A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 511 As long as you are happy! (Seek full order)
Hearing the news that Qingcheng sent Yu Canghai out of Sichuan to Fuzhou, Hua Shier knew that the plot of Xiaoao was about to start, and couldn't help sighing:
"There is a turmoil in the world, and this martial arts world is going to be in chaos!"

But after thinking about it, he laughed himself. Even if there was no Xiaoao plot, how had this world ever been peaceful.

Hua Shier asked Jia Ting and others to lurk in Fuzhou City first, as a bridge for him to communicate with the court and the palace, and after confirming the contact method, he left the restaurant.

Wandering around, stop and go, Hua Twelve leisurely walked around the blossoming city of Fuzhou, then returned to the same road, and returned to the Fuwei Escort.

When he arrived in the backyard, he saw Lin Zhennan practicing his sword. A set of extremely mediocre sword skills was played quite well in his hands.

Hua Shishi nodded in his heart. As the saying goes, there are three catties of nails in a bad boat. Although Lin Zhennan didn't practice the real swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits, judging from the basic swordsmanship in front of him for training sword moves, it can be seen that Lin Yuantu's swordsmanship was extraordinary back then. .

Seeing Hua Twelve's return, Lin Zhennan immediately withdrew his sword and said with a smile: "Ping'er is back, father happened to ask you something, do you remember our family's evil sword technique?"

Hua Twelve shook his head: "I don't remember!"

Lin Zhennan sighed when he heard the words: "If you don't remember it, then don't remember it, then I will teach it to you again today!"

Hua Twelve thought for a while and didn't refuse. Although he had sunflowers, he looked down on evil spirits, but now with Lin Pingzhi's identity, it would be hard to justify using both hands to avoid evil, so he nodded immediately:
"Then there is Mr. Law!"

Hua Twelve's tone of voice on the word 'Sir', it's your business that you call yourself father, we have different opinions.

When Lin Zhennan said he wanted to pass on the sword, his expression naturally became serious:

"Our family's evil swordsmanship has a great background. Back then, your great-grandfather Yuan Tugong relied on the 72-way 'evil swordsmanship' to shock the north and south of the river, black and white, and laid the foundation for Fuwei Escort today. You must practice it seriously. , don’t slack off, and don’t fall into the prestige of your ancestors!”

After speaking, he practiced one move at a time.

After practicing a set of sword skills, he was a little out of breath, put away his sword and stood up, turned his head, and asked Hua Twelve with a proud face:
"Ping'er, how is Dad doing?"

Hua Twelve said patiently: "Sir, this set of basic sword skills has been practiced very solidly, please start teaching me the evil sword skills!"

Lin Zhennan said in astonishment: "What Dad just practiced is the evil sword technique!"

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Well, it turned out that the set of swordsmanship that Lin Zhennan practiced when he came back was not at all the basic swordsmanship that Hua Shier thought, it was the evil swordsmanship that he practiced!
It can't be blamed on Hua Twelve's mistake. The swordsmanship just now was too standard, and the joints between the sword moves were stiff and stagnant. No matter how you look at it, it looks like the basic sword moves practiced by beginners.

But now that I know that this set of sword moves is the 'Evil Resisting Sword Technique', Hua Twelve closed his eyes and recalled the scene of Lin Zhennan practicing sword just now in his mind.

Through his own imagination, he doubled the speed of Lin Zhennan's hands, eyes, body, movements, and steps in his mind.

Hua Twelve was surprised to find that because of the increase in speed, this sword technique was much more refined.

Again imitating the sword technique through imagination to increase the speed, this time he tripled the speed of Lin Zhennan's strike, and the flaws in the sword technique were almost invisible.

Hua Twelve continued to simulate in his mind to increase the speed of swordsmanship, so that Lin Zhennan's speed of practicing swordsmanship was increased to five times.

In an instant, all the connections and transitions of this set of swordsmanship were stiff and stagnant, all of which disappeared due to the increased speed.

