Taoist night sword

Chapter 13: 13

Lou Jinchen, who ran to the Taoist temple, was excited because he discovered the misunderstanding in his previous practice.

He thinks of himself as a fish, a fish swings its body in the water and uses the power of the water to swim. He only thinks about the strength of the body when he swings, but he never thinks that he can actually borrow power by guiding the water flow along the water flow. Have the opportunity to set off a wave, and then become a part of the wave, and guide it with the trend.

This reminded him of the "Daoyin" in the "Disha 72 Techniques" that he had seen before. He felt that Daoyin not only guided the essence of heaven and earth into his abdomen, but also guided the vitality of heaven and earth for his own use.

He couldn't wait to go back to the temple to test again, so he tried it on the way back, reaching out and pawing in the void, not a large area like before, and then let himself fly due to the instant force Get up, but feel a part of it.

Clouds and mist suddenly rise in the place where the hand passes, and then there is a wind. After the vitality is taken away, the vitality from other places fills up and forms an air wave to fill the gap that was taken away.

His hand didn't stop because of this, but quickly stirred into a circle with the arm as the center. In an instant, a whirlpool of clouds and air was formed. He only stabbed forward a little, and the whirlpool actually formed. A thrust.

Although this thrust came a bit late, it was real, unlike before, it was always resistance and reaction.

He returned to the temple excitedly all the way, picked up the sword in his hand, opened the sword posture, and built a cloud vortex, and the circle of the sword in his hand was getting faster and faster, and he soon felt a forward suction, the whole body The person is actually wrapped in this cloud vortex, floating in the air.

There was a strong wind in the small courtyard, and the clouds and mist surged, like invisible waves forming a forward pulling force, and his whole body seemed to be drawn into this vortex.

His heart moved, but he stabbed forward with the sword in his hand, and let go of the sword in his hand.

The sword circled and flew out along the vortex. His thoughts clung to the sword, trying to guide the sword, but the sword broke away from his control at that moment, flew out of an arc, and landed in the courtyard. outside.

This scene not only shocked the two boys, but even Lou Jinchen himself felt unbelievable.

He quickly came to the wall, stomped his feet, and the clouds and mist gathered, lifted him up, and sent him crookedly outside the wall. He found his sword, and found that his sword had actually cut a tree the size of one person's arms. The tree was cut from it.

"Here, you have mastered flying swordsmanship?" Lou Jinchen was pleasantly surprised, and also had a feeling of being crooked.

What he wants to practice is the kind, holding a three-foot sword, his figure flashes like the wind, people's heads fall when the sword passes, and all spells are cut off, and this kind of flying sword technique is naturally what he wants, but now In the stage, it is obvious that it can be sent but not received. Once it is sent out, the sword leaves the hand. How could it be possible to run to pick up the sword and bring it back.

In his heart, the flying sword technique is at least able to see the enemy through the sword, flickering and agile, coming and going without a trace, like light and electricity, moving with his thoughts, it doesn't need to rely on the vortex thrust formed by the vitality of heaven and earth to do this. Can drive flying swords.

He picked up the long sword, adjusted his mentality, and danced again. This time he didn't deliberately do anything. He felt that he still had poor control over the sense of vitality, but he wanted to integrate it into swordsmanship. It's a bit ambitious.

So he started to run around in the forest, feeling inspired by Fa Nian, and at the same time comprehended the phrase 'control the earth in the invisible'.

At this time, Na already understood that to control the earth is to control oneself, because the earth is safe and motionless, and when you want to drive the earth, it can only be yourself that moves.

If the earth does not move, I will move.

He was practicing lifting himself. At the beginning, he would touch the ground with his feet, and then he would fly up, like a big bird walking through the forest. Gradually, his feet did not need to land, and he ran in the void with small steps. , Every step under the feet has a surging wind and cloud.

The temple master can go far in one step, but Lou Jinchen can't do it, he can only take small steps in the void quickly, and if he doesn't step frequently, he will fall down.

From sunrise to sunset, the whole day, except for eating, is just practicing.

……

In the Qingluo Valley, in the lecture hall.

Hua Xiaoxiao looked at the circling white crane and said, "I am Hua Xiaoxiao."

The white crane seemed to understand it, and it landed towards Hua Xiaoxiao, and landed on Hua Xiaoxiao's outstretched hand. At this time, there were more than ten disciples sitting cross-legged in the lecture hall, and they watched the white crane land on Hua Xiaoxiao's hand. In an instant, Elder Xiaoxiao's hand turned into a paper crane.

She just received a letter from her junior sister, but she hasn't replied yet.

Now another letter came, and she opened it suspiciously. After reading the letter, her eyes flickered.

She recruited her eldest disciple Miao Qingqing to read the letter. Miao Qingqing had already read the previous letter, and at the same time asked the other disciples to leave first.

