Updated: 2012-04-03

Daxi Changru walked to Li Xian's dark horse and looked at it carefully, becoming more and more curious about this dark horse that didn't look very special. This dark horse looks no taller than other horses on the surface, and he can't see any divine horses with horse-like techniques. But for some reason, the war horses of the blood cavalry always seem cramped in front of the dark horses. Whether it is eating grass or drinking water, when the dark horses walk over, other war horses will lower their heads and spontaneously move away.

Daxi Changru couldn't see anything, and Li Xian could not give him the answer to his questions. Li Xian only knew that this horse was specially traveling deep in the grassland, and then selected it from dozens of horses to buy it for Li Xian. Daxi Changru rode a horse for so many years, and thought he still knew a little bit of the art of horse racing. So every time he saw a dark horse, he couldn't help asking, is Zhang Zhongjian much better than himself? Li Xian didn't know, because Zhang Zhongjian didn't tell him that this dark horse that looked unremarkable was indeed picked out from dozens of horses, but it was picked out from the stables of the Turkic royal family among the dozens of most expensive species. Of course, Zhang Zhongjian did not buy it, but stolen it.

After patting the black horse's neck, Daxi Changru walked towards Li Xian who was practicing knife.

Strange boy, strange horse.

Li Xian has been practicing chopping wooden sticks for more than five months. Daxi Changru has never asked Li Xian what he has experienced because he knows that there is no shitty secret to practicing this basic skill, and all he needs is perseverance.

The boy turned his back to him and kept slashing his sword.

Daxi Changru walked over and wanted to pat the boy's shoulder and said that hasteness would not be enough, so don't worry. But after his mouth opened, it began to grow bigger uncontrollably. Then he was surprised that an egg could be stuffed into his mouth, and his eyes were as if a pair of cow eggs.

Li Xian stood in front of a flat stone, with twenty or thirty small wooden sticks placed on the stone. Li Xian cut down one by one, and the wooden stick was split and then jumped gently to the side. Obviously, Li Xian could not do the point where the wooden stick was split and would not be shaken when it was split. But what shocked Daxi Changru so much that Li Xian made the knife very fast, and each knife had no other sound except the sound of the wind breaking through the air!

Every knife was not cut on the stone!

In the past five months, Daxi Changru has traveled several times and has not paid attention to Li Xian practicing swords. Although he has hit the young man, he clearly knows that the young man has a certain talent for sword skills, and he has perseverance and great perseverance, so there is no need for Daxi Changru to urge him. But Daxi Changru never thinks that the young man will reach this level in less than half a year!

The knife is like a rainbow. Every knife cuts down a straight line, without a single deviation in the middle of the journey.

The young man held the knife in both hands, and cut down quickly as the wind. The small wooden stick jumped and separated, and sometimes it would knock the wooden stick next to it, but Li Xian's knife would immediately make adjustments and change direction as the wooden stick jumped. This would make it more difficult to chop, and it was like shooting a target, the difference between a moving target and a fixed target.

Daxi Changru slowly closed his mouth, and then his smile gradually spread on his face. He told Li Xian more than five months ago that there is no genius with shit in this world. But now Daxi Changru has to admit that Li Xian is the kind of genius with shit, and he is the biggest piece of shit that is fragrant and warm!

"I think I should teach you something more useful."

He raised his hand and gently patted Li Xian's slightly tender shoulder: "I have to admit that An Zhi... you are indeed a genius."

Li Xian turned around and showed a sunny smile: "Master said that there are no geniuses in this world. This sentence is correct. If you don't work hard, geniuses will become shit."

Daxi Changru laughed, and he stood beside Li Xian with his hands behind his back. Two people, one big and one small, stood side by side on the hillside, looking down at the foot of the mountain. Two shadows dragged out by the sun looked so similar. The leaves were blown by the wind, and the long hair of the two people also gently blew with the wind. The broken wooden stick on the stone was blown down by the wind, and there was also a horizontal knife that was hit on the side when it was blown down by the wind, making a crisp and cheerful moan.

"Master, have you gone out again recently?"

Two men, one big and one small, walked back along the hillside, and smoke was already rising from the camp in the distance.

"Well, I went to Qingniu Lake a few times and tried to find the meteorite that sank to the bottom of the lake."

"Finished?"

"No."

Daxi Changru looked at Li Xian's faint loss and smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, before leaving, I will give you a unique straight knife in the world."

Li Xian looked at Daxi Changru and said seriously: "It's cold."

Daxi Changru didn't understand what Li Xian wanted to express, he just nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes, it's going to snow again."

Li Xian said: "I remember Master said that it is more than 200 miles from here to Qingniu Lake, and 500 miles back and forth. Master, you have been there five times in half a year. I remember Master said that the lake in Qingniu Lake is biting cold and cold, and even in summer, it will emit cold air. In half a year, you have gone to that lake five times."

He said seriously: "It's cold, don't go again."

Daxi Changru felt warm in his heart, and he smiled with relief. For the first time, he reached out to rub Li Xian's hair spoiledly, rubbing Li Xian's long hair that made the girl jealous. He smiled relievedly, his voice getting louder and louder, and he became more and more refreshed. After leaving Honghua, he smiled so comfortably for the first time. For the first time, the haze in his heart was quietly torn apart by a meter of sunshine. This was a very comfortable feeling, so comfortable that it made people want to shout.

