What a domineering sword
Qu Zhengfeng watched coldly from the side, recalling the thrilling scene that almost involved a life-and-death struggle, and thought to himself: It's not just the sword that is domineering. It's clear that the sword is domineering, but the man is even more domineering.
This is such a dangerous method that if you are not careful you will lose your soul.
"Congratulations to Daoist Jianchou for obtaining the sword. It was a safe and sound end." He did not reveal his true thoughts after all. He just looked down at her calmly. "Yashan has had its gate for tens of thousands of years, and the Yixiantian sword has been around for thousands of years. It has finally been obtained by its owner. I think Daoist Daoist's master and elders will be happy to know about this."
The sword body is three feet deep black, with a streak of red running down its spine.
At the moment when the hot blood in her heart soaked the sword and her five fingers grasped the hilt, a vague mental connection appeared between her and the sword.
However, it is not quite the same as the situation of confessing one's master by dropping blood.
Generally speaking, magic tools recognize their masters through blood and essence. Once recognized, the magic tool can only be used by the master of the blood and essence. Others are not allowed to use it and will be rejected by the magic tool. However, although this sword was watered with her blood and effort, there was only a vague and light connection, not as strong and obvious as the blood dripping recognition of the master.
In fact, Jianchou felt that this connection did not come from recognition of the master, but from resonance.
The resonance between her and this sword.
With her brows slightly furrowed, she shook her wrist lightly, causing the three-foot sword edge in front of her to shake as well, and it actually grew to six feet again the moment she thought about it.
This is an astonishing length for a sword.
Strange, evil and dangerous!
She didn't think of anything else, but suddenly remembered Xie Buchen's sword of the Human Emperor, which could not recognize its master but could be driven by anyone with the will.
Seeing that Jianchou's mind moved again, the six-foot sword shrank back to three feet. Apart from the startling line of red blood on the sword's spine, there was no difference between it and the other swords.
At least it is much more low-key than Wu Duan's White Bone Dragon Sword.
Thinking of this, she raised her head and looked at Qu Zhengfeng, only to see him standing on a high cliff on the other side. It was difficult to see his expression clearly against the light, so she said, "This sword seems to be different from the other swords in the arsenal. It cannot recognize its master by blood."
Qu Zhengfeng laughed, "All the disciples of Yashan are masters of this sword. It's just that not everyone has the ability to wield it. You used an axe at first, and later a sword, and your sword skills are not very good. You have only had the Burning Lamp Sword for more than 20 years, and I'm afraid you haven't even learned the basic sword moves. Now that you have this new sword, it's great. You can take this opportunity to improve yourself and practice. When you can use the sword, we can set out again. That's perfect."
"Can we set out again after we can use this sword?"
Jianchou had actually practiced sword techniques before, but the time she had spent on this was nothing compared to someone like Qu Zhengfeng who had practiced sword techniques for at least hundreds of years, so she didn't refute him at all. But he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and didn't even care about the situation on the battlefield in the extreme region, which made her frown.
"But the war has already started in the Extreme Region..."
"With Kunwu here, why are you panicking?"
Before Jianchou could even finish her words, Qu Zhengfeng knew what she was going to say next. He didn't even bother to listen and just asked back with a smile.
When Jianchou looked at him, there was suddenly a hint of deep thought in his eyes.
Qu Zhengfeng's words were not polite at all. The vague indifference he showed made him seem very confident and reassured about Kunwu, but a closer look showed that it was not the case at all.
She still knew something about the old grudge between Yashan and Kunwu.
There was silence for a long time and no one responded.
Qu Zhengfeng didn't seem to care whether she responded or not, and even less whether she wanted to or not. He just threw a jade slip to her and said, "It's a disgrace that the disciples of Yashan don't know how to use swords. With the war approaching, this is a rare opportunity. Since you're in a hurry, you can just take this time to practice swordsmanship."
With a light "pop" sound, Jianchou reacted quickly and took the jade slip in his hand. He immersed his spiritual consciousness in it and took a look. It was all about sword knowledge from the basics to the advanced levels, from sword moves to sword energy and then to sword intent.
Just by paying more attention to the jade slip and looking at the seal, you can tell that it is from Yashan.
I guess it must be what Qu Zhengfeng had when he was in Yashan
She started using an axe after she had established her foundation. Later, the ghost axe was lost in the extreme domain. Her cultivation had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, and she had all the necessary skills. She was basically self-taught, so she had neither the opportunity nor the need to delve deeper into the way of the sword. Naturally, she had never asked Fudao Shanren for anything like that.
