Staring at the Southeast River beyond Huxiao Mouth, Jie Fangshu had no intention of blaming others. He is able to travel between heaven and earth, and he is proud of mountains, forests, lakes and seas. Compared with the past, he is more tolerant than others. However, few people present felt this experience, and they still stood trembling and feeling uneasy. Only the one with the horse tied up seems to be less nervous.
As soon as he saw Jie Fangshu walking towards Jiazi Cave, Jie Qi called out in panic: "Grandpa Zu."
"What's going on?"
The question was asked at the right time and in the right place, but it made Jie Qi speechless. He himself didn't know why he wanted to stop his ancestors. Jie Fangshu looked back and couldn't help but smile when he saw the dumbfounded expressions of his descendants who inherited his bloodline. He picked a big rock next to him and sat cross-legged on it. "You want to ask for advice on martial arts, right? It's always been passed down from the Jie family. Today I had a chance to meet you. My grandfather didn't say a word, so it doesn't seem to make sense. Although I'm busy, it doesn't hurt to give me a few words of advice. "
Hearing the word martial arts, the heirs of the three martial arts families perked up their ears and listened carefully. Jie Fangshu slowly closed his eyes, as if recalling the distant past. "Let's practice the old way at home, boys."
"From the time Liang Xiaozi first remembered it, everyone in the family followed the three classes in the morning, afternoon and evening, and kept practicing Baguazhang. But I don't know whether there are any old methods or new methods."
"Hey, what a good boy, he is very sharp-tongued." Jie Fangshu's words that sounded like praise made Jie Liang's ears turn red, and he hurriedly bowed and stepped aside.
"Forget it, it's always difficult for you to adhere to the teachings at home for dozens of generations and practice according to this old method. But do you know what you are practicing?"
The two brothers, one big and one small, looked at each other and shook their heads. Jie Fangshu laughed heartily. "I only know how to practice, but I don't know why I practice. I'm really convinced that you can work so hard. Anyway, listen up. People's purpose in martial arts is to practice to become better, become more sophisticated, and become more mature. And reach the realm of perfection."
"But Grandpa Zu──" Jie Liang interrupted, "── there are often rumors in the world of extraordinary geniuses who can tell with one glance, perform tricks with two glances, and break through with three glances. In addition, they have learned extraordinary skills, Baguazhang seems a little too crude..." At the end of the sentence, Jie Liang secretly glanced at his ancestor, fearing that he said something he shouldn't have said.
Jie Fangshu, who looked half-smiling but not smiling, seemed to be trying to figure out how to see through the little guy in front of him. "Look at you, you must have wanted to practice other martial arts secretly for a long time." Ignoring the embarrassed boy's explanation, Jie Fangshu smiled and said: "You can tell with one look, you can use it with two looks, and you can do it with three looks. I can break it. I have met many such geniuses like your grandfather. He only learned other people's martial arts on the surface, but deep down he still has his own set of martial arts. I can kill this kind of genius who is selling sheep's heads and pretending to be dog meat. There are even more. These people are not worthy of being called Lianhui Kung Fu. To this day, no one who dares to call himself a genius or master in front of your grandfather and underestimates the kung fu of your grandfather and me has survived for more than three years. Recruit Baguazhang. Otherwise, how do you think Grandpa Grandpa and I are said to have three heads, six arms, and twelve large fangs. I just want to find out if there is such a genius in the world, but it's a pity that I haven't lived long enough. , I haven't seen enough people. Remember one more thing. It's better to use force than to use skill, but to use skillfully is not as good as using it well. Kung fu that has been tempered thousands of times will not be broken so easily. Losing only means that you have practiced hard. My kung fu is not good enough, so don't blame it on the fact that your moves are inferior to others."
It was like a big hammer that woke up two young men who had been confused for more than ten years. Only today did Jie Liang and Jie Qi know why they had practiced so hard. Even Yan Yan, who was standing aside, was shocked by the four words "hardened and tempered" written by the intermediary. Who could speak these four words more convincingly than the senior intermediary in front of her.
