The sword formation is called Chunqiu.
A rebirth of spring.
A heavy autumn kill.
Spring brings forth all things, and all things come to life. Autumn kills all things and all things wither.
The name of the sword is Liangyi.
Chaos produces Wuji, Wuji produces Tai Chi, Tai Chi produces two forms, two forms produce four images, and four images produce Bagua.
The Spring and Autumn Sword Formation inherently contains the yin and yang of life and death, as well as the hidden meaning of Tai Chi. The sword used to set up the formation is also a Liangyi sword. The two can be said to be complementary to each other.
The ink-like magic sword was given by the sword pills given by the second senior brother, and the refining materials were generously sponsored by the senior brother. It was combined with the fragments of the main sword of the original set of Liangyi Sword. After more than half a year of tempering and fusion, this latest magic sword, Got the word ink.
It has nothing to do with anything else, just because it looks like a flying sword dyed with ink.
The ink sword made a soft cry, and the crisp sound of the sword sounded, tinkling and melodious, like a mountain stream, exuding a faint spiritual light, standing in front of Lingchu.
The four pure white Liangyi swords that were flying around suddenly stopped, and the light flashed in the air. They each stopped at a certain position. After the ink sword made a soft sound again, the four pure white Liangyi swords buzzed and submerged. Disappeared in the sky.
The four people who were enveloped in the sword formation found that the scenery in front of them had changed drastically in the blink of an eye.
The green grass is lingering, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. On the green and moist grass, clusters of pale white and goose-yellow flowers are dotted here and there. Occasionally, the warm wind blows across the cheeks, as if whispering gently.
The clear blue sky is clear and cloudless, like an upside-down mirror of clear water.
Everything is so comfortable that one cannot be wary.
However, monks are monks after all, and the scenery in front of them is indeed moving, but they know better that they should be in Ten Thousand Tombs Mountain, the Ten Thousand Tombs Mountain with no grass and barren land, and the Ten Thousand Tombs Mountain with not a single living thing existing.
Everything in front of me is an illusion.
It's a phantom formation.
The four of them agreed that this scenery was the illusion formation.
However, why didn't the phantom formation separate the four of them? Moreover, the four of them stretched out their spiritual senses and sensed that the breath of this vibrant grassland was indeed vegetation.
With a golden blade, he cut open a piece of grass, revealing the brown soil underneath, and the faint juice exuding from the grass stems after cutting it off. It was so real.
The first level is spring birth.
It stands to reason that all things born in spring can evolve all things. However, in popular terms, spring birth is actually more like a formation method used to trap the enemy. It is just an array arrangement, not an array disk or an array flag. , but a flying sword.
Flying swords are used instead of formation flags, which is the so-called sword formation.
If you want to use the sword formation flexibly, you need to have a certain foundation in the formation, otherwise the various changes in it will be easily confused.
There is no room for error. Once any of the flying swords are in the wrong position, the sword array can directly declare failure.
Using swords to set up a formation, the formation was more powerful than the three-point flying sword, and the flying sword followed the formation and exerted greater power.
However, the method of sword formation is rare on the one hand, and it requires powerful spiritual consciousness to control so many flying swords without making any mistakes.
Moreover, in the opinion of some sword cultivators, sword cultivation should only keep its roots and sharpen one sword in a lifetime.
What I pursue is to sharpen a sword in my life, and when the sword comes out, the sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the sword shines in nineteen states.
Therefore, these sword cultivators who purely cultivate swords naturally do not like the method of using swords.
What's more, the flying swords required for the sword formation require at least three handles. Why spend that time looking for a set of magic swords suitable for the sword formation, and why take such a big risk.
From the perspective of pure sword cultivators, the monks who practice sword formation are not the purest sword cultivators.
There are even some extreme sword cultivators who regard the sword formation as a heresy.
However, this is still the place of the Sanqing Dao Sect, and it is not a sword-crazy sword house. Most of the sects do not care whether the sword formation is pure or not.
Therefore, sword formations are rare in the world of cultivation, especially this kind of sword formations that are extremely real and can change, which are even rarer.
Of course, the four people trapped in the formation didn't know this.
Lingchu watched coldly as the four of them each took out their magical weapons, each attacking the Spring Formation in one direction, and smiled softly.
Four black streams of light danced out of his sleeves, twisting around in the air like twists and turns several times before landing in front of Lingchu's eyes.
His thoughts moved slightly, and the four black streams of light also paused slightly, revealing the pure black sword body.
Except for the color, they are exactly the same as the four pure white flying swords from before.
Four pure black flying swords flew around Lingchu several times, making a low cry.
Liangyi Sword, excluding the main sword, has four pure white handles, symbolizing Yang, and four pure black handles, symbolizing Yin.
The main sword is centered and adjusted for control.
This set of Liangyi Swords, since the last owner encountered something unknown, broke most of the main sword, which is almost equivalent to using up most of the Liangyi Swords. Finally, it was sent to Bagua Pavilion in exchange for some contribution points. I also hope that this set Liang Yi Sword can find the right person.
Therefore, Liangyi Sword had been staying in the Zongmen Bagua Pavilion for so long that it was almost impossible to distinguish the aura of its previous owner.
Until Lingchu entered the Bagua Pavilion, he chose this set of incomplete Liangyi swords, and merged it with the tempered essence of the original master sword to forge it again. It was no weaker than the previous master sword, even in terms of spirituality. Above, it seems to be slightly better.
The ink sword also completely disappeared, leaving only a faint sound of sword chanting.
Hearing the sound, the four pure black Liangyi swords flying nimbly turned into streaks of black light, like fish swimming in the water, drawing streaks of light tails in the air.
It exaggerated the gloomy atmosphere around it, and it seemed that the unique black color of the silent and deserted Ten Thousand Tombs Mountain was no longer so gloomy and terrifying.
Following the four pure white Liangyi swords, the four pure black Liangyi swords flew in special trajectories before also sinking into the air and disappearing.
In an instant, the five original figures in this space disappeared without a trace.
Only the dark wind blowing through the dry branches and leaves was left, making a rustling sound, which was extremely deserted.
at the same time.
The sky was clear and the scenery was warm in spring. Under the influence of the warm wind, the four casual cultivators who had been attacking the sword array were rapidly depleting their spiritual energy.
And this soft spring scenery, although it was attacked to pieces, still showed no sign of breaking and disappearing.
Half of the spiritual power in their bodies had been consumed. The four of them looked at each other, calmed down, and stopped their meaningless attacks.
It seems that there is no specific method. Such aimless attacks are just a waste of spiritual energy. When the spiritual energy is exhausted, they will be fish on the chopping board.
Accompanied by a gust of cool breeze, the spring-like scenery quickly saw the flowers and plants withering away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the clear sky was tinged with light haze.
It seems that in just an instant, spring has passed to autumn.
Pattering.
Raindrops as thin as cow hair fell, gently falling on the faces and bodies of the four people, bringing a hint of coolness.
Wanfenshan, is it raining?
Among the four, the three brothers had the most tacit understanding. They became wary and immediately set up a spiritual shield.
Before she could even open her mouth to remind Fairy Feng, the seemingly harmless wisps of rain were like the sharpest cold light in the world, and suddenly, murderous intent arose!
