The face of the middle-aged man on the tower was a little pale, obviously he was injured, and he still hadn't healed. This middle-aged man was the Imperial Master of Yankang. He was severely injured in the battle with the gods. The injury was healed, but after all, it was caused by the gods, and he has not fully recovered.
The Mandi Kingdom also took advantage of this opportunity to invade Yankang. The Qingmen Gate was of great importance. The Yankang National Master knew that the Yankang Kingdom had experienced two major catastrophes, and its vitality was greatly damaged. In addition, he and Emperor Yanfeng had never recovered. At the peak state, Emperor Yanfeng's injuries were heavier than his.
Fearing that he would be driven in by the governor of the Mandi Kingdom, he dispatched troops to guard Qingmen Pass.
He even did not hesitate to come to the battlefield in person to direct the duel in person.
The village chief drew out his sword, and with a single sword, he quelled the dispute on the battlefield, which shocked people's hearts, and he also saw it in his eyes.
In fact, this is no longer shocking, but has the ability to turn the battlefield into a sea of blood, shocking all the troops and horses on both sides.
The lives of everyone on the battlefield are in his hands.
This kind of swordsmanship cannot be regarded as swordsmanship, but a profound and short-cut way, which made Yankang Guoshi see a higher level, the level of swordsmanship.
With this move of the village chief, it is impossible to count how many sword lights were used, and the most frightening thing is that the trajectory of each sword light is different. It is almost impossible to restrain each warrior and supernatural power matter.
On the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of troops are fighting and charging to fight. Everyone has different cultivation bases and strengths. The martial arts skills and supernatural powers cultivated are somewhat different. Moreover, the battle formation changes rapidly. If you want to control everyone at the same time, you need to control everything about them Supernatural powers, martial arts, spiritual weapons, and formations all require an incredible amount of calculations.
Those who have achieved this level can already be called gods, gods of swords!
"One sword opens the emperor's blood. I have seen this kind of swordsmanship. It is in the painting of the saint."
Master Yankang stared at Long Qilin. Qin Mu and others were standing on Long Qilin's back. Although these people were very strong, they were not in his eyes.
"I saw the ultimate swordsmanship from this painting. I have studied the swordsmanship of the person in the painting for two hundred years, and every time I observed it, I gained something new. Until one day, I couldn't see any new swordsmanship. So I thought I had reached the level of the person in the painting.”
Master Yankang recalled the painting, his eyes were looking for the person in the painting, but he couldn't find it, then his eyes focused and fell on Qin Mu's back.
Qin Mu was carrying a medicine basket, and in the medicine basket was a gray-haired old man with no hands or feet.
This old man is not like the person in the painting back then. The person in the painting is a sword god, not so old, full of vigor, like a sword, a sword that has just drunk blood.
But the old man in the medicine basket is a cripple. He is dying, and the candlelight may be extinguished in the wind at any time. How can he be as vigorous as the sword god in the painting
But Yankang Guoshi can be sure that this disabled old man is the sword god back then!
Because, his enlightenment of swordsmanship came from the sword god in the painting.
Master Yankang's body trembled slightly, he exhaled a long breath, and ordered: "Welcome!"
The city gate opened, and the generals in the city lined up on both sides. Long Qilin strode into the city with his head held high. Suddenly, all the sword lights in the battlefield surged like a tidal wave, roaring towards Qin Mu, and burrowed into the medicine basket behind him.
The village head of Yaolanzi poked his head out, and then saw the middle-aged man walking towards him, the so-called saint who was born once every five hundred years, the man who was known as the number one man under the gods, and the man who was hailed as the contemporary sword god!
The two people met their eyes, and there was a wave in their hearts.
The sword god of the last era and the sword god of this era finally meet!
At the rear of the battlefield, the sound of knocking bronze gongs came from the towers of the two great gates. It was the sound of gold ringing, ordering the battlefield to withdraw troops.
On the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of soldiers hurriedly withdrew each other with relief, and all of them felt that they were soaked and sweating profusely.
And in Qingmen Pass, the village chief floated out of the medicine basket. He walked towards Yankang Guoshi as if he had grown legs and hands. The strongest men of the two eras met!
"You learn sword?" the village head asked.
Master Yankang held the disciple's salute, with a respectful expression: "I learned swordsmanship in my early years, and I stopped learning swordsmanship when I was 160 years old."
The village chief asked, "You knew swords when you were 160 years old?"
Yankang Guoshi said solemnly: "When I was one hundred and sixty years old, I read the world's unique kung fu and learned a lot of supernatural powers, so I learned about swords and started to create my own swordsmanship."
The village head smiled: "Show me your swordsmanship and let me see."
Yankang Guoshi draws his sword, the sword shines in the sky, shining in the world, the swordsmanship is changeable, ever-changing, as complex as the stars, as simple as a calculation, there are horizontal and vertical, there are twists and turns, it seems that it can be transformed into other worldly methods, giving people an indescribable a feeling of.
His swordsmanship has an indomitable momentum, a reformation of the spirit of cooking oil and flowers, which is bound to ignite the fire of all living beings in the world, change this inherent world, change this steadfast avenue, and reform everything Obsolete, tear apart the decay of this old age to reveal the ugly face, the ugly truth!
