Zhujian Villa occupies a large area. Entering from the main entrance is a hard stone square paved with white marble bricks. After passing through the hall and patio, crossing the long corridor on the left, is where the guests live.
There are many rockeries, strange rocks, and bamboo and plum trees in that area. In March and April every year, the fragrance is fragrant. The paths wind between the grass and trees, connecting the guest rooms and courtyards.
In one of the courtyards, Guan Luoyang was sitting at the round stone table, holding a holy fist scroll in his hand. Groups of light butterflies flew from the other side of the courtyard, and when they touched Guan Luoyang's body, they faintly transformed into a little bit. Thin light flowed under his robe, gathering and engulfing his eyes.
The little Taoist priest next to him is practicing Qigong.
Among the three secret books left by Xue Longzi, there is only one set of techniques for bare-handed fighting - "The Thirteen Hands of Flying Snow and White Rainbow". However, this set of skills mainly focuses on retracting and releasing hidden weapons. If it is used as a palm magician, It's too nimble but not steady enough. Even if it's an enemy with comparable internal strength, it may be difficult to defeat it with just one or two hits.
But now the little Taoist priest is practicing this set of fist and palm skills. He reaches out with his hand, grabs with his backhand, his body flips up and down, his arms grab and tear, and the palm skills of opening and closing are mixed with continuous and chasing wind and moon. Grappling techniques.
Even when the steps rise and fall, the heels and toes are as sharp as attacking the enemy's lower body and breaking bones and joints. .
This was obviously modified by Guan Luoyang.
It is still morning, and after the little Taoist master has memorized this set of skills, it is the time when he has been practicing most vigorously recently.
He was just halfway through practicing this time when Guan Luoyang at the table twitched his ears slightly and suddenly said: "Practice basic skills instead."
As soon as these words spread, the golden light butterflies that were flying in an endless stream became sparse, and soon there were only three or two left, clinging to the corners of Guan Luoyang's clothes, dispersing and integrating into his body and mind.
The little Taoist priest has become accustomed to such strange sights. He knows that these butterflies are all caused by the elder brother who is lying down and sleeping in the courtyard. The elder brother goes out to chat with people for a long time and will sleep in when he comes back. There will be butterflies flying out.
He let out a cry, stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, shoulders relaxed and elbows down, not far away from an old plum tree, facing the wall, about five feet apart, slowly breathing out and sending out a palm.
A cold wind rushed over and exploded softly on the wall. A piece of frost the size of a bowl spread, and the white color of the frost was quite conspicuous on the blue-gray stone bricks.
Xia Qing hooked back his left hand and slapped it with his right palm. Another strong wind rushed out and hit the wall, hitting the area where the frost spread.
The piece of frost was cracked and most of it fell off, revealing the slightly moist color of the frozen masonry below.
This basic skill is also Guan Luoyang's guidance.
Xia Qing was required to use the power of ice and cold every time he used his left hand to make a palm move. He must let the frost condense on the place where the palm wind hit. When he shot out with his right hand, he had to restrain the cold energy and use only the strong wind inspired by his pure internal force to remove all the ice and frost. Knock down.
In this way, the left and right hands take turns to practice. After the right palm is finally shot, there must be no trace of frost left on the wall to pass the test.
It's a pity that Xia Qing's power control is not so subtle, and there is no way to ensure that each palm wind can just remove all the frost from the previous palm, so that the frost marks on the wall are getting thicker and thicker.
When the large criss-crossing white ice flowers spread to a diameter of nearly half a foot, someone stood outside the courtyard and said with a smile: "Are some of the nephews living in it?"
Guan Luoyang put away the scroll, stood up and said, "Master Wu?"
Wu Pingqiang crossed the courtyard gate: "It's the old man."
He glanced over and saw Xia Qing practicing his palms there. His palms were whistling with wind and frost marks accumulated. It was indeed the most authentic foundation of the Glacial Sect's internal skills. The three sons he carefully taught may not have such pure skills when they were Xia Qing's age.
"We parted ways decades ago. The old friends of Bingglai wandered around the world and never met each other. It's sad. But today, I see that he has disciples like you. I really envy him."
Wu Pingqiang looked at Guan Luoyang as he spoke.
This man has bright features, a brilliant radiance, and a strong and handsome figure. The white ink-patterned robe draped around him does not show much leisure and elegance, only a vigorous and fluttering temperament.
It was just a matter of looking at him like this. When Wu Pingqiang silently used his skills to look at him more carefully, he suddenly felt that the other person was full of energy, which actually made him tremble slightly between his eyebrows.
Guan Luoyang smiled and said: "Master Wu, what do you want to do?"
Wu Pingqiang was stunned for a moment, and the floating thoughts in his heart, after meeting him for real like this, suddenly felt a little boring for some reason.
Such a young and outstanding person somehow reminded him of him, like a handful of fresh snow or a newly washed sword with red flames.
