My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 193 Come to Me
"Heavenly Sword is an extraordinary sword. Its nine-style sword song has been passed down from generation to generation. However, the old man does not like to kill by nature, so he modified the original nine-style sword song to incorporate the nine calligraphy postures, writing, turning, hiding the front, hiding the head, and protecting the tail , Jishi, brush strokes, astringent gestures, horizontal scales and vertical strangles nine strokes, the nine strokes of sword songs are based on killing, the so-called sword must drink blood when it is out of the sheath, and it is easy to be affected by the sword's intention over time. The nine strokes of calligraphy are different, emphasizing I'm training my mind."

After listening to Wen Renzheng's words, First Young Master Liu pursed his lips lightly, he doesn't like to kill, just now who said that this sword was passed to my hand and drank six hundred and sixty blood.

Even Xiaozi would have to be killed for a long time, not to mention that Liubaliu is not a chicken, he is a human being, but due to the face of the old man, Young Master Liu could only listen quietly, and did not say anything to refute.

"The ancient scholars paid attention to the cultivation of the six arts of a gentleman, and they were all good at ritual, music, archery, and imperial calligraphy. If they were not, they could not be called gentlemen and sages. They did not understand etiquette, were not good at instrumental music, were tired of riding and shooting, and were ashamed of calligraphy. There are very few of them. Since when did the students now only immerse themselves in reading the books of the sages? The scholars of the past are all talented in literature and martial arts. It is a pity that the past hurts the present!" Wen Renzheng The tone of voice has the meaning of hating iron but not steel.

However, his sighs made the most of the state of the world. How can there be people who are proficient in the six arts of a gentleman nowadays? There are only a few of them under the rivers and mountains.

"Old man, the changes in the world have their own laws. As the saying goes, reading history is no different from worrying about the ancients. What's more, the current situation is the same in the world. It is not up to you and me to change it. Why bother?"

"Shengdou Xiaomin also has a day when the big roc rides the wind. If you are not in his position, you will not seek his own government. If you are in his position, you must not slack off. How long the dragon can last will be invisible to the old. I hope you young men like Lang Lang can protect Mrs. The mountains and rivers laid down by our ancestors will be immortal for thousands of years."

"Old man, may I ask you a question? As an emperor's teacher, why would you live in hiding in the wild?"

"In the civil and military dynasty, half of the ministers are old disciples. It may not be a blessing to have power in the court. This dragon dynasty is not as simple as you think. It would be better to retreat as soon as possible."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the lonely Wen Renzheng and stopped talking. Although he hadn't experienced it, he could feel the dark hero's twilight feeling in the old man's tone.

Wen Renzheng took out two books from his arms: "The nine-style sword songs passed down from generation to generation and the nine-style sword formula recompiled by the old man, you can learn whichever one you want!"

"Which one is the best?"

"The nine-style sword song is more important than attack, and the move is sure to kill. It hurts the enemy and hurts the body. The nine-style sword formula has both offense and defense. It is slightly inferior in terms of moves, but it is worse than being able to suppress the cruelty in the heart."

"Can't I practice all of them?" Young Master Liu looked curiously at the two books in the old man's hand.

Wen Renzheng was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the curious baby-like Young Master Liu with a complicated look on his face. If Liu Mingzhi could read minds, he would definitely be able to know what the old man was thinking.

Fuck, is there such an operation?Why didn't the old man think of that?

The nine-style sword song is attacking, and the nine-style sword formula is integrated with calligraphy and the emphasis is on defense. If you practice both, it may not be a good way to win by surprise.

Hiss. Wen Renzheng unknowingly pulled off a few beards.

"Boy, watch it. I'm only going to practice it once for you. It's up to you how much you can master."

Without waiting for Young Master Liu to react, he jumped out of the gazebo, and within a few ups and downs, there was a dead branch in his hand.

