The ability of the second-level sword to suppress the third-level Taoism can be described as a miraculous skill.
This time, the pure sword energy poured out from the palms of Yunzhong's sleeves for no reason. Even though the little Taoist boy was already firmly established in the three realms, and even the Taoist leader Li Baoyu personally taught the Dharma, his Taoist skills must be superb, but Facing the sword energy in front of me that could be called flying flowers and sweeping leaves, coming and going erratically, with exquisite Taoist techniques, I was suddenly forced back a few steps. The talisman hung in front of me, but I was still unbeatable. I had no choice but to use the insignificant Taoist techniques. When unfolding, he was afraid of colliding with the sword energy and overturning the medicine house where others lived and survived. Therefore, every step was difficult, so he had to rely on his own cultivation to slowly sharpen it, and the sword penetrated all over the body like a bird hovering. The anger disappears.
When Feilai Peak had not yet moved, the little Taoist boy still remembered clearly when his master borrowed a hairpin-turned-sword to help Yun Zhong open his spiritual practice. Even when he met Wu Shuang Yunzhong later, he always felt that this little brother Yun was not at the level of his abilities. Gao Ming, now that he has finally stepped into the third realm and got down the mountain as he wished, how can he face the sword energy of the second realm, but it is so energy-consuming. No matter how high-minded his master is in using talismans, he is reluctant to admit that he is gifted with extraordinary talents and has a magical appearance. Now when he hands them out, most of them are chewed up by the sword energy. He is actually quite calm and leisurely, and the sword energy is still there. spare energy.
What is most difficult for the Taoist boy to deal with is that his inner energy is not abundant at first, but Yun Zhong just woke up and for some reason, he turned all the inner energy that had been warmed for a long time into sword energy and handed it out, even though the sword energy was chaotic and chaotic. He has never faced the person in the house, but the victory is that the sword energy is majestic, and it seems to be endlessly rushing out from the sleeves and lapels. Although the Taoism is high, the internal energy is really weak.
So in the end, the little Taoist boy was feeling depressed and simply put away all the Taoist talismans. He didn't care about feeling sorry for the talismans that he had spent many days drawing while trapped in the mountains. Instead, he raised one hand to face the explosion in the house. The sword energy was loose and loose, making a circle appear on the palm of the hand.
The little finger occupied the heart, the first finger made a circle, and then lightly touched the two fingers. From the beginning to the end, he never used his left hand, and then he faced the sword energy in front of him with his bare hands.
Despite reaching this point, Zhao Ziyang and Li Fu'an were still firmly protected behind them by the Taoist boy. Just as they were about to stand up to help, the Taoist boy's talisman fluttered and pushed the two of them onto the bed, using only one palm to hold the sword.
When the Taoist boy was still young, he never thought that this old Taoist who teased him all the time to call him master was some kind of master of Taoism. He didn't even think that he had to stay peacefully on the mountain for many years, thinking about it all day long and breaking his head. I wanted to go down the mountain to take a look, but although the old Taoist was not necessarily an expert, he couldn't beat him. It wasn't until Li Baoyu brought out a Yin and Yang diagram and slapped twice at the place where the clouds and mist came out that the Taoist boy suddenly felt, This old Niubi has something after all.
So in the eyes of Zhao Ziyang and Li Fu'an, the Taoist boy spat out a solid ball of lightning, splitting it into two pieces, black and white. With one palm strike, the sword energy collapsed and dispersed. No trace of it leaked out. In an instant, only the breeze filled the room.
Li Fuan's face twitched, and he quietly hid the water bag containing wine in his hand. He looked at Zhao Ziyang, who also had a slightly stiff expression. The latter was also quite unkind. He threw the water bag to the side of Li Fuan's bed and safely pulled the quilt away. After getting inside, maybe he was really exhausted, or maybe he was really intimidated by the Taoist boy who couldn't reach his waist and abdomen. After a while, Li Fuan started snoring like thunder, but he still stared at the Taoist boy's palm without moving his eyes. Zhao Ziyang, no matter how he thinks about it, he doesn't know that there is such a magical power in Taoism.
The Taoist boy in the medicine house picked up Yun Zhong's ears and looked at him for a long time. He held his chin and thought about it. He felt that it was time for Yun Zhong to wake up. His Dantian and meridians were well rested, and the scary scene of haze and mist was waiting for him. , also disappeared with the thorny sword energy just now, but no matter how much he used the medicine, Yun Zhong still didn't make any movement, lying down peacefully, his complexion had not changed for a long time, looking at Zhao Ziyang and Li Fu'an. Much stronger.
"This is not the first time that this boy has had a nightmare. I think he had it twice when he was still on the mountain. But when I asked again, he never said what kind of vision he encountered in the dream. Later, he simply didn't. Go and ask more questions. Firstly, my junior brother is quite guilty when he lies, so you can naturally tell the clues. Secondly, if you force your junior brother to lie, then even if you know about it, you may not be able to answer your questions."
Zhao Ziyang shook his head and looked at Yun Zhong, feeling helpless.
"I have heard that Master once said that there is nothing trivial about a big dream in the human world. It can be said that a martial artist enters the spiritual world in one night. It can be said that the ordinary world touches the mysterious world in a moment. It can be big or small. Although you don't listen carefully, it can be roughly It can also be guessed that it has something to do with entering the Tao. Maybe this time entering the Tao has brought great benefits, otherwise it would not have been so strenuous to receive the sword energy just now." The Taoist boy sat by the window of the medicine house, swinging his legs back and forth, looking at it intentionally or unintentionally. Looking at the crooked handwriting written by Yun Zhong just now, he sighed with emotion, "That sword energy is not like the sword energy of the second realm. Master said at the beginning that the stronger the foundation of the swordsman, the weaker the sword energy will be. But Brother Yun The sword energy is different, it's clear that I have never walked through the sword energy, the sword gang, or the high-hanging building, and I just received it forcefully. It is extremely strong, and I really feel weird."
