Hong Kang once again gathered an energy to ward off evil spirits, used his pen instead of his sword, and performed a simple straight thrust.
As fast as the wind, and as fast as thunder.
"The speed increase is so great!" Hong Kang exclaimed, "It's like a thousand pounds of weight has been lifted off the body."
Hong Kang compared the day when he learned the "Ape Strike Technique", and his body speed had also been improved in all aspects.
However, it is difficult to compare which martial arts has a greater bonus to speed.
Moreover, for Hong Kang, the wonder of "Ape Strike Technique" is secondary to obtaining that wind-like speed. The most important thing is that "Ape Strike Technique" allows Hong Kang's spirit to communicate with the heaven, earth and universe.
This is already a low-end version of "sympathetic correspondence between heaven and man"! !
In addition, this evil-repelling Qi has only been condensed initially, and has not been practiced to the extreme. Moreover, Hong Kang has no intention of practicing the "Evil-Resisting Sword Manual" in the future.
It's not that I can't bear to part with those few taels of meat.
But the hair and skin of the body are received from the parents.
Yes, that’s it!
"If you want to know the answer, maybe you can only go to Blackwood Cliff."
Hong Kang said to himself: "It's just that Dongfang Bubai at the moment has only been practicing the "Sunflower Collection" for a short time, and has not yet reached the stage of great success."
"And my martial arts has not returned to its peak." Hong Kang put down his cassock and said, "Now is not the best time for me or him."
Looking at this cassock, Hong Kang lowered his head and thought deeply.
"Although I can't practice the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual", the martial arts principles in it still have certain merits. If I make a copy, maybe I will meet a destined person in the future?!"
When Hong Kang finished copying, he put the book aside and waited for it to dry naturally.
Then Hong Kang took out the Buddhist scriptures.
He read aloud softly: "This is what I heard. At that time, the Buddha was in the country of Savatthi. There was only one tree in the Solitary Garden. He was with a group of great bhikkhus. There were 1,250 people."
"At that time, the World Honored One, while eating, put on his clothes and held his alms bowl. He went to the great city of Savatthi to beg for food. In the city, he begged again and again. Returned to his place. After the meal, he collected his clothes and alms bowl. He washed his feet. He laid down his seat and sat down..."
He held a Buddhist scripture in his left hand, but his right hand was pointing like a sword, stabbing horizontally and diagonally from time to time.
Stabs in the east and slashes in the west seem to be irregular. If there is a sword master by his side, he will definitely be able to see that Hong Kang is practicing an exquisite sword technique at this time.
No, it can’t be said to be one.
Because under Hong Kang's sword, there are many sword styles from other sects.
This is Hong Kang trying to figure out Lin Yuantu's pen movement when he wrote those words.
He was actually "watching Chinese characters and practicing swordplay"! !
This is not something people who have reached a certain level of martial arts practice and knowledge should not do.
Lin Yuantu used his 72-way "Evil Sword Technique" to attack both black and white, shocking the crowd. When he copied Buddhist scriptures, he naturally adopted some habits when using a sword.
Although Hong Kang does not use swords, there are some similarities between swords and they can learn from each other.
"Subhuti. If someone fills the immeasurable world with the seven treasures of Asamkhya and gives them as alms. If there is a good man or a good woman who has bodhicitta..."
"...Do not depend on the appearance. It is as if it is motionless. Why. All conditioned dharmas. Like the bubbles in a dream. Like dew and like lightning. This should be observed. The Buddha has said this sutra. Elder Subhuti..."
After reading all the Buddhist scriptures, Hong Kang first closed his eyes and thought deeply for a moment, then opened them suddenly, and there was a faint light.
"Although I haven't seen the entire set of seventy-two [Evil-Repelling Sword Techniques], you can see it from this handwriting." Hong Kang praised, "Lin Yuantu's swordsmanship is already above that of Yagyu Wuji ”
"Even in terms of exquisite moves and complicated changes, I am not as good as me!!"
Hong Kang sighed sincerely.
However, there was no loss in my heart.
The two of them took very different paths.
His unique moves are all attacks that put his mind first and combine with his spiritual conception.
If you want to receive his special attack, the enemy must first be able to withstand the suppression of his fist! !
"I don't know if Lin Yuantu himself has realized the sword's intention?"
This Buddhist scripture is too old. Even if there was any sword intention left when Lin Yuantu wrote it, it has dissipated after so many years.
Therefore, Hong Kang could not know whether Lin Yuantu understood the meaning of the sword based on the Buddhist scriptures alone.
However, Hong Kang guessed that there was a high probability that he would understand.
"Furthermore, his swordsmanship is already so superb, so how mysterious is Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship, which has been inherited from "Dugu Nine Swords"?!"
After all, the reputation of Huashan Fengyang suppressed this world for an era! !
Thinking of this, Hong Kang couldn't help but feel excited.
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Fuwei Escort Agency.
Lin Zhennan is practicing the seventy-two "evil-proofing sword techniques" passed down by his family.
There was no one else in the yard, only his wife, Mrs. Wang, and his son Lin Pingzhi, who was only five or six years old.
"Pingzhi, watch carefully." Mrs. Wang taught her son, "Your father used the same swordsmanship that your great-grandfather used to defeat black and white. You will also learn it in the future. Do you understand?"
"I know, mother." Lin Pingzhi replied crisply.
Lin Zhennan's every move is really beautiful when he performs it.
While using his sword to strike, he chanted:
"Meeting stars are falling, flowers are blooming, Buddha is seen, flutes are played on the river, purple energy comes from the east, sweeping away the demons,"
"Go straight to the Yellow Dragon, ward off evil spirits, Zhong Kui choose his eyes, flying swallows pierce the willows, shooting stars catch up with the moon..."
a long time.
After completing the seventy-two sword techniques, Lin Zhennan put away his sword and stood up.
He panted slightly, wiped his sweat, and looked at his son with a smile: "Pingzhi, how are you? Aren't you awesome?!"
Lin Pingzhi, who is less than one meter tall, does not know what is great or not. He only thinks that his father is the best in the world.
Immediately he clapped his hands and shouted: "Dad, I want to learn, I want to learn!"
"Okay, okay, okay." Lin Zhennan responded dotingly, "When you are two years older, dad will teach you."
He and his wife currently only have one son, whom they have loved since childhood.
"Are you sure you want to teach your son this swordsmanship?"
"In the future, when he goes out into the world, how come he dies without knowing it??"
At this time, suddenly a distant voice sounded in the yard.
"who?!!"
With a "clang" sound, the golden sword was unsheathed.
Mrs. Wang held the golden knife and at the same time pulled Lin Pingzhi behind her.
She looked around and shouted, "You hide your head and show your tail, don't you dare to see people?!"
Lin Zhennan's eyes narrowed. He couldn't tell the location of the person from the voice.
He said in a deep voice: "I wonder who this friend is, coming to my humble house? Why don't we come out and let Mr. Lin show his friendship as a landlord!"
The voice sounded again.
"Come...too!!"
A black shadow floated down from the wall and landed in the yard in an instant.
When the word "come" was said, the person had just appeared on the wall. When the word "ye" fell to the ground, the person had already crossed a distance of about twenty meters and arrived in front of Lin Zhennan and the others.
"This kind of Qinggong??"
Lin Zhennan and his wife looked at each other with solemn eyes.
Could it be some senior martial artist who came? ?
But after seeing the figure clearly, Lin Zhennan's eyes showed disbelief.
Turns out to be a... young man? ? !
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