Tang Yunting said, "I have to travel far tomorrow to find medicinal materials, so I will take advantage of my free time today to give you a great opportunity."
Lu Jingyuan has suffered a lot since he lost all his cultivation, which further aroused his desire for power. However, the techniques taught by Shen Yunyang were too unpredictable and profound, and few were suitable for him to practice. Now I heard Tang Yunting say that he would be given a big opportunity. He was full of curiosity and expectations.
"Let me teach you the 'sword-controlling technique' first."
At this point, I saw him making a finger sign with his right hand, muttering to himself, and while reciting the mantra, he moved his hand and shouted: "Here comes the sword!"
As soon as the sound was heard, the long sword three feet away moved slightly. Suddenly, there was only a "clang" sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and it was cruising up and down around Tang Yunting, as if there was an invisible hand in the void. It's like grabbing it and waving it up and down.
Seeing this, Lu Jingyuan couldn't help but have a look of surprise in his eyes. He turned back to look at Tang Yunting, and saw him standing with his fingers pinched, waving two three-inch-long fingers from time to time, and the long sword was as if it had wings. He could control it as far as he wanted, and as close as he wanted. It was magical and inexplicable. .
Tang Yunting demonstrated it once, and seeing that it aroused Lu Jingyuan's desire to learn, he taught Lu Jingyuan the formulas and key points one by one. After Lu Jingyuan heard this, he secretly remembered it in his heart. He pinched his fingers and activated the Xuan Gong. He saw the long sword on his back suddenly unsheathed with two "clang" sounds. Under the control of his powerful spiritual consciousness, he was wandering in the void just like Tang Yunting.
Tang Yunting saw this and couldn't help but feel happy, stroking his sparse goatee and smiling. Very satisfied with Lu Jingyuan.
After Lu Jingyuan finished dancing, he sheathed his sword and came to Tang Yunting, kowtowed to him and thanked him for his great kindness.
Tang Yunting smiled slightly and said, "A boy can be taught! With such great understanding, it's no wonder that Senior Brother Shen likes you so much. Taking advantage of today's opportunity, I will teach you "Seven Swords of Wudang" as well."
"Seven Swords of Wudang" is a set of swordsmanship that Zhang Chunyi, the founder of the Wudang Sword Sect, learned from the strengths of many schools of thought and mastered it when he was one hundred years old. The "Seven Swords of Wudang" are: One Sword, Sword and Luji, Sword Qi and Xiaoxin, Scales and Swords, Swords and Shadows, Mountains of Swords and Trees, and Rivers of Swords.
Each sword is divided into seven variations. A sword swing often contains the power to dominate the world. Tang Yunting considered himself extremely talented. He had been working hard on swordsmanship, but he could only reach the fifth sword level. The sixth level of sword intention is really profound and incomprehensible. Tang Yunting has worked hard for many years to understand it, but he still has not been able to get to the root of it.
He had been hearing from Shen Yunyang that this boy was extremely talented, and he wanted to see how many levels Lu Jingyuan could comprehend.
After talking for a while, he suddenly saw Tang Yunting's halberd pointing at Lu Jingyuan's Tianling Cap. A flash of divine light suddenly appeared, and the "Seven Swords of Wudang" technique had been taught.
Lu Jingyuan followed Tang Yunting's instructions, crossed his legs and entered meditation, and slowly understood the profound sword meaning of "Wudang Seven Swords".
Time passed by as he comprehended, and about a quarter of an hour passed. Lu Jingyuan sat quietly, with a vague look of pain on his seemingly withered face, and at the same time, green smoke curled up from his head.
At this time, Lu Jingyuan was playing games with himself who lived in seclusion deep in his heart. Every move is so thrilling and full of danger.
"Seven Swords of Wudang" is very mysterious, and Lu Jingyuan could barely understand it at a glance. It is really difficult to understand everything.
Even if you have some understanding, it is still early to master the "Seven Swords of Wudang"! Not to mention that Lu Jingyuan's current cultivation level was completely lost. Even if he was at the peak of the Xuanling Realm in his heyday, he would not be able to master the "Seven Swords of Wudang".
Seeing this, a strange expression appeared on Tang Yunting's face, and he looked at the young man in front of him with confusion, his eyebrows deeply furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing Lu Jingyuan's eyebrows standing straight up, big beads of sweat rolling down his forehead from time to time, his look of pain increased instead of decreasing. Tang Yunting put a gentle force on his shoulder to help him.
Not long after, Lu Jingyuan woke up, opened his eyes, looked up and down, and realized that his body was wet. Thinking back to the situation just now, he almost went crazy and couldn't help but be horrified.
Tang Yunting looked at him and asked, "How much have you understood?"
Seeing his serious look, Lu Jingyuan didn't dare to joke or deceive him. He just answered truthfully: "The kid's understanding is too shallow. He can only understand one or two of them."
Tang Yunting saw that his expression was quite respectful, and it didn't seem to be fake. He stroked his beard again, smiled and said: "It's not easy to understand one or two, but don't be greedy for too much. I have the Yin and Yang of "Seven Swords of Wudang" here. The art of change is what I have learned through research over the years, so I might as well teach it to you as well."
With that said, Tang Yunting taught the method to Lu Jingyuan again.
"The art of changing Yin and Yang" was created by Tang Yunting based on "Seven Swords of Wudang", so he called it "Yin Yang Sword". "Yin Yang Sword" is much simpler in comparison, but in terms of power, it is not weaker than "Wudang Seven Swords".
Immediately, Lu Jingyuan crossed his legs and entered meditation again, and understood the "Yin Yang Dharma Sword".
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye the sun has turned westward. Lu Jingyuan woke up from his trance again and saw that Danyang was like a disk, hanging on the west peak, teetering on the edge of collapse. Tang Yunting has left, but there is a piece of letter from him on the table.
