Chapter 20: Flying Swordsmanship

Fifth Dream seemed pleased with his current dejected appearance, and the two didn't talk much.

In the past, my identity was very free, so I didn't think so much about talking to the fifth dream.

It's different now, the fifth dream is his senior sister, a senior, and a prestigious inner disciple.

There is still some time for the selection of inner disciples, so I can't see Leng Qingqiu's figure in this Wudang.

The inner disciples are the places with the most abundant resources among the Wudang disciples, and the classics of various library pavilions can also be borrowed at will.

The outer disciples are far less prosperous than the inner disciples, and the allocation of resources is simply not enough, and the access to some exercises will also be restricted.

On the one hand, it is out of the consideration of talent, and I am afraid that these disciples with slightly inferior qualifications will rush into the heart and go crazy when they practice the Wudang Mountain exercises.

On the other hand, Wudang Mountain itself is not so rich in resources, and all the cultivation resources are still slowly accumulating, after all, the growth of heaven and earth spiritual things also requires cycles.

What's more, it hasn't been long since the earth's aura has recovered, and everything is growing.

Wait until the time when the spiritual objects of heaven and earth are about to mature or when they are ripe.

It will definitely bring a fierce competition, but because all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures have not yet matured, everything seems to be so calm, but in fact, the undercurrent is surging, quietly changing.

In the future, many resources will be allocated according to the size of the contribution to Wudang Mountain, as long as they are Wudang Mountain people, they can exchange some rewards according to the contribution points.

The sky is dotted with stars, and occasionally shooting stars streak by, dotting the starry sky.

Ye Chen was too idle to be this closed disciple, and it was not too early to be bored, so Ye Chen hurriedly closed the door.

It didn't take long for him to return to his residence, which was very neat and tidy, and when he opened the door, it was deserted.

This is the time of solitude, the ridicule and ridicule of the day, Ye Chen didn't feel anything.

But the night was slightly cool, and the cold moonlight sprinkled all over the ground, Ye Chen suddenly had mixed feelings, and all kinds of emotions came to his heart.

There is still no trace of the little fish, and I don't know where I went.

The closed disciples can also be regarded as free, so Ye Chen prepared to go to Wudang's library to learn some exercises.

After all, I don't know how to make a move and a half, and if I encounter any trouble in the future, it will be difficult to deal with it.

It would be best to have a set of exercises that suit him, and he pillowed his arms, holding his head, thinking about what was going to happen next.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

The moonlight was slightly cool, and the night was as cold as water.

The next day, before the sky was bright, Ye Chen got up early, after simply dealing with some trivial matters.

Ye Chen came to Wudang's library with great interest, the library was secluded, and there were people coming and going, but basically they didn't dare to speak loudly.

There is an old sweeping road outside the pavilion, and there is a registrar at the entrance of the pavilion.

Ye Chen had already changed into the exclusive Taoist robe of Wudang Mountain, and his temperament changed suddenly, but he really looked like the kind of immortal cultivator with immortal wind and bones.

However, the dull hair on the head is still eye-catching and highly recognizable.

Each person has their own wooden card, which has many functions, such as accumulating their own contribution points, entering the library cabinet, and entering some specific areas.

The higher the level of the wooden card, the wider the area that can be entered, and the deeper the exercises that can be touched.

When you go in, the registrar at the door doesn't ask you much, but if you borrow any books, then you have to register with him.

Ye Chen looked at the old Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor in the square at the door, but he couldn't detect any trace of his spiritual power, thinking that this was an ordinary sweeping Taoist priest.

Entering the Library Pavilion, Ye Chen suddenly found that each area in it had different prohibitions.

There are five floors in the entire library, and the higher you go, the higher the level of the wooden plaques you need.

According to Ye Chen's current level of wooden cards, he could only barely hang out on the first layer.

There are also grades of exercises, which are roughly divided into mortal products, Xuan products, earth products, and heavenly products......

The corresponding skill level indicates the maximum carrying capacity of the weapon when the exercise is played.

For example, if you have a set of mortal weapons, then if you practice mortal exercises, when you use mortal weapons, the extreme power you exert will be within the tolerance range of ordinary weapons.

If you practice the Xuanpin Exercise and still use a mortal weapon, then this mortal weapon will be directly exploded by that force because it can't withstand the huge power in the exercise.

Of course, this is only for monks who use weapons, and there are some monks who don't use weapons.

What is particular about tempering the mortal body, taking the path of sanctification of the physical body, and achieving the ultimate goal of making King Kong incorruptible and even immortal.

But these people are even more dangerous, if the tenacity of their own physical bodies is not enough, and they practice too strong exercises, they will directly explode and die.

