Xuanyuan descended to Zong, Houshan, six years later.
A boy of fourteen or five years old was sitting cross-legged in meditation, with a calm expression and a faint silver light emitting from his body.
After a while, the silver light slowly entered his body. The young man opened his eyes, stood up and walked slowly outside the house. At this time, the moon was in the sky, and the moonlight poured down on the bamboo forest and on him.
It was Yuan Qing.
In six years, Yuan Qing grew from a slightly immature Taoist boy to a slender, lean boy. His originally round face now began to have edges and corners.
Seemingly in a good mood, Yuan Qing casually hummed an unknown tune while walking towards Zhu Ling'er's house.
In the past six years, Yuan Qing had lived a very peaceful and fulfilling life. He went to Chuan Gong Pavilion on the fifteenth and end of every month to listen to the teachings. From practicing Qi and heart to elixir formations to magic techniques, it can be said to be all-encompassing.
Although there is no senior brother who explains the way of swordsmanship, after all, stones from other mountains can attack jade, and Yuan Qing's understanding of the way of swordsmanship has also made great progress in these years.
I have never stopped reading books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion once a month. I have long been familiar with the "Experiences of Qi Training", and I have also dabbled in the Five Elements Technique. Although I can't say that I am proficient in it, I can shoot a small fireball. Water arrows are still very easy.
Occasionally I went to the first floor to read some geography and customs books, and I got a general understanding of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the surrounding Chu and Han countries.
I passed the quiz three years ago easily, but during the quiz, a boy in martial arts uniform from Chu State seemed to have written some deviant remarks, which made Mr. Jiang very angry, but for some unknown reason he passed in the end.
The rest of the time, apart from "discussing" with Zhu Ling'er, he also studied the "Taibai Sword Sutra" alone.
"Taibai Sword Sutra" is indeed the supreme secret book of swordsmanship passed down from ancient times. Its contents are vast and its insights into the swordsmanship are incisive and detailed.
The whole book is divided into sword refining techniques, sword forging techniques, sword raising techniques, as well as extra chapters on swordsmanship and sword weapons.
The sword refining method is divided into seven levels, corresponding to the realm of cultivation, but it is different from the general cultivation method. The sword refining method uses the internal organs and the five elements as a furnace to calcine the heaven and earth energy into a little pure sword energy stored in the Dantian. The sword energy is in the essence. In purity but not in quantity, the sword energy gathers and the sword embryo is born, and then becomes a fetus and transforms into a baby, achieving the supreme swordsmanship.
The law of sword forging is a set of mysterious techniques that use the natal sword to exercise one's own spiritual consciousness. The so-called natal sword and sword cultivation are connected by blood and share weal and woe. The whole skill of a swordsman is based on this sword. If the sword of his destiny is destroyed, not to mention that the sword destroys and kills people, it is not much different.
When cultivating to the Second Heavy Sword Embryo Realm, monks can use earth fire to refine their natal swords. The process is complicated, delicate, and very arduous. Of course, the sword cultivator's strength will be greatly improved when the sword is completed.
As for the method of raising swords, it is how to nurture the natal sword and turn it into a sword pill, and even finally give birth to spiritual wisdom.
Yuan Qing was still in the first level at this time, and there were only eight pure sword qi in his Dantian. Compared with the other disciples, the full qi sea was just a drop in the ocean. There were many disciples who started at the same time, although they didn't show much on the surface, but deep down in their hearts. He has long been regarded as a useless person.
Yuan Qing didn't bother to argue with these people, so he had no friends except Zhu Ling'er for six years.
Unknowingly, he had reached Zhu Ling'er's "Lingshui Pavilion". Seeing that there was no one in the house, Yuan Qing kept walking towards the depths of the bamboo forest.
Gradually there was the sound of water. It was a small stream in the forest. It twisted and turned against the stream and then suddenly opened up. I saw a small waterfall hanging on the low cliff. There was a clear pool below. Not far from the pool, there was a cardamom-aged man. The girl, wearing a plain robe, sat cross-legged on the bluestone, with a blue ribbon above her head stretching and flowing in the air as if she had spirituality.
Yuan Qing looked at Zhu Ling'er. She looked particularly peaceful under the moonlight. The flowers had not yet bloomed, but she could already see her beauty.
When he was slightly sluggish, a ball of water hit Yuan Qing. Yuan Qing laughed helplessly: "Here we go again," and then the figure swayed to the left and stood a foot away.
