Ancient sounds full of ancient rhymes sounded, but when they fell in Chen Hao's ears, they were words he could understand.
Seeing that Chen Hao was silent, Zhang Jiao raised his foot, and the space seemed to be folded several times. When his raised foot fell, he was already standing in front of Chen Hao. No matter how he moved, the tip of the nine-section staff was already touching Chen Hao's chest.
"Why...why did you raise the ripples of the eternal river and disturb my sleeping reflection?"
Feeling the burning sensation in his chest, Chen Hao was startled, took half a step back, bowed to Zhang Jiao according to the Han rituals he had learned before, and said: "Junior Chen Hao, who was arrested more than two thousand years later." Collecting ancient spiritual objects. There was a treacherous villain who used the nine-section staff of the senior to make talisman water and a yellow scarf. When the boy stopped him, he was absorbed into it. He did not intend to disturb the senior's sleep. I hope you can forgive me. "
When Zhang Jiao heard this, his eyes fell on the nine-section staff he was holding, and he murmured: "That's weird..."
The next moment, he looked at Chen Hao again: "In that case, I won't sin against you!"
"The reflection of the long river is not a place for you to stay for a long time."
"Go and rest!"
After the words fell, Zhang Jiao raised the nine-section staff again and pushed it towards Chen Hao's eyebrows. Chen Hao was shocked, but he couldn't avoid it and closed his eyes subconsciously.
But after waiting for a moment, Chen Hao didn't notice anything strange. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the nine-jointed staff was only an inch away from his eyebrows, while Zhang Jiao behind the nine-jointed staff was looking at him with squinted eyes.
"Senior?" Chen Hao was confused.
A playful smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Zhang Jue's mouth. He put down the nine-section staff and took another step towards Chen Hao.
"Stand, how can any object enter the place of my reflection?"
"The sky is dead, and the sky is dead."
"It turns out that the eternal river sent you here to fulfill my last wish."
Chen Hao frowned slightly and was about to ask a question when he heard Zhang Jiao continue to say——
"I am giving you an opportunity. Are you willing to become your teacher?"
"Ah?" Chen Hao was slightly startled. Why did he talk about apprenticeship?
Although it’s a bit confusing, but——
This is Zhang Jiao~
It’s Zhang Jiao who can talk to him in the afterimage of history~
Although I don’t know how powerful it is, it must be very powerful!
What's more, there is still a chance to get it!
How hard does it take to give up this kind of benefit?
There is no way he could lead the Yellow Turban Army to overthrow the Han regime in this illusion, right?
If this is indeed the historical line, Zhang Jiao should have died shortly after the Yellow Turban Army uprising.
No worries!
So Chen Hao bowed again: "I'm scared, I've seen the master!"
There was a trace of unnoticeable excitement in Zhang Jiao's eyes, and then he waved his Taoist robe, and the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe brushed across Chen Hao's face. The next moment, Chen Hao closed his eyes and stood there blankly.
Immediately, Zhang Jiao looked up at the sky, as if talking to someone.
"Don't rush!"
"Wait for me to help him build his immortal foundation!"
After saying that, he also closed his eyes.
…
When Chen Hao opened his eyes, he found that he was already in a vast wilderness. When he was confused, Zhang Jiao's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Are you ready?"
Chen Hao turned around and saw that Zhang Jiao behind him had changed into a straight robe. The cuffs and ankles were tied with cloth belts. He was holding an iron sword in his hand and looked at Chen Luo.
Chen Hao was about to answer, but Zhang Jiao ignored him and continued: "This swordsmanship is a combination of the martial arts of Qi State in the past, the assassination technique of Yan State, and the Eight Diagrams of the day after tomorrow. I spent three years watching hundreds of beasts in the mountains. It is called Taiping Swordsmanship, and I will teach it to you today. I hope you will pick up the sword in your hand, stand up in the sky, and bring peace!"
After saying this, Zhang Jiao drew his sword and took charge.
"This swordsmanship is divided into the Eight Symbols of Taiping."
"The first elephant, Dragon Elephant Sword Power!"
Zhang Jiao played the sword, and Chen Hao watched it, and a series of realizations arose in his heart.
"The power of the Dragon Elephant Sword belongs to the Thunder Elephant of Zhen Gua. It has divine eyes, mighty claws, Qi rises in the Dantian, strong and soft springs, twists and turns, twists and turns, appears unpredictable, moves like clouds traveling thousands of miles, and is as powerful as the top of Mount Tai!" Among the thousands of troops, a dragon roams at ease."
In Chen Hao's eyes, Zhang Jiao's steps were light and his figure was nimble, as if every step he took was in an incredible place, followed by a thunderous strike.
