Volume 1 Iron God Pile Chapter 9 The Legend of Xuanyuan Huang

"Chiyang Sword Society?"

Zhao Wuji was stunned by what he said and hesitated. On the other hand, Lu Simian sneered and mocked.

After a long delay, the bandits and bandits made noise, resting, scolding their mothers, and all kinds of strange things appeared in turn. Zhao Wuji was already furious, and at this moment he was even more furious, and with a backhand, the most cheerful thief who was three meters away from him was thrown seven meters away in the air, and most of his teeth fell out, and after he landed, he saw that he was dead.

The bandits were silent.

"It's all fucking for Lao Tzu to dodge. Zhao Wuji's face was cloudy, but he didn't dare to make a move after all.

The convoy was not in a hurry and walked away.

This is not the first time this scene has been staged. The thieves of the three mountains and five mountains, the water bandits of the four rivers and five lakes, as long as the six words "worship Xuanyuan Sword Immortal" are mentioned, no one dares to move their convoy at all.

Du Lengqiu sat on the roof of the car and retracted his thoughts. What he saw and heard along the way made him feel a lot of emotion, and the four words of Xuanyuan Sword Immortal were more effective than the royal flag and Shangfang sword of the imperial court.

And her life experience is legendary. That's right, it's her, not him.

Xuanyuan Sword Immortal was originally an unknown peasant girl, and she didn't know where to practice nameless swordsmanship. Debuted at the age of twenty-two, calling himself Xuanyuan Huang, a traceless sword, and has defeated all the well-known masters at home and abroad within two years.

After that, Xuanyuan Huang suddenly engraved a monument on Chiyang Mountain to announce the swordsmanship and martial arts he had practiced, let others observe, and met the challenge on the sword competition platform.

This move is unprecedented, and there was an immediate uproar on the rivers and lakes.

Throughout the ancient and modern times, the martial artists on the rivers and lakes all guarded their own skills like treasures, for fear of being stolen. is so publicized in the world, Xuanyuan Huang is still the first one.

Soon, the consequences were revealed. There is a strong opponent who thoroughly studied her swordsmanship, created a way to crack it, and forced Xuanyuan Huang to draw or even defeat it in front of everyone. And this is exactly her purpose, to learn from her failures, revise her swordsmanship, and make herself better.

In the following three years, after hundreds of challenges, the nameless swordsmanship was revised three times, and the inscription was also re-engraved three times, and the swordsmanship was finally deduced to the point of perfection.

Subsequently, she traveled all over the world and disappeared.

A few years later, Huma from the north invaded south, and the border army was defeated. The Hu people are brutal and abnormal, relying on people for food, and the people are displaced, which is miserable. The imperial court reorganized the army and horses, and confronted the two armies outside Yangwu City, and there was a stalemate.

On the day of the decisive battle, Xuanyuan Huang happened to arrive, and a single sword defeated the left wing of the Hu people, and then broke the Chinese army and beheaded the commander. Then, in the midst of the hosts, the sword broke through the sky and flew away.

Subsequently, the imperial court soldiers and horses took advantage of the situation to cover up and kill, defeated Hu Cai, and the Capricorn Khanate collapsed. It was not until sixty years later that the Uighurs unified the steppe.

One person will break through ten thousand armies, and one person will destroy a country!

Since the existence of the rivers and lakes, no one has been as brilliant as Xuanyuan Huang.

The four sword tablets left by Xuanyuan Huang were called by the later Jianghu people - Phoenix Sword Sutra. Xuanyuan Huang is also respected as a sword immortal, and he does not dare to call him by his name. Even today, a hundred years later, even if it is a bandit, he will not have the slightest disrespect for Xuanyuan Huang.

The Phoenix Sword Sutra is in Chiyang Mountain, and no one is forbidden to observe it. In the following decades, the rivers and lakes were full of talents and masters. In order to determine the strongest swordsman, Chiyang Mountain holds the Chiyang Sword Meeting every ten years.

Time is the most merciless, and it wears away everything. Xuanyuan Huang's reputation in the rivers and lakes has not fallen for a hundred years, which can be called a miracle among miracles. But everything is inevitably the fate of living in the void.

