Chapter Forty-Eight: What is God and What is Holy, Skill Can Prevail......
Mu Chunfeng was talking about his sword path.
Although he is only thirteen years old, his cultivation is not a third-rate in the rivers and lakes, but he already has his own swordsmanship.
This kind of person is simply one in ten thousand!
People in the rivers and lakes value martial arts more than anything else.
In martial arts, any technique is only inferior, and only the legendary Tao is fundamental.
Martial artists practice kung fu, and they need to go through the cultivation of the two realms of flesh and bone, from the outside to the inside, in order to open the door to the marrow realm.
In the same way, the same is true of the Tao, starting from the minutiae, that is, the martial arts, and gradually deepening the understanding of the techniques, until you get in touch with the real backbone.
Therefore, the martial artists of the rivers and lakes can only have the Tao if they have a deep enough understanding of the martial arts techniques and their own cultivation is advanced enough to implement the Tao and have the Dao.
This level is the first-class of the rivers and lakes, and the late stage of the bone realm.
But now there is a peerless genius who has possessed the Dao at the age of thirteen, the cultivation of the early stage of the Bone Realm.
"It turns out that I have seen the path of swordsmanship clearly, no wonder Mu Jushi can inherit so many swordsmanship, it is really a natural asset!"
Li Jinyu exclaimed, looking at the teenager in front of him, who was more than ten years younger than him, and couldn't calm down for a long time.
There are geniuses in the world, peerless and independent, with potential and abilities far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
This kind of person is unique in ten thousand, and the appearance of one in an era is enough to amaze the world.
"Mu Chunfeng got a glimpse of the way of the sword at the age of thirteen, and the road to achieving first-class has been smooth and unimpeded, and even the probability of achieving the marrow realm is twice as high as that of ordinary people, he is really a peerless genius!"
"However, my Wudang is not weak, Lin Jiuzong, the new disciple of the real person in charge, is the body of Tiangang, and his talent and qualifications are not weaker than Mu Chunfeng at all. ”
Li Jinyu thought in his heart, and the amazing young man at the apprenticeship ceremony that day came to mind.
Tiangang's body is a perfect match with one of Wudang's several great learnings.
When Tiangang's body grows up, no master in the world can be defeated, and no one in the north and south martial arts can control it, which is enough to suppress the entire rivers and lakes.
Subsequently, Li Jinyu stopped thinking about anything else and began to talk about his understanding of the sword.
He practiced a soft sword technique in Wudang's superior kendo martial arts, called Rouyun Sword Technique.
Talking about the understanding of swords, most of them are swordsmanship with softness, but there is no half-point swordsmanship content.
Wudang's martial arts will not be passed on, he only talks about his understanding of the sword, and the same goes for others.
Although Mu Chunfeng cultivated a lot of swordsmanship from other sects, the masters of those swordsmanship were all sects that were not strong enough.
Wudang is different, as one of the most powerful sects in the rivers and lakes, it has the confidence to suppress everything.
Even Lin Muyan, who was a sword saint, didn't dare to peek at Wudang's mastery, but just used his own kendo to collide with the sword dao of the head Qingwei Zhenren, confirming each other to get the truth.
Mu Chunfeng also understands this truth, and will not learn Wudang swordsmanship, but only discuss swords, and use other people's swordsmanship to prove himself.
The two of them talk about swords, and each sentence is about the understanding of swordsmanship, refuting each other and confirming each other.
After a while and three moments, Li Jinyu felt speechless, and he also gained a lot.
Although Mu Chunfeng was only thirteen years old, he had practiced too many swordsmanship, and his understanding of swordsmanship far surpassed that of Li Jinyu.
Li Chengyu felt that he had been squeezed dry, so he walked down from the stage.
Then, one person quickly stepped onto the stage, looking like he was snatching the opportunity.
There are a lot of people who practice swordsmanship in the audience, and when they listen to the previous two people discussing swords, they are naturally confirming their own swordsmanship, and there will naturally be many doubts and contradictions.