The other party is always sharpening himself. As a swordsmith, if you don't even have this vision, wouldn't it be ridiculous to use those vulgar green silk threads to wrap them up layer by layer to disturb the refining of the sword?
"ha."
Wu Pingqiang shook his head and smiled, decisively abandoned those pretentious temptations, and went straight to the point, "Is the Jade Snow Dragon ringing around you? Can you let me have a look?"
"Don't worry, I've had a reputation for decades and I can't afford to lose my face by trying to steal something from a younger generation. If the things are really here and you can borrow them to look at, I can give you two famous swords or take you with me. Go and see with your own eyes a magical weapon that is about to be completed."
When he said the last sentence, his eyebrows were raised and his expression was high, "There are millions of people in the world. In the past hundred years, except for me, maybe you are the only one who has had this opportunity to see the scene before a magic weapon was released."
There are not even a thousand but eight hundred famous swords in the world. If you include those famous and rare items that have been circulated in ancient times and have various anecdotes, the number is even more difficult to calculate.
However, only weapons that can be "dismantled" can be called magic weapons. The number of such weapons in the Central Plains since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period may not be as high as thirty, excluding those that have been destroyed and are still in existence today. There are only a handful of divine weapons.
The word "bingjie" has a long history. It originally refers to those who seek immortality and learn Taoism, and use weapons to achieve liberation. They use weapons and swords to destroy the physical body, abandon the body, and let the spotless spirit transcend.
During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, some people who did not understand martial arts and were obsessed with mystical theories would also pursue corpse dissolution and military dissolution. They worked hard to forge a magic sword for themselves and insert it from the top of their heads. This approach was actually equivalent to suicide.
The weapon solution in martial arts is a serious matter. It refers to the dissolution and integration of divine weapons into the body. Not only does it not abandon the body, but it is greatly beneficial to refining the body.
When a divine weapon is dissolved into the body, it can cause the blood to be clean and the meridians and bones to be faintly transformed. It has the unique properties of the divine weapon itself, almost seeming to be otherworldly.
For example, there are two magical weapons in Laojun Mountain: the Wuwei Divine Sword and the Five-Colored Seal, each with its own unique abilities.
Treasures such as the Jade Snow Dragon Ring and the Tianji Jade Mirror have unique effects that far exceed those of ordinary weapons. The reason why they cannot be called magic weapons is because these two things cannot be broken into the body. .
Therefore, the appearance of a true magic weapon before it is released is indeed a rare sight.
Guan Luoyang is also curious. There are no weapons that can be integrated into the body at the Samsara base. There are power systems such as the absolutely double-edged "Flame Fang" and the Void Genome of the Guilty Crown, even if they are only two stars. Level, you can do similar things.
But a world of martial arts forging such magical weapons seemed particularly interesting to him, and he really wanted to take a look at it if he had the chance.
Guan Luoyang pondered for a moment and then took out the jade snow dragon ring.
After Gu Lanxiang left, except for Xia Qing who instilled some infuriating energy every day, Guan Luoyang kept this thing himself at other times.
As soon as Wu Pingqiang saw this long-lost glacier sect treasure, his expression could not help but reveal a little excitement. After he took it, he cherished it as if it were a piece of his own life.
His expression calmed down, he was slightly lost, and he was so focused that he completely forgot about other things.
The snowy ridges and glaciers of the Tianshan Mountains establish the sect.
At that time, the young Glacier disciples would climb through the clouds and mist halfway up the mountain to practice swordsmanship on the top of the cliff.
At sunrise, if you look at it with all your eyes, the hundreds of majestic and majestic peaks have become like new bamboo shoots, with their tips poking out among the sea of clouds and fog.
When that red sun rises, there will be a moment when it will be guarded by the highest peak and dye the sea of clouds into a cloud of clouds.
The icicles and ice edges formed on the rocks on the top of the cliff are like jade trees and viburnums, shining with colorful brilliance.
Every time that time comes, the disciples who are brothers and sisters will wander in a moment of silence, looking up at the sun, until the sunlight becomes dazzling again and cannot be seen directly.
The clouds and mists are far away, and the glaciers are no longer there.
At the end of March, plum trees grow in the courtyard.
Wu Pingqiang raised his head with a sigh but not a sigh, his face seemed to be reminiscing and playing like a child, and he raised the jade snow dragon ring towards the sun.
He stretched his arms as much as possible and raised his head, not knowing whether he was looking at the jade ring or the sunshine in the ring.
The eyes of a first-class expert can look directly into the midday sun.
He blinked, and some characters suddenly appeared in his eyes.
It was exactly at this time that the sun shone directly through the jade ring, and was something that could only be seen when it hit the eyes. The blurred and ancient light and shadow were concise and concise, but the preface and the follower were inconsistent.
How can gold, stone, and brilliance be controlled by humans? They take lives and make fun of popular customs. The first one is all over the world, and the second one is unknown in the world. If there is no second or third place, how can it be the top honor? Foolish men, all of them are ridiculous. people……
It seems that they are just some random words written by an old man grumbling, but even this kind of grumbling must be hidden in the dragon ring that is regarded as a treasure by the world with extremely exquisite techniques.
