Chapter 8 A wild song laughs at the world, and there is no real sword immortal in the world
Gangnam-do, a remote mountain range.
An old man in a white shirt who looks like a Confucian student, and an old man who looks like a beggar dressed in rags and wearing a wine gourd around his waist.
The two stood quietly against each other.
The two of them didn't speak, and an invisible aura emanated from them. Rubbing in the air.
Qin Fengyu stood not far away, looking at the aura between the two, and was amazed.
You must know that there has always been a saying in the rivers and lakes, "There are ants below the fairyland." ”
Although Qin Fengyu arrived at the first-grade realm early, because of the huge amount of learning he had, he never touched the threshold of the fairyland.
Qin Changsheng's expression had never been so serious, and he said in a low voice, "Don't use a sword?"
"Chu Crazy Song" smiled softly and said, "Everything in the world can be a sword,"
After speaking, a strong wind suddenly rose from all sides, and the cold phoenix was like a sharp long sword, converging towards Qin Changsheng from all directions.
Qin Changsheng didn't dare to be careless at all, and used the Confucian true qi to fight with that majestic sword qi.
Chu Madge sighed softly and rose from the ground. A casual grasp of his hand in the air was like an invisible sword slashing towards Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng faced the menacing Chu Crazy Singer, clenched his hands into fists, and just blasted towards the invisible sword in the Chu Crazy Singer.
With a bang, the surrounding stones were blown apart.
Qin Changsheng looked at Chu Crazy Song in front of him and said softly: "You who don't have a 'dome' are not my opponent. ”
Chu Madge raised his head to the sky and roared, and the wine gourd on his waist smacked and flew into the air.
The wine suddenly poured down, and Chu Yangge leaned his neck and took two sips.
After that, just point a finger. The drinks in the air that had not yet had time to land gathered together in an instant.
turned into a crystal clear long sword, which was held in Chu Yangge's hand.
Cold springs come from the sky, who dares to call immortals?
After Chu Yangge finished saying this, he instantly appeared by Qin Changsheng's side.
The crystal water sword stabbed straight into Qin Changsheng's chest.
Qin Changsheng shouted, it's a good time.
I didn't want to make a move, so I took out the folding fan on my waist and put it on my chest.
blocked Chu Yange's offensive.
Then Qin Changsheng folded his fan and unloaded the huge force of Chu Yange's attack.
Taking advantage of this power, the folding fan smashed towards Chu Wild Song.
With a bang, the water sword in Chu Mad Singer shattered, turned into water droplets, and exploded in all directions.
The exploding water droplets splashed into the stone, creating a small hole.
It is enough to imagine what will happen when this huge force falls on people.
Chu Yangge was not surprised, and said behind him.
"Lan Gui, take a good look. ”
After speaking, he didn't look at Qin Changsheng, his eyes were closed, and when he opened his eyes again.
His eyes were like sharp swords piercing the firmament.
Chu Yangge just stood there, but it was as if he wasn't there.
"I have the sky as my sword, the stars as my eyes, and the earth as my body. Old man Qin, here. ”
After speaking, the roar between heaven and earth continued. A sword-like lightning bolt fell straight down.
smashed into Qin Changsheng, who was standing not far away.
Of course, Qin Changsheng didn't dare to underestimate it, and his Confucian temperament was magnificent, like a saint.
With the same shout, the sword-like lightning crashed into Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng trembled, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Before he could react, another sword-shaped lightning bolt slammed down.
Qin Changsheng flicked his fan and smashed another punch towards the lightning.
Boom~ Qin Changsheng took two steps back, and the blood in his chest popped and spit out.
looked a little embarrassed, and no longer had the calm momentum before.
Chu Yangge, who was not far away, was also pale, and blood was hanging on his mouth.
He laughed out loud, laughing at the world with a wild song, there is no real sword immortal in the world.
"The sword is coming", and the sky is thunderous.
