Chapter Twenty-Four: The Way of the Sword (Monday Asking for Recommendation Votes)
After standing up, Meng Qi found that the old man was tall, even if he was old, he looked burly and majestic, he turned around, revealing a face full of traces of wind and frost, old age spots one by one, wrinkled, but his bright and divine eyes, but not as muddy as normal at this age, so clear that they seemed to reflect the figures of Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu.
The hand in which he drew his long sword was so calm that it did not tremble at all, as if it was repeating the action of a thousand hammers and chisels, and the interception of each moment, except for the different distances, was exactly the same, which was shocking.
Feeling this, Meng Qi's expression became more and more solemn, this is the strongest enemy he has faced since his martial arts attained! Compared with him, An Guoxie and You Huanduo may not be inferior in terms of body, internal qi, and skills, but their realms are far apart, and there is no such feeling that every move is in line with the law, and there is a sense of harmony between movement and stillness.
Meng Qi vaguely realized that this old man was only one layer of window paper away from opening the entrance of the eyebrows, and after opening it, he could immediately intersect the inner and outer heaven and earth, which means that the realm was here, and he could directly cross the half-step exterior level.
I don't know if it's the National Teacher or the Sword Emperor?
He took a deep breath and forcibly condensed his essence and divine intent, if he hadn't felt the killing intent of this old man, he would have already fallen into the red dust, Yama Luoti, the secret of sacrificing himself, and breaking the pure order with all his strength, seeking a chance to escape with his life.
As such, he didn't dare to be careless, it was easy for this kind of character to hide his killing intent.
Meng Qi held the sword in his right hand, shook his left hand next to the hilt, and motioned Ruan Yushu to jump off the stone bridge immediately after doing it himself, dive into the river, and flee for his life first.
In the face of enemies in this realm, there is no way to be distracted!
Ruan Yushu was still expressionless, not frightened, and he didn't know what the charter was.
The old man walked forward slowly, and the long sword was slashed out at will, and the moves seemed simple. But it seems to be constantly changing, and the flaws are uncertain, and they can't be caught at all.
Meng Qi put his whole heart on this sword, and the words and sentences in his mind about the final decision style and the sword breaking style ebbed and flowed, decomposed and combined.
Over here!
Meng Qi did not retreat and counterattacked, and the ordinary stab of the long sword landed seven inches on the left side of the old man's sword.
The changing sword moves collapsed, but suddenly the yin and yang were differentiated, and the long sword slashed left and right extremely quickly, and the yin and yang collided. The whirlpool was born steeply, trapping Meng Qi's long sword in one fell swoop!
Is it a trap? The real flaw, the only flaw, is actually a trap!
Meng Qi suppressed his astonishment, his wrist flicked, and the long sword spun along the whirlpool, and the speed doubled to penetrate the past, piercing the old man's chest.
But at this moment, the tip of the old man's sword was placed on the side of Meng Qi's front stab. Let go of the long sword, as if he automatically hit his wrist!
Another trap?
Meng Qi leaned forward, forcibly changed his moves, and raised his long sword. The tip of the sword flashed, and he pointed diagonally at the old man's throat.
The old man was not in a hurry, and turned sideways slightly, letting Meng Qi's long sword fall short. And the sword in his hand remained unchanged, still stopping there, and Meng Qi was taking the initiative to send his chest and abdomen up.
The real trap?
Meng Qi had countless thoughts in his mind. Finally close the sword and avoid it.
The old man was unforgiving, and the long sword was unfurled, and countless changes were born, as if forming a spider web, layer after layer, flaws and traps, traps and flaws, which made people dazzled.
Meng Qi saw several obvious flaws, but he didn't dare to take out the sword lightly, for fear of falling into the trap like just now, and maybe even this sword was also part of the net after the trap just now!
He rose to a strong feeling that each of his swords seemed to come from the heart, but in fact, he was affected by all kinds of changes and circumstances, and made the response that the old man hoped for, and under his inducement, he fell into the game and was caught in the net!
Meng Qi tried his best to break the move, but he felt that the net of the old man's swordsmanship was getting tighter and tighter, as if his struggle had made him even more predicament.
Cold sweat gradually came out of his forehead, even if he was facing the evil king, he could check the enemy with his true qi, know the enemy mentally, and know what he was going to do with his next move from his muscle reaction and true qi operation, and his Dugu Nine Sword was not so wolf-like, it seemed that he was being led by the nose, even if he broke the opponent's sword move, he fell into a more sinister situation.
But at this moment, without being sure, Meng Qi didn't dare to completely go against his judgment, so he would open the door wide and take the initiative to give people away.
Zheng!
The water was murmuring, the sound of the piano was in his ears, Meng Qi's heart suddenly disappeared impetuously, and the words of the general recipe and the broken sword style reappeared, and the bits and pieces he had accumulated over the past few days came to his heart.
In his eyes, the infinite changes of the sword moves disappeared, no longer haunting his heart, and what he saw and saw was the simplest splitting and stabbing and provoking ...... One stroke at a time, fill the horizon.
And no matter how they are combined and how they change, they will always follow some basic truths, and they will never deviate from their origins!
Meng Qi realized something, the god was pulled, and the long sword was horizontal to his chest.
Bite!
The shadow of the sword disappeared in the sky, and the two swords collided for the first time since the fight.
Meng Qi was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to fight back, but the old man drew his sword and stood, and said without anger or joy:
"You've returned to the sword defense. β
Meng Qi was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned on the spot, and the things that he had realized were also in the trap of the other party's sword moves?
