Chapter 230: The days of cultivation always pass quickly
"Fight?"
The young Taoist's tone subconsciously rose a little, and his bored expression fell, replaced by a strong interest, and his gaze finally stayed on the long sword on the young man's waist.
"Is that really going to be the case?"
"Let's rest for two hours, and then go after dinner. ”
The young Taoist priest looked at the young man's vague appearance, and there was a touch of melancholy between his eyebrows, and he sniffed the young man's body and a very faint smell of medicine, and he knew it in his heart, but he still couldn't rest assured, after all, in a sense, the extremely noble and prominent young man in front of him was the first friend in his life.
That's right, friend!
As far as the senior brother is concerned, he is a junior,
For the thousands of yellow-crowned little Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain, he is the pride of the sky that is out of reach, and for those white-bearded old Taoist priests, he is the hope of the future of Wudang Mountain, and the young man in front of him, who is two or three years younger than himself, is more like a friend, because the book says that only friends will accompany you to the rivers and lakes.
"The future of Wudang Mountain is a high level of world walking, and the cultivation is high, if the ability to fight is not high, won't it make people laugh off their big teeth after going down the mountain?"
"You're fucking, you're more aggressive. ”
"In the future, I will become the first in the world, and if others challenge me, I will have to win against you, the second in the world, and if I am too weak, it will damage the prestige of this temple. ”
The young man laughed and scolded angrily.
The young Taoist priest got up from the stone and walked over, supporting the young man who was limping while walking, and an extremely pure true qi poured into the young man's body at the moment of contact, not flowing to the limbs and hundreds of remains, but dissipating in the body at an extremely fast speed, and the original physical pain of the young man was greatly alleviated.
Wudang Mountain,
Liuyun Stream, located on the top of Qingyunfeng, as its name suggests, the waterfall falls from the high mountain cliff, there are occasional clouds in the early morning, the waterfall seems to pass through the clouds from a distance, it is named Liushui Stream, the waterfall is not big, the water flow is indeed flying straight down, slapping in the pool to squeeze out layers of white water waves.
The closer I got, the more intense the sound of the waterfall hitting the stones,
The face is extremely cold and steamy,
There is an extremely flat and smooth boulder in front of the deep pool, and the young man is standing on the boulder, looking up at the waterfall and not seeing the end, and in a trance, he only feels that he is coming from the sky and going down through the clouds.
"Second in the world, listen up. ”
"In the cultivation realm, I can't compare to you now, but when it comes to fighting, I can throw you more than ten streets, and it's still the boundless Vermilion Bird Street in the capital. ”
"I'll just tell you three words today, fast, accurate, ruthless!"
The young man stood on the boulder, his blue shirt and robe on his body had been slightly moistened by the moisture, and the stinging sword on his waist was also out of the sheath, holding it in his hand and stabbing out of the waterfall water very quickly, like a match, and like a white horse passing through the gap has reached the extreme of ordinary people, it is already like this when the barbarian tribe kills people, because there are too many enemies, if the sword is slow, it will not be able to kill.
"If you go out to explore the rivers and lakes in the future, if you have a dispute with someone, there is no room for relaxation, remember to do it quickly, don't force Lai Lai, you can often take advantage of the other party's self-report to the door. ”
"The same is true for the master's moves, often a sword and a sword can distinguish the winner and the loser, how can there be dozens of rounds back and forth in the book, and there is idle time for others to applaud?"
The young Taoist priest stood outside the pool, although he had never heard some of these words, but it did not hinder his understanding, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded very seriously.
"As for Zhun Na, it is even simpler, there are two hundred and six bones in the human body, fifty-two single acupoints, three hundred double acupoints, and fifty extra-meridian acupoints, total, to find the weakest point among them. ”
"One hit kills, that's it!"
The young man's sword became more and more swift, and the angle of the sword was extremely tricky, like an antelope hanging horn without a trace, but each sword was stabbed out in the same position, and the hand was stable to the extreme.
"As for the last ruthlessness. ”
There was only one sentence left. ”
"Martial arts are killing skills!"
The young man looked at the young Taoist priest beside the pool with burning eyes and said softly, the coldness between his eyebrows suddenly emerged, and the latter subconsciously took a few steps back, you must know that the young man has killed the people he has killed with his own hands until now is better than the entire Wudang Mountain.
"Martial arts are killing techniques?"
The young Taoist priest repeated the young man's words, muttering softly as if he had realized something, but he did not answer, and after a moment of silence, he asked again.
"Your Highness, if martial arts are killing techniques. ”
"So what is monasticism?"
"Cultivation?"
The young man looked at the young Taoist priest with a clear appearance, and suddenly remembered the legend of breaking through the void and merging the realm, so he slowly spoke.
