Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 357; Patriarch Dugu, watching the ceremony and fighting swords [[-] words]

The lava volcano that stretches for hundreds of miles is scorching red, and there are black lava crystals floating outside the mountain. The crater at the top of the mountain is hundreds of feet in size, and the flames are rushing inside, and the temperature has reached an unimaginable level. With a voice, he let out his consciousness, drilled into the lava volcano, and saw a vast and magnificent lava ocean.

In this ocean of lava, the vitality of heaven and earth is mixed. Although it is thin, this lava volcano has undergone a qualitative change.

Following Dugu Ye, they walked to a high-rise building halfway up the mountain, sat on a seat in front of the railing, and could condescendingly overlook the scene at the foot of the mountain. A cloud cluster rose from a distant place, carrying a few figures to the outside of the lava volcano.

Dugu Yu hurriedly got up, and sent a voice transmission to Fang Ping, reminding him: "It is the ancestor who came, and there are a few supernatural powers and martial saints invited by the ancestor."

At the same time, the martial arts masters watching the ceremony in the tall buildings halfway up the mountain also straightened up, showing respectful expressions.

Fang Ping also straightened up and bowed from afar.

Martial saints with supernatural powers, no matter before or after the great changes in the world, are the pinnacle of martial arts. Calling the wind and calling the rain, turning a stone into gold and other supernatural means can no longer be taken away by common sense, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a fairy in the world of mortals.

But if you want to say worship, that's not enough.

At least Fang Ping has reached the threshold of supernatural powers and martial sages today, and he may take that step at any time. After he bowed from a distance, he fixed his eyes, and with his eyesight, he could clearly see the flower that is tens of meters long. The four figures standing on the large and small clouds, first of all, the old man in front of him should be the ancestor of Dugu Yu, the supernatural martial sage of the Dugu family.

The old guy doesn't know how old he is, with frosty eyebrows and silver hair, and a white beard three feet in length. He looks old, his skin is as white and tender as a baby's, and there are no wrinkles on his face. He wears a sword crown, flying boots, and fluttering sleeves. Standing tall on the clouds, there is a sense of a fairy in the sky overlooking the mortal world, but behind this old-fashioned, fairy-like bone, there is a fierce and sharp aura hidden.

Fang Ping didn't know what other people thought of him, but he felt that this old guy looked like a sword that had been tempered thousands of times.

Let's talk about the next three people, two men and one woman. The man on the left is about 50 years old. It is majestic.

The man on the right should not be underestimated either. He is strong and handsome, and looks a decade younger than the former.

Finally, let’s talk about the woman standing on the cloud head with the ancestor of the Dugu family and two supernatural powers and martial saints. She is an old woman with a dragon head and a cane. spend time.

"It's a mere sword fight, and all the younger generations of the Dugu family participated. Is it worth inviting the three supernatural powers and martial saints to watch the ceremony together? This Dugu family is a bit drifting, or does it have other plans?"

Fang Ping, who had experienced the demeanor of several supernatural powers and martial sages on the cloud head, secretly glanced at Dugu Xi speculatively.

"Grandson Duguqing, pay homage to the ancestor."

A man knelt down to the Dugu Patriarch on the head of the cloud. He was the head of the Dugu family and the lord of Wushuang City. When he stood up, he bowed to the three supernatural powers and martial saints.

"Well, get up, it has been 700 years since the ancestors of the first generation came here and established the Wushuang City. This sword fighting meeting is held once every ten years. Forget the foundation of my Dugu family." The ancestor Dugu stood on the top of the cloud, his voice shocked the soul like a bell, resounding for dozens of miles.

All the younger generations of the Dugu family at the foot of the mountain were filled with emotion and saluted again and again!
Fang Ping noticed that Dugu Ye next to him was also a little excited, which is also normal. Wushuang City has been passed down for 700 years and has not declined, and there is still a supernatural ancestor sitting in town, isn't it something to be proud of?
"The sword-making method of Wushuang City, the inheritance of kendo, I have always admired!" The supernatural martial artist man in black-patterned dragon armor opened his palm to reveal a round jade-like fruit with a fragrant fragrance, and said: " This seat is taken from the deep mountains, after eating, it will be of great benefit to the muscles and bones, it can also improve the physique, and slightly improve the martial arts qualifications, it should be considered a lottery."

