Session 2: Meaning

Chongxiao spoke, as soon as his waist was retracted, the long flute jumped into his palm, and then he put his feet a little, and in an instant, another set of exquisite swordsmanship was displayed. Mo Junyan looked intently, not daring to blink an eye, he was no longer remembering at the moment, but just watching. But the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, it turned out that Chongxiao's second sword was not the same as the previous one.

Mo Junyan was surprised in his heart: "Why did Chongxiao's predecessors perform two moves, but they are completely different? If you want to say that there are other swordsmanship, it is just that, but in my Kunlun swordsmanship, there are no such swordsmanship." Looking at the predecessors, no matter which school of swordsmanship, it seems to be endless. Isn't it the first time I've completely misremembered?" The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, although he stared intently at the sword moves made by Chongxiao, he was thinking about the problem in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, there were already dozens of exquisite sword moves.

Yu Meng's qualifications are much higher than Mo Junyan's, but he also doesn't know the deep meaning of the swordsmanship taught by Chongxiao. On the contrary, the first time she remembered far more moves than Mo Junyan, this time Chongxiao made it again, but it was completely different, so she saw it even more confused. She thought to herself: "This strange man's swordsmanship is much worse twice, and the master has never taught him like this." Could it be that he is playing tricks on us? But these moves of his are so exquisite, and if I really learn them, I am afraid that I will benefit a lot!

Chongxiao was demonstrating the sword intent of the Nine Great Sects on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was also watching the six roads and listening to the eight directions, not to mention that he could see all the expressions of the two of them, even if the sound of the branches swaying lightly within a radius of a hundred zhang, it was difficult to jump out of his ears. He obviously knew that the two of them would not be able to comprehend these many sword techniques in a short period of time, but he had no intention of explaining it, he just wielded the sword intent of the nine factions at will, and every move and style was by no means the same.

However, after a meal, Chongxiao's second performance was over, he inserted the flute back to his waist, and said to Mo Junyan: "Have you written it down?"

Mo Junyan shook his head, Chongxiao's expression remained unchanged, and he asked again: "Then how many of these moves have you memorized?" Mo Junyan groaned slightly and said, "I have forgotten most of it." Chongxiao nodded and said, "You can think about it again." ”

Mo Junyan closed his eyes, and the figure of Chongxiao when he played the sword resurfaced in his mind, this time he thought about it for a long time, and after a long time of incense, he opened his eyes again, and said with joy on his face: "Chong senior, I have remembered everything!"

Yu Meng was shocked when she heard this, she knew that her junior brother's memory was quite inferior to herself, and she had just seen that Chongxiao had successively used eighteen sets of swordsmanship, totaling thousands of moves, and the Kunlun swordsmanship that Chongxiao made was also different from the swordsmanship she had learned. If you want to use it according to the gourd painting, I am afraid that it will only be 300 moves. And at this moment, after Mo Junyan recalled it, he actually said that he had written it all down!?

Chongxiao smiled slightly and said, "Very good." There's still time, and you can give me a demonstration of what you've learned. Mo Junyan took a deep breath, pulled out his long sword, and was about to make a move, but he heard Chongxiao say again: "It's not too early, every time you send you and choose thirty moves, you don't have to use them all." ”

"For every thirty moves, there are two hundred and seventy moves in total. Yu Mengxin said: "If it's only two hundred and seventy moves, I'm afraid I can barely do it." She felt a little relieved, and suddenly became worried again: "If Xiaojun really wrote down everything, I'm afraid it won't be difficult to block my hundred moves." She suffered from gains and losses for a while, and she turned a blind eye to all the moves shown by Mo Junyan.

Mo Junyan was very slow at the beginning, he had less comprehension of the sword intent of the Shaolin faction, after all, his personality was gentle, and what he lacked was the indomitable fierceness, so the essence of the Shaolin sword moves, he didn't learn much in this moment. When he used the Wudang swordsmanship, he comprehended a little more. After a while, it was time for the Emei sword technique, Mo Junyan had seen Yin Xiao make the sword many times, and Chongxiao said in detail that the Emei sword intent was exquisite and rigorous. When it came to Kunlun's swordsmanship, it was even more fluid and strange, which made Yu Meng can't help but applaud.

