Yizhang Hong stood in the middle of the field awkwardly, not knowing how to explain.

Seeing this, Xie Guanglong hurriedly got up and walked to the front of the rostrum, bowing down. "Senior Brother Ying, Senior Brother Wuji, you have misunderstood. It was just a warm-up, not a real sword dance. Please wait, my junior sister will present you with a real sword dance right away. ”

Wuji's face turned slightly pale, nodded, and turned back to his seat. Ying Ziqing glanced at him, reached over and patted the back of his hand gently, revealing an appreciative look.

Mowgli slightly jawed.

Xie Guanglong walked up to Yizhang Hong and whispered a few words. Yizhang Hong had no choice but to respond, and returned to the field with a sword.

This time, she did not make any fancy movements, but held the sword in both hands, stood upright, her legs were slightly apart, her eyes were closed, her head and neck were slightly drooping, and her expression was solemn and inviolable.

After a moment, she raised her head, held the sword in both hands, took half a step forward, sat on her horse with a heavy waist, pointed the tip of the sword obliquely forward, and shouted: "Kill!"

In an instant, the vigorous murderous aura shook all around, and everyone felt a chilling sword intent.

Wuji's eyes lit up and he sat up straight.

Linghu Minzhi's eyes also flashed with a different color, and he smiled.

Wuji is not familiar with sword dance, and he doesn't know what Gai Wushuang's so-called sword dance is, but he can be sure that as the national teacher of the Heavenly Sword Academy, Gai Wushuang's sword dance will definitely not have such fancy skills as a word horse and kicking towards the sky.

Therefore, he could be sure that this was just a sword dance, not a sword dance of Gai Wushuang.

Sure enough, after being poked by him, Yizhang Hong, who was weak-hearted, didn't dare to play tricks anymore, showing the real sword dance.

The reason why I think so is because Wuji saw the clue from Yizhanghong's expression. At this moment, Yizhang Hong not only did not have the vigor of showing off his skills just now, nor did he have the vigor and agility of running all over the field, but on the contrary, he showed the caution and dignified between life and death with a meticulous pace.

At this moment, although Yizhanghong has no opponent in front of her, her expression makes people feel that she is facing a life-and-death struggle. The swordsmanship of the two sides is similar, and if there is a slight negligence, it is possible to splash blood in five steps and die on the spot.

So, her movements were not big, she didn't even take a full step, her feet never completely left the ground, she almost glided against the ground. The giant sword didn't open and close widely, but it just guarded the portal tightly, without revealing a flaw.

This is the real swordsmanship.

Mowgli has a deep understanding of this. It is because he was like this when he first practiced swords, he was extremely particular about every move, striving to be perfect, not leaving the opponent a chance, and maintaining the ability to attack with all his strength and kill with one blow at any time.

This is a murder sword, not a foil.

The sword is a gentleman among soldiers, and it is a melee weapon of ancient nobles. The gentleman has no reason, and the sword does not leave his body. Swordsmanship is a gentleman's self-defense skill. Pay attention to the actual combat effect, it can't be too fancy. If a gentleman is not heavy, he is not powerful, and he cannot be too frivolous. Later, it evolved into a battle weapon, and it was also impossible to open and close. Wear a bouncing action.

Wuji feels that the sword dance that Yizhang Hong is performing now is the real sword dance and the sword dance with an ancient style.

He looked very seriously. The eyes are staring at a zhang red, and they will not leave.

In contrast, others see it a little foggy. Their swordsmanship is limited. I can't comprehend the true intention of these seemingly restrained sword moves. Their eyesight is also insufficient, and they can't even notice the subtle movements of Yizhanghong, let alone comprehend the subtleties of it.

In their opinion, Yizhanghong's current sword dance is a bit like a ritual, more rigorous than lively. Although it is strict, it is not good enough. After watching it for a while, some people got bored and turned their attention elsewhere.

In this way, they naturally did not notice the changes that had quietly occurred in the sword dance.

Perhaps, in the entire field, except for Xie Guanglong, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Academy, only Wuji noticed it.

The sword momentum of Yizhang Red slowly changed from the beginning of the restraint to the dignified, although there was still no fancy movements, the expression was much calmer, as if it had gained the upper hand after a cautious temptation, and it seemed to have passed the threshold of the beginning, the swordsmanship gradually improved, the sword path gradually became clear, and entered a realm of freedom and ease.

Wuji's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the hand resting on the arm of the chair involuntarily swayed with the sword momentum of a zhang red. If you look closely, you will find that his fingers and the red sword momentum seem to have a wonderful sense.

The red sword style is dignified and light. She once again danced with a sword, but it was very different from the sword dance that began to fool Mowgli and the others. At this moment, although her sword posture was light and agile, her expression was extremely strict, as if she was immersed in a realm of selflessness.

Man is the sword, the sword is the man, one body, the man and the sword are forgotten.

At this moment, she is the sword god who walks the world with a sword and determines the world with a sword.

"This is the real sword dance. Wuji praised in his heart, and the confusion that had been confused for a long time suddenly disappeared. He knew that although his views were deviant, he was right.

The Spring Flower Dance is a festival dance. When dancing the Spring Flower Dance, the flower and the moon are the god of spring. Only by incarnating as the god of spring can she dance the charm of the spring flower dance and sing the true seven spring cries.

