Sealing Sword Chapter 86: Budo

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When Ye Fusheng woke up, it was already Mao Shi.

This night is dark and sweet and dreamless. It's a peaceful sleep that I haven't enjoyed for a long time. Even the "you dream" in the body didn't find a chance to come out and cause trouble, except for the soreness of the back of the neck, nothing else.

There was no fire in the room, and it was a bit cold. Ye Fusheng lifted his inner breath to dissipate the chill in his body. He raised his eyes and saw no second person.

There was a tightly-covered lunch box on the table, and there was also water on the shelf. He rinsed it hastily, opened the lunch box and took out the porridge and small dishes from the inside, and then pushed out the door after he used it up comfortably.

Ye Fusheng didn't see Duanqing, only Xie Li was practicing martial arts with a dead branch in the yard. He bowed to the new tomb under the plum blossom tree before turning his eyes to see Xie Li.

Xie Li has nothing to do with martial arts. Even if he noticed that he was coming, he didn't stop his hands and feet.

He was practicing the open and closed water knife technique. When Xie Wuyi was in the villa, he had only time to lay the foundation for him. Later, Xie Min took over and started teaching him the knife technique. Because Xie Min's own knowledge of the water-breaking knife method is limited, Xie Li only remembers the shape of the knife method, and the spirit and spirit in it are not the essence. Instead, he is more familiar with Canglan Thirteen Sabers.

Although it is a taboo to spy on other martial arts in the rivers and lakes, Xie Min has entrusted Xie Li to Ye Fusheng on the eve of the Water Breaking Incident. Since this child is young, he still needs the care of his elders in martial arts, so Ye Fusheng should go Up.

At this time, he watched Xie Li practice martial arts. Although the child's movements were proficient, he always revealed a rigid force that was mechanical and mechanical. Ye Fusheng only saw his three or four moves, and he could almost figure out the whole way.

The eyebrows were slowly twisted and loosened. He didn't find anyone, so he flashed to Xie Li with his toes, lifted his leg and kicked his hand holding the dead branch.

Xie Li saw that he wanted to test martial arts, and he didn't dare to treat it carelessly. He was solemn and dazzled. He flicked a false move with his hand, and when he made a mistake, he slipped two feet from the side.

He has only learnt to wear clothes for more than half a month, but his mind is thoroughly memorized. He practiced once in the morning, midnight, and evening. Even after wind and rain, he didn’t dare to be lazy, and his posture was much faster than before. Be more stable. However, Ye Fusheng did not hesitate to "use a big bully and be bitten by a dog". Seeing that Xie Li used the footwork of dipping clothes, he only hooked the corner of his lips, and Xia Fei stepped instantaneously. , Moving like clouds and flowing water, Xie Li only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and there was a sudden chill behind him. With instinct, he risked the blow. As a result, his steps were chaotic. Eight falls".

Fortunately, Ye Fusheng didn’t mean to win against such a kid. He didn’t do anything about it anymore. He only used light work to deal with Xie Li, but he was trapped in the ninth house and couldn’t run an acre. Three points, the sword cannot be used, it is inevitable to shrink.

"Although I have never practiced the water-breaking knife method, I have seen it." Ye Fusheng held down Xie Li while stabilizing the pressure, and methodically said his own opinions, "Three knives interrupted the water and shocked the master. Hurry up and change the moon, your family’s swordsmanship has always been a great combination. There is also a saying in the rivers and lakes of'cutting the knife to cut off the water', but..."

Xie Li could have suppressed his sword when he saw him walking with his hand, unavoidably irritable and flustered in his heart. At this time, he heard him pointing out and quickly cleared his mind. He didn't dare to give up the move and continued walking. As he counted, he pricked his ears to listen to him.

"The so-called'cutting the knife to cut the water' actually has two meanings. One finger is fast and unstoppable, and the second finger is rushing and sinking and diverting." Ye Fusheng talked freely, "You are young and your internal skills are not as good as your ancestors." If you want to use your internal strength to perform the sword technique, it is inevitable that you will not have enough energy, so you have to learn how to divide the big river into the small stream."

