Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 118, Unity of Knowledge and Action
Yang Lie stood outside the curtain and said in a low voice, "Miss Xia."

"Please come in." Xia Nanyuan pulled Jiang Wangsheng up.

Yang Lie was wearing a green shirt, with a long beard and a healthy body, with empty sleeves, not like a scholar, but like a rough martial artist.

"Mr. Yang." Xia Nanyuan bowed and saluted.

Jiang Wangsheng nodded.

Yang Lie looked Jiang Wangsheng up and down, and said with emotion: "You are so young, but your cultivation is so profound, it is true that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach, hahaha."

Jiang Wangsheng smiled back, "Mr. Yang is polite."

Yang Lie said with deep meaning: "You are very optimistic about that child?"

Jiang Wangsheng replied: "Southern Tang martial arts, only Ye Jianqing, who betrayed Western Chu, supported the way of swordsmanship. The magic sword of Heming Mountain is indeed Li Han, but the focus is on the spirit, and the light sword is sharp."

Jiang Wangsheng went on to say: "It's rare to see him. With him around, it will give Nantang swordsman more energy."

"So that's how it is, my little friend is righteous, and Yang admires it very much." Yang Lie clasped his fists together.

Jiang Wangsheng looked at Yang Lie, and said: "I heard that Mr. Yang is known as traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of volumes of books. These two sentences are profound and subtle. If you want to put them into practice, it will be even more difficult."

"Practice is the beginning of knowledge, and knowledge is the completion of practice." Yang Lie continued with emotion, "What is learned on paper is always shallow, and I know that this matter must be practiced. Reading is like this, so why not practice martial arts?"

Jiang Wangsheng said: "I heard that Confucianism and Taoism are practiced, but I am still comprehending it with my heart. Ordinary people, who study to death, are still useless in their first sixties."

"If you study and work, you can learn martial arts with one move. Not only will your knowledge of principles greatly increase, but your martial arts will also improve by leaps and bounds. At least you will be an eighth-rank martial artist."

Jiang Wangsheng looked at Yang Lie, "I have never seen Confucianism, Taoism and martial arts in Western Chu, so I wonder if the rumors in the world are true?"

Yang Lie squinted his eyes and smiled, and replied: "That's true. However, if you can write articles, poems, and poems handed down from generation to generation, you can also cultivate righteousness and go a step further. My senior brother is like this."

Xia Nanyuan asked: "Mr. Yang is here for Mr. Jiang?"

Yang Lie nodded, "I've heard that Xichu's leaders are tall and powerful, so I naturally want to take a look. What else, that's it."

Jiang Wangsheng nodded, "I know this, but the process may be difficult."

Yang Lie took out a bamboo slip from his sleeve, put it on the table, and said in a low voice: "Your method is certainly feasible, but it may not be able to gain the trust of the Ye clan. It records an incomplete boxing method, which can be used as a stepping stone. "

Jiang Wangsheng picked up the bamboo slips and said, "This boxing technique is not simple."

"Thank you Mr. Yang."

Yang Lie stroked his beard, waved his hand, and said, "You and I have the same ambition, so there is no need to be polite. But, after the dust settles, I hope you can come to the academy."

"Definitely." Jiang Wangsheng nodded heavily.

Yang Lie glanced outside the main room, and said: "That kid has the upper hand, it's not difficult to win, but the cooking after that is not easy."

Jiang Wangsheng said leisurely: "If You Changxia punishes Luo Baiqiu for complimenting the Nanhai Sword Sect, I will take this opportunity and take him away."

Yang Lie's face froze, and he asked: "Didn't my little friend say that he is a breath of my Southern Tang martial arts swordsmanship?"

Jiang Wangsheng replied casually: "Hold on, the talent belongs to you in Nantang."

Yang Lie took a deep breath and hurriedly said, "Farewell."

After all, leave in a hurry.

Jiang Wangsheng couldn't help laughing out loud.

Xia Nanyuan rolled her eyes, "Now you are a celebrity in Southern Tang."

Jiang Wangsheng put away the bamboo slips and said, "It's convenient to have this thing, and I will find a chance to slip away. You have to pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, no one dares to attack me." Xia Nanyuan brushed her hair confidently and winked at Jiang Wangsheng.

Jiang Wangsheng ignored it.

Xia Nanyuan was a little reconciled, she leaned forward, touched her skin, and asked, "Is that boxing technique good?"

Jiang Wangsheng nodded, "The complete version of boxing is probably the work of the innate master, and the creator should be only a little lower than Mu Mingkong."

"Such a precious boxing technique is really going to be given to them?" Xia Nanyuan covered her mouth in surprise.

