Chapter 11: The Spirit Master's Sword

The president looked at the sky, smashed his mouth and said: "Tsk, this clouds and rain are really good, why bother with the feng shui treasure in the old man's hand." ”

Zhou Zixiu, Gao Yang and Tu Manman sat in the carriage, this was the second day of their departure, and they could still look at the shadow of Beiya Mountain, they could originally arrive in a day by spiritual energy, but for them, the carriage was the most cost-effective.

"Zixiu, have you thought about it? You also said that your exercises focus on the cultivation of qi and blood, and it is absolutely no problem to learn the 'sword'!" Gao Yang tried his best to tempt Zhou Zixiu, but the sword in his mouth did not refer to swordsmanship, but to the cultivation of the body represented by the sword.

Zhou Zixiu recalled the scene where Jiang Linxue by the river asked him to draw his sword: "I want to learn the sword. ”

Gao Yang was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's right, what do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn swords. ”

"I know you want to learn the 'sword', which one? ”

"It's a sword. Zhou Zixiu said helplessly, always feeling that Gao Yang was not in the same channel as him, and specially pointed to the giant sword that Gao Yang was resting aside, "Sword!"

"Oh, try it!" Gao Yang said, grabbing the giant sword next to him and throwing it at Zhou Zixiu.

Zhou Zixiu, who had no preparation at all, only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he was smashed by a giant sword of more than 300 catties, and it was difficult to turn over when he pressed on the carriage, and shouted: "Death, death!

Gao Yang grabbed the giant sword and looked confused: "Isn't it what you want?"

"Brother Yang, I'll just make an analogy, what I'm going to learn is a sword, not your giant sword! I can't even hold it, let alone practice. "Zhou Zixiu always suspected that Gao Yang deliberately pretended to be stupid and stunned to tease himself, you see that he talks about cultivation, and he doesn't come with a disturbance when he opens his mouth!

"You said earlier, I can still pick it up after you can skillfully control the aura in your body. Gao Yang said with a smile.

"He said that the sword is not like you. Tu Man said, "Zixiu, you use this first, and then pick it up when you go back." ”

After that, he threw a three-foot long sword to him, Zhou Zixiu took the long sword, and immediately recognized that this was the sword used by the purple ghost at that time.

This sword has a three-foot blade, but the hilt is longer than the average one, and it can even be used as a two-handed sword.

The hand was a little heavy, Zhou Zixiu pulled out his sword, the straight blade flashed with cold light, and with a flick of his fingers, he heard a crisp buzz.

"Good sword!" Gao Yang leaned over and said, "I'll take a look." ”

"Not bad, tough, sharp, cold, brutal, where did this sword come from, it won't be stolen from the president, right?"

Tu Man said proudly: "No, this is the trophy of my battle to kill the purple ghost." ”

"Zixiu, we can go to Bihe Town tonight to rest for a night, and I will teach you the basic sword style. Gao Yang returned the long sword to Zhou Zixiu.

"Can you do it, big man? Tu Manman pouted.

Gao Yang said seriously: "Of course, there are commonalities in sword practice, no matter what kind of sword it is, it starts with the basic sword style. ”

Bihe Town, is the only place for Weiwu City to go to Beiya Mountain, the beak red lotus is about to ripen, and there are also a lot of outsiders here, the town is noisy all of a sudden, and the restaurants everywhere are full of people who are ready to try their luck in Beiya Mountain.

"Basic sword style thirteen: stab, split, tease, hang, point, wipe, support, frame, sweep, intercept, pierce, push, and change! Each basic sword style has a corresponding sword move, such as stabbing, there are flat stabs, upper stabs, lower stabs, low stabs, back stabs and probing ......"

As soon as he arrived in Bihe Town, Gao Yang became Zhou Zixiu's swordsmanship instructor, and took Zhou Zixiu to learn various basic sword styles: "All sword moves are evolved from basic sword styles, even the swordsmanship and sword code we practice, if you want to practice swordsmanship, you must lay a good foundation......"

"Fast, accurate, and ruthless......" Gao Yang couldn't wait to instill everything into Zhou Zixiu in one night.

