfully, "Master!"

In front of Ye Ying, her smile is always the brightest, and her voice is always the lightest, as if she has no troubles or haze.

"Let's stop here today, everyone go back and read "The Doctrine of the Mean", and learn the Four Books tomorrow." Ye Jiusi bent down and picked up the naughty little boy up and down, then gently put him down, patted his soft hair, softly He said, "If you are still so careless in class next time, you will copy the four books ten times for me, do you hear me?"

"Got it." The little boy was confused, and after being put down, he saluted Ye Ying with his senior brother and ran away in a hurry.

Ye Jiusi walked over slowly, took Ye Ying's hand lightly, smiled warmly like a spring breeze, and said softly: "Master, the weather is fine today, how about going for a walk by the lake?"

"That's fine." Ye Ying walked out following the strength of Ye Jiusi, "Is there someone to take care of the village?"

"Master, don't worry, Zhuyi and Zhuqing have also grown up, and I am relieved to hand over the villa to them." Ye Jiusi smiled. Ye Zhuyi and Ye Zhuqing were the first two children she brought back. An article taken from Qi Ao.A pair of twins, handsome and elegant, were born by a concubine from a rich family. The children were kicked out of the house, and when Ye Jiusi found them, they had been wandering for a long time.

Perhaps it was the early experiences that caused the two of them to have a quiet personality, but under Ye Jiusi's careful care, the two of them also had some youthful vitality, but they were more calm.Ye Jiusi has always trained the two as heirs, and they have always done a good job. Ye Zhuyi has a heavy heart and a strong sense of responsibility, and cherishes the Tibetan Sword Villa very much; demeanor.The two brothers cooperated with each other, and they also learned to do business when they were young, so they managed the villa in an orderly manner, which made Ye Jiusi feel at ease as the shopkeeper.

Ye Ying nodded and said no more. His apprentice is now acting more calmly and moderately. Since she said that the arrangement is in order, he naturally believes it.

"Master hasn't come out for a long time..." Ye Jiusi's voice was low, and Xiuyi's eyes seemed to be overflowing with water, filled with mist.She held Ye Ying's hand and walked very steadily step by step. The warm and dry wind coming towards her made her feel refreshed, "Master is free, so let's go for a walk more, this disciple also wants to spend more time with Master, alone... ...always alone."

Ye Ying was silent, not knowing what to say.When he came to this different world, at least he had already passed the age of knowing his destiny, and he had experienced countless winds and rains.But the apprentice was in the year of Jasper, and after such a big change, she did not feel depressed or slumped because of it. She made breakthroughs one after another, faced difficulties, and had a lot of hard work in daily life, running the villa, taking care of him, etc., for a young For women, this is not easy.

It was because he was negligent, thinking that the apprentice would forget other things when he was busy, but how can time wear away the longing and regret engraved in the bone marrow?

Ye Ying patted Ye Jiusi on the head, although she said nothing, she agreed.He has not given up on this habit of movement, even though the apprentice has grown up, even after so many years, he has not given up.

He is actually a very nostalgic person.

The West Lake in summer is also beautiful. No matter which season it is, it seems to have its own charm and beauty.As the saying goes, "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable." After so many years of seeing the beauty of the West Lake, it seems that you can never get tired of it. The willow wind, stepping on the wet soil on the embankment, people seem to be extraordinarily indifferent and peaceful.

"The fragrance of the stalks and the flowers will make Junning recall Yangzhou." Ye Jiusi reached out to pick a green leaf, looked at the shimmering water in the West Lake, and smiled as warmly as the sun that warms people in winter without glaring. 24 bridge months, in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake."

Ye Jiusi pressed the green leaf to her lips, and gently blew out a melodious and melodious tune, each sound was so soft that it hit people's hearts.The tone is soothing and gentle, as if you can hear the delicate green when the green leaves are sprouting, you can see the blue of the cloudless and clear sky, you can recall the beautiful scenery of the broken bridge of the West Lake, the endless white, and the branches and leaves leaking under the shackles. The light, shattered like remnant snow.

The green mountains are faintly covered with water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River is not withered in autumn. 24 On a moonlit night at the bridge, where can the jade man teach the flute?

Standing on the lakeside, Ye Ying listened to the melodious Jiangnan ditty played by her apprentice, her heart felt like the surface of the lake was thrown into stones, gently rippled, warm and soft.