With a solemn expression, Wen Renzheng drew out his sword finger and brushed it over the dead branches. The figures were so many that they could not be recognized at all. Only the dust floating in the air all around revealed Wen Renzheng's unusual appearance.

Ordinary people can't surround the dust and sand without dispersing.

After a while, the inner courtyard seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and miscellaneous things fell everywhere. Wen Renzheng threw aside the dead branches in his hands casually, and turned into an old man again.

"Boy, the land of the capital is no better than Jiangnan. There are many dignitaries and dignitaries. Crouching tiger, hidden dragon should not be underestimated. In that kind of place where tigers occupy dragons, you have to restrain your temper and cultivate your temperament, otherwise wolves will surround you , even the tigers of the four major families in the southeast, north, west, and north cannot hold back. If you can make friends, you will make friends. If you have friends, you will not mess with them. The enemy of the enemy is a friend, but in the temple, only the vital interests are the most important. There are no absolute friends. You can make friends, but you can't make friends. , Although the prince is honest by nature, even though he is a close minister as a companion, he must not overstep the rules, he is the prince after all, so you can do it yourself." The voice ended, and the figure of Wen Renzheng also disappeared in the inner courtyard.

Holding the heavenly sword high in both hands, Liu Mingzhi knelt on the ground with a serious expression and bowed towards the gate of the courtyard: "Student Liu Mingzhi, thank you teacher for your teaching, I will never forget it."

"You fly, let me see if you fly one?"

First Young Master Liu put the Heavenly Sword on the stone table, and swung it with left and right hands, but the Heavenly Sword just lay there quietly without any response, and it didn't look like Wen Renzheng cheered with a random move of the sword, let alone circling around. The gazebo was erected in front of First Young Master Liu for a week, the key is that the Heavenly Sword didn't even move.

"My day, you won't be fooled by the old man's tricks, right? This thing can't fly at all." Liu Mingzhi still didn't understand that although the Heavenly Sword has spirituality, it is still a dead thing after all. What matters is the person who uses the sword, not the How amazing is the sword itself.

A coquettish sound interrupted Liu Mingzhi, who was in deep thought: "Your surname is Liu, what kind of skill is bullying Sister Yun? If you have the skills, come to this girl!"

kindness?Young Master Liu looked at Wenren Yunshu with his teeth and claws stretched out on the path outside the gazebo with his hands pinching his slender waist: "Why are you here?" But after thinking about it, he probably came with the old man, so There is nothing strange about it.

Wenren Yunshu looked at Young Master Liu angrily with a reddish complexion: "It doesn't matter why I am here, the one whose surname is Liu, sister Yun, who is so beautiful and virtuous, you bully her, you are still one." A man? Sister Yun is your wife who is reluctant to scold you, but this girl is willing to do so. If you dare to bully Sister Yun again, I will not let you go. If something comes at me, this girl can't beat you to death."

Young Master Liu looked at the Wenren Yun Shu who was scolding at him in confusion. Ten thousand alpacas flew by in his heart. Holding it in my hand for fear of falling, when did I bully her.

Thinking of this, Young Master Liu is not happy anymore. Well, you are here to find trouble: "My surname is Wen, he is doing p30 here. The sky is watching. My young master is doing things right. When will I bully you?" Over rhyme."

"What is the p30 you just wanted to talk about?"

"Huawei is in your hands. I can say whatever I want. I ate your rice. When did the young master bully my wife? I can't tell why. The young master will never end with you."

"Hey, I'm really not a man, dare to act or not."

"Hey. Tell me that I am not a man, try it!"

Wenren Yunshu pinched his waist and took a step forward: "Try it, try it, you still dare to hit this girl! You are not a man!"

"Who wants to beat you, I told you that I'm not a man and let you try!"

"This girl also said, just try it, you are not a man."

Liu Mingzhi gritted his teeth, this is a fucking generation gap: "Is the young master a man?"

"Just try it, what can you do?"

"Oh my god, are you from Beidi whose surname is Wen? How can you say it so authentically!"

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