Shushan.

In the early morning, the morning glow dyes the distant mountains red, and the faint mist is ethereal in a piece of buildings and palaces. A stream gurgles from the top of the mountain and joins the pond with green lotus leaves and red lotus. The dew drops on the lotus leaves are crystal clear, and a red dragonfly mischievously flutters its wings, swept into the sky with the glow.

By the lotus pond is a wide bluestone square, where a group of boys and girls are dancing swords. In the corner of Bluestone Square, a teenager is thirteen or fourteen years old, with clear eyebrows, pale skin, and a bookish look, looking weak. He waved his broom and gently swept the dust on the square, while his eyes looked towards the center of the square from time to time, envious but helpless.

The young man's name is Ji Hanbing, he was seriously injured a year ago, and was rescued by his senior brother Yao Shanzai in the back mountain. It's a pity that he woke up and forgot everything, not even his own name. Ji Hanbing's name is still Yao Shan saw that he looked like the owner of the village, so he gave him the name of a child that the owner lost more than ten years ago.

Over the past year, Ji Hanbing finally has an understanding of this place, which is Shu Mountain in Shu under the jurisdiction of Jiannan Province of the Tang Dynasty, with many strange peaks and strange mountains, and many temples and ancient villages in the mountains, and this is the paradise of swordsmen.

The swordsman enters the Tao with a sword, and with the sword trick passed down from generation to generation, to achieve the purpose of cultivation.

Shushan is a holy place that swordsmen all over the world yearn for, there are many large and small sword sects here like stars in the night sky, and the Fengjian Villa where Ji Hanbing is located is only one of the lower middle sword sects, but the scale is also amazing.

The bluestone square where Ji Hanbing is located is the most inferior sword practice place in Fengjian Villa, and there are at least nine or more Fengjian Villas in such a square. Shushan swordsmen have a set of strict realm divisions: swordsman, sword sect, sword king, sword honor, sword god, and sword immortal.

For a medium-sized faction like Fengjian Villa, it is already quite remarkable to have a powerful sword king. The nine sword training arenas are also aimed at swordsmen who are just starting to kendo, and they are dressed in the color of square stones from bottom to top. As for the boys and girls in Bluestone Square, most of them are newcomers who have just started this year, and they are not even swordsmen at all.

If you want to become a swordsman, you must walk through the nine bluestone steps with a sword, enter the Chishi Square on a higher level, and so on, but if you walk through the ninety-nine eighty-one stone steps, you are not a swordsman, but a real swordsman - Sword Sect.

The number of disciples recruited by Fengjian Villa every year is quite limited, in addition to having considerable talent, the background of the disciples is also a must be assessed by the villa. Each sword sect takes its own inheritance very seriously, for fear of falling into the hands of other factions, or even enemies, the consequences will be unimaginable, and if it is not done well, it will be a catastrophe. Ji Hanbing's origin is unknown, and his background is even more ambiguous, if it weren't for Yao Shan's thin noodles, he would have just woken up a year ago, and he would have been kicked out of the villa, let alone be a disciple of the villa.

But no matter how big Yao Shan's face is, some stubborn elders still only let Ji Hanbing be a miscellaneous disciple, sweeping the square every day and helping the kitchen get some firewood. The mastery of the inheritance of the mountain villa is never allowed to be practiced without permission.

"Let's go, go up the mountain to chop wood!" A voice pulled the distracted Ji Hanbing back from the exquisite swordsmanship in the square, "The sword move is useless, the important thing is the heart method." ”

It was a teenager who spoke, dark-skinned and thin, sixteen or seventeen years old, and looked a little more mature.

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Ji Hanbing scratched his head embarrassedly, the swordsmanship was at the essence, and he was indeed a little reluctant.

"Come by yourself in a moment, walk carefully, don't wrestle all the time. Recently, the back mountain is a little quiet, don't run around if you have nothing to do. ”

Senior Brother Zhang's words today were very special, and they seemed to mean something, but Ji Hanbing only cared about the swordsmanship practiced by the boys and girls in the square, and didn't care. A few days ago, he stumbled upon the fact that as long as he concentrated and meditated, he could discover the routes of these sword moves and true qi, and after he wrote them down, those routes would be automatically adjusted, becoming more perfect than the original.

This incident frightened him, he saw other people's sword moves, insight into the mind, this is unimaginable, he didn't say anything, it was absolutely life-threatening to pass it on, this was his secret.

Thinking about the past year, he didn't know who he was, where he came from and where he was going, dragging his injured body, carrying bundles of firewood on his back and walking the rugged mountain roads, often falling and bruising his nose and face. In the middle of the night, the pain was unbearable, and tears soaked the pillow.

Once he stumbled upon that some senior brothers would take the elixir treasures they found in the mountains to the alchemy room and exchange them for herbal pills. So he began to deliberately look for some medicinal materials, fortunately he had a special spiritual sense of the elixir in the mountain, and he could always find some precious varieties and exchange them for pills to heal his wounds, so that his injuries were stabilized, and his body improved day by day.

Today he deliberately stayed, wanting to learn all the basic swordsmanship of the villa, and then go to the back mountain to practice and try the effect. Thinking of this, he was a little eager to try, and finally had hope, and he was a little excited. Near noon, the junior brothers and sisters in the square dispersed, and he couldn't wait to run to the back mountain.

Fengjian Villa is built by the mountain, the building is a palace, the scale is large, from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are nine martial arts training grounds alone, not to mention such as the 'Tibetan Scripture Pavilion', 'Fengling Temple', 'Alchemy Room' and so on famous buildings.

