Chapter Seventy-Five: The Sacrificial Sword
The long-lost morning light shone into the grass house, Wang Yan turned over lazily, and then slowly sat up from the grass bed, although the trip to Shujian Village was only a few days, but the mind and energy consumed were too much, so he returned to his nest, Wang Yan slept so sweetly and peacefully, and even wanted to lie on the bed for the first time in his life and couldn't get up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Maybe this is the bed that the fifth rhyme talks about?
Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, then stood up and stretched, if it was on weekdays, Xiaodouzi would have brought water to serve Wang Yan to wash, and then the two went to the practice ground together, but the little guy didn't come today, and Wang Yan didn't plan to go out, because he announced in public last night that he was going to retreat.
Recalling the scene where Fifth Yun and Ling Huwan met yesterday, Wang Yan couldn't help but feel a little painful in his brain, one was called Brother Wang, the other was called Brother Yan, how did the smell of gunpowder come from, that kind of scene Wang Yan didn't know how to deal with it at all, so he could only go back to his nest and announce the retreat, but Ling Huwan finally lived in the village, and lived next door to Fifth Yun.
As for Ling Huwan's dream of being a heroine, Wang Yan couldn't take care of it for the time being, so she could only give instructions to Bai Jasmine, and let her take Ling Huwan to boil her bones, anyway, Bai Jasmine knew everything about building the foundation.
However, Wang Yan's retreat is not just to avoid a few women, since he left the Proud Sword Villa, his martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds, although he has stayed in Shanxia Village for several months to refine his mood and polish his internal qi, but he has not really sorted out his martial arts system and comprehended his own martial arts concept, and if he wants to become a real swordsman, this aspect is indispensable.
What's more important is that Wang Yan has gained a lot from this trip to Shujian Village, especially after the famous sword falls into the sand, he can cultivate sword light differentiation, but before cultivating this sword technique, Wang Yan needs to sacrifice the sword.
Although Wang Yan's past is blank, after he entered the Proud Sword Villa at the age of twelve, he still participated in the annual sword sacrifice ceremony of the Proud Sword Villa, and heard the owner preach the Sword Sutra several times, and he knew very well how a real swordsman should sacrifice the sword.
The sacrificial sword is divided into four realms, the first sacrificial sword needs to be sincere to the sword with the method of blood refining, that is, to sacrifice the sword with a drop of blood every day for seven hundred and forty-nine days, which finally makes a subtle connection between people and the sword. This may sound very mysterious, but this is a secret method passed down from ancient times in Proud Sword Villa, which has been confirmed by countless swordsmen, and Wang Yanzi is convinced. And to cultivate sword light differentiation, you need to complete at least the first sacrificial sword.
Sacrificing the sword with the blood of the heart naturally hurts the vitality, and during the sword sacrifice, you must not have floating thoughts, everything you do is best related to the sword, otherwise it is likely to lead to the failure of the sword sacrifice, so Wang Yan has already made up his mind to sacrifice the sword without leaving home in the next two or three months, and in addition to the sacrificial sword, the only thing he has to do is to sort out his martial arts and understand his own thoughts, so as to find his own way to step into the way of the sword.
Therefore, this retreat is very important for Wang Yan, so he cheered up, and after the whole person was completely sober, he took the falling sand and then crossed his knees on the couch, restrained his mind and eliminated distracting thoughts, and began to prepare for the sacrifice of the sword according to the method taught in the Sword Sutra of the Proud Sword Villa.
After a stick of incense, Wang Yan followed the guidance of the method of sacrificing the sword and completely sank into his own mind, the method of sacrificing the sword called this illusory space that belongs to him and himself called my own world, in this world, Wang Yan only felt that there was only 'me' and 'sword' between heaven and earth, and a sense of 'emptiness' quietly rose, followed by desolation and loneliness, this feeling made Wang Yan can't help but have floating thoughts, but then the sand shook lightly, and a sword light was cut through the sky.
This method of sacrificing the sword is not a simple ceremony, the mystery is very, it is difficult for ordinary people to perceive, and if you want to sacrifice the sword successfully, it is not said that it is simple to sacrifice the sword with blood, before that, you also need to know the "me" and the "sword", if you do not know neither "me" nor "sword", how can you talk about sincerity in the sword?
The sword light broke through the air, Wang Yan's 'I' did not resist, and then he only felt that he was cut apart, including the floating thoughts of the past was cut off, and he was immediately wrapped in desolation and loneliness, and I don't know how long it took, Wang Yan finally understood that this was the slightest sword intent left in the sword by the previous master of Luosha, and Wang Yan thought about it and realized that this trace of sword intent was very beneficial to his own sword intent. But more importantly, through the sword intent that remained in the falling sand, he had a bridge of communication with the falling sand itself.
Between the thoughts, the world changes, in the yellow sand, a long sword dances wildly to the sky, but it is a pity that people can not compete with the heaven and earth, let alone a sword, and finally the long sword is buried by layers of yellow sand, but the long sword has always maintained a streamer.
'I' watched everything quietly, and then hooked up my mind and carefully figured out the solemnity and unyielding contained in that streamer, as if a long time had passed, and as if only a moment had passed, my mind moved again, 'I' jumped into the long sword, and then the long sword was golden and prosperous, breaking through the layers of yellow sand and rising to the sky, and then it passed through the yellow sand in the sky, and slashed towards the sky.
Tear pull...
As if something was shattering, Wang Yan opened his eyes suddenly, and felt that the internal qi in his body was like a wild current, and after a moment, he only felt a pain in his heart, but between the reversal of the internal force, a drop of heart blood was forced out, and then the internal force pushed this drop of heart blood to rush out of Wang Yan's mouth.
Click.
A small drop of heart blood fell on Luosha's sword, followed by a magical thing happened, only to see this drop of heart blood merge into the sword body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after it completely disappeared, there were a few more blood-colored lines on Luosha's sword body.
Looking at the blood-colored lines on the sword, the pale Wang Yan couldn't help but smile, everything was difficult at the beginning, he knew that the most difficult pass had been crossed, and the blood-colored lines represented that he had been recognized by Luosha, and in the next forty-eight days, as long as he continued to drip into Luosha with his heart's blood every day, this sword sacrifice would not fail.
However, Wang Yan quickly calmed down again, in the mysterious experience just now, he still had a lot of things he didn't understand. I'm still very vague, on the other hand, he can't understand the formation of all kinds of illusions, he knows that the method of sacrificing the sword is actually a kind of application of the integration of the three treasures of his own spiritual qi, but the martial artist in the Tongmai period is still very shallow in his understanding of the essence and spirit, and the use is only just getting started, so the method of sacrificing the sword itself is more like a mold, which is to directly guide the spirit of the martial artist into the self world.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Yan couldn't help but take out the secret of Ning Yuan Sword Gong from his arms, this secret book mainly records the method of condensing the fetus and the method of polishing the sword fetus, and in the process of the fetus, refining the Yuan fetus is the in-depth cognition and application of qi, and wanting to polish it into a sword fetus involves the spiritual level, especially if you want to condense into a bloody sword fetus, it is necessary to use the three treasures of essence and qi in one, so there is naturally a more detailed explanation of the essence and spirit in the secret book, so Wang Yan wants to find some answers from it.
Faintly, Wang Yan felt that this was very important, he felt that if he could understand the essence of the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi and Spirit, he might be able to completely understand what the 'me' who had no consciousness and could only watch coldly and then pass everything on to the mind was, and even felt that he might even be able to peek into the mystery of his own life and understand what kind of existence he was