With the long sword in his hand, Su Che felt uncomfortable.
The magic weapon in the sword box that was obtained from the previous swordsman Jiang Qin is a dagger made of bronze, which is very light to handle.
After being immersed in Jiang Qin's sword spirit for many years, with a little guidance, he can move the sword like the wind, and the sword spirit will generate on its own.
The sword Feng Buxing sent up was a riding sword used by the Liang Army. It had a front tip and a wide back, and was more than three feet long. It could be held in one hand or used with both hands.
With the sword intention between his eyebrows moving, Su Che lifted up the long sword. The sword energy was hesitating on the edge of the sword, and the sword light was chaotic like rain hitting banana trees.
Su Che casually used several common sword styles, and continuously integrated the mirage Yuan sword obtained from "Zhong Yuan" into the sword light.
Suddenly, there was an additional three-point change in the sword light, and it seemed as if mist filled the air.
The sword energy dispersed, a chill grew on its own, and Su Che felt an indescribable joy in his heart.
Feng Buhang saw it in his eyes and finally told him to stop.
"Third Young Master, swordsmanship is the same. In addition to Donghai Sword Palace, which regards it as the foundation of practice, it encourages disciples to practice regardless of Taoism, Confucianism, or Buddhism. There is a reason for this."
"The path of spiritual practice is like a tug-of-war. People and the world are each at one end. If you fight for an inch, you will achieve an inch. If you fight for a foot, you will achieve a foot."
"The rope of the tug-of-war between the two sides is the various laws between the heaven and the earth, just like why the sun rises in the east, how birth, old age, sickness and death are governed by each other. Ordinary people are stupid and cannot hold this rope in their hands, leaving the world to hold it tightly."
"If you can seize this rope from the hands of heaven and earth and break through the barriers between heaven and earth, you will become a Buddha and an ancestor, traveling around the six realms."
Feng Buxing held his right hand empty, and silver lightning flashed in his palm.
"I practice martial arts and incorporate the birth and death of thunder and yin and yang into my martial arts. This has laid the foundation for the fifth level of martial arts to know fate."
"Between heaven and earth, practitioners must always choose a law as the foundation for progress. But this is not the case in swordsmanship."
"The way of swordsmanship requires fineness and sincerity. There is nothing else but the word "I". It emphasizes purity. The practice of swordsmanship is to use the Three Thousand Great Thousands as the sword sharpening stone to temper the sword intention in the chest. Therefore, swordsmanship practitioners love to be chivalrous and righteous. .”
"Because practicing chivalry and doing justice can be regarded as a kind of self-cultivation for sword cultivators."
"And because he doesn't stick to external things, swordsmanship is also the most courageous and diligent."
Feng Buhang took the military cavalry sword from Suche and pulled out a sword flower in his hand.
The reason why my "Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret" is so fast is thanks to the Blue Emperor Liquor Lord I got from the Zhongshan Meeting, which allows me to condense the Emperor's fluid every night.
And if you continue to practice, you will rarely be able to understand the Tao of Taiyin, and there will be less foreign objects in it.
Without the magical ability of Qing Dijue to condense the emperor's liquid, his cultivation would definitely be much slower.
However, the practice of swordsmanship is based on the "Ding Tianjun Sword". As long as you take it step by step, you can achieve success.
As for the purity Feng Buhang said, Su Che felt that he still lacked the concept of it, perhaps because he had not practiced enough.
"The ninth level of swordsmanship cultivates the sword intention, which is to condense the sword intention in the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows. The second step is to control the sword with the intention and guide the sword energy to defeat the enemy."
Feng Buxing swung his sword with his hand, and a sword energy shot out of the air, hitting the head of the snake demon hanging in the air, splashing a rain of blood.
"After passing this level, it is necessary to condense the sword energy and derive two changes. One is subtle and extremely subtle, and the other is vast and boundless, cutting down rivers and breaking mountains."
Feng Buxing put away his sword and stood up.
"At this level, it is the so-called practice of swordsmanship, and you have reached the seventh level of swordsmanship. I saw the third young master practicing sword moves, and it looked like a cloud, but he was quite unfamiliar, and the third young master still had to Put in some hard work."
"The younger generation will be taught."
Su Che felt ashamed for a moment, but also knew that Feng Buxing was teaching him with his vision of cultivation at the fifth level of martial arts.
"I followed Su Gong in the Northern Expedition and served together under Wei Huaiwen. When Fangtou was defeated, I got advice from Su Gong and learned the seven-style broken sword. Later I abandoned the sword and used a sword. This broken sword was not used much. Today I Then he passed on three of the techniques to the young master."