"Evil Resisting Swordsmanship" was still a mediocre swordsmanship in his eyes just now, but now after five times the speed, it has instantly become a set of top swordsmanship that integrates offense and defense with surprising and weird moves.

"Ping'er?"

Lin Zhennan saw his son suddenly closed his eyes and was stunned, fearing that the old illness would recur, so he quickly called out softly.

Hua Twelve opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and said to Lin Zhennan, "Can you borrow the sword, sir?"

Subconsciously, Lin Zhennan handed over the sword, not forgetting to remind:
"Ping'er, your body has just recovered. Our family's 72-way evil swordsmanship is very exquisite and consumes a lot of energy. You must do what you can. If you feel tired, you must stop. Don't try to be brave!"

Hua Shishixin said that every move has a blunt and stagnant part, so can one practice without consuming energy?

He thought in his heart, but on the surface he just nodded and said nothing, took the sword over, pinched the sword formula with his left hand, and raised the sword obliquely with his right hand, already posing the opening gesture of "Sword of Exorcising Evil".

In the next moment, he had already used the first move in the sword technique.

The speed and posture of this move are exactly the same as Lin Zhennan's.

"it is good!"

Lin Zhennan's eyes lit up, and he felt that although his son's family had forgotten the sword technique, his physical memory was still there, and his use of this move was even better than before he was injured and lost his memory.

He said "Hello" and drew Lin's mother out. Seeing that his son was practicing sword, he smiled and watched from the side.

After Hua Twelve used up the first move, he used the second move, but the speed of this move was [-]% faster than the first move.

After all, it was the first time to use this sword technique. Although Hua Twelve had already deduced the perfect speed of this 'Evil Resisting Sword Technique' in his mind, it took a little getting used to it.

'Meteor chasing the moon', 'Evils and changes', 'Zhong Kui chooses eyes', 'Flying swallows piercing the willows', 'Meteors flying down', 'Flowers bloom to see the Buddha'.
Hua Twelve's sword moves are getting faster and faster, after more than a dozen moves, the speed of swordsmanship has been increased by three times.

Lin Zhennan and his wife felt that the sword light flickered in front of them like thunder, but there was no whistling sound of the sword's edge piercing the air, which was extremely strange.

"Stop, stop quickly!"

Hua Twelve was thinking about whether to switch to the "sunflower state" or burst out adrenaline, and when he raised this sword move to the ideal five times speed, he heard Lin Zhennan standing aside, calling for a stop in a serious tone.

After he used a closing gesture, the sword finger of his left hand guided the inner breath along the eyebrows to the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian, calming down his inner strength.

Looking at Lin Zhennan in confusion: "Sir, stop, what's the matter?"

Lin Zhennan said angrily: "Ping'er, Dad thought you had forgotten the past, and it would be a good thing to become calmer, but I don't want to be so reckless and reckless. Let's see how well our family's good evil swordsmanship has made you use it. !"

Hua Twelve had a black thread on his head: "Where did you say that, sir? My moves are all sword moves that you practiced just now, are they useful or wrong?"

Lin Zhennan said earnestly: "Our family's sword technique for warding off evil spirits, we pay attention to keeping righteousness and avoiding evil spirits, being neutral and peaceful. This is the method of using the sword to attract the mind. Look at what you are using!"

"I only want the sword to be quick and fast, but I don't know that in this way, you hurt yourself before you hurt the enemy, and you train yourself before you hurt the enemy. Besides, you consume so much energy that you take advantage at the beginning. The opponent defends carefully, and when you are exhausted, counterattack, killing you is easy!"

Mrs. Wang listened and nodded repeatedly: "Ping'er, your father is right!"

Hua Twelve is speechless, he deliberately explained a few sentences, thought about it and forget it, the difference in understanding of martial arts between the two is too great, even if he said the true meaning of the swordsmanship that is only fast and indestructible in "Evil Resisting Swordsmanship", it is probably Xia Xia An indescribable scene.