"Then I would like to thank Fellow Daoist Xiao. It's a benefit to these juniors." Patriarch Dugu expressed his gratitude insincerely.

At the foot of the mountain, dozens of Dugu family juniors looked at each other, full of vigilance and hostility.

The spiritual fruit that can improve the aptitude of martial arts is not worth mentioning to the supernatural martial arts, but to them, it is chance and good luck.

But there is only one fruit.

The strong and heroic man on the cloud head, and the old woman with a dragon head and a cane, seeing that the man surnamed Xiao has added a lot of color, it is not easy to pretend to be deaf and dumb. The former took out a bottle of martial arts elixir, and the latter took out a volume of martial arts profound arts.

"It's really ink." Fang Ping shook his head with little interest.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the wing room.

Dugu Ye turned around and shouted: "Come in."

A person pushed the door open and walked in. After walking into the wing room, he ignored Dugu Yu and shouted with a clear laugh: "I'll just say, how can I be fooled, brother Fang, remember?"

This time, Wushuang City held a sword fighting meeting, and all martial arts experts from all walks of life were invited to watch the ceremony. The royal family of Daxuan also expressed their opinions. That is, Wushuang City and the Daxuan royal family have always been on good terms, often forging weapons for the Daxuan royal family, and even forged more than one spiritual weapon.

Ji Qianshang came to Wushuang City this time on behalf of the royal family of Daxuan. Half an hour ago, he saw Fang Ping walking from the foot of the mountain, and thought he was delusional. He hesitated for a long time before deciding to take a look. after all.

Seeing Fang Ping face to face at this moment, how could he not be happy.

"Brother Ji."

The young man in Fang Ping's eyes, with star-like eyes and radiant spirit, is wearing a bright yellow black bird robe, which is beyond words, who else could it be?It was Ji Qianshang who had destroyed the devil's lair together with him back then, had a relationship with him, and gave him the black bird jade card, and invited him to become the elder of the Daxuan royal family's guest minister, Ji Qianshang, a serious Tianhuang nobleman.

However, we haven't seen each other for a few years. When we parted, Ji Qianshang, who was only at the level of a master of one qi, has now reached the level of a master of five qi. With the resources provided by the Daxuan royal family, it is impossible to cultivate so quickly.

This is the golden world, where everyone is like a dragon and everything explodes.

"The Seventh Prince knows His Excellency Fang Ping?" Dugu Ye looked surprised, thinking that Fang Ping can even call the prince of the dynasty a brother, and this background cannot be underestimated.

"Of course I do. Brother Fang is the elder of Keqing of my Ji family!"

Fang Ping smiled and said nothing.

Ji Qianshang looked solemnly, looked at Fang Ping from head to toe, and said: "Brother Fang, your aura is really getting more and more unfathomable, it makes me feel like I met... the oppressive feeling when I was a father. What? How far have you cultivated now?"

"It's not much different from you." Fang Ping replied vaguely.

"Don't say that, others don't know you, I don't know what kind of person you are, Brother Fang? This time I can meet you in this Wushuang City, you can come back to Kyoto with me anyway, and ask me When the brothers and sisters of the emperor see you, they can silence everyone and let them know that I, Ji Qianshang, are also a person with discerning eyes and talents."

After he returned to Daxuan Capital earlier, he told the truth about the fact that he had recruited an elder Keqing, and how this elder Keqing was so good, but no one believed him, and even said that he was exaggerating. Staggering to please the public made him angry, so he thought, when Fang Ping arrived in Daxuan Capital, those voices of doubt would be easily resolved.

Coincidentally, I ran into Fang Ping in this Peerless City today.

Wushuang City and Daxuan Capital are close at hand, only thousands of miles apart, and Fang Ping's going to it is a matter of one fell swoop.

"You are the prince of Zhengmiaohong, a certain Fang, how dare you not obey your orders?"

Fang Ping jokingly agreed to the request to go to Daxuan Capital together with the other party.

at the foot of the mountain.

Dozens of Dugu family juniors entered the process of forging weapons.