The next moment, Zhang Jiao's momentum changed.
"The second elephant, tiger-elephant sword force!"
"The tiger-elephant sword force belongs to the Zexiang of Dui Gua. It is strong and energetic. The energy originates from the Du Vein. It is swaying all over the body. The image is fighting. It advances and retreats violently. It roars and screams. The valley should be shaken and the mountain is shaking. The energy is like a tiger's three thousand galloping. The energy is like a dragon flying thousands of miles!" Opening and closing is the art of grand duel!"
"The third elephant, horse-elephant sword force!"
"The water symbol of Yingkan Gua. It has the power of shaking the hair, the power of tracing the hoof, and the courage of jumping into the mountain and jumping into the stream. It has the ability to collect and send out, connecting the adhesion and the belt. The Qi nourishes the Dantian, and the more you fight, the braver you become."
"The fourth elephant, bull elephant sword force!"
"This is the fire sign of Li Gua. It is hard on the outside and soft on the inside. It is enough to plant roots. It has the strength to straighten the neck, the power of swinging the horns, and the courage to fight. The slow movement of the ox-elephant can strengthen the muscles and bones. The ox-elephant moves quickly, that's it. Fight for your life and inspire your soul!"
"The fifth elephant, Xiangxiang Sword Power!"
"This is the celestial phenomenon of the Qian hexagram. It is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. It guards all directions. It seems slow but is actually fast. The attack comes later. The sword is like a long nose. When guarding, it leads to attack. When guarding, it will be impervious to wind and rain, but when attacking, it will be thunderous!"
"The sixth elephant, lion-elephant sword force!"
"Gen Gua Mountain Image. The meaning of this image is born from the heart. It has a calm and peaceful nature. The heart is hidden in the abyss. The tail is in the middle. The essence is pierced through the top. It moves like a divine dragon probing its claws and jumps like a tiger emerging from the forest. This image is majestic and majestic, and is full of evil spirits. Don’t invade, fight hard and don’t fall into Qingming!”
"The seventh elephant, the bear-elephant sword force!"
"This is the wind image of the Xun hexagram. Put your sword away and hide, use your body to move the sword, fly left and right, attack sideways, stick to the top, push the mountain forward, turn like the wind passing by without leaving a trace. Surround three and one is missing, leading to When the enemy is trapped, take three steps back, and then the sword light will rise."
"The eighth elephant, ape-elephant sword power!"
"This is the ground symbol of Kun hexagram. It has the essence of sealing monkeys and hanging seals, the nature of stealing peaches and falling branches, and the spirit of dodging three times and retreating six times. It fights and retreats at the same time. Stepping into the nine palaces, retreating is used to advance, and it catches the enemy by surprise."
In Chen Hao's eyes, Zhang Jiao's figure seemed to have turned into several, constantly practicing swordsmanship, fighting and combining attacks with each other, and at the same time, countless information poured into Chen Hao's mind.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jue's figures became one again. He looked at Chen Hao, flicked his wrist, and the iron sword was inserted into the ground in front of Chen Hao.
"Hold the sword!"
When Chen Hao heard this, he reached out to grab the iron sword, but as soon as he picked up the iron sword, his wrist sank slightly, and then Chen Hao felt that the energy in his body seemed to be absorbed by the iron sword.
No, I am not flesh and blood now, but my mind.
Then what this iron sword absorbs is...
Mental strength?
Thinking of this, Chen Hao did not let go of the iron sword immediately, but looked at Zhang Jiao.
With the strength Zhang Jiao showed in the illusion, it would be easy to deal with him, so why go through such a big detour in recruiting disciples and teaching skills.
Zhang Jiao saw Chen Hao looking over and said calmly: "The Ruling Terrace has just been established, and the inner scene is reborn. We must use up all our energy and energy to urge the soul to return to its place and build the foundation of the immortal!"
Chen Hao frowned slightly, pondering Zhang Jiao's words.
He understands these two words: spiritual platform and interior scene.
Exhausting one's energy and energy, do you mean consuming mental energy?
What does the return of the soul mean? What is Xianji?
But while Chen Hao was still thinking, Zhang Jiao's figure suddenly disappeared. Then, two Yellow Turban Army sergeants appeared in front of Chen Hao, holding weapons and attacking Chen Hao.
At this moment, Zhang Jue's voice sounded in Chen Hao's ears again: "Don't be careless, this is a battle of life and death. If you die here, your soul will be hurt, and I won't recognize you as a disciple!"
While he was talking, a yellow scarf sergeant slashed at him with a sword. Chen Hao took half a step back, but his chest was cut open by the blade. Although no blood flowed out, Chen Hao still felt burning pain.
"Fuck, seriously!"
