But this does not mean that the move can be dispensable. The so-called technique, both internal and external, it would be equivalent to an empty Baoshan and one will not know how to use it.
Yan Fengge, a leader of martial arts, knows that people who learn swords, too many swords are easy to get others dazzle, if you don’t know how to use them, it’s better to simplify them, so he integrates all the swords of Xuandu Mountain, and only two sets are left that know the technique. One of them is the famous Cang Langjian.
Xuan Dushan's swords and tricks merge with the Taoist quietness and inaction, the principle of Taoism is natural, paying attention to the static brake, the post-production, the lightnessand elegance, the indulgent temper is just in line with it, and it become more effective.
However, as he began to cultivate the instinct in "Zhu Yang Ce", the original swordsmanship has gradually become less suitable, because Zhu Yangze's infuriating spirit not only contains Taoist principles, but also incorporates the essence of Confucianism and Buddhism, The fineness of the Confucius, the fierceness of the Buddha's door, can not be reflected in the swords and waves.
However, all things in the world, even though they are different, have always been similar. Only when he saw the man dancing while writing calligraphy, although the other party was in the middle of the city, it seemed he was doing the work of making money, but in actuality, he does not think that he needs to please the onlookers. Instead, he is immersed in what he has done, dancing and concentrating, and his Western dance is bold and heroic. The combination of calligraphy is a delicate work. Singular harmony, others may only think that his movements are very good-looking, but Shen Qiao suddenly touched his analogy and realized a new set of swordsmanship.
At this time, his sword fell, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, the leaves of the winter fell, and everything was withered. However, one person and one sword swept away, sometimes turned around, sometimes spring and rain, soft if nothing, sometimes just over the Buddha, and vigorously popular .
The heart is in the sword, the sword is in the person, and the two things are forgotten, everything becomes clear.
The dead wood around him seems to have the same feelings. When the sword is angry, the dead woods fall down. The original dry and hard soil on the ground, and the occasional dead leaves are smashed by the sword. They are cut off the branch, but did not land, instead were swept around the sword.
The tip of the sword trembled, the dead leaves seemed to follow the slightest tremble, and then they shot to the front, and quickly went to the trunk of Sanzhang. They didn't show a half point and didn't leave a little mark.
It is not uncommon for the master to infuse the fallen leaves with the infuriating air, but with the sword, the realm is even higher.The mountain river and the sorrowful sword creaked, and it seemed to fluctuate with the mood of the master. There were hidden mountains and rivers, the sound of wind and thunder, and the Jianguang was not glaring. It only covered the thin layer of the sword, which was more than before. Soft, but this layer of sword light can actually move with the indulgence of the mind, when the time is hidden, and it rises and falls.
After a set of swordsmanship was completed, Shen Qiao took his sword and stood up slowly. The feeling of stirring in his heart had not calmed down, but his chest was full of blood and he started vomiting.
He understands that this is because the realm of his "Sword Heart" has not yet been stabilized, and the internal force does not match the external stroke, so the sake of the sword is reversed.
Last time he fought a battle with Kunxie, although he was so frightened and scared by his swordsmanship, it was like a meteor passing through the sky. It flashed away, maybe it could be seen occasionally, but it could not be grasped in his hands for a long time. Now, it is barely the first step.
The person who learns Wuwu’s lifelong pursuit is nothing more than continuous improvement and a higher level. Therefore, the low-handed look up to the master, the master hopes to continue climbing upwards. Learning is boundless.
Sword God is only in the legend, in addition to the Warring States when the general, used his life to achieve the realm of the sword god. In addition, almost no one has been able to reach this level since ancient times.
As for the realm of Jianxin, looking at the world, going back several decades, only Tao Hongjing and Qi Fengge reached it.
Those people are gone. Now,Tao Hongjing and Yan Wushi will eventually become history.
And Shen Qiao was still living in the moment.
Shen Qiao took his sword and stood in the same place, slowly adjusting the disordered atmosphere, and the feeling of dizziness gradually dispersed. He suddenly remembered a very serious matter: he had forgotten Yan Wushi in the restaurant.
Shen Qiao screamed badly, and immediately flew back to the city.
Yan Wushi had no penny left on him and if the servant came forward to him to pay for his food, even if it was the relatively harmless "Xie Ling" is now ruling this temperament, it is difficult to imagine what the other party will do.
When he thought of it, he was a little quicker and returned to the original restaurant in the blink of an eye.
Sure enough, on the second floor, at the window, there were seven or eight people next to their location. Among them, there were restaurants and other diners.
