Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 64 Yan Zangfeng's Swordsmanship
It was a sunny day, and the blue sky was as clear as a wash. My fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli had checked the hexagrams and said that today is a good day, suitable for a long journey.

In fact, regardless of whether today is a good day or not, we have to go, Zongmen Lingzhou will not wait for anyone.

At the port where the Golden Rainbow Valley Sect moored a large spirit boat, Zhang Lie simply brought some luggage and was about to board the spirit boat to Lifeng Mountain. Although his fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli saw him off, he did not intend to follow.

The reason is very simple. The more than 20 acres of lingering fields contracted by Zhang Lie in Honghefang are already harvesting, and such lingering fields have to be contracted for ten years. Zhang Chuanli is really reluctant to part with the harvest of these lingering rice. Zhang Lie's original intention of farming is to understand the way water and trees grow.

"Yuan Lie, when we get there, we won't be afraid of troubles and we won't make troubles. You have enough resources to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, so An Anxin will stay at the Submarine Cultivation for five years, and then come back to prepare to attack the Foundation Establishment Realm."

The old man was nagging, and he didn't know if people would become nagging as they got older.

There are quite a few people waiting for the spirit boat at the port, and the most eye-catching ones are a group of young and beautiful Kunxiu dressed in silver robes. Most of them have bright eyes, white teeth, and snow-white skin. monks.

In the area occupied by Huanxin Sect, because of the strong yin power of the earth veins, most of the people with spiritual roots are women. Therefore, the number of Kunxiu in this sect is relatively the largest among the seven sects of Yue Kingdom.

A large group of pleasing girls gathered together is of course extremely attractive. The few male monks in the Huanxin Sect often glared at the excessive attention around them.

This is the natural nature of young men and women. They have been preaching the Tao for too short a time, and some natural natures will still dominate their behavior.

"These Humeizi of the Huanxin Sect are not a good match. This sect has the foundation of the Demon Sect. Yuan Lie, don't be fooled by them. If you lose your true yang, that will be bad for future foundation building. In Lifeng Mountain Cultivate the Dao well, and in the future, if you find a Taoist companion, you will also look for it in this sect, knowing the root and the bottom."

"Fourth Uncle, I didn't think about it at first. As soon as you said that the Huanxin Sect has the foundation of the Demon Sect, I became interested immediately. The female cultivator of the magic way looks at Meixing to attract bees and butterflies, how interesting it is!"

Fourth Uncle Zhang Chuanli: "..."

"Hahahaha, I was just joking with you. I know, I know Fourth Uncle, then I'm leaving. Lingtian can deal with it casually, and you don't need to work too hard for it."

Laughing loudly, being kicked by the fourth uncle who was blowing his beard and staring with anger, Zhang Lie carried his luggage and boarded the large spirit boat, then stood on the edge and waved goodbye to the fourth uncle.

"Fourth Uncle, take care of yourself. Remember to drink the ginseng wine I made for you. It's for you, not for you to show off."

"This old man, the older he gets, the more emotional he becomes. Why is he weeping again?"

Although he was talking to himself like this, Zhang Lie knew in his heart that for so many years, he had taken care of and protected himself since he was a child, and his fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli had long regarded himself as his child.

Feelings are something that comes out of giving and getting along with each other. If you get along with each other for a long time, you will have feelings, but if you get along with them for a while, your feelings will become weak. This is the case everywhere.

The so-called: "Mo Yan meets a fairy in the flower, but replaces the golden scorpion with tiles. The roots of the tree are rotten and the leaves are green, and the sea of ​​​​qi blows and dies like an arrow."

Mainstream immortal cultivators are not taboo about yin and yang in the world, and men and women have the same nationality, but suggest that immortal cultivators who have further possibilities should not lose their true yang and true yin too early before they build their foundations.

Although the method of double cultivation is the great way, it is also a dangerous method of planting lotus in the fire, turning consciousness into wisdom, and turning somersaults on the tip of a needle. It must be done by those with great courage and perseverance.

It's a bit like falling in love was not recommended before the college entrance examination in the previous life. Some people could not be affected or even strengthen each other, but most ordinary people couldn't do it.

Anyone who uses special cases to make sense is nonsense.

Regardless of the role of true yang and true yin in cultivating the foundation, some monks still choose to indulge in the momentary pleasure of men and women even though they know it will hinder the road. If you seek the Dao again, you will fall behind in terms of xinxing.