"What do you think we should do?" Hua Xiaoxiao asked, Granny Du is her junior sister, but Granny Du looks very old, but she is still young, if it weren't for her eyes with the precipitation of time, no one would know She is actually an old woman who is nearly eighty years old.

Miao Qingqing was sent to Qingluo Valley to study the Fa since she was a child, she can be regarded as Hua Xiaoxiao's direct heir, and she was raised like a daughter.

She pondered for a while, and then said; "Master Ji wrote in his letter that he hoped that we and the Huoling Temple could turn our hostility into friendship and not let wars break out around Yushui City. Normally, we should give Master Ji's favor no matter what, but Mr. Du's But it’s not easy to explain.”

"Yes, your uncle was kind enough to save his life as a teacher." Hua Xiaoxiao frowned and said in embarrassment.

"For so many years, Uncle Du has told people everywhere that she injured her foundation in order to save Master back then, which made her unable to practice the Dao. Over the years, Uncle Du has blocked a lot of troubles in the name of Master. A few years ago It even almost provoked a big enemy for Master."

"That's right, but when Martial Sister Du sent the teacher letter, she must have told everyone that she has already sent a letter to ask her to come out of the mountain. If she doesn't say anything about being a teacher, then everyone will say that being a teacher is ungrateful." Hua Xiaoxiao said .

Miao Qingqing is very aware of Master's scruples, and she is also very clear that Master cares about reputation very much, and it is precisely this point that Granny Du has been handling for decades.

"Judging from this incident, in fact, Du Desheng, the grandson of Uncle Du, died after entering the Matoupo. No matter who saves him, it will be a result. It's just a matter of observation, maybe you can persuade Uncle Du to let her let go of this matter?" Miao Qingqing said.

Hua Xiaoxiao shook his head, and said: "Your uncle was originally stubborn, but since he couldn't cultivate, he became even more stubborn. Later, after his son died, he became even more insane. At this time, the only one who died Grandson, if the evil fire in my heart can't be vented, how can I give up."

"Then!" Miao Qingqing said: "We might as well write back to Master Ji and tell him Master's scruples. Master is a gentleman, so he will consider us and see what he has to say."

"Forget it, that's it." Hua Xiaoxiao wrote a letter on the spot, handed it to his first disciple Miao Qingqing and said, "Send this letter to Master Ji, and go to Huoling Watch by the way, although Master Ji It is said that the master of the Fire Spirit Temple enlightens the evil spirits in his heart, and his supernatural powers are quite good, but we in Qingluo Valley are not afraid of those people."

"Yes, Master." Miao Qingqing agreed and left with the letter.

……

In Du's Village, Granny Du also left the village after she wrote a letter to her senior sister Hua Xiaoxiao.

She went to visit the monks she had been friends with over the years, many of whom were not welcomed by Swimming City, because they often acted evil.

Originally, she had been helping people refine medicine over the years. Although she was paid, she had accumulated a lot of wealth, which was left to her grandson. Now that her grandson is dead, she naturally doesn't need it anymore, so she took it all out and invited those people help.

These people are unscrupulous people, and Granny Du said that her senior sister Hua Xiaoxiao would also come in person, so they all agreed, and made an appointment for a day in the mountain depression not far from Huoling Temple assemble.

Granny Du didn't receive Hua Xiaoxiao's reply for a long time, she felt depressed, thinking: "My Du Xiaojuan's grandson must not die in vain, someone needs to be buried with him!"

……

Lou Jinchen is still practicing sword.

He has practiced tirelessly for three days, and he seems to be obsessed. In the eyes of Shang Guian and Deng Ding, Lou Jinchen is a little dazed, and Shang Guian secretly asked the temple master, The temple master just raised his eyelids, and sighed: "I haven't seen someone who is as good at swordsmanship as lustful, you don't need to worry about him, how is your practice progress?"

The last question made Shang Guian dare not say a word, and hurriedly exited the room of the temple master.

As the saying goes, if you read a book a hundred times, the meaning will emerge from itself.

And practicing swords also has the same effect.

He first mastered the method of controlling himself with the air-stepping wind, he can walk freely in the void, run on the treetops, chase after the wind without twisting, and jump from one tree to another. On the tree, after the branches he wanted to step on could not make mistakes, he began to practice his sword.

He no longer deliberately pursues speed, because he feels that no matter how fast his own speed is, it cannot be faster than lightning, nor can it be faster than a thought of others.

Although he has never encountered spells such as Yulei, he believes that there will be them. As for the spells formed when the spells are added to the body, they cannot be avoided no matter how much they practice swords.

Through continuous practice, he has clarified his thoughts, and he feels that he should condense his sword intent, and he is rebuilding the sword skill that he formed after the wind.

The sword intent is strong and pure, and it can also pierce his consciousness. Even if the opponent's body is as solid as a rock, it can still hurt his soul.

