"It's hard to answer this question." Bai Ze answered Tao Hongjing's question, "I heard that Kong Zhou, the old swordsman who was unique in the world two hundred years ago, was a so-called useless person in cultivation, but he became famous for a long time and was invincible in the world."
"Of course!" Tao Hongjing's eyes sparkled, he looked at Bai Ze and said, "Look, since a useless person with no talent can also achieve the supreme heavenly way in practice, then if this same principle is used in sword making, why? Can’t a world-famous sword be forged from ordinary iron?”
Bai Ze suddenly realized it, looked at Tao Hongjing in shock, and murmured: "This is indeed a terrifying idea, but if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with it."
Tao Hongjing's eyes brightened. He stretched out his hand and dozens of swords beside the sword furnace flew over and slowly rotated around the two of them.
"Boy, tell me, what is the most important thing about wielding a sword?" Tao Hongjing asked him.
"Since the sword is controlled, it should be breath. The way of heaven derives from all things, and all things have breath. People who practice Taoism have heard that both Confucianism and Taoism have masters of fortune, who can observe the destiny of a country, seek prosperity, and avoid disasters." Bai Ze said, "The sword also has breath. A monk who wields a sword must first understand the breath of the sword, and then use his own breath as his limbs to control the air, so as to control the sword."
"You are right, but you are also wrong." Tao Hongjing said, pointing to the edgeless sword on Bai Ze's waist, and asked him: "You explained why monks can only drive away objects when they reach the other side, but let me ask you, have you just now Kuhai, can he wield this sword?"
Bai Ze was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and said, "Yes. But that's because I have a contract with this sword spirit."
"Let me ask you again, what is the sword spirit?" Tao Hongjing asked again.
"What is the sword spirit?" Bai Ze was stunned, unable to answer for a long time, and asked: "If the sword spirit is a living thing, it is different from a flesh and blood body. If the sword spirit is a dead thing, but when she draws the sword, It's also very smart. It's really puzzling. I wonder what the teacher can explain?"
"I would say that the spirit of the sword is actually the heart of the sword." Tao Hongjing said, "You know, everything in this world has a heart. The way of heaven is ruthless, but all things born of the way are sentient. Every grass, every tree, every stone, every sand has its own heart. .”
"The spirit of the sword is the heart of the sword?" Bai Ze suddenly realized, clapped his hands and said, "Teacher, this explanation is really mysterious!"
"So, it seems that you can control the sword because you have a contract with the sword spirit, but in fact, you have mastered the heart of the sword." Tao Hongjing said, "Therefore, the most important thing about wielding a sword is not controlling the energy, but knowing the heart. Only when you see the heart of the sword can you truly control the sword. Controlling the sword with Qi is just a matter of Taoism."
As he spoke, Tao Hongjing stretched out his hand and a long sword broke away from the sword array and flew into his hand. The old man held a sword, stretched out his hand and flicked it. The sword sounded loudly and the blade vibrated.
Bai Ze remembered what Xie Xuan said that day, the lower sword kills, the middle sword gathers Qi, the upper sword concentrates the mind, and the upper sword is the heart. The sword heart that Tao Hongjing is talking about now coincides with Xie Xuan's discussion of the fourth realm of swordsmanship.
"It is said that people's hearts are unpredictable, but the sword's heart is pure." Tao Hongjing threw the long sword in his hand into the sword formation, pointed again, and the swords returned to the sword furnace one after another, "Boy, if you want to achieve the supreme swordsmanship, follow It is indeed a great way for me to learn sword-making. Because no one in this world can understand the heart of a sword better than a sword-smith."
"May I ask, Teacher, how should I look for Kenshin?" Bai Ze asked.
"When you truly become a swordsmith, you will surely understand what the sword heart is." Tao Hongjing stood up and walked towards the sword furnace, "Now, even if I tell you, you kid won't understand."
Baize was ashamed.
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City Lord's Mansion, Qingfeng Villa. Mu Suifeng walked into the courtyard, his supreme spiritual sense was astonishing, and he immediately smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.
Mu Suifeng was shocked. This was the residence of Duke Cheng and the Sixth Princess. It was so bloody. Could it be possible? The figure of Marquis Heyang moved quickly and knocked on Zhao Dun's door.
"Come in." Zhao Dun didn't stop him. Mu Suifeng pushed the door open and walked in. The smell of blood suddenly became stronger. However, Zhao Dun didn't seem to have any external injuries. This could only be caused by vomiting blood due to internal injuries.
Zhao Dun was dressed in loose clothes. He adjusted his breathing for a moment, got down from the bed, and said to Mu Suifeng, "Suifeng, come here to see me early in the morning. What can you do?"
"When we met the Grand Duke yesterday, I noticed something was wrong with your body. I just didn't know that your internal injuries were so serious. Would it be possible to relieve them by vomiting blood and removing blood stasis?" Mu Suifeng said.
Zhao Dun motioned Mu Suifeng to sit down, and the two of them sat at the square table in the room. The Grand Duke poured the tea himself and said, "I didn't want Ling'er to worry, so I had to deal with the injuries in my body all the way. Now I'm here with the city lord. Mansion, naturally I had to vomit blood and remove blood stasis, luck healed me."
"I just don't know where the person who can hurt the Grand Duke comes from?" Mu Suifeng asked.
"It's okay to tell you." Zhao Dun drank tea and said: "The assassin comes from an extremely mysterious force in the world, the Blood Shadow Tower. When I was young, I was obsessed with practicing swordsmanship and traveled around the world, but I had several confrontations with the assassin. Speaking of which, you should also know the name of that person, it is Huang Laoxie."
