Chapter 91: martial arts

When Ye Fusheng woke up, it was already time.
This night, sweet and dreamless, is a sleep that I haven't enjoyed for a long time. Even the "dream" in the body has no chance to come out to do something. Except for a little soreness in the back of the neck, nothing else.
There was no ignition in the room, and it was a little cold. Ye Fusheng transported his inner breath to disperse some coldness in the body, and looked up, but did not see the second person.
There was a tightly covered lunch box on the table, and there was also good water on the shelf. He scrubbed it and opened the lunch box to get the white porridge side dish from the middle end. After using it comfortably, he pushed out the door.
Ye Fusheng didn't see Duanqing, only to see Xie Li holding a dead branch in the courtyard to practice martial arts. He bowed to the new grave under the plum tree first, before turning to see Xie Li.
Xie Li practiced martial arts without a break, even if he noticed that he was coming, he did not stop his movements.
He was practicing the water-breaking knife method of opening and closing. When Xie Wuyi was in the mountain village, he only had time to lay the foundation for him. Later, Xie Min began to teach him how to use the knife. Since Xie Min himself has limited knowledge of the water-cutting knife method, Xie Li only remembered the shape of the knife method, and the spirit and spirit in the heart did not have the essence. Instead, he was more familiar with the Canglan thirteen knife.
Although it is a taboo to spy on other martial arts on rivers and lakes, on the eve of the water cut, Xie Min has entrusted Xie Li to Ye Fusheng. Due to the young age of the child, martial arts still needs elder care, and Ye Fusheng should be down.
At this time, he looked at Xie Li to practice martial arts. Although the child's movements were proficient, he always revealed a rigid and hard-working child. Ye Fusheng only looked at his three or four strokes, and he could almost figure out the whole way.
His eyebrows twisted and loosened slowly, and he didn't look for a guy. His toes flashed to Xie Li in front of him, and he kicked his legs to hold the dead branch's hand.
Xie Li saw that he had the intention to test the martial arts, and he did not dare to treat it. Su Rongling, swaying a false move in his hand, and making a wrong step, slipped two feet from the side.
He has n’t learned to walk for more than half a month, but he has a good mind and practice, and he practiced once in the morning, evening, and evening. Even if he did n’t dare to be lazy even after the wind and rain, his body style has been a lot faster than before. . However, Ye Fusheng didn't care about the principle of being bitten by a dog because he bullied a small one. Seeing that Xie Li used the dip method, he only hooked the corner of his lips and Xia Feibu spread it instantaneously. , Xie Li only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and there was a sudden chill in his back. With the instincts and dangers, he passed the blow. As a result, his footsteps were messed up, and the good dip step almost became "Zhan Yi X Eight falls ".
Fortunately, Ye Fusheng did not mean to win such a child, he no longer worked hard, only took light work and Xie Li, but trapped him in the ninth house, unable to run out of one acre and three points. , The knife will not spread, it will inevitably shrink.
"Although I haven't practiced the water-cutting knife method, I have seen it." Ye Fusheng said his opinion in an orderly way while stabilizing and restraining Xie Li. " The month changes, and your family's swordsmanship has always been in a wind of wide openness. The rivers and lakes are also known as "drawing a knife to cut off the water", but ... "
Xie Li originally saw that he was able to suppress his sword with a negative hand, and his heart was inevitably irritable and panicked. At this time, he heard him pointing, quickly clear his mind, and did not dare to abandon the move, while continuing to walk the way. , While raising his ears to listen to him.
"The so-called 'drawing the knife to cut off the water' actually has two meanings. One means the knife technique is unstoppable, and the other means the running water is swift and swift, and the diversion is instantaneous." Ye Fusheng talked eloquently, "You are younger, and your inner skill is not as good as your ancestors. The success of the sword technique will inevitably be insufficient, so we must learn how to divide the river into the stream. "
During his speech, Xie Li suddenly changed his move, and the magnificent "Great River East" suddenly condensed a little when it came out, turned into a thorn, and turned into a "dripping through the stone" without any chaos. Guan Yuan's Cave of Ye Fusheng.
Ye Fusheng smiled and still didn't shoot. He lifted his leg sideways to let it pass, and he would step on the branch when he pressed down. Xie Li shook his hand to relieve his strength when he couldn't let it go. It was another trick of "a long stream of water" to bypass Ye Fusheng. With a heavy effort, he withdrew and stepped back three steps.
"Different ways, see tricks and tricks, you have to pay attention to the problem of eyes and ears, don't miscalculate the opponent's routines." Ye Fusheng's voice did not fall, just like Xie Li retreat, he appeared beside him, bent his knees Turning his back to his back, "The water-cutting knife method followed the steady wind, and the thirteen swords of Canglan changed strangely, but after all, they were in the same vein, but you didn't grasp the point of being one."
Xie Li rolled on the spot, ducking away in awkwardness, and asked, "Which point?"
"Silk boy, since it's 'drawing the knife to cut off the water', then you might as well try it ..." Ye Fusheng's footsteps turned, and Xie Li was kicked in the wrist before he could make a move. Gas is water! "
The dead branch was kicked up, Ye Fusheng caught it, looked back and waved without looking at it, and when he turned back to him, a dead leaf lay flat on the dead branch.
He sighed, and the fallen leaves floated down, split in half before reaching the ground.
The cut of the fallen leaves was smooth, but it was only a dead branch in his hand.
Ye Fusheng's use of course is not the water-cutting knife method, or he does not have any moves at all with this wave, but just changes his hands indifferently.
But the power of one form is so fast.
He had no sword in his hand, but he was sharp and unmatched.
He didn't use his skill, and his internal breath had changed like water.