At this time, it is natural that there will be no more friendship among the same students, after all, first come, first served.
"Mu Jushi is polite, and he is a disciple of the word generation in Xia Wu, Zhang Jinde. ”
After the man sat down, he saluted Mu Chunfeng.
"Brother Zhang is polite. Mu Chunfeng raised his sword and pointed in return.
"I have a question below that I would like to ask Mujushi......
Then, Zhang Jinde opened his mouth and went straight to the point, first expressed his doubts, and then began to talk about his sword theory after getting a response.
In this way, a new round of sword debate began......
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When Mu Chunfeng and Wudang disciples were discussing swords, there were two people in the distance who were also discussing swords.
No, it should be said that one person is asking the other for advice.
"My kendo has reached the limit of my own cognition, and when the day comes, I can't see the way forward. ”
Lin Muyan sat on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, and his mouth was talking about his sword.
Opposite him, Qingwei Zhenren listened carefully, and waited for Lin Muyan to finish speaking before he spoke:
"The Sword Saint Dao is made by absorbing the essence of ten thousand swords, born in ten thousand swords, and is the son of ten thousand swords, and there are only two ways to go further when it is consummated. ”
"First, transcend the ten thousand swords, go down, break free from the shackles brought by the principle of ten thousand swords, and achieve higher than the ten thousand swords in the world, and then the way of the sword will be completed, naturally. ”
As soon as Qingwei Zhenren finished speaking, Lin Muyan sighed and said:
"I don't have enough talent and qualifications, and I haven't been able to break the shackles for three years of retreat, and this path doesn't work. ”
"So I chose the second way, on the sword world, to confirm the way of the top, to build a new high, open my cognitive limit, kendo can naturally be improved, and at the same time try the sword, survive in a desperate situation, and break into the marrow realm!"
Qingwei Zhenren nodded when he heard this, and greatly appreciated Lin Muyan's decisiveness and will.
Although this road is nine deaths, or even ten deaths, but the martial artist is like this.
"Real person, I have a question that I don't understand, and I want to ask a real person to solve my doubts. Lin Muyan said.
"Lin Jushi, please speak. Qingwei Zhenren said.
"What is God, what is holy, and what is skill?"
After Lin Muyan finished speaking, he continued to speak:
"My senior brother Mu Wufeng, was born to only cultivate one sword, but he became enlightened with one sword, and entered the marrow with one sword, his sword is very powerful, and he is the only one in the sword sect. ”
"Real people are too, cultivating a sword Taiji, becoming enlightened and entering the marrow with peerless learning. ”
"Shaolin is at the top, and so is the master of the Mighty King Kong Palm. ”
"Qingcheng King Dao Chief!"
"Western Regions Poison Ancestor!"
"The Three Peaks of the Tianshan Mountains!"
"The Nine Elders of the Beggar Gang!"
"Also, there are more people, more top-notch, which ones don't rely on the top-notch martial arts to become enlightened, which ones rely on themselves, and which ones are down!"
As Lin Muyan spoke, his eyes turned red, his breath became violent, and his whole person was as hideous as a mad demon.
"Gone mad?!"
"Wake up!"
Qingwei Zhenren was slightly stunned when he saw this, and then his eyes suddenly appeared with a terrifying light, and he shouted loudly.
The sound was deafening, and at the same time, it contained an incomparably strong suppressive force, which woke up Lin Muyan, who had gone mad.
In an instant, Lin Muyan's whole body was soaked in cold sweat, he gasped heavily, and he was terrified, and hurriedly thanked Qingwei Zhenren.
Then, after calming his heart for a while, he asked again:
"Real people, can you win?"
The Qingwei real person sitting there looked at the serious Lin Muyan, and his heart was also very complicated.
The question is too contradictory.
However, he can answer, from a higher-level perspective that surpasses Lin Muyan, although there is some refutation of himself, but it is absolutely correct.
I saw that Qingwei Zhenren opened his mouth and said:
"No!"