In martial arts fighting, there is a well-known classic method called "mud cow entering the sea".
It is a method similar to morphing, to cleverly resolve the killing moves sent to it by the opponent, so that the huge force that can break bones and muscles disappears without a trace in an instant!
It's like a big bull made of mud swimming into the sea water, so the outcome waiting for it will undoubtedly be rapid disintegration until it is completely dissolved in the sea water and can no longer condense its body.
Using Ci's vivid and vivid metaphor to describe the mastery of that technique couldn't be more appropriate.
It is precisely because of this that this idiom can be so widely used. People can hear those four words from the mouths of many scholars and they are really familiar.
In the southern territory of the Jinxiu Dynasty, near the South China Sea, there is a large mountain named after the word "Niu".
It's not that there are any legends among warriors happening here, it's just that this high mountain has continuous mountains and the overall shape is like a giant towering bull. And whenever there is heavy rain, it is easy to cause landslides, which often happen. The mudslide flows down the mountain, so it is called "Niuniu Mountain".
In the evening of this day, before the sun set in the west, Ling Zhen and his eighth sister Ling Xiaoxiao came to Chu. They were ready to leave for the White Bone Beach in the south tomorrow to attack the Demon Sect White Bone Sword Sect with all their strength.
Since they are determined to fight a bloody battle in the demon sect's lair, they should recuperate and recuperate. The two plan to stay in a high-quality inn in a private house at the foot of the mountain that night to rest comfortably for the day.
When your energy is strong, your physical strength is fully restored, and you have reached a completely perfect state, you can set off southward and head towards the Bone Beach not too far away from here!
On the way down the mountain, the Ling siblings no longer rode the giant red dragon named "Red".
If such a huge fire dragon demon enters the village, it will easily scare the passers-by so that they can't sleep in the middle of the night. Or, to be more exaggerated, it will scare the kid so much that he wets his pants on the spot. That's not very good. Well, not what they want.
The two siblings walked down the mountain without riding the dragon. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they saw a tall stone monument standing there, and above the stone monument several feet high, two waist-high figures stood tall. Young man with sword hanging between his legs.
His feet were very calm, his body was straight, and he maintained a posture like a pine tree on a mountain cliff, standing motionless.
Just stay on the left and right sides of the highest point of the archway.
It seems that there are two door gods with swords in their waists, and they look majestic and domineering... No, the gods of cards!
After getting a little closer, Ling Zhen saw two young men standing high up who could be called "handsome" in appearance and bearing. They were probably about the same age as Dongfang Jibai.
One on the left and one on the right, dressed in blue and white, in a confrontational manner.
Ling Zhenwu thought to himself secretly, feeling that these two high-ranking guys might have arranged a competition in Chu, and wanted to compete, distinguish the male from the male, and see who had the higher swordsmanship.
Otherwise, who is a good person who is full of food and stands at such a high place?
In four years, Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan vassal, led an army of cavalry across the dynasty and destroyed countless martial arts sects with his own hands. This incident directly caused the "jiangs and lakes" in the Splendid Kingdom that were originally prosperous and prosperous to fall off a cliff. The speed of change has become particularly declining, and the bleak situation of the world is declining, which can be called lamentable.
The kind of martial arts world where "everyone has skills to practice" that Sword Master Ying Chun had made great ambitions and earnestly hoped for in the past is getting further and further away. I am afraid it will be difficult to rise again within a hundred years of prosperity!
After that, such a relatively common battle between warriors, where two people agreed to fight in a one-on-one battle at a certain time and place, was considered a rare thing in the Central Plains.
As for the young sword cultivator Ling Zhen, although he had been in seclusion for four years in the Red Lian Guixu, after he came out of seclusion and learned what his father had done in the past four years, he could more or less understand the current serious situation in the dynasty martial arts world. We can also guess a thing or two about how the state of decline is getting worse and worse.
