Chapter 343: The girl I fell in love with turned out to be a married woman
Chapter 343 The girl I fell in love with at first sight turned out to be a married woman
Tan Wenjie and Yan Chixia got together again.
Just peanuts and wine.
"Shi'er never dared to oppose me before. This is his first time." Yan Chixia drank a few sips and was already drunk. "He was only this old at the time... burp!"
Tan Wenjie: “…”
I'm not here to listen to your advice on parenting.
Like walking around with a sparrow in his hand, it is best not to say such things after Shi'er gets married, otherwise Shi'er may get angry and betray his teacher and ancestors.
"My help to you is not free." Tan Wenjie said, "Teach me all the skills you know, as a reward for helping you find a daughter-in-law."
He likes to be open and honest. You can name the price, and he will make a profit on anything that can be bought with money.
"Okay!" Yan Chixia laughed. "I won't hide anything. I'll teach you everything. Aren't you afraid that you'll bite off more than you can chew?"
"I started practicing when I was twenty years old." Tan Wenjie shook his head.
"How old are you now?" Yan Chixia asked subconsciously.
Could it be a secret to keep one's youth? It's not impossible.
"Twenty years old."
Show off that you are a cultivation genius.
Yan Chixia raised his middle finger. Although he didn't understand, Tan Wenjie raised his middle finger every time he looked down on him, and now he has learned it.
Tan Wenjie didn't care even though he was teaching while drunk. He was here and couldn't escape, so he had plenty of time to study.
"Do you understand Sanskrit?" He listened to the formula recited by Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia shook her head: "I don't understand."
Tan Wenjie: "What about this Prajnaparamita?"
"I heard other monks chanting like this, so why can't I chant like this too? There is Buddha in my heart, so why should I care about what I say? What we cultivate is the Buddha in our heart, not the Buddha in our mouth."
Tan Wenjie said with a serious expression: "I've learned your lesson!"
then……
"How come you only know this one sentence?"
Who only recites the beginning when chanting the sutra?
“The Buddha in my heart only knows this sentence.”
Eyes wide open.
Before he even started learning the skills, Yan Chixia, who was drunk, suddenly picked up a sword and went to the yard to practice swordplay, singing "Dao Dao Dao" as he practiced.
Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing were reincarnated too early, otherwise they could still serve as Shang K’s little sisters and create the atmosphere.
"Ahem!" Tan Wenjie cleared his throat and joined the karaoke.
If you are not embarrassed yourself, you will be embarrassed by others.
Yan Chixia: "What are you singing? It's a mess."
Tan Wenjie: "Fuck, you sing Dao Dao Dao every day, so what's wrong with me singing a few lines of the Amitabha Sutra?"
"How can yours compare to mine? My Taoism is infused with the insights of life!"
“My Rebirth Mantra also incorporates electronic music and rap!”
When Shier came back, he found Yan Chixia and Tan Wenjie staring at each other like fighting cocks.
Why are they fighting again when I'm not here?
"How can you practice Buddhism if you don't have any enlightenment?" Yan Chixia didn't understand.
The Tathagata Palm, the Wheel of Merit, the Bronze Man and the Golden Body, etc., were all very extraordinary in his eyes, but Tan Wenjie was like a piece of rotten wood, and he could not get the point even after reciting the Prajna Paramita many times.
"Master, Uncle Master!" Shi'er relaxed when he found out that the two were not really fighting. He pointed behind him and said, "This is Cui Hongjian, a scholar who has been staying in Wumen for a few days."
"I asked you to buy clothes and marry a wife, but you brought a man home?"
Tan Wenjie tilted his head and glanced at the person who came: "Fang Tangjing?"
"It's Cui Hongjian!" The scholar thought for a moment when he saw Tan Wenjie, then he realized what was going on and bowed, "Brother, nice to see you again."
After a simple nod and greeting, Tan Wenjie moved closer to Yan Chixia.
Next it’s time to practice flying swords, such as "Ten Thousand Swords" and "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin". I’d feel like I’ve lost out on billions if I don’t learn them.
Shi'er enthusiastically led Cui Hongjian into another shabby room and helped him make the bed and clean the room.
"I am just staying here temporarily," Cui Hongjian said. "I will leave when my articles sell for a good price."
"You can stay as long as you want." Shi'er said nonchalantly.
Shi'er waited for news from the matchmaker all day long, and he was not disappointed, as the matchmaker brought good news.
After the date was set, Shier finally felt relieved.
Yan Chixia was also relieved. In a good mood, he decided to work overtime and took the initiative to take Tan Wenjie outside to practice flying sword.
