Fengguixu

The wind moves the bamboo leaves, and the sound is like waves.

A burst of familiar and bitter rosin lingers at the tip of the nose.

Shen Xu's whole body relaxed, knowing that he was in Master's Shouzhu thatched cottage.

In the darkness and silence, he lay down for a while, and raised his hand to touch his eyes.

"Are you awake?" A thick and upright voice came to my ears immediately.

"Master." Shen Xu leaned on his elbows, wanting to get up.

"Lie down." Feng didn't have enough time to press his shoulder, "You have suffered internal injuries, although you are not life-threatening, you still need to rest for a while."

It was said that Shen Xu adjusted his breath and luck, and he really felt that his dantian was blocked and aching. It must be that the three palms he tried to catch last night hurt his meridians.

"You have met a difficult person." Feng Buji said.

"Yes." Shen Xu explained the facts calmly, "This disciple can't beat him."

"There are as many strong fighters in the world as the crucian carp crossing the river. How can you beat them all?" The wind couldn't beat his beard and murmured, "But you don't have to belittle yourself. Even as a teacher, I'm afraid you will be underestimated by that expert." Nothing cheap."

Hearing this, Shen Xu slowly recalled the lunatic's treacherous movements and moves in his mind last night, and secretly compared him with his master, and came to the conclusion that they were indistinguishable.

Since I am putting myself into it, the wind is not as good as the warm voice asking.

"How do you feel now? Can you see with both eyes?"

Shen Xu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

Feng Bugui took a seat beside the couch, and explained slowly: "This person poured his internal energy and sealed the silk and bamboo holes on the sides of your eyes."

It turned out to be the case.

Shen Xu calmed down from the initial horror, raised his hand to caress his forehead, the bone-chilling cold feeling from last night seemed to still be there.

"This internal force is overbearing, powerful and very strange. It is completely opposite to the internal force of my Jiange. As a teacher, I can't pull out its strands and scatter it outside for a while. But if it is forced to rush, the two internal forces will compete and resist. If there is a mistake, your internal breath is diverted, and your meridians are damaged, so there is no hope of recovering your sight. Alas, strange, strange, this person is merciful. Obviously he has no intention of taking your life, but he is going to bother to make you blind. I don’t know what he wants for……"

He was still chattering on the sidelines, Shen Xu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, to confirm that he couldn't see anything, but he was not angry, and just stared blankly into his empty eyes.

Before Feng could finish his muttering, he saw Shen Xu lying motionless with his eyes wide open in the blink of an eye, feeling pity in his heart.

His disciple is depressed by nature, cold and indifferent, he seldom laughs or cries, he has never descended to Xuanjing Peak in the past 17 years, and he has lived a life full of ups and downs.This sudden and serious injury, if the insurance is not complete, he will be permanently disabled. If such a shocking accident happens to ordinary people, he will have to beat his chest, cry and scold his mother to vent his anger.But the child still had such an indifferent look, as if it was someone else who was blind, not himself.

Indifferent as a friend, I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune.

"Master." A soft call pulled him out of his thoughts, and Shen Xu groped to sit up. His complexion was already a little paler than ordinary people, but now it was as white as frost and snow. "During the fight, disciple I learned that the man came here for the sake of breathing swordsmanship."

"Ha, there's another one! I don't know how many Xiaoxiao crazy people have trespassed on Xuanjing Peak for the swordsmanship of life over the years." I don't think it's surprising that the wind is not enough, "Do you think anyone has succeeded?"

"He is very powerful." Shen Xu emphasized.

Martial arts are powerful, but also crazy.

"You want to remind me not to underestimate the enemy, I know." Feng Wuji waved his sleeves, stood up and poured tea, and said with a smile, "However, what a powerful character he is, trying to steal the Breathing Sword Art from me? Haha, let's live his dream of Spring and Autumn."

Shen Xu's lips parted slightly, and he wanted to say that there is always a contingency in everything, but Feng Wugui's next explanation dispelled his worries.