I saw the water ball flowing and changing, gradually forming a row of flying needles. After a slight pause, it flew towards them with a "swish".
Seeing this, Yuan Qing could only helplessly shake his figure again, but instead of dodging in the distance, he flew towards Zhu Ling'er like the wind passing by.
The ribbon on Zhu Ling'er's head circled briefly and flew towards the rushing Yuan Qing like a ray of blue light. At the same time, she made seals with her hands, and a water-blue shield appeared in front of her.
A green light flashed in Yuan Qing's hand, it was the spirit wood sword, and then his figure kept moving, the sword moved with the shadow, the sword light was heavy, and the sword energy was everywhere, but before the sword energy could reach, all the silk ribbons around him were Blocking it, the occasional fish that slipped through the net and hit the water shield only caused a few ripples.
Seeing that the ribbons around him seemed to be closing in, Yuan Qing had no choice but to stop, hold the sword in front of him, concentrate and hold his breath, and then swung forward heavily, and saw a thick blue sword energy flying away, and the blue silk ribbon Give up the encirclement trend and immediately resist layer by layer.
Although the sword energy was hindered, it finally broke through the many barriers and struck on the water shield. The water suddenly scattered, and the sword energy passed through, leaving a sword mark about one foot long and three inches deep on the bluestone. , but Zhu Linger has long disappeared behind the water shield.
Yuan Qing swung the sword, his body was slightly empty, and when he was recovering his breath, several small arrows suddenly appeared around him, and Zhu Ling'er was standing by with a smile on his face.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Qing put away the Lingmu Sword, then stood there with his hands behind his hands, his head slightly raised back, as if he was ready to be slaughtered.
Seeing his behavior, Zhu Ling'er couldn't help but chuckle, waved her hand to put away the spell, recalled the silk ribbon, and said with a smile: "Why, kill him just by pulling his neck?"
Yuan Qing looked at Zhu Ling'er without speaking, but felt the spiritual pressure on her body at close range. After a moment, they asked in surprise: "Zhu Ling'er, have you reached the tenth level of Qi training so quickly?"
Zhu Ling'er raised her chin and replied with a hint of pride: "That's right, I am extremely smart and talented, but just practicing Qi at the tenth level is not as simple as eating and drinking. It's not worth mentioning. Junior Brother Yuanqing, what are you doing now? How many floors is it on?"
Yuan Qing gave her a blank look and did not answer. Instead, he defended himself: "Huh, that's the geographical convenience of this pond. It would be different if you change the place!"
"Tell me, why are you looking for this fairy in the middle of the night?" Zhu Ling'er put her hands in, really trying to teach her junior brother a lesson.
"Humph, this swordsman is just tired from practicing, so I can't take a walk while the moonlight is just right." Yuan Qing said as he walked towards Zhu Ling'er.
Six years ago, Yuan Qing was slightly shorter than Zhu Linger, but now he is half a head taller than her.
Zhu Ling'er circled around Yuan Qing and exclaimed in wonder: "This Taibai Sword Sutra is really magical. Even when I am so close to you, I can only feel the spiritual pressure of the third or fourth level of Qi training. The sword you just made was the result of Qi training." Even the tenth level of Qi can't resist it. If someone who doesn't know what's going on fights you, they will definitely suffer a big loss!"
Yuan Qing sighed and said: "It is too difficult to smelt sword energy. I have a strong foundation in taking medicinal baths and taking Peiyuan Pill since I was a child. Now I have only refined eight sword energy, and the remaining medicinal power in my body is even more powerful." If you don’t save one, think about it, you still need four sword qi to reach perfection, and after you reach perfection, you still need to refine and melt the qi into an embryo, so the road is long and long!”
Zhu Ling'er gently patted Yuan Qing's shoulder and comforted him: "It's said that only by accumulating strength can you gain strength. I know you didn't try your best just now. With your current strength, you can win the battle at the tenth level of Qi training. It can be seen from this Sword Sutra Although the cultivation is difficult and the power is really infinite, isn't it easy for Yuanda Sword Immortal with the majestic Nine Spirit Sword Body?"
Yuan Qing laughed loudly after hearing this: "That's just a sword scripture. How can it be difficult for me, the Great Sword Immortal!"
As if he suddenly remembered something, he changed the topic: "By the way, the next sect competition will be held in three days. Do you, a master of the tenth level of Qi training, want to participate?"
