Chapter 7
The 12-year-old Shangguan Ruofan didn't notice anything about the change in Feng the Killer's temperament which was quickly restrained. Seeing that he had returned to his lazy look, Shangguan Ruofan hurried forward and put the box on the table, opened the hollow lid, and the room was immediately filled with fragrance.
"Hey, I came here specifically to thank my brother-in-law. This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I asked the servants to prepare. I'll treat you to it."
Putting the lid of the box on the table, Shangguan Ruofan stared at Feng Jueyu with his big watery eyes. He liked him more and more, thinking: Why didn't I realize that my brother-in-law is so handsome before? Why didn't my sister agree to their marriage?
Feng Jueyu hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and was exhausted after working for a whole 24 hours. He was already very hungry. Smelling the aroma of cakes in the room, his appetite was aroused, and he reached out and picked up two pieces and put them into his mouth without hesitation.
"Mmm... delicious... you are so thoughtful... thank you."
The killer Feng Da thanked while eating, and he deserved it. It seemed that the boy did not hold back when he struck the sword, otherwise he would not be so happy. Alas, poor Shangguan Ruowen, he probably won't be able to get up for ten days or half a month.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen pieces of osmanthus cake were eaten. When Feng Da Killer looked up, he suddenly found that Xiao Ruofan was still staring at him with a very ambiguous look.
Damn, what kind of look is this? I don't have the habit of playing back-and-forth.
Feng Jueyu wiped his mouth, sat up straight, and said, "Are you okay? I need to rest now. If you are fine, you can leave now."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruofan did not leave, but stared at Feng Jueyu, and suddenly smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, please teach me another move."
"I'll teach you another move?" Feng Jueyu said, "Damn, you think the moves are rice. What? Is that one move enough? Then you've found the wrong person. Ask your elders. Why are you looking for me?"
"Feng Jueyu!" Xiao Ruofan suddenly slammed the table and shouted, "Don't think I don't know. I have secretly inquired and found that the Shangguan family does not have the trick of "Seeing the fifteenth appearance, piercing the chrysanthemum with a sword". Don't hide it from me. Tell me, is this trick something you came up with?"
The sudden shout made Feng Jueyu dumbfounded. In fact, although Xiao Ruofan was young, his mind was still very agile. After being scolded by Grandpa Shangguan, the more he thought about it, the more it didn't make sense. How could the Shangguan family have a sword technique that even his grandfather didn't know?
So the kid secretly inquired around, and when he went back to copy poems, he turned out all the family assets. He also ran to his father's secret room to look around, and talked to his grandfather and father. Finally, he found out that the Shangguan family did not have the trick that Feng Jueyu taught at all.
So, Xiao Ruofan came to demand accountability.
Feng Jueyu also understood that this lie could not be concealed for too long, but he was not surprised. He straightened his clothes, crossed his legs, blinked his eyes, and said, "You know everything? Yes, I thought it up. What's the matter?"
"Brother-in-law, do you know martial arts?" Everyone in the Shangguan family knows that Feng Jueyu is a useless person who is neither good at literature nor martial arts. When did he learn martial arts?
"No." Feng Jueyu didn't want to admit it.
"So how did you come up with that?"
Feng Jueyu stood up and said in an unfathomable manner, "Is it difficult? You know the saying that a bystander sees more clearly? You and Shangguan Ruowen are not very fast, so can't you just counter their moves?"
What an expert!
The child's mind is too simple. He would not think about Feng Jueyu's qualifications or purpose. He would only unilaterally admire what others can do while he himself cannot. So, Feng Jueyu's pretentious expression turned into that of a hidden master in Xiao Ruofan's eyes!
Although he knew no martial arts, he could see the loopholes and flaws in the moves with his naked eyes and improve them, turning the unfathomable West Wind Setting Sun sword technique into a subtle sword move that even his grandfather was full of praise for.
My brother-in-law is a genius.
Although he doesn't know martial arts, his understanding of martial arts is beyond my reach.
Why don’t I have the same understanding as my brother-in-law?
In just a few moments, Xiao Ruofan had already regarded Feng Jueyu as his idol...
Running over quickly, Xiao Ruofan looked at Feng Jueyu, who was more than two heads taller than him, almost with a pleading look, and said, "Brother-in-law, please, teach me one more move."
