There has always been a saying in the Yizhang realm that it is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. This is true whether you are a scholar doing learning or a martial artist practicing martial arts. At the moment, Yun Zhong just didn't want to put the wooden oar aside and let the water flow push him, causing his swordsmanship to retreat. So he didn't think too much about it, and pulled out the picture from under the rice paper on the desk, holding his breath and watching it intently.
Although Wu Shuang was usually very stingy, he never kept secrets from these four disciples. This scroll with sword marks on it is naturally not ordinary: the paper used alone is extremely exquisite, especially Liu. Qing said that the color of this paper is yellowish, not as white as raw and ripe Xuan, and the ink embellishment has an ancient meaning. Although it has never been favored by literati, it is more than a hundred times more expensive than ordinary rice paper. It is unique to Xia Song Kingdom in Zhongzhou. Topaz naturally fertile in the mountains is ground into powder, and then dozens of materials are selected, and bamboo is pounded and submerged. The mortar requires dozens of processes before it can be made into paper. It will not burn when exposed to dark fire, and the paper surface will not fade for ten years and will not become brittle for hundreds of generations. Even many of the most confidential letters in the military were written on Huangshan paper. Even if they were left in the treasury for several dynasties, the handwriting was still legible.
Such a piece of Huangshan paper, which is of high quality and is considered to be the best choice, not only costs tens of millions of dollars, but also the sword picture on it is very old. How can it be an ordinary thing.
But when Yun Zhong first raised his eyes to look at the picture, he couldn't even see the brush strokes on the picture clearly. He couldn't help but feel dizzy. He immediately pressed his forehead with one palm and frowned fiercely.
Although it was not as painful as Qiuhu's in the stomach, it still made Yun Zhong feel tight in his chest and abdomen, and his stomach rolled. After settling for a long time, he grabbed a pot of cool tea by the window lattice and poured it in three or two sips. I suppressed my dizziness.
When I looked at the sword diagram again, I found that there was nothing on the sword diagram. There was no sign of the sword god just now, which was as sharp as the cold wind cutting my face. There was only a blank piece of Huangshan paper lying quietly on the table.
"It's weird. With my naked eyes, how can I still eat the shape of a sword?" Yun Zhong was stunned for a long time. He lifted up the picture scroll and looked up and down. It was indeed empty, not to mention the sword god. The main body of the shape, as well as the ink stains that were originally splashed around, were not left, which immediately made the young man speechless.
Originally, my master was extremely stingy. If he really threw away this sword picture and divine will, when it was time to leave seclusion, I was afraid that I would suffer even more than when I ran into the mountains.
"Junior brother, do you understand that sword picture?" It happened to be at this time that someone outside the door asked loudly before even entering the house.
It is said that when a house leaks when it rains all night, good fortune and misfortune never come alone. However, the young man never thought that it would come so quickly. He quickly stuffed the Huangshan paper into his arms, pretended to be nonchalant, and said with a stiff smile, "Elder brother It's a rare visit, so I'd better drink some tea first. I haven't had time to look at the sword picture yet, and I'm busy studying the sword marks on the rice paper, and I seem to have benefited a lot."
However, Liu Qing waved his hand and said calmly, "I'll skip the tea. I suddenly remembered that the master had told me something. When observing the picture, if you can't resist the sword and rush straight to the top door, then go ahead first." Hang far away, step by step, and sooner or later you will be able to fulfill God's will."
The young man could only laugh awkwardly, and frequently covered his chest as he spoke, "Senior Brother said it is absolutely true, Junior Brother has taken note of it."
"Let senior brother take a look at the sword diagram. If you can't see clearly for the time being, senior brother can use the Dao Qingxin Mingmu Formation to help the younger junior brother." Although Liu Qing looked at his junior brother's evasive look, which was extremely unnatural, but it was okay. He didn't point it out, he just said in a friendly manner, "It's about the method of cultivation. It's better to understand it more early. If you want to take further steps based on this position, you have to realize it on your own."
The young man looked at his senior brother's half-smiling look, hesitated for a long time, and then took out the blank Huangshan paper from his arms with a sullen expression. He lowered his head and handed it to the senior brother's hand with fear, and whispered, "Junior brother is not deliberately lying, it's really like this The sword picture is strange, my junior brother couldn't take a single look at it. At first I thought it was spinning, but when I looked at it again, it turned into a blank Huangshan paper. That's why I didn't dare to tell the truth to my senior brother, please punish me."
The scholar took the paper, looked it up and down carefully, and frowned one after another. After looking at the front and back, he swiped his finger across the paper and said in confusion, "Junior brother is just looking at it. It shouldn't be like this. How can this paper be used?" It is really extremely difficult to erase all the ink marks on it. Master said that this sword picture was left by a Taoist with extremely high achievements in swordsmanship in ancient times. Not to mention that his cultivation level is comparable to the five realms, and this picture is even more... Painted with Xuntan ink, it is hard for a monk in the third or fourth realms to be able to remove this ink so cleanly. Junior brother, why don’t you think about it carefully, apart from just looking at it, what else have you done?"
Seeing that his senior brother didn't blame him, the young man was slightly relieved. After pondering for a while, he suddenly remembered the sword mark on the rice paper on the table, and quickly took it, "I just got the sword picture, and I have only touched this sword that someone left on the rice paper." Mark, maybe this sword mark is a little weird, senior brother might as well take a look."
"Don't be in a hurry, let's take a look." Liu Qing stood up, and immediately raised his hand to draw in the air several times, flashing his single fingers one after another. After a while, he was able to arrange a formation around his body. The eye of the formation happened to fall in the middle of his forehead, and he focused on the Looking at the strange sword marks.
Ordinary large formation eyes are usually concealed by people and hidden somewhere in the formation. It is rare for people to expose the formation eyes. The formation eyes are like warriors covering the door, so they naturally need to be carefully hidden. If the formation eyes are asked to be found, at the same time Under such circumstances, breaking the formation is as easy as picking something out of a bag, but this large formation is unusual. An eye appears between a person's eyebrows, and the divine light flickers in the blink of an eye, which is very like the arrival of an immortal.
"This method seems very scary at first glance, but when you observe things with this array, you can see clearly clearly." The scholar saw that the young man seemed a little scared, so he explained on his own, "In ancient times, there was a saying that a leaf blinds the eyes, and one cannot see the Nanshan Mountain rising up to the Heavenly Gate. Therefore, the formation is called the leaf-picking formation, which allows all the inner energy of the body to gather on the top of the head, and everything can be seen clearly."
"Senior brother's realm is extremely high. I wonder when he will be able to look down on his horse." Yun Zhong flattered him shamelessly, scratching his head and laughing.
Liu Qing looked at the piece of rice paper, but kept saying with a chuckle, "Don't flatter me, this method won't take long. Junior brother, you have to learn it. If you are slow to learn, then senior brother will have to add insult to injury to master." "Fan, it is said that Mr. Yun was drunk and left the sword picture outside the mountain gate. At that time, depending on the temperament of the master, the oil and water accumulated in the body of the junior brother may be at stake."
With a flash of divine light, the original straight sword mark on the paper rose up into the air, and the roof beams of the house quietly melted away, just like the sun suddenly appeared in spring and the remaining snow faded away.
Nangong is a thousand feet tall, and the sword energy is more than a few thousand feet strong when pressed against Nangong.
The sword energy is eight thousand feet long, and it wants to reach the horizon and kill the immortal.
