Chapter 41 Dugu Nine Swords
He galloped all the way to the bank of the Yellow River. At this time, the teleportation secret skill could actually be activated, but Bai Fei thought about it and gave up, so he took out a boat and prepared to cross the Yellow River.
Although the Yellow River is not wide, it still took Bai Fei nearly an hour to reach the other side. After collecting the boat, he continued southbound and entered the Yuelai Inn not long after.
Unexpectedly, Bai Fei met the salesman Xiaobao again, and Bai Fei spent a large sum of money to buy a large number of things, and finally said goodbye to him.
"Sir, please take a seat. What would you like to eat?"
"Little brother, what kind of wine do you have here?"
"Our Shao Daozi is famous far and wide. Everyone who has had it praises it. Would you like some, sir?"
"Okay, give me a bottle to try first."
Bai Fei knew that there were a lot of gossips in places like these, so he quietly listened to the conversation of the big guys. As expected, sounds soon reached his ears.
"I heard from people that there is a divine fortune teller living in the Black Dragon Pond, who knows many mysterious things, including the 'Fourteen Heavenly Book'! However, they also said that the Black Dragon Pond has a strange layout, and ordinary people cannot enter it." A Beggar Clan disciple said there.
Bai Fei remembered that there seemed to be a place like this to the south of the Iron Palm Gang. It was not much different from what he was talking about. It should be that place. Thinking of his past willfulness in Iron Palm Mountain, he couldn't help but shake his head. After a while, I thought that there was no way to get in to that place before, but now that Cheng Ying is here, she is a disciple of Peach Blossom Island. It seems that she really wants to go there to take a look. So I made a plan to continue to listen to other people's conversations.
"Old Li, have you ever heard of the legends about the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword that people in the world have?"
"Why not, 'The supreme king of martial arts, who slays dragons with his precious sword, commands the world, no one dares to disobey, no one dares to disobey, no one can stand against the sky, no one can compete with him.'"
"Brother, is there anything new happening on the road recently?"
"It's funny... Not long ago at Houjianji, people from Jindao Village and Xueshan Sect fought for the 'Xuan Iron Order'. Unexpectedly, the Xuan Iron Order ended up in the hands of a kid."
"The owner of this Black Iron Order gave three Black Iron Orders to three people who were kind to him, and promised to do something for the people who held this order in the future. Now the last Black Iron Order falls on Xie Yanke thought he could easily solve this matter with the help of this little beggar, but he didn’t expect that this little beggar refused to ask him for anything.”
"I wonder how Xie Yanke handles this matter?"
"I don't know that."
Bai Fei thought about it for a moment, and the little beggar they talked about should be Shi Potian. At this time, he had learned the Taixuan Divine Art and was already on the same line as him. Unexpectedly, these people in the world were still stuck on the original news. It seems that these rumors cannot be fully believed.
Bai Fei didn't want to listen anymore. He saw an extraordinary young man in a blue shirt drinking alcohol there, so he walked over and wanted to make acquaintance.
"What's the matter with this brother? Does he want to buy me a drink?"
"This is really a drunkard." Bai Fei thought to himself when he saw that he was drinking as soon as he opened his mouth, but without saying anything else, he took his own wine bottle and poured a glass into his glass.
The man picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He thought about it for a while and said, "This Shao Daozi is really spicy and strong, but it's a pity that it's not delicious enough."
Bai Fei went to the second brother and asked: "Brother, where can I find the best wine?"
"I've heard that there are many fine wines in Hangzhou, and the wines at Meizhuang are second to none." The waiter replied.
Bai Fei thought that he happened to have some fine wine from the fourth owner of Plum Village, so he took out a jar and put it in front of the man in blue, and said: "Brother, please come back."
Try this! "
The man smelled it and knew it was good wine. He couldn't wait to tear open the seal, picked up the wine jar and took a big gulp into his mouth.
