Zhang Wuxin was practicing swordplay on the Bagua stage. Countless junior disciples in the audience were watching carefully, wishing they could have every move he made engraved in their minds.
Zhang Wuxin acted as if no one else was around. He had entered a state where man and sword were united. It was as if he was the only one and one sword between heaven and earth, communicating with each other in a very loud way.
"You loser! It was obviously just one move, but you broke ten swords in a row with that move! How did you practice swordsmanship? Are you worthy of our swords?"
The cloud flower in his hand rebuked him loudly.
"You still dare to say that? I started touching the sword when I was three years old, and I have never stopped for a day in the past nineteen years! In order to touch the sword, I didn't even touch the girl's hand!
Where is the promised sword and man? Well, where is it? Are you worthy of me?"
Zhang Wuxin showed no signs of weakness and danced the cloud flowers in his hand even harder.
"Fart, you are sophistry! That Yu Dayou didn't even use swordsmanship at all, he held a wooden sword and used swordsmanship! You let someone defeat swordsmanship with swordsmanship! Vulgar! Disgraceful!"
I don't know whether Yun Pianhua was angry or was danced too fast, so her voice was intermittent.
"What about swordsmanship? What about swordsmanship? You have all told me since I was a child that swordsmanship is noble and is the way of heaven; swordsmanship is crude and it is the method of cutting. What is the result? Is it useful to be noble? Can I beat others?"
Zhang Wuxin felt that he had been deceived and deceived by the sword.
Yun Pianhua stopped talking, and only whimpered in the air, crying like a girl who was insulted by Zhang Wuxin's foul words.
Zhang Wuxin is not crazy. Of course, he knows that these conversations are all self-tangles deep in his heart. However, when entering the realm of man and sword, it is so difficult to control his mind.
Just when he was about to pursue the victory and continue to question Yun Pianhua, a vulgar sword light came towards him!
Before Zhang Wuxin made any move, Yun Pianhua had already rushed forward on his own initiative, passed through the sword light with great skill, and stabbed directly at the owner of the sword light.
The light of the sword flashes again, and it is lifted up in the air. This is not a sword technique, this is a sword technique!
I had just lost to a man who used sword skills, and now I met another man who used sword skills! And this sword skill was so exquisite!
If the former is an insult to the sword, the latter is an insult to the swordsmanship!
Zhang Wuxin and Yun Pianhua, who merged with their swords, became so jealous of the same enemy that they ignored their disputes. They "turned over like a kite" with their swords, and the sword energy penetrated the light of the sword like a dragon!
The sword moves lightly, but the sword moves thickly. To defeat the sword with the sword, there is no other way except to use the fast to defeat the slow!
Zhang Wuxin understood this instantly, and the speed of the human sword reached its extreme! Although his opponent's dodge was vigorous, he was like a dragon swimming in the air, and he could always keep up with his opponent's movements!
The huge exclamations from the audience made him a little surprised: Is this sword so outstanding that all the junior brothers exclaimed like this?
"Senior brother!" A frightened woman cried out, causing Zhang Wuxin to wake up from the state where the man and the sword were one.
The tip of the sword stopped awkwardly between An Qingyue's towering peaks. The head catcher's uniform, which was of good quality, was pushed up high and was forced to tremble against the tip of the sword.
An Qingyue's back was already leaning against the stone wall on the side of the Bagua Platform, and there was no way to retreat. If Zhang Wuxin woke up a little later, the consequences would be disastrous.
Zhang Wuxin's eyes slowly moved upward from her towering chest, and saw An Qingyue's apple face that turned pale with fright, and Wu Feng's long ponytail. He quickly put away the cloud flowers and was at a loss.
"Junior sister, why are you here? When I was practicing my sword these days, they didn't dare to come on stage."
An Qingyue was shocked and pouted in grievance.
"I saw that you were practicing so seriously that you couldn't even hear me saying hello and chatting with my brothers and sisters in the audience. That's why I came up to tease you."
Zhang Wuxin frowned and looked at the audience. All the junior brothers were also shocked and looked at them with their mouths wide open.
There are a few people who have just joined the division and are not yet clear about the situation. They don't know what this beautiful female catcher means when she comes to power.
"Did senior brother commit the crime? But if we want to arrest the people in Wudang Mountain, we won't just send one arrester, right?"
"This female head catcher is so good. If I had waited, I would have been unable to dodge the first sword even if I was killed. She actually dodged three sword strikes in a row!"
There was a disciple nearby who had started early and immediately showed off his seniority.
"You know what the heck, that's Senior Sister An, not an ordinary head catcher, it's the head catcher of Shuntian Prefecture!
You haven't started yet when she came down the mountain! I heard from Master that Senior Sister An's kung fu ranks among the top ten in our Wudang!"
Then all the newbies nodded their heads, suddenly enlightened.
"It turns out that if you learn martial arts, you can become the head catcher of Shuntian Mansion! It seems that my parents are right. If you learn martial arts, you can sell them to the emperor's family! Learning martial arts has a future!"
The veterans scoffed.
"Are your parents also Daolu Sizheng?"
Zhang Wuxin took An Qingyue and found the leader Gu Xuzi in the leader's alchemy room.
Gu Xuzi is meditating and practicing Qi. He is over sixty years old, and his muscles and bones are still as strong as in his prime. Although he will definitely not be able to beat Zhang Wuxin in a fight, his internal strength is actually much more advanced than Zhang Wuxin.
This is the difference between real internal strength and internal strength in martial arts novels.
