After standing up, Meng Qi discovered that the old man was tall and majestic even in his old age. He turned around, revealing a face full of traces of wind and frost. He had old spots and deep wrinkles, but he was bright and bright. Shen's eyes were not as turbid as normal at this age, but were so clear that they seemed to reflect the figures of Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu.
His hand that drew out the long sword was so steady that it didn't tremble at all. It seemed to be repeating thousands of hammering movements. The screenshots of each moment were exactly the same except for the different distances. It was shocking.
Feeling this, Meng Qi's expression became more solemn. This is the strongest enemy he has faced since his martial arts success. An Guoxie Youguoduo. Compared with him, his physical energy and skills may not be inferior, but his realm is not. There is a huge difference. There is no such feeling that every move is in compliance with the legal principles and there is harmony between movement and stillness.
Meng Qi had a vague understanding that the old man was only one layer of window paper away from opening the entrance between the eyebrows, and after opening it, the inside and outside of the world would immediately meet. In other words, the realm was here, and he could directly cross the half-step of the exterior scene.
I don’t know if he is the Imperial Master or the Sword Emperor
He took a deep breath and forced himself to concentrate his energy and mind. If he hadn't felt the murderous intention of this old man, he would have fallen into the world of mortals. The Yama Sacrifice Jue Jue Pure Sequence exploded with all his strength, seeking a chance to escape with his life.
Even so, he didn't dare to be careless at all. It was easy for such a person to hide his murderous intention.
Meng Qi held the sword in his right hand and shook his left hand by the handle, signaling Ruan Yushu to jump off the stone bridge immediately after taking action himself, dive into the river, and escape first.
Facing an enemy of this level, there is no way for him to be distracted.
Ruan Yushu still had no expression on his face, neither shocked nor fearful, and he didn't know what the regulations were.
The old man moved forward slowly, slashing out his long sword at will. The moves seemed simple, but they seemed to be constantly changing, and the flaws were uncertain. It can't be captured at all.
Meng Qi focused all his attention on this sword, and the words about the Final Sword Breaking Style ebbed and flowed in his mind, breaking down the combinations.
it's here
Meng Qi counterattacked without retreating, and an ordinary stab from the long sword landed seven inches to the left of the old man's sword.
The ever-changing sword moves collapsed, but suddenly the yin and yang differentiated, and the long sword moved left and right very quickly. Yin and Yang collide, creating a whirlpool. Meng Qi's long sword was trapped in one fell swoop
It's the real flaw in the trap. The only flaw is actually a trap.
Meng Qi suppressed his shock, flicked his wrist, and the long sword rotated along the whirlpool, penetrating through at twice the speed, and stabbed straight into the old man's chest.
But at this moment, the tip of the old man's sword was placed on the side of Meng Qi's thrust, passing the long sword. It was as if he automatically hit his wrist
Another trap
Meng Qi leaned forward and forcibly changed his moves. He raised his long sword, flashed the tip of the sword, and pointed diagonally at the old man's throat.
The old man took his time and turned slightly sideways, allowing Meng Qi's sword to miss. The sword in his hand remained unchanged, still standing there, and Meng Qi was actively raising his chest and abdomen.
real trap
Meng Qi had countless thoughts in his mind, and finally sheathed his sword to avoid it.
The old man was unyielding when he gained power, and with a single move of his sword, countless changes occurred. It seems to have formed a spider web, layer after layer, with flaws and traps, traps and flaws, making it dazzling.
Meng Qi saw several obvious flaws, but he did not dare to draw his sword easily for fear of falling into a trap like before. It's even possible that this sword is also part of the net being closed after the trap just now.
He had a strong feeling that each of his swords seemed to come from the heart, but in fact he was affected by various changes and circumstances. He made the response that the old man hoped for. Under his inducement, he fell into the trap and was trapped. Dragnet
Meng Qi tried his best to break through the move, but felt that the old man's sword net was getting tighter and tighter, as if his struggle made him even more trapped.
Cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead. Even when facing the Evil Lord, he could detect the enemy with his true energy and know the enemy mentally. He knew what his next move would be from his own muscle reaction and the movement of his true energy. His Dugu Nine Swords also He was not in such a state of embarrassment. He seemed to be led by someone's nose. Even though he defeated the opponent's sword move, he fell into a more dangerous situation.
But at this moment, when he was not sure, Meng Qi did not dare to make a move that completely went against his own judgment, otherwise he would leave the door wide open and take the initiative to kill someone.
Zheng
With the gurgling water and the sound of the piano in his ears, the impatience in Meng Qi's heart suddenly disappeared, and the words of the general formula of breaking the sword reappeared, and the bits and pieces he had accumulated during this period came to his mind.
In his eyes, the endless changes of sword moves disappeared and no longer lingered in his mind. What he saw was the simplest slashes, stabs, collapses, picks, and strokes, filling his vision.
No matter how they are combined or changed, they will always follow some basic principles and never deviate from their origins.
Meng Qi realized something in his heart, and was pulled by his spirit. The long sword was placed across his chest.
Ding
The sword shadows in the sky disappeared, and the two swords collided for the first time since the fight.
Meng Qi felt happy and was about to fight back, but the old man stood with his sword drawn and said without anger or joy:
You have returned your sword to defend.
Meng Qi felt like he was struck by lightning, and he was stunned on the spot. What he understood clearly was also in the opponent's sword trap.
