Tian Yan 49

Chapter 36 The atmosphere is not harmonious

"Duh!"

"Dang!" The iron knife came out of his hand, Shuang Jiang took two steps back, leaning on his knees and panting deeply, picked up the knife again: "Come again."

"Bang!"

"Ding-dang!" The iron knife swirled and slid far away on the smooth bluestone under the heavy rain, Fang Xiang's knife tip stopped in front of Frost's eyes, and the cold light shone coldly on the raindrops.Fang Xiang put away the knife and frowned: "Don't you know that a knife repairer can break his hand, but can't let go of the knife?"

Shuang Jiang pursed his lips and did not speak, casually washed the blood from his palms in the puddle on the ground, picked up the iron knife, and stood up straight again in the rain.

The Heavenly Order Hall was empty, and the crowd had already dispersed, only the rustling of windshield wipers and blue stones.Shuang Jiang was drenched all over, staring at Fang Xiang earnestly, his eyes were a little helpless, but firm and shining.

It's really a pity that Hong Ming is in the hands of this kid. Why did the master give up the things in his pocket back then?Fang Xiang thought to himself with some regret, but he didn't express it on the face. He flicked the rainwater on the wooden sword and asked, "Are you still coming?"

Shuang Jiang clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and said, "Come."

He stepped into the rain, his figure disappeared in the rain curtain, Fang Xiang stood with one hand behind his back, shook his head slightly, raised the knife to block and push, forcing Shuang Jiang's figure out.The two had already changed nine moves in the blink of an eye, the heavier the Shuang Jiang Dao was, the faster the speed, but Fang Xiang still shook his head: "Slow! Too slow!"

With a sound of "Dang", the knife in Shuang Jiang's hand collapsed again, and he sat backwards in the rain, stunned for a moment, sighed, and wiped his face.

"Do you have an opponent in Jiuchong Mountain?" Fang Xiang retrieved his iron knife and handed it to him.

Shuang Jiang thanked him, took the knife, and said softly, "I have ascended to the Nascent Soul stage, and I lost more than I won on Zhengming Peak, so I can no longer enter the top [-] list."

Although Shuang Jiang said that he entered the Tao with his heart, his talent in martial arts was a little worse than those who entered the Tao with a sword. Well, it's not enough to put it on Sushen Peak.

If you are in an ordinary sect, entering the Tao with your heart means omnipotence, and all sects are vying for it, but in the three major immortal sects, the status is a bit embarrassing - you can learn everything, which means that it is difficult to specialize in a single subject.

If Shuangjiang wants to develop in an all-round way, the situation will be better, but it's a pity that this kid only wants to learn knives, if he wants to learn from the great reputation of his brothers Sushenfeng, it will be very difficult.

Shuang Jiang smiled self-deprecatingly, saluted and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your enlightenment."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to leave, Fang Xiang looked at his dejected back with his hands behind his back, and suddenly asked: "Boy, do you envy those who are more talented than you?"

Shuang Jiang turned around, a little puzzled: "Of course I'm envious."

Fang Xiangxiao: "Most shocking geniuses don't live long. Whether it's external forces or internal factors, they are easily destroyed."

Shuang Jiang blinked his eyes, Fang Xiang put his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "I was not the most talented disciple of Tianwen back then. 300 years ago, all the disciples of Tianwen were suppressed by the senior brother, but he still failed to pass. Transform the spirit to the hurdle of controlling energy."

"Boy, let me give you a word. No one in this world looks at talent, but only at strength. A hundred years of cultivation is only a snap of the fingers. With your level of effort, it doesn't matter if you last longer."

Shuang Jiang was stunned, and Fang Xiang raised his eyebrows: "Haven't you heard such comfort in Sushen Peak?"

Su Shenfeng, from master to senior brother, who is a person with normal talent?Shuang Jiang scratched his head: "Indeed not."

Fang Xiang nodded: "Listen, don't believe it." He added: "There is a gap between people."

Shuangjiang smiled and said nothing, thinking: so what?

After the big brother and Fang Xiang had a fight, it was the process of Shuang Jiang being tortured unilaterally. At first, there were still people watching, but then they slowly dispersed.In the heavy rain, Frost's Descent practiced from noon to dusk, and thanks to Fang Xiang's good mood, he was willing to spend half a day teaching a little cabbage from Jiuchongshan to be a man.

Now Xiaobaicai has been poured into a drenched chicken, and her hands are still covered with blood. She wiped her pretty face unsightly with a single wipe, but she doesn't know it yet.

Li Shuyan looked at it for a while, but couldn't stand it anymore, and called him from a distance: "Come here."

The soaked chicken was startled, and then his eyes dimmed by exhaustion and loss lit up. He trotted all the way to his master's oiled paper umbrella and asked, "Master? When did you come?"

Li Shuyan heard it funny, squeezed a stick to make the little apprentice clean and fluffy, and rubbed his head casually like touching a small animal: "I have always been there."

Shuang Jiang was surprised: "Master watched the whole process?"

Not really.Li Shuyan's original intention was to watch Yu Yaofeng fight, but after watching it, he was very upset-did he learn the swordsmanship from him, and why is it so messed up?Yu Yaofeng came out and was scolded by him for half an hour. Shen Dongzai, who had left with Yu Yaofeng, was forced to listen to an analysis class. Later, Fang Xiang and Shuang Jiang fought, and Li Shuyan let them go. up.Turning his head to look at Shuang Jiang, it was very good, but it was even more horrible.