Of course he also knows that seeing swordsmen fighting on the street is an interesting thing worth watching. It is a wonderful show not to be missed!
Just as the scholar under the bridge spent his saliva and spattered about it, on a full moon night, on the top of the palace, a sword struck, flying immortals... Such spectacular scenes, the drama is really extraordinary when you think about it.
Although it is not a night with a full moon, this is not a palace compound, and Ling Zhen's swordsmanship is definitely not weak, but he can use this battle to relieve some boredom and boredom on the way down the mountain. Stopping and watching such a sudden "competition" is really no less than ordinary people watching a wonderful stage play without spending any money!
But the two people didn't fight, and they didn't even draw their swords out of their sheaths. There was no fighting going on between you and me. It was unexpected and naturally very boring.
The thunder is loud, how about some rain?
When Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao approached slowly and completely, the two swordsmen who accidentally discovered the existence of the Ling family siblings cast unfriendly glances at them at a very slow pace.
One of the swordsmen in blue clothes shouted "Hey" downwards, and shouted angrily: "Where did the rich man and his wife come from? If you don't leave the cluster quickly, are you going to die?"
It turned out that the robe worn by Ling Zhen was very exquisite in shape, and the snow-colored white clothes of Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family, were also particularly beautiful. At a glance, people would mistake them for aristocratic sons who were out for fun. And the daughter of a rich family, the kind whose family is rich.
There is actually nothing wrong with this approach, so the young brother and sister, who were born in Shenshan Villa and traveled far away, did not refute this statement.
At this time, the other young swordsman in white clothes on top of the archway had sharper eyes. He saw the exquisite snow-white long sword on Ling Zhen's waist, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Of course, he was unable to discern what a unique and supreme divine object the Bliss Sword, which came from the Nirvana Furnace and was specially crafted by Xuanyuan Yin for Ling Zhen, was.
I just looked at it based on its appearance and judged it, and I felt that since it was so beautiful, even if it was just a useless "vase", it would definitely not require medical attention!
The man used a tone that was relatively pleasing to the ears, and shouted to Ling Zhen, the young man in green robe: "Young Master, I see you have a sword on your waist. Could it be that you are also a swordsman?"
Ling Zhen, who was originally a swordsman and then became a swordsman through training, grinned, told a harmless lie at will, and responded loudly: "Not long after I first entered the world, I can't be called a swordsman. I am just confused and follow others. I secretly learned a few sword skills from the three-legged cat, and when I went out I had a sword in my waist, just pretending to scare people."
The swordsman standing high up was amused by Ling Zhen's modest words and laughed, "Then you really shouldn't have made such a fancy sword. It's too eye-catching, compared to a priceless piece of sheep." She is as beautiful as jade, but when walking on the street, she is too ostentatious, and it is easy to attract people's attention! She is not afraid of thieves, but is afraid of being noticed by thieves, so she has to be careful."
Ling Zhen nodded, "What brother said makes sense. I didn't think carefully when I went out. I just wanted to support myself and hired people to do this. I must pay attention next time and try to be low-key. It will not be so easy to attract thieves." The sword!"
After a pause, the young swordsman in green robes asked again: "You two are here, have you made an appointment to have a sword duel? Then am I intruding on your elegance?"
Another swordsman in green above him spoke again: "No, no sword competition. Brother Zhao and I are here to resist the 'beast tide' that comes once a year."
Ling Zhen became more and more curious, raised his eyebrows and asked: "What is the beast tide?"
The swordsman in white replied calmly: "On this day every year, at dusk, there will always be hundreds of wild beasts on the Niu Mountain, coming down the mountain in groups, trampling on fertile fields and ditches, and destroying houses. , harmed countless people, and had an extremely bad impact on the safety of the people at the foot of the mountain! Therefore, Brother Zhang and I made an agreement that the two of us would join hands and quietly wait for the arrival of the herd of beasts at the archway at the foot of the mountain. When the tide comes, we will go out together. Sword, let's see who can kill more beasts..."
