flstandardbreds Chapter 137: Getting to Know the "Confucian Sword Immortal"
Chapter 137: Getting to Know the "Confucian Sword Immortal"
After listening to Baili Dongjun introducing the seven wines one by one, Sikong Changfeng smiled:
"So, I also deserve half the credit, right?"
Baili Dongjun's face was full of pride:
"Hmph... half the credit is a bit too much. I'll give you 30%!"
Sikong Changfeng smiled and said:
"Okay, okay, 30% is 30%, but these herbs are priceless treasures!"
"Some of these flavors are made by Xin Baicao herself. When your wine is ready, don't forget to leave a pot for me!"
Baili Dongjun collected the bottles filled with wine one by one, looked up and said:
"That's right. If it wasn't for taking back your Silver Moon Spear, would I have gone to such great lengths to do that?"
"Since you've behaved well, I'll reluctantly leave you one pot!"
Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows:
"You are such a good fellow, Baili Dongjun, don't be so ungrateful!"
Baili Dongjun showed no sign of weakness: "How?"
The two jade-like boys immediately started to play around...
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After a while, Baili Dongjun, who was a little drunk, was ridden by Sikong Changfeng and was unable to resist!
"You're a money loser, get rid of me... I haven't finished tasting the wine yet, don't delay my business!"
Sikong Changfeng then let go of Baili Dongjun, pulled him up, and straightened his wrinkled clothes.
"Dong Jun, is this wine really so magical? Don't lie to me!"
Baili Dongjun smiled proudly:
"Do you think I, a little drunkard, am joking with you?"
"After drinking those three glasses of wine just now, I can already vaguely feel the abundant Qi in my meridians, which is a sign of a breakthrough!"
"I won't talk to you anymore. All you do is drink. I'm going to go test the wine now. You should get some rest early."
After saying that, Baili Dongjun continued to taste the wine one cup at a time...
Sikong Changfeng was a little worried when he saw him tasting the wine one sip at a time without eating anything.
She went into the kitchen at the back hall, added water and kneaded the flour, and made him a bowl of vegetarian noodles.
When Sikong Changfeng returned to Baili Dongjun with the steaming noodles, the young man was already drunk and passed out beside the table with a flushed face.
Sikong Changfeng put down his mask, pulled a Shu brocade robe from the room, and gently covered Baili Dongjun with it.
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The next morning.
Baili Dongjun, who was intoxicated by the seven cups of starry night wine, was still sleeping soundly, but Sikong Changfeng got up early.
Seeing Baili Dongjun sleeping beside the table, he felt a little sorry and gently carried him back to the bed.
Then he went to the yard alone and pulled up a Xiangfei bamboo that he had stolen from Mr. Li's yard a few days ago.
After cutting off the branches and leaves, it becomes a long, straight stick!
Let me ask you, which man in the world can refuse such a handy stick?
"call out!"
Sikong Changfeng pointed his long stick straight to the sky; this was the starting move of the Zhuixu Spear!
The sound of the stick breaking through the wind was endless. Sikong Changfeng used the first eight moves of the Zhuixu Spear in succession, as well as the ninth move he had figured out.
This wonderful display of marksmanship attracted Xie Xuan, who was just passing by and about to go to the pavilion in the yard to read.
"I don't have a gun in my hand, so I use bamboo as a gun. I didn't expect the effect to be so good!"
Xie Xuan held the scroll in his hand and looked at Sikong Changfeng, who was surrounded by stick shadows, with a smile on his face.
Sikong Changfeng was startled and put away his long stick:
"Your Excellency, can you see that I use the gun technique?"
Xie Xuan glanced at him: “Of course, I can still see the gun intention on you!”
Sikong Changfeng was suddenly confused, because he had seen this person before when he first came to the school.
He is Xie Xuan, the son of a nobleman. He is usually taciturn and keeps company with books all day long.
I didn't expect that this elegant and graceful young man would have such good eyesight.
