Chapter Eight: A Sword Comes from the West and a Sword Immortal (II)
The entrance to Feiyun Valley is a dense tree-lined path lined with countless tombstones under the trees. The shopkeeper of the Blade Inn led the way, and Sybil followed him.
"This is the burial ground of the Ji clan. ”
The shopkeeper didn't reply, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing. Sybil didn't speak, just quietly followed him.
"Childe should still remember the accident three years ago, a generation of famous generals fell, and the whole family was beheaded. ”
Sybil stared blankly at the back of the shopkeeper, and he realized how deep the city of this person in front of him was.
Fortunately, the general's only son was rescued. ”
The shopkeeper suddenly stopped, turned his back to Sybil and continued.
"Three years ago, although the only son was rescued, he was discovered by the traitors in the court, and he did not hesitate to send many masters to chase and kill. Fortunately, with the protection of the daughter of the head of the Blood Sword Sect and the previous sect master of the Ji family, he was able to save his life. ”
The shopkeeper slowly turned around and stared straight at Sybil.
"Childe, when I talk about these old things, you should understand the truth. ”
Sybil was silent, and the shopkeeper sighed.
"Although the Ji family is the first family of martial arts, after that confrontation with the imperial court, it has also declined. Just that protracted battle that year killed half of the Ji family's elite. ”
Sybil bowed his head slightly.
"Senior, do you mean to tell me not to be ungrateful?"
The shopkeeper shook his head.
"Definitely. The eldest lady suffered this ordeal, but she was fated, and you came to the rescue to repay your kindness. ”
The shopkeeper turned around and continued to pace forward.
"I have only one word of advice. ”
"Senior, please speak. ”
"Killing people can't save the eldest lady. ”
Walking through a tree-lined path lined with tombstones, the two came to a wide sword lawn. The reason why it is called Jianping is because this stone flat is full of long swords.
All of them were swords of dead Ji disciples.
The two of them stood at the entrance of the sword flat, but they did not move forward any further. Because there is an old man standing in the center of Jianping, the old man's hands have no thumbs, and it is Zhou Yaoshan, who is known as a sword immortal.
In front of Zhou Yaoshan, there were dozens of Ji disciples, all of whom were holding a sword in their hands, and each sword was unsheathed.
"It's coming. Zhou Yaoshan looked up at the wide sky, and he didn't know who he was talking to.
"Do you know why the old man cut his thumb and no longer holds a sword?" Zhou Yaoshan said to himself.
"The way of the sword was created by Mr. Dagger. As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, but Mr. Dagger's sword is getting shorter and shorter the more you use it. Until the end, there was no sword in his hand, but he was like a long sword in his hand, and he truly achieved the unity of man and sword. ”
Zhou Yaoshan slowly raised his right hand and stretched out his index and middle fingers.
"Today, the old man is here. The sword in the old man's hand was the sword of Mr. Dagger back then. ”
Zhou Yaoshan pointed the two fingers that stretched out obliquely downward.
Dozens of Ji disciples with long swords in their hands moved, each of them was extremely fast, and the sword in their hands struck Zhou Yaoshan like rain.
Standing in the open ground, a man cannot hide from the falling rain.
Not to mention the sword?
I saw dozens of sword blades shining with cold light, stabbing straight towards the motionless Zhou Yaoshan.
Sybil was startled and was about to step forward to help, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.
"Childe doesn't have to worry, a sword immortal has entered the highest realm of the sword path, and the people on the sword flat can't hurt him. ”
As soon as the words fell, as if an earthquake was coming, all the swords inserted in the long sword floor began to tremble.
Zhou Yaoshan's outstretched fingers moved, and although he raised his hand slightly, it was like a gale. Those disciples of the Ji clan who rushed forward seemed to be blocked by a wall when they were a foot away from him.
Zhou Yaoshan raised his hand again, but it was just a little faster than the action just now, but the swords in the hands of the Ji disciples who surrounded him suddenly broke.
A broken sword can't hurt anyone.
The dozens of disciples of the Ji clan were shocked when they saw the sword in their hands broken, but they did not stop on the spot, but threw away the broken sword in their hands and casually pulled out the swords of those dead from the ground.