Jie Fangshu also looked at the white clouds in the distance with emotion. "Moreover, a set of extraordinary skills and skills depends not only on the muscles and aptitudes, but also on fate. How many truly masters with unique skills have suffered from hatred because there is no one to teach them. How many extraordinary skills have been ruined from generation to generation because of poor selection of apprentices. If you are inferior to a generation, you will end up with a disastrous end." I thought of the friends I had made and the regrets they had before their death.
Putting away his indifferent mood, Jie Fangshu looked at the juniors who looked confused and felt slightly amused. Some things are difficult to understand if you are young. Pick up topics that interest them. "There are four kinds of martial arts for people, and there are also four kinds of martial arts for people, but they are divided into four realms: form, bone marrow and spirit. Once you learn a set of martial arts, it is just a form; if you can draw inferences from one instance, you can use it in actual combat. , it's just about getting the bones; practicing martial arts to the point where you can use the most appropriate moves at the most critical moment without thinking, or integrating martial arts into a technique that best suits you, etc. Only in this state can you It can be regarded as the essence of martial arts."
Seeing the reserved words of the elder, Jie Qi quickly asked: "Then what is the realm of gods in martial arts?"
"There are no more moves to speak of." Jie Fangshu hesitated for a while, then corrected: "Maybe there is only one move left."
"Grandpa Zu means..."
Seeing Jie Qi's doubts, Jie Fangshu waved his palm casually and stood still. But the palm seemed to be able to attract the eyes of the two brothers. "For more than five hundred years, I have been practicing the same old method, day after day. Using movement to nourish Qi and using tranquility to refine elixirs, I can no longer tell which moves or styles I use. I only know how to move my hands and feet. , every step and turn, there are all Bagua Zhang. What I know is only one move of Baguazhang; what I use is only one move of Bagua Zhang."
Such statements were something the two brothers had never heard or seen before. In the past, I only knew that no matter how hard I practiced, I couldn't beat the elders in the winners. How could I know that there is so much knowledge behind this practice. When I first entered the martial arts world, I just felt that Baguazhang was very basic, and I was envious of the various miraculous skills rumored in the martial arts world. I just regret that I lacked the chance to meet, so how could I know that I had already obtained something that everyone admired.
Seeing the sudden realization of the two brothers, everyone else also gained something and thought about it. Jie Fangshu stood up with a smile and once again faced the only exit from Huxiao Pass - Jiazi Cave. Upon seeing this, Jie Qi shouted: "Grandpa Zu, how did you pass through the complicated Feng Shui formations in Jiazi Cave? Have you ever studied Feng Shui?"
Jie Fangshu, who had his back to everyone, shouted without looking back: "Idiot, no wonder I say that Jie Family Kung Fu is practiced by idiots. Why did Baguazhang leave? What did he leave for? Why study the art of Feng Shui? Use your brain. The Jie family has practiced the same technique for hundreds of years. Why do I have to cross the barrier of life and death alone? Just because I am a smart person who knows how to work hard. Use your brain."
"Senior..." This time it was Tu Kui who spoke, but Jie Fangshu still answered calmly. "Don't ask, don't tell. I can guess one or two points about what you are thinking. Ask Jack. Although he is a failure as a person, the things in his mind are hundreds of times better than you and me." The voice gradually faded away, and everyone could no longer see Jie Fangshu's figure.
Bringing the remaining things in the cave back to the Tu family mansion, the situation of the younger generations is just like what Tu Yingxiang said: "The dementia of the Jie family has been transmitted to the Yan family." The two brothers are no longer active and quiet as before, and often maintain a Stand all day long. On the contrary, the facial expression changes from time to time, thinking hard, bored, anxious, awakening, thinking hard...
The heirs of the Yan family were sitting in their old place, on the steps in front of the courtyard. Throughout the day, he took a branch and smeared it on the ground. Sometimes he stood up and performed a few sword moves, then sat back down. Taoist Qiao put on the broken Taoist robe and peach wood sword he brought back from the cave, and scattered all his gold and silver treasures to the Tu family's guardians and villagers. He stayed in the backyard to worship heaven and made the Luotian Jiao.
