The four disciples responsible for guarding the mountain gate were very nervous at this moment.
Such sword intent has never been seen in the head of his own family. Who is this young man in front of him? ! There is such a mighty and invincible sword intent.
Although the four of them admired and feared Yang Qingyuan's martial arts and swordsmanship, the power of the Bashan Sword Sect should not be violated lightly.
The four disciples guarding the mountain have secretly decided in their hearts that if Yang Qingyuan really wants to break through, they will fight the enemy with their swords even if they risk their lives! Don’t break the pride of Bashan Sword Sect!
Just when the four decided to draw their swords.
A gentle voice came from the mountainside.
"Young Master Yang, you are true to your word and have come to keep your appointment. I'm sorry for the delay in welcoming you from afar, but please come up to the mountain to talk with me."
Hearing this voice, the four disciples breathed a sigh of relief, and the master came forward.
Although they are willing to use their swords for the dignity of the Bashan Sword Sect, it is naturally better to be alive!
"Young Master Yang! Please!"
Taking the reins from the hands of Yang Qingyuan and the other three, the leader cupped his fists and saluted!
Yang Qingyuan nodded slightly and walked towards the mountain.
The three of them walked up the mountain road, and saw an old man in a green robe making tea in a pavilion halfway up the mountain. A refreshing fragrance of tea filled the air.
Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin didn't know who he was, but Yang Qingyuan knew from the endless sword intent in his body that the person in front of him was the contemporary Gu Taoist of the Bashan Sword Sect.
Although he is called Taoist Gu, the old man does not have the slightest Taoist appearance. Instead, he looks more like a hermit.
Entering the pavilion halfway up the mountain, Yang Qingyuan sat directly opposite Gu Daoren.
"Young Master Yang is so blessed! This is the Mengding Nectar that I treasure, and I am reluctant to give it to others to drink."
As he spoke, the water had boiled.
Taoist Gu poured another spoonful of river water into it.
"Tea from Mengding Mountain is water from the heart of the Yangtze River. This Mengding nectar must be boiled three times with water from the heart of the Yangtze River. Only then can the aroma and mellowness of Mengding nectar be brought into full play! It is true that famous water and famous tea complement each other."
Yang Qingyuan nodded in understanding.
He discovered that as people get older, they like these fascinating things.
Taoist Mu is like this, and Taoist Gu is also like this. After looking at it,
Although Yang Qingyuan is a scholar, he is also a layman.
He can't drink good wine, and he can't taste good tea.
In his eyes, no matter how good the wine or tea is, they are not as good as the delicacies of Qingwuyuan.
But now that he is a guest here, Yang Qingyuan still behaves in a way that I like very much. The host still has to give him face!
Gu Daoren poured three cups of tea and handed one to Yang Qingyuan. There were only two cups left. With a flick of his sleeve, a soft stream of true energy held up the two cups of tea and delivered them to Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin's hands.
"You two should also try this fragrant tea!"
The power of manipulating the true energy of the Dongxuan Realm is indeed not comparable to that of the general Yuanhua Realm. If one has to use one's own true power to activate the vitality of the world, anything that does not have absolute control power will not be able to operate satisfactorily.
"Emei Zhou Zhiruo has met Senior Gu!"
Gu Daoren nodded slightly to indicate that Emei and Bashan were both in Shu. Although their relationship was not close, they still had basic courtesy.
As for Lin Xuemin, she could not be considered a member of the martial arts community yet. She just performed a simple lady's ceremony.
Although Zhou Zhiruo has an unusual background, she was just a fisherman's girl when she was young. After getting married in Emei, she had little contact with such things. Therefore, although she tastes tea elegantly, she is essentially the same as Yang Qingyuan and does not understand the subtleties.
Lin Xuemin was born into a wealthy family and was involved in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea.
After tasting the cup of fragrant tea, Lin Xuemin smiled sweetly.