He was suddenly moved silently, this kind of life is not bad, together with the little apprentice, guarding this small hidden sword villa, occasionally recalling the distant Tang Dynasty.

The years are quiet and the world is stable.What else is he not satisfied with?

The burden of responsibility has always been on Ye Ying's shoulders. From childhood to adulthood, this is the fate and responsibility that Ye Mengqiu's eldest son cannot escape.His sword was swung for protection, and he sheathed it for hiding it. For more than fifty years, the sword in his hand has been with him the longest and the longest time.He was indifferent and calm, but suddenly lost the responsibility to bear, which made him at a loss.He blamed himself, regretted, and felt guilty, all of which seriously affected his state of mind. Although his sword heart was still there and his faith hadn't collapsed, he hadn't made any progress over the years, and even lost a little indifference in conforming to the destiny.

However, at this time, he suddenly figured it out, he was lucky enough to win, but his life was lost. He always protects Hidden Sword Villa behind him, just like protecting his own child.But how can the hidden sword villa be a child with no power to restrain a chicken?There is the second younger brother Ye Hui in governance, the third younger Ye Wei and the fourth younger Ye Meng in terror of force, and Tibetan sword disciples are all capable and responsible.

The children have grown up and are promising. As a father, even if he is reluctant, even if he is worried, he must let them go and let them learn to face everything by themselves.

Ye Jiusi noticed Ye Ying's sudden fluttering breath, quickly took down the green leaf, and looked sideways.However, she found that the breath around Ye Ying's body was unstable, and there was a hint of a breakthrough, so she froze in place, not knowing what to do.

"Master, you are about to break through, go back with your apprentice." Ye Jiusi held Ye Ying's hand and said anxiously.Ye Ying's state of mind is the tranquility and stability realized in the process of holding the sword and watching the flowers day and night, which coincides with the way of nature. There are traces of previous breakthroughs, and early retreat preparations are safe and worry-free.But today, the master has a little insight, and the breakthrough is so sudden.

"It's okay, being a teacher is not a breakthrough in realm, but a state of mind." Ye Ying shook her head, her palm tightened, and Ye Jiusi grabbed her hand forcefully, "Si'er, what's wrong?"

Ye Jiusi's voice was startled, with disbelief and a slight tremor, and said in a low voice: "Master... that black vortex appeared..."

The black vortex that once brought the two of them into a different world suddenly appeared behind Ye Ying. In the dark vortex, there was a thick black like ink, but it seemed that there were stars falling into it, and it was shining with bright silver.Its appearance is still silent, without even any fluctuations, quietly circling, as if it wants to suck everything in the world into it.

"Master, can we... go back?" Ye Jiusi's voice trembled with excitement and unbelievable erratic. She has calmed down a lot over the years, and she lived up to the bright and flamboyant youth.However, at this moment, he suddenly saw the hope of returning home, and the indifference that was about to accept his fate disappeared instantly, turning into tears that almost burst out of his eyes.

Only now did she know how much she missed the former Tibetan Sword Villa.

Ye Ying is also happy, but he thinks more than Ye Jiusi: "Don't panic, we don't know what this strange vortex is, it will send us back to Tang Dynasty or another world, but no matter what, There is even the slightest possibility, you have to try it, do you have any concerns here?"

Ye Jiusi took a deep breath, and said softly, "No more, Master." The successor of Hidden Sword Villa has been decided here, and the martial arts routines have been stored in the study of Hidden Sword Villa, and all income from property has been handed over. Giving it to Ye Zhuyi, she believed that the child she brought out would take good care of the villa.Ye Jiusi is not worried about whether the martial arts of Tibetan sword will attract other people's covetousness. Over the years, Tibetan Sword Villa not only has business contacts with the Hua family, but also has a lot of negotiations with Wanmei Villa, and the little emperor even secretly takes care of it. , she no longer has any worries.

As for the books collected in the early years, Ye Jiusi kept them in her backpack and never took them out, because at that time she still had hope that they could return to her homeland one day, so the things in her backpack were always prepared and exchanged. A lot of gold bars and scraps of silver for emergencies, now, isn't it what you want?

Ye Ying lowered her head, her snow-colored hair slid down her temples, her handsome face was as flawless as jade, and she said in a low voice, seriously: "Si'er, this time, I have to follow closely as a teacher."