After boarding the large spirit boat, Zhang Lie found his single room with his luggage and a wooden sign, and checked in.

There are drum wings on both sides of the large spirit boat, which can fly against the wind. The average escape speed of thousands of miles is far faster than that of Feijian, but it cannot be too stable after all, and there is still a slight sense of bumps.

After Zhang Lie placed the spirit rice, fish and other food that his fourth uncle had prepared for him, he lay on his back on the bed, resting his head on his arms, and flipped through a sword manual: "Thirteen Sword Styles of the Yan Family".

This was obtained by Zhang Lie from Yan Zangfeng's Kunshan ring four years ago.

Zang Feng really didn't expect that he would die in the Nether Abyss, so he brought the sword manual that recorded his family's sword skills and his life experience with him.

For Yan Zangfeng, Zhang Lie admired Yan Zangfeng after knowing his life and his swordsmanship. Although the two sides were rivals, Zhang Lie did not seem to respect this person. It should be possible to go further:

"...Remember, the sword is not a friend, not a lover. It is cold and ruthless, and you have to hold the hilt firmly, otherwise you will be hurt by the sword!"

This is a paragraph of text written by Yan Zangfeng with a red cinnabar pen on the title page of the sword manual. It was obviously used by him to alert himself. It is a profound method of transformation.

The path of sword cultivation in this world starts with the foundation establishment realm:

Sword cultivators are not much different from other cultivators in Qi training except that they are better at swordsmanship, but after building the foundation, sword cultivators transform all their magic power into extremely powerful sword energy. This is how sword cultivators fight. The field of combat is far beyond the important foundation of most monks.

However, there are advantages and disadvantages. This method of completely converting mana into sword energy makes it difficult for sword cultivators to refine weapons, talismans, and alchemy. device.

And the Heavenly Tribulation of the sword cultivator has always been very strong. As long as he transforms his mana to become a real sword cultivator, even if he has never left the mountain gate to commit murder, the Heavenly Tribulation is far stronger than other monks when he condenses the golden core.

"It's no wonder that the sword cultivator who was the founding Taoist system of the Xuanhuang world is almost extinct in this world. The price paid is a bit high. However, this is just the words of Yan Zangfeng's family. There must be something to create such a glorious and powerful history. The saving grace is that the most powerful sword immortals in history seem to have some powerful magic weapons."

"First I said 'cold and ruthless', and then this is the method of transforming the shape and quality of the sword. It seems that Yan Zangfeng was also entangled in private. At that time, he had no chance to build a foundation..." Zhang Lie read it Comparing the secret method of transformation of sword qi form and quality with the Disha Sword Sutra as his own foundation, I always feel that Yan Zangfeng's comprehension is specious, and it seems that there is a bias somewhere.

But limited by his own cultivation and vision, he couldn't find any problems for a while.

Fortunately, such things as foundation building are still far away from me, and I must at least comprehend the meaning of the golden practice first.

If not, Zhang Lie evaluates that by taking the foundation building pill now, he can at most advance to the supernatural foundation building, or the one whose foundation is not very solid. The understanding of supernatural powers is partly due to the role of luck.

But after comprehending the meaning of Jin Xingfa, Zhang Lie felt that he would have a chance to have a glimpse of the so-called "foundation first" avenue of foundation building.

At the same time, when Zhang Lie was lying on his back on the bed in the middle and lower floors of the large spirit boat, reading and thinking.

Among the pavilions and pavilions on the upper floor of the large spirit boat, a group of monks in charge of the Golden Rainbow Valley Sect are welcoming the temporary residence of Wang Wanyi, the ancestor of the Purple Mansion.

Recently, Wang Wanyi returned to the Golden Rainbow Valley due to some business, and then boarded the spirit boat to return to Lifeng Mountain. In fact, she didn't like Lifeng Mountain very much. The aura of the spirit vein was not as strong as that of the Golden Rainbow Valley, and it was not comfortable to live in. Because of the involvement of the Netherworld Abyss mission, she had to take the blame and make meritorious service, and went to Lifeng Mountain to suffer for several years.

At this moment, the female cultivator in black was also flipping through the classic Taoism. In the rockery in the room, a big blue snake with scales and long horns was swimming.

It suddenly pounced and bit a spirit bird standing on the rockery, no matter how much it struggled, it refused to let go until it swallowed it completely.

As for this, the female cultivator in Xuanyi drank tea and flipped through the Dao Cang in her hand, without turning her eyes.

After half a day, the sky gradually darkened.

