In the spring and autumn period, the capital of zhao handan. A young man walking in the street, straightening thinking. And the name of the youth JiChang, he is a dream that one day become a marksmen. Zhongyuanfang
Now, to fly home JiChang point. Say, he's flying in the best striker. Handan He put the willow leaves painted red. Then in a hundred steps up an arrow, with arrow fly speed to shoot down beyond all red. JiChang decided to worship him.
To fly JiChang said, please accept my point for your apprentice. Fly, you will learn who said his bow and premature. In this before, you must learn to a few things, you will learn not wink. You learn to open their eyes, to find me.
Suddenly JiChang thought of a idea. His wife felt very awkward. Husband: how to me from this perspective? But whether those JiChang, he ordered his wife hurry. Weaving
Two years later, a set of JiChang finally LianChu without blinking. Even to the dust in his eyes, nose and can sleep in the night all night can shut their eyes.
He felt very satisfied, he hurried to master report. But who said, do you want to fly, but also learn bow far? The words on the sesame, can you see? Henceforth, you have to learn how to look, the small as big, this is called JianWeiZhiZhu. That when you come to see me.
The sight of a light, JiChangJiao remembered an idea. "Come, you sold me. Insects. "Huh? Lice.". A beggar. Strange, the world have such things, and what to buy vermin. . .
The idea to JiChang, with a long hair is facing the gnats on the window of the south. All eyes a gaze at it. JiChang perseverance at fall in the window of insects. Lice changed how did not know. . . Look, look. Three years later. Arrows without any bad penetrated the heart, and lice haven't touched with the hairs. Insects
The good news to JiChang immediately told master. The teacher said. Fly to stand guard at 100 paces JiChang outside to shoot the willow leaves. "Good" fly who was very happy.
From this day, who started flying like JiChang imparted the mystery archery. The progress of the amazing JiChang faster. After a month. Fly to practise individuals who JiChang, shoot.
Fly to guard JiChang said, now I have nothing to teach you, the reinforcement of Massachusetts Yang stem bow gave you, you are already known the striker.
The master said, "I have is the famous striker. But! He did not say, I am days. The generation of striker I want to become the unique striker, I want to become the unique striker, I'll be the unique striker.
Opportunities will come soon, one day. Go to the wild JiChang occasionally, he suddenly saw in the distance, master came to him alone.
JiChang began to master attack! The arrow flew out, but has been shot JiChang and one.
JiChang felt ashamed, who are disburden, because he is finally out of the crisis, and to his archery was very satisfied. The hatred has vanished. Who said, you will fly to the apex at archery, emeishan a name of GSH LaoShiFu, his archery, compared with us, it is a day.
Leave immediately to mount emei JiChang set out.
His archery, compared with us, it is a day. This sentence deep hurt JiChang self-esteem. If so, the unique day, it is simply striker is hopeless.
Disciple calling the master. Hear the voice, wizened JiChang come back. The old man seemed to have more than one hundred years. In order to show yourself, do not stay JiChang requirements of strong man to see his bow.
Seems to be shot. But after all, it is just the shot just shoot. Look, the hero doesn't know not the shoot. Shoot Don't shoot the shot? That is what happened?
Come with me, the old man walked to the top left JiChang it. ? In this stone, you just show the shot skill, and how?
Hoho, ok, let me tell you. What is a real shot. Master? Why don't you take bow. Bow? Ha ha ha, it just shot to bow the shoot. Neither bow, nor shoot arrows, and that's not the shoot.
JiChang very surprised, feel alive today really see the deep archery.
In the old man there is a JiChang living is nine years.
Nine years later, from mount emei JiChang saw him, however, are amazed. His face completely changed, before the pithy competitive expression, no longer exists. Now people see, a gentle charity cockfighting.
The handan city are boiling, people are looking forward to see zhongyuanfang striker martial art, to learn the nine JiChang bow, must be god, wonderful charm.
Who seek to fly JiChang, who see a flying JiChang face, he cried out very surprised. Aye, this is true, the first day, my generation is that a meaningless.
With this ignoring JiChang seems all thoughts. No before all the shine. But then many legends in but not by and between people.
A thief, his frankly. One evening. He wants to steal into the night while JiChangGu. Suddenly a shot from JiChangGu HanGuang. Thief: oh, a voice from the wall fell down. In addition a live in nearby, said the merchant JiChangGu one evening, he saw in his home JiChang above, suddenly he took his bow, with the ancient marksmen, hou yi, the ratio, together.
The idea is forty, holding hands not bow of striker became the man of pride handan. Due to JiChang said, to say, for silent, for not to shoot at.
In the years before JiChang died. He should be a friend invited to HaoShang his visit. At the door, he saw a thing, that he felt before seems to be seen. Then he asked, this. . What, do you use. Master thought, guest kidding XiaoErBuDa. However old JiChang really very serious, he asked again. Master, the old man was wondering what he think. When asked to JiChang after three times, master felt something was wrong. Face the staggering hurriedly, called. Aye! Signior, this is your past the bow. The striker zhongyuanfang you how to forget their bows are even, he is doing what have escaped? . .
Early in the cast aside to shoot his mind was very quiet, old wealth. Just like the smoke so JiChang her off, but in people's ear, but it has echoed with his which words. Don't shoot the shoot. . . .
Since then, for a long time, handan city is ashamed of warriors WuJian bow.
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