"Xueyinglou Huang Xie Sword?" Mu Suifeng took a breath. Not only had he heard of this person's name, he assassinated a prince in the Song Dynasty three years ago. The masters of Tianzun Realm fought, and finally used strange means to kill the master of Tianzun whose realm was one level higher than his, and wiped out the whole family of princes overnight.
When this incident came out, the whole country of Song Dynasty was furious. The king ordered a search across the country and vowed to cut Huang Xiejian into thousands of pieces. But since then, Huang Xiejian disappeared. Many people speculated that he killed the Tianzun master in that battle and was seriously injured himself, and died soon after.
Now Zhao Dun said that the assassin who committed the assassination in Liu Ying was Huang Laoxie. It seemed that not only was Huang Laoxie's sword alive, but his cultivation was much more advanced.
After all, the title of Wuji Dao Zhao Dun is extraordinary and comparable to that of the Heavenly Lord. He alone, even if the three gods join forces, if there is no extraordinary means, no one can keep him if he leaves.
"It's him." The Grand Duke didn't want to say more about how he was injured. Although Huang Xiejian used a treacherous trick, it was still a careless mistake on his part. "However, Huang Laoxie didn't get any benefits either. My Wuji Dao Gang hit all 108 acupoints all over his body, and he did not recover for ten days and a half, so he is no different from a useless person."
Mu Suifeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked Zhao Dun: "It's just that Huang Laoxie is also a master of the Blood Shadow Studio. Asking him to do it, ordinary people can't afford to just pay the price. In the eyes of the Grand Duke, Huang Laoxie is the driving force behind ,who is it?"
"Since I returned to the temple ten years ago, I have not been around the world for many years. It would be unreasonable if my enemies came from the world." Zhao Dun analyzed calmly and said, "The person behind Huang Xiejian must be from the temple."
"In the Yan Dynasty, apart from Situ He Zongtang, the only one who regarded the Grand Duke as a thorn in the side." Mu Suifeng sighed, "I heard that the Grand Duke met the Qintian Supervisor before he left Handan. He must have been there back then. The supervisor has probably told you the truth about the matter, right?"
"It doesn't matter what the truth is." Zhao Dun never mentioned it, but said: "One thing is absolute, that is, whether the driving force behind the assassination is He Zongtang or my incompetent nephew, their meaning is clear. Just let me leave Handan and never go back again."
"What does the Grand Duke think?" Mu Suifeng asked him, "Does the Grand Duke really have the heart to see him act recklessly and ruin the country of Yan to the point where the people have no life? He is foolish and extravagant, and the queen of the palace does not want him. He favors an actor who is a singer and dancer, and even gives him a title. As the princess! The power in the court is controlled by He Zongtang and Wang Yong. Anyone who dissidents will be eliminated by the two ruthless people. Just a few days ago, Qi Da, the supervisory censor, was beaten to death above the main hall! Da, a man who has always been upright, is now dead in the palace. All civil and military officials know who did it. But now, no one has come forward, which is enough to show that these two people have controlled the Great Yan Dynasty. !”
"What does the Marquis of Heyang think of this king?" Zhao Dun looked into Mu Suifeng's eyes and asked him.
"The energy of the Northern Dragon has been exhausted, and the Southern Dragon is about to rise." Mu Suifeng said, "These are the original words that Jian Zheng sent to me in the letter. I think the Grand Duke knows better than me what this sentence means."
Zhao Dun was silent, remembering what the Qintian Supervisor said to him in Handan City before leaving, "The dragon energy in the north is at the end of its power, and the real dragon should rise in the south."
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When there was a knock on the door, Bai Ze was cooking in the kitchen. He went out to buy a pot of good wine and planned to have two glasses of wine while having lunch with Tao Hongjing.
"Come on, come on." Bai Ze went to open the door, but he never expected that the person coming was Silver Knight Lu Zheng.
"Is that you?" Bai Ze asked him to come in.
"Young hero." Lu Zheng was dressed in white and his face was still pale. It was obvious that he had not recovered from his injuries. When he entered the door, Bai Ze hurriedly asked him to sit down and poured him tea.
"That day in Dushan, I have to thank the young hero for rescuing the siege." Lu Zheng said, taking out a secret book that looked quite old from his arms and placing it on the stone table, "Lu can't thank you enough. The knight wears a sword, presumably because he is obsessed with swordsmanship. It happened that my father had a chance to get a secret book of swordsmanship in the early years. This secret book is given to the young hero today. I should express my gratitude and hope that the young hero will not refuse. "
"Well, okay, then I'll be disrespectful." Bai Ze said, holding the swordsmanship secret book in his hand, and when he saw the name, it was "Dahe Sword Intent".
"His Royal Highness the Prince is also practicing swordsmanship. I once read this book and found out that I am particularly good at the rolling sword posture in the secret book. Once the sword is made, the sword energy rushes endlessly, like a long river." Lu Zheng said.
"Oh?" Bai Ze became interested and looked through the secret book. He had actually seen Mu Chen's rolling sword style yesterday. The sword energy was continuous and it was indeed a unique skill.
Lu Zheng saw that he was fascinated, so he didn't say much at the moment and was about to leave, saying that his injury was not healed and it was inconvenient to stay longer. When his injury is fine, we will visit him again and have a few drinks.
Bai Ze didn't stop him at that moment and sent Lu Zheng out in person. He threw the rice in the kitchen and cooked it himself. He couldn't wait to read the secret book in his hands.
After this experience, Bai Ze's first feeling was that his cultivation level was too low, and his second feeling was that he didn't have many tricks to deal with the enemy. Now that Lu Zhengzhen was dozing off and giving him a pillow, a copy of "The Sword Intention of the River" just solved Bai Ze's urgent need.