Zhu Ling'er seemed to have thought about this for a long time, and replied without thinking: "I have entered the tenth level not long ago, and my foundation is still shallow. Besides, my "Lotus Heart Sutra" heavy energy pulse is long, and I don't have any powerful means of victory. At this time, If you compete with the previous seniors, you will most likely lose more than you win. Maybe in ten years I will have broken through the twelfth level and have successfully built the foundation, and then there will be no need to participate in the competition."
After hearing this, Yuan Qing replied: "I will probably participate in the next competition. It is a bit difficult to achieve the second level in ten years. Grandpa said that everything will be ruined if it is not prepared. I plan to compete in those competitions. Watch and learn every day, as the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger."
Zhu Ling'er nodded: "Yes, I will accompany you. Maybe I can't build the foundation, and we will have to meet in the ring. Then we can ask Yuanda Sword Immortal to show mercy."
Yuan Qing grinned: "It's easy to talk about, hahaha."
Zhu Ling'er smiled slyly: "Sword Immortal Yuan Da, it's been a long night, why don't we just fight and spar and just pass the time?" As he spoke, water drops of different sizes floated around his body, and the silk ribbon in his sleeves was about to move.
"I remembered that there is something urgent at home, so I have to say goodbye!" Yuan Qing used the Fufeng Step, which was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Zhu Ling'er covered her mouth and chuckled, and all the water drops around her fell. Then she lightly tapped her toes and landed lightly on the bluestone. She didn't sit down, but just looked at the moonlight in the pool quietly, and then , I don’t know what I thought of, and the corners of my mouth raised in a nice arc.
Three days later.
Early in the morning, many disciples gathered in the Tai Chi Square in front of the Chuan Gong Pavilion. There were two red lists standing beside the arena. Twelve names were written on one of them in gold powder. The name of Senior Brother Feng who was not allowed to enter was also clearly visible. Still the first in the list.
The other page states the competition format and rewards: three days of big scores, the top six will be determined on the first day, the top three will be determined on the second day, and the first and second place will be determined on the third day.
The first two days of competition adopt a two-pair elimination system, and the winner advances to the next round. On the third day, there is a round-robin competition. The winner gets one point, the one with two points is ranked first, and the one with one point is ranked second.
The first place will be awarded a Foundation-Building Pill and enter the Shangzong Yuanling Spirit Pond for one day; the second place will be awarded a Foundation-Building Pill.
It was almost noon when Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er arrived at Tai Chi Square. Five Tai Chi chairs were placed in front of the hall, and a circle of disciples stood around the ring to watch the battle.
At noon, I saw five figures appearing in front of the hall. One of them was still wearing a black Taoist robe and had an outstanding appearance. It was Senior Brother Xu. The other four were all wearing moon-white Taoist robes and had their heads tied in a bun.
The first person on the left is actually the old man in the left hall. He stands quite upright, and with his white robe with a bun, he really means something true. The second person on the left is a middle-aged man. This man, whose surname is Sun, once taught Dharma to all the disciples in the Chuan Gong Pavilion and was proficient in the Five Elements technique.
The first person on the right hand is a Taoist nun in her thirties, surnamed Yu, who once explained the essentials of alchemy formations to all the disciples; the second person on the right hand, with white hair but a rather burly figure, surnamed Wang, once explained to all the disciples how to practice alchemy. The Way of Utensils. .
When everyone saw these five people, they all bowed and saluted, saying, "I have met Senior Brother Xu."
Xu Jingtian took a step forward, returned the salute with his hands, and then spoke, his voice was not loud but could be heard clearly: "Today's competition is a competition among the same students. It only determines the outcome, not life and death. If one party leaves the stage or admits defeat, the competition will be terminated. You can show off your magical powers. Let’s stop chatting and let the game begin.” After saying that, he returned to his seat and sat down.
"The first match, Feng Xifeng versus Zhu Yunpeng."
Tian Yi, who was still wearing apricot Taoist robes, appeared in the middle of the ring at some point. As soon as he finished speaking, Senior Brother Feng, who had changed into plain Taoist robes, came on stage from the west side of the ring. At the same time, a strong man came on stage from the east side.
After the two stood still, Tian Yi announced: "The game begins."
The two of them greeted each other first, then stepped towards each other and rushed towards each other at the same time.