Yan was being stared at by everyone, but he did not move. The face under his scarf was unclear, and it looked like he was reprimanded and he didn’t dare to move.
Shen Qiao quickly rushed forward: "I really am sorry, I just left to attend to something for a while, how much money is it, I will give you!"
The East is a Han Chinese. Seeing Shen Qiao was like seeing a savior, bitterly said: "This Lang Jun, we are also a small business. It is difficult to run our business in a foreign country. I really don't want to cause any trouble. This little lady didn't bring any money and, you just haven't come back yet, Who knows that the little lady was still unwilling to go even after we persuaded her, she ...."
Shen Qiao followed the talk of the owner and saw that the table had been broken including a pile of powdered cups and half of the chopsticks that had not been placed on the table, and the corner of his mouth could not help but twist.Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but cry, as he had to pay the loss of the tableware.
"Yan Wushi... or Xie Ling?" Shen asked.
Shen Qiao: "Yeah."
Shen Qiao nervously coughed: "I can't help it. I saw that person dancing, and I wanted to give him some money."
He came downstairs with Yan Wushi and the man was still jumping, but in the cold, he was full of sweat.
Unfortunately, in the copper plate in front of him, there are few copper coins, and there were fewer visitors.
Shen Qiao counted nearly half of the copper plate in his arm and placed it in the copper plate. The man opened his mouth and thanked him for his generosity. He was slightly decapitated by him, and he left Yan Wushi.
After a few steps, Yan Wushi suddenly said: "Give him more."
Shen Qiao smiled and said: "There is no way to plant a willow, he helped me to understand Jianxin. I feel that I have given less, but we don't have much money on our selves now. We can only do our best."
He wasn't Yan Wushi so, he didn't talk.
His words are less than usual, and he figured he thought whether he had just abandoned him and let the other party’s heart be frustrated. After all, “Xie Ling” was different from the real Yan Wushi. He smiled and apologized: “I still returned. Are you angry? Don't be angry, I did wrong, I shouldn't have left you. I was really immersed in the epiphany at the time, I couldn't wait to evolve that set of swords, so I neglected you wanted to eat and went out to play, Don't worry I will buy something for you."
Yan Wushi was silent for a moment and said: "sugar people."
Shen Qiao: "..."
When the other party said that he wanted a sugar person, he would regret it a bit, but he dug his own pit. Since he couldn’t cash it, he had to find the original sugar man in front of him, and the hawkers still recognized them and strangely smiled: "You two are back? But still want to buy sugar people?"
Shen Qiao: "Yes, one more."
Yan Wushi: "Two."
"..." Shen Qiao couldn't compromise: "Then two."
When a business is delivered to someone's door, who will refuse it, the hawker smiles and moves quickly, and the two sugar people are immediately given out to them.
Yan Wushi took one in one hand, biting and squeaking, Shen Qiao had no choice but to listen, and took then to stay at an inn.
When they entered the room, it was a one-person bed, and one person could meditate. Now, his skill is gradually restored. Therefore, when you are free, you will Begin meditation instead of sleeping, because the former can not only practice but also rest.
Shen Qiao looked at Yan Wushi and said: "Since the scorpion can repair your magic, you are best now..."
Halfway through, he suddenly couldn’t say anything.
Because Yan Wushi who took off his scarf had already started eating the first sugar man, he was slowly licking the "head" of another sugar man, and he was stunned by the "sugar man shen Qiao".
Shen Qiao: "...what are you doing?"
Yan Wushi: "I'm a little full, so I'm going to eat it slowly."
Shen Qiao can't say that he wasn't embarrassed as it's especially strange to look at it, because he was eating sugar made of his likeness, so it makes him feel more worried.He can only choose to pretend as if he saw nothing, and finish the words that have not been completed: "The Central Plains is no better than the Western Regions. Once we enter the country, our whereabouts will be exposed sooner or later. Now there are options in hand, your flaws are just around the corner, and you may wish to have time. Think more about it."
After talking about it, he couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh: "In fact, if you are really Yan Wushi, you will not be able to make such a statement."
Yan Wushi suddenly said: "If my magic is repaired, Xie Ling may not be there."
Shen Qiao gathered a smile. He only sighed a little: "But he can never do this all the time. Xie Ling is willing, but Yan Wushi may not be willing."
"Xie Ling" is one part of Yan Wushi, but Yan Wushi can never return to save him after leaving.
Perhaps every stone heart is full of softness, even if it is very small, and Xie Ling is divided into this silk soft, he poured it into Shen Qiao proving he was the most trustworthy.