Feng Jueyu looked at Shangguan Ruofan, whose eyes were clear, and knew that little Ruofan had a pure mind. He thought that he had great potential, so he began to admire his talent.
The most important thing is that this kid seems to be at odds with Shangguan Ruowen, so it would be nice to use him to torture Shangguan Ruowen.
Looking down at the handsome little Ruofan, Feng Jueyu asked, "Do you want to learn?"
"Yes." Xiao Ruofan nodded desperately: "I want to learn. As long as my brother-in-law is willing to teach me, I will do whatever my brother-in-law tells me to do."
"Hmm?" Feng Jueyu stroked his chin and thought for a long time before asking, "Then do you know the rules?"
Xiao Ruofan thought about it and an idea suddenly came to him: "Ah, I know, brother-in-law, don't worry, I will never tell anyone a word about you." As he said that, Xiao Ruofan covered his mouth with his hand to show his loyalty.
"Well. All right then." Feng Jueyu sat back down. Seeing that Xiao Ruofan had already drawn his sword and was eager to try, he calmed down for a few breaths and poured a basin of cold water over him: "What about new moves? No, you should practice the previous one first."
"Ah?" Xiao Ruofan, who was holding a long sword and preparing to learn new moves from Feng Jueyu, was furious when he heard this and said aggrievedly: "You...you lied to me?"
"What did I lie to you about?" Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you know that you can't chew too much if you bite off more than you can chew? You're still a genius? From ancient times to the present, all sword techniques are the essence of the essence. It's not easy to get one, let alone the others. If you don't practice one technique well, you want to learn other ones. In the end, you will only end up with a miscellaneous but not refined result. Techniques must be practiced to be experienced and ever-changing before they can exert their maximum power? Often, one move can defeat the enemy and even reach the pinnacle. Do you understand?"
Little Ruofan was not unintelligent. On the contrary, he was very smart. After listening to Feng Jueyu's words, he immediately understood: "Brother-in-law means that I only practiced the basics of that sword technique?"
"To say that you are just superficial is flattering you." Feng Jueyu attacked Xiao Ruofan without any hesitation.
You must know that practicing martial arts is extremely hard, and only those who endure the most hardships can become the best. Children are pure in nature, like a blank sheet of paper. If you want them to become successful, you must first completely destroy the arrogance and complacency in their hearts and let them know what the real way to success is.
"Although I don't know martial arts, from what I've observed, that move can also give rise to more sword moves. It's not an exaggeration to say that it connects the previous and the next. The important thing is that the changes in each move can lead to many other moves, such as stabbing or chopping..."
Feng Jueyu transformed into a martial arts master, and was eloquent. He asked Xiao Ruofan to demonstrate every move of the West Wind Falling Moon Sword, and then pointed out any improprieties or made changes based on them.
Sometimes, just a slight change in the landing point of the steps would cause the entire set of sword techniques to undergo earth-shaking changes. What was even more terrifying was that Xiao Ruofan discovered that even if he followed his brother-in-law's method, he could create one or two extremely sharp killing moves by changing the direction of his wrist...
After half an hour, Xiao Ruofan was sweating all over, thinking: This is not the Shangguan family's West Wind Falling Moon Sword, this is simply the ultimate skill for killing people.
Staring at Feng Jueyu who was talking incessantly, Xiao Ruofan's eyes changed from disgust to surprise, then to envy and jealousy, until finally, it obviously turned into admiration.
Extreme worship!
With just a few changes pointed out by Feng Jueyu, the West Wind Falling Moon Sword immediately reached its peak. Even though there were two people in the room, one talking and the other listening, without moving a finger, he could feel the unparalleled murderous aura, sword rain and blade wind all over the sky.
And this is just what Feng Jueyu said orally. What would happen if he could cultivate true Qi?
What a strong comprehension! Grandpa said that he was not good at either literature or martial arts. But in terms of martial arts, all the people in the Shangguan family, young and old, cannot compare to him alone.
He spoke for half an hour, and Feng Jueyu's mouth was dry. This was because after being reborn in another world, he picked up his understanding and familiarity of martial arts and assassination methods. For the first time, he was so engrossed in explaining the secret techniques that he talked until his throat was smoking.
Suddenly, Feng Jueyu stopped. He felt a mysterious aura approaching here at a very fast speed.
Definitely not a servant. Servants would not tiptoe or sneak around. Feng Jueyu paused, took a sip of water, and asked in a low voice: "Do you remember what I said?"
Xiao Ruofan nodded, then shook his head. These moves shocked him so much that he couldn't remember them all in a short time.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember it. First, write down the first three variations I told you and practice them well. Then, try changing the moves with the same ones. Come back to me when you're done." Feng Jueyu finished speaking quickly because he knew that his behavior might have attracted the attention of some people hiding in the dark in the Shangguan family, so he couldn't continue.
Furthermore, to practice martial arts, one must also understand the artistic conception of swordsmanship through one's own comprehension. If all were to be revealed, it would not only be of no benefit to Shangguan Ruofan's future, but would be detrimental.
The best way is to draw inferences from one example.
Otherwise, why is there the saying "The master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you".
Looking at Xiao Ruofan at this time, he looked dumbfounded, and the whole person seemed to be unable to move as a statue: "Brother-in-law, are all these things you came up with? If others don't know, they will think you are a martial arts master. Brother-in-law, you are so handsome, I admire you so much, you are so talented."
"stop……"
Feeling dizzy from Xiao Ruofan's flattery and with a growing ominous premonition, Feng Jueyu stopped Xiao Ruofan from talking nonstop in time: "Stop it, if you want to learn, go back and practice. You must know that genius is made up of 10% understanding, 10% luck and 80% hard work. If you keep talking so much next time, I won't teach you anymore."
Little Ruofan was so frightened that he shuddered and thought to himself: This won't work. How can I improve if you don't teach me? Even Daddy can't think of your moves. Not to mention Daddy, Grandpa has to stand aside.
"Learn, I will." Xiao Ruofan nodded and ran out of the door: "Brother-in-law, I'm leaving now."
Feng Jueyu was very happy and said with a straight face: "Remember, what happened here must not be heard by a third person, otherwise you don't have to come here. Also, bring more osmanthus cakes next time."
"I know." Xiao Ruofan's voice gradually faded away. Feng Jueyu walked to the window, looking at the spring scenery and green willows in the garden. He suddenly found that behind the trees in the flower garden not far away, a vague shadow flashed by.
"It seems that the Shangguan family is not simple. Am I being too obvious?"
A note to readers:
PS: Thinking of osmanthus cake, I once tried it for a small sum of money. It was made with authentic osmanthus. The taste is so good that I am drooling just thinking about it now.
The 12-year-old Shangguan Ruofan didn't notice anything about the change in Feng the Killer's temperament which was quickly restrained. Seeing that he had returned to his lazy look, Shangguan Ruofan hurried forward and put the box on the table, opened the hollow lid, and the room was immediately filled with fragrance.
The 12-year-old Shangguan Ruofan didn't notice anything about the change in Feng the Killer's temperament which was quickly restrained. Seeing that he had returned to his lazy look, Shangguan Ruofan hurried forward and put the box on the table, opened the hollow lid, and the room was immediately filled with fragrance.
Chapter 7
The 12-year-old Shangguan Ruofan didn't notice anything about the change in Feng the Killer's temperament which was quickly restrained. Seeing that he had returned to his lazy look, Shangguan Ruofan hurried forward and put the box on the table, opened the hollow lid, and the room was immediately filled with fragrance.
"Hey, I came here specifically to thank my brother-in-law. This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I asked the servants to prepare. I'll treat you to it."
Putting the lid of the box on the table, Shangguan Ruofan stared at Feng Jueyu with his big watery eyes. He liked him more and more, thinking: Why didn't I realize that my brother-in-law is so handsome before? Why didn't my sister agree to their marriage?
Feng Jueyu hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and was exhausted after working for a whole 24 hours. He was already very hungry. Smelling the aroma of cakes in the room, his appetite was aroused, and he reached out and picked up two pieces and put them into his mouth without hesitation.
"Mmm... delicious... you are so thoughtful... thank you."
The killer Feng Da thanked while eating, and he deserved it. It seemed that the boy did not hold back when he struck the sword, otherwise he would not be so happy. Alas, poor Shangguan Ruowen, he probably won't be able to get up for ten days or half a month.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen pieces of osmanthus cake were eaten. When Feng Da Killer looked up, he suddenly found that Xiao Ruofan was still staring at him with a very ambiguous look.
Damn, what kind of look is this? I don't have the habit of playing back-and-forth.
Feng Jueyu wiped his mouth, sat up straight, and said, "Are you okay? I need to rest now. If you are fine, you can leave now."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruofan did not leave, but stared at Feng Jueyu, and suddenly smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, please teach me another move."
"I'll teach you another move?" Feng Jueyu said, "Damn, you think the moves are rice. What? Is that one move enough? Then you've found the wrong person. Ask your elders. Why are you looking for me?"
"Feng Jueyu!" Xiao Ruofan suddenly slammed the table and shouted, "Don't think I don't know. I have secretly inquired and found that the Shangguan family does not have the trick of "Seeing the fifteenth appearance, piercing the chrysanthemum with a sword". Don't hide it from me. Tell me, is this trick something you came up with?"
The sudden shout made Feng Jueyu dumbfounded. In fact, although Xiao Ruofan was young, his mind was still very agile. After being scolded by Grandpa Shangguan, the more he thought about it, the more it didn't make sense. How could the Shangguan family have a sword technique that even his grandfather didn't know?
So the kid secretly inquired around, and when he went back to copy poems, he turned out all the family assets. He also ran to his father's secret room to look around, and talked to his grandfather and father. Finally, he found out that the Shangguan family did not have the trick that Feng Jueyu taught at all.
So, Xiao Ruofan came to demand accountability.
Feng Jueyu also understood that this lie could not be concealed for too long, but he was not surprised. He straightened his clothes, crossed his legs, blinked his eyes, and said, "You know everything? Yes, I thought it up. What's the matter?"
"Brother-in-law, do you know martial arts?" Everyone in the Shangguan family knows that Feng Jueyu is a useless person who is neither good at literature nor martial arts. When did he learn martial arts?
"No." Feng Jueyu didn't want to admit it.
"So how did you come up with that?"
Feng Jueyu stood up and said in an unfathomable manner, "Is it difficult? You know the saying that a bystander sees more clearly? You and Shangguan Ruowen are not very fast, so can't you just counter their moves?"
What an expert!
The child's mind is too simple. He would not think about Feng Jueyu's qualifications or purpose. He would only unilaterally admire what others can do while he himself cannot. So, Feng Jueyu's pretentious expression turned into that of a hidden master in Xiao Ruofan's eyes!
Although he knew no martial arts, he could see the loopholes and flaws in the moves with his naked eyes and improve them, turning the unfathomable West Wind Setting Sun sword technique into a subtle sword move that even his grandfather was full of praise for.
My brother-in-law is a genius.
Although he doesn't know martial arts, his understanding of martial arts is beyond my reach.
Why don’t I have the same understanding as my brother-in-law?
In just a few moments, Xiao Ruofan had already regarded Feng Jueyu as his idol...
Running over quickly, Xiao Ruofan looked at Feng Jueyu, who was more than two heads taller than him, almost with a pleading look, and said, "Brother-in-law, please, teach me one more move."
Feng Jueyu looked at Shangguan Ruofan, whose eyes were clear, and knew that little Ruofan had a pure mind. He thought that he had great potential, so he began to admire his talent.
The most important thing is that this kid seems to be at odds with Shangguan Ruowen, so it would be nice to use him to torture Shangguan Ruowen.
Looking down at the handsome little Ruofan, Feng Jueyu asked, "Do you want to learn?"
"Yes." Xiao Ruofan nodded desperately: "I want to learn. As long as my brother-in-law is willing to teach me, I will do whatever my brother-in-law tells me to do."
"Hmm?" Feng Jueyu stroked his chin and thought for a long time before asking, "Then do you know the rules?"
Xiao Ruofan thought about it and an idea suddenly came to him: "Ah, I know, brother-in-law, don't worry, I will never tell anyone a word about you." As he said that, Xiao Ruofan covered his mouth with his hand to show his loyalty.
"Well. All right then." Feng Jueyu sat back down. Seeing that Xiao Ruofan had already drawn his sword and was eager to try, he calmed down for a few breaths and poured a basin of cold water over him: "What about new moves? No, you should practice the previous one first."
"Ah?" Xiao Ruofan, who was holding a long sword and preparing to learn new moves from Feng Jueyu, was furious when he heard this and said aggrievedly: "You...you lied to me?"
"What did I lie to you about?" Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you know that you can't chew too much if you bite off more than you can chew? You're still a genius? From ancient times to the present, all sword techniques are the essence of the essence. It's not easy to get one, let alone the others. If you don't practice one technique well, you want to learn other ones. In the end, you will only end up with a miscellaneous but not refined result. Techniques must be practiced to be experienced and ever-changing before they can exert their maximum power? Often, one move can defeat the enemy and even reach the pinnacle. Do you understand?"
Little Ruofan was not unintelligent. On the contrary, he was very smart. After listening to Feng Jueyu's words, he immediately understood: "Brother-in-law means that I only practiced the basics of that sword technique?"
"To say that you are just superficial is flattering you." Feng Jueyu attacked Xiao Ruofan without any hesitation.
You must know that practicing martial arts is extremely hard, and only those who endure the most hardships can become the best. Children are pure in nature, like a blank sheet of paper. If you want them to become successful, you must first completely destroy the arrogance and complacency in their hearts and let them know what the real way to success is.
"Although I don't know martial arts, from what I've observed, that move can also give rise to more sword moves. It's not an exaggeration to say that it connects the previous and the next. The important thing is that the changes in each move can lead to many other moves, such as stabbing or chopping..."
Feng Jueyu transformed into a martial arts master, and was eloquent. He asked Xiao Ruofan to demonstrate every move of the West Wind Falling Moon Sword, and then pointed out any improprieties or made changes based on them.
Sometimes, just a slight change in the landing point of the steps would cause the entire set of sword techniques to undergo earth-shaking changes. What was even more terrifying was that Xiao Ruofan discovered that even if he followed his brother-in-law's method, he could create one or two extremely sharp killing moves by changing the direction of his wrist...
After half an hour, Xiao Ruofan was sweating all over, thinking: This is not the Shangguan family's West Wind Falling Moon Sword, this is simply the ultimate skill for killing people.
Staring at Feng Jueyu who was talking incessantly, Xiao Ruofan's eyes changed from disgust to surprise, then to envy and jealousy, until finally, it obviously turned into admiration.
Extreme worship!
With just a few changes pointed out by Feng Jueyu, the West Wind Falling Moon Sword immediately reached its peak. Even though there were two people in the room, one talking and the other listening, without moving a finger, he could feel the unparalleled murderous aura, sword rain and blade wind all over the sky.
And this is just what Feng Jueyu said orally. What would happen if he could cultivate true Qi?
What a strong comprehension! Grandpa said that he was not good at either literature or martial arts. But in terms of martial arts, all the people in the Shangguan family, young and old, cannot compare to him alone.
He spoke for half an hour, and Feng Jueyu's mouth was dry. This was because after being reborn in another world, he picked up his understanding and familiarity of martial arts and assassination methods. For the first time, he was so engrossed in explaining the secret techniques that he talked until his throat was smoking.
Suddenly, Feng Jueyu stopped. He felt a mysterious aura approaching here at a very fast speed.
Definitely not a servant. Servants would not tiptoe or sneak around. Feng Jueyu paused, took a sip of water, and asked in a low voice: "Do you remember what I said?"
Xiao Ruofan nodded, then shook his head. These moves shocked him so much that he couldn't remember them all in a short time.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember it. First, write down the first three variations I told you and practice them well. Then, try changing the moves with the same ones. Come back to me when you're done." Feng Jueyu finished speaking quickly because he knew that his behavior might have attracted the attention of some people hiding in the dark in the Shangguan family, so he couldn't continue.
Furthermore, to practice martial arts, one must also understand the artistic conception of swordsmanship through one's own comprehension. If all were to be revealed, it would not only be of no benefit to Shangguan Ruofan's future, but would be detrimental.
The best way is to draw inferences from one example.
Otherwise, why is there the saying "The master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you".
Looking at Xiao Ruofan at this time, he looked dumbfounded, and the whole person seemed to be unable to move as a statue: "Brother-in-law, are all these things you came up with? If others don't know, they will think you are a martial arts master. Brother-in-law, you are so handsome, I admire you so much, you are so talented."
"stop……"
Feeling dizzy from Xiao Ruofan's flattery and with a growing ominous premonition, Feng Jueyu stopped Xiao Ruofan from talking nonstop in time: "Stop it, if you want to learn, go back and practice. You must know that genius is made up of 10% understanding, 10% luck and 80% hard work. If you keep talking so much next time, I won't teach you anymore."
Little Ruofan was so frightened that he shuddered and thought to himself: This won't work. How can I improve if you don't teach me? Even Daddy can't think of your moves. Not to mention Daddy, Grandpa has to stand aside.
"Learn, I will." Xiao Ruofan nodded and ran out of the door: "Brother-in-law, I'm leaving now."
Feng Jueyu was very happy and said with a straight face: "Remember, what happened here must not be heard by a third person, otherwise you don't have to come here. Also, bring more osmanthus cakes next time."
"I know." Xiao Ruofan's voice gradually faded away. Feng Jueyu walked to the window, looking at the spring scenery and green willows in the garden. He suddenly found that behind the trees in the flower garden not far away, a vague shadow flashed by.
"It seems that the Shangguan family is not simple. Am I being too obvious?"
A note to readers:
PS: Thinking of osmanthus cake, I once tried it for a small sum of money. It was made with authentic osmanthus. The taste is so good that I am drooling just thinking about it now.
The 12-year-old Shangguan Ruofan didn't notice anything about the change in Feng the Killer's temperament which was quickly restrained. Seeing that he had returned to his lazy look, Shangguan Ruofan hurried forward and put the box on the table, opened the hollow lid, and the room was immediately filled with fragrance.
"Hey, I came here specifically to thank my brother-in-law. This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I asked the servants to prepare. I'll treat you to it."
Putting the lid of the box on the table, Shangguan Ruofan stared at Feng Jueyu with his big watery eyes. He liked him more and more, thinking: Why didn't I realize that my brother-in-law is so handsome before? Why didn't my sister agree to their marriage?
Feng Jueyu hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and was exhausted after working for a whole 24 hours. He was already very hungry. Smelling the aroma of cakes in the room, his appetite was aroused, and he reached out and picked up two pieces and put them into his mouth without hesitation.
"Mmm... delicious... you are so thoughtful... thank you."
The killer Feng Da thanked while eating, and he deserved it. It seemed that the boy did not hold back when he struck the sword, otherwise he would not be so happy. Alas, poor Shangguan Ruowen, he probably won't be able to get up for ten days or half a month.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen pieces of osmanthus cake were eaten. When Feng Da Killer looked up, he suddenly found that Xiao Ruofan was still staring at him with a very ambiguous look.
Damn, what kind of look is this? I don't have the habit of playing back-and-forth.
Feng Jueyu wiped his mouth, sat up straight, and said, "Are you okay? I need to rest now. If you are fine, you can leave now."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruofan did not leave, but stared at Feng Jueyu, and suddenly smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, please teach me another move."
"I'll teach you another move?" Feng Jueyu said, "Damn, you think the moves are rice. What? Is that one move enough? Then you've found the wrong person. Ask your elders. Why are you looking for me?"
"Feng Jueyu!" Xiao Ruofan suddenly slammed the table and shouted, "Don't think I don't know. I have secretly inquired and found that the Shangguan family does not have the trick of "Seeing the fifteenth appearance, piercing the chrysanthemum with a sword". Don't hide it from me. Tell me, is this trick something you came up with?"
The sudden shout made Feng Jueyu dumbfounded. In fact, although Xiao Ruofan was young, his mind was still very agile. After being scolded by Grandpa Shangguan, the more he thought about it, the more it didn't make sense. How could the Shangguan family have a sword technique that even his grandfather didn't know?
So the kid secretly inquired around, and when he went back to copy poems, he turned out all the family assets. He also ran to his father's secret room to look around, and talked to his grandfather and father. Finally, he found out that the Shangguan family did not have the trick that Feng Jueyu taught at all.
So, Xiao Ruofan came to demand accountability.
Feng Jueyu also understood that this lie could not be concealed for too long, but he was not surprised. He straightened his clothes, crossed his legs, blinked his eyes, and said, "You know everything? Yes, I thought it up. What's the matter?"
"Brother-in-law, do you know martial arts?" Everyone in the Shangguan family knows that Feng Jueyu is a useless person who is neither good at literature nor martial arts. When did he learn martial arts?
"No." Feng Jueyu didn't want to admit it.
"So how did you come up with that?"
Feng Jueyu stood up and said in an unfathomable manner, "Is it difficult? You know the saying that a bystander sees more clearly? You and Shangguan Ruowen are not very fast, so can't you just counter their moves?"
What an expert!
The child's mind is too simple. He would not think about Feng Jueyu's qualifications or purpose. He would only unilaterally admire what others can do while he himself cannot. So, Feng Jueyu's pretentious expression turned into that of a hidden master in Xiao Ruofan's eyes!
Although he knew no martial arts, he could see the loopholes and flaws in the moves with his naked eyes and improve them, turning the unfathomable West Wind Setting Sun sword technique into a subtle sword move that even his grandfather was full of praise for.
My brother-in-law is a genius.
Although he doesn't know martial arts, his understanding of martial arts is beyond my reach.
Why don’t I have the same understanding as my brother-in-law?
In just a few moments, Xiao Ruofan had already regarded Feng Jueyu as his idol...
Running over quickly, Xiao Ruofan looked at Feng Jueyu, who was more than two heads taller than him, almost with a pleading look, and said, "Brother-in-law, please, teach me one more move."
Feng Jueyu looked at Shangguan Ruofan, whose eyes were clear, and knew that little Ruofan had a pure mind. He thought that he had great potential, so he began to admire his talent.
The most important thing is that this kid seems to be at odds with Shangguan Ruowen, so it would be nice to use him to torture Shangguan Ruowen.
Looking down at the handsome little Ruofan, Feng Jueyu asked, "Do you want to learn?"
"Yes." Xiao Ruofan nodded desperately: "I want to learn. As long as my brother-in-law is willing to teach me, I will do whatever my brother-in-law tells me to do."
"Hmm?" Feng Jueyu stroked his chin and thought for a long time before asking, "Then do you know the rules?"
Xiao Ruofan thought about it and an idea suddenly came to him: "Ah, I know, brother-in-law, don't worry, I will never tell anyone a word about you." As he said that, Xiao Ruofan covered his mouth with his hand to show his loyalty.
"Well. All right then." Feng Jueyu sat back down. Seeing that Xiao Ruofan had already drawn his sword and was eager to try, he calmed down for a few breaths and poured a basin of cold water over him: "What about new moves? No, you should practice the previous one first."
"Ah?" Xiao Ruofan, who was holding a long sword and preparing to learn new moves from Feng Jueyu, was furious when he heard this and said aggrievedly: "You...you lied to me?"
"What did I lie to you about?" Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you know that you can't chew too much if you bite off more than you can chew? You're still a genius? From ancient times to the present, all sword techniques are the essence of the essence. It's not easy to get one, let alone the others. If you don't practice one technique well, you want to learn other ones. In the end, you will only end up with a miscellaneous but not refined result. Techniques must be practiced to be experienced and ever-changing before they can exert their maximum power? Often, one move can defeat the enemy and even reach the pinnacle. Do you understand?"
Little Ruofan was not unintelligent. On the contrary, he was very smart. After listening to Feng Jueyu's words, he immediately understood: "Brother-in-law means that I only practiced the basics of that sword technique?"
"To say that you are just superficial is flattering you." Feng Jueyu attacked Xiao Ruofan without any hesitation.
You must know that practicing martial arts is extremely hard, and only those who endure the most hardships can become the best. Children are pure in nature, like a blank sheet of paper. If you want them to become successful, you must first completely destroy the arrogance and complacency in their hearts and let them know what the real way to success is.
"Although I don't know martial arts, from what I've observed, that move can also give rise to more sword moves. It's not an exaggeration to say that it connects the previous and the next. The important thing is that the changes in each move can lead to many other moves, such as stabbing or chopping..."