Mo Junyan's speed of sword release was different from Chongxiao's, but he only used thirty moves per sword technique, and it didn't take too long.

Chongxiao waited for him to finish, and said with a sneer: "In addition to the Kunlun swordsmanship, among the two hundred and forty moves you have, only twenty-eight moves have been right, including ten Emei swordsmanship. As for the rest of the moves, hehe, it's as straightforward as a Taoist priest drawing talismans and scribbling, which is plausible. ”

When Mo Junyan heard this, his fair face turned red immediately, and the red tide suddenly reached the root of his ears. He didn't dare to argue, nor did he dare to complain that Chongxiao made too quick moves during the demonstration. Yu Meng couldn't help it, and argued loudly: "Enough, big weirdo! The tricks you used to demonstrate twice were completely different, the first time you didn't memorize them, and the second time, one time is thousands of moves, how can you let him remember it in just a few hours? It's already very good to be able to make more than two hundred moves, don't be too strong!"

Chongxiao snorted and said, "Who said that the trick is wrong, so what's the matter? I only said the sword intent." What's more, Chong learned it like this back then, don't say a thousand moves, it's ten thousand moves, and I only need one time. ”

"Sword intent!?" Yu and Mo were shocked in unison, not only curious, but also shocked.

Yu Meng said: "What is this saying?" She thought in her heart: "Dududu, blow the conch! It's strange to believe you!" Mo Junyan had vaguely understood some of Chongxiao's meaning of giving the sword at first, and although he exclaimed at this moment, his thoughts were clearer.

Chongxiao didn't pay attention to Yu Meng's question, and said to Mo Junyan: "Fortunately, you have more or less comprehension of each sword move. He glanced at Yu Meng meaningfully and said, "The mystery in this can only be understood, not spoken." After the sun sets, you two will go back to Xiaoxuan Pavilion for dinner. After Chongxiao finished speaking, he turned around and left, and his figure only rose and fell a few times, and then disappeared.

Yu Meng was slightly angry, and he was sure that this strange man was just looking for two people to be happy, and he didn't really want to teach advanced martial arts to Mo Junyan. She was about to tell Mo Junyan about this idea, but she saw that Mo Junyan was thinking and meditating freely, and she didn't have the slightest suspicion.

Yu Menggang took a step, and suddenly thought: "Xiaojun is still so serious, well, if I tell him the truth, I'm afraid he will be disappointed." Hey, besides, looking at Xiaojun's appearance, he definitely didn't understand the strange man's moves, so if he thought about it, he would definitely not be able to take a hundred moves from me. Hey, Xiao Jun has lost, and let's see how that damn weirdo practices his gambling contract! Hmph, he must be a person with such a high level of martial arts, how can he be untrustworthy in his words? If he really pushes Tang, I will also take this opportunity to laugh at him and frustrate his spirit!"

Yu Mengmeng couldn't help but smile when he passed this section, and raised his eyes to see that Mo Junyan had drawn his long sword, thinking and waving it at the same time. She ignored him and roamed along the line from Yanwutai to Xiaoxuan Pavilion, enjoying the scenery along the way. This mountain is set up according to the innate gossip of Fuxi, and it is very easy to get lost, so at lunchtime, Chongxiao once talked in detail about the arrangement of the Xiaoxuan Pavilion around the Yanwu platform. Yu Meng's talent is excellent, and Mo Junyan has a foundation in learning, so he doesn't have to walk around in the mountains, so he won't be lost in the battle.

After dinner, Chongxiao asked Mo Junyan to realize on his own, let alone give a word of advice. Yu Meng saw it in his eyes, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Hmph, if you don't want to guide Xiaojun with your heart, you will definitely lose to me, and we'll see how you do it later!"

Mo Junyan went to practice on the martial arts stage, Chongxiao didn't say anything, and after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, he sat in front of the lake and played the flute. Yu Meng went out quietly, and saw Chongxiao with his back to him, immersed in the sound of the flute, and seemed to be unaware. She took an ordinary long sword, tiptoed away from Xiaoxuan Pavilion, and went in the direction of Yanwutai.

