Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 281
Other courtyard.

The ancestral mansion held a funeral, and there were not many guests, all went to the front to express their condolences.

There was no one in the huge courtyard.

Lu Tong returned to the room, sat alone at the table, took out two teapots and quietly boiled water and made tea.

Boiling water is poured into the pot, rolling the tea leaves.

After the color gradually darkened, pour it into a glass and take a sip slowly.

Savor it carefully and stare down at the tea.

Tea, gold leaf.

It's not a precious tea, but it was bought from the birds and transplanted to the tea tavern.

The tea tree is very big, and the tea has only been picked a few times. I have drank it from Tiannan to Shuibei in these years, and I haven't finished drinking it yet.

The exact same tea leaves can be drunk by one person, two people, when talking, or when there is nothing to do, and the taste of the tea is completely different.

I have never noticed before that after drinking the golden leaf, there will be a small trace of delicate and sweet like icing sugar left on the back of the tongue.

Cup after cup, and when the pot was about to be finished, a cold, vague voice sounded in my ear.

"The Sutra of Ascension by Day""

"The nature of lust can be followed; the way of cultivating one's nature is self-satisfaction...beautiful and seductive, joyful eyes and joyful emotions; lascivious voices and mournful voices are pleasing to the heart and ears."

"Steamed tendons and bones, cold face and warm brain. Spiritual energy penetrates between the flesh and blood, body fluid sweats on the skin..."

"...with a radiant look, full of strength, hair like new hair, and mustache like black hair."

Yugui said another method.

After listening to it quietly, Lu Tong couldn't help being a little surprised after a little experience.

This method does not harm people's lives.

Cultivate desire, soar.

Under the guise of desire to attract the spirit and refresh the mind, after the cultivation is completed, the taste is like rising in the daytime.

If the method of cultivating desire is not too cruel, like adding fuel to the fire, this "Sutra of Ascension in the Day" is almost no different from a serious exercise.

"Why are you so kind today, giving away a good exercise for nothing?"

"Master, good man."

He couldn't help showing a smile, and said, "What's wrong with this exercise?"

"Good practice, no."

The smile on Lu Tong's face became even brighter, and he poured out the last cup of tea.

"Nursing desire... If you don't keep it, what will happen if you lose your energy?"

Yugui was silent for a while, and said: "Master, you are powerful, don't vent."

"Haha."

He couldn't help laughing out loud, shook his head and said: "I'm not happy when I'm alive, and finally turned into a ghost, and I have to flatter you. I really wronged you."

Yugui no longer made any sound.

Lu Tong picked up the teacup and was about to drink it in one gulp, when he looked up and saw a person standing at the door.

The door was not closed.

Zu Wu stood at the door with a very strange expression on his face. He obviously squeezed out a smile, but the smile was full of panic and fear.

"what's up?"

He glanced at it and continued drinking his tea.

Zu Wu was still standing outside the door, and carefully asked: "Immortal Chief, you... are you alright?"

"Ok?"

"It's good that it's okay. I just went to Yueshen Chang's side and said that I won't kill Wugui in the future."

Lu Tong nodded.

"Not going, prepare to transport food."

Zu Wu stood at the door with a slightly relaxed expression, and said: "Immortal Chief, the Three Swords Gate has been properly arranged."

"San Dao Sect... What is the mystery of their sword skills?"

He puts down his teacup.

The swing of the sword at Chasing Dian Daomen and the stop of the sword at Linjiang Martial Arts Hall all benefited a lot, and the wind sword began to show its true power.

"The Sun Saber, Moon Saber, and Star Saber of the Three Swords Sect, every time you make a sword, you will beat others three times."

"The technique of dividing the knife?"

"No, it has something to do with the sword. The ancestors of the master of the Three Swords Sect were craftsmen, and there are three formations on the sword."

Lu Tong lost more than half of his interest.

But now that I have nothing to do, I still stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look."

……

Sandaomen, there is no wall outside.

A knife-shaped stone sculpture is placed horizontally at the entrance.

Stone carving, about three feet long.

