Chapter 5: A sword move wins the world

As if waking up from a dream, the whole body could only feel the presence of the left eye in a trance, where there would be bursts of heart-rending pain from time to time.

Pain is like a wave of the sea, surging over the head and surging to the limbs. A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

In the rush of pain, Zhuo Li could feel that his limbs had become strong after the pains hit him again and again. However, the next time the pain will be more intense and unbearable......

Next to Zhuo Li, Prince Yi observed the subtle expression on his face with interest, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The brows wrinkled into the word "Chuan", the clenched steel teeth, and the sometimes distorted painful expression. At this moment, Prince Yi wanted to know more about how big the limit of this child's patience was, and he would cry out in pain in the process of "washing the marrow and building the foundation" of the first few True Yuans.

Wash the marrow and build the foundation, and cultivate the introductory stage of the Taoist. That is, to wash away the lead of the flesh and establish the foundation. Of course, there are also steps in front of it, such as habit channeling, consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, and practicing the true yuan.

Forcibly using the "fusion technique" to implant a real person's Yuan Dan into Zhuo Li's body, although it can make him immediately rise to the ranks of cultivators.

However, the physical body that could control this Yuan Dan was a mortal body that had not even been practiced in the first few stages of cultivation. It's normal to suffer some inhuman suffering.

Of course, if you can't bear this pain, it is normal for your blood and qi to go retrograde and explode and die.

Prince Yi admires this young man very much, but he appreciates it. It does not mean accommodation and bottomless tolerance.

For those who admire, Prince Yi will give him opportunities and time, and whether he can seize this opportunity depends on himself.

In the whole world, a fourteen-year-old male boy is not Zhuo Li alone. As long as Prince Yi is there, anyone can be the crown prince of the Qing Kingdom.

Prince Yi waited patiently, waiting for the moment when Zhuo Li called out. That was the result of the first failed marrow washing. Throughout the ages, no one has been able to successfully cleanse the marrow for the first time, even if they have condensed enough true elements. He couldn't stand the hysterical pain either.

Thinking of his experience of washing the marrow, a little bead of sweat oozed from the prince's evil smile.

"Whew!" was the wolf's roar, Prince Yi turned his head, looked through the curtain door of the military tent to look at the night sky, and said to himself: "Yu Ji, you are really like the legend, you have returned to the Night Clan." It seems that the 72-way Thriller Gun has not been lost. ”

Prince Yi said firmly: "I didn't miscalculate. Right now...... Nan Ming's inverted blade bright silver spear has an opponent!"

A trace of evil charm hung on the corner of his mouth again, looked at Zhuo Li's expression distorted and deformed by pain again, and said to Zhuo Li in a coma: "Yuan Dan is my junior brother's, if you inherit my junior brother's mantle." It is a teacher and nephew, and it is natural for me to teach my disciples on behalf of my junior brother. And I trained you according to his philosophy. ”

He often said: No one has an enemy, and he cannot be self-reliant. This is the first enemy I have set up for you. You have sought Song Cheng's identity, status, wealth, and even the throne. He won't let you go!"

"Hehe, haha!" the prince smiled proudly, even a little madly, but he himself felt that this was a kind of venting, a kind of venting for an old man who was also an enemy and a friend......

There are many coincidences in the world that make up the story, just when Zhuo Li thought that he could no longer bear the painful process of the True Yuan marrow cleansing process and was about to scream.

The Prince's own words came to his ears.

"What should I do, enemy! Song Cheng, this is not a mess today. The Ming Dynasty was once again able to play together without scruples. It's the enemy, the kind of opponent who is incompatible and never stops dying. For the children of the second generation of officials in remote mountainous areas, this word is strange and terrifying.

"When he came, he cut him down. If you don't come, you'll have to look for him!"

"Who's talking?"

A person's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, a hazy figure. What can be identified is that this person is sitting on a boulder, and his figure is a man, and his voice is clear and confident.

The man did not answer, but said to himself: "If you want to talk about the world, you will have your own wine and food, and if you want to fight, you will cut it down with a sword!"

"How to cut?"

"Ask yourself!" said that, another wave of pain hit him. Zhuo Li was half unconscious. The man who spoke also woke up.

This time the labor pains are different, no longer like the waves of the sea, hitting in bursts. Rather, it forms a kind of cycle, from the head down, to the lower abdomen and back, and so on, and so on.

Zhuo Li gradually got used to the pain, and fell asleep again in a trance......

In the dream, the pain in the cycle seems to constitute a set of movements, and Zhuo Li moves slowly with the movements, no pain, no patience, over and over again......

"It worked!" this was Prince Yi's surprise, but his tone was very calm.

Zhuo Li was awakened and suddenly got up. Immediately refreshed, but his body was greasy and unbearable, emitting a foul smell.

Prince Yi took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, and said disgustedly: "Count yourself lucky, you have successfully washed the marrow in just one time, but you go and clean it first!