After thinking about this and not deliberately thinking about how to increase the idea of ​​whether the sword in his hand can cut down trees, his sword dancing became more and more smooth.

The surrounding wind and clouds are surging, and his sword is shining with a blue and white light, which is the fine fire condensed by the essence of sparks.

When the sword tip trembled, it was like small flowers blooming in the night sky, one by one, looming in the wind and clouds, as if a gust of wind blew, and the blue and white flowers were blown down, and there were other places beside him. The appearance of blue and white.

The steps under his feet were getting bigger and bigger, his figure was turned up and down, and suddenly he stabbed straight down. The sword pierced the stone on the ground, but there was a strong wind, and he turned over again. The sword in his hand turned over with his body And the dancing is so free and easy.

From left to right, one step was more than ten meters away. The sword in his hand drew out a long line of light. With a whistling sword sound, his step, a sword across the void, the wind and cloud were mighty. After the sword passed, Feng Yun Since then, others have drifted to another place like leaves falling in the wind.

He felt the feeling just now, and just now the intention was to move the sword first, to feel the void he cut, to pull towards him, and at the same time he cut head-on, so this effect appeared.

He couldn't help but think, if the enemy's void was pulled by the law, then the enemy would naturally be unable to move, being wrapped in vitality and unable to move, and he would be able to cut off his head with a sword.

Thinking in my heart, I moved towards a tree that was more than twenty steps away, and raised the sword in my hand towards the sky. The light on the sword emerged, and with the movement of my mind, I had already sensed the void where the tree was, and kicked my foot, Suddenly, there was a storm under his feet. What he stepped on was not the void, but the earth, resisting the earth invisible, and rushing forward against himself.

Pulling and rushing, his speed was very fast, he leaped more than twenty steps in one step, as if he had slid over, and when he cut down with a sword, the tree was cut off by a sword.

He felt that he had finally found some application methods, and he had to target whoever he wanted to kill.

The two boys stared at this scene dumbfounded. They also found that there was a qualitative change in Jianjianlou Jinchen today. Lou Jinchen, who was dancing swords in the air before, was surrounded by turbulent wind and clouds, but he didn't have the smoothness of today. There is no such a step forward, fast and sharp sword light.

Suddenly, they felt that the void seemed to condense for a moment, and they felt a sense of suffocation, unable to move, and an indescribable sense of fear surged in their hearts, as if being suppressed by some ghost, the whole world seemed to be dark down.

Ordinary people's consciousness cannot be tightly restrained, and it spreads out in a mess, and is the easiest to be captured and suppressed.

Lou Jinchen's thoughts are also unbearable for them.

A figure fell into the void above his head like a step, the suffocation seemed to be broken by this foot, and a person fell beside them, it was Lou Jinchen.

"Lou Jinchen..." The two boys didn't care about his actions.

Deng Ding even said: "Lou Jinchen, have you practiced your sword skills well?"

"It can be used initially, and everything is just the beginning." Lou Jinchen said.

"You have already started, but we haven't started yet." There was envy in Shang Gui'an's eyes, as well as a trace of anxiety.

"Uh!" Lou Jinchen pondered for a while, and said, "Go and ask the temple master, can I tell you some of my cultivation experience."

The two were pleasantly surprised. The temple master just passed on a practice formula to them, and they had to understand everything by themselves. They saw that Lou Jinchen, who had never entered the door of practice, had already been able to walk in the air in a short period of time. Bu Feng's sword dance in the air, how can they not be envious.

"Today is too late, let's go tomorrow and ask the temple master tomorrow." Lou Jinchen said.

"Okay." The two said in unison.

Lou Jinchen was equally happy in his heart. He was glad that his swordsmanship was finally usable. Although there were still differences and gaps from what he had imagined, the practice of swords these past few days made his heart calm down again.

Subduing the delusions in the mind is a matter of a practitioner's life.

He found that sometimes, just thinking is not enough, you still need to practice, practice for a while, realize it for a while, and practice again, then the skill of stalking the wind will be integrated into the swordsmanship.

He lay on the bed, contemplated the bright moon, and refined this joyful emotion. That day when he was with Master Ji, he resisted the temptation of Master Ji, and he felt that his heart was strong, and his thoughts flowed into his breath like a tide. In the sea, the true qi in the sea of ​​qi has grown stronger again.

　Let me say a few words here. Some people say that they are afraid of eunuchs. I will tell you a way. You collect it first and put it in the bookshelf. Of course, if you want to read it, you can follow it now.

　　Wouldn't it be a pleasant surprise to put those who dare not read it on the bookshelf, and then wait for one day to find that the book has more than a million words.

　　Surprises we have to create ourselves.

　　Quietly hidden in the bookshelf, someone asked Kiss Fingertips if the book is still being written?You said 3 million words, wouldn't this surprise everyone again.

　　Haha!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)