Feng Bubu looked at the crowd of Wuyundu soldiers who were surrounding him.
"You are destined to learn as much as you can today."
Regardless of whether it is the Northern Kingdom or the Southern Dynasty, the generals in the army love to teach and practice martial arts and educate the soldiers about their understanding of martial arts.
The army is no different than a sect. There are teachers who give little tips and the generals practice it. How much the sergeants can learn and comprehend all depends on their individual talents and future efforts.
Feng Buxing reminded Su Che today, on the one hand, it was to pave the way for this junior's future practice, and on the other hand, he also had the idea of passing on martial arts to the soldiers in Wuyun City.
Feng Buxing concentrated his energy and placed his mind on the sword in his hand.
Suche and the soldiers in Wuyun City around him watched silently, and for a moment, the camp seemed a little quiet.
"Clumsiness makes perfect."
The long sword was swung out, and the sword energy became like a storm sweeping the coast and the waves rushing.
Feng couldn't control the sword energy, and the sword style was blurry, reaching straight into the sky.
"Fail and then stand."
The sword posture turned again, the sword energy condensed like a mountain, Feng Buxing swung the sword in the air, and Su Che felt his breathing stagnant in his chest and abdomen.
The pressure of the sword was like a strong wind, and Su Che felt like there was a big mountain hanging above his head. As long as Feng Buxing made a slight move, the mountain would press down, and he would die without a burial place.
Su Che immediately understood that the Eunuch Feng in front of him had also practiced swordsmanship, and his cultivation level was definitely not low. Looking at his swordsmanship, it was clear that he was following a majestic path.
"The rain scatters the blue rainbow."
The sword energy was like a violent wave, and the sword's edge flashed like a violent storm. In the midst of this continuous sword force, everything came to an abrupt end.
The cold sword energy turned into a rainbow, and a white sword rainbow shot out from the blade, pointed directly at the sky, and cut off a corner of the white clouds hanging high in the sky.
Feng Buxing put away his sword and stood up. Su Che felt that he was holding back a breath that could not be released.
"Take the sword."
Feng Buxing used his right hand to draw a long sword out of the scabbard at the waist of the Wuyundu warrior.
Suche reached out to fish it out and held the hilt of the sword.
"Let's try the sword."
Feng Buxing said nothing. The sharp sword in his hand was used to attack Su Che with the sword among the three styles of broken swords.
The sword's light was sharp, and his moves were directed at the vital point. Feng Buxing's move was clearly intended to cut Young Master Su into pieces and fall under the sword.
Su Che held the sword in his hand and felt that he was in a strong wind. He could only pick up the Ding Tianjun sword and face it with his sword.
The sword light flashed, and Su Che felt as if he was standing on a lonely cliff at the end of the sea, facing the storm rolling up thousands of meters of waves, and could only hold on with the long sword in his hand.
If there was even a mistake in his breath, he would be turned into powder under Feng Buxing's violent sword energy.
Su Che forgot everything. At this moment, only the sword in his hand was his only support.
The sword blades crisscrossed, and the sword energy overflowed.
The Wuyundu soldiers who were watching the martial arts performance all looked on with serious expressions.
At first, Su Che's sword followed the rules of the Mirage Yuan Sword, picking out the subtle points between the sword lights, either pulling or teasing, retreating or hiding, and guarding the end of the game.
Then the situation gradually opened up, the movement opened and closed, the sword energy swept across, like a strong bow full of power, starting from the left and right, gradually accumulating power, and then turned to counterattack.
Feng Buhang on the other side had a cold face. He used the long sword in his hand slower and slower, and finally turned to the defensive. Only occasionally he launched a counterattack for a few moments, aiming at the weaknesses in Su Che's sword style.
After all, he was a son of a famous family, but Eunuch Feng actually gave him such tricks.
Among the soldiers, those who were proficient in swordsmanship immediately saw the clues in this.
Feng Buhang used his sword to pass on the sword, passing on the essence of these three sword moves to Master Su during the clash of sword edges.
At this moment, Feng Buxing let out a long roar and sheathed his sword again.
Su Che felt that his whole body was clear for a while, and there seemed to be the sound of swords chanting in the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.
"That's it for today."
Feng Buxing had a smile on his face: "Third Young Master, I will test my sword here every day from now on."
"Junior thanks Mr. Feng."
Suche saluted and thanked.
This kind of sword test is no less than a master passing on skills from a distance, and a sword discussion is equivalent to Feng Bu Xing imparting the essence of the three styles of residual sword to others through words and deeds.
"Haha, it will take a month to pass all these seven styles of broken swords to you."
Feng Buxing said with a smile: "When I return to Jiankang, I can give an explanation to Mr. Su."
