Chapter 30: Zhang Jiao Sect, Taiping Swordsmanship

The ancient sound full of ancient rhyme sounded, but when it fell on Chen Hao's ears, it was a word that he could understand.

Seeing that Chen Hao was silent, the corner raised his foot, and the space seemed to be folded several times, and when his raised foot fell, he was already standing in front of Chen Hao. I didn't see how he moved, and the tip of the nine-section scepter was already against Chen Hao's chest.

"Thou ...... Why do you raise the ripples of the eternal river and disturb the reflection of my slumber? ”

Feeling the burning sensation in his chest, Chen Hao was startled, took half a step back, bowed to Zhang Jiao according to the Han etiquette he had learned before, and said, "Junior Chen Hao, after more than two thousand years, he will collect the ancient spiritual objects. There is a treacherous villain who uses the nine canes of his predecessors to make talisman water and make yellow scarves, and when the kid blocks it, he is ingested into it, not intentionally disturbing the sleep of his predecessors, and I hope to beg for forgiveness. ”

When Zhang Jiao heard this, his eyes fell on the nine-section scepter he was holding, and he muttered: "Strange ......"

The next moment, he looked at Chen Hao again: "In this case, I will not sin against you!" ”

"The reflection of the long river is not a place where you stay for a long time."

"Go to Hugh!"

When the words fell, Zhang Jiao raised the nine-section scepter again and headed towards Chen Hao's eyebrows, Chen Hao was shocked, but he couldn't avoid it, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

But after waiting for a while, Chen Hao didn't notice anything unusual, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the nine-knots were no more than an inch away from his eyebrows, and Zhang Jiao behind the nine-knots was squinting at himself.

"Senpai?" Chen Hao was puzzled.

The corners of his mouth suddenly showed a playful smile, he put down the nine-section scepter and took another step towards Chen Hao.

"The rod, all things, can enter the land of my reflection."

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

"It turned out that the eternal river sent you here, and I made my last wish."

Chen Hao frowned slightly, and was about to ask a question, when he heard Zhang Jiao continue-

"I give you a chance, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

"Huh?" Chen Hao was slightly stunned, how could this good end talk about apprenticeship?

It's a little inexplicable, but—

This is Zhang Jiaoye~

It's Zhang Jiaoye who can talk to him in the afterimage of history~

I don't know how powerful it is, but it's definitely amazing!

What's more, there is a chance to take it!

This kind of welfare, how much more can't you figure out before you give it up?

It is impossible for him to lead the Yellow Turban Army to subvert the Han regime in this fantasy world, right?

If it is really this historical line, Zhang Jiao should have died shortly after the Yellow Turban Army uprising.

Worry-free!

So Chen Hao bowed again: "The kid is scared, I've seen the master!" ”

Zhang Jiao's eyes showed a trace of imperceptible excitement, and then he waved his robe, and the wide sleeves of the robe brushed past Chen Hao's face, and the next moment, Chen Hao's eyes were closed and he stood in place.

Immediately, Zhang Jiao looked up at the sky, as if he was talking to someone.

"Don't rush!"

"Let's wait for me to help him build an immortal foundation!"

After speaking, he also closed his eyes.

……

When Chen Hao opened his eyes, he found that he was already in a vast field, and when he was puzzled, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Are you ready?" ”

Chen Hao turned around, and saw that Zhang Jiao behind him had changed into a straight robe, the cuffs and ankles were tied with cloth belts, and he was holding an iron sword in his hand, looking at Chen Luo.

Chen Hao was about to answer, but Zhang Jiao ignored it, and continued: "This swordsmanship is my combination of the technique of Qi in the past, the technique of Fang Yuan's assassination of Yan Guo, and the technique of gossip the day after tomorrow. ”

After speaking, Zhang Jiao drew his sword and started to fight.

"This swordsmanship is divided into eight elephants."

"The first elephant, the dragon elephant sword momentum!"

Zhang Jiao played the sword, Chen Hao saw it in his eyes, and a piece of enlightenment rose in his heart.

"The dragon elephant sword potential, belongs to the shock hexagram thunder elephant, the god is born of the eye, the claw of the mighty, the dantian of the qi, the strength of the spring, the rigidity and softness, the winding and shaking, the looming and unpredictable, the movement is like the clouds traveling thousands of miles, the momentum is like Mount Tai pressing the top! Among the hosts, the dragon is free. ”

In Chen Hao's eyes, Zhang Jiao's steps were light and his figure was flexible, as if every step was in an incredible place, followed by a thunderous blow.