He laid many traps and used only real flaws to induce him, just to make him return his sword to defend against a move.
What would happen to him if he really attacked with all his strength
I'm afraid I can only hold on to the golden bell, use the Luohongchen Yamaluote Sacrifice Technique to break off a round of strong attacks, and look for opportunities to escape, showing off the style of the Thunder Sword Mad Monk and the Mang King Kong.
This is one of the essences of my swordsmanship. If you can block it, it means that you have been initially exposed to the swordsmanship and have some insights. Considering your age, it is truly shocking. When I was your age, I had just touched the true energy and swordsmanship. A level of land that you can control at will. The old man returned his sword to its sheath and stood with his hands behind his back.
Meng Qi felt a little better. It turned out that if he hadn't understood some principles of swordsmanship, he might have been defeated without even being able to defend with his sword.
The old man did not mention the purpose of blocking the road, but continued to talk about swordsmanship: There are only two ways of swordsmanship, one is from complex to simple, and the other is from simple to complex. The former is the ultimate principle of swordsmanship, division. It is easy to defeat the opponent's sword moves, but the latter has developed countless methods, exhausted changes, and calculated at all levels, making people exhausted and unable to escape and defeat.
The two are not separate paths; they are the yin and yang of the sword, and they complement each other.
He looked at Meng Qi with clear eyes: But no matter whether it is from complexity to simplicity or from simplicity to complexity, the matter of swordsmanship is ultimately about me, not others. I cherish my talents, so I would like to remind you.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning seemed to flash in Meng Qi's mind, illuminating all kinds of accumulation and driving away layers of shadows.
He sheathed his sword and bowed: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."
This is not only beneficial to the digestion and absorption of Dugu Nine Swords, but also beneficial to my own mistakes in swordsmanship. It also gives me a different perspective on the Heavenly Sword.
The old man looked to the side, not paying attention to Meng Qi's salute, and said with some emotion: You are very talented, but you still have to reach the realm of swordsmanship step by step. For example, I only picked up the long sword eight years ago, and with the Sword Emperor title.
As expected, Sword Emperor Meng Qi was not surprised and asked curiously: Senior, you gave up the sword before.
No, I just forgot about the sword at that time. The Sword King said calmly, "There is no sword in my heart, but I have a sword in my hand; I have no sword in my hand, but I have a sword in my heart. I don't stick to the physical object. Flowers, grass, trees, and everything are my long swords. Since the sword is me, I am the sword. I have forgotten both swords." After passing through these one by one, I picked up the sword again, and it was still the same. At this point, I finally understood the way of the sword.
Meng Qi's heart moved and he blurted out: Seeing mountains is still mountains, seeing water is still water; seeing mountains is not mountains, seeing water is not water; seeing mountains is still mountains, seeing water is still water.
The Sword Emperor nodded lightly: It's good to understand, but only when you truly understand this kind of thing can you be considered a beginner.
He turned around, walked slowly, shrunk to an inch, and disappeared into the darkness, leaving only one sentence:
Tell Lu Guan that whoever becomes emperor will have to drive away the Xilu and must not use him at all. Just wait patiently and don't be in a hurry to become attached.
Huh, Meng Qi let out a long breath. Fortunately, the Sword Emperor was not hostile, otherwise he and Ruan Yushu would be in trouble.
It's best to be neutral for now. Ruan Yushu, who was standing quietly next to him, suddenly spoke.
Meng Qi glanced at her and was slightly touched. She didn't choose to escape by herself just now: Yes, that's what I thought too. Luo Shengyi's desire to help the third prince is his business and has nothing to do with me.
On this matter, Luo Shengyi made a straightforward decision without any discussion, which really made Meng Qi unhappy.
However, his choice was not due to dissatisfaction, but to assess the situation. His goal was to worship Lu Guan, rather than which prince would succeed him.
Therefore, no matter how unhappy he is, it will not affect his meeting with the third prince tomorrow. He must at least observe the prince in person to provide a basis for his final decision in the future.
None of us have court experience like Yunbo Bogui, so we have to ask Lu Guan. Ruan Yushu said coldly and still.
Too. Meng Qi nodded slightly. You have to ask an expert about this kind of thing. He has never experienced anything like this.
In the post house, after listening to Meng Qi's report about the current situation in the capital and the Sword Emperor's message, Lu Guan smiled bitterly and said: "Lu only has the vague aspirations of the Tieshan Army. How can I intervene in the battle for the throne? I will ask the right minister as soon as possible to do something." Hard-core royalists will support whoever succeeds the unification.
He pondered for a while and said: Actually, no matter who ascends the throne, I will have to use me. If any prince has reached peace talks with the Xilu privately and the situation eases, I am afraid I will have to be idle again, but this is fine, and the people will be spared. The disaster of swords and weapons, I just hope not to give in too much.
Meng Qi frowned slightly, yes, under normal circumstances, the battle for the throne would be a matter between a few princes and the forces behind them, but now, the Western Captives Chen Bing upstream of the Pei River will go south at any time, and their choices will also affect the changes in the throne.
The envoys for the Xilu peace talks have already arrived in Beijing. Who are they secretly colluding with? Meng Qi stood up suddenly and decided to go find out the situation at night. . If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.
: Things are very busy, so the update is a little late, but it is almost finished, and it will start to explode on Wednesday.
Asking for recommendation votes on Monday~