"This junior brother of mine used to seem ordinary and ordinary, but over the years, it seems that no matter what he does, it is not strange. He has a mature and prudent temperament, but he always cannot stand the injustice of life and death. If you take action, the city will be two points lower than those people outside who claim to be willful and frivolous."
"This trip out of Nangong Mountain, I never thought that my junior brother would be able to fulfill his wish, but after all, he is a senior brother, and he couldn't bear to be trapped in one place all day long, so he did not hesitate to ride a horse and carry this boy back and forth countless times outside the border. , almost costing the lives of three people, and finally set foot on the road to the world from the Palace of Hell."
"If my junior brother can't do anything good for you, it would be best if God blinds you. There's no use keeping it anyway."
The Taoist boy casually picked up the rice paper on the table, glanced at it, and put it back down again, laughing for no reason.
What is written on the rice paper is that senior brother can go on his own.
In Xiaojie, Yun Zhong slept comfortably all night. Although his injuries were not healed, his whole body felt much better. After opening the door and getting up in the morning, he went to the street not far away to eat a bowl of tofu pudding that was not expensive in the early morning, and then chose some Fresh vegetables were in season, and he returned home by himself, but he did not practice sword practice. Instead, he picked out a volume of books from the library collection of the mansion, and read the book like he did in the past. He lay down on the head of the stone lion, put his feet up, and read quietly.
In addition to the excellent location, the mansion here also has a large collection of books. Sometimes many Confucian scholars and scholars would come to Yunzhong's residence to borrow two volumes of books, and then they would come to return them after copying them. It can be said to be an all-encompassing sentence, regardless of whether it is a solitary copy of the previous sages or a book about the terrain and mountains and rivers, two of them can be found, and even a lot of books that are called wild fox Zen and unrefined by many students in the city can be found.
Mr. Zhou in the small town once told Yun Zhong that the shortcoming of Yun Zhong's reading of books is that he just looks at them without asking for a deeper understanding. He will definitely not be able to learn in the future. Others who read the books want to chew the flesh and bones in them. However, Yun Zhong only tasted it briefly, knowing that there were only a few things mentioned in the book and he didn't have much thought about it. After going up the mountain from Yunzhong, although I have read several books, unfortunately I still have not escaped from the four words "not asking for a thorough explanation", and I prefer those remote books called Yehu Zen. I often can't put them down and read them in a hurry like a storybook. Then I no longer want to go back and review from time to time.
Now Yun Zhong also picked up a volume called Wild Fox Zen, read it until noon, simmered three or two dishes of side dishes, put them away in a food box, and leisurely went to Ye Zhai's house, where he had a few sips of wine. , met Mrs. Ye who had just recovered from her illness, and the three of them chatted for a long time. Then they went back home, picked up the iron ruler, and wandered to the door of the blacksmith shop. They were not in a hurry to enter, but I put a box of cakes in front of the blacksmith shop, thought for a moment, pulled my legs back from the steps, and went straight up the mountain in a boat, where I received a good beating.
It was like this for more than ten days in a row. At noon, I teamed up with Ye Zhai and his wife to compete with each other on their cooking skills. After that, I was satisfied and walked around the street for a while. I went to a refreshment shop to pick up a box of cakes and put them on the door of the blacksmith shop. Then he took an old man's boat to the mountains on the other side, tasted the sword energy, and then left with wounds all over his body.
Until the autumn wind in Xiaojie was cold and the clouds in the sky were already about to be frozen into pieces and fall. After noon, Yun Zhong, who had put on some clothes, carried a box of cakes and placed it in front of the blacksmith shop. Before leaving, it was I was stopped by an old man who rarely went out. I was about to refuse, but thinking about the old man's temper, I stepped in happily.
The iron ruler had been snatched into the hands of the still shirtless old man since he entered the door. It had a faint sword shape before showing its sharpness, but the old man threw it into the fire without mercy and beat it into a forty-four sword again. The square iron ruler, and the sword energy contained in it, also collapsed under the axe.
"I'm giving you this good iron, but I'm not asking you to do my job. If you really want to copy the gourd and the gourd, why would you be needed? Go catch an ape in the mountains, beat and scold you for several years, and you'll know how to forge a sword." You are just familiar with it, but you may not be as clever as that ape."
At this time, Yun Zhong, who obediently bowed his head and was scolded, remembered that this iron ruler was very much like his own sword of water and fire. Now that he thought about what the old man said, he immediately wiped away his shame and anger.
The old man kept chattering, saying that Yun Zhong's ability in picking crispy cakes was not bad. Nowadays, the crispy cakes he picks are becoming more and more palatable. For many years, he couldn't taste the taste. Now he can actually taste the peach blossom fragrance and bitter bamboo in the crispy cakes. It is rare for him to feel better. Otherwise, when this iron ruler really fell into Yun Zhong's hands, he would never say a word about it.
At nightfall, the old man would move the blacksmithing objects to the backyard and guard the ancient well. He kept banging on it, causing the water in the well to ripple.
Spreading out the beautiful moonlight on the film.
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