Chapter Seventy-Seven: Using the Pen as a Sword
Xu Jiaorong led Li Yong and A Bao to clean up several exquisite houses in King Liang's mansion and moved in.
Zhang Yutang also regained his strength, stood aside, and watched the three of them busy with a smile.
"The wind rises!"
A talisman soared into the air, but saw the wind rise on the ground.
The dust was flying, and the weeds were swaying, clearing the yard of filth.
"Dao soldiers!"
A few points of sword qi condensed into dozens of Dao runes, and each Dao rune turned into a Dao soldier and fell to the ground:
"Master, what do you command?"
"Go clean up here!"
"Yes!" the Dao soldier suddenly commanded.
After instructing these Taoist soldiers to clean up, Zhang Yutang turned around and walked into the room, but Li Yong, A Bao, and Xu Jiaorong on the side were stunned for a long time, and then sighed:
"Childe, he is really a god. β
In the room, Zhang Yutang took off the star-chasing sword from his waist and put it in his hand to think carefully:
"Slash the Excalibur!"
"Could it be that this sword can easily slash the gods in the sky? otherwise, how could it be called the sword of the god by the old man. β
"Or is this sword able to break through the body of the gods, what the hell is going on, why don't I see it at all, what is so extraordinary about this divine sword?"
picked up the star-chasing sword, took advantage of the light, looked and looked, but still didn't find anything peculiar, and after going back and forth a few times, Zhang Yutang gave up.
This kind of thing can't be forced, you can only wait to go with the flow, if there is really a magical place, one day in the future, you will always find it.
After a big battle, everyone was exhausted, and after tidying up the room, they all slept quietly, the days were long and the nights were short, and they didn't realize that the moon was rising and setting again, and the day and night were turning.
A round of red sun freed up the horizon and spewed out a thousand rays of light.
When Li Yong, A Bao, and Xu Jiaorong got up early, Zhang Yutang had already begun to be in the courtyard, facing the east, absorbing the purple qi from the east, and strengthening himself.
And the waist-deep wild grass in the yard has been harvested cleanly, and some broken things have been thrown away, and the whole yard has been swept away, empty and flat.
Seeing the empty yard take on a new look, several people couldn't keep their mouths shut in surprise:
"Childe, did you do it alone, or did those people do it last night. β
Zhang Yutang retracted his momentum and walked over:
"Yesterday, I performed my illusion skills, used my sword qi to form a talisman, turned into a Taoist soldier, and cleaned it up. β
"In the future, let's settle down here, practice calligraphy and sword, and after a while, we won't leave, Miss Xu, Ah Bao, you go to buy oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea and rice, and make a fire to cook." β
"Li Yong, you go around and see if there are any hidden dangers in this house and yard. β
"Yes, Childe. β
The three of them answered, and then each went about his own business.
Only Zhang Yutang was left standing in the courtyard, looking at the sun in the east, thinking deeply.
"The way of drawing talismans has reached the point of two strokes of ghosts and gods, and it is really difficult to go further, unless it is a coincidence, I use the road runes to turn into heavenly soldiers, which can be regarded as the middle stage of the two strokes of ghosts and gods. β
"It's just that the Taoist soldiers are easy to draw, the heavenly soldiers are not easy, if you want to draw the spirit of the heavenly soldiers, unless I catch a heavenly soldier, study and study it well, there is hope. β
"Now we can only continue to increase the number of Dao soldiers, and slowly reach the point where we draw talismans as soldiers and come easily, and we hope to enter the middle stage of Erbi Ghost Shock. β
After pondering for a while, he paced a few more steps in the courtyard:
"In addition to the way of drawing talismans, I have condensed into the magic power of the sea Shengmingyue, in the future, as long as I ponder carefully, cultivate and grow, and the rest is only a sword technique, I can also make progress and enhance my strength. β
"The first sword move of the sword trick is the sword of killing, pay attention to ruthless killing, you must reveal the murderous aura from the spirit spirit, only by killing countless people, can you condense the murderous aura. β
"I can't kill countless people for no reason in order to condense murderous energy, so what have I become, just what should I do if I don't kill people to be able to condense murderous energy?"
Walking aimlessly in the yard, the autumn breeze is bleak, and the trees are falling.
Zhang Yutang frowned, thinking as he walked, and suddenly his son lit up and his face was bright:
"Yes, how did I forget, I comprehended the mountain character stunt in Phoenix Mountain, which is made by using the sword as a pen and combining the way of painting talismans with the text, and now I practice the way of killing the sword, but I can do the opposite. β
"As long as I use the pen as a sword, silently write murderous songs, and immerse myself in the murderous and heroic spirit, I can slowly condense the murderous spirit in the way of the sword. β
Excited, Zhang Yutang trotted into the room, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, took a breath quietly, and let his heart be as calm as water, before he picked up the pen and wrote one by one.
One stroke at a time, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.
---Shh
The paper couldn't withstand the sword qi and shattered on the spot.
A wolf's hair, too, cracked from it, almost torn apart, and could no longer be used.
"I haven't been able to control my sword qi very well, if I can let the sword qi send and receive from my heart and condense a little, I won't break the paper and destroy the wolf's hair. β
"After exercising in this way, I can not only better control the sword qi, but also be able to cultivate the sword of killing, and fortunately, I don't have to really kill countless lives to accumulate murderous energy, killing three birds with one stone, it is really God's eyes. β
Crash----
He threw the broken wolf hair and paper into the paper basket, took a pen and a piece of paper again, and spread them on the table.
Silently operating the sword technique of the Great Invisible Destroying Sword Qi, controlling a trace of extremely small sword qi, slowly infiltrated into the wolf, and the wolf revealed a sharp light with the infiltration of the sword qi.
"Ten ----!"
One horizontal and one vertical, the sword qi was like a rainbow---- and there was another snort, the paper was shattered, and the wolf was cracked.
"Calm and calm, as one. β
Zhang Yutang slowly immersed himself in the meditation kung fu of the way of drawing talismans, and naturally picked up the wolf hair on the table, splashed ink, and the sword qi swam:
"Ten steps to kill one person, the heart stops!"
The words are like swords, the murderous aura is endogenous, and there is a ray of light blooming, like a swordsman dancing with a sword.
So---
In this state of selflessness, Zhang Yutang used the pen as a sword and silently wrote a murderous song on silk:
"Go to the sword, pick the head and return to the --- at dusk"
Murderous and angry, sword light shoots bullfighting.
Finallyβ
After writing down the murder song in its entirety, Zhang Yurong felt dizzy.
Writing concentrating all the time consumes too much energy, especially using the soul to control the sword qi and sword intent, and not to smash the paper, which is even more mentally exhausting.
"Well---- if I continue to practice for such a long time, one day, I will be able to successfully cultivate the Sword of Killing. β
Looking at the paper, every word was sword and murderous, Zhang Yutang laughed with satisfaction:
"In the five hundred years of the Great Song Dynasty, which hero does not kill?"
"Childe, what are you doing, so happy?"
Ah Bao had already prepared his things, walked in, and saw that Zhang Yutang was happy, so he surrounded him:
"Tell Bao quickly, so that Bao will be happy and happy. β
"Nothing. β
Zhang Yutang said with a smile:
"I just thought of a way to practice swordsmanship, you go out to buy things, it's going well. β
"It's going well. β
Ah Bao said excitedly:
"When I was shopping, I heard a strange thing, the Jinshan Temple, which had not been full of incense, was recently said to be on fire, and the reason for the fire was because the white lotus fell from the sky, which can make mortals ascend to immortals. β