Ye Jiusi was taken aback for a moment, and also remembered the separation caused by blunders and accidents a few years ago. Thinking of this, she held Ye Ying's hand tightly, and said solemnly: "Your apprentice knows, master."

No matter whether the road ahead is full of flowers or full of thorns, they will always face it together.

This time, she will never let go of his hand.

In the eighth year of Daqing Yuanhe, the world-famous Tibetan Sword Villa was established by the West Lake in Hangzhou. The owner of the villa is Ye Ying, the "Sword Master", and Ye Jiusi, the chief disciple of "Duan Shui Jian".

In the 13th year of Daqing Yuanhe, the Tibetan sword twins Ye Zhuyi and Ye Zhuqing inherited the Tibetan Sword Villa, and the "Sword Master" Ye Ying and the "Duan Shui Sword" Ye Jiusi went into seclusion, without getting involved in the rivers and lakes.In the same year, Ye Zhuyi expanded the land area of ​​Zangjian Villa, and openly recruited disciples, who followed him and spread his reputation far and wide.

In the 17th year of Daqing Yuanhe, the "Sword God" Ximen Chuuxue could not retreat, and rumors spread everywhere. It was rumored that the "Sword Master" Ye Ying left an unnamed sword manual, and the winner could learn the supreme method.Three months later, dozens of sects gathered their disciples, intending to force Tibetan sword disciples to hand over the true biography of the "Sword Master".The hidden sword gemini Ye Zhuqing personally entered the sword mound, and invited Ruoye's light and heavy swords left by the "Breaking Water Sword" Ye Jiusi, killing countless enemies, blood flowed like a river, from the dawn to the dusk, the blood color was like the setting sun in the sky.The disciples of Tibetan swords showed their brilliance for the first time, and defeated many with less. Although their vitality was greatly injured, they defeated the enemy severely, and several sects fell into decline.

Ye Zhuqing became famous in the first battle, because he killed the enemy until the setting sun in the sky was like blood, hence the name "Blood Sun Sword".

Some people in the rivers and lakes still want to fish in troubled waters when they see the Tibetan sword's vitality is seriously injured.Unexpectedly, the "Sword God" Ximen Chuixue came out of the customs, and his skill was further improved. Hearing about this, he chased and killed the mastermind for thousands of miles, and beheaded him by the sword.In the next year, Ye Zhuqing recovered from his injuries and left the village several times, cutting grass and roots without mercy, so as to frighten the world. So far, no one dared to violate the hidden sword villa.

After decades of development, Zangjian Villa has gradually become a famous sect comparable to the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan. The descendants of the descendants all follow the teachings of the first owner of the village, be kind to others, and treat others like a gentleman, so they have an excellent reputation and a great reputation.With the continuous friction and entanglement between the rivers and lakes and the court, the martial arts declined, and the Tibetan sword disciples were ordered by their ancestors to live in seclusion and not come out easily.

The disciples of later generations set up a "Famous Sword Monument" to remember the most outstanding swordsman in Cangjian Villa.

"Gentleman Sword" Ye Zhuyi and "Blood Yang Sword" Ye Zhuqing are both on the list.

However, on the top of the famous sword tablet, the names of the two people will always be engraved. They are the founders of Hidden Sword Villa, and they are also legends in the hearts of all disciples.

"Sword Master" Ye Ying, "Sword of Broken Water" Ye Jiusi.

(The first volume of The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng: Trek in the Red Dust is completed)

The author has something to say: so~~ the first volume ended so perfectly~(≧▽≦)/

Xiao Jiuer and the male god are about to start a new journey!Our goal is - the sea of ​​stars!

Cough, I was wrong, it was the Tang Dynasty that was right...

I feel that Xiaojiu'er and the male god can't come here for nothing, they have to leave something as a trace, that's why I have this hidden sword villa~~~

Looking back after reading Chapter 1, I found that Xiaojiuer has changed a lot, maybe because he taught children more, and he has a "maternal" halo... Haha~~╭(╯^╰)╮

The yellow chicken spreads its wings is a good trick, and the white and cute little second boy is automatically filled in the mind~~ Meng~~

The master and the apprentice are getting closer and closer, and the next world may take a long time~

The author rolled away mellowly and gnawed on the book...

The next world - The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty!