Chapter 01: Incredible Understanding

"Heroes of the Jianghu, wandering knights, please take a look here!

We are Jianghu artists. Although we don't have peerless martial arts, we have good skills. We are willing to perform for you. We only ask those who have money to support us, and those who don't have money to support us..."

The vigorous shouting sounded on the long street of Dengfeng, and passers-by stopped in twos and threes.

Seeing that many people's eyes were attracted, the man who spoke immediately turned back and winked at his brothers, and a long sword was thrown high.

The man jumped up in coordination, caught the sword in mid-air and stabbed it diagonally downward. After landing, his body did not stop, and he arched his body. In this up and down, the tip of the sword was like a fish, drawing an arc in the air, and then the man followed the sword, or chopped, swept, carried, pulled, intercepted, and wiped, and there were bursts of breaking air.

Although it was a common sword technique, it was very sharp and powerful in the hands of this man, shocking the passers-by who subconsciously retreated, and when they reacted, they immediately applauded.

In the crowd, a seven or eight-year-old beggar with a wooden stick in his hand naturally mixed in the periphery.

Through the sparse crowd, under the fluffy hair of the little beggar, a pair of black and white eyes were reflecting the swordsman in the field.

This is not the first time Lu Yuan has done this.

No other reason, just stealing.

After all, he was born in the world of Laughing Proudly, and any normal person would envy the legendary martial arts.

Although he did not have a system.

But he did not regret it, because his comprehension talent in this life was a little too good.

For example, when he was watching the sword at this moment, the opponent had just finished a set of 26 basic sword techniques, and Lu Yuan had memorized them all after only one time.

Not only that, watching the other party bowing to all sides, he closed his eyes slightly, and the twenty-six basic sword techniques he had just memorized reappeared in his mind, and slowed down several times, each move, each action, where the force point is, where the focus is, and what the breathing rhythm is, all clearly exposed.

When the first recollection was over, Lu Yuan had already fully understood the man's understanding of this set of sword techniques.

At the end of the second recollection, Lu Yuan had already seen that the man had many uncoordinated movements.

At the end of the third recollection, Lu Yuan began to feel that at least eight of the twenty-six basic sword techniques were redundant. During the process, various fitness movements, scientific force techniques, human muscle and joint distribution, and other knowledge fragments in his mind from his previous life began to flash and collide, and were eliminated and reorganized.

When the fourth recollection was over, there were only twelve of the twenty-six basic sword techniques left. The overall simplification and elimination of dross have changed a lot from the original, and the attack, defense, advance and retreat have become more efficient and concise.

And all this is just the work of a cup of tea.

No one would dare to believe this kind of comprehension talent. You know, his talent is not only in martial arts.

Anything, as long as he concentrates on thinking, inspiration and creativity will begin to erupt like a storm.

That wonderful taste is simply indescribable to outsiders.

The only thing to note is that he must have enough knowledge accumulated in his mind to satisfy the realization of inspiration.

When Lu Yuan first discovered that he had this talent, he immediately thought of the "Comprehension Against Heaven" article that had swept the Internet in his previous life.

In comparison, he just missed the "ding ding" sound in his ears.

But this made Lu Yuan more relieved.

After all, the system version of the comprehension against heaven is okay as an online article, but if you really want to have one for yourself, it will really make people worry.

Instead of listening to the "ding ding" sound, he would rather understand it this way.

His thoughts returned to the scene, and the whirring sound in his ears became clear again. Now it has been replaced by the man's companion to perform boxing.

It was also a common item, and the moves had the shadow of Shaolin Luohan Fist. After noting it down, Lu Yuan disappeared without waiting for the other party to pick up the gong.

After walking around the streets of the market for a few rounds, Lu Yuan began to return after getting the "things".

Two figures appeared at some point in the middle of the way, hanging far behind.

Lu Yuan seemed to be completely unaware. His short stature shuttled flexibly among passers-by. A glance would not reveal anything unusual, but if someone kept staring at him, they would find that the passers-by around him seemed to always take the initiative to block him.

In this way, less than a hundred meters away, the person disappeared.

The two people behind were shocked and hurriedly ran forward. Looking around, there was no figure, so they could only curse and mutter.

After getting rid of the stalker, Lu Yuan crossed the streets and alleys and came to an old house in the west city.

The door of the house was locked. Lu Yuan went around the back door, took out a prepared bamboo stick, and easily poked the lock.