"Hmm... what a jar of pear blossom wine! I once heard Bai Letian's poem about the joy of looking forward to Hangzhou: 'Red sleeves weave silk to praise the persimmon leaves, and green flags sell wine to take advantage of the pear blossoms.' This jar of pear blossom wine has a very good taste, but it is a pity that it is missing. The aroma is so fragrant that if you can drink it from an emerald cup, it will be even more mellow."
Bai Fei took the trouble to take out the jade cup he got from Baituo Mountain and said, "Since my brother is so elegant, how dare Bai Fei disobey me? I just have this jade cup to help my brother!"
"What an emerald cup! What regrets will there be in life if I get this fine wine vessel? I, Linghu Chong, do it first. Thank you brother for the gift of wine."
It turns out that he is Linghu Chong. Bai Fei was happy in his heart. Suddenly remembering the rumors in the world, he asked: "I have heard that Brother Linghu has been expelled from the Huashan Sect. I wonder if this is the case?"
"Alas! Linghu Chong acted upright and upright throughout his life and never did anything that went against his conscience, but in the end he ended up like this. The whole story of this matter cannot be explained in a few words. Alas, let's not talk about this. Let's have a drink."
"I wonder what Brother Linghu's plans are for the future?"
"..."
"I think it's better to be like this. Brother Linghu will travel with me in the rivers and lakes to search for fine wine, so that this life will not be wasted." Bai Fei didn't want to see him get lost in playing with things like this, so he tried to win over him.
"This is a very good proposal. Let's drink all the fine wines in the world together and go -"
The two of them walked out of the inn together. Bai Fei was about to tell him his secret, but before he could speak, Linghu Chong clapped his hands and said, "By the way, brother, let me tell you about an interesting place that I discovered when I was in Huashan." , that place is very secret, the entrance is on the back of Huashan Mountain, we can go and have a look when we have time."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go now." Bai Fei said in surprise when he heard that since there is such a secret place, there might be some important clues.
When Linghu Chong heard that he was so happy, he looked at him even more.
Along the way, Bai Fei took the opportunity to give an overview of his affairs. Linghu Chong was fascinated. If he didn't have something important to do at this time, he would have gone to Xia Yin Village to browse around.
The two found the entrance. They were surrounded by flowers and beautiful scenery. After walking for a while, they arrived at Siguo Cliff in Huashan Mountain.
"I didn't expect that this secret path can lead to the back mountain of Huashan Mountain. I wonder what the mystery is?"
As soon as the two of them arrived at Desiguo Cliff, they saw an old man with white beard and flowing clothes standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the churning sea of clouds in the distance and not knowing what he was thinking.
"I wonder who the senior is, how could he appear on the Siguo Cliff of Huashan Mountain?" Linghu Chong walked up and clasped his fists and asked.
"People from Huashan, of course, appeared in Huashan." The old man replied lightly, without turning around.
"Senior, are you from my Huashan sect? Why don't I recognize you?"
"I'm afraid people in the world have already forgotten Feng."
"Feng...could it be...I once heard Master mention that when talking about the seniors in our sect, there is an uncle Feng Qingyang Feng, could he be the senior?"
"What does Feng Qingyang mean? What's the benefit of me pretending to be him?"
"My disciple Linghu Chong is lucky enough to be able to meet our senior uncle Feng Taishi. It is a great joy for him."
"Use some sword skills and let me see how the disciples of the Huashan Sect are doing now." Feng Qingyang turned around and said cheerfully.
"Disciple, I obey."
Bai Fei watched him use the Huashan Sword Technique, and felt that it was not very powerful. It was incomparable with A Qing's sword technique, and could not compare with Lin Pingzhi's evil-fighting sword technique. Even the Qingcheng Sect's Song
Feng's sword skills were slightly inferior, so he looked at Feng Qingyang and wondered what he would say.