Seeing this, Daoren Gu thought she was impressed by his tea, and smiled, "Girl, how do you like this tea?!"
Lin Xuemin held the teacup and nodded, "This tea is the top-quality Mengding nectar, which is really fragrant. The water from the heart of the Yangtze River complements this tea..."
Gu Daoren nodded with satisfaction.
"only……"
"Just what?!" Gu Daoren asked.
"It's just that the method of making tea seems a little inferior compared to the tea and water..."
After saying that, Lin Xuemin obediently hid behind Yang Qingyuan.
Yang Qingyuan smiled bitterly in his heart, this girl is here to stir up trouble! What nonsense are you talking about? ?
Gu Daoren's face looked slightly worried.
You can say that his swordsmanship is average, but you can never say that he is not good at making tea.
His swordsmanship is generally extraordinary, and the world can judge for himself.
But his tea was indeed not brewed well, so he could only fool an arty person like Yang Qingyuan.
Once you meet someone as knowledgeable as Lin Xuemin, your true colors will be revealed immediately!
"Young and ignorant! Young and ignorant!"
Yang Qingyuan could only apologize. With Lin Xuemin's cleverness, he suspected that this girl was just trying to provoke him into a fight with Gu Daoren. She was a scheming girl!
But the battle between him and Gu Daoren was already inevitable.
"Young Master Yang, you've finished your tea now! It's time to talk about business!"
"At this?!"
Gu Daoren said, "Let's go to the sword washing platform of my Bashan Sword Sect!"
Lifting the green willow beside him, Gu Daoren swept towards the mountain.
Yang Qingyuan said to Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin, "Let's go!"
Say it. Yang Qingyuan led the two of them to follow Gu Daoren.
The three of them followed Gu Daoren to the sword washing platform of the Bashan Sword Sect.
The Sword Washing Platform is the place where Bashan Sword Sect disciples are taught swordsmanship and compete in martial arts. All Bashan Sword Sect disciples are taught swords here.
The disciples of Bashan who have returned from traveling also need to come to the sword-washing pool of the sword-washing platform to drink the water from the night rain and autumn pond and wash away the turmoil and bloody grievances on their swords.
"Liu Yinsong is a traitor to our sect. Master Yang killed him for the sake of the court's law. Originally, Gu had no reason to take action for him, but Master Yang is still a member of Wuzhong after all. A member of Wuzhong defeated my Bashan Sword Sect. Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword has cleared the door for our Bashan Sword Sect, and if you tell anyone about it, it will really damage the reputation of our Bashan Sword Sect!"
Wudang is Wudang, and Zhang Sanfeng is Zhang Sanfeng. This point still needs to be distinguished.
If Zhang Sanfeng breaks the Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword, everyone will think that the Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword is indeed magical and worthy of the True Martial Arts Master himself. But if the rest of the martial arts break the Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword, people will be suspicious of Hui Feng. Is Wuliu Sword worthy of its name?
Gu Daoren landed on the east side of the sword washing platform, "Gu, as the head of the Bashan Sword Sect, should rectify the name of our sect's Hui Feng Wu Liu Jian!"
"Young Master Yang! Please!"
What Gu Daoren is facing now is not Yang Xueshi and Yang Shaoqing from the imperial court, but Yang Qingyuan from the Wudang Sect.
Like a startling silhouette, Yang Qingyuan also landed lightly on the sword washing platform and stood opposite him.
Gu Daoren raised his sword, Green Willow, and slowly drew it out. The cold sword energy was approaching, and the flashing sword light was green.
"The sword is named Green Willow. It is three feet four inches long and weighs five pounds and nine taels. It is made of ten thousand years of green gold. It is light and elegant, strong and soft at the same time. It is the sword worn by all the masters of my Bashan Sword Sect."
Yang Qingyuan nodded, it was indeed a good sword.