I didn't expect that it would be given to me by Qu Zhengfeng.
Jianchou couldn't help but think of the time when he was in Yashan, where he was considered a half-master. It was said that Fudaoshanren stopped caring about things and went traveling around the world, and he was actually the one who taught the few disciples that followed.
So now that she was holding this jade slip, she felt quite amazed and said thank you, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Sword Emperor."
Qu Zhengfeng took the wine and left, saying, "When you first practice swordsmanship, you are still a mortal. You must first master the sword moves and resolve the sword styles before you can become one with the sword. Now that you have reached the level of Return to the Void, practicing swordsmanship is like starting over again. Don't control it with the power of practice. Just treat yourself as an ordinary person who doesn't know any magic. Start by swinging the sword."
As the words fell, the man disappeared into the air.
Jianchou stood on the wall halfway up the mountain, holding a sword, looking in the direction where he disappeared, and the feelings in his heart became more and more complicated.
Logically speaking, Qu Zhengfeng did betray Yashan after all.
But even such a person who had already betrayed Yashan always had a hot and cold attitude towards her. Sometimes he was a friend, sometimes he was an enemy, making it difficult to tell.
and…
Normally, if a disciple of Yashan wants to enter or leave Yashan, he must carry a Yashan token after passing through the mountain protection formation. Qu Zhengfeng has already betrayed Yashan, so he should not be able to enter easily anymore. But when he returned to Yashan before, he entered and left without any taboos, not to mention the armory that should have required a token to open.
He went in and out of these places as if they were his own backyard.
She really didn't believe that there was no trick involved.
Although he was said to have betrayed Yashan, the elders in the sect often sighed when they mentioned him, but did the master really think that he was a betrayer of Yashan
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he finally let them go.
With the war approaching, she really didn't have any more time to pursue the matter.
At this moment, he collected his thoughts and began to read the contents of the jade slip carefully, temporarily putting A Line of Sky aside.
Although the contents of the jade slip were complex, what she needed to do was actually very simple—
That is to just treat yourself as an ordinary person.
Let go of all the power you already have, start from scratch, and use the most primitive and boring way to appreciate the true meaning of the word "sword" in its original form.
But how difficult is it for a person to let go of everything he once had
Although Jianchou had this intention, when he took out an ordinary sword to practice, the spiritual energy around him began to flow naturally, as if it had become a habit over the years.
I tried for a whole moment but couldn't find the method.
She stopped and thought for a moment, vaguely feeling that there was some life philosophy in this: It is not difficult to get up after falling down, but what is really difficult is to abandon everything you have now, plunge into a completely new field, and start over.
Although she wanted to do so, habit made it difficult for her to do so.
If practicing sword is like this, how can one avoid being worldly in such a long and long life and the path of cultivation
In the end, he couldn't think of any better way. Jianchou sneered and simply made up his mind. He sealed many major acupoints around his body and even placed a ban on the ancestral acupoint between his eyebrows, to ensure that his powerful spiritual consciousness could shrink within the spiritual platform, allowing himself to be infinitely close to the mortal who was on the isolated island on the human world.
When I picked up the sword again at this time, it finally felt right.
Except for the fact that his physical strength had become much stronger after years of training, the rest of him was almost like an ordinary person. Even standing on this ice field, he felt unstable.
But she has a heart to learn sword.
From a mortal to a powerful person, it seems like a big change, but if you really put aside all the appearances, Jianchou is still the same Jianchou.
Be calm in your heart, which others cannot be calm in. Be steady in your character, which others cannot be steady in.
It is precisely by “moving the heart and enduring the nature” that one can “increase what one cannot do”.
Qu Zhengfeng asked her to start from scratch, and she really did it without any hesitation. She did not think that she did not need to listen to other people's advice just because she was almost the same as Qu Zhengfeng.
When it comes to learning the sword, she is really just a beginner.
He just strictly followed the instructions on the jade slip, starting from the seemingly simplest steps of holding and swinging the sword, repeating the most boring movements again and again until he reached the qualified standard shown on the jade slip.
Letting go of all his strength, an ordinary person still stood on the ice field when practicing sword. Moreover, his previous eye injury had not healed yet. So even though he had the advantage of a strong body, there were still many inconveniences when he really practiced.
