On the dinner table in Wudang at night, there were no big fish and meat, only green vegetarian dishes, and a ball of harmony.

Zhang Yue, who was ranked fifth, finally took off the sword on his back and put it beside him before eating.

Chen Letian heard Wang Chongyang say that the sword of the fifth senior brother Zhang Dazhen will never leave his body, carry it on his back during the day, and put it next to his pillow when he sleeps at night.

When Wang Chongyang was a child, he asked the fifth senior brother where to put the sword when he went to the toilet, and the fifth senior brother kicked Wang Chongyang away with a cold face.

But Wang Chongyang was not discouraged, and when the fifth senior brother went to the thatched house, he slipped in to take a look, and saw the fifth senior brother squatting on the pit with his sword horizontal in front of his knees.

Wang Chongyang stood far away and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, your sword definitely doesn't like to smell, right?"

At that time, Zhang Dazhen didn't know how to beat people in the air, so he could only scold Wang Chongyang for a few words to relieve his anger.

Later, the fifth senior brother told Wang Chongyang that the sword, like a human, is to cultivate feelings, and if you talk to it often, its spirituality will be awakened.

Wang Chongyang pursed his lips, disagreeing but not daring to object.

After everyone finished eating, Wang Chongyang happily took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks because he got Fang Mingyan, unlike usual, he always had to be reminded by his senior brothers.

Zhang Dazhen and Chen Letian were about a foot apart, staring at Chen Letian, and Chen Letian couldn't help but lower his head. Zhang Yue said: "Stand up." ”

Chen Letian stood up involuntarily, without the slightest thought of resisting.

Zhang Zhenren asked: "I heard that you are the best in the Northern Army?"

Chen Letian arched his hand and said: "I don't dare to be, it's just a small captain of the forward battalion." ”

Zhang Zhenren asked again: "Do you know how to use a sword?"

Chen Letian nodded.

Zhang Zhenren asked again: "Come to me early tomorrow, and I'll try your swordsmanship." ”

Chen Letian said helplessly: "Great Zhenren, the disciple's swordsmanship is not in order, it is all used in the battle array, it is not enough to worry about it, how can it enter the eyes of the Great True Man!"

Before Zhang Zhenren could say anything, Li Xuantong, the head of the sect, suddenly said: "Lotte, Zhang Zhenren wants to guide you, and I don't thank you." ”

Chen Letian reacted immediately and bowed: "That... Thank you Zhang Zhenren. ”

That night, Zhang Yue lay on the bed, looked at the beam, and thought about Chen Letian. Chen Letian still doesn't know that the master brother wants to pass on to him the Taiping Mental Method that he has cultivated all his life, if he knows, I'm afraid he will be happy for three days and can't sleep. After just one meal, Zhang Yue didn't see anything outstanding about Chen Letian. Except that the true qi in the two seas of qi is relatively full, there is nothing beyond ordinary people, and even the two seas of qi and veins are not very vast. From this point of view, the Chen Letian that Zhang Yue saw was too far behind the king Chongyang.

This Taiping Mind Method is passed on to Wang Chongyang, I'm afraid it is more useful than passing it on to Chen Letian, right?

But Zhang Yue felt that the foresight of the senior brother was far from being comparable to him, a person who only knew kendo.

Thinking about it and thinking about it, sleepiness struck, Zhang Dazhen patted the blunt sword that had been with him for so many years by the pillow and fell asleep.

The next day, just after dawn, before the sun rose, Chen Letian came to Zhang Dazhen's house and sat on the stone steps in front of the door and waited.

Until the morning sun rose halfway, the morning glow reflected on the door of Zhang Dazhen's house, and Zhang Yue opened the door. Seeing Chen Letian, Zhang Yue said, "Where is your sword?"

Chen Letian stood up and said, "The disciple didn't bring a sword to Wudang. ”

Zhang Dazhen shook his head and said, "It seems that you are not a swordsman. I heard that you entered the Spring Realm with Confucianism and martial arts, and turned the true qi of Grandmaster Liu into your own use?"

Chen Letian hummed and said, "Yes, it was because of the guidance of Uncle Xu that I was able to dissolve the true qi that Master Liu poured into my body. ”

Zhang Yue pointed to a stone bench in front of the door and motioned for Chen Letian to sit.

As soon as Chen Letian's buttocks fell on the stone bench, he saw Zhang Dazhen casually grab a thin bamboo leaning against the door and throw it towards Chen Letian.

The bamboo was thin and long, but the true qi attached to it wound the entire bamboo at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it rushed towards Chen Letian's door with a fierce momentum.

When Chen Letian reacted, the bamboo was only a few inches away from his face, and he hurriedly leaned back, and the bamboo brushed the tip of his nose. On the line of life and death, Chen Letian didn't know how much he had experienced, so he didn't panic, his butt sat down again, and he was even in the mood to laugh: "Don't really kill me, I just want to die on the battlefield." ”

Zhang Yue snorted coldly, stretched out his five fingers, and a wrist-thick bamboo in the bamboo forest in front of the house rose up and flew into the sky, Chen Letian looked up, and even the shadow of the bamboo could not be seen. The next moment, Chen Letian suddenly saw a black dot straight down, and the black dot instantly turned into a bamboo root in front of his eyes, Chen Letian didn't have time to react at all, and watched the bamboo brush his forehead and nose straight up, and then slammed into the ground!

After being inserted into the ground, the whole bamboo does not move, as if it had grown here in the first place. Chen Letian was really shocked into a cold sweat this time.