In fact, if there is a life and death fight, Yang Qingyuan can even seize the sword from Gu Daoren, and the green willow will be more effective than Gu Daoren.
If Green Willow is lost, Gu Daoren's combat power will be reduced by more than 30%.
In the past, the sword demon Dugu Qiubai once said: There are five realms of swords: sharp sword, soft sword, heavy sword, wooden sword, and no sword.
Although this is one of the peaks of swordsmanship, it is not the only one.
Gu Daoren's swordsmanship is to specialize in one sword, Dancing Willows in the Return Wind!
"Where's your sword?!"
Yang Qingyuan's sword was originally a green sword obtained from Zhending County, Pingshan County.
This is the sword worn by General Ji Han and Longyin Saint General Zhao Xiang. Although this sword is extremely sharp and can cut iron like mud, it is not consistent with Yang Qingyuan's nature.
During the battle with An Yunshan, Yang Qingyuan forcibly used Sword Twenty-Three.
The Qingzhi Sword couldn't withstand the supreme sword power of Jian Twenty-san and broke apart, leaving it in Dali Temple.
And after Yang Qingyuan understood the ntr swordsmanship - Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong, there was absolutely no shortage of swords.
Generally speaking, enemies are not worthy of Yang Qingyuan's sword, but when Yang Qingyuan needs to use his sword, he can just grab it.
Therefore, Yang Qingyuan has never been looking for a sword. When his martial arts has reached his level, ordinary swords are of little use.
And true magic weapons in the world are rare, so Yang Qingyuan simply stopped wearing his sword for the time being.
Yang Qingyuan made a sword trick with his fingers, and Zhou Zhiruo's sword moved with the sword's intention and fell into his hand.
"The sword broke before I lowered it, so I can only use it to compete with Master Gu."
"please!"
Gu Daoren was not polite either. The sword intent that Yang Qingyuan had just released at the mountain gate had already shown that this opponent was still above him.
"Keng!"
A sword flew down into the air, the sword energy was fierce, as if the clouds and mist were cut in half, lingering and round, but the sword energy soared into the sky.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Yang Qingyuan came here not only to have a showdown with Gu Daoren, but also to see and learn Huifeng Wu Liujian.
He is not a person like Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, who only pursues the art of swordsmanship.
The way of the sword is the foundation or the sword is the use.
These are two things that have always been controversial among swordsmen in the world.
Ximen and Ye Gu are undoubtedly the examples of swordsmanship, while Yang Qingyuan is the representative of swordsmanship.
Yang Qingyuan drew his sword, and the sword blew the willows like a breeze.
Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng!
Among Gu Long's original works, Wudang's "Liang Yi Divine Sword", Kunlun's "Flying Dragon Dajiu Style" and Bashan Sword School's "Seven Seven Forty-Nine Hands Hui Feng Dancing Willow Sword" are known as the three major swordsmanship of Taoism. .
The Huashan School's Thirteen Qingfeng Styles and the Demon Sect's incomparable and soul-stunning Nine Styles are especially outstanding.
Yang Qingyuan does not agree with this statement. At such a level of swordsmanship, the mysterious power cannot be fully expressed by words and diagrams. It depends more on the person who uses the swordsmanship.
The basic Wudang swordsmanship in the hands of Yang Qingyuan is not comparable to the Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword from a disciple of the Bashan Sword Sect.
The name of Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword is Seven Seven Forty Nine Hands, but to Gu Daoren, Seven Seven Forty Nine Hands is just a general reference, and its sword moves are endless and unpredictable.
When swordsmanship has reached the level of Gu Daoren, swordsmanship and sword moves are no longer restrictive.
As Gu Daoren performed his sword skills, the sword energy turned into mist around the two of them, wrapping Yang Qingyuan and Gu Daoren.
In the heavy fog, greenery flashed from time to time, and the sound of two swords clashing could be heard.
At this time, the masters of Bashan Sword Sect also rushed to the sword washing platform one after another.
