From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 35
On the cliff stone platform where the sword mound was located, the wind was blowing vigorously, blowing Lin Qingxuan's clothes and the feathers of the divine sculpture, but Lin Qingxuan watched the divine sculpture's movements intently.

After a few low-pitched murmurs, the divine eagle stretched out its sharp claws and grabbed the stones on the sword mound. After a while, the rubble was gone, revealing a large stone slab.

On the slate were neatly arranged the Qingfeng sword and the stone bars that replaced the Ziwei soft sword, as well as the third black iron epee and the last wooden sword.

Lin Qingxuan was curious, and took them out one by one, and sure enough, the corresponding words were engraved on the stone slab under the sword.

"Fierce, tough, and invincible, before the weak, he used it to compete with the heroes of Heshuo." These words corresponded to the first Qingfeng sword, which looked extremely sharp, especially better than the Nine True Swords.

The second sentence under the stone strip is still-"Ziwei soft sword, used before the age of 30, it is ominous to accidentally injure a righteous man, so it is abandoned in the deep valley."

Under the dark iron epee is a line of small words: "The epee has no edge, and the skill is useless. Before the age of 40, rely on it to run rampant in the world."

Finally, engraved under the wooden sword: "After the age of 40, don't stick to things. Plants, trees, bamboo and stones can all be used as swords. Since then, I have been intensively practicing and gradually progressing to the realm where no sword is better than having a sword."

"Don't stick to things... All plants, trees, bamboo and stones can be swords... Gradually progress to the realm where no sword is better than sword..."

This state, the more successful Lin Qingxuan has cultivated, the more unpredictable he feels. He secretly speculates that only the few great mythological masters can reach it.

Lifting the slate and seeing nothing, he glanced around on the smooth stone platform and found that there was nowhere to hide the Nine Swords of Dugu, Lin Qingxuan muttered to himself: "The Nine Swords of Dugu must be hidden here. , but not in the Sword Tomb."

As soon as the thought moved, Lin Qingxuan looked forward and said in his heart: "There are only two places in the barren valley where you can hide things, but there is no place in the sword mound. The secret book of Dugu Jiujian must be hidden in the stone tomb of Dugu seeking defeat."

If Lin Qingxuan had said nothing two years ago, he would have tried to find a way to find the secret of Dugu's Nine Swords, because at that time all he wanted was to practice martial arts.

But now that Lin Qingxuan was successful in martial arts, and Taoism's kung fu for self-cultivation and self-cultivation was also revealed, the idea of ​​finding secrets from the tombs was suppressed immediately, and he thought: "Let's not say that destroying people's tombs is too rude and offensive, it is a divine sculpture If I'm sincere, I shouldn't insult his old master.

Besides, the main purpose of my coming here is to find out whether the Bodhisattva snake can prolong its life, and also to increase my internal strength. I already embrace the authentic martial arts of Xuanmen, and I still need to practice in the same vein. People, the Dugu Nine Swords are good, but they are only outsider martial arts.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Qingxuan decided that Dugu Jiujian was no longer needed. He figured out this section, let go of his greed, and felt relieved for a while.

Lin Qingxuan was slightly startled, thought for a moment, and said, "The sage goes to extremes, to extravagance, and to Thailand, it is very excessive, extravagance is greed, and Thailand is the ultimate, if these three thoughts are not eliminated, it is not high.

Hehe, I have already had this idea when I want to be a high Taoist, but it seems that I don't want to force the Nine Swords of Dugu. To give up this best swordsmanship in the world is to let go of my greed. It is based on Taoist cultivation. One more layer. "

Shendiao cooed a few times, and when Lin Qingxuan looked over, he picked up the black iron epee and handed it to him.

Lin Qingxuan understood that Shendiao deliberately imitated its experience in the game of fighting against the loneliness and defeating the sword. He didn't know that he missed the old master. When he was close to himself, he could only think of doing things with people, or he wanted to guide and instruct himself to cultivate. Black iron swordsmanship.

Although Lin Qingxuan didn't understand the real thoughts of the divine eagle, he knew that it was a good intention. He stretched out his hand to take it, and hurriedly grabbed it with a heavy wrist. It was estimated that the three-foot-long black iron epee weighed eight or ninety kilograms. Qing Xuan waved his arms and practiced a set of Quanzhen swordsmanship.