Wu Pingqiang looked at it without blinking, then put down the jade ring and said, "Follow me."
He immediately strode out of the courtyard, stepped on the tips of the grass blades without even touching the ground, and walked away like riding the wind.
Guan Luoyang pulled Xia Qing up and followed effortlessly.
The guarding disciples on the back hill of Zhujian Villa were a little at a loss when they saw their old villa master performing Qing Kung in a hurry, with two unfamiliar faces following behind him.
A guard disciple was about to step forward to ask Guan Luoyang and the others, when suddenly Wu Pingqiang in front of him threw out a soft force without looking back, pushing the guard disciple away.
Everyone knew what he meant immediately and moved out of the way, watching in surprise as Guan Luoyang and the others stepped into the main area of Zhujian Villa.
The strange thing is that on the road leading from Zhujian Villa to the back mountain, the guard disciples are scattered everywhere. The guards are quite strict at the beginning, but the further you go to the back mountain, the more sparse the people are.
Moreover, the position of the guard has become weird. It is not between any important roads. It seems to be just patrolling the mountains and fields at will. It is hard to tell which road leads directly to the real place where the sword is made.
Of course, Guan Luoyang and the others have Wu Pingqiang to lead the way, so there is no need to worry about this at all.
After they crossed the hillside, they did not go to higher places. They took a detour and turned sharply down until they reached the foot of the mountain.
There is a deep pool at the foot of the mountain. There are huge rocks on the water, and the rocks are as sharp as a knife.
Wu Pingqiang kept walking and jumped directly into the pool.
Guan Luoyang paused for a moment and then followed in.
Because he had a little Taoist priest with him, he used his skills to move away the water around him and create a dry spherical space under the water. He also relied on the method of affecting gravity to make the sphere sink, chasing Wu Pingqiang's traces.
This pool of water looks faintly blue underwater, but the water quality is extremely clear. It seems that there are no traces of fish, shrimps and crabs.
Wu Pingqiang dived all the way down, selected the target with familiarity, and swam toward the gap in the boulder.
It is said to be a gap, but in fact, the size is like a deep tunnel. If you want to explore inside, it is more than enough to accommodate one or two people.
Guan Luoyang followed closely behind, his eyes shining slightly as he looked at the passage.
There is no trace of artificial excavation here, it is purely natural creation.
Over a long period of time measured on a scale of thousands of years, flowing water eroded the rock mass and even dissolved and peeled off part of the rock, creating this kind of passage hidden at the bottom of the pool. Generally speaking, there must be a miraculous craftsmanship at the other end of this kind of passage. cave.
Sure enough, after passing through this passage, Wu Pingqiang began to rise in the water.
There was a splash of water, and the three people broke out of the water one after another and stepped onto the wet rocks.
There is a huge iron furnace in this wide cave. A small part of the furnace is sunken under the rock, and one side is close to the rock wall. As a stabilizer, the furnace body exposed on the rock surface is still nearly a person tall.
It's hard to imagine how such a stove was transported.
There is no spare firewood here, and no sound of burning can be heard, but a hot red light comes from the stove.
Wu Pingqiang looked at the stove and did not step forward immediately. His body shook slightly and a mist of water rose from his clothes.
Guan Luoyang could see clearly that it was not mist at all, but the moisture in the clothes had been condensed into extremely tiny ice particles, and then shaken out from the gaps in the clothing materials.
Drying clothes in this way has not frozen them to pieces. Wu Pingqiang's Glacier Mind Technique has been practiced to the point in the secret book left by Xue Longzi. The so-called "Yuanhan Origin Qi, superb" state is about to be reached. It’s to the point where the cathode and the yang are born.
According to the annotations left by Xue Longzi in the secret book, he did not touch this step even at the peak of his life.
Wu Pingqiang handed over the jade snow dragon ring: "Use your skills to protect your face. If you get close to the crystal piece, you can see the scene in the furnace."
"You should go and watch it now. I will complete this magic weapon today!"
Guan Luoyang took the jade snow dragon ring and approached the stove.
There is an octagonal crystal piece on the surface of the stove, which is crystal clear and is not afraid of high temperatures.
After he got closer, he looked through the crystal and finally understood where the red light came from. It turned out that the side of the stove connected to the rock wall had many densely packed, honeycomb-shaped holes.
The high temperature was all flowing into the furnace from the hole. It was not known whether someone was lighting a fire on the other side of the rock wall, or there was something strange about this treasure place in the mountain that could attract the temperature of the earth fire.
The structure inside the furnace is very delicate. There are some pipes around the small holes, which guide the flames to surround the entire furnace wall and spray out from the other side.
In this way, the flame in the furnace is almost vortex-shaped, and the temperature is almost uniform everywhere.
And a blunt sword with no edge, about four feet long, was placed diagonally in the furnace.