"Whether you are flattering or sincere, I'm very happy!"

Daxi Changru said with a bright smile: "When the spring warms next year, I will take you to Qingniu Lake with you. Zhang Zhongjian said that you are a lucky little guy. Maybe I can't find it, you will find it."

"So...what are you going to teach me before the spring warms next year?"

Li Xian asked with a smile on his lips.

Daxi Changru thought for a while and said, "It's still basic skills. Your hands are now quite stable, and you can barely pass the strength of the knife. But it's not enough, far from enough. An Zhi... It's undeniable that your progress is fast, but remember one thing, don't be proud. Once that emotion appears in your heart, you will be not far from depravity."

Li Xian nodded and said, "I know that modesty makes people progress, while pride makes people fall behind."

He said seriously: "Humility, shit people can make progress, let alone me?"

Daxi Changru didn't hear his bored words, and said while walking: "You can start collecting small things like pine nuts, hazelnuts, etc. tomorrow, you can practice it."

Li Xian hunched and asked, "Why do you have to be those things? Are things like small pebbles not good?"

"no!"

"Master, can you give me a reason?"

Li Xian asked impolitely.

Daxi Changru said seriously: "Anzhi, those things are not only chopped for you, but also eaten. If you go and collect them, I can teach you while eating them."

Li Xian quietly poked out his middle finger in his sleeve: "I knew it was like this."

After dinner, Li Xian and others had almost digested the food in their stomachs and went outside again, jogging a few times in the cold north wind, and then following the boxing routine taught by Zhang Zhongjian, he took off his clothes and started taking a shower with cold water. On such a cold night, such a shrill wind blew on his body like a knife, and then poured cold water on it. The biting feeling is conceivable. But Li Xian just started to tremble for a while and then returned to calm. He had been doing this for the past six months, and now it has become a habit. The temperature is gradually decreasing, and his body gradually adapts to the temperature.

The water began to freeze on his body, and the thin silk of ice was pierced on the flesh.

While taking a shower, Li Xian howled at the top of his throat: "I am a wolf from the north... Walking in the deserted wilderness... Sister, please walk forward boldly, don't turn around! You must love even if you die, and you won't feel happy... I am a little bird, if you want to fly... I will definitely be able to fly high!"

After a very inhuman self-abuse, Li Xian wrapped his clothes and returned to his room. The brazier in the room was added with charcoal. Li Xian knew that he must have been here by Chao Qiuge or Tieyaolang. It was definitely not Dugu Ruizhi. The guy always came with a bunch of herbs, so he would not remember to take care of him, his "child".

Li Xian set up a small iron pot on the charcoal fire. When the water boiled, he could not help but recall the dying old nun again, the brothers Tiefutu who died tragically when they broke out of Daxing City that day, the bloody battle after being surrounded by Sui soldiers in Jiangnan, the bloody body of Chen Queer, and the big bear who was shot into a hedgehog in order to cover Chen Queer.

He hated the old nun who deserved to be damned but had already died, but he couldn't help but be grateful to her.

Without her, I would not have been chased again and again since I could not speak. Without her, I might have been frozen to death in the snow.

Should I hate or be grateful?

Li Xian's eyes were very clear because he knew what to do.

While he was in a daze, the door was pushed open with a bang. With a gust of wind, Dugu Ruizhi came in with a bunch of messy things.

"Is the water boiled?"

Dugu Ruizhi shivered.

"The water is ready, but there is only a small piece of tea brick."

Dugu Ruizhi said indifferently: "That's your business. I said that you can't teach me how to use poison, but you must do something like serving tea and water. Although I don't plan to accept lazy people like you as apprentices, you should show some respect when learning things. If your tea is gone, you can go to your authentic master to ask for it."

Putting down the things in my arms, Dugu Ruizhi asked, "It's enough for me to drink today."

"enough!"

"Then I will teach you another day today. I will never come tomorrow without tea."

"Can you drink wine?"

"Okay! Do you have a lot of wine?"

Dugu Ruizhi arranged the bottles and jars and asked, "Why didn't I see it?"

Li Xian smiled happily: "There is only one bag of wine, but I have a lot of water, a bag of wine, and mix 10,000 kilograms of water. Is it okay?"

Dugu Ruizhi stared at Li Xian and asked, "That's still called wine?"

Li Xian asked back: "If you drop a drop of pure red red into the soft Luo water, isn't it still poisonous?"

"Of course."

"So, I poured a bag of wine into ten thousand kilograms of water, and it was still wine."

Li Xian sat down because he had no tools to make tea, and he could not make tea either. He handed the brewed tea to Dugu Ruizhi: "Little Brother Po, what are you learning today?"

Dugu Ruizhi took a sip of tea comfortably: "It's still Zhu Yanhong."

"Why? What you said yesterday was Zhu Yanhong."

Dugu Ruizhi asked seriously: "Is Zhu Yanhong poisonous? It must be true. I will talk about it for one day, it is poisonous. I will talk about it for ten thousand days, isn't it poisonous? But I only promised you to teach you some poisonous knowledge every day, and I have never said that I would like you to change my ways every day, right?"

Li Xian sighed and said, "Why are you so shameless?"

Dugu Ruizhi: "I teach you how to use poison, but you teach me shamelessness."
Chapter completed!