Under the sword-making furnace in front of them, there is a hole connected to the lava, volcano and ground fire. The ground fire lava that spews out is much more precious than ordinary carbon fire. The most important thing is that the lava and ground fire are mixed with The vitality of heaven and earth, as a weapon forged by the fire, is more or less contaminated with spiritual energy.

It is also very easy to control the size of the fire. There are ventilation holes at the bottom of the sword casting furnace, which can be closed and opened to absorb lava at will.

More than 50 Dugu family juniors use similar materials, all of which are some rare and rare metal copper mines. Every Dugu family junior has to read all kinds of books about sword casting in the clan since childhood, and also practice it by himself. Forging weapons, so in the process of casting weapons, more than 50 Dugu family juniors are all handy and familiar.

Smelting copper and iron, grinding and shaping, quenching impurities, and so on repeatedly, the difference lies in the control of the details.

when!when!when!
The crisp and pleasant sound of iron striking like silver beads falling to the ground, undulating with each other, reverberated at the foot of the mountain continuously.

All the martial arts monks who came to watch the ceremony, looked at the incomparably exquisite sword-casting techniques of dozens of Dugu family juniors, and sighed.

One day passed, and more than 50 juniors of the Dugu family each forged their own weapons. There are a few unlucky ones, due to nervousness and lack of skill, they did not smelt broken copper and rotten iron, and directly burned molten iron in the furnace.

On the head of the cloud, Patriarch Dugu stretched out his hand and made a move. Dozens of long swords that were just out of the oven pierced the sky and lined up in front of him. An inch-long sword, the blade is as slender as a woman's waist, the spine is radiant, and the blade is sharp.

Patriarch Dugu flicked his finger, and it landed outside the blade of the sword, and the clear metallic sound evoked was endless.

With such a move, dozens of Dugu family juniors at the foot of the mountain will unanimously look at a beautiful woman with excellent appearance and body.

"How could it be her?"

"That's right, did the ancestor read it wrong?"

"Looking for death, you, the ancestor is high and powerful, how can you make mistakes."

Judging from Patriarch Dugu's actions, anyone with a discerning eye can see that among the dozens of swords, only those made by beautiful women can catch the eye of the eye.

As the client, the beautiful woman, with her white teeth in her lips and clenched fists, was extremely nervous. Although she was from the Dugu family, strictly speaking, she could only be said to be half of the Dugu family. Her mother was from the Dugu family. Bloodline, but her father was married into Dugu's family, so she had no shortage of food and drink, rich clothes and fine food, but she had never been able to integrate into Dugu's family.

"What do the three fellow Taoists think?"

On the head of the cloud, Patriarch Dugu asked.

"When it comes to the method of casting swords and the ability of tasting swords, is there anyone in Daxuan who can compare with Fellow Daoist Dugu?"

"This sword is in one piece, its sound is like a phoenix's cry, and its vigor is unparalleled. It can be seen that it is a first-class ordinary soldier."

"good."

The three people who were questioned expressed their opinions one after another, and the decision on how to deal with it would still fall on Patriarch Dugu.

Patriarch Dugu asked the three of them, but it was just a formality. He looked at the beautiful woman at the foot of the mountain with a light smile, and said: "This sword has both gods and shapes, and it is a perfect one. It shows that you are very talented in swordsmithing." , is also very hard, but there are also shortcomings, when forging, the fire is too gentle, you need to know that casting is like martial arts, you must combine hardness and softness, and you must keep in mind the mystery."

The beautiful woman was overjoyed to be praised by the supernatural ancestor, bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance, I will definitely keep it in mind."

"This book on casting experience was written in my spare time."

A book of gold foil and jade fell from the sky and landed in front of a beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman who put away the gold leaf and jade book like a treasure, looked around, and found dozens of Dugu family juniors, all with gloomy faces, glaring at him with envy and hatred.

But this gold leaf and jade book was given by Patriarch Dugu, so she doesn't worry about being forcibly taken away, unless she gives it away on her own initiative.

Then came the sword fight.

No matter how superb the sword-casting method is, it reaches the pinnacle, but it is not as good as manpower. Even if you have the means to forge immortal weapons and artifacts, if you are not strong enough, you will only become a tool in the hands of the strong. It was the highlight of the swordfighting tournament. More than [-] juniors from the Dugu family were matched to their opponents by drawing lots.

