Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 5: Wake up

Ning Zhong also noticed the changes between Yue Buqun and Yue Feng, but he didn't dare to disturb him, and just waited quietly.

It wasn't until a long time later, seeing Yue Buqun waking up from his thoughts, that Ning Zhongze said, "Brother, what happened to Feng'er? Could it be..." Although she had some guesses, but She is still a little bit worse than Shang Yue Buqun in knowledge, so she is really not sure.

"Yes, it is indeed enlightenment." Yue Buqun shook his hand, with complex emotions in his voice, and said: "Well, let's not bother, lest Feng'er miss this golden opportunity. "

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them stepped aside, waiting for Yue Feng to wake up, but no one had thought that this would last for more than two years.

Autumn and winter come, another day with heavy snowfall, and the weather on Mount Hua is even colder.

I thought about Yue Feng on the cliff, wearing a tattered cotton dress, but he never felt the slightest cold.

For two and a half years, Yue Feng has been immersed in the practice of swordsmanship. In the initial period of time, he just made the ordinary swordsmanship faster and faster, and the swordsmanship gradually merged into his soul.

When he arrived, there was nothing else in his heart, and he even completely forgot the swordsmanship. Except for his instinct to eat and sleep, he has completely forgotten everything.

With the use of swordsmanship, the internal strength of the Huashan School is slowly circulating in his body. Even though he and his internal strength have not been able to cultivate in the slightest over the years, his internal strength is still growing extremely rapidly, even exceeding the effect of hard training.

As for the previous worries of the Yue Buqun and his wife, they are obviously redundant. Even if Yue Feng is too young, the cultivation of internal strength will eventually have an unprofitable effect on his growth.

The two of them still deliver meals to Yue Feng on time every day, and at the same time watch him practicing swords, looking forward to him waking up soon.

On this day, Yue Feng was still the messenger's monotonous "Baiyun out of Xiu" trick, but he finally showed signs of awakening.

Yue Buqun on one side looked at Yue Feng's swordsmanship, and was shocked in his heart. To say that Yue Feng's swordsmanship in the past was extremely fast, but at least it could be seen clearly. But now, even with his eyesight, he couldn't figure out the trace of the sword.

Yue Buqun stared at the tip of the sword in Yue Feng's hand and tried to follow the direction of the sword, but soon he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. At the same time, he felt a thought in his heart: "If the sword can really make it like this Quick, then even if there is not the slightest internal strength, no one can beat it. Unless you have practiced outside skills such as iron cloth shirts or golden bells, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop the sword that Yue Feng cleaved. ."

But the light in Yue Buqun’s eyes soon dimmed. After all, the real martial arts masters are equipped with gang-qi protection, and can use sword qi to attack the enemy, let alone allow anyone to get close and fearless. The opponent is close. But if this sword technique was used by him, Yue Buqun, besides the Shaolin Temple’s legendary King Kong indestructible body, it would be...

But when Yue Feng used the sword technique for the last time, he finally rushed to the point where he could no longer be immersed in this mysterious realm.

At the same time, there was a kind of enlightenment in his mind, the so-called "intentional and unintentional" state, he seemed to have finally reached it.

Opened his eyes slightly, the dazzling eyes made him feel a little difficult to adapt. Looking at the long sword in his hand, there was already a trace of rust on it. First, he had been practicing for a long time.

Since these hours, although he has been completely immersed and cultivated, he can still vaguely feel that time is slowly passing by, but he has no experience to think about how long it has passed.

At this moment, looking at the sword in his hand, Yue Feng couldn't help but feel a little lost. Suddenly, he involuntarily began to look up to the sky and roar, and his voice reverberated over the entire Huashan Mountain. Although it was still a bit erratic, it was obvious that his internal strength had reached a level that was not weak.

"Big brother beggar, brother beggar." At this moment, a tender voice reached Yue Feng.

A bit of astonishment flashed in Yue Feng's heart, turning his head and driving away, only to see a little girl standing behind Yue Buqun, making faces at Yue Feng.

Yue Feng's mind turned, knowing that this is the daughter of Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, and the younger sister of his own body. As for the "brother beggar" in his mouth, he also refers to Yue Feng. After all, his clothes at this time are no different from those of beggars.

