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A young Taoist priest carries a four-foot-long sword on his back. He has a slender figure, a square face, and a pair of sharp eyes that seem to be able to see all the evil spirits in the world.
At this glance, it seemed that he had seen through all the illusions.
This glance seemed to purify all the evil thoughts in Su Qinian's heart, like two blazing suns, as strong as the sun.
However, Su Qinian was magnanimous in his heart. He studied clearly and always felt that he was upright in his heart and was not afraid of ghosts and gods. Now that the young Taoist priest looked at him like this, he thought that there might be something sneaky in his heart. How could he lower his head? His spine was straight and his eyes were straight. It was also very bright, and he looked at the young Taoist priest without giving in.
Ten breaths later.
"It's interesting. Come with me."
The young Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and nodded. He was a little dull, seemed to be arrogant, and had no smile. His expression was stiff. After saying this, he turned around and left without caring about Su Qinian.
Su Qinian glanced at Qing Yu and found that the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly, looking helpless. Looking in front of him again, he saw a beautiful Taoist nun who looked to be in her twenties, with a three-foot-seven-inch hair on her back. With a long sword, this Taoist nun is extremely tall and has a graceful back. Especially her eyes, which are as crystal clear and moist as chalcedony that has been nurtured in the autumn water for thousands of years.
As if aware of Qing Yu's contempt, the Taoist nun snorted coldly, and a cold air swept across the land ten feet away.
hiss!
Su Qinian was also unfortunately affected. He took a breath of cold air, as if he had fallen into a cold cellar, and half of his body was almost frozen.
Groan!
A green sword light flashed away, and Su Qinian did not dare to leave the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard with his mental strength, because he sensed a sharp edge. He had no doubt that if his mental power left his body, he would immediately be crushed by this sword edge. .
The cold air came and went quickly, and the light of the sword was fleeting. When Su Qinian took another look, he quickly raised his feet to catch up with the young Taoist priest's back.
In front of Qingyang Hall.
Qing Yu had an angry look on his face. He glared angrily at the beautiful Taoist nun not far away. She only had a snow-white lining left on her body, and the outer Taoist robe was in pieces, turned into hundreds of strips of cloth.
He looked at the front of the Qingyang Hall again. Master Jiyuan had disappeared without knowing it. Su Qinian also followed the young Taoist priest away, leaving only a blurry back. Facing the beautiful Taoist nun in front of him alone, Qingyu suddenly Giving birth to an ominous premonition.
…
Su Qinian followed the steps of the young Taoist priest and walked out of Qingyang Palace, winding along the mountain road and walking into the vast white mist.
Until later, the mountain road was cut off, so the young Taoist priest followed a steep mountain wall to the top. He did not use his hands, only jumped with his feet, but he was very steady. Even if there was only a slight bulge in the rock, he could easily use his strength. His exquisite control made Su Qinian feel inferior.
However, he also tried his best. The first level of "****" was operating to the extreme, his mental power was released, and his body moved every inch of his heart. Except for occasionally borrowing strength, he could barely keep up with the pace of the young Taoist priest.
After a stick of incense.
After passing through the last thin layer of mountain fog, a piece of warm and dazzling blue-gold sunlight fell down, and the two of them had reached the top.
The blue-gold sun was getting closer and closer, and Su Qinian felt a strong vitality.
Clang!
There was a sound of a knife, and Su Qinian looked at his feet. A four-foot-long green iron knife was stuck on the ground, and it kept buzzing.
"There is a saying in the Book of Changes: 'A gentleman who curbs evil and promotes good will surrender his life in obedience to heaven'. What I want to teach you is the 'Life-Ending Knife'."
"The Death Knife"!
The Qingyangfeng lineage was famous all over the world for its first-class swordsmanship in the past. It was unique among the Wudang lines that respected swordsmanship. It is said that the mastery has reached the peak state, which is not weaker than the ordinary top martial arts.
"Why did you choose me?" Su Qinian raised his head and said.
"The sword chose you, not me." The young Taoist priest said calmly, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was very dry.
Su Qinian was startled and then fell silent. He was a little confused, but he soon felt relieved. It was a blessing for him to have such an inheritance as the "Life-breaking Knife".
In the world, there are many sects and aristocratic families in the martial arts world, and there are only a few people who can obtain first-class martial arts inheritance. Even many officials' children in Chang'an, the capital, can only qualify to enter the Royal Academy after passing the martial arts examination and passing the provincial examination, but first-class martial arts Martial arts is not immediately available. It requires many reviews and inspections by many bachelors and bachelors in the academy. After various tests, you can become a disciple and select the best to teach.