Ignoring the prince, Zhuo Li was trying to remember something, it was a set of movements, like sword moves, and like dance...... However, Zhuo Li can't remember everything, and only remembers one action: holding the object and slashing down. And this simple action can always give people a sense of pleasure in killing the world's opponents.

"Why don't you go!" said the Prince, a little impatiently.

Zhuo Li covered her ears with her hands and said, "Why can't you remember?"

"What do you want to remember?" the prince frowned slightly.

"It's the ...... after this action," Zhuo Li's natural palm was chopped off. "I want to remember what happened after that. ”

When the prince saw Zhuo Li's movements, he was momentarily stunned, and the nightmare in his memory was awakened again.

That's right, it's a slash, although Zhuo Li's movements are only one-thousandth of the same as that move. The prince still saw the clue: destroying the world and breaking off his feelings. It's just that the people who used to use this move are no longer there......

The prince counted all the world, but he didn't expect that his junior brother would keep this sword spectrum with only one sword move in his own place!

Will the times reincarnate again?

The prince felt physically and mentally exhausted for a while, and sighed slightly: "It's okay." If there is no divine weapon, all the cultivation of the junior disciple. This sword move is just a small trick to dominate the king. ”

The prince, who had collected his thoughts, patted Zhuo Li and said, "Don't think about it too hard. All the movements, in fact, there is only one action. It's that slash!"

Zhuo Li looked at the prince with a puzzled expression.

"It's a sword move, I've seen people use it, it's a slash. The prince explained: "The general weapon moves are all from the Taoist scriptures. And this trick is the foundation of enlightenment from the Tao, the so-called, all laws can be the Tao. This move can be used with any weapon, and can be used with any weapon...... It can be said to be the sect of ten thousand laws.

Zhuo Li nodded in disbelief, but subconsciously there was the deepest group of doubts.

The prince saw his doubts and said, "I know you can't fully believe it yet. Even if I don't believe it myself, it is absolutely impossible for someone who has a glimpse of the essence of the Tao to realize such a trick alone. However, since this person used this sword move, no one in heaven and earth can dodge this move. ”

Isn't that invincible in the world, ask the sword sky! Zhuo Li had a confident expression.

"It's not about hitting you, your beginner sword moves, whether it's moves or realms, or experience. compared to the man. There's no way to make a comparison. ”

If you can compare, it means that the distance is similar on a grade, and if you don't even have the qualifications to compare, that is an ant and an elephant......

It is a miracle that the first marrow washing can be successful, but Prince Yi is not interested in this miracle. Admiring his unique vision in his heart, the prince waved his sleeves and retreated.

It's just that the moment he walked out of the military tent, he hesitated slightly, his pace slowed down by half a beat, and said casually: "Since you know this sword move, you need to know its name." ”

Zhuo Li listened carefully......

"Defeated sword?" some didn't believe their ears. A sword move that wins the world, is actually called a defeated sword?

The prince seemed a little dissatisfied, and explained: "It's the 'defeat' of failure." ”

"Why!" Zhuo Li was snorting at the sword.

"If you can fight, there will be no martial arts. They have all used their swords, how miserable is this man's defeat?" the prince looked a little disappointed, and walked out of the military tent with an unsuitable pace.

Words and essays can explain the truth and convince others. There will be no swords and soldiers to meet each other, and they will fight on the battlefield. named "Defeated Sword", when this person created a sword move, his mood was sad?

A sword move is the best in the world, but what about it? how much blood will be shed, how many people will die, how many people will fight......

This is not the age of sentimentality, after the mixed feelings of the moment brought by the prince. Zhuo Li's emotions once again fell into the heroic spirit of a sword in hand and a pride in the crowd.

I don't know, the prince's intention is to let Zhuo Li experience the original artistic conception of the sword moves, and the young and ignorant is just entering the martial arts, and he soon deviated from the sword heart.

The sword is a tool for killing. Moves are ways to kill. Where is the real Kenshin?

The prince's understanding of the artistic conception of the sword is really correct, is Zhuo Li's astray sword heart really wrong?

For the next half month, the prince's guard of honor just stayed here. Because, Prince Yi did not give the order to "advance", he was very busy, he was busy "exchanging blood" for the prince's entourage.

As a result, all kinds of misfortunes befell the original honor guards and guards.

First, Commander Lu Yi was sent to Shengjing, and the reason for Lu Yi's injury was acceptable. The original guards around the prince had a hard time getting their grievances aggrieved.

Prince Yi's reason is: in front of His Royal Highness, foul language. If you don't respect the face of heaven, it will hurt the morals. There is a suspicion of tricking the prince into disturbing the military camp! But these guards who were sent back to China swore that they only praised the figure of the Persian dancing girl when they were on duty at night.

The women's hands are too rough, and they can't wash their clothes!

Dare to ask the prince, which woman's hands are not rough when washing clothes? Are your clothes used as rags? Every time you use a meal, the plates are clean and new, but the clothes are all grease. Let's wash it, but let's give some honey locusts? No? Who said the other day that the river water is dirty, and we should wash the river water and pour all the honey locusts into the river?