I raised my head and looked at Yue Buqun, only to see a hint of joy that could not be concealed on his face. I haven't seen it for more than three years, and I don't know when Yue Buqun has grown a mustache. He has just passed his 40th birthday. Although he is still young among martial arts people, he has also entered middle age.

Looking at the lunch box placed next to him, Yue Feng's heart felt a little clear. Perhaps Yue Buqun has been giving him food like this all these years.

I don't know why there was a trace of sadness in Yue Feng's heart, but he did not dare to neglect, he quickly touched the tears at the corner of his eyes, and bowed and said: "The child has seen his father."

Yue Buqun couldn't help but froze for a while, his face quickly became a bit more lonely, but he still said in a deep voice: "Feng'er should be hungry too, just sit down and eat something. Also, this is Your sister Lingshan is four years old this year."

Yue Feng nodded, and sat down honestly without speaking. Allowing Yue Buqun to look at him, he opened the food box and started eating.

Yue Buqun looked at Yue Feng's indifferent expression to him, his face slowly became very ironic. But Yue Feng seemed to have the slightest feeling, he was still doing his own thing.

Yue Lingshan next to her didn't know what happened to the two cars, but she couldn't help feeling a little scared when she looked at Yue Buqun's face, and cried with a "wow".

Yue Lingshan's sudden cry interrupted Yue Buqun's thoughts, and he quickly stepped forward and hugged his daughter in his arms. At the same time, he was amused secretly in his heart. When did he start to get angry with a child who was only seven years old.

After a long sigh, Yue Buqun said: "Feng'er, what can you think of in the past two and a half years?"

"Two and a half years", Yue Feng couldn't help feeling a little lost when he heard this number, but soon began to think about Yue Buqun's problem.

In two and a half years, he not only made great progress in his internal strength and unintentionally opened up all the twelve meridians, but the more important thing was his understanding of swordsmanship.

This insight has eliminated the various theories in his various novels in his previous life, and has effectively integrated them at the same time. It's just that this feeling is too mysterious and hard to express.

After hesitating for a long time, he reluctantly said: "I just think the key to swordsmanship is speed, if it is fast." At this point, Yue Feng paused slightly, leaving Yue Buqun with no trace on his face. Suffering, he continued: "To be fast, it is to be very proficient in swordsmanship. After a long time, you can reach the realm of the sword in your heart. But if you want to go further, this is still not enough. You have to use the sword. I gradually forgot the law, so that I don’t have a sword in my heart, and let the swordsmanship in my hand become my instinct."

Yue Buqun frowned. Everyone knows that swordsmanship should be faster, but ordinary people can only improve their speed through proficiency. As long as it is fast enough to kill the enemy when the enemy is making a move, it is naturally the best way. Even if you can't kill the opponent, you can take the opportunity to gain the upper hand, which is the so-called preemptive strike.

At the realm of Yue Buqun, he has vaguely understood the meaning of "there is a sword in his heart". Since he is proficient at the extreme, he can use the sword without thinking about how to use it. . But after all, manpower is sometimes poor, and there is a limit to how fast it is. On the other hand, the top masters have also begun to understand the theory of "latency and control", making moves based on opponents' moves, or pursuing innovation in their moves.

Yue Feng's so-called "no sword in his heart" can't even be understood by Yue Buqun. It seemed that he was completely pursuing the speed of swordsmanship, and left everything else. Even if he saw Yue Feng's rapid progress with his own eyes, Yue Buqun was still a little unacceptable.

Looking at Yue Feng, he also had an anxious expression. Yue Buqun also knew that he had tried his best to explain. It's just that although he knows something, he really can't express it. Even if it is expressed, it may not be correct. Yue Buqun had to sigh helplessly, and said, "Well, Feng'er, let's go down the mountain together, so I can give your mother a surprise."

From the cliff of Si Guo, Yue Feng was surprised to find that all the people on and below Huashan were busy. Even the residences of the Yue Buqun and his wife had just been pasted with couplets. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised, it turned out that it was the end of the year. As long as today is over, he should be eight years old.