After a while, Yu Meng arrived, and saw that Mo Junyan was still thinking hard about the sword intentions of various factions, sometimes holding a sword to scratch something on the ground, and sometimes standing in a daze. So she quietly jumped onto the big tree behind Mo Junyan, and seeing that he didn't notice it, she simply sat on the tree and peeked secretly.

Yu dreamed that he began to practice swordsmanship, and he still used those specious eight-school swordsmanship. At this time, the moon was already up, and it was already three o'clock, Yu Meng thought to himself: "It's already night, and I don't know if that strange man is still giving a." "Chongxiao played in front of the lake this time, but he did not use his internal force, and the martial arts platform was far away from Xiaoxuan Pavilion, so the sound of the flute could not be transmitted here.

Yu Meng couldn't make up his mind in his heart, and he didn't know whether to wait for Chongxiao to appear, or to do it now. After a little hesitation, I suddenly thought of a plan, thought about it before and after, and felt that it was roughly possible. Immediately, he quietly jumped off the big tree and ran back to Xiaoxuan Pavilion.

The moonlight was in the west, and it was falling in the middle of the martial arts platform, reflecting Mo Junyan's shadow. Mo Junyan had just finished using the Jiuhua swordsmanship along the way, exhaled a breath, and muttered to himself: "It's still not right, I remember the few moves of the predecessors, there is a feeling of clouds hanging in the sky, and then a light rain is like a fall, and the whole set of swordsmanship is integrated, just like a fresh and natural light rain in early spring." He was very annoyed, and suddenly had a strange thought: "I can't really remember these eight factions of sword intent, but the eight factions of sword intent, I have already figured out a rough idea, if I use the sword intent of these factions to Kunlun swordsmanship, I don't know what will happen?"

He was about to think about it, when he looked down and suddenly caught a glimpse of the moonlit ground, and a figure was quietly approaching!? Mo Junyan was shocked, hurriedly turned around, and took a posture of guarding the emperor with his sword. In this mountain, there are only Chongxiao and Yu Meng, but how could these two people sneak up on him? If you want to say that there is only that Tian Erplough! Could it be that he actually went up the mountain again?

When the figure saw him turn around, he immediately made a move "Clear clouds and snow", five voids and one reality, and stabbed at Mo Junyan's chest. Mo Junyan was taken aback: "Isn't this the swordsmanship of my Kunlun faction?" He didn't have time to think about why this person would make it, and the long sword had naturally stabbed towards the tip of that person's sword.

Hearing only the sound of "ding", the tips of the two swords collided, and each took two steps back. Mo Junyan had already seen the man's black clothes at this time, covering his head and face with a black cloth, only revealing a pair of eyes, obviously not wanting to let himself know his identity. Mo Junyan hesitated in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "Senior sister, is it you?"

The man in black didn't treat each other even more, the long sword immediately slashed at Mo Junyan's right shin, Mo Junyan hurriedly raised his leg and retreated, and after the opponent's move "Fire Phoenix Liaoyuan" was slashed three times in a row, he dodged the opponent's fourth upward teasing, and then the long sword was handed out, and a move was returned.

The two dismantled more than 30 moves, all of which attacked and defended each other with Kunlun swordsmanship. Mo Junyan is already ninety percent sure of the identity of the person who came, he knows that he is not an opponent, look at the next ten moves will be at a disadvantage, unconsciously slow down the move, when the sword is quite round, although the move is still the Kunlun faction's sword move, the sword intent is already the Wudang faction's Taiji sword intent.

It's strange to say, he slowed down his sword moves, but his mind did not relax, but he was no longer so hard, although the man in black had already grabbed the upper hand, he could not attack the sword circle drawn by Mo Junyan with soft strength.

After more than a dozen moves, the man in black seemed to see Mo Junyan's method of making a sword, and he attacked quickly in succession, not intersecting with Mo Junyan's sword. Mo Junyan first learned Wudang sword intent, and he couldn't turn around freely and adapt. He had to take more than a dozen steps back, and seeing that this sword could no longer be hidden, he made a move to "avoid the blue and turn the red". This move was originally Emei swordsmanship, he had seen Yin Xiao make it, and wrote it down, and at this moment, with Emei sword intent, it was also quite exquisite.