The imperial kitchen's osmanthus cake did not put salt!

Your Majesty, osmanthus cakes have been sweet since ancient times!

The groom washed the horse without washing his hands!

Lord, aren't the hands of men clean yet as horses?

The face of the guard brigade is stiff, and they don't know how to serve with a smile!

Are you a smiling singer as a guard, and a smile is useful?

The change of honor guards is the most absurd: let you go back, you will go back, why do you ask so much? If you don't go back, Lao Tzu will behead you with an order!

The accompanying imperial doctor who stayed at the end looked at Prince Yi with a smile on pins and needles. Before the prince could speak, he said: "The concubine in the old minister's family was born prematurely, let me go home for funeral." ”

In a panic, he ran out of the tent, jumped on horseback, and ran away like a fly.

Prince Yi nodded with satisfaction, looked at the imperial doctor who disappeared on the horizon, and scolded: "Old boy, no wonder you are only a six-rank imperial doctor after all these years. It's ridiculous to make up all the reasons why the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth!"

I don't know how many ridiculous reasons I have said these days.

In short, half a month. Prince Yi made full use of the power of the prince, showed the hegemonic character of holding power alone and covering the sky with one hand, and successfully implemented a series of unreasonable personnel change orders that had nothing to do.

There was a great deal of movement around the prince, and the familiar slaves and maids were replaced. Zhuo Li, the fake prince, can be regarded as sitting steadily.

Of course, this is not what Zhuo Li has to worry about, Prince Youyi is "misbehaving" in front of the tent, he just needs to nod his head at the right time and cooperate with the prince to play the double reed.

His mission was to learn court etiquette and prepare for a trip to the Persian Empire. Because his current identity is the crown prince of the Qing Empire.

Song Cheng's trip to Persia, called a foreign visit, was actually a hostage. The Qing Empire was defeated several times in its attacks on the Southern Ming Dynasty, losing troops and losing generals, and there was a serious shortage of soldiers; while the territory of the Southern Ming Dynasty was reduced, and the former Ming generals were gathered to defend the southeastern region, and the Yangtze River and Tianshan Mountains were dangerously guarded, but the enemy was strong.

When the prime minister of the dynasty offered advice: If you want to destroy Nanming, you can borrow troops in the hinterland. The hinterland refers to Persia in the northwest of the Qing Empire. The queen of the dynasty was the princess of Persia, although when she gave birth to the crown prince, she died in childbirth. But the nepotism between the two royal families is still there.

The strategy was put on the agenda, and the two countries exchanged messengers: the Qing borrowed troops, and the Persians demanded military expenses.

If you ask a country that has been marching south for a hundred years, apart from soldiers, the most lacking thing is probably gold and silver.

The agreement failed, and the two countries negotiated again. After the negotiations, Persia took a step forward and took the crown prince hostage first. When the Qing Empire could repay the military expenses, he sent the crown prince back to China.

If an agreement is reached, then it is a matter of performing specific things according to the agreement.

But it's a pity that Song Cheng's life is thin, and he was made on the road. This was Zhuo Li's idea, and he asked Prince Yi to try to prove whether his speculation was correct.

The prince just smiled and replied: Song Cheng is not dead, he will come back to find you and ask for his own things, just like someone will come to ask for his current left eye one day. And that day won't be long.

Since then, the prince's laughter has become the source of Zhuoli's cold war. Thinking that a great enemy would come to visit soon, Zhuo Li had palpitations. Fear turned into motivation, and he began to practice every day, only one sword move.

Whenever he saw Zhuo Li practicing his sword, the prince would be furious and scolded: "Is personal safety important, or is national affairs important?" and then snatched the sword and threw a bunch of dry and difficult subsets of scriptures and histories in front of Zhuo Li. Let him familiarize himself with the rote memorization......

It's your old man's enemy who has given me a tree! If you don't teach me to practice martial arts and defend myself, it's just that I will practice on my own, and you won't let me! What kind of truth is this?

Turning to the thought of the miasma and the miasma that the prince made in the prince's entourage, he felt that he took it for granted that he was doing this to himself.

"If you do not resist in oppression, you will perish in oppression. The prince spread out his palms and put on a posture that you could not bear.

"Resistance?!, but you are the prince, the fourteenth master, the auspicious rui of the country, and the guardian of the Qing Empire?" Zhuo Li weighed the disparity, and said helplessly.

As the prince once said: there is no comparison at all!

"So what?" the prince asked rhetorically, "You chose destruction, and you don't even have the courage to 'shine the sword'?"

"Courage?!"

A true element condensed, clenching his fists.

"Yes, that's power. The power of anger is courage, resistance, and hope! Use your brain, body and mind, remember it! The prince got up and walked outside.

"Alright, that's the end of today's lesson. Of course, I will continue to prevent you from practicing swords!"

People walked far away, and the sound still echoed clearly in their ears. Looking at the clenched fists, Zhuo Li was quietly in a daze.