Xie Li looked at Ye Fusheng, then looked down at the two halves of the ground, and he was speechless for a while.
Ye Fusheng knew that the child was clever, and reminded the point that it would be too late to stop. If you want to say enough, you have to wait for Xie Li to figure it out. So he shrugged his shoulders, and when he was about to let go of the dead branches, he heard a slight footstep when his ear moved, and then a strong wind came from behind his head. Ye Fusheng turned his head, and the wind moved his face. Slightly stinging.
Withered branches swept away, only to see that the unrelenting "Fresh Wind" was also a deciduous leaf, but the internal force was condensed on it, and the sharpness was not inferior.
Picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, which is not what the average master can do.
Ye Fusheng turned his head and saw an extra person at the entrance of the courtyard.
The man looked like he was in his twenties, wearing a blue robe with white background and long hair splashed by green bamboo hairpins. Looking at it, he felt a sense of "gentleman like bamboo".
But he was wearing a half mask on his left, covering the small half of the face from the frontal horn to the cheekbones, only revealing a pair of clear and quiet eyes, and the lips bent into crescents under the gallbladder nose.
This is a young Qingjun man, but when he saw his first breath of sandalwood quietly, he gave a calm meaning.
This person didn't feel hostile. Although Ye Fusheng wasn't alert by Panasonic, he still asked kindly: "Fusheng in Xiye, I don't know your Excellency ..."
"Poor Daoxuansu." The man raised his hand and gave him a Taoist ritual, and said calmly, "It's a matter of temptation to disturb the uncle Qingqing, disagreeing with the two men, and suddenly taking the initiative to take it."
When he did n’t speak, he stood smiling, and there was a long stream of gurgling serenity, but his mouth did not conceal the true nature of the youth, and he also carried a little innocence.
But such a simple and harmless person already has the inner skill of picking leaves and flying flowers.
Ye Fusheng couldn't help but also had some itchiness. For many years, his heart knotted and vented. It was when he slowly untied, he no longer held himself in his heart, and began to be enthusiastic about other personnel. He said with a smile: " I do n’t want to bother you. It ’s morning exercise on the left and right. Is the director interested in learning something?

After thinking for a while, Xuan Su asked, "Is Uncle Duanqing not here?"
Ye Fusheng looked at Xie Li, the young boy said: "Senior Yin was out of the yard, but he hasn't returned yet."
Ye Fusheng smiled: "Since this is the case, why not fight instead of waiting?"
Xuan Su didn't hesitate any more, swept the dust on his wrist and swept: "The poor way is disrespectful, please."
He saw that he was smaller than Ye Fusheng, so he didn't care about it. He raised his hand and pointed his finger at him. Seeing that it is necessary to hit the big hole on the shoulder, and I can't see how Ye Fusheng dodges. The palm of the blade is slanted from the bottom to the top, and the Xuansu wrist is cut.
The two of you have come and gone for more than a dozen meetings. Ye Fusheng is flexible and experienced, coupled with his eye disease, he can always hit the key when he sees the move; Xuan Su is always calm and fighting, and knowing himself Turning offense into defense when his body is not good, he has a strong internal force, and the palm of his hand is not dripping. Rao is very difficult to catch Ye Fusheng's chance.
After a stalemate for a while, Ye Fusheng's eyes narrowed, and with the dead branches in his hand, he made a "white rainbow" through the air, and his strength was not weak at all. The dead branch was not approaching, the knife gas had forced the door, Xuan Su was surprised by this move, but it was still not messy, and the dust in his hand was rotating like a circle, locking the dead branch to take advantage of it. Unexpectedly, Ye Fusheng did not fight with him, but Suddenly let go, pointing at Tianchi acupoint while taking advantage of the gap.
Xuan Su's wrists were turned over, and the dead branches that had been twisted by the dust hit the ground, intersecting Ye Fusheng's fingers, but they were weak. But seeing Ye Fushenghua means that the claws wrap around the dead branches and easily recapture them, and the backhand is the "youlong" swinging out.
This style is too fast and too powerful. With Xuan Su ’s current martial arts skills, he ca n’t get back to it. Subconsciously, his left hand is a knife with his left hand, but his thumb and ring finger are in his palm. It ’s a weird gesture.
However, before this move was made, a white shadow was inserted into the battle. The palm of his left hand pushed away Xuan Su, the vertical arm of his right hand blocked the dead branches, and the sleeve of the black and white clothes suddenly split open, but the underlying flesh was not injured.
Duan Qing didn't know when to turn back, and the two had separated in a flash. He blocked this and turned his head to Xuan Su: "You can't use that set of exercises at non-critical times. Did you forget?"
Xuan Su was interrupted by him, and now he also withdrew his strokes, and said in his indignant way: "I'm too happy for a while, so I won't take it as an example."
Ye Fusheng glanced at his left hand, threw away the dead branches, and smiled at Duan Qing with a serious tone: "It will inevitably arise during the discussion, isn't it a big deal?"
Duan Qing turned his head back, didn't answer this sentence, just glanced at him: "You look much better."
Ye Fusheng quietly lost Xuan Su's "reassuring" look, and continued to digress: "Speaking of this, where are you going to walk early in the morning?"
He sorted out his mysterious element and was almost choked to death by this name. Looking up at him, he looked like he was looking at a brave and evil animal.
Duan Qing Dao Dao was poisoned by the word "teacher" for many years, and has already practiced to the state of "the four are all empty". Wen Yan still did not change his face, saying: "Go around."
After a pause, he looked at Xuan Su again, and said, "This is my teacher's nephew, the young palace master of the Taishang Palace, the common name Ji Yunshu, the track name Xuan Su. You don't need a courtesy, you are comfortable."