"My sword is the Xuanyuan Sword." Yan Chixia flicked the sword in his hand with his fingers. "It can separate yin and yang and is indestructible. If you want to practice, you'd better have your own flying sword."
"Will flying knives work?" asked Tan Wenjie.
He is proficient in leg techniques, palm techniques, boxing techniques, and knife techniques, but he has never learned sword techniques.
Moreover, his swordsmanship does not quite match his fighting style, and the feel is quite different.
He pulled out his machete.
"This is just a vicious weapon that kills many people." Yan Chixia held the machete, "Hiss, how many evil people have been killed by it?"
"We shouldn't judge people by evil. Beasts are even worse than them."
"The world is a dangerous place, and evil people are more vicious than evil spirits." Yan Chixia nodded, thinking that the evil people that Tan Wenjie was talking about were in this era.
Only the blood of a truly unforgivable and unscrupulous villain can produce such a vicious weapon.
"Not enough." Yan Chixia said, "You need a real flying sword."
"Where did you get your sword?"
"Pick it up."
"Please tell me the location, I am very patient."
Yan Chixia said, "After I picked up the Xuanyuan Sword, I searched the area for several miles four or five times, leaving no blade of grass untouched. I left only after I was sure there was nothing left."
"You really went too far. You didn't leave any chance for those who came after you."
If it were Tan Wenjie, he would have searched the area within a radius of twenty miles at least ten times. Yan Chixia was still too conservative.
"You can try it with my sword first."
“I’ve learned that before.”
Tan Wenjie took the sword, and under the gaze of Yan Chixia, controlled the sword to fly up and hover in front of him.
"Really?" Yan Chixia, "Then I will teach you the sword technique."
Yan Chixia doesn't have many moves, but "Ten Thousand Swords" and "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin" etc. are all part of the sword-controlling technique.
It can be seen that Yan Chixia is really not suitable to be someone else's master. The so-called teaching is just to demonstrate it once and then let people understand it by themselves.
Tan Wenjie grabbed the flying Xuanyuan Sword, and the will in the sword had already intersected with his.
Different from the feeling Yan Chixia gave people, this sword gave him a sense of moderation and peace.
It’s just that I feel very uncomfortable and awkward when practicing.
"Your sword-controlling skills, ah, why do I feel like something is not right, it seems like you have learned it, but it also seems like you have learned it wrong."
Did you learn something wrong?
It’s Lyon after all!
The art of wielding swords became the art of controlling swords.
Thinking of this, Tan Wenjie made up his mind and stuffed the sword into his mouth.
"...Why did you swallow the sword into your stomach?" Yan Chixia was shocked and hurried to stop him.
The divine sword is so sharp that if you swallow it, your intestines will be ruptured. "Do you think I want to do that? Someone I know taught me how to swallow a flying sword like this. If you learn it the wrong way, you can't change it back."
Basic Sword Controlling Skills Level 2: The highest realm of swordsmanship, the unity of man and sword (requires swallowing the sword); Passive: Control with the mind (you can more easily express your thoughts with flying swords and other instruments, and can use mana infusion to forcibly control and dominate)
Simply put, if you want to reach the state of unity between man and sword, you must swallow the flying sword into your stomach.
"It's really weird." Yan Chixia couldn't figure it out, so he could only teach Tan Wenjie the sword-wielding technique step by step.
[You learned the "Sword Controlling Technique" under Yan Chixia's careful instruction]
[You have mastered the "Basic Sword Controlling Technique". Your "Sword Controlling Technique" has been upgraded to "Sword Controlling Technique"]
Advanced?
Sword-wielding skill level 1 (1/60): the highest realm of swordsmanship, the unity of man and sword (requires swallowing the sword); passive: control with the mind (you can more easily express your ideas with flying swords and other instruments, and can use mana infusion to forcibly control and dominate); sword-flying: consumes 1 mana/minute.
“I might not be a good fit.”
No matter how you advance, the state of unity between man and sword cannot be changed by swallowing the sword, and the flying sword does not follow the hand, making it awkward to use.
You can only slowly gain proficiency.
He may not like to use it in the future, but it does not mean that he will not brush up on the skills. On the contrary, he will seriously brush them to the maximum level to see if he can comprehend something.
To wield a sword, one must master the key skills.
With Yan Chixia's guidance and the bonus of being a "cultivation genius rarely seen in a century", he was in an excellent learning state.
[Sword Driving Experience +3]
[Sword Driving Experience +4]
[Sword Driving Experience +6]
In the blink of an eye, he entered the "Sword Riding Technique Level 2" and successfully learned the "Sword Returns to the Infinite" which uses flying swords for defense. He can use it from one to one hundred.