He wants to use his sword to change the old ways of the world, open up more new paths, and bring the world into a new era!
His swordsmanship has broken away from the technique, has become a method, and has incorporated his own ideas. He is only one step away from reaching the Dao realm!
Li is the principle of ideas, and it is also the reason of reason. With ideas, swordsmanship has life, and his swordsmanship already has life. And Tao is before reason, and only when it exceeds reason can one see Tao.
His swordsmanship is only one step away from the Tao.
Master Yankang closed his sword and was out of breath. His injuries were still not healed, and his cultivation was not as good as before. However, in front of the previous generation of sword gods, he was like a student. He was willing to show his most perfect swordsmanship and looked forward to the other party's evaluation. .
"Good swordsmanship."
The village chief praised and said: "As expected of the first person under the gods, a saint who comes out once every five hundred years. Before I died, I finally met someone I could communicate with. I came out this time just to meet you. I want You see."
Yankang Guoshi said solemnly: "Today Qingmen Pass has millions of soldiers, many of them are my students, but I am your student. There are also many scholars from Taiyuan College who came to contribute because of the national crisis. Dare to invite the teacher here Preach for us!"
The village head smiled and said, "I dare not, it's just for communication."
The two walked together, Qin Mu followed behind, Xiong Xiyu looked up at an old man in his prime with strange eyes, and said in a low voice: "In Xitu Zhentian Palace, there are no such outstanding men. We Xitu women In charge of the family, men are obedient and obedient, if the men in the Western Lands are as bold and capable as they are, why should we women be in charge of the family?"
When they walked into the city, Qin Mu saw many scholars from the Grand Academy sitting cross-legged and waiting quietly, with an expression of excitement that could not be concealed.
This time, the national crisis was at the head of the Mandi Kingdom's massive invasion, while the Yankang Kingdom experienced a major rebellion and a snowstorm, causing the people to live in dire straits, the population dropped sharply, and the people were displaced. The country has not yet settled down, and food is also in short supply. Even in the army, there is not enough food and grass. Many scholars from the Imperial Academy come here with tight clothing and food, and dare not eat enough.
Qin Mu also saw Wei Yong, Qin Yu and others. Wei Yong was originally a big fat man, but now he has lost a lot of weight due to starvation.
I'm afraid this embarrassing situation will get better after the autumn harvest season.
The village chief sat down with Yankang Guoshi, and the village chief said unhurriedly: "I am here this time, not to talk about swordsmanship, but just the way. I will talk about the way of swordsmanship. As for how much you can get, it depends on your understanding. There is no such thing as the way of the sword in this world, ever since the sword was created, there has also been the way of the sword."
Many soldiers who had returned from the front also came over. Some took off their armor and sat on the ground, while others simply stood and listened.
Many people were puzzled when they heard the old man preaching. Some people whispered: "Can the Dao of Heaven and Earth be created? Are we supernatural beings cultivating the Dao of Nature?"
Qin Mu's heart moved slightly, and he remembered the conversation he had with the Jade Heaven King, in which he talked about reforms and changes in the world.
Human creativity has created many avenues of heaven and earth that did not exist in the world, and it is also human creativity that has changed the original avenues of heaven and earth.
Dao follows supernatural powers, and when the Dao changes, the law will also change accordingly, so it is called reform.
Yu Tianwang believes that the reform may affect the interests of gods and demons.
But what the village chief said was much more profound than what the Jade Heavenly King said.
The reason why everyone is puzzled is because they are all people who refine qi, and their inherent cognition is to learn the supernatural powers of Taoism handed down, and supernatural powers are attached to Taoism, and they want to change their inherent cognition , one can imagine how much impact it will have on their hearts!
Yankang Guoshi asked: "How is the Dao created?"
The village head said: "If you go to the extreme, you can be created. National teacher, is your swordsmanship at the extreme?"
Yankang Guoshi was slightly stunned, and said: "It's only a little bit close."
The village head smiled: "I will help you."
He stabbed at Yankang Guoshi with a sword, and the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, thousands of mountains and rivers rushed towards them, and it seemed that they were no longer surrounded by Qingmen Pass, the battlefield where blood flowed like rivers, but another new world and new world , The mountains are verdant, the plants are full of greenery, the river is rushing, and the waves are blooming. Every wave is so clear and real, and the veins of every leaf are so complicated and different.
Everyone stood up, some climbed the mountain, some jumped into the river, and some picked up a flower made of sword light. Qin Mu stretched out his hand and caught a drop of dew falling from the leaves.
Sword shoes mountains and rivers.
This is the sword-footed mountains and rivers used by the village head. It is obviously a powerful move, but it has no lethal power in the hands of the village head. Instead, it brings them into a strange world.
This place seems to be a real world, a world made up of kendo.
Although this scene had a great impact on them, it had the greatest impact on Yankang Guoshi. His body trembled and his soul throbbed. He squatted down and stroked the ground, and looked up at the starry sky. He came into contact with kendo.
Suddenly, he felt a door burst open, and stood there motionless.
Seeing this, the village chief sighed inwardly: "The sage born once every five hundred years is indeed much better qualified than Mu'er, and he has enlightened so quickly."