The next moment, Zhang Jiao's momentum changed.

"The second elephant, the tiger elephant sword momentum!"

"The tiger elephant sword momentum, belongs to the hexagram Zexiang, strong and vigorous, the strength starts from the Du pulse, the whole body is drumming, the image is fighting, the advance and retreat are violent, the roar is loud, the valley should be shaken, the essence is like the tiger Ben three thousand, and the gas is like a dragon flying thousands of miles! Opening and closing, it is a grand duel! ”

"The third elephant, the horse elephant sword momentum!"

"Ying Kan hexagram water sign. There is the power of shaking hair, the skill of trace hooves, and the courage of hitting mountains and jumping streams. There are receipts and receiving, even adhesion and tape, qi nourishing dantian, and the more you fight, the more courageous. ”

"The fourth elephant, the bull elephant sword potential!"

"This is a fire sign from the hexagram, rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, enough to plant roots, have the power to stand up the neck, the power of swinging the horns, and the courage to fight. The cow elephant walks slowly, but the muscles and bones can be tough, and the cow elephant is fast, which is the soul of the fight! ”

"The fifth elephant, the elephant elephant sword pose!"

"This is the trigram celestial phenomenon, soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, guarding the eight directions, it seems to be slow and fast, the last to come first, the sword is like a proboscis of the sword, the middle is attacked, the code is impermeable, and the attack is thunderous!"

"The sixth elephant, the lion elephant sword momentum!"

"Gen hexagram mountain elephant. This image is born from the heart, the nature is fixed, the heart is hidden in the abyss, the tail is in the middle, the essence runs through the top, moving like a dragon probing its claws, jumping like a tiger out of the forest. This momentum is majestic and majestic, all evils will not invade, and hard battles will not fall into clarity! ”

"The Seventh Elephant, the Bear Elephant Sword Momentum!"

"This is a Xun hexagram wind sign. Collect the sword and hide, take the body as the sword, turn left and right, attack the side door, close to the top, enter the momentum of pushing the mountain, turn like the wind without a trace. Surround three missing one, lead the enemy into the wall, the enemy retreats three steps, and the sword light rises. ”

"The eighth elephant, the ape-elephant sword momentum!"

"This is a kun hexagram and a land image. There is the essence of sealing the monkey seal, stealing the peach and falling branches, there is the spirit of three flashes and six dodging, and fighting and retreating, stepping on the nine palaces, taking retreat as an advance, and taking it by surprise. ”

In Chen Hao's eyes, Zhang Jiao's figure seemed to have become several, constantly practicing swordsmanship, fighting and attacking each other, and at the same time, countless information poured into Chen Hao's mind.

I don't know how long it took, all of Zhang Jiao's figures returned to one, he looked at Chen Hao, and with a flick of his wrist, the iron sword was inserted into the ground in front of Chen Hao.

"Hold the sword!"

When Chen Hao heard this, he reached out to grab the iron sword, but as soon as he picked up the iron sword, his wrist sank slightly, and then Chen Hao felt that the strength in his body seemed to be absorbed by the iron sword.

No, I am not flesh and blood now, but my mind.

Then this iron sword absorbs ......

Mental power?

Thinking of this, Chen Hao did not let go of the iron sword for the first time, but looked at Zhang Jiao.

With the strength that Zhang Jiao showed in the illusion, it was easy to deal with him, so why bother to accept apprentices and teach arts, and make such a big bend.

Zhang Jiao saw Chen Hao looking over, and said lightly: "Rulingtai has just opened, and the interior scene is new. When you exhaust your energy, urge the soul to return to its place, and build a fairy base! ”

Chen Hao frowned slightly, pondering Zhang Jiao's words.

Lingtai and interior scene, he understands these two words.

Exhausting one's energy means consuming mental power?

What does it mean for the soul to return to its place? What is Senki?

It's just that Chen Hao was still thinking about it, Zhang Jiao's figure suddenly disappeared, and immediately after, two Yellow Turban Army sergeants appeared in front of Chen Hao, holding weapons, and attacked Chen Hao.

At this moment, Zhang Jiao's voice sounded in Chen Hao's ears again: "Don't be careless, this is a battle of life and death." If you die here, your soul will be wounded, and I don't recognize you as a disciple! ”

As he spoke, a Yellow Turban sergeant had already swung a knife and slashed, Chen Hao took half a step back, but his chest was cut open by the blade, although no blood flowed out, Chen Hao still felt a burning pain.

"Damn, come on!"