"That boy Yue Buqun is really full of shit. You were a good material, but you were taught by him and turned into a stupid cow and a wooden horse. The moves are dead, but the person who uses them is alive. No matter how wonderful the dead moves are, When you encounter a live move, you will inevitably tie your hands and feet, and you will have to be slaughtered. You must firmly remember the word "live". When you learn the move, you must learn it lively, and when you use the move, you must use it lively. If you are not rigid, you will be killed. Even if you have practiced tens of millions of tricks and met a real master, you will still be completely defeated by them."
"Yes! Yes! Disciple Sun must remember the teachings of his uncle Taishi and must learn and practice them."
"There are countless idiots in the Five Mountains Sword Sect. They think that if they master the sword moves passed down by their masters, they will automatically become masters. Hehe, he has read three hundred Tang poems by heart, and he can recite them even if he can't compose them! He has read them well. It's okay to write a few limericks about poetry, but if you can't come up with your own ideas, can you become a great poet? Learning and practicing is only the first step. Only when you can make no moves, then you have entered the realm of a master. Sword No matter how perfect your moves are, as long as there are traces, the enemy will have an opportunity to take advantage of you, but if you have no moves at all, how can the enemy defeat your moves?"
Bai Fei thought of the swordsmanship taught by A Qing, which seemed to coincide with what he said. He had always admired A Qing's swordsmanship and martial arts. Now after hearing Feng Qingyang's words, he couldn't help but nod his head.
"There are no moves at all, how can we break it? There are no moves at all, how can we break it?" Linghu Chong's mind was spinning rapidly and his eyes lit up.
"You have a lively mind, and you are very suitable for me. Today you and I are destined, and I will teach you a set of swordsmanship. I don't know whether you are qualified enough, but it depends on your own destiny." Feng Qingyang looked at Bai Fei. He seemed to have understood something, and was very surprised. He saw that Linghu Chong also understood a lot, and then said, "This sword technique is called 'Dugu Nine Swords'. It was created by senior Dugu Qiubai. The whole sword technique is divided into nine styles. Since 'Final style', 'Breaking sword style', 'Breaking knife style' and even 'Breaking gun style', 'Breaking whip style', 'Breaking rope style', 'Breaking palm style', 'Breaking arrow style' The "Breaking Qi Style"...the four words "predict the enemy first" are the essence of this set of swordsmanship...When anyone makes a move, there must be several signs. His next sword will attack your left side. Arm, his eyes will definitely look at your left arm. If his single sword is at the lower right at this time, he will naturally lift the sword, draw a semicircle, and slash diagonally downward from top to bottom... The Dugu Nine Swords, advance or retreat. , every move is an attack, attacking the enemy but not defending..."
"The Nine Swords of Dugu are truly exquisite. If my disciple can understand the last intention of Senior Dugu when he created these Nine Swords in twenty years, he would be overjoyed."
Come and try it quickly. 】
"You don't have to belittle yourself. Dugu Daxia is a very smart person. The key to learning his swordsmanship is to learn the word 'enlightenment', and you must not memorize it by rote. Once you understand the sword intent of these nine swords, you will have nothing to do. No, even if you forget all the changes, it is irrelevant. When facing the enemy, you will forget more completely and completely, and the less you will be bound by the original swordsmanship. I will study hard in the future, I am going to go."
"Uncle Taishi, you...where are you going?"
"Chong'er, in my old age, I have to see a good disciple like you teach me swordsmanship. It really makes me happy, haha! Haha!"
"Senior, please slow down!" Bai Fei stopped in front of him and said.
"Brother, you..." Linghu Chong was stunned and said with an anxious look.
"Oh, I forgot about your little brother. Haha, I'm in a good mood today, so let's compete with you!"
"Junior, I'm sorry, senior, please—" Bai Fei blushed when he saw him revealing his thoughts, and without any pretense, he took out the Gentleman's Sword to open up the formation.
"Chong'er, please watch closely, this little brother's martial arts is very advanced!" With that said, he swept away the long sword in Linghu Chong's hand and used the Dugu Nine Swords.
