Li Shi, the leader of the Huashan School, the "Taiyue Divine Sword", has six disciples. The first disciple is Li Yizhu, the second disciple is Jiang Shangliu, and the fifth disciple is Yan Pingwu. Together with their disciples, they live next to the ancestral hall on Shibaliping on the mountainside, like stars. To guard Beichen, the tablets of the Huashan sect's past leaders, elders, direct descendants and main disciples are all offered here. Worshiping them in spring and autumn is also a major event for the five branches of the Five Peaks. The fourth disciple Feng Di's temperament changed drastically due to the catastrophe many years ago. He lived alone on the top of Duozi Peak, weathering the wind and rain without feeling any pain. The third disciple Jiao Baizhan lived in seclusion in the back mountain, hanging out with the apes and easily not showing up. As for the sixth disciple Zhou Ke , because the large number of people in the family disturbed the purity of the ancestral hall, they simply moved to the Hechuan Valley at the foot of the mountain and found another place.
Hechuan Valley is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The registered disciples that Zhou Ke accepted were either rich or noble. There were also wealthy businessmen like Yang Hu who came from the Yang family in Heshuo. In order to respect their master, they did not hesitate to spend money and built a large manor, terraces and courtyards. Most of them are idle, and there are nearly a hundred servants just for cleaning and maintenance, which is no less generous than the big houses in the capital. Li Yizhu persuaded his junior brother several times that Wenwen Township was a Tomb of Heroes, and the enjoyment was too luxurious and was not conducive to spiritual practice. Zhou Ke respected his senior brother very much and listened to his words, but did not act on them. Living in wealth and having a quiet heart is Zhou Ke's practice. He doesn't want to follow the old path of his senior brother. How can he surpass his senior brother if he doesn't find another way?
Guo Chuanlin was not used to living well and having nothing to do, and no need to go up the mountain to carry water. He walked out of Tingfeng Courtyard and walked along the well-maintained mountain road, intending to find a secluded place to relax his muscles and bones. Across the dense mountain forest, shouts of "Hey, hey, hey" came from the distance. Guo Chuanlin looked back and saw a corner of the martial arts training ground beyond the jagged treetops. Master Zhou's disciples were bare-chested and bare-backed. There was a lot of sweat on his forehead, which looked a bit like a street performer.
He only glanced at him and turned away. Spying on others practicing martial arts was a taboo in the martial arts world. Even though they were both under the Huashan sect, they had to avoid it without the teacher's permission.
At the end of the mountain road is a pavilion. Looking around is an open space with undulating mountains and pine waves whistling past. Guo Chuanlin climbed up a hill, where a dozen pine and juniper trees were sparsely growing. Due to the lack of soil moisture, less soil, more rocks, and insufficient rain, the pine and juniper trees grew crookedly and unevenly in thickness, with branches and leaves that were half yellow and half green. Everything was quiet and there was no one around. Guo Chuanlin picked a thick and straight branch, broke off the twigs nearby, and made a crude wooden sword. He weighed it, waved it a few times, and barely managed to return it.
He faced the east, took a deep breath, quickly spread out his body, put his feet on the ground alternately, swung the wooden sword and rotated at high speed, walking through the pines and junipers, forward, backward, left and right, hitting the tree trunks one after another, There was a "puff-puff-dong-dong" sound, as dense as a drum. For a moment, the branches trembled and the needles flew, like a heavy rain.
Guo Chuanlin was determined to test his own limits. His Dantian was as empty as an empty valley. He was spinning faster and faster with the help of his body. In a daze, he suddenly saw a swift figure shooting towards him, holding a shining long sword, facing the rising sun. Thousands of golden lights burst out.
The murderous intention swept through the world, and the sword energy made all the hair on his body stand on end. Guo Chuanlin felt a chill in his heart. He hurriedly lowered his body with his chest and abdomen in his chest, half-retracted the wooden sword, and drew an arc between the dry and hard earth and rocks. Line, bully the opponent from the side. He is able to judge the distance and direction very accurately. As long as he is half a foot closer, he can attack the enemy's chest and abdomen. However, at the last moment, the opponent wanders away, looking like a ghost. The wooden sword Unable to hold back its momentum, it left seven or eight criss-crossing white marks on the tree trunk.