Similarly, when dancing the sword, only by giving the sword dance the solemnity of sacrifice can the sword be unified and the true sword intent can be expounded. From this point of view, it is likely that the sword dance is also a sacrificial dance, and the person who dances the sword is the sword god.

Why, then, can't the ritual of sacrifice be a sacrificial dance, and why can't the person who presides over the sacrifice be a god?

When Yizhanghong's figure turned round, he resumed his gestures, and stood with his sword in his hands, Wuji took the lead in clapping his hands, and praised three times in a row: "Good! good!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Academy, who were talking and chatting nonsense, woke up like a dream, hurriedly put down the snacks in their hands, clapped vigorously, and applauded loudly, as if they also understood the sword dance. It's just that their applause was very warm, but the response was a little late, and it was half a beat off.

Yizhang Hong heard the difference between this half-beat clearly. She opened her eyes, glanced at Wuji, bowed her head slightly, and retreated with her sword.

Xie Guanglong greeted him and praised: "Senior sister, dance a good sword!"

Yizhang Hong glared at him, pushed him away, and walked away.

Xie Guanglong was stunned for a moment. Only then did he suddenly realize, frustrated, and with a "snap", he slapped himself with a big mouth.

......

At the end of the orientation party, Wuji said hello to Yingziqing and prepared to leave.

Just after walking a few steps, Ling Hu Minzhi chased after him. He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and stuffed it into Mowgli. "This is an article related to the ritual, you have time to read it, maybe it can be a little enlightening. ”

Mowgli took it. Tucked in the sleeve. Ling Hu Minzhi waved his hand and pointed at the disciples of the Heavenly Academy who were cleaning up. Mowgli smiled, raised his hand, and left. Linghu Minzhi wanted to command, but he was not interested, so he hurried back to his business.

When he got home and finished dinner, Wuji went into the study and took out the paper that Linghu Minzhi gave him. Spread out under the lamp.

This is an article titled "From the Witch to the Rite, the Rite of Liberation", without the author's name. The handwriting is also very new, and it looks like it should have been transcribed by Ling Hu Minzhi. Wuji took a look at it, but he didn't understand it too much, full of ancient texts. Knowing half of it separately, and not understanding it at all.

Mowgli has a headache. If Ying dares to be here, he can explain it for him. Now Ying dares to be the supervisor of the Phoenix Dance Legion. There was no one to help him. Several people around him were almost illiterate, Lin Fei was a little better, but he didn't know more than a basket of words.

"Tuk tuk", there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Wuji threw the article on the table and got up to open the door.

Shi Yuling walked in with a bowl of soup, glanced at Wuji, and said with a smile: "Got in trouble?"

"Ahh As soon as the Seventh Prince left, I was missing a gentleman, I couldn't understand this article, and I was scratching my head. ”

"If you don't mind, I'll take a look. I also read some books when I was a child. Shi Yuling stuffed the soup into Wuji's hand, picked up the article and glanced at it, and smiled. "This is a Confucian article, where did you get it?"

"Confucian?" Wuji was stunned for a moment. Great Qin ruled the country by law, Confucianism was greatly suppressed, and Confucianism was the most popular. How could Linghu Minzhi have a Confucian article.

"The law is based on Confucianism. The representatives of the Legalist family, Li Si, the ancestor of the Li family, one of the seven surnames, and Han Fei, the ancestor of the Han family, one of the thirteen small surnames, are all students of Xun Qing. Xun Qing's learning is important to etiquette, so it is also called etiquette. ”

Shi Yuling gave a general explanation of the origin of Confucianism and quickly skimmed through the article. After reading it, she pondered for a moment: "Wuji, according to this article, your guess is right, the ritual is from the witch, and the person who presides over the sacrifice is equivalent to the ancient wizard, bearing the responsibility of communicating heaven and earth." In other words, the purpose of the sacrifice was to please the gods. ”

Mowgli suddenly realized. Isn't this the dancing god, the most important step of the dancing god is to invite the god, also known as the séance. At that moment, the sorcerer was possessed by the gods.

This is consistent with his understanding of the sacrifice, but one is Yangchun Baixue, and the other is the lower Riba people. One is a solemn state sacrifice, and the other is a folk superstitious activity.

"By the way, it's useless. Mowgli sighed. "So far, I am the only one who can verify it, and Lin Fei and they can't feel it. I can't prove that my theory is correct without evidence. ”

"If you can verify it, it means that it is right, and there is no need for others to agree. Shi Yuling disagreed with Wuji's opinion. "If everyone can understand the magic of this, wouldn't everyone be able to become a great teacher? ”

"But I'm not sure, after so many days, I haven't seen a very obvious effect. ”

"Maybe there's something missing. Shi Yuling hugged his arms and slowly circled around the room. Suddenly, she stopped, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Wuji, I understand." ”

Mowgli was overjoyed: "What do you understand?"

"Daqin sacrifices to the ancestor god, the ancestor god is Fuxi and Nuwa, it is two gods, you only have one person, at most you can only represent the god of Fuxi, and there is still a lack of one person who represents the god of Nuwa. If you can find a ......"

Shi Yuling was halfway through speaking, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his face was flushed.

"Why didn't you say it?" Wuji listened attentively, and when he saw Shi Yuling suddenly stop talking, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. "You have a point. ”

Shi Yuling's face turned crimson, looked at Wuji embarrassedly, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Wuji, one yin and one yang is the way." ”-

(To be continued......)

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