The two of them slammed their long swords three times in succession, and they both felt that their palms were slightly hot. The man in black seemed to be surprised when he saw that this move "Quick Sword Three Links" was in vain, and the sword in his hand paused for a while, Mo Junyan took advantage of this gap to turn around and turn back to the middle of the martial arts platform.

The black-clothed man's eyes sharpened, and he grabbed it again, and three or five swords in succession, forcing Mo Junyan to retreat again and again. But no matter how the man in black attacked, Mo Junyan was always able to turn the danger into a disaster, sometimes it was the sword intent of the Jiuhua faction, sometimes it was the sword intent of the Qingcheng faction, and sometimes it was the strange Kunlun sword technique.

The man in black didn't know this, and at this moment, when he saw that his first move "Chu Yun Pinghai" was finished, and the second move was still "Chu Yun Pinghai", he wanted to stab him obliquely to attack his ribs. This was originally a flaw in his sword moves, and such a counterattack would definitely force him to retreat, otherwise he would be injured. Unexpectedly, Mo Junyan used the same move, but he used different sword intent, the first time he was an authentic Kunlun sword technique, and the second time he used the sword intent of the Hengshan faction. If the opponent does not defend himself, he will continue to feint, as long as the opponent has a move, he will turn flat and cut, which is extremely strange. However, according to the sword intent of Hengshan, the conversion between stabbing and cutting should be like a lonely goose looping back, and the word order needs to be kept. Since there is no need to deliberately, then this move is just an ordinary two-style, which is clearly a thorn, and then a horizontal slash.

"Ding" The two long swords exchanged again, and the man in black took a step back. He snatched the stab with his long sword, and happened to encounter that type of horizontal slash, and the strength of the stab was not as good as the slash, so he suffered a small loss.

The man in black frowned, he was forced to level by Mo Junyan from the upper hand, he became angry, and the exquisite sword move suddenly appeared, Mo Junyan did not dare to meet the enemy with Hengshan sword intent, but still resisted with the Kunlun swordsmanship he was most familiar with, and sometimes mixed with the sword intent of other sects, making the other party unpredictable, and many opportunities to win were missed.

Mo Junyan has been fighting with this man in black for a long time, and every time he is in danger, he relies on changing his sword intent to avoid defeat. But after all, there is still a gap between his skills and the man in black, and his eight factions of sword intent are only beginners, and they can't exert their true power.

The man in black was also a smart person, and gradually figured out the details of his tricks, and after three or five moves, the man in black's swordsmanship suddenly became ruthless, as if he wanted to take Mo Junyan's life.

Mo Junyan was stunned, his sword moves were slightly scattered, and he said in confusion: "Senior sister!?" The man in black ignored him, he had the upper hand, the long sword was even more like a storm, brushing the three swords, only to hear the sound of "ding", Mo Junyan's long sword took off his hand, and then the tip of the man in black's sword had reached his throat.

"Master, sister, I, I'm Jun Yan?" Mo Junyan was puzzled, he already knew that this man in black must be Yu Meng, but why Yu Meng would use such a ruthless trick against himself, he couldn't figure it out. They usually learn martial arts, and they always end up at the point, how can they ever use such a trick to fight with their lives?

"How?" Chongxiao's cold voice sounded quietly, he didn't know when he came behind them, and quietly watched the whole competition.

The man in black wiped off the black cloth that covered his face, and it was indeed Yu Meng.

She looked very annoyed, her cherry-like mouth pursed tightly. I don't know if I'm annoying Mo Junyan, or if I'm hating Chongxiao?

Mo Junyan was frightened by her expression, but the tip of Yu Meng's sword was still pointed at his throat, making it impossible for him to step forward. He had no choice but to say innocently: "Senior sister?"

"Hmph!" Yu Meng threw the long sword abruptly, glared at Chongxiao fiercely, and then swept past Chongxiao's side and ran down the martial arts stage.

Chongxiao let her be petty, nodded slightly at Mo Junyan, and turned to leave. On the empty martial arts stage, only Mo Junyan was left alone in front of the moonlight, with his mouth half open.