That's not what he taught.

Li Shuyan squinted his eyes, thinking that he had to talk to Zheng Yitong no matter what when he returned to Jiuchong Mountain, Zheng Mingfeng was misleading his disciples.

Because Li Shuyan comprehended the way of the sword too quickly, the argument that "the way of the sword and spiritual power complement each other" did not apply to him. Back then, Nan Mingzi and Fusang were afraid that his foundation would be unstable, so they would only let him go. It doesn't matter if it is sealed.He is very quiet, but he is not good at sitting. In addition to reading the whole book in Tianshu Pavilion, he touched all the weapons except the sword.

So besides the way of swordsman, he knows some other swords, guns, axes and halberds. It may not be so handy to use them, but as a bystander, he can often put forward sharp opinions.Li Shuyan asked: "Do you know why you can't do ten tricks under his hands?"

Shuang Jiang thought for a while: "Mr. Fang's saber is a one-handed saber. Compared with my saber technique, it is much lighter and more agile. My saber is heavy and faster than him. I am at a disadvantage."

Li Shuyan nodded: "This is the first. Second, he is higher than you, and he has the blessing of strength. You are facing him head-on, and your movements are slower than him, which is even more disadvantageous."

Shuang Jiang smiled wryly: "Then I will suffer no matter what."

"Since the attack won't benefit you, why did you go first?" Li Shuyan asked.

Shuang Jiang was taken aback.

"Fang Xiang can use your strength to hit you, why can't you?" Li Shuyan continued to ask, "I taught you the usage of 'Shou' a long time ago, why don't you use it?"

Shuang Jiang lowered his head in shame, and Li Shuyan continued without mercy: "Even if you don't want to defend, why are you so timid when attacking? You practice swords, and you are fierce with swords. Since you know that you can't cut the opponent, attack How dare you think about retreating and leaving some strength? When the tip of the knife is moving forward, you don’t believe that you are invincible, you don’t believe that your knife is invincible, and you don’t have the courage to go forward. What else do you practice? What do you attack? "

Li Shuyan's voice was cold, with a cool texture. It was like a lonely spring in a valley with a sense of alienation. At this moment, it was like a thin layer of ice floating, mixed with the faint chill of deep winter.Shuang lowered her head and didn't dare to speak. Li Shuyan didn't give Tianzao after a blow, and didn't speak, but looked at him with lowered eyes, with a calm expression.

The cold atmosphere was broken by a laughing voice: "Hey, Xiao Yan, where's the training apprentice?"

Before Li Shuyan could speak, Shuang Jiang looked over with a startled spirit—Fu Sang also called Master "A Yan", who is closer than the mountain god?

Fang Xiang was chasing after him almost anxiously: "Master! The head is really looking for you! I didn't lie to you!"

"Don't dare lie to me even if you measure you." The one who was chased by him was a Taoist, who looked about 30 years old, with a high crown and Taoist robes, without an umbrella, and the rain avoided him.He put his hands behind his back and said slowly, "Got it, let him wait."

Then he continued to talk to Li Shuyan with a smile: "You were only this tall when Nan Mingzi brought you back." The Taoist priest measured it on his thigh and said with nostalgia, "Nan Mingzi brought you to the ground. Once you let it go, you don't care about it, it looks like a cute and cute child, and when it touches the ground, it reveals its true colors, and the wheels are all over the ground like little potatoes, making the Tian Wen faction go crazy."

Shuang Jiang still had an obedient look on his face, lowering his brows and pleasing his eyes, but his ears were eager to stick to the Taoist priest's mouth, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare, it was quite hard to bear it.On the side, the old monk Fang Xiang stood in sedation, with a face as if his five senses had been sealed off, he acted as if his master was practicing some unfathomable mantra, faithfully implementing the concept of not listening, not asking, not thinking——

In order not to turn around and be pierced by the Huaixu sword, I don't know where I died.

"In a blink of an eye, you have already ranked ahead of our juniors in the third hall. Alas, you are really old." The Taoist priest said with emotion.

Li Shuyan raised his eyebrows and asked, "That's why you called me to Qiuzhitang and asked me a bunch of tricky questions?"

"That's why I didn't ask you."

"Is that why you fought with me after asking?" Li Shuyan continued to ask.

Fang Xiang's expression was a bit indescribable for a moment—the Taoist priest and Nan Mingzi were from the same era, half a foot stepped into the threshold of the cave, and Li Shuyan was a few rounds older than him, how did he lose his face? Fighting with Li Shuyan?

"Experience, it's an exchange." Daoist said with a smile, changed the subject without a trace, looked at Shuang Jiang and said, "Is this your little apprentice?"

Shuang Jiang said obediently, "Hello, Hall Master."

After the Daoist replied "good, good" with the kindness of an old man, he paused, looked at him carefully, and asked curiously, "Are you that... the kid who took Ming Hong Dao a few years ago?"

Shuang Jiang nodded, the Taoist priest sighed, and said regretfully: "The child who was carved in powder and jade back then, it's a pity that he is disabled."

Shuang Jiang: "..."

He just smiled.

"Xiao Yanxun, what did you do?" The Taoist priest said enthusiastically, "Tell me and I will help you train me back."

Fang Xiang couldn't stand listening: "Master, the head of the sect—"

"Master!" His words were suddenly interrupted, Yu Yaofeng Yujian descended from the sky, and said, "Shen Dongzai came to me just now, saying that something happened to Xie Qianqiu—"