While he was talking, Xie Li suddenly changed his tricks. When he was rushing out, the majestic "Great River to the East" suddenly condensed to a point, turned into thorns, and turned into "dripping water through rocks" without any confusion. , Point to Ye Fusheng's Guanyuan Point.

Ye Fusheng smiled, but still did not make a move. He lifted his leg sideways and let it pass. When he pressed down, he would step on the branch, but Xie Li shook his hand and unloaded his strength when there was no room for it. It was another trick of "a long stream of water", bypassing With this heavy force, Ye Fusheng pulled away and took three steps.

"Differentiate the number of ways, see the tricks, you have to pay attention to the problem of ears and eyes, and you can't miscalculate the opponent's routine." Ye Fusheng did not finish his words, and appeared beside him as if Xie Li's retreat was calculated. , Bent his knees and pressed his back, "The water-breaking knife is in a calm wind, and the Thirteen Swords of Canglan are treacherously changed, but after all they are in the same vein, but you have not grasped the main point of combining the two."

Xie Li rolled on the spot, avoided this in embarrassment, and asked: "Which point?"

"Stupid boy, since it's'cutting the knife to cut the water', then you might as well give it a try..." Ye Fusheng took a turn, and Xie Li was kicked in the wrist before Xie Li could make a move. "Shi Like a blade, air is like water!"

The dead branch was kicked up, and Ye Fusheng caught it smoothly. He turned back and waved it without looking. When he turned back to front of him, there was a fallen leaf lying flat on the dead branch.

He took a breath, and the fallen leaves floated down, before reaching the ground, splitting into two.

The cut of the fallen leaves is flat, but his hand is obviously just a dead branch.

Of course, what Ye Fusheng used was not the water-cutting knife technique, or that he had no moves at all with this wave, just a flat change of hands.

But one type of force is so fast.

He has no sword in his hand, but his moves are sharp and sharp.

He hasn't used his skills, and his inner breath has changed like water.

Xie Li looked at Ye Fusheng, then looked down at the two halves of fallen leaves on the ground, and was speechless for a while.

Ye Fusheng knows that this kid is smart, and reminds the point that it’s too late to stop. If I have enough to say for the time being, I have to wait for Xie Li to figure it out. So he shrugged, and when he was about to put down the dead branches, suddenly his ears moved and he heard slight footsteps, and then there was a strong wind coming from behind his head. Ye Fusheng tilted his head, and the wind brushed his face. Slightly tingling.

When the dead branches were swept away, I could see that the unstoppable "strong wind" was also a fallen leaf, but the internal force was concentrated on it, and the sharpness was not inferior to the flying knife.

Pickling leaves and flying flowers can hurt people. This is not what an average expert can do.

Ye Fusheng turned around and saw another person at the gate of the courtyard.

The man looked in his twenties. He was wearing a white robe with a blue pattern, and his long hair with splashed ink was erected by a green bamboo hairpin. When he looked at it, he gave birth to a sense of "junzi like bamboo".

But he was wearing a half mask on his left, covering the small half of his face from the corner of his forehead to the cheekbones, only revealing a pair of clear and tranquil eyes, and the crescent-shaped lips under his nose.

This is a young and handsome man, but when he sees his first glance, he smells the calmness of sandalwood incense, giving birth to Ning Ran.

This person didn't feel hostile. Although Ye Fusheng was not wary of Matsushita, he still asked in a good manner: "In Xia Ye Fusheng, I don't know your Excellency..."

"Poor Dao Xuan Su." The man raised his hand to give him a Taoist courtesy, with a gentle tone, "I have to disturb you to find out what happened to Qing Master. I don't agree that the two are fighting, so I took the initiative for a while." /

When he smiles and stands when he is not speaking, there is a murmur of tranquility, but he speaks without concealing his youth, with a little innocence and frankness.