"I derived Shengxi Sword Art into two parts, the sword manual and the heart formula. The sword manual is drawn on paper. Every move and every move is a fixed formula. No matter how exquisite it is, there is always a way to crack every fixed formula. The heart formula is different. It has been passed down from generation to generation by word of mouth, and each generation of headmasters innovates on the basis of their own insights and strives for perfection. The heart formula that is always changing will in turn affect the moves. Others only know that the sword technique is changeable and unpredictable. , in fact, it is just the same set of sword moves. Each generation of masters interprets the heart formula differently, so they use it differently. Those young people only know one thing and don't know the other. The Breath of Breath swordsmanship without the heart formula is just a toothless tiger with ostentation."

After finishing speaking, the wind didn't have enough time to pat Shen Xu's head, and suddenly changed the topic: "Xu'er, today I will teach you the formula of life and breath as my teacher. You need to keep it in mind without saying a word."

If the person who said this was Chang Xun and other disciples, I am afraid that at this time there is already a din of gongs, drums and firecrackers outside, bowing and kowtowing to thank the teacher, Shen Xu just blinked his eyes slowly.

He frowned, with a dignified expression like a little old man: "Master, don't make fun of this disciple."

Feng Wuji was slightly disappointed: "Look at me, oh no, you're blind right now, you can't see. Listen, and taste carefully, are you kidding me?"

Shen Xu tasted the product and talked about it.

Feng Wugui slapped him hard on the back.

"What about now?" Feng couldn't move his crooked beard in time.

Shen Xu stroked his back, and for a long time, declined politely: "Master, this disciple has no intention of being in charge of the Jiange sect."

Feng Wuji widened his eyes: "Who made you take charge of the sect? Am I dying soon, or do you want to kill the master and usurp the throne?"

Shen Xu: "Didn't it be said that the Breathing Sword Art has always been taught only by the head teacher?"

The wind is not as good as: "Who said that?"

Shen Xu: "They all said that."

Senior Brother Chang Xun, Senior Sister Yin Ni, and that lunatic last night.

Knowing that he couldn't see it, Feng Wuji rolled his eyes imaginatively, and explained patiently: "Do you think everyone can practice the breath sword technique? I understand, those who are too stupid can’t teach at all, and secondly, it’s very dangerous. It’s not uncommon for an aggressive person like your master to go crazy after practicing. Therefore, the masters of the past generations can only choose those who have a solid foundation in martial arts and a high level of comprehension and a stable mood. According to the disciples, these three qualities are indispensable, and the person who can combine these three qualities at the same time is one in a million. Since ancient times, those with high comprehension are smart and ambitious, and it is difficult to stabilize their mood. With a weak heart and a rare improvement in martial arts, let me tell you this as a teacher, it is a blessing to have such a disciple among a generation of disciples. Furthermore, it is not that the breathing sword technique is only passed on to the head teacher, but the life-breathing sword. In the end, most of Fa’s disciples chose to be the successors, otherwise Jiange will have no leader for a long time, and he will be unknown in the world, wouldn’t it be dangerous?”

Feng Buji let out a long sigh, turned his head to look at his lover, the more he looked, the more satisfied he was, and he said sincerely: "I think you are born to learn swordsmanship!"

Faced with such high praise that was almost flattering, Shen Xu saw through the essence and remained calm: "Master, this disciple doesn't want to learn."

Once you have learned it, and you have completed it, you have to take over the position of head, and then all kinds of troubles will come one after another.

Shen Xu didn't like trouble.

"..."

was mercilessly rejected.

Feng Wuji choked his breath in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out: "You, you gave me a reason why I don't want to learn."

Shen Xu bowed his head and remained silent.

"If you don't say it, you know that reason is untenable and you can't convince you to be a teacher." Feng Buji took a sip of tea and rolled his eyes, "You can't find a reason not to learn, but here is one you have to reason to study."

He paused for a while, tapped his finger on the table, and coaxed: "Xu'er, don't you want to see the light again?"

Shen Xu's expression changed.

Feng didn't have time to look at his expression to know that his mind was loose, and he continued to work hard: "Although the internal force that seals your silk and bamboo holes cannot be forced out with external force, but if your own internal force can match it, you must use your strength to counteract it every day. , as time goes by, it may not be able to disperse and dredge on its own."

Shen Xu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, but this is easy to say, but so difficult to do!" Feng Bugui put his hands into his sleeves and gave hope, followed by an exaggerated turn of the voice, "The progress of internal strength is the slowest. Can you catch up overnight? Three years or five years is an inexhaustible talent, and there are many people who have been practicing for more than ten or twenty years and are still standing still. The rest is easy to say, only the meridians are blocked, and the closed time is too long. If it grows, it will lead to the degeneration of the organs, and even if the acupoints are opened, they may not be able to recover... Tsk tsk tsk, the feeling of being blind for a lifetime is not good..."