Lu Jingyuan moved his hand and the letter was already in his hand. He wrote:
"You have learned the "Sword Controlling Technique", "Seven Wudang Swords", and "Yin Yang Sword". Ordinary cultivators are no longer your match. I can leave with peace of mind."
After Lu Jingyuan read the letter, he had mixed feelings in his heart. He and Tang Yunting did not have a master-disciple relationship, but they were master-disciple. If he hadn't taught him carefully, how could he have learned all these magical skills? He couldn't help but bow his head to the ground in the direction of Tang Yunting's residence, performing a simple apprenticeship ceremony.
During the long night, Lu Jingyuan sat cross-legged alone, with purple energy flowing around his body, as if he had been plated with a layer of purple gilt.
The next day, Lu Jingyuan had just finished practicing. When he opened his eyes, he saw the ghost-hand heavenly doctor sitting in front of him, staring at him. Lu Jingyuan couldn't help being surprised and said, "Why are you here?"
The ghost-hand heavenly doctor did not answer immediately. He stepped forward and took his pulse, and then said: "It seems that what I expected is correct. Your memory has begun to recover."
Yesterday, Jing Yan told the Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor about Lu Jingyuan's defeat of the Little Killing Star with his bare hands.
The old man was surprised at first because Lu Jingyuan lost his memory before, along with his cultivation. Under such circumstances, he was just a mortal, how could he possibly defeat Little Killer, a master whose profession was killing people.
So, the ghost-hand heavenly doctor came over in the dark just after dawn today. After joining hands, I realized that Lu Jingyuan's memory began to recover. The cultivation level will also return to Lu Jingyuan bit by bit.
When the ghost-hand heavenly doctor came to his conclusion, Lu Jingyuan also smiled. What a joyful thing for Lu Jingyuan to regain his former cultivation!
He was once a genius praised by everyone!
As he spoke, the ghost-hand heavenly doctor took out a fist-sized porcelain bottle from his storage bag, and then said: "This is the soul-reviving pill I prepared overnight. You take it back. Take one pill each morning and evening."
"Due to time constraints, I prepared this bottle. After you finish eating, you can go to the Wudang Sword Sect's alchemy room to buy it. The current recipe for the 'Soul-Returning Pill' is here."
Lu Jingyuan took it and thanked him profusely.
"Thank you for your kindness. I'll see you later, old gentleman." As he said that, Lu Jingyuan recited the mantra, the sword flew up, he stepped on it, and then shot out into the distance.
Tang Yunting had already explained the location of Wudang Mountain to him last night. Lu Jingyuan drove his flying sword forward. It was not just one day, but he was flying over the mouth of a valley. He suddenly felt his stomach rumbling, and he was unbearably hungry and thirsty. He happened to see the cave in front of him. He adjusted the sunshade, pressed down the flying sword to rest, and took out dry food and water to drink.
He raised his head and looked around the cave, only to see that the cave was dark. Lu Jingyuan turned his palm, and a ball of flame flashed out, and the cave that was invisible suddenly became bright.
There was a snake passage on the left side of the cave, which seemed to be bottomless. Lu Jingyuan could not help but arouse some curiosity, so he walked in carefully.
I don’t know how long I walked, but suddenly I felt that the road ahead suddenly became clear. He looked around and found a stone room.
A corpse was sitting cross-legged, but it had been dead for a long time and the body had rotted away. Only the white bones remained in the meditating posture. Judging from his clothes, this person is of high status.
Lu Jingyuan came closer to take a look, and couldn't help but be surprised. He saw this man wearing a blackwood waistband: "Xuan Yuanzhi, the Supreme Elder of the Wudang Sword Sect."
It turned out that the owner of this corpse belonged to the Supreme Elder of the Wudang Sword Sect.
Immediately, he bowed three times in the direction of the corpse and said: "Disciple Lu Jingyuan, a disciple of Shen Yunyang, accidentally entered this place and unintentionally disturbed the master. Please forgive me for my ignorance!"
"I can't bear to see my master's body lying in the wilderness, and I want to dig a hole and bury it. I wonder what my master's intention is? I would like to ask for instructions. If you agree to your request, you can blow the wind twice in my ears."
After saying that, he listened attentively, and he heard the strange wind blowing, and suddenly two wind sounds passed his ears.
Lu Jingyuan was half-suspicious and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He was secretly surprised and said, "Is it really the Supreme Master who appears? What if it's a coincidence that he bumped into the undead?"
Then he kowtowed three times to the remains and said, "If you agree with me and put the remains of the master into the ground for peace, please ask the master to send two gusts of wind to pass through my ears."
After saying that, I heard two more waves of dark wind whistling through my ears. So there is no doubt.
Lu Jingyuan dug a hole on the left side of the cave, knee-deep. Then he bowed to the remains three more times and said silently: "Please forgive me for being rude. Now I will lay the remains of my grandpa in the grave. I will report it to the masters and everyone in charge of my uncle and hold another Dharma ceremony to liberate him."
After that, the remains were moved and buried. And set up a branch in front of the tomb as a mark. I took the Xuanmu Waist Card as evidence, and if I report it to the leader one day, it won't be empty talk.
Between the moving corpses, a storage bag was dropped from above, and a pearl the size of an eye shone white when the firelight illuminated it.
Lu Jingyuan took it in his hand and weighed it. It was heavier than ordinary beads and exuded a warm warmth. It felt very strange.
He took it away together with the storage bag. Since the left and right person cannot be resurrected, there is no need for these magic weapons, so it is better to give him an advantage.
Before leaving, Lu Jingyuan set up a low-level magic circle outside the cave to prevent the ancestor's soul from being disturbed and destroyed by birds and beasts.
