Chapter 331: Four Styles of Sword Pavilion
When you walk in from the mountain gate, you can see Taoist temples scattered all over the place. The carved beams and painted buildings are all simple and elegant. They are a little less imposing than Zhenwu Dao Temple and a little more charming like Xiaoyao Dao Sect.
"This kid is having a pretty good day!"
Yi Xifeng saw the scenery in front of him. Compared with wandering on the sea some time ago, it was obvious that the Zhenwu Dao Temple was much more comfortable than those casual cultivators.
There are several streams and deep pools surrounding the Taoist temple. On both sides of the streams are reclaimed terraces, making many things self-sufficient.
Yi Xifeng and Yang Hua walked into a Taoist temple and soon came to a small hall. The plaque on the door of the hall was inscribed, "Zhuji Hall."
The door of the Zuoji Hall was ajar, but Yang Hua didn't care. He stepped forward and pushed the door open, followed by Yi Xifeng.
The interior decoration of this book-making hall is simple and simple. Only a huanghuali wood offering table is placed in the center of the hall, and Taoist tablets are placed on the table for people to worship.
Yi Xifeng looked at the ranking title of "Zhenwu Emperor" and felt a little touched in his heart, thinking of those years when he tempered his sword heart next to the statue of Zhenwu Emperor in the Zhenwu Dao Hall... It must have been three or four years ago.
After the altar, there are several wooden tables arranged in various directions, with some books and ink scattered on the table.
"Speaking of which, it has been a long time since there has been a new registration in this book-making hall, and it has become a bit desolate over time." Yang Hua walked to a wooden table, opened the thick books on the table, and pointed at it to Yi Xi. The wind said: "Write your name here!"
Yi Xifeng stepped forward, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote three big characters, Li Chengtao!
"Is this enough?" Yi Xifeng asked.
"There's still one step left!"
After saying that, the young man walked to the altar table where the Taoist tablets were placed, bowed his hands with Taoist etiquette, then took out a small square seal from behind the tablet, walked to Yi Xifeng, and printed the square seal on the roster. The ground is covered with the words "Li Chengtao".
Yi Xifeng glanced at it and saw four small words on the seal, Zhenwu Dao Palace!
"In this case, it is considered that the registration is successful. I will take you to see the Great Elder and ask her to unlock the seal for you!" Yang Hua said.
Zhenwu Hall always has four main halls and dozens of other side halls and smaller halls. Only inner disciples can live in the halls.
The four main halls are Zhongyuan, Qingtian, Zhu Feng, and Mo Dan. Zhongyuan is the residence of the hall master, and the other three halls belong to three elders.
The great elder lives in Zhu Feng Hall.
Yang Hua led Yi Xifeng all the way to Zhufeng Hall, and at the same time explained in a low voice: "The hall master is currently in retreat. Apart from Hall Master Lu, the one with the highest cultivation level is the Great Elder Wu Xi. Your inner strength has been blocked. It’s best to let the Great Elder take a look at the matter first!”
Yi Xifeng knew in his heart that the so-called "great elder" of Zhenwu Hall was only at the level of "outer elder". After all, none of the inner elders of the Zhenwu Dao Palace are at the level of a hero.
Thinking about it this way, the number of powerful sects in the eight major sects like Zhenwu Daodian is indeed terrifying. Just the number of elders from the inner sect that Yi Xifeng knew was quite a lot from all the major sects combined.
In this way, many old men with strong martial arts skills may not even show up on the Pingtian Ranking.
"Brother Yang Hua, thank you so much for this journey!" Yi Xifeng cupped his hands and thanked Yang Hua.
"We are from the same house, how can we be so polite?" Yang Hua grinned and waved his hand.
When he reached the door of the palace, Yang Hua raised his voice and said to the palace: "Disciple Yang Hua, when he returned from an outing, he met a Taoist disciple who was living in the sea. I brought him here to pay homage to the great elder!"
"Bring him in!" A cold voice came from Zhu Feng Hall.
Yi Xifeng's heart moved. This great elder was actually a woman!
Stepping into the Zhufeng Hall, the interior decoration is more simple and elegant than that of the Zhuji Hall. There are 18 beams and pillars standing in the hall. Between the beams and pillars are surrounded by yellow curtains with scriptures written on them. On the ground paved with smooth bluestone slabs, There is a three-legged tripod with ears, and the incense of peace and tranquility is burning inside the tripod.
Deep in the hall, there is a large screen, embroidered not with the flowers that my daughter likes to see, but with swords of different styles.
Through the screen, you can see the graceful figure looming behind.
"Li Chengtao, right?" A soft voice came from behind the screen.
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Chapter 331: Four Styles of Sword Pavilion
Yi Xifeng was slightly startled, but he came to his senses in an instant, and then calmly cupped his hands and said: "Disciple Li Chengtao, pay your respects to my elder."