The swordsman in green laughed loudly, with a clear attitude, as if he didn't care about the upcoming catastrophe in the mountains and fields, and said to the Ling family siblings below: "You two are lucky, if it had been half an hour longer at night, It doesn’t take much, and he must have been swallowed up by the tide of beasts and reduced to two piles of meat!”
Ling Zhen was by no means a shy person, so he didn't take Ci's slightly rude remarks to heart at all, and just asked with some confusion: "So, brothers, aren't you afraid of that wave of beasts? "
The swordsman in white also laughed loudly, and said while laughing: "Brother, you just entered the world not long ago, right? You don't know something. I have entered this world since I was eighteen years old. , it has been nine years of stumbling and stumbling! In these nine years, no matter how dangerous things happen, how can you still be afraid of a large group of beasts? "
Another swordsman in green turned his head and smiled: "Brother Zhao, I was one year earlier than you. I entered the martial arts world at the age of seventeen, and it has been ten years now, haha!"
Ling Zhen was a little bit surprised. He didn't expect that these two guys looked not much older than him, but they had already been in the industry for so many years. No wonder they gave people the impression of being "seasoned" and mature.
The young man in green robes who was born in the palace of the northern feudal lord raised his fists and performed a very standard etiquette, "I, Ling Naoji, went out to play with my sister Ling. I am lucky enough to see these two heroes here. Dare you... Ask the hero what his name is, how should he be called?"
The so-called "Zhi Er" means splitting the word "Zhen" into upper and lower halves, taking one straight, and then taking a two, and thus we got a simple new name.
As for "Ling", it is undoubtedly the homophony of Ling Xiaoxiao's name, which is easy to understand.
"Oh, we can't afford the word 'hero' when you say this. Just call us brothers."
The white-clothed swordsman was thin-skinned and said with a hint of fear, "If you really want to know what my name is, my surname is Zhao, and I have the first character in my name..."
The man thought for a moment and felt that such a reply seemed too tough and not confident enough, so he added: "The first one who dares to be the first!"
The other swordsman in Tsing Yi was relatively thick-skinned. When Ling Zhen called him a hero, he felt happy and happy. His thoughts appeared on his face, and he smiled from ear to ear. He patted his chest and said : "Mr. Zhao can't bear the word "hero", so let me bear the burden!"
The swordsman in white frowned and stared at the other person standing on the archway with him, "Brother Zhang, if you are mad, there will be rain, and if you are mad, there will be disaster. It is better for us to keep a low profile."
The swordsman in green said: "What's the matter? We are here determined to resist the attack of fierce beasts. Isn't this kind of behavior a chivalrous act? Why are we not qualified to be called a 'hero'? I think we are very qualified!"
The swordsman in white, Zhao Xian, was speechless and remained silent.
The swordsman in green surnamed Zhang, after winning his friend in words, became more and more extraordinary. He lowered his head and said to Ling Zhen in the same format as Zhao Xian reported his family name: "Want to know what my name is? Then let me tell you. My surname is Zhang, and my last name is the word "jing", which is like the 'jing' in an uninhabited land!"
Zhao Xian, Zhang Jing.
One dares to be the first, and the other is like being in no one's land.
The two people standing on this archway are really domineering, no matter how good they are with swordsmanship.
The tone really doesn’t count!
Ling Zhen smiled and clasped his fists again and said, "I have met the two heroes Zhao and Zhang."
Zhao Xian was about to continue to refute a few words, but was immediately interrupted by Zhang Jing. The swordsman in green smiled at the swordsman in white who was eye level with him and said: "Brother Zhao, just accept it. You and I have been traveling in the world for ten years. We have been fighting and killing, in wind and rain, in water and fire, and have suffered so much. What are we trying to do? Isn’t it just to make people look up to us? Now it’s not easy for someone to call you and me ‘hero’ But you can’t help but dare not pick it up, and that’s not okay!”
