Sheng Fu

Chapter 523
The next day, early in the morning.

The mist was dense, and in the courtyard, Father Jing and Mother Jing occupied the east and west sides respectively, one practiced the stick and the other practiced the dagger.

Huhuhu~
Father Jing's stick technique is simple and simple, without the arrogance of hitting a large area with a stick, let alone the sharpness of a line. It is just a simple switch between attack and defense. The steps are slightly slow, but the overall atmosphere is calm.

Occasionally, the long stick is swung in a round circle, with a strong momentum, and it can also reveal an energy that is neither strong nor weak.

Jing Mu's saber practice is even more simple and plain, stabbing, slashing, leaning, coming and going, all these three moves, the saber is silent, no dark energy is revealed, it is as thin as paper, sharp and reserved, a little bit out of focus.

A gust of morning wind blew in, and Yu Wenjun walked out of the main hall slowly. He wanted to yawn, but when he saw his father-in-law and mother-in-law practicing so neatly and compactly, the yawn stopped inexplicably.

He began to carefully observe the moves of the two of them. During the observation, Jing Peiyao also came out and stood beside Yu Wenjun, watching with great interest.

The young couple didn't make fun of it, they looked at it very seriously.

Yu Wenjun commented: "Father's stick technique is simple and simple, and it can take care of a radius of two feet. Within this two feet, the offense and defense are integrated. The moves are impeccable. And at this moment, if you don't practice your mind or kung fu, you can guess that your skill is not bad. .”

"Niang's short knife is like a dagger, like a sharp sword, it can only cover a five-foot radius, and she has already begun to see the way in melee combat. The combination of the two, one long and one short, is difficult for ordinary people to break."

"It's just a pity, after all, I'm getting old."

Jing Peiyao's cultivation talent is quite high. Although her parents are not comparable to her daughter, they are also slightly different from other living beings.

If the two of them were in their youth, with such a deep understanding, they might be able to become inner disciples in the Yixi Sect.

"What do you think?" Father Jing asked the young couple with great interest after practicing a set of stick techniques.

On the other side, Mother Jing was not distracted and continued to practice her sword hard.

Yu Wenjun laughed softly: "Shang Ke, I have done the best you can achieve."

Father Jing thought that it would be better to make gestures with the female host. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that his wife was still meticulous, so he gave up this idea in his heart. Martial arts and children are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

The gentle wind came slowly, and the wind came from halfway up the mountain, blowing Yu Wenjun's temples, Yu Wenjun looked at his mother-in-law, stepped forward and approached, and said softly: "I'll unravel the trick, mother be careful."

Mother Jing nodded lovingly, and then stabbed Yu Wenjun's chest with a knife, which was intended to be stabbed at the throat, Mother Jing really couldn't bear it.

Yu Wenjun stepped back slightly, and said softly: "You don't need to let me, just do as much as you want."

Seeing this, Jing Peiyao who was under the eaves also smiled happily and said, "Mother, don't worry, even if he stands there and allows you to attack fiercely, you can't break his protective energy."

Jing's mother suddenly felt angry, yes, she is so different from her son-in-law, why should she accept it.

They must give way when they should, and they must kill when they should not. This is the principle taught to them by their master.

Afterwards, Mother Jing's knife walked into the middle hall and passed directly to the abdomen. Yu Wenjun did not evade this time. He slightly stretched out his hand, bypassed the blade, and flicked the back of his mother-in-law's hand slightly. Without letting the mother-in-law's saber slow down, Jing's mother turned around instead, holding the saber in the opposite direction, and slashed straight at Yu Wenjun's ear.

There was sharpness in the knife, Yu Wenjun turned his head slightly to avoid it, and Jing Mu took advantage of the situation to hold the short knife tightly, as if cutting wheat with a sickle, and returned upside down, Yu Wenjun bowed slightly to avoid it instantly, then put his right leg on the ground, and his left leg bounced instantly Lifting up, it rests on the shoulders of the mother-in-law like the autumn wind.

Jing Peiyao, who was watching the battle, slightly clenched her delicate fists, the light in her eyes was erratic.

But Yu Wenjun didn't know what his wife was thinking, but looked closely at his mother-in-law's eyes, calm and introverted, without the slightest ripple spreading, turned sideways to get rid of Yu Wenjun's left leg, then fell from the upper body, and leaned against Yuwen Jun three times.