"I heard from Yang Hua that the seal in your body was made by someone from the Divine Religion?"
There was a faint sound of turning books inside the screen. Yi Xifeng raised her eyes and saw half of her body silhouetted on the screen, and she was holding a dossier in her hand.
"Yes. It was sealed by Han Sanli himself." Yi Xifeng replied honestly.
My elder was silent for a moment, slowly put down the file in his hand, and sighed: "Go back, I can't do anything about this seal."
Yi Xifeng: "..."
Hey, you haven’t tried it yet! Maybe that old devil Han is just too playful, what if it breaks easily?
Yi Xifeng still held on to the idea that "I can still rescue him."
"Even if the leader of the divine sect uses the simplest seal, it's not something I can break with my level of cultivation, so I'd better give up."
The other party added the word "still" before "give up", obviously seeing that Yi Xifeng still had illusions before, which made him want to cry even more.
"But even the simplest seal requires the energy of the sealer. You might as well think about why the leader of the divine religion imposes a seal on you."
The Great Elder's voice was as soft as silk and extremely listenable, but the words he spoke made Yi Xifeng's heart move.
He recalled that day in the main hall of Biyou Palace, when he fought his way out of the siege of a group of divine cultists with serious injuries...
The last scene that impressed me was when he begged Han Sanli for mercy, and the other party said "help me", and then he was slapped by the other party into that barren sea...
My elder is right. Due to emotions and reasons, Han Sanli should not bother to seal herself and then throw her into the secret realm. It's only reasonable to slap him to death.
Yi Xifeng could not guess Han Sanli's motives, and he had not considered this issue before. After all, no normal person would take the time to speculate on the saint's intentions.
Yi Xifeng could only attribute it to this: it was just to trap himself in this secret realm forever...
There was no more dialogue between the two, and only the sound of turning books could be heard in the hall from time to time.
"Disciple has been taught." Yi Xifeng slightly cupped his hands, then turned around and left.
"Wait a moment, would you mind telling me the result of your thinking?" The soft voice came from the screen again.
Yi Xifeng thought for a while, because this matter involved a sacred saint, he still didn't want to tell anything about Li Xintian for the time being, so he handed over his hand and replied: "Master Han saw that I have wonderful bones, and I have the ability to break first and then stand up! "
The figure behind the screen remained motionless at first, then there was a chuckle, and the file in his hand was put back on the table.
Yi Xifeng raised his head and watched the beautiful shadow on the roller blind move slightly.
"Yang Hua." Her words carried some inner strength and were directly transmitted outside the hall.
The door was pushed open, and Yang Hua walked forward directly, stood side by side with Yi Xifeng, cupped his hands and said, "Great Elder, are you looking for me?"
"Teach him the basic swordsmanship of our Zhenwu Hall. As for internal strength, there is no need to consider it."
"yes!"
After Yang Hua bowed his hands and agreed, no one in the hall made a sound. After a while, Yi Xifeng said curiously: "My elder, if there is nothing else, then the disciple will withdraw first?"
Yang Hua also raised his head and looked at the hall, but at this time there was no one behind the curtain.
Yi Xifeng walked out of the Zhu Feng Palace with some gloominess and raised his eyes to look at the endless sky in the distance. It had to be said that the capital city of God's Domain was indeed very mysterious. If he hadn't known that this place was a secret realm, Yi Xifeng would have really thought that this place was still in the present world.
He thought of the girl who stood side by side with him and did not hesitate to contradict the entire divine cult...
"Xintian, where are you?" Yi Xifeng muttered to himself in confusion.
This secret realm of the divine religion is like a huge cage, and the seal on his body is an invisible shackles.
The cage and shackles tightly trapped Yi Xifeng here.
"I'm afraid I will die of old age in this secret realm for the rest of my life." Yi Xifeng smiled bitterly, and then he remembered a sentence inexplicably, and whispered: "It's a pity that the secret realm cherishes the character, it's like a new dream person..."
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Chapter 331: Four Styles of Sword Pavilion
"What a poem, what a poem!"
Yang Hua appeared out of nowhere behind Yi Xifeng, shaking his head with his hands behind his back.
Looking at his intoxicated look, it felt like he had written this sentence, and it felt like Yi Xifeng's recitation was not as good as his, but it felt really good for him to listen to it, and it felt like he was so happy that he was about to shed...
Yi Xifeng had no reason to feel that this person was very annoying, but he couldn't really get angry with him.
Yang Hua poked Yi Xifeng with his elbow and said seriously, "Brother Li, it doesn't matter if the seal can't be broken now. It will loosen in a few years, and it will be easy to handle by then."
Yi Xifeng had a dark look on his face and thought to himself: "Do you think this seal is made of rusty iron? I'm afraid the grass on my grave isn't even two meters high, and this thing is still clinging to me..."