As a special method of physical exercise, internal strength can enhance a person's strength, speed and coordination, but it cannot become an independent fighting force in itself.
Without the body as a foundation, the so-called relying on internal force to hurt people is a joke, but it is even more ridiculous to use internal force externally.
So being old is getting old. No matter how strong the internal strength is, an old man can only beat ordinary people. If he fights a young man who has the same internal strength and is at the peak of his body, he will probably get beaten to death.
Gu Xuzi's eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Wuxin and An Qingyue entering side by side.
"Xiaoyue'er! Why do you think of coming to see Master? How is your father?"
After An Qingyue bowed respectfully, she pulled her master's long beard coquettishly, which scared Gu Xuzi and quickly protected his long and white baby.
"Master, I am here on official business this time. This is an official document from the Daolu Department. Master Xiao asked me to give it to you!"
Gu Xuzi opened it and took a closer look. The content of the official document was very simple and direct. It didn't look like a serious official document.
"Brother Gu Xuzi, I am as confident as my face: Now Xiao Feng has been ordered by the Holy Spirit to resolve the case. He is alone and has no choice but to ask Brother Dao for help. If there is any rudeness, please ask Brother Haihan.
Please send Zhang Wuxin and other Taoist friends with advanced martial arts skills to Ningbo Mansion with An to pick up Zhan Yu. There should be no less than ten people, the more the better. We will set off today. It is extremely urgent!
My disciple, Yu Dayou, has gained auspiciousness, and I would like to offer him a long live gift. The mountains are high and the roads are far, and there are many dangers and obstacles, so I can send someone to help escort him."
The official document is stamped with the seal of the Daolu Department, and there is the official seal of Shuntian Prefecture in the blank space next to it. In the most inconspicuous position, there is a small red dot.
There is only one dot, which is neither a word nor even a circle. But that dot is dotted with cinnabar.
Gu Xuzi sighed and pondered for a long time.
"Xiao Yue'er, you should have had a lot of interactions with Master Wenxuan in the capital. In your opinion, what do you think of this person?"
This is a big question because the question is very non-specific. It is equivalent to a person asking someone else: "What do you think of so-and-so?"
An Qingyue had never thought about this question seriously and comprehensively, but now the master asked it and had to answer it, so she frowned and racked her brains to start thinking about it.
"He is not a serious person."
This was An Qingyue's first impression. Seeing her senior brother and master raise their eyebrows, she quickly added her evidence.
"When he talks to women, he doesn't look at them intently like those serious scholars, but looks up and down casually, and you don't know where he is looking.
But he is different from those scoundrels or the well-dressed beasts I caught. There is no lust in his eyes and he feels very clean."
Zhang Wuxin expressed that he had no feeling about this, but Gu Xuzi smiled, twirled his beard, and his expression became more relaxed.
"But he has a bad reputation. There are rumors in the capital that he has unique tastes, likes wives and mothers, and even had an affair with Chun Yanlou's mother.
But as far as I know, he is very polite to Lao Wang’s wife and daughter, and he is also very polite to the female servants at home, which is not what the rumors say.”
This An Qingyue has the right to speak. She really doesn't trust Xiao Feng. While Xiao Feng was not at home, she secretly went to see the Wang family's wife and Wang Yingxiang. The first-hand information obtained from their mouths is very credible.
"He is a petty person and holds grudges against anyone who has offended him! This is what he said personally!"
Gu Xuzi suddenly panicked and began to consider whether his original donation was a little less. After all, he wanted Zhang Wuxin to beat him up.
"However, the people he has actually dealt with have a very bad reputation. Whether it is Zhao Er, Tan Xinren, and now Shi Zhenxiang, they can actually be regarded as people related to the Yan Party.
He has never really taken revenge on any of the gangsters or neighbors who disliked him when he was young and poor."
Gu Xuzi was relieved. No matter what he did, Pindao could not be considered a bad person, and his reputation had always been good. Since Xiao Feng didn't care about those people, he wouldn't care about himself either.
Let’s just say he runs the Wudang Mountains Vocational and Technical College of Martial Arts. Rich people try their best to collect tuition fees. There are really poor people who want to earn a living by practicing martial arts. As long as they have good character, he will waive the tuition fees.
If this is not a good person, are there any good people in the world? Touched by himself, Gu Xuzi wiped his eyes with his sleeves.
"He has a good literary talent, and many students in the capital want to make friends with him, but he doesn't seem to like to associate with scholars, and he only has a good relationship with Zhang Juzheng of the Hanlin Academy.
On the contrary, he is very familiar with Jinyiwei and has quite a lot of contacts with some people in the army. The strange thing is that Mr. Fu Yin and my father said that Wanzai doesn't seem to be taboo about him."
Gu Xuzi nodded, a comprehensive evaluation already formed in his heart.
He didn't want to help the tyrants to do evil, and Wudang Mountain had its own centuries-old character. Although he had already asked someone to investigate Xiao Feng before, An Qingyue's words were good circumstantial evidence.
If there is no need to make a decision that goes against the ancestors, given Xiao Feng's current status and future development prospects, it would be best for Wudang Mountain to go with the flow and form a good relationship.
Of course, Dao Lusi's documents must be respected, but no one can interfere with the extent to which he implements them. This is the dignity of a martial arts master!
It is a gift for ten old, weak and remnant soldiers, it is a gift for ten elite soldiers and strong generals, no one can say anything.
so……
Gu Xuzi stood up: "Wuxin, take the top twenty people on the mountain with you, except for your senior brother who stays behind!"