The man in the battle robe saw the handsome Daoist just lying down and not answering, as if he was sleeping. Although he came here under the orders of his master, but with the means of the master and the two Martial Uncles, he did not need to say anything when he came here. He just had the idea of coming to visit. As soon as he thought about it, he would be informed by Martial Uncle.
I am not sleeping, but I don't want to see you.
Then I remembered Master's instructions before going into seclusion.
Speaking of his sudden visit, Supreme Uncle of Shangqing may not feel very happy at the moment.
It's time to [close your eyes and sleep] for a while.
At that time, he asked Master how he should respond.
Yuqing Primordial Celestial Venerable only smiled and answered:
"Let him go, there's no harm in waiting for him."
So this man, who was also very majestic in the heaven, just stood here peacefully, making no sound, and would not sit down in front of Martial Uncle. However, when he glanced at this place with his peripheral vision, he saw that there was a futon on the Taiji Diagram side of Martial Uncle, which seemed to be prepared for someone, so he was slightly surprised.
Could it be said that on weekdays, anyone comes to chat and drink tea with Martial Uncle?
I am qualified to sit in front of Shangqing Spirit Treasure Great Celestial Venerable.
Don't know who it is?
Or a senior who is a potential cultivator? Or a personal friend of Martial Uncle?
Although he was curious, he did not check it. He just concentrated his mind and waited for Great Dao Lord in front of him to wake up from his sleep.
What Qi WuHuo saw in front of him, the aura of countless words gathered together to form a real man. He subconsciously analyzed it in his mind, and the black-robed Daoist, who was dressed in black and seemed to be real and illusory, glanced at him and asked casually, "What are young Daoist thinking about?"
Young Daoist replied, "Great Dao Lord's previous words contain his own divine will."
"It can make the human spirit of those who see the words reflect the appearance of Great Dao Lord."
Black-robed Daoist nodded calmly and said, "That's true."
Such understanding is quite ordinary.
Just tell me what you know.
In fact, it was because young Daoist understood the text content in this scroll and truly had his own understanding that he inspired the backhand in this scroll and he appeared.
I hope it's not too boring.
Then young Daoist thought for a while and added, "The previous simple words were used to outline the picture scroll, but this time it is like writing in the void. It is no longer as flat as on the picture scroll, but like a three-dimensional one. Ah, is that so? This time, I don't directly put my will into every word."
"It's that different words carry different parts of the aura and will."
"The combination is like one spirit and one body. Can it walk between heaven and earth like a real person?"
Black-robed Daoist's movements paused.
His eyebrows were raised slightly.
Oh? It's interesting.
Qi WuHuo's voice paused slightly, thoughtfully in his heart.
In this case.
So if we write an article based on Yunzhuan in this way, wouldn't we be able to use the Spirit Charm in it to show many unpredictable methods?
In that case, when you lift up the pen, there will be a dragon circling, and when you put down the pen, there will be a dream of steaming clouds.
As long as you have seen everything in the world, you can describe it with your pen and then reproduce it?
Well... this book says that a sword is only one end of a great road, and all three thousand great roads in the world are like this.
Is it possible to do it with a sword?
Such voices are nothing but the words of the ego.
But in black-robed Daoist's ears, it is easy to hear clearly.
There was almost a look of surprise on the Daoist's face.
Such is the level of understanding.
Ha!
It's safe!
Such an understanding should not be inferior to that of Tai Shang.
Even more so than those disciples accepted by Yuqing. Those in the Yuqing sect are all hard-headed. They have no problem practicing seriously. They have extraordinary perseverance and strong understanding, but they are not very flexible. They only specialize in the Tao and follow Yuqing's teachings without any doubt. It is rare to be able to draw inferences from one instance.
It seems interesting.
Black-robed Daoist nodded slightly.
Then sit down calmly.
Young Daoist didn't have any room to speak, his eyes were deep and unchanged, his tone was calm, and he said calmly:
"I am just a body divided by one thought, relying only on words, not something that lasts for a long time."
"It's not the real body, nor the essence."
"No need to be polite, no need to say anything."
"Today, there is no distinction between status and identity. We can only talk about Tao and sword ears."
Young Daoist immediately realized that he was just holding the sword upside down, with the tip of the sword touching the ground, and making a slight bow with his hands.
"I have no doubts, I have seen Great Dao Lord."
Black-robed Daoist Seeing that the latter understood what he meant, he nodded slightly and said, "Good."
"Sit down."
Black-robed Daoist asked young Daoist to sit cross-legged in front of him. The fly whisk in his hand was like a sword. He just swept it and started to talk. The sound was heard. The mystery of it was only in his heart. It is difficult to express my feelings in words, but I know what you know, and it is difficult to explain it to others. Qi WuHuo only listened quietly, but gradually got into what black-robed Daoist said.
It's not Divine Ability, and it can hardly be said to be practice.
It's just a simple discussion, and it doesn't involve any spiritual skills or swordsmanship.
Even more, it is not so much a discussion of Tao.
It's better to say it's just chatting.
Talk about everything in the world, what you have experienced, and the many things you have seen.
There are Myriad Phenomena of Stars, there are mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, there are all kinds of living beings, and there is also the mortal world.
Just by occasionally mentioning the part about swordsmanship, everything discussed before has been summed up. For example, in a chess match between powerful players, the idle moves in the past are the killing moves later.
Young Daoist is heartless and selfless, as if drunk.
Suddenly, black-robed Daoist stopped and said, "You listen to my story, and I should also see how good you are."
