The best ambiguous master

"The sword goes southwest, the mind is calm and natural, and when you leap in the air, the sword and man are one!"

"The sword must be steady, move like a gust of wind, be as quiet as a pine and cypress, and move the sword sideways!"

"The breath moves with the heart, the heart is the sword, the sword is you, and you are the sword!"

The night is dark, the breeze blows gently, occasionally a few leaves fall, and there will be a few shallow sounds. In the courtyard, the voice of an old man slowly sounds, not slow or slow, deep but powerful, every word , They all seem to be throwing the ground and making a sound, like thunder pouring into the ears.

"The swordsman, the king of a hundred soldiers, is the tyrant. Hold the sword and stand still, like a pine, like a rock, and immovable like a mountain. The blade is out of the sheath, accompanied by wind and thunder, and the weapon moves in all directions."

"The sword is the great way, you need to practice it quickly, slowly, and deeply. Don't rush, don't panic, you need to take one step at a time, comprehend it with your heart, and haste makes waste."

At one o'clock in the morning, in the courtyard, under the tree, Daoist Xiaoyao wore a gray robe and stroked his beard. On the other side, Zhao Xiaohan stood proudly holding a sword in one hand. At this time, it was already the seventh day after he became a teacher. During the time, every day, at five o'clock in the morning, he would chant scriptures and meditate with the real person Xiaoyao. In the afternoon, he would visit Sun Ruoxi in the hospital. In the evening, he would practice sword with the real person Xiaoyao at Sun's house.

The sword is a soft sword, presented to him by the real person Xiaoyao. Many years ago, this sword traveled with the real person Xiaoyao throughout the world, and it became famous all over the world.

Its name is Shuihan.

The wind is rustling and the water is cold. This sword is taken from the word "shuihan" in this sentence. According to legend, it was written by Master Xu for Gao Jianli. It was named Shuihan in memory of Jing Ke who stabbed the king of Qin with a sword. , the sword is as its name suggests, although it is a soft sword, it will give people a cold chill when held in the hand.

A few days ago, Master Xiaoyao gave this Shuihan Sword to Zhao Xiaohan as a gift to Zhao Xiaohan. When Zhao Xiaohan just held this sharp sword at that time, his heart was filled with emptiness. At that moment, there seemed to be an illusion of the unity of human and sword. At the same time, he also had a vague idea in his heart that this sword was tailor-made for him.

"These days, your progress is obvious. If you can persevere, you will surely achieve something in the future." When Zhao Xiaohan put down the sword in his hand, Master Xiaoyao spoke softly. Judging from his expression, it seemed that he was very interested in Zhao Xiaohan's intentions. The performance is still very satisfactory.

Of course, he still appreciates Zhao Xiaohan's savvy. Generally speaking, once a man is over 20 years old, his bones will close, and the coordination and toughness of various parts of his body will be better than those of younger people. There is a lot of difference, whether it is practice or innate spirituality, there will be a lot of difference.

Therefore, when many sects recruit students, they will try their best to select some young children. As for those who are over 20 years old, if they are not particularly talented, almost no one will consider them. [-] years old, for some martial arts practitioners, it is a hurdle, if you can overcome it, everything will be smooth sailing, if you can't overcome it, you will be mediocre.

"Master taught you well." Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly, with a smile on his face. These days, when he really practiced swordsmanship with Daoist Xiaoyao, he understood why in the era of hot weapons, he still Some people choose cold weapons as their own weapons.

Sometimes, cold weapons may not be much worse than guns and ammunition, it just depends on whose hands that cold weapon appears, such as Han Fei's golden dagger, such as Zhao Xiaohan's soft sword.

"I thought your age was past the best time to learn swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that you used your talent to make up for the age gap. If you could have followed me ten years earlier, your achievements must have been better than that of me. It's even bigger now. But it doesn't matter, if you can persevere and memorize this sword technique by heart, in time, looking at Yanjing, there are only a few people who can become your opponents."

This sentence not only represents Xiaoyao's appreciation of Zhao Xiaohan's talent, but also represents Xiaoyao's arrogance to look down on the world. Looking at China, how many people dare to say such domineering words?

Those who dare to say these words, one is conceited, the other is self-confidence. Obviously, the real Xiaoyao is the latter. The longer Zhao Xiaohan has been in contact with the real Xiaoyao, the more he feels a deep fear. It was an existence that could easily defeat Zhao Xiaohan with just one move. He didn't believe it before, but now he believes it.

In this world, there is really something more terrifying than superpowers, and that is ancient martial arts. The skills and moves that have been handed down in China for thousands of years can be easily understood by people. ?Many people don't understand and think that China has fallen. Today's China is full of various Taekwondo, Judo, Sanda, and Western boxing. Many people have forgotten that many years ago, there was something called martial arts in China. of.

There was a generation of master Huo Yuanjia, and later Chen Zhen became famous all over the world, but more and more people only want to get quick success, and forget the essence of martial arts.

Haste makes waste, how can an impatient person achieve something?

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Three days later, in the early morning, at five o'clock, when Zhao Xiaohan came downstairs again as usual, ready to continue chanting sutras and meditating with Daoist Xiaoyao, he unexpectedly did not see Daoist Xiaoyao. When he looked around, he did not find Daoist Xiaoyao When he was alone, he sat alone under a tree in front of the door, quietly chanting sutras and meditating.

An hour later, when Zhao Xiaohan had just finished reciting a section of the "Prajna Paramita" Heart Sutra, suddenly, he heard a loud noise coming from a distance, and then, when he opened his eyes and looked outside the door, Suddenly, he saw the figure of Daoist Xiaoyao. Immediately afterwards, he saw Elder Sun, Sun Xiangtian, and several servants. It seemed that each of them had a hint of helplessness on their faces.

Early in the morning, several people came back from the outside with such expressions. Could it be that something happened to the Sun family?Impossible, with Daoist Xiaoyao and Mr. Sun around, what else could happen?However, looking at the expressions of several people, it is obvious that something happened to the Sun family again.

"Old Sun, Master, where did you guys go?" Seeing their figures, Zhao Xiaohan stood up and walked towards them. When he saw Zhao Xiaohan appearing, Sun The old man shook his head slightly, opened his mouth, and sighed softly, "We just came back from the hospital."

This sentence seems to have exhausted all the strength of Sun Lao.His brows furrowed even more after he said this.

"Hospital?" Zhao Xiaohan frowned when he heard the word "hospital", especially when he saw Mr. Sun's frowning movement, his heart was "thumped" again , opened the mouth anxiously: "Could it be that something happened to Ruoxi again?"