Immediately smiled: "Sir, madam is right, then I will pay attention when I practice in the future, Zhongzheng is just a little more peaceful!"

After finishing speaking, he will go back to the room. He has recovered from his injuries and plans to start practicing Yiyang Finger. In addition, he has to consider the issue of switching to internal skills. Whether he can practice the "Little Wuxiang Gong" Hua Twelve obtained from the Xixia Palace is still undecided. As for the idea, how can I have time to argue with people here.

But Hua Twelve wanted to leave, but Lin Zhennan quit. Seeing the perfunctory look on his son's face, the old man immediately said:

"I think you're just being perfunctory. You didn't take what Dad said to you at all. How about this? I'll play two tricks with you, and let you see if what Dad said makes sense!"

After speaking, he took the sword and put it aside, went to the weapon shelf, took two wooden swords, and handed one to Hua Twelve himself.

Hua Twelve didn't want to bully others, and felt that it was meaningless to fight Lin Zhennan, so he immediately said: "I said that in the future, remember that Zhongzheng will be more peaceful, so let's not use it!"

Helplessly, Lin Zhennan insisted on giving him some advice, and Mrs. Lin also nodded in agreement.

Hua Twelve had no choice but to take the wooden sword and casually held it in his hand.

Although Lin Zhennan felt sorry for his son, seeing how he was holding the wooden sword crookedly, he couldn't help feeling angry, and immediately snorted coldly:
"Ping'er, go ahead and make the move first. Father will show you the subtlety of our evil swordsmanship today!"

"No need, you should come first, sir!"

Hua Shishi really didn't want to bully others.

Lin Zhennan sneered coldly: "If you are told to make a move, do it. Dad is afraid of making the first move. You don't even have a chance to make a sword!"

Hua Twelve has a black thread on his head, so where does Lao Lin's self-confidence come from?

Madam Lin also persuaded: "Ping'er, if you attack, no matter how fierce your sword moves are, it is impossible to hurt your father!"

Hua Shishixin said that Mrs. Lin's words were on point, and if she wanted to practice this evil sword technique well, she really had to 'enter the palace'.

"Okay, sir, be careful!"

When Hua Twelve mentioned the wooden sword, he used a move of "meteor chasing the moon", and the next moment, the wooden sword was already pointed at the center of Lin Zhennan's eyebrows.

Quack. Quack. Quack.
A crow landed on the tree seemed to be startled by Hua Twelve's sharp sword and flew up. It opened its mouth and played a piece of BGM, which also happened to echo the mood of the other two besides Hua Twelve.

Lin Zhennan and his wife were stunned, completely unaware of what happened.

After Hua Twelve put away his sword and stood up, the couple came back to their senses, Mrs. Wang asked her husband:
"Master, are you not ready!"

Lin Zhennan himself was not sure: "It seems that my eyes were uncomfortable just now, so I blinked!"

Did he blink?
Blink!

With such a large wooden sword aimed at the center of the eyebrows, most people would have to subconsciously blink their eyes before their bodies had time to react.

But because the speed is too fast, Lin Zhennan himself can't tell now whether he blinked because the opponent's sword was too fast, or because he blinked and didn't dodge the sword.

Mrs. Wang said to Hua Twelve: "Ping'er, your father's eyes were unwell just now, so it can't be counted. If you try your moves now, you will know that your father's swordsmanship is exquisite!"

Lin Zhennan was convinced by his wife that this was the truth, and immediately said: "Yes, this time, Daddy's eyes are already healed, Ping'er, just let go and come here."

He wanted to say 'Let's go and come here', but the last word 'yes' hadn't come out yet, the next moment, the wooden sword appeared between the eyebrows again, and it was still the same move of 'meteor chasing the moon'!
Lin Zhennan was annoyed: "No, Ping'er, I haven't finished my sentence yet, how could you make a sneak attack?"

Hua Twelve; "."

"When did I sneak attack?"

