Su Wen didn't practice archery, picked up the short sword that he was most unwilling to use before, Nan Chaixing didn't teach him gorgeous moves, only erected a wooden stake in front of him, pinned the dragon's tongue to his waist, and did not move, and repeatedly unsheathed, retracted the sheath, and every time he came out of the sword, he would leave a trace of different shades on the stake, and the two hundred and seventy times he took out the sword, he could clearly see Su Wen's arm trembling uncontrollably, his muscles reached the limit, and two drag marks several inches long were dragged out from the place where he originally stood.

"The short sword is better than the danger, more attention is paid to the fast and accurate than the arrow, the Tibetan swordsmanship is even more so, taken from the sleeve hidden knife, the key to the performance is a Tibetan word, you practice the arrow, itself will cause the other party to create a false impression that they dare not fight close to the body, it is the first hidden, the dragon tongue sword is seven inches long, the clothes are not seen, out of the sheath is silent, it is for the second hidden, but no matter how shrewd the Tibetan front is for the moment of the sheath, once it appears, there is no Tibetan word to say, so no matter what kind of changes at that moment, you can only remember to move forward. Nan Chaxing slowly walked to the stake, the robe followed the wind, and suddenly shook, and suddenly the whole stake was broken into two, I don't know what kind of blade struck, the broken wood flew out, and the break was as smooth as a mirror.

Su Wen rubbed his sore arm, staring at the new green shoots between the index finger and middle finger of Nan Chasing Star with some incredulity, what kind of finger power this must be, looked at the dragon tongue in his hand, and finally knew that it was not an exaggeration for the author to know that even a wicker in the hands of a master could open a mountain and crack a stone.

Su Wen held the knife in both hands, sighed deeply, didn't care about what to do not move, sprinted, and handed the short sword in his hand hard, but he could only leave a two-inch depression on the broken wood, and the blade brushed along the side of the stake, sending the remaining strength into the air one by one.

Nan Chaxing shook his head, kneaded the tender leaves in his hand into a ball, and popped out his fingers, the leaves dotted on the dragon's tongue, unexpectedly made a crisp collision, the short sword shook violently, it is hard to imagine that a short sword can be as tortuous as a long sword, Su Wen couldn't hold the hilt of the sword and came out of his hand, planted into the ground, it was actually stable and did not reach the hilt, the latter could not penetrate the stake with all his strength, and at this moment it pierced into the ground only by the force of free fall, and the stake was not much stronger than its bluestone slab!

Su Wen scratched his head in surprise, bent down to draw his sword, and easily pulled out the ground without hindrance, it was really a rare divine blade in the world.

"It's weird. ”

Su Wen gripped the hilt of his sword again and stabbed at the stake, unsurprisingly breaking through the surface and sliding out from the side three inches after entering the stake, but this time he clearly noticed that the moment he pierced the stake, his wrist involuntarily shifted to the side, which eventually caused the sword to fail to penetrate the stake.

"It's really pitiful! I finally had the idea of holding a sword, but I found that I didn't even have the strength to hold it. Su Wen laughed at himself and shook his wrist.

"Tempering the physique is by no means an overnight achievement, don't be anxious, your current physique has improved a lot compared to before, but there is still a distance to reach the standard of ordinary martial artists, wood is a soft object compared to stone, you will involuntarily scatter the power to other places every time you stab the moment, the more you increase the burden on the wrist, practicing the sword is not better than archery to release the power at one time, pay attention to a lasting, swordsmanship moves are big and lasting, go a big circle, every move and every style is connected, if the force is exhausted, the circle will be broken. Nan Chaxing paused, and regained his sword with two fingers, and only then did he draw his sword twice, but his movements were much slower.

"Although the Tibetan sword seems to be a momentary move, it is actually a small lasting, from the sword to the hit, and then to the sword is a small circle, each link must ensure absolute strength, into the wood three points, in one go. ”

Su Wen smiled, looked at the third brother's preaching, and couldn't help but quip: "Third brother, don't you want to be my master!"

"I think that your senior brother has to agree, I can't stand his master. Nan Chaixing snorted coldly, took out a piece of white cloth from his arms and wrapped it around Su Wen's wrist, "Take out the sword three hundred times, remember not to move your wrist." ”

Su Wen, who didn't know why, stood in front of the stake, took a deep breath, his eyes condensed, and the dragon tongue sword was instantly unsheathed, turning into a white mang and slashing on the stake, only to hear a heart-rending scream, and a little bright red appeared on the white cloth like plum blossoms.

Facing the other party's angry gaze, Nan Chaxing said unhurriedly: "I put twelve silver needles in it, when can you control your strength and not let your wrist twist, you can barely enter the realm, after practicing three hundred standing swords, and then practicing three hundred walking swords, integrate the body method I taught you into it, if you can't even do this well, then you may really die here." ”

Su Wen gritted his teeth and wanted to lose the sword directly, screaming that he would not practice, and finally took a few deep breaths, or silently took out the sword, even if the blood stains on his wrist became clearer and clearer, he never heard a scream of pain again, originally he thought that he would always reject the various arrangements made by his senior brother to him, but when he saw Chen Maochuan, he went to the One Qi Sect, and came here again, only to find that only cultivation was the first time he reached a consensus with his senior brother, why did he practice, I don't know, I just felt that there were many things If I could only watch it but couldn't do anything, such a life was not what he had endured for fifteen years。

For a whole morning, Su Wen repeatedly took out the sword numbly, and his wrist was stabbed many times, unlike the sword, acupuncture would neither hurt the flesh and skin, nor would it affect the meridians, and even with Su Wen's superhuman body healing ability, it would not leave a trace, only pain, continuous pain.