But such a simple and harmless person already has the foundation for picking leaves and flying flowers.

Ye Fusheng couldn't help but feel a little tricky. He vented his heart knot for many years, and it was when he slowly untied, he no longer held himself in his heart, and began to become enthusiastic about other personnel, and laughed. Said: "Excuse me, I can't talk about it, there are morning exercises right and left, does the Taoist master intend to discuss it?"

Xuan Su thought for a while, first asked: "Is Uncle Duan Qing away?"

Ye Fusheng looked at Xie Li, and the young boy said, "Senior Yinshi left the yard, but he has not returned yet."

Ye Fusheng smiled: "In that case, instead of waiting, why don't you come to fight?"

Xuan Su did not hesitate, swiping the dust on his wrist: "Poor Dao but disrespectful, please."

He saw that he was smaller than Ye Fusheng, so he didn't hold it up. He raised his hand and condensed his qi with his fingers. Seeing that he was about to tap a big hole on his shoulder, Ye Fusheng didn't see how Ye Fusheng dodges, the palm of the blade slashed from the bottom up, and he had to cut Xuan Su's wrist.

The two of you came and I broke a dozen rendezvous. Ye Fusheng has a flexible and experienced body, and coupled with eye problems and quick hands, he can always hit the key points when he sees tricks. Xuan Su always calmly fights without chaos. Knowing that his physical fitness is not as good as his defense, his internal strength is strong, and his fist is dripping, even if Ye Fusheng catches a gap very quickly, it is difficult to catch him.

After a stalemate for a while, Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes, using the dead branches in his hand to use the "white rainbow" that pierced the sky, its power is not weak at all. Before the dead branches arrived, the sword qi had already forced his face. Xuan Su was startled by this move, but it was still not messy. The dust in his hand turned like a circle, locking the dead branches to take advantage of his strength. Unexpectedly, Ye Fusheng did not wrestle with him. Suddenly let go, taking advantage of the gap to point to Tianchi acupoint.

Xuan Su's wrist flipped, and the dead branches caught by the whiskers went down and intersected Ye Fusheng's fingers, but it was weak. But seeing the leaf floating biochemically refers to the claws circling the dead branches, easily regaining it, the backhand is the "you dragon" swinging out.

This style was too fast and too powerful. With Xuan Su's current martial arts skills, he was too late to defend. Subconsciously, the left hand that he vacated was erected into a knife, but the thumb and ring finger were clasped inside the palm, which was a weird gesture.

However, before this move, Bai Ying entered the battle, pushing Xuan Su away with a palm of his left hand, and blocking the dead branches with his right arm. The black and white sleeves suddenly cracked open, but the skin underneath was not hurt.

Duan Qing didn't know when to turn around, and the two of them were separated in a flash. He blocked this and turned his head to Xuan Su and said, "You can't use that set of exercises in non-critical moments. Did you forget?" /

Xuan Su was interrupted by him, and now he withdrew his move, leaning forward and said: "It's a fad, not an example."

Ye Fusheng glanced at his left hand, threw away the dead branches, and smiled at Duanqing with a serious tone: "It is inevitable that there will be a rise in the discussion, isn't it a big deal?"

Duan Qing turned around, did not answer this sentence, just glanced at him: "Your complexion is much better."

Ye Fusheng quietly gave Xuan Su a "relaxed" look, and continued to divert the subject: "Speaking of which, where did you stroll on the ground early in the morning, Madam?"

Xuan Su, who sorted out herself on the side, almost choked to death by this name, and looked up at him as if she was looking at a brave animal.

Dao Master Duanqing has been poisoned by the word "shiniang" for many years, and has already cultivated to the state of "the four are all empty". He still said, "Walk around."

After a pause, he looked at Xuan Su again, and said: "This is my nephew, the young palace lord of the Supreme Palace, the common name is Ji Yunshu, and the Taoist name Xuansu. You don't need to be polite, just be comfortable."