Chapter 16: The Wind Blows
Returning to the cave at will, closing his eyes and sitting on the big rock in the cave, the whole person's mind was immersed in the sea of consciousness.
From the seven stars of the Taishan faction falling into the sky, the eighteen plates of Mount Tai, and the five doctors' swords...... and then to the Songshan Seventeenth Road Swordsmanship...... There are also the Hengshan faction, the Huashan faction, and finally the Hengshan faction.
The six hundred and thirty-seven sword moves were first derived by him one by one, and then slowly dismantled......
If you are an ordinary person, even if you know the essentials of a sword move, you have to study it if you want to crack it, and it takes a little energy, but as far as any is concerned, these moves can be said to be able to find the gaps at a glance and see where the flaws are.
But he doesn't intend to be an opinion, but to learn from it.
Any martial arts is the wisdom of the ancestors condensed, five schools of swordsmanship, a total of 637 styles, which is no longer condensed how many people have gathered the wisdom of their lives.
If you want to learn from your strengths, the difficulties can be described as indescribable.
Any has a unique talent, and the six hundred and thirty-seven sword moves have been refined by him...... Unconsciously, earth-shaking changes have taken place.
The swordsmanship of the five factions was practiced by the heart, but it could be advanced and retreated, flickering east and west, and the body and the sword were combined, but a sword move changed, as natural as flowing water and clouds, and it came out without any stagnation.
While he was evolving, he inexhaustibly perfected the Thirteen Heaven-shattering Styles, and the fast sword also changed......
The Thirteen Swords are still the fastest Thirteen Swords in today's martial arts, but among the Thirteen Swords, in addition to being fast, there are many changes.
Since the swordsmanship is extremely fast and is already exhausted, then arbitrariness naturally begins to change. Suddenly, something else appeared in his swordsmanship...... That's might, killing, and overwhelming.
Then, then, the Thirteenth became the Fourteenth, Fifteenth, Sixteenth, and Seventeenth...... One hundred and eight ...... Three hundred and seventy-seven ...... A thousand styles, the earth-shattering sword technique began to be endless, endless, and seemed to integrate all the sword moves in the world into it, reaching the point of never-ending.
The sun and the moon are reversed, and the stars are shifting.
In the afternoon, when Lu Dayou brought the food again, Ling Hu Chong also returned to the cave and finished the meal.
His sixth junior brother Lu Dayou didn't know that there was still a person sitting in the cave, and none of them moved, if there was no uniform breath, he was like a dead man, and he didn't know that Tian Boguang, who was walking alone, was also on the mountain.
Outside the cave, Tian Boguang shouted again: "Linghu Chong, have you eaten well, get out of Lao Tzu after eating." ”
Ling Hu Chong shook his head helplessly, picked up his sword and got up......
When he got out of the cave, he couldn't help but quip: "Brother Tian is making a lot of noise, have you forgotten that one?" ”
"Which one?"
Tian Boguang shivered instantly, in the past day, he had already been so angry by this kid that he almost forgot about the man in the cave. Seeing that there was no movement in the cave, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but his voice was much softer.
"Brother Linghu, Tian Mou already said yesterday, I just want to invite you to go down the mountain and meet Master Yilin, Tian is not for anything else, nor has any plans, but I want Brother Fox to relieve the pain of Little Master Yilin's lovesickness."
Ling Hu Chong shook his head and said, "Your words are too fake, Senior Sister Yilin is a monk, how can you talk nonsense here?" Let alone...... What's more, even if this is true, what does this have to do with Brother Tian, why do you bother to do such a boring thing? ”
After a slight pause, he smiled and said, "You say, how can I meet you?" ”
Hearing this, Tian Boguang said angrily: "Do you think Lao Tzu wants to go to your Huashan?" ”
Linghu Chongqi said: "It seems that Brother Tian has something unspeakable!" ”
Tian Boguang sighed and said slowly: "I was captured by someone and poisoned by that person, to cure this poison, except for the person who gave the hand, I am afraid that only the 'famous killer' and the 'divine doctor holy hand' can save me in this world." ”
Linghu Chong answered: "Why don't you go and ask those two?" ”
Tian Boguang glanced at the cave, and then said: "Ping Yizhi has a strange temperament, if he doesn't want to save you, even if you have a knife on his neck, he won't make a move." And the reason why it is called 'famous doctor who kills' is precisely because if you want him to heal someone, you have to kill someone for him. The Hand of the Divine Healer...... Lao Tzu didn't dare to ask for this. ”
Ling Hu Chong smiled slightly, but he didn't taunt him, he was not frightened in the face of the man in the cave.
"You already know the matter, you can't go down the mountain!"
Ling Hu Chong shook his head again and said: "You and I have words first, if I take your thirty moves, you will no longer force me to go down the mountain." ”
Tian Boguang took a deep breath and said faintly: "Brother Linghu, the two of us have competed three times, and we have been fighting for a day and a night, even if we continue to fight, you are still not my opponent." It's not Tian's arrogance, your Huashan faction is slightly higher than me in the martial arts of your master and master, if it were you, without eighty or ninety years of hard training, it is impossible to beat the fast knife in my hand, so you should obediently follow me down the mountain. ”
Hearing his words of contempt for the Huashan faction, Hu Chong was furious in his heart, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.
"Why ten years, if someone in Huashan instructs him a few tricks, before the sun goes down, he can clean up your kid!"
Ling Hu Chong was taken aback, and as soon as he turned around, he saw an old man with a white beard and a green robe standing behind him.
Tian Boguang was already impatient, he couldn't do anything with this kid, couldn't he still do it to the old man?
Strike with a single sword!
Linghu Chong suddenly felt the sound of the wind, and the old man had swept past him in front of him, facing Tian Boguang's fast knife. He didn't react at all, he didn't even touch the old man's clothes, and even the sword in his hand was taken away by the old man.
Tian Boguang's knife momentum is together, and there is a steady stream of back-up moves.
But before the sword fell, the sword light preempted the blade, and a sword slashed on the back of the knife.
In an instant, the knife flew back, and no one expected that this old man would drop Tian Boguang's fast knife with a single sword.
The knife fell not far away, and Tian Boguang said: "You...... Who are you? ”
The old man looked depressed, his face was like gold paper, and he had not yet answered, only suspicious!
He looked at the mouth of the cave, and a man happened to come out of it.
He also looked at the old man and smiled: "The wind is clear? ”
The old man was silent, still staring at any of them carefully, while the other two were one exclaiming, the other trembling.
"You are my Uncle Fengtai?!"
"You...... Are you Mr. Feng? ”
Feng Qingyang sighed softly, and finally spoke: "I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who remember Feng." Kid over there, which sect are you a disciple of? ”
Arbitrarily smiled: "I am a master of Wudang, but now there is no door and no faction." ”
"Oh?!" Feng Qingyang didn't delve into it, and then asked, "What did you go up the mountain for?" ”
Arbitrarily said lightly: "I'm looking for you." ”
"Looking for me?"
"Yes, I was looking for you!"
Feng Qing raised his white eyebrows and condensed slightly, and said, "Why are you looking for me!" ”
Arbitrarily said: "Sword fighting!" ”
As soon as these words came out, Feng Qingyang was slightly surprised; Tian Boguang and Ling Hu Chong reacted immediately, and the two retreated to the side in unison.
Feng Qingyang looked at the hilt of the sword that was exposed behind Any, and Any, and Any, also looked at the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand.
"You have a sword in your hand."
Feng Qingyang stroked his beard with his left hand and said with a smile: "Let's shoot." ”
"Good!"