In this way, over and over again, after several hours of reading the scriptures in Shen Xu's ear, Shen Xu finally couldn't get enough energy, so he agreed.

On that day, the wind was not as good as in the thatched cottage, and the formula of life and interest was passed on to him.Although this formula is only a few thousand words, it is profound and profound.After Shen Xu memorized every word, Feng Bugui analyzed each sentence in detail, pointing out various methods of breathing, exhalation, luck, and drainage, and repeatedly warned him to proceed step by step and not to act too hastily.

Shen Xu had always been a bit obsessed with martial arts, but the Art of Life and Breath opened up a brand new and wonderful realm for him. Once he got into it, he was like rain after a long drought, out of control.

Because he was obsessed with martial arts day and night, it was not a serious matter for him to be blind.

But it is another scene in the eyes of others that he forgets to sleep and eat.

Senior sister Yin Ni brought him three meals a day, and often brought dinner, and found that he hadn't eaten lunch yet, the untouched dishes were piled up one after another, and looking at the tea cup, he didn't even drink water for most of the day Take a sip.

Seeing that the little junior brother was in a daze and was getting thinner day by day, she thought that Shen Xu was sad because of his broken eyes.Shen Xu was not good, and she was also depressed, and later developed to the point where she could suddenly shed tears while sitting for no reason.

"Don't cry, the wood just lost its eyes, you are so heartbroken, it seems like he died." Chang Xun was concerned about Yin Ni, seeing that she lost her usual smile because of Shen Xu during this time. It's hard to express the various feelings in my heart, and I can't help complaining.

"It's just that the eyes are missing? Huh, of course I don't know the pain if the fire doesn't burn me! Are the eyes of the little brother a trick of ordinary people? Don't you know what it means for a martial arts student to lose his eyes? You know it in your heart." You still want to recruit me, it's really annoying for no reason!" Since she was a child, Yin Ni couldn't see others ridiculing Shen Hui in words, but whenever she encountered someone, she would always swear back.

"Isn't it just becoming a useless person?" Chang Xun knew this in his heart, but deliberately angered her, "A useless person is better than a dead person, right? Besides, with Master and you loving him and protecting him, even if it is like a little boy for life It’s like being raised in Jiange, what’s not to be happy about? If you want me to say, it’s just right for my junior brother to be blind, so I won’t have to look at your sad, wretched face every day.”

"You!" Yin Ni was so angry that she forced back her tears, she burst into a rage, and knocked over the table with her palm, "Don't make sarcastic remarks here! Even if the younger brother is blind, you can't compare to him with a single finger! "

"Haha, you asked him to come and compete with me." Chang Xun sneered, crossing his legs like a mountain, "I'm afraid he doesn't even dare to take a step through the door now?"

"Say more? See if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

"I just said, you are in charge of the world, and you can't control other people's shit and fart! Instead of arguing with me here, why don't you hurry up and make a blind walking stick for your little brother!"

"Okay, you bastard..."

Yin Ni was so angry that she sneered again and again, her face was full of power, her almond eyes were wide open, she didn't say much anymore, she rushed forward and started to fight.

"Hey hey, if you want to fight, hit hard, don't just use dirty methods! I'm going to draw my sword, I'm going to strike, I... ah! It hurts, it hurts! Let go, let go, are you a dog? ?”

Although Chang Xun's mouth is cheap, he really has a heart for Yin Ni. His martial arts are a hundred times better than Yin Ni. He has fought many fights since he was a child, but he has always been defeated. Just because he loves her and indulges her, even a hair Don't want to hurt her.Chang Xun also knows the character of the little junior sister very well, so if she makes a fuss like this and diverts her attention, all worries and worries can be completely dispelled.

After the unilateral beating was over, Chang Xun was forced to deliver food to Shen Xu with a grin on his face.

Pushing open the door, only to find that there was no one in the room.

Where can a blind man go?

Must have been wandering around.

He wanted to go out to look for it, but as soon as he turned around, the tip of a sword touched his throat.