As for the head of the Tu family, Tu Kui, who is also the current head of the southeast, after chasing away all the juniors, he looked for Jack who was fishing in a nearby stream alone. After walking along the quiet path beside the house for less than half a quarter of an hour, I could already see a beautiful woman with a very disproportionate body shape, such as Begonia, lying on the ground sleeping in spring, with a golden mouse curled up on her belly.
After searching for a while, Tu Kui realized that Jack was beside him. Because he was wearing a bamboo hat, his head and shoulders were covered with fallen leaves, and there were three or two sparrows chirping in autumn on the tail end of his fishing rod and on his shoulders. Jack is like an accessory in nature, fitting so harmoniously into the world composed of creeks and tree shades.
After taking two or three steps forward, the sparrows flew away as they noticed the presence of people. At the same time, Jack's bamboo hat also moved and he looked at Tu Kui, who was walking towards him. "What's up?"
Walking to the creek, Tu Kui lifted up his skirt and sat next to Jack, looking straight into the distance. "I have known you for more than twenty years, but I have only met three times, and the time was not long. But you left a deep impression on me, just because every time I felt like I met a different person, but I How can I know that this is you. Jack, who are you?"
"You didn't come here just to talk nonsense."
In response to the merciless response, Tu Kui could only smile bitterly. "I'm already over ninety after all. Can I leave a little more room?"
"How much is ninety? Among the people I know and know, this is considered very young. Don't rely on your old age in front of me. You are not qualified. At least live for another thousand years." The unusual movement of the fishing line made Jack tensed up with all his strength and aimed at the most critical moment, raising the pole! Unfortunately, the results always disappoint him. I looked for the bait on the hook, and I didn't know which cunning fish had caught it.
Watching quietly, Jack took out the bait from the bamboo basket and hooked it. With the dexterous movement of his wrist, the fishing line brought the hook into the water and floated slowly. Tu Kui still couldn't think of any complete sentences to utter.
After staring at the floating fishing line for a long time, Jack spoke out his unique elegant male voice again. "Actually, you don't need to say anything more. I can probably guess what you are thinking about."
"Why can you all guess it?"
"Because you are stubborn, old-fashioned, old-fashioned, afraid of death, and self-righteous..."
Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Tu Kui's heart hard. The seriously injured old man reluctantly responded to Jack: "Why can't you say something nice? It seems like you are getting stronger with age..." Before Tu Kui could finish speaking, Jack had already chuckled a few times and said, "Since you I already have some nice things I want to hear, so let's make a list. We've been friends for so long, and I won't hesitate to read them out to make you feel better."
How could Tu Kui not understand the profound meaning of Jack's words? He has lived for more than ninety years after all. Looking at the young man's side face with a slight smile, Tu Kui thought of the many reasons why he both loved and hated this young man. At least Jack understands truth and is not good at showing falsehood.
"Anyway, no matter what you are thinking or what you want to ask, I am too lazy to talk nonsense to you. I just want to tell you that that is what my annoying father said. Although I hate him, I still have to admit that he There is still a truth in the few sentences. That sentence is 'Today is the same as yesterday, which is a mistake.'"
"Today is the same as yesterday. It's a mistake." Tu Kui repeated Jack's sentence, and he was unwilling to agree in every possible way, even though this sentence hit the wound in his heart accurately. However, knowing Jack's personality well, he also knew that it would be useless to continue to defend, because Jack said he was too lazy to talk, so he must not want to speak anymore. Besides, Jack said it so plainly, and he had a lot of feelings in his heart, so if he asked or said it again, it would be just nonsense. He only asked one sentence in reply: "What about you? You are feeling decadent and dejected day after day."
"I have been living a wrong life. I have made the biggest mistakes, and I still care about other small mistakes. Are you disappointed? I am not as you imagined."
A few simple words left Tu Kui powerless to resist. After all, it was very unpleasant to have people point their noses and scold him. Moreover, even if the person in front of me speaks harshly, I can't do anything to him. He sighed and turned to other words. "In the face of the next battle, do you have any chance of winning? Looking at you, it's really worrying. After all, what you have to face is Liu Xilin, the God of War who has not faded for thousands of years."
"I think──" The deliberately drawn-out tone made it impossible to sense Jack's nervousness at all. "──There is no chance of winning, but I won't die yet."
