Happy little peasants

After Zhang Hui and Yundou walked around, they heard Xie Zhuo beckon them in at the door.

It turns out that after dinner, Xie Zhuo and Wen Ruhui started to work harder in calligraphy.

Zhang Hui saw two unfinished characters on the book case. From the style of the handwriting, it was easy to see which one was written by Xie Zhuo and which one was written by Wen Ruhui.

Both of them silently wrote a section of "Converting the Truth", which is a classic of the quotations of the ancestors of Lushan, Zhang Hui and Yun Dou have already seen it in the library.

Judging from the handwriting, Xie Zhuo’s handwriting is clever and clumsy. At a glance, it seems that the handwriting is still a bit immature and awkward, and even some strange shapes and unruly, but when it is tasted carefully, it is very interesting and enduring. Exploring.

On the other hand, Wen Ruhui's words are as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water, and every stroke is finished, confident and magnificent, and people can't help but scream at the first sight.

Yun Dou sighed in her heart: "Calligraphy and runes are of the same origin. They are both a summary of the patterns in the natural world. It is no wonder that Uncle Master also has such great accomplishments in calligraphy. Senior Uncle and Senior Sister Wen can be so close to each other. My dear, Sister Wen must also have a deep understanding of runes, and natural calligraphy is also extraordinary."

Xie Zhuo pointed to the two writings on the book case and said: "Come and see, whoever writes better and who likes it better."

Xie Zhuo held his arms extremely serious, looking forward to Zhang Hui and Yun Dou's answers, while Wen Ruhui just watched indifferently from one side.

Both Yun Dou dared not offend, so they had to say with a little mud: "Both are good, you two are on the same level, you are both superb, you are rare in the world."

Zhang Hui smiled and said, "Which one is good depends on the mood. If you like good-looking ones, choose Sister Wen, and if you like interesting ones, choose Uncle Master's."

Zhang Hui knows that Xie Zhuo is very self-confident, and now he can compare himself with Wen Ruhui, which shows his recognition of Wen Ruhui.

Jing Zhanghui said that, it means that the calligraphy of Xie Zhuo and Wen Ruhui are not comparable. Xie Zhuo felt that the writing was boring, and walked outside with Wen Ruhui.

He turned around and beckoned to Zhang Hui: "Come here and let Xiao Hui look at your'Yundou Slow Walk'. This footwork was originally created by me, and I taught you personally. Let her say Say it's not great."

Wen Ruhui said helplessly to Zhang Hui: "Okay, let's learn."

Although Zhang Hui’s "Yundou Slow Walk" has not been studied recently, he has felt that he is more proficient than before.

He just made the "Yundou Slow Walk", the red silk in Wen Ruhui's hand also chased him out like long eyes, and the swish sound of the red silk in the wind quickly reached his ear.

His footwork is changing, and Wen Ruhui's technique is also changing. The red silk in the air is like a raptor that is rapidly changing his body, following him.

"The red silk in Sister Wen's hand really made me fascinated. It's no wonder that I and Yundou could be tied up in an instant that day." Zhang Hui sighed in his heart. He felt that he had tried his best, and Wen Ruhui at this time was still awkward. Be calm and calm as ever.

Xie Zhuosheng was afraid that Zhang Hui would lose, so he hurriedly said a few key words from time to time to remind Zhang Hui, but in the end Zhang Hui was still faster than the red silk flying out of Wen Ruhui's hands.

Zhang Hui’s shoulders just dodged the red silk that was entangled at him, but at this moment, his feet suddenly couldn’t be applied, and then he felt his body vacant, and felt dizzy in his head. The whole person was pulled to one side by the force wrapped around his feet. He fell heavily to the ground.

"Ouch!" Xie Zhuo cried out painfully, as if he was the one who fell to the ground. He squatted down in disappointment, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly.

Yun Dou hurried forward to help Zhang Hui. Zhang Hui felt that it was normal for him to lose in Wen Ruhui's hands, and he didn't feel ashamed, but Yun Dou still explained to Zhang Hui: "You are now in the phase of pulse opening. , So there is a little confusion when practicing."

Yun Dou held Zhang Hui aside, and walked to Xie Zhuo: "Zhang Hui, he is opening his pulse, and Mr. Xu has pointed him out, but it doesn't seem to be smoother than before."

Yun Dou knew that Zhang would not tell Xie Zhuo that Xu Gui was wrong, so he took this opportunity to tell the matter, maybe Xie Zhuo could help Zhang Hui.

Xie Zhuo immediately stood up: "Opening the pulse is a big deal. Let me talk about how Xu Gui gave you some advice."

Zhang will talk about his previous confusion and the dispute between Xu Gui and Xiang Yan in Xu Gui's study to Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo said: "Xu Gui is humble on the surface, but in fact he is circuitous and stubborn, and he wants to save face. I have always disliked him. Xiang Yan is staid and boring, and I don't like him, but Xiang Yan has a good brain and is better than Xu Gui. I don’t have any good ideas about your open pulse. I was messing around at the beginning, but if I were Xu Gui, I wouldn’t immediately believe him.”

Zhang Hui knows that Xie Zhuo has always disliked Xu Gui, but it may not be impossible to say Xu Gui's words at all, so Zhang Hui is still thinking about Xu Gui's advice.

Wen Ruhui listened quietly on the side, originally silent, but then suddenly said to Zhang Hui: "You come with me."

Wen Ruhui and Zhang Hui walked to the book table. She picked up a pen and drew a pulse-recognition map on the paper at random. The problem that Zhang Hui just mentioned was already marked on the map.

Xie Zhuo saw that Wen Ruhui seemed to be trying to analyze the pulse with Zhang Hui, and said in surprise: "Oh, I have forgotten that Xiaohui is from Lugu. You Lugu are not thinking about these verbose and troublesome all day long. Do you have the principle of cultivation? Then you come to Zhang Hui to analyze and analyze!"

In Lushan, the fundamental difference between inner sect practice and outer sect practice is that outer sect practice is more specific, focusing on practicalities and techniques, while inner sect practice is more mysterious and advanced. Lugu is the foundation of the entire Lushan, while Lushan’s outer sect practice is like The trunks that grow from the foundation, the Lushan achievements that the world has seen are all manifested by the outer practitioners, but it is the inner practitioners that support them.

Wen Ruhui said: "Junior Brother Zhang’s pulse of consciousness is indeed different from that of ordinary people, but this is not a big problem, because the pulse of consciousness is explored by personal will. It reflects your will and talent. If you deliberately change it, On the contrary, it will become more and more confused. Mr. Xiang said that your right three channels need to be slightly balanced. This means that after the right three channels are strong, you can temporarily be less painful. Now you change the original direction halfway, which can be said to be against your body The most original will."

Hearing this, Xie Zhuo seemed to wake up suddenly by Wen Ruhui: "Yes, that's the truth. You let me say that I don't know clearly. These truths are too verbose. Xu Gui likes to influence others, you see. Yuan Zhixing came out of his side. Although Yuan Zhixing has achieved a lot, he is afraid that he will not go far, so that's it. Because of Xu Gui, he is always complacent."

Although Zhang Hui didn't fully accept what Wen Ruhui said at once, Wen Ruhui's remarks suddenly made the vague point of view in his heart suddenly clear, and he was suddenly grateful to her.