Chapter 17 The Old Man of Yingge 3
“…… The husband and the object must be opposed, strong and easy to break, and too much; Mighty soldiers, do everything you can, and you will surely perish the enemy and me...... When you participate in Tai Chi, Liangyi, Sixiang, and Bagua to reason, turn the whole into zero, and divide it into eight, then human power can reach each other, and complement each other endlessly! All things in the firmament, one by one into the sword, holding the sun and the moon, holding the heaven and earth, calling the wind and fire, calling the electric light, the unity of heaven and man, invincible, is the Tianxuan sword trick! ”
I stood in a secluded forest in the Taishang Shrine, holding the Soul Destroying Sword in one hand and the sword book in the other. The sun is shining, flowing between the green and continuous forest leaves, lined with the surging clouds in the sky, more gentle and bright.
From today onwards, I want to get rid of the past and live a new life in Zhongtian, and devote myself to following Master to practice swordsmanship and immortal law.
"Tianxuan Sword Spectrum" is a unique swordsmanship transcribed and created by the master himself, and only the disciples of the national teacher can practice in Zhongtian, and it is also the unique learning of Zhongtian. This set of swordsmanship has a total of eighty-one moves, including the Nine Palaces Body Method and the Nine Palaces Heart Method. Those who practice need to memorize the mental method, and then use it according to the situation, so that they can become natural and improve their cultivation.
Xu is because he has opened the immortal veins and opened the immortal bones, the whole person feels refreshed, the seven tricks are all connected, and the mental method in the sword spectrum falls into the eyes, and I can understand it at a glance, I am no longer the one who couldn't even read a few big characters in the past.
I learned to dance the sword in the posture of the sword book while slowly chanting the mantra. Unexpectedly, the page of the book actually changed, and the golden light suddenly appeared on the page, and the soul destroyer in my hand also followed the sword. I suppressed the excitement in my heart, and watched the pages change without blinking. The light on the pages of the book slowly converged, converging into words of light the size of ants, which appeared on the pages, making the golden light on the pages of the sword spectrum, as dense as the stars in the sky.
I was stunned, and when I heard the "click", the levitation technique suddenly lost its effect, and the golden page fell straight down, and I was startled, and without thinking, I immediately let go of the soul destroyer, and reached out to grab the golden page in my hand. I didn't want to think that as soon as my fingers touched it, the words of light on the gold page seemed to have found an outlet, and they all frantically poured through my hands and poured into my whole body. I can't help but be shocked!
I hurriedly tried to shake off the page, but now it seemed to be alive, sticking to my hand, unable to throw away a single bit. The light word was transmitted too fast, in an instant. All the words of light crawled all over my body. The morning light shone, and my whole body was shining, looking very weird. Just when I was helpless and trembling in fear, suddenly all the words of light rushed to my head as if I had received an order, and seeped into them one by one, so that countless things were shoehorned into my mind in an instant.
I frowned tightly and screamed in pain, as if the words were about to burst my head. Fortunately, this situation lasted for a very short time, and in a few moments, all those light words had entered my mind. I collapsed to the ground, unable to move a single bit. After a quarter of an hour, I was a little more refreshed and finally able to stand up. The pain in my brain, though relieved a lot, was still buzzing. I quickly sat down on the meadow according to the method Master had taught me, closed my eyes and began to breathe.
After this meditation, the discomfort in my brain completely disappeared, and even the light words that poured in finally made me understand.
As soon as my mind moved, the Soul Exterminating Sword clenched in my hand with a thud. Jumping up, the snow-white skirt flew in the air, the long sword was unsheathed, the tip of the sword poked out like a spiritual snake, the blades of grass on the ground were instantly aroused by the sword qi, the blade of the sword swept from top to bottom, and the wind pierced through the gap in my clothes, making an empty whistling sound.
One blow and go, like a cloud, the internal force lingering on the sword body through the long sword layer by layer like an undercurrent push, I only feel a sore wrist, the sword in the palm is actually a little loose.
"Ah Mo, pay attention to the sword fingers, the circle is as good as you want, and the life is endless!" The master was dressed in white, and he didn't know when he came.
I bowed my head slightly, adjusted my breath, the sword qi was in the air, and I held up thousands of sword flowers with my backhand, and the streamer flew in the air, like a star falling, accompanied by my black hair, staggered and flying, changing in an instant.
"Such as the strength of the pine, such as the speed of the wind, open and close, the momentum is majestic!" He looked up at me and said.
The Soul Exterminating Sword is like a meteor in my hand, coming and going in an instant, ethereal and incomprehensible, and the wind is generated at the same time under my feet, without a momentary pause, like white clouds suddenly merging and dividing, there is no way to judge what is false and what is real.
However, no matter how high the endowment is, it can't make up for the weakness of the foundation, and I began to feel a little inward, and at first, relying on the subtlety of swordsmanship and the lightness of my body, I can travel in all directions lightly. After a long time, due to the problem of breathing, the wind gradually fell, and the figure that came and went like the wind in an instant, touched and left, and retreated with a blow gradually stagnated.
At the same time, there seems to be an internal force on the sword body surging like a tide of anger, wave after wave, and there is no room for me to breathe. The only thing I could do was hold the sword tightly in my hand, or it would fall off the ground in my hand. However, his body was pulled by this force and staggered back a few steps, his internal breath was not smooth, his feet slipped, and he almost fell directly from the air.