So most people still like to use weapons, after all, no one wants to work hard to cultivate the Tao in exchange for a pitiful end of dying by exploding their bodies.

After all, no one knows about such a thing, and it is impossible to estimate.

And the degree of the physical body is comparable to the level of weapons of the same level, it is really a little too difficult, many people throughout their lives, the strength of the physical body is not as good as ordinary weapons, after all, it is much easier to temper weapons than physical bodies, of course, only relatively speaking.

There are a lot of bookshelves on the ground floor with many old books displayed on the shelves.

Ye Chen flipped through some books, but never found what he was looking for.

The black Xuantie sword in his body now seems to be because his realm is too low, so every time he summons it, it is a short sword, and it is a little cute.

It does seem a little cold to use against the enemy, others use a three-foot long sword, but you use something the size of a dagger.

What do you say you are fighting, the man in black you met before can only be said to be lucky.

Those people use short knives, they may not be so lucky all the time, and the enemy will only be stronger in the future, if they don't want to solve this shortcoming, they will definitely suffer a big loss against the enemy in the future.

Since Wudang is a wide cultivation line, there should be many exercises about swords.

Walking swordsmanship, flying swordsmanship and the like.

With his current little short sword, it seems that he can only learn the art of flying swords.

The attack range of the flying sword is much larger than that of the walking sword.

The most powerful point is the flying sword, which seals the throat when it sees blood, which is suitable for surprise kills.

It is a very good option for assassination.

Based on the above considerations, Ye Chen has been in the library at the bottom of this library, wanting to find a scripture related to flying swords and practice the art of flying swords.

But after staying here for a full hour, all he found was the skill of sword walking, which made Ye Chen's head grow big for a while.

After searching for no result, Ye Chen had basically checked the classics of the entire first-floor library pavilion, but still found nothing.

At this time, he suddenly had the idea of going up to the second floor to take a look.

He looked up at the second floor, only to feel that the top seemed to be different from the first.

The second floor gave him the impression of ancient mystery, and he finally gained courage and slowly paced up to the second floor.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, an invisible pressure came, resisting his progress.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and insisted on going up, but the effect was very small.

In the end, under the pressure of invisible spiritual power, he stopped at the corner of the stairs, and Ye Chen could only look at the second floor pitifully, unable to move an inch.

The level of his wooden sign is not enough to enter the higher level floor, after all, he is just an insignificant little security guard.

It's not even as good as the status of an outer disciple.

Ye Chen lowered his eyes and was a little dejected, he made another impact, wanting to break through the shackles of spiritual power, but after all, it was a drop in the bucket, and it was useless.

In desperation, he could only choose to leave, perhaps because he was fighting against the ban and consuming too much spiritual power, causing him to walk a little unsteadily.

As he walked, he stumbled down the stairs, and when he stopped at the entrance to the stairs, he stood up with a disgraced face.

It was found that a dusty book was hidden in a slit on the side of the stairs, covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was not too miserable.

Maybe it's because his abandoned appearance is too miserable, like dirt, so he can only be dusted all the time and reduced to an ancient book that no one cares about.

Although Ye Chen fell very miserably, this suddenly discovered ancient book suddenly illuminated him like a dawn in the dark night.

He walked slowly to the hallway and pulled the old book out of the dusty slit.

He carefully patted the dust off the paper and blew hard.

The title on the cover of the book suddenly lit up his eyes, and the five eye-catching big characters of "Shadow Flying Swordsmanship" made Ye Chen ecstatic for a while.

Although the words on it were somewhat ancient, Ye Chen could roughly recognize its original meaning.

He was very excited for a while, and slowly opened this ancient exercise cheat.

Just like a dry riverbed, suddenly encountering rain from the sky, Ye Chen left all his emotions behind for a while.

But a strange scene appeared, after Ye Chen opened this "Shadow Flying Sword Technique", a pitch-black black light suddenly rushed into his eyes, and he only felt that he was blind all of a sudden.

After a short blank in his brain, when he was clear about the picture in front of him again, Ye Chen found that there was not a word on it.

“(Ｔ▽Ｔ)”

Could it be that this book is just a prank used to fool future generations? This was the first thought that appeared in Ye Chen's heart.

But an even more bizarre scene appeared, the scripture actually began to disintegrate on its own, as if the ice and snow were melting.

In the end, it completely disappeared without a trace and disappeared into Ye Chen's hands, and Ye Chen only felt that his head was buzzing.

"I'm so special......" Ye Chen was a little resentful by this series of changes, and he burst into a foul mouth.

But nothing had changed, and he left the library in frustration.

The Taoist in charge of registration at the door glanced at Ye Chen, who was empty-handed, and said in a tentative tone: "Didn't see it?"