Originally, he thought that doing this was just the third brother's punishment for him, but it was a lot of pain before he finally discovered the key, and the successive pains made him more clearly distinguish the trajectory of the sword and the position of the offset, the height of the wrist, the amplitude, it is not to say that practice makes perfect, it is nothing more than to reduce the pain.

Nan Chasing Xing looked at the other party's ruthlessness, most of which was due to the temperament honed after fifteen years of lying quietly in the wooden house, whether it was cultivation or martial arts, the most important thing was not understanding, but the state of mind, the pain at the moment could at least make him understand that once the sword was released, he would have to bear a considerable price, either you died or I died, in the end, what the man wanted to teach Su Wen was how to kill.

In the afternoon, Su Wen's wrist was almost as thick and swollen as a calf, and he barely picked up the chopsticks and pulled a few bites indiscriminately, and the first three hundred standing swords finally achieved more than ten times in the arm line, all in one go, thinking about how to get started, who knew that once he walked the way up, the taste of the three hundred swords was all in vain.

Nan Chasing the stars has always stopped at the point, Su Wen grabbed some, and escaped with pain, one by one, except for holding back his red cheeks and gritting his teeth to practice swords, he couldn't find any other way, three hundred swords, six hundred swords, as long as his hand can still be raised, it will be endless.

Wang Qingke came to the door, saw such a crazy scene, and muttered, "Isn't it true that all cultivators have to be crazy like this." ”

Su Wen stopped, dipped his wrist in the water, and Gu Danian, who had been waiting for a long time, went out of the city, but it made this judge even more free, and said with a smile: "Why did the Wang Judge Division have Yaxing come to me, I am not afraid of being found out by Gu Danian." ”

Wang Qingke, who didn't wear the official mansion, looked like a well-mannered scholar like that day, and in contrast, Tan Junzi in the next room was much poorer, but what still made Su Wen frown was the other party's eyes that stayed three feet away, as if he was looking at you, and as if you were just a thing in his sight, and there was nothing to do.

Wang Qingke smiled back and said softly: "I came to visit you this time at the behest of Lord Gu to stabilize you. ”

"Oh, so it seems that Gu Danian has a lot of trust in Wang Jusi, a meticulous work can do this, it is very powerful, and it is said that the best way to get the trust of others is not how many good things you have done with him, you only need to do evil together once. Su Wen insinuated that this time Gu Danian left the city to suppress bandits, he guessed that he would inevitably come to inform himself, not only to shirk the previous slackness from his busy official duties, but also to retreat to advance and then plan, if there is really another mystery, Wang Qingke's promotion must be indispensable, so he wants to see how arrogant this self-talking and elegant scholar is.

Wang Qingke can sit in his current position, he can be called the right-hand man of the ancient year, as far as a fine work is concerned, it is not only to observe the face, but also to include the two painless words that are exquisite, Wang Qingke heard the deep meaning of Su Wen's words, and did not deliberately cover it up, and said calmly: " Good people don't do good deeds, it is a great crime, Wang Qingke never thinks that he is a good person, these years of bad things are too accumulated, just to do a great good deed, afterwards I will personally ask His Royal Highness for sin, if I can survive, if I die, it will be worry-free, just ask the son to set up a monument for me, not worthy of the epitaph of loyalty to the country, and even leave a name is indispensable to be scolded by later generations, just ask for the three words of the reader. ”

Su Wen tasted the taste, indescribable joyful yearning, but it is no more respectful than those chivalrous knights who are famous for their righteousness and righteousness all over the world, "What a scholar, I have a friend once said a sentence, scholars mislead the country, if the heart of the country is worry-free, how can the country be misunderstood, I originally thought that the reader had to boast in the sage book, and he couldn't get rid of those terms, and he was a good person by chanting a few sentences, and he was afraid that such benevolence and righteousness would not be sold at a good price. ”

The word Mr. entered his ears, Wang Qingke's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes finally fell on Su Wen, a voice Mr. is better than thousands of words in the past, once the scholar who was determined to serve the country has already practiced his skills in this dye pool, but he is also getting farther and farther away from the original self, looking at people's eyes from the eyes to three feet away, not that he can be alone, but he is ashamed, ashamed of the sages, ashamed of the people, the only thing that is not ashamed is the obsession in the heart, with small evil into great good, the Buddha said, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell.

"Thank you, it's just not enough to get rid of an ancient Danian, there is also a Qingfeng Mountain, after Prime Minister Li stepped on the rivers and lakes, the temples and rivers and lakes were completely separated, and those who colluded with each other were punished with heavy punishments. ”

The scholar Wang Qingke left, leaving behind a letter, which stated Gu Danian's pickled dealings with Qingfeng Mountain in recent years, not to ask Su to be angry about anything, but to tell him the value of some things, and that Skynet was restored and not leaked.

Compared with the native of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Su Wen is much inferior, and even one day the Southern Tang Dynasty really entered the border of the Northern Wei Dynasty, for him it is nothing more than the general trend of the world written in the book will be together for a long time, in the final analysis, there is still a lack of so-called patriotic feelings, but Wang Qingke's kneeling and bowing are very uncomfortable in his heart.

"It seems that I really can't be an official. ”