"Martial arts are killing skills!"
"Cultivation is the method of immortality!"
Remembering that the name of the young Taoist priest happened to be Li Changsheng, the young man paused.
"The method of immortality can be cultivated, but if you want to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, it is boring to think that you have become an immortal, in the end, you who have lost the seven emotions and six desires are still you?"
"Dao, for the body, formless and nameless, born in the first place of heaven and earth, living in the Taiqing fairyland, immortal, often incarnated and born in the world, for the teachers of the emperors of the past dynasties, and Yuhua ...... when Fuxi"
"Little Taoist, you are a natural Dao embryo If there is really a legendary immortal Laojun, maybe it is his incarnation outside his body, but this is too mysterious, just listen to it as a joke. ”
"To put it bluntly, if the Taishang Forgetfulness Chapter of your cultivation in ten years and a hundred years from now really has the day when you step into the realm of the Dao of Harmony, I hope you will think clearly about whether you should take that step or not, after all, the seven emotions and six desires are the foundation of human beings, and those who have no desires are not considered human beings. ”
The young man muttered in a low voice.
"Well, no more talk!
"You come up and try it, remember, don't use cultivation!"
After the young man finished speaking, he jumped off the boulder, and after landing smoothly, he put the sword into the sheath, moved his wrist with a bitter smile, and practiced the sword against the waterfall He had seen it in the film and television drama in his previous life, even Dugu's predecessors were often like this when he was young, and later he practiced swords in the ocean, which is a common weight-bearing cultivation method.
I had never tried it before, I thought it was nothing more than that, but now I know that when the waterfall fell from the sky, it was with the power of thunder, and the sword was almost unstable just by stabbing it, and the horror of those who could cut through the entire waterfall with one sword can be imagined.
"Okay, I'll try it first!"
The young Taoist priest took out a peachwood sword out of nowhere, and jumped onto the boulder with a light tap of his toes, and at the same time, as the young man said, he closed his true qi, and stabbed out the peachwood sword in his hand in the same way as the young man.
"Plop ......"
The peachwood sword in his hand just came out of his hand when he touched the torrent, and he fell into the pool water from the boulder with the whole person, and when he floated up, the robe was attached to his body, and he was hung by the dark stone in the pool, and his hair was also soaked by the water, and he was attached to his back, and his fresh and handsome appearance no longer existed, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
When the sun sets,
"I'm so tired!"
"It's really inhuman!"
The young Taoist priest was already miserable, lying on the grass on the side, and the old green cow beside him was leisurely gnawing on the lawn, screaming twice from time to time, but listening to it inexplicably made people feel a trace of contempt.
But the young man still stood on the boulder and kept swords,
The thorn has turned into a wave,
The sword slammed out from the side of the waterfall,
The young man only felt a piercing pain, the stunned sword swung through the waterfall deeply, the moment the sword body came into contact with the waterfall that flew straight down three thousand feet, the thunderous power was pressed, and the stunned sword suddenly sank, directly out of his hand, drew an arc in the air, fell down, and was firmly inserted beside the young Taoist.
"Zheng Zheng ......"
The blade of the sword shook lightly,
A drop of cold sweat dripped from the young Taoist priest's forehead,
The young man smiled apologetically, climbed out of the pool and clenched the long sword and went deeper again, the area of contact with this sword was far greater than that of the stab, and the difficulty of it was increased geometrically.
There are two purposes for practicing the sword in this way,
First, digest the residual medicinal power in the body,
Second, the purpose of his cultivation is to become a first-grade great sword immortal, not an ordinary one-grade, now is the time to lay the foundation, no matter what kind of thing in the world as long as you are willing to do it, there is no sooner or later, not to mention that when you used the skill many times before, the feeling of sword intent is still fresh in your memory, and the road of sword cultivation will be more common for you.
"Rest, practice again tomorrow. ”
The young Taoist priest looked up at the sky and said abruptly.
"No problem. ”
"Without your Tianzi, I am naturally more diligent than you. ”
"Plop ......"
Another fall,
The young man raised his hand and saw that the right hand holding the sword had cracked a blood crack, and the blood slowly oozing out, the young man grinned and went to pick up the long sword that fell to the side, without the slightest discouragement.
Exhaled a long breath and swung another sword,
The result has not changed, it is still the fate of the stunned sword, the young man gasped, tore off a piece of cloth on his body, wrapped it around his hand, picked up the stunned sword, and no longer had the luxury of expecting a sword to swing smoothly across the gap of the waterfall, just not to get out of his hand is already a great progress.
"Goo, goo, goo......"
The little Taoist priest looked at the curling green smoke rising from the temples on the mountain,
Rather embarrassed, clutching his stomach.
