When Guo Yanwu returned the sword to Hu Niu, he saw that the sword was one head taller than Hu Niu, and he couldn't help but frown and said, "Girl, although this bamboo sword is beautiful, it is too long for you. It's not easy to hold in your hand!"
Because of his size, Hu Niu could only hold Buqiu Jian's body with both hands and lean one end against his shoulder.
Although what Gu Yanwu said is reasonable, this girl thinks that the sword is just right in length.
In the days when she couldn't see it, Hu Niu used bamboo poles of the same length to explore the way every day and walked in the fields.
So Mi stared with big eyes and wondered: "But I think it's just right to hold this Qiu Jian in my hand..."
Seeing this, Lu Yun hurriedly asked, "Elder, if your sword technique had any requirements for the length of this weapon?"
"Otherwise, when you are a beginner, you have certain requirements for the length of the weapon, but when you reach a certain point, you will not be stuck in things. The key is to rely on the person who learns the sword."
Speaking of this, Guo Yanwu saw that Hu Niu liked Zhu Jian tightly, and then he smiled and said, "No matter what sword you use, let's go to the forest outside first, and then..."
After a while, Lu Yun and Hu Niu followed the old man to the small forest outside the village.
When you look at it, you will see that the place is secluded, with lush trees and birds singing happily. It is the best way to learn swordsmanship.
The clearings in the forest...
Guo Yanwu gently stroked his white beard and nodded to himself, "This place is just right, covered by the dense forest, so I won't be too sunny when practicing swords later!"
Speaking of this, seeing that the tiger girl could not bear the Qiu Jian on her shoulders and couldn't let go of her love, she looked at the lush trunks beside her, and then bent down to pick up a stone from the ground.
Then he looked at Hu Niu and smiled: "Girl might as well change the bamboo sword first to practice. Is it better to find a short wooden branch?"
"No, I just want to practice with Buqiu Jian." Hu Niu pouted, and her beautiful eyes were full of reluctance.
Guo Yanwu didn't force himself, and he tempted him slowly: "Why not do this? If you can do this like me, I will promise you to practice with the Biaoqiu Sword."
Hu Niu was puzzled, with a little vigilant in her eyes, and always felt that this fat old man must have some idea in his mind.
Then he asked carefully: "Well, uncle, what are you going to do?"
"Look at me!"
After saying that, Guo Yanwu played his fingers.
The stone flew out from its fingertips and hit the branches above the head.
In an instant, fallen leaves drifted down with the wind.
I saw Guo Yanwu coming out of his sword and entering the sheath, as if he was a glance. The fallen leaves in the sky were cut open and slowly landed on the ground.
Guo Yanwu held his sword energy and said calmly: "If you can use the Biaoqiu Sword and cut the leaves open later, I will promise you to use this sword. If you can't find a shorter tree branch, what do you think?"
Hu Niu shook the Buqiu Jian in her hand hard. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded heavily.
Seeing this, Guo Yanwu disagreed and said, "You girl is still young, let's try to kill a leaf first..."
After saying that, he picked up a few stones and bounced them with his fingers. The force was just right, and a green leaf fell on the branches.
Hu Niu looked up at the fallen leaf, and saw it floating, holding the hilt of the Biaoqiu sword in both hands, her eyes unwavering for a moment.
Just as the fallen leaves floated over her head...
With a swish!
The girl's hand didn't flash with a flash of autumn green shadows, and the fallen leaves instantly opened into two petals, like butterflies falling among the flowers, flying and falling.
This scene made Guo Yanwu stunned, with a look of surprise and a thoughtful look, and said intimidatingly: "Is it luck?"
So he waved his hand very unauthorizedly: "How can a leaf be? You also saw the old man. I just cut off the leaves, and there were at least dozens of them.
Come on, let’s see if you can cut two pieces this time!”
After saying that, with a bang, the stones splashed out with fingers, and two fallen leaves swung with the wind.
Hu Niu couldn't hold Qiu in her hand, and she was fully focused. When the right time came, she raised her hand and the shadow of the Cuijian flashed!
With just one blow, the fallen leaves turned into four petals and flew out!
Guo Yanwu raised his eyebrows, looked at the scene in disbelief, stared at the little girl in front of him for a moment, and serked his fingers: "Three pieces!"
Just like before, Hu Niu raised her hand and cut open these three fallen leaves with just one sword.
Guo Yanwu had a serious face and did not speak, and hit the branches with stones again.
Four pieces...
Five pieces...
After six pieces, this girl used three swords.
When he reached the ten pieces, he used four swords, and Hu Niu writhed her face and tried her best to swing it.
But even so, there was still no one left behind.
Hu Niu looked at a leaf that had not been cut off in a grievance, as if she was unwilling to accept it, with tears in her eyes, she looked at Gu Yanwu and said, "Old uncle, I really like Buqiu very much. Can I let me practice it with it? I will definitely practice it well and never be lazy!"
At this time, Guo Yanwu's heart was filled with turmoil. He had never seen the talented swordsman genius, but his original three disciples were.
Those three disciples have also regarded themselves as their masters since childhood, and the most powerful one is to use three swords to cut down six pieces.
Ten pieces, only one of the four swords was not cut, and this girl was really extraordinary.
He couldn't help laughing and shouted: "Miao, Miao, Miao, it's really a rare sword species in the world. I didn't expect that my old man would be buried in the ground and would actually meet you, the girl!"
Then he said, "You can't use Qiu to practice swordsmanship in the future!"
Lu Yun, who was witnessing quietly not far away, was also stunned. He did not expect that his disciple who fell from the sky was a genius of swordsmanship. Has his teaching of her a wonderful painting delay delayed her...
But after thinking about it, I deny it in my heart that if I teach Miaoran’s great Taoism to this girl, and add the sword Taoism, I might one day say that the girl will walk out of her own unique Taoism, which is also an interesting thing!
I thought that Lu Yun would not bother me, so I looked at the two of them quietly and was his spectators.
Guo Yanwu put away his smile at this moment, his big round face was full of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice: "Little Miaomu, I say listen, you must write down this."
Hu Niu felt a sudden heart. The old man had always given her the impression that she was smiling and seemed to take nothing to heart.
This time it was a seriousness that had never been seen before, so he nodded carefully.
Guo Yanwu continued: "The so-called sword art is to learn the ancient attack and defense skills between the various ancient and historical attacks and defenses, which combines observation, understanding, judgment, judgment, discernment of actions, thinking, self-restraint, integrity, righteousness, and benevolence.
It is not as superficial as people say about fighting, killing, killing, and killing. You must record the eighteen characters I said, and you know if it is not."
Hu Niu said the eighteen words from Guo Yanwu, and remembered them carefully. Although she was not clear, she still nodded and said, "I have recorded it, my uncle!"
Upon hearing this, Guo Yanwu picked up the short sword in his hand and looked stern: "Although you are still young, you don't understand what the eighteen characters mean, and you will understand it when you grow up.
Chapter completed!