There is a long silver knife in the center, half a gold knife on the top, and half a blue knife on the bottom, like a scabbard, sandwiching the silver knife in the middle.

On the silver long knife, three very eye-catching patterns were carved: the golden sun, the silver moon, and the blue star.

Lu Tong stood in front of the stone sculpture.

Zu Wu introduced: "Immortal Chief, this is the three swords of the sun, the moon and the stars."

He looked at it for a moment, bypassing the stone sculpture.

In the rear, there is a martial arts field covering an area of ​​several acres.

Three figures are fighting in the arena.

Two young monks each hold a long knife.The long knife fell, and the patterns on the knife lighted up one by one, cutting out three sword lights at a time.

The three blade glows were like ocean waves, pressing down one after another.

On the opposite side, a middle-aged monk, holding a long stick, is fighting two against one.

No matter how many sword lights you face, block them all with one stick.

Zu Wu was going to greet her.

Lu Tong stretched out his hand to stop it, and said, "No hurry, let's take a look first."

The three fought endlessly.

He took a few glances at the saber technique, then turned his attention away and concentrated on the middle-aged monk's stick technique.

Stick without a shadow.

When swinging, it seems to be slow but fast, swinging, sweeping, blocking, pointing, and dialing, each stick is like an antelope's horns, which is very ingenious.

It seems that there is no force, but the long stick does not move at all when the sword light is cut.

"Who is the monk who wields the stick?"

"Tang Mandao, the master of the Three Swords Sect."

Lu Tong was surprised and asked, "The master of Daomen uses a stick instead of a sword?"

"Yes, this person is good at forging weapons and forging knives. When teaching saber techniques, he teaches while fighting. He is the only one in the city."

While talking, Yuanyuan finally gave up.

The two young monks put away their knives and left.

Tang Mandao walked up to the two of them, cupped his hands and said, "Capture Qizong, long-awaited!"

He also bowed his hand.

"Master Tang, you are good at stick skills."

Tang Mandao had a short beard growing on his chin, he stretched out his hand to stroke two of them, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Immortal Lu, although Tang uses a stick, he is not bad at teaching sabers."

"Don't learn the knife, learn the stick."

Lu Tong shook his head slowly, turned his hand and took out the iron rod, and said, "Master Tang, please give me some advice!"

in the field.

Lu Tong held a stick with one hand.

Mandrill's arms are a circle thicker than ordinary people's arms and three inches longer, and they carry a bluish iron rod as thick as a goose egg, which looks very powerful.

Tang Mandao stood opposite and asked, "Have you learned the stick technique before?"

"When I started to practice, I learned half of the rough and shallow stick techniques."

The last time I learned the stick technique was in Wanyu Cave.At that time, I studied "Bainaquan" with Zhu Fan, and learned some stick techniques.

"Then I'll start from scratch."

Tang Mandao took out a very ordinary-looking wooden stick and asked, "Is there any difference between the stick technique, the saber technique, and the sword technique, etc.?"

He recalled the scene when he first learned to stick.

Zhu Fan asked what is stick method.

The answer was wrong at the time, but now I know the answer.

Lu Tong smiled lightly and said, "Stick technique is boxing technique!"

"No."

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze and narrowed a little.

Tang Mandao swung his stick slowly, and said in a deep voice, "The stick is like a mountain! Who can stop the mountain when it falls?"

Lu Tong also swung a stick.

Tang Mandao said as he walked:

"A stick is like a mountain, and a person is like the earth. When you move your hand, the earth's veins will roll, and when the stick comes out, it will be like a mountain falling or a rock falling."

"Let's learn how to walk today. Lift your stick and step on all directions."

"The earth goes in all directions, east, south, west, north; southeast, southwest..."

The two are in tandem.

He followed for a while, his expression gradually becoming serious.

In just a short moment, the weight of the iron rod was controlled by the heart when walking.Although there is no stick, you can hit forward and backward, left and right, up and down at any time.

Tang Mandao is worthy of being the head of the sect.

He is much more powerful than a small character like Zhu Fan who sold himself to Wanyu Cave.

(End of this chapter)