The bonfire was blazing, illuminating the wilderness and the inn not far away.

The people in the convoy were a little tired after a day's journey. Shaking the wheel, bringing clean water from the well of the post station, setting up a rough iron pot, people boiling soup and roasting meat, the sweet taste dissipates a lot of hard work.

After Du Lengqiu nibbled on two pieces of dry noodle cakes, he danced softly in the light of the bonfire. The long sword is ordinary, with boxwood as the handle, made of 100 forged steel, the price does not exceed three taels of silver, and it is a gift from the Surabaya swordsman Lu Daxia.

Du Lengqiu's movements when dancing the sword were extremely soothing, or slow like a ninety-year-old grandfather. People who are anxious will be angry when they see it. Although there were many people around, no one had the patience to watch it.

Straight stabs, upper stabs, lower stabs.

Flat step, Ding step, virtual step.

Du Lengqiu kept repeating these six movements, and each action would be repeated more than 3,000 times, often everyone fell asleep, and Du Lengqiu was still practicing slowly. And every morning, everyone will also see Du Lengqiu practicing swords under the starlight.

These are just the six movements in basic swordsmanship, and it can be said that everyone who practices martial arts has practiced them, but it is just a matter of more or less.

In fact, Du Lengqiu didn't deliberately pretend to be in slow motion, but he was a sub-healthy student, carrying a six-pound long sword, and he really couldn't get up fast. You must know that this is not a fluttering prop used by grandfathers and grandmothers to dance swords, but a real killing weapon, weighing six catties and seven taels. Practicing swords like this is only three or five days of hard work, and Du Lengqiu's right hand has already been sharpened into a bubble, and after it is broken, it has become a callouse again.

Time flies.

After nearly 20 days of trekking and crossing 1,700 miles of rivers and mountains, the convoy finally arrived at the foot of Chiyang Mountain. Along the way, Du Lengqiu only saw bandits, and the government was powerless against the bandits except for oppressing the people, or even colluded with each other, looking like the end of the road.

When the convoy arrived at Chiyang Mountain, it was evening. The glow of the sky was reflected on its fiery red rocks, and from a distance, it seemed as if the entire mountain was on fire. His brilliance was obscured by seven or eight points even by the sun's brilliance.

This is the sun, the rainbow hanging in the sky.

All in all, this Chiyang Mountain is a typical Danxia landform. The whole mountain is full of red rocks, thousands of rocks, steep cliffs, and the competition is wonderful, and it is one of the famous mountains in the sea.

At the foot of the mountain, a crimson stone statue nearly 80 meters high stands abruptly, with fluttering clothes and dancing swords leisurely.

This is the statue of Xuanyuan Huang.

When she locked the smuggling world, the woman who appeared in Du Lengqiu's mind was her. The Miao women in the convoy seemed to see the idol in their hearts, and quickly ran to the bottom of the stone statue, slowly kneeling down to worship.

The people around are not surprised, Xuanyuan Huang has won this earth-shattering achievement as a woman, and she has long been an immortal god in the hearts of the heroines of the rivers and lakes, and the people who worship her are like carp crossing the river, and there are countless people.

At the foot of the stone statue, there is a platform three feet high and ten zhang square. This is the sword competition platform of the Chiyang Sword Society. The stage is full of potholes, sword marks are criss-crossed, I don't know how many heroes and heroes are fighting on this stage and are famous all over the world.

Just five kilometers away from the front of the huge stone statue, there is a small city called Chiyang City.

The high-rollers on the rivers and lakes observed the sword monument on Chiyang Mountain, and they couldn't help but eat, drink or sleep, which was solved in the small city. Therefore, although this small city is not big, it is small and has all kinds of organs. Brothels, hotels, tea, rice, oil, salt, and ready-to-wear shops can all be found here.

When they arrived at Chiyang City, the convoy dispersed in a hurry. Not to mention the people who travel alone, those cars are bulging, buying low and high along the way, and making a lot of money, such as Lu Simian and others, go straight to Yihong Courtyard.

At this time, there are still many days before the opening of the sword meeting, but there are already many people on the street who carry swords and swords, fat and thin, high and low, speaking dialects and accents from various places, and even some purple-haired and blonde-haired foreign warriors are swaying in the city, making the small Chiyang City as lively as Jinyang City, the capital of the Great Wei.