However, when one day, "Xie Ling" disappeared, this softness, will it disappear with him?
There is Yan Wushi, but he still had selfish indifference, and will not be shaken by any personal feelings.
The other party looked at him, his eyes were dark, his focus was clear, and he did not contain any impurities. This is what Shen Yu has never seen in other temperaments.
This is Xie Ling, not Yan Wushi.
He told himself, then walked over and gently stroked the other's head.
The other party allowed him to act, just raising his chin slightly and making an approximate temper.
This is an action that only Xie Ling will make.
Suddenly, his heart suddenly became soft, and there was a little bit of sadness that could not be said.
The head trauma has gradually begun to heal under the action of Yuxirong, but the damaged meridians needed to be repaired, but they can not be completed overnight. Yan Wushi can change his temperament now, and may not be able to concentrate on cultivation. For example, now, his body is soft. When the temperament comes to dominate, the desire will be reduced to a minimum, and his idea seems to be simple minded. Even a sugar person can satisfy him.
"The cymbals is still on you? Show me." Shen Qiao said.
The other party handed him the film in his hand.
Sinking took the scorpion and squinted at it carefully. The scorpion scorpion was embroidered with silk thread instead of ink pen, so it didn't fade after years.
As mentioned above, it is indeed related to the magic door martial arts. Tao Hongjing had seen the martial arts classics of the Sun and Moon sects in the past, and he spoke about a thousand words. Most of them are comments on the martial arts martial arts and their own sentiments. There is no specific reference on how to learn. The secret method of practicing the magic door martial arts couldn't be discerned by Shen Qiao because of his poor eyesight, He barely read through the weak candlelight, his eyes are a bit sour and the pain was bunbearable, he almost shed tears.
"There is no mention of how to repair the magical flaws?" He was a bit strange, and he handed back the piece.
Yan Wushi: "Yes. There is"
Sinking: "Where?"
Yan Wushi shook his head.
After a while, he said again: "I don't know, but he knows."
It means "Xie Ling" does not know, but the Master Yan knows.
Shen Qiao nodded, did not ask more, he waited for the other party to fall asleep, only to find a piece of scorpion meditating.The moonlight is like water, and the time is getting late.
Even the distant dog bark disappeared, and the heavens and the earth fell into a deep sleep, and peace was seen from the inside out.
The person on the bed slept unsteadily, and his body occasionally made a slight loss.
Shen Qiao noticed his movements, opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Xie Ling?" he whispered.
The other side’s brows tightened and he seemed to be in a nightmare.
Shen Qiao reached out to touch his forehead, but he did not touch the skin, and the other party opened his eyes.
This is not "Xie Ling"!
Touching the other person's eyes, he looked so angry and nervous, and took his hand back.
But the action of the Master Yan is far faster than he imagined, and the other side rose like a ghost, and his lightning striked Shen Qiao!
"Oh, Master Yan, it is me!" Shen said.
But it didn't help, the other side didn't care. His shots are hot, and his tricks are the fierceness of human life.
Yan Wushi is seriously injured, but it is not martial arts. Shen Qiao suddenly realized this, and the other party rarely gave it before, so it was an illusion.
However, even if he is truly unskilled, it is impossible to open your eyes and ignore the attack on others. This is obviously a manifestation of confusion.
Suddenly remembering what Banna had said that Yan Wushi held her neck, but after that, Shen Qiao had never seen the other side show a fierce and irrational behavior, so he gradually forgot the matter.
Is this a showcase by many other temperaments?
He had no choice as the two sides exchanged a few tricks, and now the unskilled Yan Wushi is not Shen Qiao's opponent, but to avoid the movement and alarm others at the inn, Shen Qiao took the opportunity to head to the other side of the road.
Yan Wushi tried to resist, but Shen Qiao held him in time, but found that the other's face suddenly became congested and red, busy looking at the pulse, found that there is no disorder in the body of the teacher, roaming around, there are obvious signs of anxiety. He could not help but be surprised, and quickly solved the other's acupuncture points.
But when the acupuncture point was solved, he didn't know how Yan Wushi reached out and grabbed his neck. When he got closer, he bit his lip directly!
The impact hurt, and his hand wraps around his neck while the other side falls softly on him.
It was quiet.
Shen Qiao sighed and took up the wrist of Yan Wushi. This exploration could not help but make him scream.
If the other party is still in a state of ignorance, it will not be long before the pulse has completely calmed down, but it still showed the opposite vitality.
Always waiting
ReplyDelete'Sinking'? Is this google translated?
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