After listening to Zhang Jing's words, Zhao Xian was silent for a moment, nodded, and made a gesture of cupping his fists. He looked at the young man in green robe who called himself "Ling Zhier" standing on the ground. The swordsman in white rushed down and shouted. He said: "Then thank you Brother Ling for the promotion."
Ling Zhen smiled and said in a natural manner: "You two heroes are brave and brave. They are willing to do their best for the people and ambush the approaching group of beasts. I sincerely admire your heroic actions. The word "hero" you shouted is really willing to do so. , I speak from the bottom of my heart!"
Suddenly, the swordsman in blue, who was in a good mood, remembered something. He turned his head and looked at Mr. Zhao, who was standing on a high place with him, and said with emotion: "Brother Zhao, have you been like me in the past ten years? Have you never joined any sect?"
Zhao Xian was slightly stunned at first, then nodded and said: "Yes, never before. I have always been traveling alone."
Zhang Jing laughed for a while and said with a smile: "There are no gains or losses! Think about it, if the two of us became disciples and worked within a certain sect, what would be the end now? The sect's head mountain gate was destroyed by the Shen Yuan After the vassal king leads his troops to attack, most of us members of the sect will be martyred, and our deaths will be miserable, without even the slightest sense of reason!"
Mr. Zhao thought thoughtfully and agreed with this statement, "It makes sense. I heard that the Qingcheng sect was unwilling to surrender to Ling Pu. As a result, the entire sect of five to six hundred people were wiped out, leaving no one alive." ...The news that the vassal king spread to the outside world was just eight words - 'Sword Sect Qingcheng, everyone died'! Alas, just thinking about it makes me feel horrified, how pitiful and pitiful it is!"
"It's not that bad. Ling Pu's methods are so cruel and vicious. He is known as one of the top ten masters of the human race and has the hardest fists. If someone like this is so cruel, killing someone is like crushing an ant, isn't it? More How easy it is!”
Zhang Jing said bitterly, then lowered his eyebrows and looked down, "Brother Ling, your surname... is really not good enough! What surname can't be used? It has to be 'Ling'. It has to be 'Ling'. It's not the same as Ling Pu, the most powerful criminal in the martial arts world." Isn’t it bad luck to have the same surname?!”
When Ling Zhen heard this, he remained calm and calm. He just smiled indifferently and said indifferently: "It's true that I don't have a surname. But the surname can't be changed since I was born. I really don't have it." Law."
Zhang Jing muttered to himself, "If it were me and Ling Pu who had the same last name, I would have been so embarrassed that I wouldn't have the dignity to go out."
Zhao Xian's voice was low and his voice was gentle: "By the way, Brother Ling, how advanced are you in cultivation? Are you good enough?"
The "advancing level" he refers to obviously refers to having a cultivation level above the first level of self-cultivation and entering the martial arts level for the first time.
Ling Zhen was determined to deceive people to the end, and he wanted to tell all the lies, so he said without conscience: "I have a dull talent, and I have been practicing hard for several years, but I still can't reach the first level."
After Ling Xiaoxiao heard his brother's extremely unscrupulous words, he didn't expose it, but cursed in his heart, if you, Ling Zhenruo, are a dull person, then there won't be anyone with good qualifications here!
Zhang Jing, who was standing on the archway, heard that Ling Zhen was not good enough, but he did not laugh at him. He said in an encouraging manner: "It's okay, it's okay. If you practice for a few more years, you will eventually reach the state of self-cultivation. Don't be discouraged." .Look at me, I have worked hard to practice swordsmanship for more than ten years, but I am still only at the first level of Dzogchen. I can’t even open my natal sword orifice, and I can’t become a swordsman..."