Jiang Wangsheng said lightly: "I have already written it down, I will write it down when I get back, and send it back to Xichu."

"You!" Xia Nanyuan pursed her lips and lightly tapped Jiang Wangsheng's shoulder, "Shameless".

"Bai Qiu, kneel down!" You Changxia was furious.

Luo Baiqiu turned a deaf ear, picked out his ears, and looked at Mo Lao who was sitting cross-legged on the seat to recover his internal strength with disdain.

Zhuang Sheng walked slowly to Mo Lai's side, glanced at Li Cong, and then at Luo Baiqiu.

At this time, Luo Baiqiu was surrounded by two disciples of the South Sea Sword Sect holding swords.

You Changxia was like an ant on a hot pot, stomping her feet non-stop, ordering Luo Baiqiu to kneel down.

Luo Baiqiu said: "Why do you let me kneel down? Just because he is old, he can do whatever he wants? Confucius also said: 'Follow your heart and don't exceed the rules.'"

"you"

Zhuang Sheng spit out a few words slowly: "This matter, Tie Jianmen must give us an explanation!"

"Brother Zhuang, don't worry, I will punish the evildoers severely." You Changxia hurriedly said.

Although You Changxia and Zhuang Sheng are both rank nine swordsmen, the strength of the elders of the South Sea Sword Sect is far superior to the elders of the Iron Sword Sect, and the number of disciples varies greatly.

"Okay, what a good one who does what he wants without breaking the rules." A scholar in green shirt came striding forward.

You Changxia was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly cupped her hands: "Mr. Yang."

"Mr. Yang." Zhuang Sheng hurriedly cupped his hands in salute.

Mo Lao stood up, without the arrogance he had before, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Yang."

"Old Mo..." Yang Lie squinted his eyes, looked at the sword wound on Elder Mo's body, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "When you are old, don't fight like young people."

"Yes, thank you Mr. Yang for your advice." Mo Lao lowered his head slightly.

Yang Lie nodded, looked at Luo Baiqiu, and said: "At a young age, the swordsmanship is profound, and the Southern Tang swordsmanship is promising."

Hearing this, Luo Baiqiu smiled happily, "Mr. Yang, you are more knowledgeable."

Yang Lie looked at him, nodded in satisfaction,
Yang Lie said: "Although I am a scholar, I also know a thing or two about swordsmanship. To learn swordsmanship, in addition to reading sword manuals and using it skillfully, you must be flexible."

"Just now I saw you make a move, and it is already a combination of the two methods, which is flexible enough." Yang Lie paused, and continued: "However, you are young and vigorous, and you will not be able to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship after all."

Luo Baiqiu pouted.

Yang Lie continued: "You should know the unfathomable depths of Yuxiao Sword Immortal."

Luo Baiqiu hurriedly nodded, knowing that Yuxiao Sword Immortal was Jiang Wangsheng, so he couldn't help but look towards the main room.

Yang Lie said with a smile: "As far as I know, in Xichu, when he sees injustice, he roars, and he doesn't make a move. The most important thing is to cultivate his mind."

While talking, Yang Lie walked in front of Luo Baiqiu.

The two disciples of the South Sea Sword Sect hurriedly withdrew their swords and retreated to the side.

Yang Lie put the sword back into the scabbard for Luo Baiqiu, and said in a low voice, "Nurture your mind. This is what Jiang Wangsheng meant."

Luo Baiqiu shrank his pupils, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and put the long sword behind his back.

Yang Lie looked at You Changxia and said, "It's a fine piece of beautiful jade, don't want to be carved by a butcher's knife."

"Yes, I would like to obey senior's order." You Changxia cupped her hands.

You Changxia secretly slandered: "What Yang Lie did today is to stand up for my Iron Sword Sect and protect Bai Qiu. With his words, the South Sea Sword Sect and other sects want to kill Bai Qiu, so they have to think carefully .”

Zhuang Sheng's tone became gentle, and he said: "Brother You, congratulations, a proud son of heaven has been born under the sect."

You Changxia nodded slightly, and said: "Brother Zhuang, today is a little brat, please make amends."

"It doesn't matter, my South Sea Sword Sect also has some extremes." Zhuang Sheng replied.

"Leave it alone"

"Don't let it go."

Mo Lao looked at Luo Baiqiu's leaving figure, his eyes were full of killing intent.

The smile on Zhuang Sheng's face disappeared, he walked up to Mr. Mo, and said in a low voice: "Master, don't forget the highlight of tonight."

Mo Lao's face returned to normal, he nodded, and said in a low voice: "Yes, after tonight, heh"

(End of this chapter)