All the time.
Dual Hidden Sword Technique.
Xu Taiping had two confusions in his mind——
"What's the use of hiding a sword?"
"How to draw the sword?"
If a sword cannot defend oneself, kill the enemy, or show one's power, then what's the use of it?
If you completely forget about a sword, how do you pull it out?
At this moment, after recalling Uncle Jiu's words, Xu Taiping finally understood.
This sword was given to him by Uncle Jiu.
It is not used to kill enemies or show off one's power.
I am here to protect his dignity and keep his Taoist heart.
With this sword.
Even if the Nine Abyss Demon God wakes up, let the mountains and rivers overturn, let the gods and Buddhas die, let the heavens collapse, let him kneel on the ground.
How dare he not kneel down!
With this sword.
When he faced injustice, faced the humiliation of his relatives, faced the destruction of his family and country, and faced all living beings falling into a sea of misery.
He dared to stand up and resist, he dared to kill the enemy with his own hands, he dared to wear armor and fight bloody battles, he dared to lead all the sentient beings out of the sea of misery!
As for how to draw the sword after you completely forget about it.
A pair of broken fists, a body riddled with holes, and a depleted heart.
Of course, the most important thing is that even if one wants to die, there is a reason to fight.
"Thank you, Uncle Jiu."
"Thank you, Master."
"What I want is a sword like this."
The corners of Xu Taiping's mouth twitched and he murmured something to himself. Then he turned his head and looked at the dome of the Golden Scale Pond, with a smile on his lips and continued:
"Thanks to this sword, I can fight for Senior Sister Qifeng Linglong, Senior Brother Qingxiao, for Qingxuan, and for you, Master."
After saying this, he turned his head and looked up again at the third prince Chu Yinan, who was hidden in the shadow of the skylight sword.
At the same time, he held the hand holding the sword finger and raised it a little tremblingly.
"Zheng!..."
Amidst the sharp sword sounds, the sword energy around Xu Taiping once again strengthened several times, rising into the sky with mighty force.
"boom!"
Amidst the huge collision sound, Xu Taiyuan's sword power, which was about to be suppressed by the Sky Shadow Sword, suddenly surged and once again pushed back the Sky Light Sword Shadow that filled the sky.
Looking from a distance.
The sword energy around Xu Taiping was like a golden pillar, trying its best to support the world that was about to collapse.
"The sword in the heart has been drawn. It's time to unsheath the sword in the sheath."
The corners of Xu Taiping's chapped mouth twitched again, then he patted the iron gourd gently on his waist with his other hand, and then said loudly with the strength he finally gathered:
"Rusty Lion!..."
"Zheng!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron gourd on his waist suddenly trembled, and a sword roared like a lion's roar.
At the same time, a terrifying aura of coercion spread from Xu Taiping on the golden scale platform.
This breath is like the sleeping ancient ferocious beast suddenly waking up.
"boom!"
Immediately, with the sound of piercing the sky carrying the trembling sound of gold and stone, a ray of sword light flew out from the iron gourd around Xu Taiping's waist, and finally settled in front of Xu Taiping.
This sword light is the flying sword that Uncle Jiu gave to Xu Taiping - the Rusty Lion.
But at this time, the Rusty Lion was still covered in rust and looked like a piece of scrap metal.
"Old friend, let's write today. How about your favorite article?"
Xu Taiping reached out and held the rusty lion.
The Rusty Lion then let out a cheerful trembling sound.
It seemed to like Xu Taiping's proposal.
And the moment Xu Taiping held the Rusty Lion, the pieces of rust on the Rusty Lion began to peel off at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the smooth sword body and "revealing" its hidden parts. Inside the sword is the majestic aura.
"boom!"
With this awe-inspiring energy, it soared into the sky.
The sword in Xu Taiping's heart merged with the sword in the sheath.
At this moment, he was like a sword standing on a golden scale platform, with the blade pointed directly at the skylight sword shadow above his head.
"boom!"
Amidst the explosion of sword energy clashing, the skylight sword shadow that was originally pouring down like sunlight was automatically separated by the part pointed by Xu Taiping's sword edge.
It's like a river that meets a high mountain and has to be split into two.
Seeing this scene, the Jinlinchi Stands once again burst into exclamations of surprise.
"Brother Taiping, you are really out of touch. You actually hid such a good and useless sword in Tianhai Pass that day."
Even Zhang Tianze's eyes lit up at this time, no longer as lazy as before.
"Amitabha, even at Pilu Temple that day, Taiping Donor did not use this sword."
The abbot of Pilu Temple was also very surprised.
Not only him, but the Seventh Princess Chu Tiancheng and others were also very surprised.
I was surprised why Xu Taiping didn't draw his sword and waited until now.
Among the people, only Junior Sister Lu Rushuang's expression was not one of confusion but excitement.
"Yes, this is senior brother's sword!"
"This is also the sword that senior brother has been looking for!"
Lu Rushuang muttered to himself in a daze.
To this day, she still often remembers the scene when Senior Brother Jianjiu was talking about this set of swordsmanship.
"Little sister, the sword your senior brother is looking for is a sword that a monk can hold in his hand so that he will not kneel when he meets evil people, he will not kneel when he meets demons, he will not kneel when he meets gods and Buddhas, he will dare to fight when he encounters injustice, he will dare to fight when he encounters injustice, and he will dare to fight when he encounters the will of heaven. A sword!"
Recalling the words of Senior Brother Jianjiu, he looked at Xu Taiping's straight figure with a sword pointing straight at the sky.
Lu Rushuang suddenly burst into tears.
Having recognized the Rusty Lion and Xu Taiping's swordsmanship, she understood better than anyone else what kind of belief Xu Taiping held when wielding the sword.
"Taiping, ring your sword and let the monks in the five directions have a look."
"Even if I am limited by the way of heaven, I, Zhenwu Tian, and I, Qingxuan Sect, still have the sharpest swords in the five worlds!"
Lu Rushuang suddenly stood up a bit glumly.
"Zheng!"
Just at this moment, Xu Taiping, who was holding the sword, flicked his wrist, and a sword cry with awe-inspiring meaning, like the chanting sound from an ancient immortal, resounded through the Golden Scale Pond.
Immediately, a line of simple words appeared in the sky above the Golden Scale Platform along with Xu Taiping's trembling sword tip——
"The drums are weak and the strength is exhausted, the arrows are exhausted and the strings are broken, the white blades are crossed and the swords are broken, the two armies are frowning and fighting for life and death."