Zhou Yaoshan shook his head.
"A sword comes from the west, a thousand rocks arch columns, and the shadow is vertical and horizontal. ”
As he spoke, his hand was raised again. If the two moves just now are just admonitions, then this move can be regarded as a real killer move.
"A sword, a sword. ”
Zhou Yaoshan's voice was not loud, but it made the disciples of the Ji family on Jianping stunned.
His hand was raised again, slowly but quickly. The outstretched finger was no longer a finger, but a sword, a sword that made all the swords on the sword flat tremble.
His fingers were handed out, and a sword was handed out. His movements are so slow that even ordinary people can see his movements clearly. But his movements were also fast, a kind of speed that only a swordsman could see.
The sword had been handed out, stabbing straight at the dozens of Ji disciples on the sword floor. It was a sword qi, like a storm sweeping away leaves, rolling up the sword inserted in the sword flat, and attacking straight at the group of Ji disciples.
How can the wind care if the fallen leaves are willing to be swept away?
A sword was handed out, and dozens of disciples of the Ji clan hurriedly raised the long sword in their hands, wanting to block this move. It's a pity that in just an instant, dozens of Ji disciples were stabbed into their bodies by countless long swords wrapped in sword qi, and they all fell to the ground one by one.
Zhou Yaoshan put away his fingers and wrapped the shabby cotton jacket on his body slightly, as if he sighed sadly, and seemed to be relieved.
"Mr. Dagger's sword is really unparalleled in the world. ”
Zhou Yaoshan was talking about the sword, but Sybil knew that what he said was the way, the way of the sword.
In the past, a sword immortal disdained to use other people's sword moves, but today he uses it, and he is convinced with his heart.
Sybil saw that those Ji disciples had lost their breath, and was about to walk up to the sword ping, but he heard a voice sound on the sword ping.
"The old ancestor invites Senior Zhou Meiyuan to talk about it!"
The voice echoed in the empty sword flat, and only its voice was heard, but no one was seen.
After Zhou Yaoshan heard this, he sighed again, unlike just now, this time it was more helpless.
The plum garden is located in the deepest part of the Feiyun Valley, covering about five or six miles in a radius, although the place is large but there is little open space. The whole garden is full of plum trees, and it is the flowering season at this time, and the whole yard is full of pink plum blossoms, which looks like a sea of pink flowers from a distance.
In the depths of the sea of flowers is a quaint attic, the attic is backed by a vertical mountain wall, about ten zhang high, and from a distance it looks like a giant sword stuck in the ground.
This is the sword tower of the Ji clan, it is rumored that the sword tower hides countless martial arts cheats and internal skills, if ordinary people can get one or two, they can open a sect to divide one side.
But in fact, in addition to the secret method in this sword tower, the most unexpected thing is the hidden secret room located underground.
The size of the secret room is the same as the sword tower on the ground, and inside it is the most important intelligence hub of the Ji clan, whether it is the grievances of the rivers and lakes, or the secrets of the DPRK and China, in this underground intelligence hub, you can find out.
The Ji clan has lasted for three hundred years, even if the outside world is bloody and the dynasty has changed, it has never affected the Ji family, relying on the world's first intelligence.
Walking the rivers and lakes relies on martial arts, but if a family wants to be eternal and prosperous, it must need to judge the situation in order to turn the danger into a disaster. Therefore, intelligence is the foundation of the Ji clan, and the secret method in the sword tower is just the icing on the cake.
Zhou Yaoshan was wearing a torn cotton jacket, standing at the entrance of the Sword Tower, and glanced up at a large plaque hanging on the doorpost, on which were two words of great vigor - Sword Tower.
"Every time the old man sees this plaque, he thinks that the first suzerain of the Ji clan is a person who is upright in the world. ”
"Senior Zhou is right, the sect masters of the Ji clan are all righteous people who are upright and upright in the world. ”
A man with a Ji token on his waist and wearing the unique costume of Ji's disciples said to Zhou Yaoshan with a smile.
"Well, the old man is talking about the first generation of sect masters, but not the past generations. You're a kid who knows how to play round. ”
The senior laughed. The ancestor is at the top of the sword tower, seniors, please. ”