"The old ancestor said that my foundation is shallow. If I don't hone it to make up for it, I will stop at the purple mansion in this life. The way I can think of is to do more things and read Daozang, but... is this really useful?"

"How many years do I have to look forward to, 100 years or 200 years? Use my life path to bet on a possibility?"

Finally, let out a long breath.

The slightly irritated book was thrown on the jade table in front of her. She had been reading it for a long time, but until now she found nothing, so she would inevitably feel irritated.

"Even Qisha, the killer, has successfully broken through the Zifu realm. His breakthrough did not use any auxiliary spirits. His future potential is amazing. Even the ancestors have to look at it. How can my monks of the Wang family fall here? After people?"

Just when thoughts were flying in her mind, making Wang Wanyi feel a little upset, there was suddenly faint music coming from outside.

This is because the accompanying attendant forgot to raise the soundproof circle. If it is fully opened, it is impossible for the sound to come in.

"What's that sound?"

Caressing the red pillar of the pavilion with one hand, and stroking the forehead with the other, the long-haired female cultivator asked with a frown.

Hearing this, when the maids serving on the left and right looked at each other and were a little panicked, a blue-clothed deacon of the Zongmen immediately ran in. After saluting respectfully, he said:
"Report to the ancestor that it is a monk from the Illusory Heart Sect who is riding a spirit boat, and they are holding the Qianxiu Dharma Assembly. This is a customary routine, but it was negligence that disturbed the ancestor, and the disciples and grandchildren immediately went out to dismiss them."

"...There is no need, since it is a customary practice, there is no need to make changes because of my arrival."

If the Shangxiu of the Zifu Realm can calm down, even if a landslide falls beside them, it will not affect their concentration.If one's own spiritual platform is disturbing, then how clean the outside world is is meaningless.

Wang Wanyi knew this in her own hands, and with a wave of her hand, the blue-clothed deacon of the sect retreated, and she herself came to the railing of the pavilion and looked down:
I saw flying lanterns hanging everywhere below, it was brightly lit, crowded with people, and it was extremely lively.

And at this time Zhang Lie was also in it, the rooms on the middle and lower floors of the spirit boat didn't have a soundproof circle, and when he heard the sound of singing and dancing outside, Zhang Lie didn't have to work hard at this time, closed the sword manual, and walked out Room.

The deck of the large spirit boat is extremely spacious, and it is completely within the boundaries of the Golden Rainbow Valley Sect, so its safety is also guaranteed, so there are even people setting up stalls around the corners to trade, even though they are not very high-level herbs, magic weapons, and talismans. But also readily available.

"Party, night market?"

There are long tables on both sides of the deck. There are all kinds of delicacies on the long tables, but most of them are not spiritual food, just ordinary food.

The most striking thing among them is the singing and dancing of those monks of the Illusory Heart Sect. The male monks of the Illusory Heart Sect are good at musical instruments such as long qin and flute, while the female monks of this sect are good at singing and dancing. The beautiful female cultivator flies into the sky and dances. Although she is covered by aura and the beauty is not clear, she still attracts attention.

"Ah, there is no cost for this kind of puja. The Golden Rainbow Valley has a place, and the Illusory Heart Sect has staff, and they have earned the Lingshi official and stewards. Those who do things in the two schools can share some benefits, and even promote most people to ride the spirit. The boat experience is indeed beneficial and harmless.”

The large spirit boats that are offered to the sect consume a lot of spirit stones, so it is impossible to only take the monks of the Jinhong Valley and the Huanxin Sect. Ordinary casual monks are also allowed to pass, which not only serves as a transit hub for transportation , and spirit stones can be collected to subsidize consumption.

From the voices of people around, Zhang Lie already knew that this night market was called Qianxiu Dharma Conference, and it had been held many times, and some people even came to participate in this Dharma Conference.

"It's an unexpected sideshow for me, and it's good to increase my knowledge."

Scanning the stalls of the casual cultivators on the deck one by one, he found that there was nothing that could make his heart move. Zhang Lie was not surprised by this. Good things are usually found in the shops, and casual cultivating is difficult. Lingshi wished he could break it into two flowers, and wanted to pick up the leak in their hands?In fact, it is not easy.

It is not easy to buy but not to sell. In most cases, it is not easy not to be cheated by them.

After turning around twice, I found that there was really nothing that moved my heart.Zhang Lie came to the area near the center of the deck, where the Illusory Mind Sect monks were performing.