Still not out of danger, Guo Chuanlin's mind went blank, and he continued to spin, not daring to slow down, for fear of giving the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of him, but this was extremely stupid. If the enemy came, he just had to keep a distance and wait for work. It wouldn't take long. He will run out of energy and fall to the ground. Guo Chuanlin finally discovered a fatal flaw in the "Sorrowful Wind Whirlwind Sword". It couldn't get close to anyone and couldn't cut anyone. What could he do? Unless the opponent is a wooden stake and you stand there and let him chop it, otherwise, this swordsmanship will be a waste of effort!
He circled forward and backward, chasing a stick of incense, and couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes. Guo Chuanlin, despite his extraordinary physical strength, could not withstand such a fierce spin. His movements gradually deformed, his legs and abdomen were sore, his steps staggered, and his heartbeat It almost came out of my throat. Could it be that he would end up in this damn place without even seeing the coming enemy? It was so unfair!
The opponent noticed Guo Chuanlin's embarrassment and suddenly turned from defense to offense. He approached like a ghost and used the "Taiyue Three Green Peaks" move. Three points of sword light flew out, covering the vital points of the Dantian. Guo Chuanlin's eyes flashed, he took a sip of zhenqi from his dantian, and injected the energy into his meridians. He turned his body an extra half circle, his arms suddenly lengthened, and he slashed at the opponent's right neck with a sword. It was only then that he saw clearly the appearance of his incoming enemy for the first time. He had a jade-like face and a calm temperament. He was none other than Li Shi, the leader of the Huashan Sect.
Li Shi slapped the sword, and the Qigong shocked the place. Guo Chuanlin suffered severe pain, and the wooden sword broke inch by inch. He couldn't help but take ten steps back, his legs and feet were sore and weak, and he couldn't lift his chest in one breath. He sat down heavily on the ground with his butt smashed. Standing on the rocks, grinning in pain. A thought flashed through his mind. The leader only had an ordinary green steel sword in his hand. What would happen if it were replaced by the "Taiyue Divine Sword"?
Li Shi returned the sword to its sheath and asked calmly, "Can you stand up?"
"Thanks for the guidance, Master Master - I have no problem!" Guo Chuanlin clenched his teeth and stood up, holding his waist and standing up, spinning as if he was drunk. He shook his head vigorously and forced himself to wake up. He raised his wrist and took a glance. He saw a small bun on his wrist, which was numb and he didn't know if he had injured his muscles or bones. Recalling the scene just now, he was still frightened. Fortunately, the master was merciful. , just to test his swordsmanship, otherwise, he would be killed with one strike.
Li Shi seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and casually pointed out: "You have practiced swordsmanship well, and you have mastered the true inheritance of the 'Sorrowful Wind Whirling Sword', but there are many shortcomings in it. If you practice martial arts without practicing martial arts, you will be in vain. If you encounter a master, you will have no chance to fight back."
Guo Chuanlin nodded and smiled bitterly. Li Yizhu only taught him swordsmanship and didn't mention his internal strength. What should he do? He suddenly remembered that the last blow was the Qingcheng Sect's "Double Impact", and his heart sank. He wondered if the leader had noticed it, and he felt uneasy for a moment.
Li Shi said: "By chance, you took the Zhuyin fruit, and you were completely transformed, with great strength and fierceness. Although external skills are at their peak, they must also be coordinated with internal skills, cultivate both internal and external, and combine hardness and softness. This is the way to go in the long run. I have something here." The 'Hunyuan Yiqi Innate Skill' and the 'Sorrowful Wind Whirling Sword' complement each other, so I will pass it on to you."
Guo Chuanlin hurriedly bowed to express his gratitude, showing gratitude on his face. Li Shi immediately handed down the introductory formula of "Hunyuan Yiqi Innate Skill", which was more than 3,000 words. He read it patiently several times. After he remembered it firmly in his heart, he gave a few words of encouragement and left Guo Chuanlin in a daze. He stood there with a gloomy expression on his face. Li Shi seemed to have come here specifically to take the exam. He was very satisfied with his disciple's performance, so he passed on the "Hunyuan Yiqi Innate Skill". It made sense to think so, but in the end he felt guilty and felt that something was wrong.