A sword-shaped lightning bolt that was bigger and faster than before came straight towards Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng no longer had any temperament to speak of, and gradually became ethereal.
Then there was a loud shout from the sky: "The sage said, you dare"
With this scream of thunder, the sword-like lightning slowed down significantly.
Then, it exploded in the air.
Qin Fengyu on the side was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.
Chu Yangge lay on the ground, panting heavily. Bruises continued to flow from his air.
Ye Langui anxiously fed him medicine beside him to heal his injuries.
But Qin Fengyu couldn't find where Qin Changsheng was.
He searched everywhere and finally found Qin Changsheng in a bush.
Qin Fengyu hurriedly ran over, Qin Changsheng's eyes were like lightning at this moment, and his whole body exuded an indescribable coercion.
He just lay there straight like that, and Qin Fengyu was just about to step forward to investigate the injury.
Interrupted by a scolding, "If you want to live, don't touch him." Half an hour later, he would naturally be fine. ”
It was the "Chu Crazy Song" who was lying on the other end of the ground who spoke.
Qin Fengyu glanced at him and didn't speak.
Just crossed his knees beside Qin Changsheng, waiting silently.
It is strange to say, Qin Fengyu usually breathes and absorbs the essence of heaven and earth very slowly, after all, he is already a first-class master.
But when he sat beside Qin Changsheng, he felt that it was extremely easy to absorb.
After a long time, Qin Changsheng coughed lightly, waking up Qin Fengyu, who was still cultivating.
Qin Fengyu looked at the teacher in front of him, and his temperament seemed to be more otherworldly than before.
Qin Changsheng took Qin Fengyu and walked to the side of "Chu Crazy Song".
Qin Changsheng looked at "Chu Crazy Song" and sighed, and then said:
"You've already stepped on that hurdle, why don't you go to Kunlun for a walk?"
Chu Yangge was still lying on the ground and smiled contemptuously. Said in a hoarse voice:
"Everyone in the world is good, but Hongchen is the most free. ”
I don't want to go to that place, I don't want to go, and I don't recommend you go.
After listening to this, Qin Changsheng didn't ask more, and said with a sigh:
"Thank you for helping me to become a true saint today, though I don't know why you would rather sacrifice yourself to help me.
But I, Qin Changsheng, owe you a great favor, as long as you ask for it, I will never be ambiguous. ”
Chu Yangge seemed to be a little tired, closed his eyes, and said slowly:
"It's most annoying to deal with you sour scholars, so let "Lan Gui" follow your Royal Highness in the future. ”
After speaking, Chu Yangge seemed to be asleep, and there was no more movement.
Ye Langui hugged Chu Yangge's gradually cold body and cried loudly.
Qin Changsheng sighed and left with Qin Fengyu.
On the way, Qin Fengyu asked Qin Changsheng if he needed our help to arrange Chu Yangge's funeral.
Qin Changsheng just shook his head lightly.
Then he said to Qin Fengyu: "The so-called martial arts is actually the pure qi between heaven and earth,
In the body, only for us. The more pure qi in the body,
The greater the expansion of the meridians, the faster they flow, the greater the power and the easier it is to resonate with heaven and earth when we make a move.
For example, a third-grade martial artist can only kill a pig if he punches out.
Because he has too little inside his body, his strength is naturally not so great, and he will not resonate with heaven and earth.
Air becomes a drag.
And a first-class master can kill a cow at will.
It is because the inside of the body is already flowing smoothly, and the inside can be punched out along the meridians at any time.
For your own use, plus it can resonate with heaven and earth.
A punch out of the wind will follow your direction and become your help.
Therefore, this is the division of martial arts.
Today's martial arts are divided into three grades, that is, the level of a small thief
Second grade, you can almost set up some small sects and factions in the rivers and lakes.
A product, mostly for the head of the gate faction, elders and the like.
Of course, there are also many divisions between three and one product, including above the first product, which I need to explain to you slowly.