Chapter 8: The Famous Sword Contains Light
Yin Tianzi's three swords: one is Hanguang, the second is Chengying, and the third is Xiao Lian.
No matter how smart Ren Weiyu was, he never thought that the sword in the box would be an ancient famous sword Hanguang.
The reason why Hanguang is called Hanguang is because this sword often flashes with brilliance when injecting internal force, and secondly, because it is completely invisible in the sun, as if it is completely integrated into the light. "This is precisely the power of the light sword, just ask the invisible sword, how many people in the world can dodge?
The four of them walked into a dimly lit room, lowered the curtains around them, and then the ancient god revealed its true face.
Compared with ordinary swords, the light saber is smaller, only about the length of an ordinary sword, and the appearance is delicate and delicate. The hilt of the sword is clearly inlaid with pale cyan jade, smooth to the hand, and the sword body is extremely narrow, only about two fingers wide, I don't know what material is mixed in it, and it exudes a soft fluorescence in the dark. Therefore, anyone who has seen this sword will feel that this sword is suitable for girls, and it is for this reason that Sui Feng specially found it and gave it to Gu Zhen's apprentice.
"There is such a magical weapon in the world!" Li Xia sighed in surprise.
"Boy, you're still tender! And you know so much at such a young age, you can't leave too much to lose my face! Quipped with the wind.
"Master rest assured, the apprentice will work hard in the future and never disgrace the master." Li Xia hurriedly reassured Suifeng.
Sui Feng originally wanted to tease him, but he didn't expect him to be so serious, which made Sui Feng, a master, a little frustrated, but he didn't say this unintentionally.
Suifeng is a heroic temperament, and his martial arts are naturally in line with his broad and expansive state of mind, so if Li Xia has been suppressing resentment in his heart, it will definitely be harmful for him to practice martial arts. Besides, for a master, he definitely doesn't want his apprentice to practice martial arts just for revenge.
Of course, it is not bad for him to think so, but Li Xia suffered a big disaster at a young age, before the age of eleven, he was the youngest son in the family, he was loved, his parents were arrogant, Huatang Mingxuan, and there were people to serve him in and out. And now, the family is ruined, the enemy still doesn't know who it is, such a heavy burden is on him, forcing him to grow up overnight, and the heaviness of this heart knot is naturally not something that can be changed overnight.
Sui Feng also understood that he couldn't be in a hurry, so he just smiled lightly and didn't say anything more.
"Uncle has won the award, if you knew what method Master taught me, you probably wouldn't think so." Wei Yu smiled, and wrinkled his cute little nose at Gu Zhen by the way.
"Oh? How is it taught? Tell me about it, so that I can learn. Sui Feng asked Gu Zhen curiously.
Unexpectedly, Gu Zhen, who has always been casual, turned slightly red because of this question, and was amazed to see it.
"Ahem, ahem, isn't this for your own good?" Thinking of the previous two years, it was indeed suspected of being a prank, after all, not every child can be locked up in one place for two years without complaint, "As for you", he turned to the wind, "Of course, my method of teaching my disciples is unique, you have to teach, and you can figure it out yourself." ”
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The cold wind was whistling between the heavens and the earth, and the white ice and snow were brought up by the wind to merge into the heavens and the earth.
This is a perennial frozen place, and no matter how good your eyes are, you will never find a trace of tender green or bright red, so the world thinks that this is a place abandoned by creation, it is too cold and too strong for mortals to approach. However, there are often a few things that are unreasonable in the world, such as the two people on the top of this cold snowy ridge.
If anyone were here, they would have shouted in surprise - of course, the sound would be mercilessly swept into the raging wind, and no one would hear it. Because on the top of the snowy ridge at the highest point of the Tianshan Mountain Range, there were indeed two people standing.
A white-clothed and silver-haired, shaped like a sword, majestic and resolute, if you get closer, then you will also see that this is an old man, an old man with deep vicissitudes, he is standing like this, like a statue standing on the top of a snowy ridge, if it were not for the black and white eyes, it seems that he is a person standing outside the ice and snow. However, strangely, all the winds seemed to disappear when they passed by him, and his long silver hair fluttered slightly, and if you looked closely, you would find that the swing of the ends of the hair was exactly the same as the swing of the sleeves, and the snowflakes that were wrapped in the wind could only fall smoothly and return to the embrace of the earth by his side, as if he was returning to the peace of heaven and earth in the moment after the splendor of life.
A black-clothed and black-haired man, if the old man is completely integrated into the ice and snow, then this young man is completely independent of the ice and snow, how can a little black in the whole white not be conspicuous? He seems to be out of place here, but after looking at it for a long time, it makes people feel that he should be here, because he seems to be the only living being in this tyrannical place.
Yes, vitality, because this young man is practicing martial arts in the raging wind, one move and one style, steady and accurate, and it seems that he has not been affected by the wind and snow in the slightest. Or rather, he simply regarded Fengxue as the object of his martial arts training.
The old man on the side looked straight ahead with a pair of eyes, as if he was looking at the young man, but his gaze seemed to pass through the young man and fell elsewhere. In this way, one old and one young, still and moving, I don't know how long it has been.
Suddenly, the old man in white moved, extremely fast but also very slow, extremely fast because he had arrived at the young man's side at some point, and he was entangled with the young man, but extremely slow because it seemed that his afterimage was still in the place where he had just stood.
The young man's reaction was not slow, seeing the old man's attack, he immediately changed his move "Cold Spring Ice" to block the other party, and then the move was not old and reflexively made a move "Twilight Cloud Cold" to attack the opponent's left ribs, this block and attack, the change was just a snap of his fingers, but the old man's face did not change, but it seemed to be very ordinary to push out a palm, but it seemed to accommodate thousands of changes, forcing the young man to change his tricks to dodge...... In this way, you come and go, the two figures are fast and slow, entangled together, after about two hundred moves, the two figures are separated at a glance, falling on both sides, the old man is still as steady as a mountain, and the young man does not seem to have changed.
"But that's it." Suddenly, the old man spoke, and his deep voice seemed to be equally cold, and then he left without looking back.
The young man smiled bitterly, and when he saw the old man turn around, he breathed a sigh of relief, "cough, cough, cough-", but it turned out that Fang Cai's composure was all hard support, he shook his head, and then meditated on the ground, as if he was recovering from cultivation. After about a stick of incense, he got up and walked in the direction where the old man had left.
Behind him, where the two men had fought, the old man's side was as flat as ever, without any traces, while the young man's side had two still distinct footprints on the ground......