Du Lengqiu found a tavern at random on the side of the street, ordered two seasonal side dishes, a pot of bamboo leaves, and sat down lazily, drinking and listening to people bragging. The fatigue of sleeping in the open along the way was quietly diluted by the smell of red dust, which made him drunk.

Jianghu people, mostly men.

They are all energetic, and if they drink too much, they will have trouble. or arguing about the most beautiful woman on the rivers and lakes, or arguing about where there is a famous horse and sword.

Of course, the most debated thing is who can become the winner of the dragon sword of this year's Chiyang Sword Club.

Chiyang Sword will compete according to the three levels of Gangqi, Innate, and Acquired, in addition to the age requirements, those who can dominate the sword at each stage will be awarded the title, Divine Sword, Heavenly Sword, and Dragon Sword.

The Jianghu guests in this tavern are only in the stage of resting the day after tomorrow, and naturally they are most interested in the title of Dragon Sword, and they are disturbed and arguing endlessly.

Of course, there is an interesting fact about this title. Legend has it that a few decades ago, when the Chiyang Sword Festival was first held, the title was the Three Swords of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

However, the title of the human sword is unpleasant to say, and it is often called a slut by the vicious guys. As a result, the human sword was changed to a dragon sword, symbolizing the dragon among men. And Dijian was not satisfied with his own name. So, after making further changes, it became what it is today.

"If you want me to say, the one who won the title of Dragon Sword this time must be Jiangdong's exquisite swordsman - Huang Xiaoyu. She is only seventeen years old, she is already the peak of the day after tomorrow, only one step away from breaking through the ancestral trick and stepping into the congenital, the Huang family's starry chess and sword take heaven and earth as the chessboard, and all living beings as chess pieces, what a great deal. The speaker was triumphant, as if he had been honored.

"Hehe, as soon as I heard you speak, I knew it was from Jiangdong. Swordsmanship is useless by boasting, what Huang Xiaoyu, has he ever had a record of forcing a draw, or even killing an innate master? It's not my surname Zhang's boasting, our Guanzhong eldest Sun Sheng killed the blood leopard Du Guang in the Tianshan Mountains last year, and he was a congenital master. After tomorrow, how many people are there in the rivers and lakes?"

"Hehe, I heard that the blood leopard Du Guang was first besieged by the people of the Guanzhong Sword Sect, and only met Changsun Sheng after he was seriously injured, I don't know if it's true?"

"I'm from Dongyi, and I don't like to brag the most. In this Chiyang Sword Meeting, there is no doubt that the winner of the Dragon Sword will definitely be the young son of the Dragon King of the Four Seas. The legend of his overnight flattening of the 36 villages, I have heard it for a long time. ”

"Hehe, stepping on the Thirty-six Villages overnight? Why can't he Han Guangshou go to the sky? There is no shortage of masters in the Thirty-six Villages, he is a hairy boy who has this ability, I'm afraid it wasn't his father the Dragon King of the Four Seas who secretly made a move, right?"

"Damn, you've been going on all day, doubting this, doubting that. If you have a kind, go out and practice now, grandpa will teach you to be a good man today, so that you know that you can't do it. ”

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Du Lengqiu smiled when he heard this, but he was more interested in the stele forest standing on Chiyang Mountain. The invincible Xuanyuan Phoenix in the world, coaxing the world's Phoenix Sword Sutra, is fascinating.

On the way here, Du Lengqiu had inquired sideways, although the Phoenix Sword Sutra was published for everyone to observe, not everyone could practice it.

After all, sword training is about talent. It's like the knowledge of special relativity and general relativity is popular all over the world, but how many people really understand it?

In the 100 years since Xuanyuan Huang left, there are not a few people in the huge rivers and lakes who can practice a half of the Phoenix Sword Sutra; but there are very few who can integrate the four sword tablets; and those who can comprehend the Phoenix Tablet break through the sky and soar, the land of Kyushu, all living beings, there is no one.

"Look at the monument and go to the birds. ”

Du Lengqiu emptied the wine jug, drank it all, and then strode towards Chiyang Mountain.