"Hands are raised, feet should be steady, and waist should be ......" What Zhou Zixiu didn't know was that this guy was actually secretly cool in his heart, it turned out that training people was so cool, no wonder the president reprimanded me from time to time when he taught me!

Nothing was said all night

Early the next morning, Gao Yang saw Zhou Zixiu practicing his sword outside, the way was very peculiar, he was not like other people who stabbed quickly, but every movement was done very slowly, and every sword movement was meticulous, which was the same as the basic sword style he taught, and there was no deviation.

Tu Manman passed by here and was about to speak out, but was pulled by Gao Yang and whispered, "Let's take a look first." ”

Zhou Zixiu did not mobilize the aura in his body, and after doing the basic sword posture three times with particularly slow movements, his body shape suddenly changed, although the movements were not yet proficient, but every move and style became sharp and fast, and after practicing it quickly.

He put away his sword and stood, remembering the action he had not done just now, and raised his sword again, and drew his sword, moving very slowly, correcting the previous movement.

It was the first time for Gao Yang to see someone practicing swords like this, so he couldn't help but be interested, so he sat on the side and watched in a daze, Tu Manman saw that the two of them ignored him, and he didn't stay long, so he went out to find something to eat.

Gao Yang, who was looking at it vigorously, would never have thought that Zhou Zixiu's sword practice was purely influenced by some martial arts novels and an old Taoist priest in the village when he was a child.

Regardless of the plot in the martial arts novel for the time being, the old Taoist priest did give him a great surprise when he was a child, the old Taoist was always very slow when he practiced sword moves, but Zhou Zixiu knew how fast he was in actual combat, and a thin bamboo pole knocked the little gangsters in the village who couldn't even return their hands, and every style used was a sword move.

So much so that Zhou Zixiu felt that kung fu should be practiced like this, although he had never learned martial arts since he was a child, but the little boy did not have a chivalrous dream in his heart.

It wasn't until Gao Yang taught him swords, combined with a little martial arts novel theory that he had read a little, that Zhou Zixiu somewhat understood Lao Dao's intention to practice swords.

Let yourself be familiar with the weight of the sword, let the body become proficient in the way of the sword, and let every move and style be imprinted in your mind, and become an instinct.

"Zixiu, your method of practicing swords is very special, but there is something missing. Gao Yang, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

Zhou Zixiu stopped his movements and asked, "What's missing?"

"You practice this way to keep every movement in your head, right?"

"Yes. ”

"That's it, what you just practiced is enough for ordinary people, but you are a spirit master, and you have something in your body that ordinary people don't have. Gao Yang said.

"Nothing?" Zhou Zixiu thought for a while and suddenly knew what Gao Yang meant, "Brother Yang, you mean sacrificing spirits?"

"Yes, aside from the nature of the sacrificial spirit, as a spirit master, the infusion of qi on the sword and the infusion of qi are completely different things. Remember when I said that if you are proficient, you can take my Zhenshan?"

He immediately understood what Gao Yang wanted to say: "I'll try." ”

After a pause, the qi in the dantian followed the qi route of Feng Shui Baolu, and he suddenly felt a difference, and the sword became lighter!

"Try to let the qi gather in your hand, use the sword as a part of your body, and pass the qi through. ”

Zhou Zixiu did so, it was simple for the qi to converge in his hands, but it was different when it was transmitted to the sword, and he tried many times without success.

Airplanes!

The sword suddenly buzzed.

"Cut down that tree next to you!"

Hearing this, Zhou Zixiu raised his sword and picked it up, but he barely encountered much resistance, and the big tree fell in response.

Zhou Zixiu looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief, knowing that he had a hard time chopping wood when there was a guild, and now he actually cut down a big tree with just such a sword, and then he realized how lucky he was to be alive from the purple ghost sword.

"Understood? That's the difference, you're so good at practicing so well, but don't forget to combine your qi, you're already a spirit master, no longer an ordinary martial artist. Gao Yang said with a look of a master.

"Which one cut down Lao Tzu's tree!"

Gao Yang's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he instantly lost his demeanor for the last second: "Run, Zixiu!"