In the first three hours, I almost fell down.
Qu Zhengfeng went back to the armory to check once, and saw her accidentally step on a piece of fragile ice below and almost fall into the icy stream, but he did not lend a hand.
He is just a bystander.
Whether it was hard or easy, dangerous or safe for Jianchou to practice sword skills, it seemed to have nothing to do with him. He just watched without any emotion at all.
After not seeing it for a moment, he turned and left.
When he came for the second time on the third day, Jianchou could already stand easily even though he could not see clearly. However, he had only practiced the movements of holding and drawing the sword, which was only a little smoother than before.
The sword whistled, and the sword was ready.
This time, Qu Zhengfeng looked at him for about two quarters of an hour, but still said nothing. He sat on the cliff, drank his wine, and then left.
On the eighth day, I had already practiced sword moves.
A set of basic sword techniques was used, light as flowing clouds and water, fast as a comet hitting the moon, heavy as carrying a heavy weight and moving a mountain, all kinds of changes were based on sword principles. He could even generate some sword energy at the highest sword force without relying on any spiritual energy.
So that day, Qu Zhengfeng watched for half an hour.
The further time went by, the faster Jianchou's progress became.
As the saying goes, all things are difficult at the beginning. As long as she gets through the beginning, with her temperament and understanding, and comprehending the true meaning of "sword", things will become simple.
It took four days to hold the sword, three days to swing the sword, but when it came to the sword moves, it only took one day.
For others, the progress became increasingly difficult and slow, but for her, the progress became increasingly easier and fast.
This is the principle of sharpening the knife before chopping wood, getting twice the result with half the effort and getting half the result with twice the effort.
Qu Zhengfeng watched and felt that Fudaoshan had made the right choice in choosing her. However, after watching for a long time, he inevitably felt a little bored, so after watching for half an hour, he left.
By the tenth day, the sword intent had emerged.
Jianchou had been almost sleepless for the past ten days. It was cold all year round in the Yashan Arsenal, and without his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power, his "human-device" body training could not withstand it. He had many frostbites on his hands, but his sword was getting better and better.
Wherever the heart goes, the sword moves.
She was practicing a sword technique called "Dragon Wandering". With a turn of her wrist, the sword's roar sounded like a dragon's roar. Although she was on the sword, she really had some of the posture of a dragon walking.
Although it was just an ordinary sword, it could actually exert some of the power of a dragon or elephant when wielded.
When Qu Zhengfeng arrived, it was the hour of You on that day. There was no rotation of the sun and the moon in the armory, and Jianchou was still practicing sword.
But when the sword turned, a dragon followed it, which was very majestic.
A white rainbow flickered on the tip of the sword, piercing through the sky diagonally. Its elegant demeanor concealed pure murderous intent!
He stood halfway up the mountain, watching from the hour of You to the hour of Hai, without saying a word for two full hours. Only when Jianchou put away the dulled sword and stopped did he say, "That's enough."
These days, Jianchou had regained his spiritual consciousness and concentrated on practicing swordsmanship. Qu Zhengfeng had a high level of cultivation and usually came quietly. She had no time to be distracted, so she only vaguely remembered that he had come to see her, but she was not sure how many times he had come or how long he had stayed.
He put away his sword at this moment, and when he heard the voice, he turned to look at him.
Qu Zhengfeng walked calmly to a nearby place.
On a protruding rock there lay the ray of light that Jianchou had placed there earlier. He bent down to pick it up, looked at it, held it casually in his hand, and walked towards her.
Then he stood in front of her, looked at her, and asked her, "Do you believe me?"
His eyes were so calm, so calm that even a gentle breeze could not stir up any ripples. In the moment when he asked these four simple words, a strange and captivating feeling was revealed in them.
Jianchou frowned almost subconsciously.
She also looked back at him and replied very calmly, "I don't believe it."
Qu Zhengfeng suddenly laughed, and moved the sword in his hand. At the moment she finished speaking, he stood up with the sword!
A sword pierced her forehead!
The extremely long and dangerous sword blade penetrated her instantly, but did not come out from behind her head at all!
In an instant, all the light in Jianchou's eyes disappeared, and as the pain swept through his mind, he felt as if a majestic world was rushing towards him!
With a "bang".
Qu Zhengfeng loosened his hand, his brows indifferent, and let the thread of light in his palm pierce her forehead and fall into the deep icy stream with her!