In the next half an hour, the young Taoist priest orally taught Su Qinian a mental method of more than 2,000 words. This is a Zhenqi mental method unique to "Xiu Ming Dao", although it is not as good as Qingyang Palace Zhenfeng's "Qingyang". "Sutra" is at the top level, but it is also the most superior existence among the first-class mental methods.
A profound and profound piece of Zhenqi Dharma, which even has no name, is one and the same as "The Life-Ending Knife" and was memorized by Su Qinian.
Of course, he is not yet able to practice this Zhenqi method. He needs to wait until the "Turtle and Snake Technique" is completed, successfully builds the foundation, opens up the Dantian, and breeds the inner family's Zhenqi.
After Su Qinian had written down the mental method, the young Taoist priest began to practice sword skills. He pulled out the four-foot-long sword from behind and pointed the slender blade at the sun in the sky. His arms were steady and his eyes were straight, facing the sun. Some dazzling sunlight struck down firmly and persistently.
His movements were not fast, and he faced the sun like this, one sword after another, until after thirty-six swords, he put the sword into its sheath and said: "I only practiced the thirty-sixth sword. The "Life-breaking Knife" should be completed." There are seventy-seven forty-nine swords.”
It seemed that he had just recited a sutra and a spiritual method. The young Taoist priest's tone gradually became smoother, but his expression was still very calm, as if he was born that way.
Is this "The Death Knife"?
Su Qinian's eyes were a little strange. From the beginning to the end, he saw the young Taoist priest holding up his sword and slashing it down one after another. It was clearly the basic sword technique that he had learned a long time ago as a weapon.
In the Han Dynasty, a few martial arts practitioners did not know a few basic sword moves. Even those who practiced boxing and kicking had to be familiar with the most basic sword-style sword moves. These basic things were required when building the foundation for the first time. of.
"Every half month, I'll be waiting for you here to test your sword skills."
The young Taoist priest said again, this time he turned around and went down to the top of the mountain. He didn't care about Su Qinian, and disappeared into the thick mountain fog in a few jumps.
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Su Qinian was speechless. He had witnessed the young Taoist priest fighting with Master Jiyuan with his own eyes. Such sword skills were more blazing than the sun. Even if he didn't use his true energy, he wouldn't have the slightest confidence to take it.
Examination every half month? Su Qinian suddenly felt that the young Taoist priest was very unreliable.
"The sages said that preaching, teaching, and solving doubts, and finally understanding one's mind and one's nature, uniting knowledge and action..."
Su Qinian murmured, then kept silent. There was no point in complaining, he could only rely on himself.
He pulled out the long green iron sword on the ground and weighed it with his hands, but he was a little surprised. He looked at the blade carefully and saw natural cloud patterns and water patterns intertwined with each other. This seemingly inconspicuous green iron long sword , it has been folded and forged at least dozens or hundreds of times, and the blade is heavy, weighing more than a hundred kilograms.
Pull out a hair, blow it gently on the blade, and it will snap.
"Sure enough, this is a hair-breaking blade," Su Qinian breathed, "The world's weapons, hair-breaking, traceless, psychic, soul weapon, even the most common hair-breaking blade must be made with excellent craftsmanship. Only a master weapons craftsman can cast and forge it, and ordinary weapons craftsmen may not be able to master the secret of forging even if they study hard for a lifetime."
"On top of the broken hair, there are traceless treasure weapons, psychic magic weapons, and even legendary soul weapons. Some ancient historical records say that they can transform into human bodies, walk around the world, punish evil and promote good, but I don't know whether it is true or not. I think Most of it is an unofficial history of the martial arts, and the ability to use weapons to communicate with others is rare in the world, and the transformation into a human being has become a myth."
Holding the long green iron sword in his hand, Su Qinian was calm and collected. He used his mental power, gave up and chased away distracting thoughts, and soon his mind was as calm as water.
Recalling the young Taoist priest's sword skills, expression, gaze, and footwork, Su Qinian looked up and saw that at the top of Qingyang Peak, the green sun was golden and very dazzling. In just a few breaths, halos and phantoms appeared in his eyes.
In an instant, Su Qinian understood that the young Taoist priest's sword skills were not as simple as imagined. (The second update will be sent in advance. Please vote for your recommendation and favorites. The first update will be in the early morning tomorrow. Monday is here again. It is the first Monday of the new year. Please support me with your recommendation and vote.)