"Didn't we call it to start yet?" Lao Lin seemed to be a little annoyed now when he was back when he was a child and lost everything playing marbles with his childhood friends, but he didn't feel it yet.

Mrs. Wang also said: "Ping'er, you forgot what happened in the past, and your parents don't blame you, but you need to remember when you walk in the rivers and lakes in the future, and you must not make sneak attacks when you are competing with others, otherwise people will look down upon you!"

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Hua Twelve was really speechless, and immediately nodded and said: "Okay, then count me as a sneak attack, let's come again!"

Lin Zhennan calmed down, let himself calm down, and nodded: "Okay, Ping'er, you can make a move!"

It was still 'meteor chasing the moon' this time Hua Twelve's wooden sword was pressed against Lin Zhennan's heart, and at this moment, as long as he spit out his inner strength, it could break Lao Lin's heart veins.

Looking at Lao Lin again, he held the wooden sword to block the position between his eyebrows with an embarrassed expression.

Mrs. Wang was afraid that her husband would be embarrassed, so she hurriedly said: "Ping'er, didn't you attack your father's eyebrows, why did you go back on what you said?"

Hua Twelve threw the wooden sword away: "I'm going back to my room, you can play by yourself!" After speaking, he turned and left.

Lin Zhennan looked at his son's back and sighed:

"This kid is playing with me in the art of war. The so-called soldiers are tricky. He attacked the center of my eyebrows twice with his sword, and mistakenly made me think that his next attack would be between the eyebrows. That's why I suffered a disadvantage!"

"Ping'er's character is not stupid, it's just a loss of integrity, it's good to be against the enemy, if you compete with friends in the world, you will definitely be laughed at!"

Mrs. Wang took a towel from the maid's hand to wipe Lin Zhennan's sweat, and said with a smile:

"Master, Ping'er just forgot about the past, let's teach it slowly!"

Hua Twelve heard the conversation between the two clearly, and couldn't help crying and laughing. He was not as complicated as Lin Zhennan thought just now, he just attacked wherever he wanted.

Obviously, it took a third of the time for his wooden sword finger to touch Lao Lin's heart before Lao Lin's wooden sword was blocked between his eyebrows, so why did he lose his integrity?

Hua Twelve shook his head, and said to himself that it is good for you to be happy.

Back in the room, Hua Twelve began to practice Yiyang Finger.

Speaking of Yiyang Finger, it is only a way to use internal strength. His hundred-year-old Quanzhen internal strength has been recovered, and when he cultivates it, it will naturally be like a fish in water, and it will come naturally.

It's like the martial arts of "The Great Shift of the Universe", others have practiced it for decades without success, and they are prone to madness, but after Zhang Wuji's Nine Suns Dacheng, he practiced to the highest level in one afternoon.

Hua Twelve practiced one yang finger, and he was able to use it freely in two hours.

However, the use of one yang finger belongs to the use. If you want to practice to the first-grade state, you need to use it frequently.

After dinner in the evening, the city of Fuzhou was completely silent, except for the occasional watchman's vigil sound of "the sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the fire and candles".

Hua Twelve pushed open the window, and the man flew out lightly. He didn't have a sword, and he only used light kung fu as if he was flying against the wind. He made a turning point in the air, tapped his left foot to the right, and shot directly towards the outside of Fuwei Escort. On the roof of a house across the street, the figure disappeared in a flash.

After a cup of tea, Hua Twelve appeared in the old house of the Lin family in Xiangyang Lane, and found the Buddhist hall in the original book in the northwest corner. According to the direction pointed by the portrait of Patriarch Bodhidharma in the Buddhist hall, he easily got the real one. "Evil Resisting Sword Manual"!
　Thanks: Brothers 08a and Little Tigers in the Demon Realm for their reward, thanks for the support of brothers who paid 200 yuan for a package of spicy strips, thanks for the brothers who voted monthly and recommended tickets, and thanks for the brothers who read and collected books, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)