"Why does it seem like everyone in Tianqi City has extraordinary cultivation? Mr. Xie, I haven't heard that you know martial arts."
Hearing Sikong Changfeng's question, Xie Xuan chuckled:
"Haha, I'm looking at the calluses on your hands. Those are the calluses that only people who use guns get."
"Anyone who practices martial arts and wields weapons will develop calluses from years of practice."
"And the calluses on your hands are exactly what people who use guns get."
Sikong Changfeng couldn't help but admire:
"Sure enough, the more you read, the more you know!"
Xie Xuan shook his head:
"Some things require not only reading but also careful observation. For example, you are not a person who likes reading, but you are very knowledgeable about medicine."
Sikong Changfeng was even more surprised:
"Can you see this?"
Xie Xuan nodded:
"That's right. When you first came to the academy, you reeked of herbs, so that's why I said that."
Sikong Changfeng suddenly realized:
"Young Master is indeed very meticulous. Yes, I come from a place rich in medicinal herbs."
Xie Xuan put away the book, put his hands behind his back and said:
"And you are seriously ill and need to take medicine every day to survive, right?"
"But don't worry... Although those who use guns may have bad luck, they will be lucky in the end."
Sikong Changfeng was delighted when he heard this:
"Really? That's really a blessing from you, sir! I don't know where this came from, could it be written in the book?"
Xie Xuan smiled and shook his head:
"No, there is a strange saying. I also heard it by chance from a strange-looking person. He said that spearmen have always been lucky..."
Sikong Changfeng nodded thoughtfully, then asked:
"I wonder what you think of my marksmanship?"
After Xie Xuan pondered for a moment, he slowly spoke:
"You just used nine moves in total. Your spear power is fierce enough, but your defense is insufficient. If the enemy doesn't fall after you use all nine moves, you will be in trouble!"
"Also... the first eight moves are very ordinary, but the ninth move does have some spear intent!"
When Sikong Changfeng heard this, he couldn't help but ask:
"How did you know this? Is it in the book?"
Xie Xuan rolled his eyes at him:
"As the saying goes, if you master one method, you will master all methods. I have read many sword and knife manuals, not to mention spear manuals."
"These are not difficult at all. At least they are not as difficult as studying!"
Sikong Changfeng couldn't help but admire the seemingly dull scholar in front of him, so he put aside his prejudice and clasped his fists and said:
"Sir, what you said is very true. I wonder if you can give me some advice based on the books you have read?"
Xie Xuan looked Sikong Changfeng up and down, somewhat surprised:
"You...believe what I say?"
The reason why Xie Xuan asked this was because many people scoffed at his statement that "time and everything can be seen in the book, let alone martial arts."
Especially those who practice martial arts, they have a deeper prejudice against this book-loving scholar.
I didn't expect that the young man with a gun in front of me today would be so respectful to me and even ask for my advice.
This really surprised Xie Xuan, and even made him happy. It seemed that he had found someone who could understand him.
While thinking, Xie Xuan stuffed the book into his arms and said:
"Okay, since you are willing to let me teach you, then I will tell you..."
Xie Xuan walked to the corner of the courtyard and broke off a bamboo branch that was seven or eight feet long. Then he stretched out his hands and held the longer part in front of Sikong Changfeng:
"You should also have a pistol in your left hand, so that you can be both offensive and defensive when facing the enemy!"
Sikong Changfeng looked thoughtfully at the three-foot-long bamboo branch in front of him:
"Long spears are for attack, and short spears are for defense?"
Xie Xuan nodded:
"Yes, I have read in a book that someone has mastered this spear technique, it is called offensive and defensive spear!"
Sikong Changfeng smiled and said:
"There is some truth in attacking and defending. Thank you for your guidance, young master!"
Just as the two were talking, a middle-aged man's voice came from outside the courtyard:
"You have good offense and defense, but lack balance, Xuan'er... your spear skills are good, but if you let this guy practice on you, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss!"
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