The fields, mountains and roads were covered with ice and snow, a vast expanse of white. A series of ringing copper bells could be heard on the official road.
At this time, they were not far from the capital Tianzhi, and Lu Liangsheng no longer used magic to speed up the journey. The Taoist priest would occasionally run into the passing woods or frozen ditches to search, and the old donkey with the reins loosened would follow behind slowly, swinging its tail.
With the bookshelves slung on both sides of his hips, the Toad Taoist priest, hugging his flippers and sitting cross-legged on the mattress in the small compartment, swayed left and right with the bookshelves.
Toad's eyes looked through the cracks in the compartments at the snowy scene outside. Thinking of what had happened before, his cheeks puffed up.
… I am a great demon who is close to the demon king.
In the past, I fought my way out of the mountains of corpses and blood, and was able to survive to the peak, almost approaching the demon king stage. It was the principle of fighting when you can, eating when you can, and running when you can... But—
It's a shame!
I am so ashamed.
I am a great demon, and I must get my face back no matter what.
The toad opened his mouth slightly and sighed again.
If this continues, when will I be able to recover my cultivation... It seems that I have to go back to Qishan.
"Fortunately, I had a trick up my sleeve. All my life's treasures are there. I have to find a way to get Liangsheng to take me there. I don't need to mention the magic pills, but the Taoist magic alone is enough to get him out of the way..."
When he thought of this, a sudden croak came out of his mouth.
Toad opened his eyes wide. The technique of Disha Yinhuo was originally something I learned when I swallowed an elder from Lihuo Sect... The technique was also placed over there.
Could it be... stolen? ! ! !
The Toad Taoist could no longer sit still. He wrapped himself in quilts and lay on the blanket, tossing and turning, unable to calm down.
"Master, you called me just now. Is there something wrong?" Lu Liangsheng's voice was heard outside the cubicle.
"fine!"
The scholar heard the master's response and smiled: "Then Master, call me if you need anything."
Then he looked at the Taoist who was doing something by the field, turned back, and continued to read the contents of the booklet titled "The Sword Intent of All Laws".
I had already finished reading the books I brought with me on the way to the northwest, and now that I had acquired a new book, I naturally wanted to take this opportunity to read through it.
Lu Liangsheng was quite curious about sword moves.
The handwriting on the sword manual was illegible, but it did not pose a problem for him. The manual basically used oral narration to break down the sword moves one by one, which seemed more like it was recorded by later generations.
After reading the whole article, I find the content practical. The key word "Wan Fa" further explains that it can accommodate different methods and thus have different effects.
Lu Liangsheng drew out the Yuelong Sword from his waist, gripped the hilt to mobilize his magic power, and according to the description in the sword book, he swung out the starting move. A light blue light flashed across the sword, and the dust and snow on the ground where the sword tip was pointing spread out in a circle.
Sure enough, it was different from the sword energy wielded by Zhu Ziyi.
After entering the capital city and passing through a town, Lu Liangsheng asked the Taoist priest to wait outside and went into the town to buy a few blank scrolls and ink blocks. However, the population in the town was not dense, and the only gossip he could hear on the way was basically the gossip of his neighbors.
Lu Liangsheng bought some food and without staying for too long, returned to the outskirts of town to meet up with Sun Yingxian, who was a little puzzled.
"Are you itching to draw? It's no big deal to just draw a picture..."
"You'll find out in a moment."
The scholar changed his previous leisurely pace and took the Taoist priest to a deserted snowy place, where he hung a blank scroll on a tree.
Soon, Lu Liangsheng ground the ink and followed the sword moves in the sword manual. Using the movements he understood, he drew stroke by stroke on the scroll, dropping blue ink. The tip of the pen moved rapidly, outlining different figures wielding swords.
"alright."
The scholar placed the pen in the Taoist's hand, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and turned it into water stains, then waved his wide sleeves to spread the clear snow water on the paper. The water stains seeped into the paper and formed spots.
On the snow outside the forest, six figures in white robes appeared out of thin air, holding long swords and swinging them with their own sword moves.
"Is this okay?"
The Taoist held the inkstone in his hand and stared blankly at the cold sword lights dancing out, as if they were connected with the snow, which was extremely beautiful.
However, it was different in Lu Liangsheng's eyes.
Harnessing the magic power to drive the scroll to create illusions requires him to control it personally. At the same time, he will gain more insights from it. This is a method he suddenly thought of while trying.
clang~
Lu Liangsheng put two fingers together and swung them upwards. The Yuelong Sword was unsheathed, emitting a flash of cold light and flew into the air. The next second, the flipped hilt of the sword was grasped by the scholar, who leaped up and rushed out of the forest with a kick of his feet. The trees were shaking.
Falling into the snow outside the forest, with his wide sleeves fluttering, the Yuelong Sword drew a half moon in Lu Liangsheng's hand. The snow around his feet splashed with the tip of the sword and scattered into the air, then fell down. On the snow, the scholar's sleeves fluttered, and his sword moved like a swimming dragon. The moment the falling snow was stopped by the sword, it was pulled into a straight line and shot out for several feet before falling down.