In front of the main house in the courtyard, an old beggar was sitting on the threshold, staring at the weeds in the dilapidated courtyard in a daze.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw Lu Yuan coming over with a smile, and his hand had already taken out a white steamed bun and an oil paper bag from his arms.

The unique aroma of braised meat, as the paper bag was opened, began to fill the courtyard.

The old beggar frowned, and before he could speak, Lu Yuan had already answered.

"Don't worry, I bought it this time!"

The old beggar sneered, "I bought it with stolen money!"

Bang!

Lu Yuan knelt down quickly, "I was wrong!"

Kneeling on the ground, bowing his head, admitting his mistakes, all in one go, the main hit was a skillful one.

But he still had a smile on his face, kneeling a few steps to the front, and handed over the steamed bun and braised meat, "I still can't escape your sharp eyes, I did take some silver, but they are all local scum, you know, I have a bottom line in this regard."

The old beggar frowned and looked at Lu Yuan's knees touching the ground, "Get up!"

Lu Yuan immediately stood up obediently.

"It's rare to miss a promise, what's the point?" The old beggar said with a sullen face.

Lu Yuan stood up straight and replied: "The more you restrain yourself, the less mistakes you will make. You are telling me that self-discipline is important."

"Then have you ever kept it in mind?!"

"Remember it!" Lu Yuan answered simply. Before the old beggar could speak again, he took the lead and said, "But didn't you also say that water follows the shape of the square, and people adapt to the situation. The water in the waves is clear. , you can wash my tassel, the water in Canglang is turbid, you can wash my feet.

Hehe, you see, isn't it like this now? I'm only eight years old and growing up. I get hungry quickly and can't live without meat. You have also passed the age of deafness, so you need to eat more meat to replenish your body when you are walking outside. This is a form of self-cultivation, benevolence and filial piety..."

"Okay! I can't hold you back." The old beggar interrupted impatiently.

Lu Yuan grinned, said no more, and just passed the steamed buns and meat forward.

This time the old beggar did not refuse.

Seeing that the other party was starting to eat, Lu Yuan reached out and touched the bamboo tube at his waist. As the bamboo tube opened, a smell of wine came out.

"Try this again, Xinfenglou's Bamboo Leaf Spring."

Looking at the wine handed to him, the old beggar was obviously stunned for a moment. He looked up at Lu Yuan's body, which had gradually grown stronger since he went out alone, and he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart.

He did not refuse, took the bamboo tube, took a sip, and sighed, "Following me in the past few years has made you suffer. With your natural beauty, you should have..."

"Hey! You are being sentimental again, but I don't feel any pain at all. Not to mention that you carried me back in the snow and saved my life, but just for your kindness in raising me and teaching me..."

"That's all, I'm the one who talks too much. You don't have to say it every time." The old beggar felt a little guilty just now, but when he heard Lu Yuan start talking nonsense again, his head suddenly became heavy.

Lu Yuan showed his white teeth and did not repeat himself. He had already figured out the temperament of the awkward old man in front of him, and now it seemed that it was not impossible to change.

"Let me tell you something new. Today on the street, I found two people staring at me. I happened to have seen those two people before. They are members of the local Qinglong Gang. I guess we have to change places again." Yuan opened his mouth in no hurry.

When the old beggar heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately stopped eating. He immediately stood up and grabbed Lu Yuan, "Why didn't you tell me earlier! Come on, let's leave now!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll get rid of them. You can wait until dawn tomorrow morning before leaving."

"Can't wait! I know the steps you have made are amazing, but don't be blindly confident. Similarly, in the future, you must be open-minded in your conduct and actions, and not show off your ambition!"

"Uh... okay." Lu Yuan scratched his head, "What you're trying to teach me is, then let's leave now."

The two of them were beggars by nature, and they had nothing to pack after making the decision. They were careful along the way, stepping on the red glow of the setting sun, and left Dengfeng City before the door closed.

Then they walked south on the path until the moon was on the branches and insects were singing in the forest. They vaguely saw a dilapidated ancient temple in front of them.

"Hiss! Master Lu, this scene... why don't we go there? It feels like the scene told by the storyteller."

"Oh, then do you know why the wild stories in the storybooks always take place in ruined temples?"

"Why?"

"Because most of the people who don't enter the temple end up feeding the wild beasts."

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