He could only reply with a smile on his face: "It doesn't matter, the great elder asked you to teach me sword moves. Come on, teach me quickly. How about you just practice it?!"
Yang Hua raised his eyebrows slightly. Somewhat curiously, he asked: "Can you use a sword?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the long black sword at Yi Xifeng's waist.
Yi Xifeng immediately showed a shy smile and replied with a smile: "No, but I can play with you..."
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"Oh, brother Chengtao, your swordsmanship is very weird, so weird!"
"Ci'ao, your body is not beautiful like this! Your style is not pretty!"
"Brother Li, the great elder asked you to learn swordsmanship from me. Don't knock my sword off again and again..."
"The sword also has dignity. You can disrespect me, but you can't disrespect the sword, you know? Li Chengtao!"
…
Yi Xifeng looked at Yang Hua who was furious, blushing and cursing, and the original depression because the seal could not be released was swept away.
He doesn't want to die in this secret realm. The most important thing for him at the moment is to improve his strength. As long as it is a secret realm, there must be an exit!
This was said by Li Chengqian. Thinking of Yang Hua's attitude towards "Li Chengqian" when they first met, he felt that he could investigate more about this coach Chengqian who was obsessed with exploring secret realms.
Yang Hua quickly led him into a forest. Yi Xifeng looked up at the dense forest and suddenly remembered the forest where Li Chengqian and Li Chengtao taught him the exercises in Yinren Village.
Five years ago, Yinren was destroyed, and he never dared to return to his previous village to see the people there and the woods...
"This is the back forest of Zhenwu Hall. When the elder taught us swordsmanship, he was here." Yang Hua patted an ancient tree covered with sword marks and threw one of the two wooden swords in his hand to Yi Xi. wind.
"The fighting session has come to an end for now." Yang Hua's face looked a little ugly, but he still continued:
"In Zhenwu Kendo, the most basic four sword techniques are: breaking sword posture, swinging sword posture, horizontal sword posture and the final sword closing posture, which became the "Four Sword Pavilion Styles"."
"Stay strong... um, got it!"
Yi Xifeng smacked his lips in a dignified manner.
Yang Hua: "..."
Ignoring Yi Xifeng, Yang Hua shook the wooden sword in his hand and continued: "Breaking Sword Style, gather thousands of attacks at one point, and level the sea with one sword."
"Stab... Got it."
Yi Xifeng took the wooden sword and poked forward.
"Sword-swinging style, use the short point of the sword to hit the strong point of the enemy's weapon, causing it to deviate from the attack direction and wait for an opportunity to counterattack."
"Sword movement...I understand." Yi Xifeng's wooden sword drew a circle in front of him.
"Horizontal sword stance, place the sword horizontally in front of you, the sword and man become one, motionless as a mountain!"
"Block...I understand." Yi Xifeng blocked the wooden sword in front of him.
"The last step is the sword-retracting position. The sword moves can be released as you wish, and then retracted according to the scene. It should be retracted and released freely."
"When it's time to take action, just take action~ When it's time to stop, just stop~... Uh, I understand."
Yi Xifeng suddenly raised his voice, startling Yang Hua for no reason.
Yang Hua's facial expression also changed from normal to helpless, and finally turned into a bitter smile. The fair young man in front of him blinked at him, meaning what's next?
Yang Hua couldn't help but replied in a friendly (vicious) way: "Congratulations to Brother Li! You have completely mastered the four styles of Jianting. Now let's fight Yang Hua, a disciple of Zhenwutang!" (This chapter is not finished yet!)
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After he finished speaking, he stabbed with his sword. Yi Xifeng quickly dodged and said: "Sneak attack! No martial ethics!"
"Practical combat is the best teacher, give me a move! Broken Sword Style!"
Yi Xifeng knew that he could not rely on physical strength this time. After all, the focus of the Four Sword Pavilion Styles was on the sword style, rather than the competition of internal strength and strength.
Yang Hua's attack was very fast. Yi Xifeng could use his body skills to dodge, but it was difficult to dodge under the wooden sword. He raised the wooden sword horizontally in front of his chest and shouted in a low voice: "Horizontal sword style!"
With a "click" sound, the wooden sword blade in Yi Xifeng's hand instantly turned into fragments, and a huge force shot out from Yang Hua's sword edge and crashed into Yi Xifeng's chest!
Naturally, the fair young man fell heavily to the ground.
"Huh? That's not right! I don't use physical strength, why do you still use inner energy!"
Yang Hua put away the wooden sword, shook his head proudly, and explained: "If the enemy knew that your inner strength was blocked, I'm afraid the attack just now would be ten times harder than mine!"
Yi Xifeng showed a wry smile, and Yang Hua continued: "Brother Li, although this "Four Sword Pavilion Styles" is just a simple move, how to use it and which move to use are all based on the comparison of the strength between yourself and the enemy. The results are not just memorized."
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