Three realms versus four realms.
Lingxi and Ta Yao.
Throughout the ages, there have been many outstanding talents in the practice of Taoism. However, those who can defeat the four realms by virtue of the three realms are always rare. This is probably the only so-called justice that God has in dealing with practitioners who are struggling to climb up the spiritual path. It is natural and natural that people at high levels can overwhelm those at low levels. Even if there is an occasional situation where a weak attack is used to strengthen the matter, most of them have such a great victory at hand, such as those foreign objects that can improve their abilities, or they can take advantage of others when they are exhausted. A sudden sneak attack at the right time and a successful blow can change the fate of a person in a low situation.
The difference between Tao and Xing is like a chasm in nature. It needs to be filled with almost hard-to-find means and external objects in order to be able to fight.
Yun Zhong's ability is far from being ever-changing. If we take it a step further, his cultivation in sword energy is probably comparable to that of the first sight of heaven and earth. The method that is most deeply immersed is still cultivation. Swordsmanship is quite boring in people's eyes. As for sword intention, although it has become increasingly perfect, in the eyes of those great swordsmanship seniors, most of them are still outside the hall, far from reaching that level of mastery and incompetence. Obstacles, the movement depends on the depth of your heart. Even if it is seen by the brothers in Nangong Mountain, as far as cultivation is concerned, Yun Zhong's talent, at least in front of the four realms, is really a bit pitiful. The other brothers are all going smoothly, almost without spending much hard work or hardship. The mind is exhausted and worried, and it is like crossing the three realms naturally. However, Yun Zhong staggered and struggled to walk. He went back and forth between the realms of life and death several times before he climbed to the three realms with bruises all over his body.
Back then in Nangong Mountain, Liu Qing was unwilling to let this young junior brother in the mountain survive the second realm with Xu Dan, because foreign objects did not belong to him after all. From ancient times, this old thing of breaking through the realm with Xu Dan was a strange thing. Less, and even if Yun Zhong thought about it again and again, and tried to break into the second realm with difficulty, he would still be like a small and shriveled gourd, and the Tao Tao's inner energy would be like a jar full of wine. There is internal energy, but the gourd is still the same gourd. If the Xu Dan is exploded, it will be no small matter.
Perhaps when Yun Zhong, who had just entered the mountain gate, thought about it, the two realms are both strange and difficult heavenly gates, not to mention the illusory third realm. I am afraid that only senior brothers and other masters can be so talented that they can conquer the sky. Being involved in the three realms of Lingxi, I am just a junior who has just stepped into cultivation. I have never dared to think about the scenery of the three realms.
As the saying goes, hard work can make up for weakness. However, for those who have never been out of a small town since childhood and have seen many strong men who have worked hard in the countryside and are still unable to support their families, the so-called hard work can make up for weakness is more like a desperate struggle to catch their breath.
There are many things that Yun Zhong, who is still in the small town, understand better than Yun Zhong who lives high on Nangong Mountain. At that time, Yun Zhong was no different from the men in the town. After suffering, he became like this. Enlightenment.
There shouldn't be any distractions during the time when two people are fighting each other, but it is the time when competing in the three realms and the fourth realm is tantamount to wishing for death. However, Yun Zhong's mind is open at this moment.
"How did you know that I was going to take action tonight?" The figure wrapped in the fresh air was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he walked to a distance of three feet in front of Yun Zhong, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and spoke calmly. Yun Zhong came out of his moment of confusion and said, "Besides, how can you be so sure about your future life? I won't kill you."
Yun Zhong didn't know where he heard this rule. It said that the distance of three feet when talking was the etiquette among martial arts warriors. After all, even among ordinary martial arts masters, even if they were three feet away, they could be separated in an instant. It's just a matter of etiquette, but it leaves a momentary gap for the other party to react. Of course, for practitioners, three feet is really not that far away. Regardless of the sword energy formation or the stabbing of swords and spears, they can cross three feet in a flash. However, since the kindness of the four realms in front of me, Yun Zhong was not ignorant of etiquette, so he returned the gift, put away his sword, and sat cross-legged in the thick snow.
"Juniors are not talented. In fact, since the moment I entered Shanlan City, I have known that there are talented swordsmen in the city. It is difficult to see their realm in the mountains and rivers."
"The old man at the sewing shop who advised me not to get involved in the affairs of the city, although he only briefly demonstrated the method of moving water with his thoughts, it looked most like an ordinary magic trick. A layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the secret. Although I dare not falsely claim that I am a master of swordsmanship, although the water flow is soft and light, it has the same beauty as the sword energy. Moreover, because of the sharp energy around me, even though it has been dormant for many years, it still remains undiminished.
Every cent. "
An old man and a young man, it didn't look like they were about to spar, but more like they had known each other for many years, and they were sitting and talking. The old blacksmith twirled his beard and nodded, his whole body was wrapped in fresh air, but his expression was quite relaxed and gentle. The swordsman without a sword in his hand said leisurely, There was not much panic on their faces. The wind came and went and the snow flew away, but both of them remained calm.