"How is it possible that no one can live safely even if he disobeys the order of the God of War? The three of you have agreed to fight, but how can you only lose but not die? You can't just retreat in the face of the enemy and run away." Tu Kui thought about what he had learned since childhood. After hearing all kinds of rumors, I just thought what Jack said was incredible. But the man fishing just smiled. "Escape? Has anyone successfully escaped?"
There is only one answer to such a question in the listener's mind, which is "impossible." Since the War God Order, no one has ever been heard of successfully escaping the punishment for breach of contract. However, the man in front of him often behaved in unexpected ways. Tu Kui was really not sure whether the impossible would become possible. Jack was minding his own business and said: "When you encounter an opponent who is stronger than yourself, grease your soles. This is a life-long creed pursued by another friend of mine. But don't automatically expand this creed and think that all of us are the same." This kind of virtue. For me, whether to fight or not to fight when I meet such people depends on whether it is meaningful or not. If it is just for temporary pleasure, fame, wealth, and power, then it is better not to fight. With Old Man Liu This fight has been going on for nineteen years, no matter what, there will always be a result."
The words also brought the past to Tu Kui's mind. How difficult it was to get a promise from this man. But as long as he nods, he is really willing to go through fire and water. As he said, things will eventually work out.
When Jack raised the pole again, he was disappointed again. But even though he was disappointed, he also enjoyed this feeling. Perhaps he would look forward to the moment of success even more. Jack's voice sounded like a whisper as he awkwardly hooked up the bait. "If it's true that you say losing means death, then I think... I will win." Throwing the fishhook into the stream.
Looking at that indifferent smile, it was hard for Tu Kui to take Jack's words seriously. How to win people's trust with such a childish statement, not to mention that the opponent you are facing is not an opponent you can easily face. Glancing at the confusion of his old friend, Jack showed a misty smile that said there was nothing to worry about. "Don't worry, Adam once promised us brothers that when the time comes, she will personally send a guide. At least I won't go on the road alone."
Any questions he had to ask were frightened back by the beauty who suddenly woke up behind him. Shocked to realize that there was an old man present, the matchmaker quickly wiped the saliva from her sleep with her emerald green sleeves, and the swallowed Swordsman was also half awake. With his eyes wide open, he wandered to the stream. I just flicked my front paws to the bottom of the water, and a lively fresh fish immediately landed next to the stream. After the probe took a few sips of water, the big weasel took the fresh fish aside and gnawed on it.
Looking at the knife-weasel that was picking up a fish as if nothing had happened, Jack sighed and put away his fishing rod and left in another direction. He muttered: "Really, your good fishing mood has been ruined by you."
Seeing the leaving figure, the matchmaker hurriedly stood up, brushed the dead leaves and hay on her body, and followed Jack's footsteps.
"Little girl, you still insist on following me." In these days, it became clear that it was just the matchmaker's unilateral wishful thinking, and Tu Kui couldn't help but say ignorant words.
"But...but Jack didn't ask me not to follow him." The beauty who replied hurriedly left with small steps.
Looking at the lonely figure following Jack, Tu Kui had to admit that there were still many things in this world that he had never seen before.
"Hmm~" "Hmm~" The two brothers, who were riding high, had not moved all morning. Accompanying the Tu family nurse and the village guest to finish cooking a few bites of rice, the two returned to the courtyard to set up the free-standing golden rooster. In the past few days, they had racked their brains and put aside all the chores, big and small, just for their grandfather's words of "use their brains." It's just that nothing is gained, and kung fu cannot be improved by just thinking about it. You need to know the problem first, and then find the solution. But nowadays, even where the problem is is a big question mark for them.
"Zheng..." The single sound of Lan Xiufang's piano that lasted for more than ten days reached the ears of everyone in the Tu family mansion again. At any given moment every day, the beauty of Lanzhou will always play such a single note. It takes a long time for the next note to come out. Sometimes I only play one note a day, and at most four notes a day.
"Zheng..."
As soon as the second zheng sound came out, many people had doubts in their hearts, how could it happen so fast today?
"Zheng..."
The third sound! The Jie brothers slowly opened their eyes, just because they also felt something was wrong.