The two juniors from the Dugu family who took the lead in the duel had completely different swordsmanship. One was as swift as lightning and light as the wind. After about a hundred rounds, the winner was determined, and the performance was not bad, quite satisfactory, much better than those martial artists with no background in the world.

In the high-rise wing room where Fang Ping was, Ji Qianshang, who had not left after coming here, watched the new round of competition at the foot of the mountain, while enjoying himself, and commented from outside the matter:

"When it comes to the method of casting swords, Wushuang City deserves to be number one in the world. This kendo inheritance also has a long history. For example, the "Wushuang Sword Code", which is created in conjunction with Wushuang City, is really a god. Buddha. "

"No matter where, the royal family of Daxuan has a profound background, and my Wushuang city is just a place where one can finish it." Dugu Yu said.

"The Peerless Sword? You can tell it's an unearthly magic weapon." Fang Ping thought, and there were thirteen eyeballs dotted with vertical pupils in his hand, and the eyeballs were covered with shark-tooth demons like veins and veins. After handing the sword to Dugu Xie, he asked: "I am a spiritual soldier who has followed Fang for many years. Elder Dugu might as well taste it."

Dugu Xi, who took the shark-tooth demon sword, had fiery eyes, and when he stroked the sword, he clearly felt a demonic and violent aura contained in the long sword with a blade like shark teeth, and said: "The quality of this sword, Now that it has reached the stage of psychic protection and conceiving spirits, it is a spiritual weapon, but it is too hostile and demonic, and it is difficult for ordinary people to control."

"How is it compared to the Peerless Sword?" Fang Ping asked directly.

Dugu Yu was stunned for a moment, and said with a tactful smile: "The Wushuang sword of my Wushuang City is the first generation of ancestors, who threw a day-old meteorite into this lava volcano, watered it with the energy of heaven and earth, and forged it with lava fire. The magical weapon that was only forged in a hundred years, and has been nurtured since then, has its own uniqueness with Brother Fang, the spiritual weapon."

How could Fang Ping not hear it, this is pure nonsense, his shark-tooth demon sword is obviously inferior to that Wushuang sword.

Ji Qianshang also transmitted voice from the side: "The Wushuang sword has been forged for a hundred years and warmed for a thousand years. Even a piece of broken copper and rotten iron should be turned into a magic weapon. I heard from my father that the grade of the Wushuang sword is It is likely to become a divine weapon. It is a treasure beyond the category of spiritual weapons. It can not only protect the master through psychic communication, but also manifest the human body.

The reason why Wushuang City can be passed down for thousands of years, and it is as stable as Mount Tai, and its prosperity lasts forever. The root cause is that the Wushuang sword is too terrifying. "

An artifact beyond the scope of the spirit weapon?

Fang Ping recalled that the Shanhai Zhentian Monument, which was still standing in the no-man's land, had not been taken away by him. If he gathered nine of them, he would have the power to suppress the world of Kyushu. It must be an extremely powerful artifact.

A few hours later, the sword fighting session at the foot of the mountain ended. It was a young man with long brows and a heroic spirit who overwhelmed all the heroes, and the beautiful girl who took the top spot in the sword casting session also achieved good results, ranking first in the list. third.

"Is there no other show?"

Fang Ping looked at Dugu Yu.

"There are still a few wonders and grand sights in Wushuang City. If Brother Fang is still interested, this elder can take you on a tour."

Dugu Yu replied.

"Forget it then, Fang will take his leave first."

Disappointed, Fang Ping walked out of the room.

Ji Qianshang followed, seeing the doubts in Fang Ping's heart, and said, "Brother Fang is thinking, why even the ancestor Dugu showed up to watch the ceremony of a sword fight, and invited three supernatural powers and martial sages together?" ,right."

"Brother Ji knows the hidden secrets?" Fang Ping really thought so. A martial sage with supernatural powers wouldn't be so idle. Hurry up and practice, isn't it good to look around for opportunities?

"Know a thing or two." Ji Qianshang smiled mysteriously.

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(End of this chapter)