"Then how did you recognize me? Logically speaking, they have been dormant for these years, so there shouldn't be any exceptions. In the Jiazi years, Shanlan City has always had a lot of passers-by. Master, in the end, I was found out by you, a junior, and I am really unwilling to do so." The old blacksmith is really too old. He is the same age as the crazy iron-eating man Yunzhong is more familiar with, and they both have white skin. Yes, it's just that after being trapped in a blacksmith's shop where flints were splashing for many years, his clothes are not neat and clean. Even now, there is still a lot of hearth dust on his face, which makes him look even more ridiculous. There is no master's demeanor left.
"I'm probably not the only one who noticed it. If there are other masters in the city, they should also be able to detect the lingering lingering lingering scent of sword energy in the city. He is indeed a master who excels in all aspects. This junior is impressed."
This was not a sign of flattery because he knew he was invincible, but Yun Zhong asked himself that even if he forcibly raised his cultivation level with the red dragon and approached the height of the fifth realm, perhaps his sword will and sword power would still be inferior to the man in front of him. An old man with a burnt face and even his beard is black and white. If the realm can be temporarily lifted by foreign objects, such as the almost lost panacea of ancient times, or foreign objects such as the red dragon, which can temporarily steal the secret of heaven and bypass numerous obstacles, then The sword intention and power contained in the sword energy are different from those of cultivation. Except for great talents who have learned it over many years, it is difficult for others to have such power.
When he walked from Yunzhong to the slope outside the city and hid in a tree hole for a while, Yunzhong almost sensed the sword intent that could be called a soaring dragon entrenched in the city.
If the sword energy could capture stars, then stars would be seen all over the mountains and fields.
The sword energy that had sunk but not yet risen was so strong that he felt frightened without even using his five senses too much. And it is probably hard for anyone to expect that an old man who knows how to beat the sword every day is actually a peerless master.
"Really, then it seems like you don't have to worry too much." The blacksmith murmured, and looked back at Shanlan City with some uneasiness. He had spent a lot of time in this city, so he was quite familiar with the structure of the city, but Even so, he couldn't see through the city wall, and he didn't know what was happening in the tailor shop just one street away from the blacksmith shop.
So the blacksmith stood up from the cross-legged posture again. He did not use his hands, but only relied on the strength of his toes to prop himself up. He stepped back a hundred steps, then smiled at Yun Zhong, and took out the gun with the paste from behind him. When Pan Hen's long-handled hammer came, he didn't take into account the so-called seniors and juniors at all. Instead, he talked about them as peers and lightly cupped his fists. ap.
At the moment when he held his fist, the hammer that had been used to knock sword tires for many years rested on the wooden handle of the hammer, and the hammer head trembled, and then fell inch by inch into the snow. At this time, there was nothing more conspicuous about Shanlan City. The old blacksmith was not ridiculed by the occasional visitor for his old hammer.
Ordinary weapons can hit the sword body that is not an ordinary weapon. Only this flying sword, which shines in the hands of the blacksmith and fills the city with sword energy, can compete with that sword body. What's more, this sword has been warm and nourished for more than sixty years. Sixty years of dormancy in a city, sixty years of fighting with the same sword.
"The sword is named Liu Chi Alley. I didn't know how to name it since I was a child. It was smelted from hundreds of soldiers. It was forged by several unknown masters. I inherited it."
Whether it was intentional or not, the old blacksmith still did not forget to announce the name of the sword. Yun Zhong, who stretched out two fingers again and pointed at the sword, was startled. He looked at his two fingers and finally couldn't help but laugh at himself.
It was clearly a swordsman's competition, but there was no sword in his hand. It was a bit disrespectful no matter what.
"The name of the sword is Two Fingers. There is no need to give it a name. It was not born and raised by the earth. It was born from parents and no one made it. Fortunately, the fingers and arms were not broken. I will use it for the time being. I will give it to you."
Chilong, who was much stronger than before, was also shocked by the sword power of the person in front of him. He changed from a red rope to a dragon body and wrapped it around Yunzhong. When he looked at the person in front of him, he couldn't say what he was afraid of. He still narrowed his eyes and never held back his inner energy. If there is any external object on the body that can help oneself to attack the strong with the weak, at this time, there is only this red dragon to rely on. The competition is a competition, but it is nothing more than the bright side.
Discussing is often not considered a discussion. Only by winning or losing can the secret intentions be put on the table.
This is also the etiquette in the competition.
So in the blink of an eye, large formations rose up one after another in a radius of tens of feet around the blacksmith, almost stationary, raging winds, vines flowing with fire, water waves and thunder, competing to twist towards the blacksmith holding the six-foot alley, the sword energy followed closely behind, and the last attack was the first. to.
In the Duansui Mountain, the crazy old man was almost completely unconscious due to the fire that made the sword in the belly of the mountain. He sat up silently and stared at the rising and roaring fire in the middle of the sky. It was rare to see joy on his face these days, but at any time What came next was the shocking sword intent that he sensed with his powerful five senses. The sword intent was quite familiar, as if it was the blacksmith who suppressed him into the Duansu Mountain a while ago. The sword intent was also like this, even from a distance. There is no such thing as awe-inspiring and upright, let alone rare in the world. It just makes people feel quite familiar.
"The sword is right here, whether I can get it or not, what do I have to worry about?"
So the old man lay down again, turned over, and dozed off in the face of the endless fire that he had uprooted in the first place.
