Jiang Wang could not tell anyone about what happened on Yuheng Peak.
It was a torturous choice. It seemed that the closer one was to him, the harder it was for him to speak.
After writing down this question, Jiang Wang felt much more comfortable. It was not that he had resolved the conflict in his heart, but that some things seemed to be lighter once he confided them.
Jiang Wang put down his brush, and the envelope closed automatically. It turned into a small cloud crane and circled the courtyard three times before flying away.
Jiang Wang was truly envious of this secret technique. If he could master it, he could contact Du Yehu at any time. He wondered how the tiger was doing in the Jiujiang Profound Armor. It was inconvenient to communicate in the army, so there was no news of him after he left.
…
"You have to hold your sword firmly and walk properly."
In the courtyard, Jiang Wang was teaching Tang Dun and Jiang Anan swordsmanship.
Two figures, one big and one small, held two swords, one big and one small, and stood properly.
Of course, in order to avoid hurting himself, Jiang Anan's sword was wooden.
"The sword moves are unconventional, but it has to have a proper momentum. Learn the grand sword moves first, then you can master the hundred moves. "
What Jiang Wang said were some of his own experiences. At least in terms of swordsmanship, he had extraordinary strength. When he guided ordinary swordsmanship, it was as if he had a strategically advantageous position.
"A sword has two edges. It can hurt others, but it can also hurt oneself. Therefore, you have to restrain yourself first, then restrain your enemy. The first one is to restrain, and the second one is to break. "
While teaching, Jiang Wang was also summarizing himself. He sharpened his Sword Heart and perfected his Dao Heart.
There was a saying that one's character was like one's character. It did not mean that one could see a person's beauty, ugliness, kindness, and evil from their characters. Instead, one could see whether the person was calm, whether they had a calm heart, and what kind of structure they had.
It was the same in terms of swordsmanship.
Little Anan was quite talented. She could already use a set of basic swordsmanship.
Tang Dun, on the other hand, gave Jiang Wang a pleasant surprise. This man had a solid foundation. It was just that he had no one to guide him in his early years, so he took some unorthodox paths and had some bad habits in his moves. After Jiang Wang made some slight corrections, he immediately showed that he was extraordinary.
Half an hour later, Jiang Wang announced a break.
An An was still young and should not be rushed to help her grow. However, this little girl was very stubborn. If Tang Dun didn't stop, she wouldn't stop. Therefore, Jiang Wang had no choice but to treat both of them equally. Of course, Tang Dun had to practice more when he went back.
In the cold winter, An 'an's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Jiang Wang had already boiled the water and prepared a bathtub. He then fetched a change of clothes and had An 'an bring them to his room to take a bath.
Tang Dun went straight into the kitchen.
This amount of training was nothing to him. The extra training that Jiang Wang had arranged for him was the real hardship.
As an old bachelor, cooking was a necessary skill. Of course, his skills were not that great. He was only slightly better than the average housekeeper, but the soup was still pretty good.
He had been in Maplewood City for some time now. Now, he was in charge of feeding Jiang Wang and his sister. When they weren't going to the restaurant, he was the one who cooked.
Jiang Wang wandered for a while, then walked into the kitchen and looked around as if he was inspecting.
Then, he said to Tang Dun, who was cutting the meat, "Today, I'll show my skills and give An 'an a surprise."
"Mr. Jiang …" Tang Dun looked embarrassed.
The last time Jiang Wang gave her a "surprise", Jiang An 'an cried because of the food. Tang Dun, who was kind, did not dare to offend Mr. Jiang, but he also could not bear to wrong An 'an. He was in a dilemma.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Wang was very dissatisfied. "Look at you, your knife skills are not up to standard."
He looked around, then picked up the one catty Osmanthus Fish that Tang Dun bought. He took a porcelain plate, then picked up another kitchen knife and swung it a few times in the air.
The knife flashed. Pieces of fish fell to the ground. From the head to the tail, every piece of fish was about the same thickness. There was almost no difference. It was really a good knife skill.