The so-called back mountain refers to a large area called the Qifeng Mountain Range behind the peak of the Fengjian Mountain Villa's martial arts training site.

Qifeng Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, strange rocks and strange peaks, cut walls and steep cliffs, green pines and cypresses, and strange flowers are not grateful. The waterfalls and springs in the mountains are falling and roaring, splashing with smoke, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the spirit birds and monsters are flying and running, just like a fairyland on earth.

Ji Hanbing chose an open space under the waterfall, surrounded by strange rocks, and it was difficult to see the situation inside.

Without a sword, he broke a branch and served as a swordman.

The basic swordsmanship of Fengjian Villa is called 'Luanfeng and Ming', which is actually the sword move of the sword practitioner, with the inheritance of the mental method, the five grains in the body are discharged, and the spiritual qi of heaven and earth is used to transform the true qi of the sword in the body of the swordsman.

This process is simple, but it is not easy to do at all, and it requires a very good skill in sword strokes. God rewards hard work, and no lazy person will succeed.

Ji Hanbing began to practice sword moves, silently reciting the mental method, the so-called mental method, which is the path that guides the flow of qi in the body with the mental thought. Fengjian Villa's mental method, after he wrote it down, many places actually adjusted involuntarily, which didn't seem to be a bad thing, but more perfect. Ji Hanbing didn't understand what was going on, but he vaguely felt that it had something to do with his background.

The mental method tends to be perfect, and it is more handy to practice, point and thorn split, Ji Hanbing concentrates on practicing every detail, and if there is a slight unsatisfactory place, he will secretly write it down, so that he can pay attention to it when he sweeps the square tomorrow.

But as he continued to dance his sword moves, he discovered something amazing. Not only the mental method, but also the sword moves under his more and more skillful practice, he actually felt that there were some things wrong with these sword moves, and he couldn't help but adjust them.

"I..." Ji Hanbing almost didn't know himself anymore. He was not surprised, but calmed down and exchanged pills in the alchemy room, because he often found precious elixirs, which aroused the suspicion of some people, some people turned his bed into a mess, and some people even grabbed his neck in the middle of the night to ask the reason, if it wasn't for Yao Shan's arrival that night, he would probably have seen Lord Yama a long time ago. Now these things of his own must be kept absolutely secret, so that nothing goes wrong, and he will not let the last crisis repeat itself.

Although he wanted to practice a little longer, he restrained himself from this idea, and in order not to arouse suspicion, he returned to the villa with a bundle of firewood before the sun set.

"I went there all day and didn't even come back for lunch. As soon as he returned to his residence, Senior Brother Zhang came over and asked.

"There was a cave that was so cool that I fell asleep in it. Ji Hanbing casually lied.

"What cave is so comfortable, take me to see it another day. Senior Brother Zhang said as he handed over a bowl of steaming rice, "Hungry! You didn't come back at noon, and the kitchen kept hot, so hurry up and eat." ”

"Thank you, senior brother!" Ji Hanbing's eyes were a little moist, and he secretly wrote down this feeling.

Senior Brother Zhang touched his head and suddenly said, "Try not to run around in the back of the mountain, come back early when you have enough firewood." ”

"Hmm!" Ji Hanbing suddenly thought that Senior Brother Zhang had said something similar for the second time today, which made him feel strange.

It is not an easy task to practice the sword, although his body will automatically practice the most perfect 'Luan Feng and Ming', which is much stronger than the original version of the Fengjian Villa, but it is almost a month Ji Hanbing is not only physically strong, but he has not even touched the threshold of the true qi of the sword.

"It may not be strong enough. Ji Hanbing said and looked at the waterfall in front of him, more than 100 zhang wide, rushing down from the top of Qianzhang Mountain, roaring, "I'm going to split the waterfall." ”

He approached the waterfall, holding the branches and splitting the dots, day after day, the weather was sunny and rainy, never stopped, and then he slowly stood the whole person under the waterfall, and let the waterfall wash his body wantonly.

Two months later, he plunged into a deep pool under the waterfall and practiced his sword underwater, this time bringing a real sword, shimmering with cold light and sharpening iron like mud. Practicing swords underwater, encountering too much resistance, you can't use any sword moves at all. He insisted on not letting up, and after performing a sword move, he suddenly felt a warm current flowing through his body.

"The true qi of the sword!" Ji Hanbing was excited, rushed out of the water, and said, "With the true qi, he is a swordsman." ”

After two months of hard practice, it finally paid off, and there were signs of true qi flowing in his body, which meant that he was about to become a swordsman.

"Swordsman!"

He shouted, there were tears in his eyes, Ji Hanbing, who was scarred a year ago, was gone, and now he can only barely be regarded as a red-clothed swordsman of the ninth rank, he wants to be a first-rank great swordsman, or even a sword king of the Sword Sect. He wants to break through the nine stone steps, go up to Chishi Square, go to Yellowstone Square...

"Red Rock Square?" he sighed. Some of the elders of the mountain villa forbade him to cultivate the mastery of the mountain villa, which was regarded as stealing his learning, and it was terrible to be known. He can not go to Chishi Square, but he must learn the swordsmanship of the villa.

"How can I see the senior brothers in Chishi Square practicing swords?" he muttered to himself, his eyebrows furrowed.

How can I learn a higher level of sword moves? This problem was placed in front of Ji Hanbing.