All around, the six figures dancing with swords disappeared one by one, as if they had merged into Lu Liangsheng's movements. The Yuelong Sword in his hand gradually began to emit the magic power of "The Right Way of Qiankun". As he swung it, wind blew up around him. The snow on the ground gradually peeled off and rose up with the wind, and flew around Lu Liangsheng.
The snow, the white scholar, and the dancing sword were like a snowy scene. Sun Yingxian looked at the sword in his hand, then raised his head to look at the scenery of the snowy field, then put away the sword and hung it on his back.
"Forget it, let's just use the talisman paper."
Amidst the flying snowflakes, Lu Liangsheng casually stabbed out a nearly perfect sword strike, and the drifting snowflakes gave people the illusion of being torn apart by the piercing sword.
The Taoist priest leaned against the tree trunk, opened the wine gourd and took a sip.
"What's the use of looking good?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the scholar in the snow suddenly rise into the sky. The Taoist felt a majestic aura rushing towards him. The hairs on the back of his head stood up one by one. Even Toad couldn't help but open the small door of the compartment and look over there.
The setting sun slants through the snowy forest.
The scholar falling from above had a cold look in his eyes, his clothes and hair dancing in the air. The moment the Yuelong Sword was illuminated by the setting sun, it seemed as if a moon was revealed in the clouds, and in Lu Liangsheng's hand it passed through the flying snowflakes and fell from the sky.
The sword energy pushed aside the snow, and the moment it touched the soil, ripples silently formed on the surrounding snow and spread towards the surrounding woods.
The Taoist priest quickly waved his sleeves to sweep away the snowflakes that were blowing in his face. When he looked again, the wind had stopped.
In the rosy glow, Lu Liangsheng stood upright, his robe gradually became calm, and the snow several feet around his feet was swept away.
In front of him, the Yuelong Sword was stuck in the ground, and a faint humming sound could be heard in the air.
"This sword move can be combined with various spells, it can be regarded as a panacea. After using it, why do I feel like... something is missing?"
Over there, the Taoist clapped his hands and shouted, "Good sword, good sword!" Lu Liangsheng drew out Yuelong and put it back into the sheath, then flipped through the sword book and read it again. After a long time, he finally guessed a clue from the handwriting.
…This sword manual was copied, not the original, and it lacks the sword spirit.
Apart from the techniques of cultivation, Lu Liangsheng had only come into contact with the Qianyang Palm taught by a Taoist priest. Although he had never come across the sword technique, he knew that this kind of martial arts should be practiced with a sense of artistic conception, which would be very close to the way of the sword.
The Toad Taoist looked at the profile of the scholar who was concentrating on his studies, then slowly returned to the compartment, closed the small door, uncovered the mattress, huddled inside, and lay on his side with his arms around his flippers.
Hmm…
It seems that even if I go back, my collection won't be able to withstand his learning like this. Why didn't I pick someone with a weaker physique in the first place
Half an hour later, Lu Liangsheng put away the sword book at the Taoist's urging. He was so engrossed in reading it that he almost missed the time to enter the city.
He hung Yuelong on the bookshelf, held the reins, and continued to move forward with the Taoist.
It was almost time to close the city gates when the two men just arrived. The streets outside Tianzhi were prosperous, and even at night, you could see many pedestrians coming and going.
In the shops and stalls, the shop assistants are shouting loudly, inviting passers-by.
"The stall is closed, buy now if you want..."
"Chuibing! Chuibing, delicious and affordable!"
"Sir, why don't you buy some rouge and powder for your young lady? I guarantee that her face will become as smooth as a baby's..."
The crowd was noisy and lively.
In the busy city, Lu Liangsheng was leading the old donkey and looking around.
Suddenly, I had the illusion that I was in another world.
"One place is poor, another place is prosperous..."
…
At this moment, across the border hundreds of miles north of Chen Chao, in the territory of Northern Zhou, in a dark hall in a mountain, in front of a four-armed statue, a sitting figure opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Lu Liangsheng... I'm afraid there is such a powerful monk helping him. I'm wrong... But I have to go to Wu Se Manor first. The thousand-year-old flower has been blooming for a long time, and it's time for it to bear fruit."
At the same time, Pu Du Ci Hang, who had returned to the altar, remembered the flame image that emerged from the round jade and opened his eyes slightly.
"Good, good, this person is too violent and has damaged my cultivation. I need to be saved urgently."
The fate in the world is ingenious and difficult to understand. Sometimes a good relationship is formed by a chance encounter, and a good story is spread. Sometimes, it becomes an enemy inexplicably...
As the night deepens, beyond the deserted inner city lies the brilliantly lit imperial palace, with burning candles creating a warm atmosphere.
The sound of chess pieces falling was a bit heavy.
It could be heard that the emperor sitting in the tent was in a bad mood.