"I poured the true qi on the whole bamboo, and after entering the ground, the rhizome was not damaged in the slightest, and the bamboo did not have any effect and could continue to grow. Zhang Yue said, turned around and walked into the house, took out a wooden sword, threw it to Chen Letian, and said, "Come, pour gas into the sword and stab me." ”

Chen Letian took the sword and looked at it. The wooden sword in his hand is exactly the same as the peach wood sword sold to tourists at the foot of the mountain for a few pennies, without a blade, slightly rough, light in the hand, and there is a sword spike on the hilt.

Chen Letian squinted slightly, mobilized the true qi in his body to gather on the right arm holding the sword, and then traveled the true qi from the arm to the palm, and then spit it out, attached to the peachwood sword, and then kicked on the stone bench with his left foot, and jumped up in the air to stab Zhang Dazhen.

The two were about two zhang apart, but when Chen Letian was halfway through, he found that the true qi originally attached to the peachwood sword had disappeared, and when the sword stabbed in front of Zhang Dazhen, Zhang Dazhen did not move, and only glanced at the peachwood sword, Chen Letian's forward momentum came to an abrupt end, and even the person fell to the ground with the sword.

As soon as Chen Letian fell to the ground, he immediately got up and stabbed Zhang Dazhen's chest like a child in an orderly manner. Find the shortest distance with the moves that are commonly used in battle formations without moves, and stab at the deadliest place.

Zhang Yue stood with his hands in his hands, waiting for the sword that seemed to him to be stabbing very slowly, the tip of the peachwood sword just touched him, only to see him turn sideways slightly, and the sword slid away along his robe. Chen Letian didn't even know if the tip of the sword had touched Zhang Dazhen's robe.

But Chen Letian didn't have the heart to think about it, he subconsciously wiped the horizontal sword towards Zhang Dazhen's neck, and wiped it away towards the vein that would spurt out like a fountain after the slash. Again, find the shortest distance and head towards the deadliest place.

Zhang Yue did not bow his head or jump up, did not advance or retreat, but continued to turn sideways, and drew a quarter circle with the peach wood sword in Chen Letian's hand, just letting go of the sword blade that the peach wood sword did not exist.

Chen Letian's third move is no longer to use the stabbing and wiping commonly used in swordsmanship, but to slash. Just like that, there was no routine, there was no bit of freehand of a clever swordsman, he raised his peachwood sword and slashed it hard.

Zhang Yue followed the front and turned sideways.

Chen Letian missed the cut and continued to cut.

Chen Letian raised his arm and raised his sword and slashed.

Zhang Yue's feet moved slightly, and his body followed the sword, turning sideways.

From the beginning of the morning sun to the three poles of the sun, the morning dew on the stone table has disappeared from a thick layer to being exposed to the sun. Chen Letian didn't know how many times he slashed, and Zhang Yue didn't know how many times he turned sideways and how many circles he made.

In the end, after Chen Letian squeezed out the last trace of true qi and strength in his body, he fell straight back.

Zhang Dazhen walked down the steps with his hands in his hands, walked to Chen Letian's side, and looked down at his sweaty and pale face due to exhaustion.

At this time, Chen Letian did not faint, the moment he fell to the ground, his chaotic consciousness due to exhaustion regained his clarity, but his body had not yet recovered, at this time, he kept gasping for breath, his lungs seemed to be about to burst, his limbs seemed to be unconscious, and a word kept appearing in front of him, tired.

Looking at Chen Letian on the ground, Zhang Dazhen's cold face was still cold, but there was a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Do nothing, and do nothing. In the past few months of your cultivation in Wudang, haven't you understood it thoroughly?" Zhang Dazhen looked up at the sky.

"That's... You are really the realm that you should have, and I'm not worthy... It's not worthy to do something out of nothing, right?" Chen Letian lay on his back to the sky, still with his eyes closed.

Zhang Dazhen shook his head and said, "You have just produced a total of two thousand five hundred and thirty-seven swords, and none of them have touched me. You've known since the tenth sword that you can't stab me, so why keep going?"

Chen Letian opened his eyes and said, "No, before I fall, every sword I stabbed out has a chance for me." ”

Zhang Dazhen stretched out his hand to Chen Letian on the ground, Chen Letian raised his hand, the first time, he didn't move, and the second time, he barely raised his arm a few inches. At a distance of one foot, Chen Letian lifted a stick of incense before finally grabbing Zhang Dazhen's hand.

Zhang Dazhen nodded imperceptibly.

Then, Chen Letian felt a warm true qi from Zhang Dazhen's hand into his limbs. He suddenly felt that he was alive again, climbing up from the netherworld.

After a while, Chen Letian felt that all the tiredness and pain in his body were gone, and the depleted qi veins were filled with true qi again. Standing up, jumping a few times, everything was as usual, as if the long purgatory had never happened at all, like crawling back to the world from the underworld, Chen Letian couldn't help but sigh: "The true qi of the great real person, I can't catch up with it if I practice for another hundred years!"

Zhang Dazhen said: "Doing nothing, doing nothing, not doing it deliberately, is the biggest method of my Taoist practice." Chen Letian, I see that your heart is not quiet, and your desire is too strong, I am afraid that it will be half the effort. ”

Chen Letian said: "I'm already trying to control the desires in my heart, but it's really difficult!"

Zhang Dazhen said: "It's difficult, it's rare." Remember, go with the flow. You go first, and come back here tomorrow morning. ”