But the mana is a bit exaggerated. One sword costs 1 mana, and one hundred swords costs 100 mana.
It's not easy to have a big beard.
Yan Chixia looked at Tan Wenjie's terrifying learning speed and sighed: "I didn't expect that you are such a rare cultivation genius in a century."
"Tell me more."
He spent a lot of money to buy it, and it would be a shame if I didn't praise him a little.
"It's a pity that I am impatient and lack understanding. It is impossible for me to achieve enlightenment through martial arts in this lifetime."
"If it were someone else, they would definitely tell you that things will change over time, so don't bully the young and poor. But I'm different. I think you're right."
Tan Wenjie was not very interested in practicing martial arts. Even if one had high martial arts skills, it would still be difficult to deal with demons and monsters. He was not interested in being the best in the world. As long as it was useful, it didn't matter whether it was magic or martial arts.
"It's time to go back to bed."
The next step is to speed up your training and gain experience under the guidance of Yan Chixia, and maybe you can reach the maximum level easily.
……
No door residence.
Cui Hongjian sat in his room in a daze.
He had just eaten and was a little too full to sleep.
Study? I can't study.
With nothing to do, Cui Hongjian recalled his experience yesterday.
Just yesterday his book nearly fell into the water, and at that moment a woman in white appeared before him.
At just one glance, Cui Hongjian was attracted by the other person's beautiful face.
Its temperament is like orchid.
Spreading a piece of paper on the table, Cui Hongjian picked up his pen and started painting.
He painted with divine power, as if the woman really appeared before him, and in the blink of an eye a woman with stunning beauty appeared on the drawing paper.
"Knock knock" there was a knock on the door from outside.
"Please come in."
"I just washed the fruit." Shier walked in carrying the fruit.
Tan Wenjie doesn't like to put himself in a difficult position. Living with him, Shier cannot live without delicious food and drinks. Shier's living standard has risen sharply.
"Are you drawing?" Shier took a curious look.
Cui Hongjian nodded: "This is a girl I saw on the street, she..."
"I was so kind as to let you live in Wumenju, but you actually did this!" Shi'er's face suddenly changed, and he wished he could throw a big bowl at Cui Hongjian's face.
"What?" Cui Hongjian was puzzled.
Shi Er pointed at the painting and said, "You actually painted my uncle's wife, the one with the surname Cui. I was wrong about you!"
"Ah? She's your uncle's wife? I, I, I'm not... I didn't! I just met her on the way and saw her from a distance. I definitely didn't have any improper thoughts about her."
Cui Hongjian waved his hands repeatedly.
You may have unrealistic wishes, but as long as you don't admit them, they don't exist.
He met a beautiful woman on the road. They only met for less than a breath, and then he fell in love at first sight.
Who would have thought that the girl I fell in love with at first sight was actually a married woman.
Click, click——!
"What's broken?" Shi'er turned his head left and right in confusion.
"Nothing." Cui Hongjian covered his chest.
It just broke my innocent boyish heart.
Shier's face improved. "My uncle and his wife have passed away. He has a painting in his hand that looks exactly like the woman in your painting. I won't tell my uncle about this. It's not to help you, but because I don't want him to be sad. The painting is hanging in the room next door. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see it."
Tan Wenjie helped him marry his beloved girl, and he stood on Tan Wenjie's side unconditionally.
"Wait, we are separated forever?" Cui Hongjian's face changed.
Now it makes sense. No wonder the beautiful lady disappeared in a flash when I saw her that day. It turns out she was dead.
Now there is only fear.
"Please rest assured, I will burn this painting tomorrow." Cui Hongjian was exhausted.
If I had known, I wouldn’t have eaten so much.
At the same time, a beautiful figure was fleeing in panic and unknowingly flew to the vicinity of Wumenju.
Mochou was a bride who was kidnapped by the King of Ghosts and died. After her death, she wandered aimlessly.
Unexpectedly, the Ghost King was not going to let me go and kept biting me from behind, wishing to kill me.
In a panic, she rushed into Wumenju, just in time to see two people chatting through the open door.
Looking at the table again, the other party actually drew himself.
Really humble.
Wait, the one who drew myself seems to be that good-looking scholar.
What a beautiful painting.
I heard another man say that the person in the painting was his uncle's wife.
Mo Chou: “…”
She had never met her husband, so how could she meet him under such circumstances?
Uncle Master, you sound very old. I don’t know whether I should be glad that I died early, or regret losing such a devoted husband after my death.
The breath of the Ghost King behind her was getting closer and closer. Mo Chou flew to the next room and saw a painting hanging on the wall.
“It’s me in the painting.”
Time waits for no one, and she plunged headfirst into the painting.
(End of this chapter)