Suddenly the zheng sound was loud and coherent. The beginning is like the first cry of a new oriole, whining and ah-ah trying its immature voice; the zheng sounds turn around, like crows neighing, making a lot of noise; the palace tune cries loudly and then stops, returning to the sky and lingering for a long time. The protruding zheng sound is like a roc soaring from the ground, like a solitary vulture looking proudly at the sky, like a vulture circling the valley three times, or like a oriole chirping low in the valley. It is continuous and silent.
When the song ended, Jie Liang fell to his knees and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. The inner breath is surging continuously, as if it is about to burst out of the body. It finally became calmer and calmer, but I felt that my inner breath was more than twice as thick. Taking the time to peek at his brother, he noticed that Jie Qi's face was rosy and smoke was rising from his head. Looking at the other people in the courtyard, everyone's situation is different. There are even some people whose faces are half purple and half white, who breathe out more and breathe less in, and who open their mouths and pinch their necks. There are many of them.
However, Cuilu's slender feet kicked everyone on the ground, and the group of people who felt pain slowly recovered. There were two more people standing next to the owner of Cuilu, a swordsman with a broadsword tied to his waist, and a swordsman carrying a fishing rod and fish basket. The three of them looked at the door of Tu's house and murmured a few words.
Everyone still didn't understand what happened, but they saw a group of disabled soldiers and wounded generals rushing into the gate of Tu's house. Just when the head of the nursing home was about to step forward to ask, Yan Yan had already rushed forward to help the person who fell to the ground. "Third Master Sima."
"It can't be done. The Qinglong Banner is causing internal strife. The Six Stars of Pleiades are bringing a large group of troops to fight. Go and tell Mr. Tu quickly." As soon as he finished speaking, Sima Xiao, who had several arrowheads stuck in his body, fainted and died in Yan Yan's arms.
"Take them in." Tu Kui walked out without asking any questions. He just gave instructions to the people around him, and everyone quickly brought the injured inside for treatment. Jack and the other three people also came to Tu Kui's side. The Jie family brothers and other juniors also stood behind him. A group of people stood in front of the gate facing the avenue filled with gray smoke. In the distance, the big mast of the Qinglong Banner and the burning ship can be faintly seen.
Under the leadership of six strange old men, even if there were not nearly a thousand people in front of them. Bows and arrows were bent, spears and knives were drawn, and the Tu family's mansion was densely surrounded.
"Tu Kui, the Tu family dares to harbor the blond madman who is angry with everyone in the southeast. Today, under the witness of all the comrades, the Southeast martial arts world no longer regards the Tu family as the leader. Those who know how to do it will hand over all the damned prisoners. Maybe it can be done. Avoid the fate of confiscating your family and annihilating your clan." Standing at the front of the crowd, the old man wearing a dragon robe embroidered with yellow and rolled gold shouted loudly.
Glancing at the people surrounding the Tu family's mansion, Tu Kui focused on the old man who spoke. "Have you put on the dragon robe? In the name of the Nine-Nine Warriors Ranking, you have eliminated many dissidents over the years, and you have made the southeastern martial arts world a mess. After all, it is time for you to launch a comprehensive plan.' Hand over all the damned ones, I'm afraid no one in the Tu family deserves to die. In recent days, you have also found various excuses to cause trouble for the Tu family. Jack staying with me is just to help you find a reason. I think. I think it's time for us to settle old accounts, Min Zhanlian."
"Stop talking nonsense, no matter what, there will only be one outcome today..." "That is all of you will die!" Before Min Zhanlian could finish speaking, Jack had already appeared next to him, holding a bloody ball in his hand. Head. One of the Pleiades died instantly.
While everyone was still surprised, Jack's sharp eyes wandered among everyone, and everyone felt that his next target was themselves.
"Reasons, reasons, you have to find reasons for everything you do. You need reasons to kill good people, and you need reasons to kill bad people. You have a lot of reasons to save bad people, and you need a lot of reasons to save good people. Even if you want to die, you still have to find one. There are a lot of reasons, even though I obviously don't want to do it, I need a lot of reasons. Damn it, who cares about so many things. If you want a reason for me to kill you, then I will give you one now. You are not only an eyesore, but also a hindrance."