Volume 1 Visiting Taiwan Chapter 58 One Year
There is no time in the mountains.
The boy followed the sloppy man and went through autumn, winter, spring and summer in the mountains, the boy is still a boy, and the big man is still a big man. The only difference is that the boy has grown taller, punched harder, and learned more about the world.
"Xu boy, "Hidden Scheme" hides the breath! Who let you lie on the grass like a dog!"
Tang Song sat on the stone, looking at Xu Changsheng and became angry, he kindly handed over his breathing technique to him, but he used it to do something!
Steal chickens and dogs, go up to trees and dig birds.
Can now?
The coarse cloth boy lying on the grass also glared back at Tang Song, but accidentally leaked a trace of breath and startled away the colorful birds in front of him. So Xu Changsheng could only pat the dust on his body and stand up.
"Tibetan Strategy" is the breathing technique taught to Xu Changsheng by the Tang and Song dynasties, and it was transformed by the Tang and Song dynasties according to another breathing technique.
It was also a great help for him to crisscross the demon world back then, if he didn't have this breathing technique, maybe many years ago, Tang and Song would not know which big demon he was buried in.
Xu Changsheng walked towards Tang Song with "Mountains and Seas", and when he arrived in front of him, a set of boxing techniques had just been completed, and the fist intent on his body was uncertain, but he did not leak anything.
This is just one of Xu Changsheng's gains in the past year, because the real gains are far more than that.
Tang Song also looked at the young man in front of him who had accompanied him for a year, he could teach a lot, but he couldn't teach more, if he taught them all, he might not be Xu Changsheng, but the second Tang and Song Dynasty.
But how many Tang and Song dynasties can there be in the world?
Throughout the ages, there may have been many Tang and Song dynasties, but the real Tang and Song dynasties are the only one.
"Xu boy, I'll teach you sword practice today. Tang Song sighed.
Xu Changsheng's eyes lit up.
It's been a year.
It's been a whole year!
I don't know how many times I've asked when I taught myself to practice swords. Although I also practice boxing, what I really yearn for is to practice swords!
What I have always longed for is to go to the end of the world with a green shirt and a sword. If you see unevenness on the road, you can get a sword, and if you encounter a roadblock, you can also use a sword.
At the top of the mountain, he took out his sword, cut through the sea of clouds, and saw the sun through the clouds.
Draw your sword at the surging place, break through the stormy waves, and smooth the turbulent waves.
In the place where there is a demon, he took out a sword and smoothed the injustice in the world.
......
Just when Xu Changsheng was full of excitement, Tang Song poured cold water on him.
"But your current situation is not suitable for sword training. Tang Song said seriously.
Xu Changsheng's face turned pale, "Is it still because of the divine soul?" But isn't it okay now, I don't even have a stinging pain, and I can't feel that I have a problem at all." ”
The boy was a little anxious.
Tang Song still said flatly, "You can't practice, but I can teach, and do you really think that your divine soul can be restored so easily?"
"What if that's not?" Xu Changsheng asked rhetorically.
"Your soul is okay now, and you can even live a normal life, and that's because the power of your soul fed back to you by "Withered" has temporarily glued your shattered soul together. But it's just sewn up for you, you know? Actually, your soul is still cracked. Tang Song explained.
Xu Changsheng lowered his head and didn't speak.
Tang Song continued: "Sword cultivation is still a kind of cultivator, and if you want to practice the sword, you must definitely use the divine soul. It's okay that you haven't practiced now, but if you really start practicing the sword, your soul will inevitably continue to crack, including the parts that you are glued to now, will collapse. ”
"Then you still said that you would teach me to practice swords?" Xu Changsheng smiled bitterly.
Tang Song smiled: "Yes, teach you to practice swords, but I will teach you how to practice, and you can practice individually." ”
Xu Changsheng glared at Tang Song, "Then why did you teach me? I can't practice, can I use it for worship?"
Tang Song laughed and jumped down from the stone, "I just told you not to practice now, didn't you say you can't practice in the future?"
Xu Changsheng's pupils dilated, and his heart also twitched.
No way, I've been stimulated too much today. Since entering the mountains to practice boxing, I have received the most stimulation today.
"If you want your soul to recover as soon as possible, you have to rely on your book "Withered", cultivate well, and get to the second level as soon as possible. ”
The second weight of "Withered" looks like a withered tree, Xu Changsheng already knew it, but he didn't have a clue, probably because the first weight had not yet been cultivated to perfection.
Tang Song walked to the spacious place, turned around and said, "I'll pass on to you a cultivation method next, which is also a sword cultivation method, and I don't know if the method is good or not, because I am the only one who has cultivated." ”
"Listen first, the recipe is called 'Sword Brushing Technique'......"
"Whisk Sword Technique", as the name suggests, is to regard one's own flying sword as a dusty place, and use one's own spiritual power to continuously wash it. Sweep away the dust, wipe away the flaws, and keep your flying sword at its peak forever.
As for spiritual power, according to the Tang and Song dynasties, if there is really no spiritual power, then the blood will also be successful. Before he became a sword cultivator, he had been using his blood.