But he was still a little late, and it was already difficult to clearly see the fight between the two. He could only see the flickering sword light through the mist, the greenery was dense, and he could feel the two sword intents from the sky.
Although the Green Willow sword is green, in the past it was often red when sheathed.
The opponent's blood would dye Luliu's sword red, but today Luliu unsheathed it as always, with the same green sword light as before, but there was no blood from the past.
That bright but breathtaking red color has never appeared for a long time.
Facing Yang Qingyuan, even Gu Daoren could not take advantage.
Moreover, Gu Daoren could feel that Yang Qingyuan was constantly cracking and learning his Huifeng Wuliu Sword. Gu Daoren was not angry but happy. Such an opponent was really interesting.
The Seven-Seven-Forty-Nine-Hand Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword has never been just a set of sword techniques, but a synonym for the achievements of each Gu Taoist sword technique.
Only by realizing one's own Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword can one be qualified to become a true Taoist Gu!
Gu Daoren simply unfolded all the Hui Feng Wu Liu Swords and let Yang Qingyuan see enough!
The green sword light flashed, becoming more and more brilliant in the fog of sword energy, and the fog of sword energy became thicker and thicker.
Yang Qingyuan was surrounded by a breeze, and the fog of sword energy could not get within three feet of him.
Just when everyone was unaware of the situation in the sword mist, countless wind chimes suddenly sounded in the sword dance.
The eighth form of the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng, the wind moves thousands of bells.
The sword energy is like the wind, and the wind moves thousands of bells.
The fog of sword energy around Daoist Gu seemed to be dispersed by this sword.
"good!"
Gu Daoren also struck out with several swords without dodging.
The sword intention in Yang Qingyuan's palm changed from the Thirteen Qingfeng Swords to the Tai Chi Sword Intent.
Gu Daoren only felt that his sword hit a wall of water. If there was a sword energy bombardment, it would not be able to hurt him at all.
It's just that Gu Daoren's sword can cut mountains and rivers, so why should he be afraid of a wall of water?
Kill it with one sword.
Luliu also felt the master's thoughts, and the green light on the sword became brighter and brighter.
However, the always indestructible Divine Sword Luliu seems to have met its nemesis this time. The endless sword energy was completely wiped out in front of the Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish!
"This is the Wudang Divine Sword?!"
"Tai Chi Xuan Yi, all methods are infinite, this is my senior brother's Tai Chi sword technique! It's a pity that I only learned a little bit."
Taoist Gu praised in admiration, "As expected of the True Martial Arts Master!"
The confrontation just now was enough. Gu Daoren suddenly disappeared into the fog of sword energy after a sword strike.
Although the person disappeared, Yang Qingyuan could still feel the soaring sword intent from Dao Ren Gu.
He will put all his energy and spirit into the next sword.
"Keng!"
The sword was slashed out, but the sword light struck Yang Qingyuan from three directions at the same time.
The bright green light on this sword is dazzling.
The power of a sword is like the breeze blowing through the willows, and all kinds of magic are naturally coming back to life. After a sword is struck, the sword intention, sword energy, and sword power are constantly increasing in the mist of sword energy.
The vitality is majestic but the killing intent is endless!
This sword, even if it comes from the ordinary cave profound realm, may not be able to survive.
But Yang Qingyuan is not an ordinary cave mysterious realm.
"Luoxia Liuzhu Sword!"
The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky!
At this moment, Yang Qingyuan's body seemed to be moving and still, the reality and reality were changing, and Yang Qingyuan even merged into everything in the world.
The endless sword energy surrounds Yang Qingyuan, but it is always ten feet away from him.
This is Yang Qingyuan's self-created set of swordsmanship, which combines the essence of Wudang swordsmanship, Luoxia Liuzhu Sword, and the five elements belong to water.
At the same time as he resolved Gu Daoren's sword move, a sword intent shot up into the sky.
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