He laid a lot of traps and used one real and only flaw to induce, just to let himself return to the sword to defend a move?
What would happen to him if he did attack with all his might?
I'm afraid I can only stand on the golden bell jar, use a round of strong attacks such as falling red dust, Yama Luoti, self-sacrifice tricks, and breaking the purity, looking for an opportunity to escape, showing the demeanor of the thunder knife mad monk and the reckless King Kong.
"This is one of the essence of the old man's swordsmanship, you can block it, it means that you have initially come into contact with the way of the sword, and you have some understanding, in terms of your age, it is indeed shocking, the old man has just touched the realm level of true qi and swordsmanship at your age. The old man returned his sword to the sheath and stood with his hands in his hands.
Meng Qi was a little better, it turned out that if he didn't understand a little bit of the principles of the sword, I was afraid that he would not even be able to return to the sword defense and be defeated.
The old man didn't mention the purpose of blocking the road, and still said swordsmanship: "The way of swordsmanship is nothing more than two kinds, one from complex to simple, and one from simple to complex, the former is the way of the sword to reason, and it is easy to divide and unload the opponent's sword moves, and the latter derives ten thousand laws, exhausts changes, and calculates layer by layer, which makes people tired and difficult to escape." β
"These two are not different paths, but the yin and yang of the way of the sword, complementing each other. β
He looked at Meng Qi with clear eyes: "But whether it is from complex to simple, or from simple to complex, the matter of kendo is based on 'me' after all, not others-oriented, the old man cherishes talents, so I would like to remind you." β
Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in Meng Qi's mind, illuminating all kinds of accumulations and driving away layers of shadows.
He put away his sword and returned it to the sheath and saluted: "Thank you seniors for your advice." β
This is not only beneficial to the digestion and absorption of Dugu Jiujian, but also beneficial to the misdirection of his own swordsmanship, but also allows him to have a different perspective on the "Heavenly Sword".
The old man looked to the side, didn't care about Meng Qi's salute, and said with some emotion: "You are very talented, but you still have to step by step in the realm of swordsmanship, for example, the old man only picked up the long sword eight years ago and got the title of 'Sword Emperor'." β
Sure enough, it's the Sword Emperor...... Meng Qi was not surprised, and asked curiously, "Senior, did you abandon the sword before?"
"No, it's just that I forgot the sword at that time. The Sword Emperor said flatly, "There is no sword in my heart, there is a sword in my hand, there is no sword in my hand, there is a sword in my heart, I am not confined to the real thing, the flowers and trees, everything is my long sword, the sword is me, I am the sword, and I forget the sword...... After stepping over these one by one, the old man picked up the sword again, it was still it, and so far, he finally understood the way of the sword. β
Meng Qi's heart moved, and he blurted out: "Seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing water is water, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing water is not water, seeing a mountain is still a mountain, seeing water is still water?"
The Sword Emperor bowed his head lightly: "It's good to understand, but this kind of thing, only if you really understand it, can you get started." β
He turned, walked slowly, shrunk into inches, and disappeared into the darkness, leaving only one sentence:
"Sue sΓΉ Lu Guan, whoever becomes the emperor has to drive out the Western Prisoner, you must not use him, wait patiently, don't be in a hurry to attach. β
Whew, Meng Qi let out a long breath, thanks to the Sword Emperor not being hostile, otherwise he and Ruan Yushu would be in trouble.
"It's best to be neutral for the time being. Ruan Yushu, who was standing quietly next to him, suddenly spoke.
Meng Qi glanced at her, and was slightly moved in her heart, she didn't choose to escape by herself just now: "Yes, this is also my idea, Luo Shengyi's desire to help the third prince is his business, and it has nothing to do with me." β
In this kind of matter, Luo Shengyi made a straightforward decision without discussing it at all, which really made Meng Qi unhappy.
However, his choice was not due to unhappiness, but to judge the situation, and his goal was to worship the general Lu Guan, not which prince would succeed him!
Therefore, no matter how unhappy he is, it will not affect him to meet the third prince tomorrow - at least he must observe this prince face to face in order to provide a basis for his final decision in the future.
"We don't have any experience in the treacherous court, so we have to ask Lu Guan. Ruan Yushu said coldly.
"Yes. Meng Qi bowed slightly, this kind of thing has to ask the "expert", he has never experienced this.
............
In the post house, after listening to Meng Qi's relayed about the current situation of the Jingshi and the message of the Sword Emperor, Lu Guan smiled bitterly and said: "Lu Mou only has the ethereal Tieshan Army's desire, what can I do to intervene in the battle for the throne? β
He muttered for a moment and said: "Actually, it's not that anyone who ascends the throne has to use me, if any prince has reached peace talks with Xilu in private, and the situation is eased, I'm afraid I will have to be idle again, but this is okay, all the people are free from the scourge of swords, I just hope not to back down too much." β
Meng Qi frowned slightly, yes, if it was a normal situation, the battle for the throne would be a matter for several princes and the forces behind them, but now, the upper reaches of the Xiyu Chen Bing Pei River will go south at any time, and their choice will also affect the change of the throne.
The envoy of the Xilu peace talks has already entered Beijing, where is he now? With whom is there any secret collusion? Meng Qi got up abruptly and decided to take advantage of the night to find out the situation. (To be continued......)
PS: Things are busy, the update is a little late, but it's almost over, and it can start to break out on Wednesday.
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