Jiang Wang put away the knife and glanced at Tang Dun rather complacently.
After all, Tang Dun was honest. "I was going to make this Osmanthus Fish into steamed fish …"
"Ahem." Jiang Wang said, "It's easier to add flavor after slicing it."
Tang Dun looked at the plate of fish slices and said awkwardly, "You also cut the gall. If the gall is cut, the fish can't be eaten. It'll be very bitter. "
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Jiang Wang was a little angry.
Tang Dun was speechless.
"I'll go see if An 'an has finished bathing."
It was really not fun to bully honest people. Jiang Wang patted his butt and walked away.
…
At dinner time, Jiang An 'an was neatly dressed and sat at the dining table.
Jiang Wang and Tang Dun both sat down, but Jiang An 'an kept turning her head to look at the kitchen.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Wang tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks.
"Is there another fish?" Jiang An 'an asked.
She had an unusual obsession with eating.
Tang Dun was about to speak, but Jiang Wang said in advance, "The fish ran away."
Jiang An 'an was very surprised. "How did the fish run away?"
"You should ask the fish."
"But didn't the fish run away?"
"Yes, the fish ran away." Jiang Wang reached out and turned Jiang An 'an's face back. "Let's eat."
Jiang An 'an was stunned for a long time, her mind in a mess.
…
After dinner, Tang Dun cleaned up the dishes, and Jiang Wang took An 'an to the study to do homework.
Because they had spent the day practicing martial arts, they had to make up for their studies at night.
Cultivation was a long process. Most of the time, cultivators were fighting with themselves, fighting against the loneliness of the long journey. Without a strong enough heart, they couldn't support the long journey. And extensive knowledge could enrich the heart.
Little An 'an was actually very good at her studies. After she didn't have to earn money for other people's exams, she was always at the top of her class.
Ye Qingyu's reply flew over at this time.
An 'an widened her eyes and watched as the little cloud crane circled a few times outside the window and landed on Jiang Wang's hand.
"The little bird is so beautiful!"
"This kind of bird is called a cloud crane." Jiang Wang explained while unfolding the letter that the cloud crane had turned into.
In reply to Fellow Daoist Jiang's question:
Since he knew it was wrong, how could he say it was right?
It was still signed by Qingyu on the Cloud.
Jiang Wang suddenly felt enlightened.
As the saying goes, the onlooker sees more clearly than the person involved. Sometimes, a very simple matter could be entangled in it and couldn't extricate itself. Someone else's light sentence would enlighten him.
All the contradictions in his heart disappeared.
His tone became more relaxed, and he took the opportunity to educate Jiang An 'an. "Look, this little cloud crane turned into a letter. When I finish writing the reply, it will turn back into a little cloud crane and fly away. This is the magic of Taoism. You have to hurry up and cultivate. "
That little cloud crane was so cute that it touched Jiang An 'an's heart. She nodded vigorously.
Jiang Wang picked up the cloud pen and replied,
These are good words! It enlightens me. Fellow Daoist can be said to be a teacher of words.
Jiang Wang was about to put down the pen when Jiang An 'an asked, "Brother, who are you writing to?"
"An elder sister."
"Write a sentence for me too. Say hello to her."
Jiang Wang glanced at her, knowing that she was interested in the cloud crane.
However, how could Tower Cloud Pavilion's secret art be passed down so easily?
Jiang Wang did not expose her and continued to write.
"Also, when my younger sister saw the letter, she asked me to send her regards and wish you well."
An 'an nudged Jiang Wang. "She signed it."
Jiang Wang thought about it and signed it, "Little Jiang Under the Maple Leaf."
Yun Jian folded it and turned into a little crane again.
Jiang An 'an grabbed it and played with it for a while before letting go of it carelessly. The cloud crane flew out of the window, its beautiful silhouette entering the night sky.
On this night, it would definitely enter An 'an's dream.
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