Chapter 67: The Sword of the Mountains
Why is this happening? If you think about it, you can guess.
The most likely thing is that the other party is not monolithic, some people want to find outside help, and some people want to go on according to the gods' ideas.
Li Haocheng and Lin Hongji tacitly agreed and did not continue.
Turning to talk about some cultivation experiences, they discussed with each other for a while, and when they were about to cut off contact, Li Haocheng inadvertently asked if there was any news of other Taoist friends recently, Lin Hongji was silent for a while, and then said: "When my named disciple came back some time ago, he told me that there was a swordsman in Musashi Country who could rely on a wooden knife to kill ghosts. ”
"Daoist friends think that this mountain and wild sword hero may be our Daoist friends?" Li Hao set up a horse to know Lin Hongji's thoughts.
"That's right, Daoist friends should also know that for us, pretending to be a mountain swordsman is indeed an identity that is more in line with the national conditions of Fusang. ”
After listening to Lin Hongji's explanation, Li Haocheng couldn't help but nodded, Fusang's extraordinary power is none other than Shinto, Buddha, Yin and Yang, witches, swordsmen, and ninjas.
Among them, Shinto does not need to say much, if it wasn't for a coincidence, Su Shu probably wouldn't have been able to take root in Fuso by now, but even so, he doesn't have a shrine that belongs to him.
An ancient god from Middle-earth is still like this, and one can imagine how difficult it would be to gain the approval of the gods in Fuso.
Needless to say, Buddhism and Yin-Yang Dao both have a clear lineage, major branches, and close ties with the main lineage, unless someone can run to a certain Yin-Yang master to sit down and learn, and grind out an identity little by little, it is basically impossible to mix in.
Lin Hongji was wandering around in Fusang as a Harima Ryu Onmyoji, which was when the predecessors of his sect had come to Fusang, not only leaving a name and legend, but also teaching a few children some talisman techniques.
Although these children grew up, due to external pressure and their own ability, they failed to manage the genre well, and the inheritance declined for several generations, but after all, there is a root, so that Lin Hongji can transfer flowers and trees, and the identity of the successor of the genre is purely a typical example of the predecessors planting trees and the descendants enjoying the shade, and it is not replicable.
In the case of the witch system, the witches who do not have the inheritance system are all relying on their own talents to fight, and those who are slightly more talented will inevitably be absorbed by the major shrines, Li Haocheng has not heard of a great witch in Fusang for three years.
Ninja is even more impossible, this kind of existence that is close to the characteristic profession of Fuso is a typical corps structure, and it is not suitable for monks from Jiuzhou to pretend to be at all.
Therefore, the swordsman became a Jiuzhou monk, and it was the best fit to hide his identity after coming to Fusang.
After all, these true disciples of the top immortal sect still take good care of their own Dao bodies, and they have more or less cultivated some body refining techniques, and their physical strength is no worse than those world-famous swordsmen in Fusang.
And although Fusang Kendo has a little meaning, but before the Sword Saint, it did not involve the way of immortality at all, and the so-called cultivation of the swordsman was actually in the fight between life and death, looking for his own kendo, and the speed of renewal was naturally not slow.
Even many swordsmen who have come out of their own kendo will die outside due to serious injuries and other reasons, and the people of their school have no idea whether these swordsmen have removed the kendo-teaching they have participated in before they die, and there is no way to investigate at all.
As a result, although the countries of Fuso intend to recruit mountain and wild sword heroes, the number of mountain and wild sword heroes has not decreased much.
This also means that the monks of all factions who come to Jiuzhou, as long as they know a little bit about the foundation of Fuso kendo, and then deduce a set of kendo cultivation methods that can be taught to others, can claim to be a mountain swordsman.
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Musashi Province, on a barren mountain.
Yanagi Sogen stood in front of a waterfall, wearing a white samurai suit, holding the wooden knife with both hands, taking a deep breath, all the muscles of the body were in a state of balance, and then he slowly erected the wooden knife to the position in front of the eyebrows, and suddenly 'hum' shouted, the wrist turned, and the wooden knife in his hand was naturally drawn from the side, and then there was a "ha" shout, the wrist turned again, and at the same time the footsteps changed, driving the body, moving with the wooden knife moving.
In this way, in the continuous sound of "hum" and "ha", the wooden knife in Yanagi Zongyuan's hand turned faster and faster, and the steps under his feet became more and more mysterious, and finally the slightest sword light rose.
The snow-like sword light continued to grow with Yanagi Zongyuan's movements, the previous layer of sword light had not yet dissipated, the latter layer had already formed, and the layers of sword light were like lotus flowers blooming, constantly spreading outward, and Yanagi Zongyuan, who was in the center of this lotus, was dancing faster and faster.
Finally, the lotus flower withered, Yanagi Zongyuan stood on his side half-squatting, the wooden knife was placed on the waist, holding the blade with one hand and the handle with the other.
Raising his hand to attack, a dazzling knife light rushed out, rolled up a heavy wind, and rushed towards the waterfall, forcing the waterfall more than ten meters high to reverse the phenomenon.
Suddenly, the sound of swords clashing sounded.
It turned out that at the moment when Yanagi Zongyuan's sword light was about to fall on the stone wall behind the waterfall, a misty white light rose, and a light that was almost exactly the same as the sword light slashed out by Yanagi Zongyuan flew out of it, instantly knocking Yanagi Zongyuan away.
"As I said, if your heart is not quiet, you will not be able to learn this secret sword, and you will not be able to practice the secret for a day, and you will not be allowed to leave this place for a day. The cold voice came from all directions, and Yanagi Soyuan, who was so pressed that he wanted to stand up, instantly fell to the ground.
"But teacher, they insulted you, and even posted war posts everywhere, can't we just watch it like this?"
Yagyu Zongyuan, who was only seventeen years old, was very angry, he clenched his fists, and with great strength, he crushed the handle of the wooden knife, the back of his teeth was tight, and the blood flowed out, he struggled to stand up, but he could not succeed under the pressure of his teacher anyway.
"What's the use of the battle for fame, although Kaitian Keika is still at the level of a swordsman, his swordsmanship has reached the limit, and he is probably only one step away from the Sword Saint, and he has not yet learned the secret sword, and there is only one way to die if he fights him!" The cold voice was not affected at all, and he still spoke his thoughts very calmly.
"But...... Shouldn't a samurai fight for honor and live to the death?"
"Knowing that you will die, you will definitely go, that is not to live to die, but to be a fool!"
"But... The disciple is willing to be that fool!"
"You... Are you really going?"
"Yes!"
"Okay!" the coercion dissipated, and the cold voice said, "Since you have made a choice, then I will not stop you, but I want you to remember that this is the path you have chosen, and you will never regret it!"