Sword cultivation in the world is mostly honed in swordsmanship and swordsmanship. Listening to what the Tang and Song dynasties said on weekdays, there was even a sword cultivator who walked on the top of the mountain and the bottom of the sea all the year round, just to hone a style of swordsmanship. There is also that sword cultivator who fights on the mortal battlefield all year round, and never even uses spiritual power, only relying on a long sword, killing ten thousand enemies, so as to kill a peerless swordsmanship.
Tang Song also believed in these, but he believed in his flying sword even more.
The sword I fly does not seek swordsmanship, does not practice swordsmanship, but only seeks speed and accuracy. At that time, as soon as the natal flying sword comes out, it will be the endgame.
The more Xu Changsheng listened, the more excited he became, and he couldn't wait to become a sword immortal in the upper three realms now.
It's a pity that Tang Song didn't tell him.
His own flying sword has never been unsheathed.
......
The night was as cold as water, Xu Changsheng was still wearing a coarse cloth shirt, sitting cross-legged on the stones by the river, and carefully comprehending the flying sword that Tang Song left in his body.
The flying sword is just a finger long, as long as Xu Changsheng closes his eyes and experiences it carefully, he can feel a flying sword quietly suspended in his body, but where is it Xu Changsheng can't feel it, there is darkness around the flying sword, and that flying sword is the only light in the darkness.
This is also because Xu Changsheng can't refine his sword, and Tang Song came up with the method for him, if he can't refine his own sword, then refine someone else's first.
He was supposed to use his spiritual power to sweep the flying sword over and over again, but Xu Changsheng suffered from the lack of aura, so he carefully manipulated the power of blood and qi in his body to wash the flying sword that Tang Song gave him.
Xu Changsheng didn't know how Tang Song did it, anyway, he did it, a flying sword flew out of Tang Song's body, and it entered his body in the blink of an eye, and he hadn't been hurt at all.
Tang Song coughed, interrupting Xu Changsheng's understanding.
"Xu boy, don't lose my prestige of the Tang and Song dynasties after you leave the mountain, haha. ”
Tang Song stood in the moonlight, with his back to Xu Changsheng.
Somehow, Xu Changsheng didn't have the joy of learning the sword refining technique in his heart, but was a little sad.
"Are you called Tang Song or Song Tang?" Xu Changsheng did not reply, but instead asked the question he had been in his heart for a long time.
He also heard the prestige of Song and Tang from Li Ruan's mouth, but Tang and Song never called themselves Song Tang in front of him, they all called themselves Tang and Song.
Tang Song turned his head, still with that ordinary face, his hair was messy, his beard was unkempt, and he had a typical style of hanging a pole.
looked at Xu Changsheng and grinned, "The one who uses the knife is called Song Tang, and it is Tang Song who teaches you to practice the sword." ”
"Okay, Xu boy, I have been with you for a year, and I have taught you for a year, and I have taught everything that should be taught, and the rest is up to you to slowly experience it. Tang Song smiled heartily.
There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and the Tang and Song dynasties, who have stayed for the longest time, are also leaving.
Xu Changsheng was also prepared, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
"Don't worry, it won't shake you out when you're embarrassed, and your share is naturally indispensable when you're in the limelight. Xu Changsheng also laughed.
There is no twisting and pinching, and it is not life and death.
"Okay, Xu boy, with your words, I haven't taught in vain this year, but it's a pity that I didn't let you see my flying sword!"
"It's never too late to see it. Xu Changsheng said.
Tang Song shook his head, "To be a man, you can't be too showy." ”
I wanted to ask him if there was still less limelight? The Void Realm, the secret realm of Taiwan, was ten out of ten limelight, but his sentence "also called Song and Tang" accounted for ninety percent, and even when those monks left, they were all talking about Tang and Song's words. said it with a proud face, as if they were the ones who said the sentence "also called Song Tang".
But I don't think it's appropriate, it's time to part, so I have to go happily.
Tang Song then turned his head, "Xu boy, you have to remember that if you want to make your boxing skills higher in the future, you can only ask for boxing from a higher place." Ask how high your fist is, and how high your fist will be. ”
"If you want to practice the sword, don't give up practicing boxing, the higher the boxing technique, the higher the sword technique, it is the truth that everything is changing. ”
"As for when to punch and when to sword, I believe you have a spectrum in your heart. ”
"You also have to remember to live well, if you really can't win, run, don't forget what I passed on your "Tibetan Plan" for. Don't feel ashamed to run away, in this human world, only those who survive are called geniuses, and as for those who die, who knows what his name is. ”
Xu Changsheng nodded, "Leave tonight?"
"Now"
"Are you going back to the City of the Two Realms?"
"If you don't go back, it's not a good idea. ”
"Where are you going?"
"Galaxy!"
The boy was confused.
Dahan looked back and smiled, and said a few words that were extremely literary in Xu Changsheng's opinion.
"A hundred years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried. Today, I have been with you to smooth out injustices. ”
Then looking up at the moon, there was no big scene, just like eating and drinking, a black shadow rushed into the sky and disappeared.
Only the boy was left alone in the world.