The son-in-law took a slight step forward to press the distance, and then raised his knee to block. Jing's mother's wrist slammed into Yu Wenjun's knee. Thankfully, the knife in her hand did not fall to the ground.

However, Yu Wenjun's knees showed a little bit of qi, and Jingmu suddenly felt her whole arm go numb, and she let go of her fingers naturally, and the knife still fell on the bluestone floor.

Yu Wenjun bent down to pick up the dagger, returned it to his mother-in-law with both hands, and said with a soft smile: "With such a distance, mother should fight for an inch of land, and should not make big moves. The dagger pays attention to every inch of land, every inch of gold, and every inch of risk."

Swords vary from person to person. Jingmu is kind-hearted, and her ways are upright. She is not suitable for short swords, but suitable for practicing swordsmanship. Unfortunately, swordsmanship is extensive and profound, and it is difficult to cultivate sword intent without three or five years of hard work.

After all, the mother-in-law is too old, and only by repairing the dagger can she practice some tough skills in a short period of time.

Beads of sweat oozed from Jingmu's forehead, and she showed a loving smile and said, "Understood, it must be hard for you to let me go like this."

Yu Wenjun smiled slightly and said: "The first move is really giving way, the second move is not, and the third move is not, the mother's move is already a little bit more refined."

Jing's mother immediately smiled, and said affectionately: "I'll take it as real."

Father Jing on the other side felt a little itchy when he saw this, but he was too embarrassed to speak.

Jing Peiyao saw what was going on in her father's heart, so she spoke for her father, "Why don't you go to my lord father to dismantle the trick?"

Yu Wenjun originally wanted to have breakfast with his mother-in-law, and then go halfway up the mountain to have breakfast. His mother, Yuxiu, had already heard the news, that's all, and then he would play with his father-in-law.

Turning his feet, he was in front of his father-in-law in an instant. Yu Wenjun smiled implicitly and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Father Jing smiled knowingly, and really didn't intend to hold back, he lunged forward, and struck Yu Wenjun's head with a forceful and heavy stick, which really felt like a blow to the head.

Yu Wenjun moved two steps slightly to the right, and avoided it just right.

Father Jing didn't hit the ground with his stick, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, then twisted his waist and turned around, and swept towards Yu Wenjun with his stick, making it impossible for the son-in-law to avoid it.

Seeing this, Yu Wenjun smiled lightly and said: "Not bad, not bad, I also know the vertical and horizontal movements of operation."

In an instant, Yu Wenjun lowered his waist by more than three feet, and the stick almost brushed against Yu Wenjun's belly.

The stick swung across, and Father Jing couldn't retract his strength for a moment, but Yu Wenjun quickly straightened his waist, moved closer with one step, and swept his leg towards Father Jing's calf.

Bang!
The voice was low and the force was concealed. Father Jing suddenly felt that his heels were not stable, and he almost lost his position. Just as he was about to fight back, Yu Wenjun's fist hit his father-in-law's chin.

Victory and defeat!

Both father and son looked at each other quietly, and after a while, they stopped at the same time.

Father Jing said with a smile on his face, "How is it?"

Yu Wenjun patted his father-in-law on the shoulder, and replied softly: "After one vertical one and one horizontal one, you have to bully him, hit your knee against the other side's door or your heart's desire, you should go further."

"However, I was able to break through your vertical and horizontal, and it was entirely due to the superiority of my realm, and ordinary people cannot avoid it."

Father Jing grinned, showing slightly yellowed teeth, and said with an angry smile: "Don't coax me, this time I am the first to make a move, so I can move vertically and horizontally. If you don't let me take the lead, even if I hold a stick I can't make it out."

The girl in the distance said at this moment: "Actually, his first move is just like daddy's, forcing the opponent to parry and then attack continuously, and his second mover is also the same as before, first avoiding and then looking for opportunities."

"In terms of moves, he is inferior among the same rank."

Yu Wenjun touched his nose sadly, not knowing what to say.

Mother Jing said very reservedly: "But Jun'er's first move can't be resisted by most people, and the second move can also make most people unable to take the lead, standing in an invincible position, extremely refined."

Yu Wenjun smiled lightly.