Zhao Xian comforted his good friend with good words, "A truly powerful swordsman doesn't need a natal sword at all, and I don't have one either! Brother Zhang, be optimistic. You are not on the sword like last year. Have you refined some 'Sword Light'? This proves that you are not far away from the so-called stage of martial arts that has reached the realm of transformation!"
Since Ling Zhen had previously been in a stage where he was unable to refine his natal sword, he quite agreed with this half of Zhao Xian's words, but he didn't quite agree with the second half, when he was close to the realm of transformation after practicing the sword radiance. .
Disapproving in his heart, the expression on the face of the young man in green robe remained unchanged. He squinted and smiled, looking approachable.
Zhang Jing was obviously encouraged by Zhao Xian's words of comfort. He raised his voice and said, "Brother Zhao is right. Let's see how I, Zhang Jing, use the light on my sword to slay the tide of beasts!"
Zhao Xian raised his chin and said with a hearty smile: "Everything else is fine. I have been preparing for the task of defeating the beast tide for more than half a year. I have worked hard to strengthen my body. I have suffered so much in the past few months. Don't even think about it. Take this advantage from me!"
Zhang Jing stiffened his neck and said loudly: "Resisting the beast tide relies on the killing power of the sword. How does it have anything to do with physical fitness? Today, your brother Zhao's physical fitness is comparable to that of Master Bai Zhu of Qingling Temple. You will definitely not kill more beasts than me!"
Not to be outdone, Mr. Zhao said, "Then let's have a good competition. Talking without proof, the swordsman speaking with his sword is the most certain thing!"
Ling Zhen smiled and acted as peacemaker, "Both of you have the appearance of a hero, and both are chivalrous swordsmen that are rare in the world. It's just a matter of using swords to control beasts together. It doesn't matter if you are superior to another." important."
Zhao Xian felt that this young man was a little embarrassed to stand and talk, so he didn't pay much attention and stopped talking.
Zhang Jing just glanced sideways at Ling Zhen's clothes for a while and said: "Brother Ling, the robe you are wearing is so beautiful. It is far better than the top-grade ones from ordinary silk and satin shops. However, it is still a little bit inferior. It is by no means a real one." The best... To tell you the truth, I have seen the most gorgeous protective robe in my life. Once, by chance, I accidentally met the 'Green Tan Swordsman' Shang Zhengqi. Yes, it was the Jiangnan one. The top warrior of the Tao, his cyan robe called 'Blue Emperor', tsk tsk, the pattern is bright and dazzling, and the golden light is overflowing, it is much more beautiful than yours!"
Ling Zhen knew something in his heart, and immediately understood that this guy named Zhang must be bragging randomly. Maybe he had never met Shang Zhengqi before.
Just because the famous green robe "Qing Emperor" is not as gorgeous as Zhang Jing's. On the contrary, its appearance is simple and abnormal, and it is not beautiful at all. Where does it come from? Golden light?
"Everything about dressing is fake. Some top masters don't like to dress ostentatiously and put simplicity first. Brother Zhang, have you ever met the famous hero who traveled across Jiangbei, 'Dugu Sword' Feng Shanbai?" Let me tell you, I’ve seen it!”
Zhao Xian said with great pride, "That was eight years ago. Not long after I entered the martial arts world, I had the good fortune to meet Feng Daxia once. If you just look at his appearance, it is really not worth mentioning, but Duguxia's swordsmanship ...It's so invincible! Plants, trees, bamboos and rocks can be used as swords. When the human sword is combined into one, the sword energy is so sharp that with two swishes, you can kill people invisible! That swordsmanship seems to be called Qianjun Sword Technique. Well, it’s really amazing. If I can learn one or two of these moves, I will have no regrets in this life!”
The two swordsmen on the archway were in high spirits, excited and happy.
Reminiscing about the glorious past.
But the young man in green robes below, Ling Zhen, had a face full of calmness and calmness. He raised his head and said symbolically: "Yeah, yeah, that's awesome."