Feng Jueyu transformed into a martial arts master, and was eloquent. He asked Xiao Ruofan to demonstrate every move of the West Wind Falling Moon Sword, and then pointed out any improprieties or made changes based on them.
Sometimes, just a slight change in the landing point of the steps would cause the entire set of sword techniques to undergo earth-shaking changes. What was even more terrifying was that Xiao Ruofan discovered that even if he followed his brother-in-law's method, he could create one or two extremely sharp killing moves by changing the direction of his wrist...
After half an hour, Xiao Ruofan was sweating all over, thinking: This is not the Shangguan family's West Wind Falling Moon Sword, this is simply the ultimate skill for killing people.
Staring at Feng Jueyu who was talking incessantly, Xiao Ruofan's eyes changed from disgust to surprise, then to envy and jealousy, until finally, it obviously turned into admiration.
Extreme worship!
With just a few changes pointed out by Feng Jueyu, the West Wind Falling Moon Sword immediately reached its peak. Even though there were two people in the room, one talking and the other listening, without moving a finger, he could feel the unparalleled murderous aura, sword rain and blade wind all over the sky.
And this is just what Feng Jueyu said orally. What would happen if he could cultivate true Qi?
What a strong comprehension! Grandpa said that he was not good at either literature or martial arts. But in terms of martial arts, all the people in the Shangguan family, young and old, cannot compare to him alone.
He spoke for half an hour, and Feng Jueyu's mouth was dry. This was because after being reborn in another world, he picked up his understanding and familiarity of martial arts and assassination methods. For the first time, he was so engrossed in explaining the secret techniques that he talked until his throat was smoking.
Suddenly, Feng Jueyu stopped. He felt a mysterious aura approaching here at a very fast speed.
Definitely not a servant. Servants would not tiptoe or sneak around. Feng Jueyu paused, took a sip of water, and asked in a low voice: "Do you remember what I said?"
Xiao Ruofan nodded, then shook his head. These moves shocked him so much that he couldn't remember them all in a short time.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember it. First, write down the first three variations I told you and practice them well. Then, try changing the moves with the same ones. Come back to me when you're done." Feng Jueyu finished speaking quickly because he knew that his behavior might have attracted the attention of some people hiding in the dark in the Shangguan family, so he couldn't continue.
Furthermore, to practice martial arts, one must also understand the artistic conception of swordsmanship through one's own comprehension. If all were to be revealed, it would not only be of no benefit to Shangguan Ruofan's future, but would be detrimental.
The best way is to draw inferences from one example.
Otherwise, why is there the saying "The master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you".
Looking at Xiao Ruofan at this time, he looked dumbfounded, and the whole person seemed to be unable to move as a statue: "Brother-in-law, are all these things you came up with? If others don't know, they will think you are a martial arts master. Brother-in-law, you are so handsome, I admire you so much, you are so talented."
"stop……"
Feeling dizzy from Xiao Ruofan's flattery and with a growing ominous premonition, Feng Jueyu stopped Xiao Ruofan from talking nonstop in time: "Stop it, if you want to learn, go back and practice. You must know that genius is made up of 10% understanding, 10% luck and 80% hard work. If you keep talking so much next time, I won't teach you anymore."
Little Ruofan was so frightened that he shuddered and thought to himself: This won't work. How can I improve if you don't teach me? Even Daddy can't think of your moves. Not to mention Daddy, Grandpa has to stand aside.
"Learn, I will." Xiao Ruofan nodded and ran out of the door: "Brother-in-law, I'm leaving now."
Feng Jueyu was very happy and said with a straight face: "Remember, what happened here must not be heard by a third person, otherwise you don't have to come here. Also, bring more osmanthus cakes next time."
"I know." Xiao Ruofan's voice gradually faded away. Feng Jueyu walked to the window, looking at the spring scenery and green willows in the garden. He suddenly found that behind the trees in the flower garden not far away, a vague shadow flashed by.
"It seems that the Shangguan family is not simple. Am I being too obvious?"
A note to readers:
PS: Thinking of osmanthus cake, I once tried it for a small sum of money. It was made with authentic osmanthus. The taste is so good that I am drooling just thinking about it now.