Jing Peiyao was also inexplicably upset and said, "Really? Let's see how I break the trick!"

Yu Wenjun's mind suddenly concentrated, and he teleported to the center of the courtyard.

Before he could stabilize his heel, Madam came over with a slashing palm in the air, and shouted: "I don't need Liuxue, you and I just compete with fists and feet."

This palm had the potential to hit the flowing water, Yu Wenjun hurriedly stepped sideways to avoid it.

Jing Peiyao pursed her lips and smiled, shook her waist, and swept towards Yu Wenjun's neck with a sharp kick. The speed was as fast as the wind, Yu Wenjun sighed inwardly, and subconsciously crossed the void for a short distance to a distance of one foot.

From the beginning to the end, Yu Wenjun had no chance to return the phone.

Jing Peiyao smiled triumphantly, then walked quickly to her mother, and said leisurely: "Did you see, his moves are really inferior, as long as he has no chance to make a move, he will always be passive."

"The reason why he is so powerful is that he relies on the magnificence of his true essence and top-notch magical powers, just like a monarch with capable ministers and generals, he can handle government affairs smoothly."

Mother Jing pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes full of helplessness.

Seeing this, Jing's father almost laughed out loud. It turns out that the son-in-law's moves are really not very good.

Yu Wenjun coughed and said: "We should go to the mountainside to have breakfast, mother's place should be ready."

After the words fell, a gust of strong wind came to the courtyard, and then struck all directions, with an open and unrestrained momentum.

"It's all urged, let's go quickly." Yuwen Jun said.

Jing Peiyao took her mother's arm and walked away lightly against the wind, heading for the halfway up the mountain.

Yu Wenjun came to his father-in-law one step at a time, and said implicitly; "We are faster than them."

Father Jing showed a simple and honest smile, and said, "Okay."

The next moment the world turned upside down, and Yu Wenjun and his father-in-law came to the main hall of the manor halfway up the mountain. Twelve dishes and a jar of half-moon wine had already been placed on the table.

Mother-in-law Yuxiu was setting the bowls and chopsticks aside, wearing a white gold long dress, exuding bursts of mellow and soft charm.

"You guys are so lively, you start practicing early in the morning." Yuxiu looked at Yu Wenjun and said with a strange smile.

Outside the hall, Jing Peiyao and her mother also came.

The two mothers looked at each other and smiled, Yuxiu reminded softly: "No help, just these twelve dishes."

Yuwenjun took the main seat, Yuxiu began to pick up vegetables and share the food, and said with a soft smile: "The one from the Lingzu came here a few days ago, and also went to your master's place, and talked with each other for five consecutive days. , that one left."

"The situation in the rear is stable, and there is still good communication between the human race and the spirit race, and there will be more blessings for the race in the future, and your Hengchang sect's dealings with the spirit race will continue as before."

"But that one also thinks that you shouldn't let Gu Yong and the others go to the Devil Realm."

"In other words, you shouldn't let the jewel in your palm go to the Devil Realm."

Yu Wenjun shook his chopstick hand slightly, and said: "I will go to Beihai in person, and I can't go to the Demon Realm for the time being, and I don't know which feng shui treasure they are hiding in the Demon Realm."

Emperor Ling really came once as agreed before, but it is a pity that Yu Wenjun was not able to accompany him in person, but with Master coming forward, it doesn't matter whether he will accompany him in person or not.

Yuxiu looked at the two in-laws again, and said softly: "The young couple reckoned that they would not be able to come back for the reunion this year. This time, when they came back suddenly, it was considered an early Chinese New Year. Let's drink a few more glasses today."

Jing's mother hesitated to speak, but saw her daughter gave her a reserved look.

The old couple didn't ask any more questions, Father Jing skillfully opened the Ban Yue wine and began to pour the wine.

Yu Wenjun was not in a hurry to toast, and said to the people in the room: "I don't know when the next return date is. After breakfast, Peiyao and I have to go to Beihai to guard. The situation is very dangerous, but please don't worry about us. If you take care of yourself, it is equivalent to sharing your worries."

This opportunity is very ripe. If the attack of the Protoss goes wrong, it will consume the vitality of the human race and make the race worse. If it goes well, it will be flooded by the sea, and the world will be in chaos...

(End of this chapter)