After standing still, Lin Qingxuan only felt that the internal energy consumption was not much, and he knew that his strength had increased a lot. He turned around and was about to speak when he heard a coo, and the divine eagle swung its right wing and hit his thigh.

The evil wind hit his face, and Lin Qingxuan used his sword to resist with a move of his wrist.

The wings hit the black iron epee, and Lin Qingxuan only felt that the strength was too strong, so he took three steps back before standing still.

The divine eagle cooed happily, and the sharp beak stabbed down. Lin Qingxuan hurriedly responded with Quanzhen swordsmanship.

When the eagle swung his wings again, Lin Qingxuan tried his best to block it, and he felt a huge shock in his arm, so he took a step back and said, "Brother eagle, hold on!"

Shendiao moved for a while, then tilted his head to look at Lin Qingxuan.

Lin Qingxuan panted and said, "Brother Sculpture, I'm not Senior Sword Demon Dugu. I'm exhausted to be able to fight against you for more than a dozen moves. Let's practice after I rest."

After Lin Qingxuan finished speaking, he threw his black iron epee and sat on the stone platform meditating hard.

When Lin Qingxuan woke up from Zhou Tian, ​​he saw that in front of him were four or five Bodhisattva snakes with blood holes pecked out of their bodies.

Lin Qingxuan was not polite, he waved the Nine True Sword and cut open the snake's body, took out five snake galls and swallowed it, feeling full in his stomach.

The divine eagle walked up to the stone platform with a few pieces of firewood in his mouth, threw it in front of Lin Qingxuan, and murmured a few times.

"I'll have a barbecue."

Lin Qingxuan said that he first lit the firewood, swung his long sword to treat the internal organs of the five Bodhisattva snakes, and then left the scales and threw the five snakes into the edge of the fire and roasted them.

After half an hour, the five snakes were all roasted, and the smell of the flesh mixed with the smell of burnt scales made a stench.

Lin Qingxuan waved his sleeves to dispel the smell, used his long sword to draw out five snakes, rubbed the black surface, and the scales peeled off, revealing the rolled snake skin and browned snake meat.

After Lin Qingxuan ate two small snakes, he could not stop burping, and Shendiao quacked a few times in satisfaction after eating the three snakes, including the bones and meat.

After eating snake gall and snake meat, Lin Qingxuan also stopped practicing swordsmanship. First, he practiced silent Yun Xuangong for two hours, and then he picked up the black iron epee and Shendiao to continue training the sword until dusk.

While eating snake gall and snake meat, the days of practicing swordsmanship and qigong have passed without knowing it.

Lin Qingxuan swung his black iron epee with his right hand on this day, trying to use the Quanzhen Swordsmanship stunts such as Yiqi Hua Sanqing and Dingyang Needle, but he couldn't. , looked down to see that the wind waving the epee actually overwhelmed the weeds three feet away.

Lin Qingxuan suddenly realized and said with admiration: "The heavy sword has no sharp edge, and it does not work well. I understand that the black iron swordsmanship does not have fixed moves. Just like the most brilliant swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect, it uses the power of the sword. The stunt of the sect, where do you need to practice what kind of skill and swordsmanship? Just use the sword without releasing it, and you will have great power when you slash it out at will."

As Lin Qingxuan's mind became clearer, his views on martial arts became more and more unique. At this time, he realized that he was no longer restricted to swordsmanship and moves. He swung the black iron epee at will. After half an hour, the moves slowed down, and every sword was swung with a whimpering wind, like a gust of wind, and it was like a mountain gentleman walking in the forest.

The divine eagle came over with two rabbits in his arms, and when he saw Lin Qingxuan dancing his sword, he threw off the rabbits and let out a long whistle, with a hint of joy in his voice.

Stepping out his sharp claws and waving his wings, the divine eagle swooped in front of Lin Qingxuan, and his long beak pierced Lin Qingxuan's chest with the swish wind.

Lin Qingxuan's black iron heavy sword intercepted his sharp beak as soon as he moved, and with a crisp ding, Lin Qingxuan shook his body. Although his arm was still slightly numb, it was the first time he didn't take a hard blow but was not repelled. half step.

(End of this chapter)