"Your Highness, you practice first, and I'll go back for dinner first. ”
"I'm hungry. ”
"Go ahead and bring me two steamed buns. ”
"Gotcha!"
The little Taoist priest turned over and sat on the green ox, and walked leisurely towards the mountain, but in a dozen breaths, the old green ox disappeared at the end of the winding mountain road with the person.
......
"Your Highness, it's time to eat!"
The young Taoist priest on the top of the cliff shouted at the top of his voice.
I didn't see a response for a long time,
So he stepped directly into the air,
The height of dozens of zhang is as light as a feather, and it slowly falls,
Looking closely, the young man had already wrapped the long sword in his hand directly around his hand with a strip of cloth, and the infiltrated blood stains had dyed the strip of cloth red, and the whole person was lying on the boulder in a large shape.
"In the past, I always heard the pilgrims on the mountain jokingly say, His Royal Highness is the largest straw bale in the capital, and the imperial city scolded the disloyal and unrighteous wolf ambition in the first battle, that is, he entered the capital and occasionally heard people say that it was just the courage of the horseman, but the southward campaign was exchanged for a sentence that the enemy was weak, the soldiers were strong, and the winner and loser relied on the two little generals who were lucky to vote,"
"It was refuted one by one, or bitten to death, others were born with a golden key at most, and His Royal Highness was born with half of the country, born with 300,000 first-class Liangzhou iron horses, a few days ago there was a stinky and shameless remnant of the previous dynasty, when the incense was chanted, His Royal Highness is relying on the advantage of blood, there is a female sword fairy's mother, it is normal to practice faster, and it is common sense to do such things, in fact, those truths are quite unscored, and I will say it to those who are willing to believe it, all as a fig leaf. ”
"But who seems to be the effort behind His Highness, I don't know what happened before, but now I can see the leopard, and I know that everything His Highness has done with unimaginable efforts for ordinary people. ”
"The first in the world in the mouth of His Highness. ”
"I'm the second in the world to believe!"
The young Taoist priest handed over the steamed bun in his hand.
"What did the turtle son say?"
The young man got up quickly with a carp, took the steamed bun in the hand of the young Taoist priest and took two bites, and said with a tiger's eye.
"This ......"
"I'm just feeling emotional......"
The young Taoist priest sneered.
"But I heard those teachers and nephews who came back from traveling down the mountain say that most people in the rivers and lakes say so, and even more so since the fall of Lingyin Temple, His Royal Highness's reputation in the rivers and lakes is really hateful. ”
The young Taoist priest smiled bitterly beside the young man.
"It's also ......"
"After all, Qingxia killed too many people in the first battle. ”
The young man pondered for a moment and then said slowly.
"But it doesn't matter, after coming down the mountain, there will be no one in the entire rivers and lakes to arrange the main hall behind it. ”
The young man chewed slowly and ate the remaining half of the steamed bun in his hand, clapped his hands and walked towards the front of the boulder.
"Sheung Shui Gang, Iron Knife Gate, this kind of Jianghu sect that is not in the product ......"
"Bloody Clothes Building, this kind of killer organization that is not taboo ......"
"The wind is full of buildings, this kind of Jianghu wind media ...... fueling the troubles"
"There are also seven sects and eight factions, sixteen cottages, there is no lack of traces of them in the battle of Qingxia that day, it has been two whole months, do you think that this hall has forgotten this account?"
The young man patted the stinging sword in his hand and muttered softly, he broke the mirror on the mountain, practiced, and began to jump up without paying attention to those small fish and shrimp, and when he went down the mountain, he collected the net, and he didn't know how many catties and taels he could have.
......
On the day of practice,
Always go by quickly,
Thirteen medicinal baths, each dose is better than before, the pain can be imagined, the pain that drills the heart is more intense than the first time, but the young man is still gritting his teeth and holding on, the last time he climbed out of the barrel was already dusk, under the accumulation of countless heavenly and earthly treasures of the secret medicinal bath, the young man did not know how much toughness the meridians in these thirteen days, and the strength of his body was even better than before.
After each medicinal bath, he will be in this stream, digest the medicinal power, practice swordsmanship, and the young Taoist priest will help the young man stabilize the realm, and he will tell his experience in each realm in detail.
After thirteen days, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thousand miles in one day.
The young man in the pale cyan robe still wrapped his right hand with a strip of cloth, and a sword swung out of the waterfall and there was a narrow gap, and after a while, there was a "boom", and behind the waterfall was half of the mountain rocks falling off, falling into the pool and splashing.
"Fuck it!"
"It's fucking damn good to be a master brother!"
The young man said a rare foul language in the direction of the waterfall, and then put his sword into the sheath and dragged his exhausted body to the bamboo forest without looking back.