At this moment, the public performance happened to end, and the water magic circle was raised. If you didn't hand in the spirit stone to get the jade talisman and walk into it at this time, you could only see vaguely through the water curtain and not hear clearly.

The spirit stones he wants are not too many, just two low-grade spirit stones. Zhang Lie happily handed over the spirit stones and walked into the water curtain. He felt his feet go soft, and then realized that the deck floor was covered with a lot of colorful flowers. flowers and trees.

Immediately afterwards, a group of beautiful female nuns from the Huanxin Sect in cool clothes flew down happily, like a group of carefree girls next door, or a group of mountain ghosts in myths and legends.

Halfway through the run, their bodies stopped suddenly.

Two bright and clean jade arms like lotus roots slowly stretched upwards, like flower branches slowly blooming.The slender jade fingers stand together or stand up, and the shape of the hands is constantly changing, just like a peacock dancing proudly.

They were dressed in light veils, but there were golden bells tied on their wrists and ankles, and their nails were also golden, trembling under the moonlight, shining with a cold luster:
"If someone looks like a mountain, he will be taken by Xue Lixi. You can look at me and laugh, and Zi Muyu is kind and graceful."

"Take the red leopard and follow the raccoon, and the magnolia car and tie the osmanthus flag. I was taken by Shi Lan to Du Heng, and I lost Fangxin's thoughts."

"The rest of the place is secluded and the sky can't be seen. The road is dangerous and difficult. It's the only way to come. It's independent on the mountain, and the clouds are rosy and down."

"It's dark and dark, and the day is dark, and the east wind is blowing and the gods are raining. Staying in spiritual practice, forgetting to return, and the age is as beautiful as it is."

Accompanied by the sound of pianos and flutes all around, this group of female cultivators of the Illusory Heart Sect seemed to bring everyone into a dreamland of blur and tranquility.

Even Zhang Lie had to admit that the sensuality in front of his eyes was extremely beautiful, especially the woman among the female cultivators of the Illusory Heart Sect who led the dance on the red leopard.

With black hair like ink and smooth skin like snow, she has the innocence of a girl, the innocence of a girl, the charm of a woman, and even the beauty of a mother.

Only the world of cultivating immortals who can explore the evolution of life can have such an experience and give birth to such a woman.

She may already be a mother, because she has successfully broken through and established a foundation, and then returned to her youthful years, so she can achieve the beauty of women in different periods at the same time.

"If you can enjoy life to the fullest, what regrets do you have in death? Under the brilliance of love, desire, and spirit, drink wine and sing songs to your heart's content until immortality."

"It's so natural, innocent and untainted, it's close to the Tao. However, no matter how you look at it, this kind of road still has some shadows of the magic way, and it's not something that most people play well."

Although he made such an emotional judgment in his heart, Zhang Lie did not deny that the scenery in front of him was extremely pleasing to the eye.

Because of this, he felt a little dull for a while, flipped his hand and took out a gourd of wine from Kunshan Ring, opened the stopper, a burst of acrid smell of wine wafted out, Zhang Lie raised his head and swallowed it, gulping and gulping.

"You are quite courageous. You are not afraid of losing your life if you run around with such a low-level middle-grade ring wearing a third-rank middle-grade ring?"

At this moment, such a voice came from beside him.

Zhang Lie followed the prestige and saw a black-clothed monk wearing a bamboo hat to cover his face.

"This ring has a hidden idea, and it's the least expensive thing to exchange for my loot. Besides, I've been in the sect for a long time. No one would go to the Golden Rainbow Valley for a third-tier middle-grade ring. Brother, drink Is it? I soaked the burning knife myself, try it."

The one who would hand in the spirit stone to enter here to see the beauty in front of him was of course Qianxiu. Zhang Lie casually threw the wine gourd in his hand, and the black-clothed monk took it with his hands.

"You can enjoy life to the fullest, so what regrets do you have in death? Just because of your words, I will have a drink with you." As he spoke, the black-clothed monk raised the wine gourd and poured the spicy wine without touching himself. Flowing like a gulp like a whale swallowing.

After drinking, the monk in black threw back the empty wine gourd to Zhang Lie, then turned and left.

Only Zhang Lie was left holding the already empty wine gourd with a confused face: "I just let you take a sip, I didn't let you drink it all up. I really drank it all up, and I didn't have a sip left?"

Zhang Lie held up the wine gourd and found that there was really no drop of wine.

(End of this chapter)