"Only when there is back and forth can we discuss the Tao."
"Otherwise, wouldn't I be teaching you the Dharma?"
"It's not right, it's not right."
"Let me see your swordsmanship."
When young Daoist got up, he had to lift the Kill the Bandits Sword.
Black-robed Daoist didn't see any movement, and the Kill the Bandits Sword naturally appeared in front of him.
Black-clothed Great Dao Lord lowered his eyes slightly, and saw the method of tempering the mortal world into a treasure on the sword body, and although the technique was crude and had almost no skills, the style of tempering the mortal world into a treasure was purer and more pure than those cultivators who are proficient in Spirit Treasure Technique and call themselves the masters of weapon refining. He raised his eyes slightly and commented. "Although the technique is crude, it is not worth mentioning."
"But overall it's still a bit interesting."
"It's not like those idiots spent countless amounts of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but what they produced is just rotten wood that is carefully carved and carved with patterns."
"Take it and temper it yourself."
Kill the Bandits Sword was tapped three times by black-clothed Great Dao Lord.
Then the sleeves and robes were swept away and the sword returned to its scabbard.
Just like a migratory bird returning to the forest, the speed is even several times faster than that of Qi WuHuo, almost turning into a stream of light.
Then he said, "No, no, even though you tempered this sword yourself, it is too immature."
"Like a baby bird breaking out of its shell, although you can look forward to the future, you cannot take it for granted that it will fly to the nine heavens."
"Killing is okay, acting is almost meaningless."
Black-robed Daoist said calmly, "In this city, this sword can still be used."
His fingers tapped the void slightly.
Qi WuHuo then heard a long sword cry, and the sword hanging on Refining Yang Temple Ancestor Lu Tower roared violently.
Then it turns directly into a Dao Sword light.
Flying out from the scabbard, it seems to be extremely spiritual, Sword Qi is about to go straight to the bullfight.
I want to vent some Sword Qi that has been accumulated for hundreds of years.
But in the end, he honestly restrained all Sword Qi murderous aura murderous intent, turned into a ray of sword light, and flew directly in from the window.
The doors and windows are closed but Sword Qi is like frost. If one breaks through the window and gets in, the window will not be damaged at all. This is the treasure of the Sword Immortal.
Then he slowly returned to his original appearance in front of young Daoist.
It is a sharp sword with the words engraved on it. "I carry this sword across the world. I kill too much and I can no longer restrain myself. I hurt myself several times and it backfired on me. I abandoned it here and left one part of the Dharma lineage to suppress it. It is named after refining yang and is used to reach yang." murderous intent--Lü Chunyang], black-clothed Great Dao Lord seemed to sneer, then swept his sleeves and robe away, and said lightly:
"Just dance with this sword for now, let me see how capable you are."
This fairy sword suspended in the air slowly flew in front of Qi WuHuo.
Young Daoist stretched out his hand and held the sword.
This mouth was abandoned by Lü Chunyang because [the killing was too heavy, it backfired on itself several times], and it was sealed here for hundreds of years. As a result, the sword became more and more ferocious and screamed fiercely, threatening to make the earth tremble, and the entire Refining Yang Temple seems to be shrouded in this majestic and terrifying murderous intent, and this cold murderous intent is like an evil dragon and demon tiger that is about to come out of its cage after being hungry for hundreds of years, and is still spreading crazily.
Looking at this trend, it seems that the entire Central Province Prefecture City millions of people are going to be enveloped in this Sword Qi murderous intent in one go.
The sword screamed like a tiger roaring, rising to the sky and splitting the earth, as if it wanted to open its fangs and bite everything to pieces.
The will conveyed by black-robed Daoist's words faintly lowered his eyes.
"Huh?"
The sword fell silent instantly.
It stood still in the void for a while.
The hilt of the sword lightly rubbed against Qi WuHuo's palm.
The sword still whistled slightly.
But it is no longer sad and domineering, no longer crazy and full of killings, and no longer even attempts to kill Lü Chunyang.
Rather, it is low, subtle, and slightly long.
Young Daoist Holding the sword, the air is naturally separated by the blade, and you can feel a strange smooth feeling.
As docile as a kitten that has not yet been weaned.
Then he raised his hand and pointed his sword.
Touching the sword with one hand, it suddenly dances, casually. At first, it was like a knight-errant in Yellow Millet Dream. The sword moves were sharp and fast. When dancing, it seemed like a flower in full bloom. Sword Qi was so dense that it forced one's soul and invaded one's muscles and bones. Then it suddenly changed, and the change became pure and mellow, giving off the majestic atmosphere of a swordsman coming to earth.
It is the Hunyuan series of swordsmanship that Yu Miao has learned.
Those words 'black-robed Daoist' are not talking about swordsmanship, and there are no detailed tips on moves.
Just briefly state the contents of that book.
It points out the direction.
Everything depends on self-realization.
Some only picked up a few gravels, and some could be regarded as mountains and mountains. Whatever you can take away, you can take it yourself.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged, holding a fly whisk, looking calmly at young Daoist dancing the sword.
There was a lot of regret deep in his eyes.
Just like that, it's not worth paying attention to.
There are countless people who have mastered swordsmanship under his sect. Although the swordsmanship of the following ones is extremely good, what is the difference?
It's just an exquisite sword technique.
The ocean of exquisite sword techniques is gone, and those who can make exquisite Sword techniques are everywhere.
Even South Heavenly Gate has a marshal guarding the sky, but he only looks at the gate of heaven. Sword techniques Isn't that very subtle?
Boring, boring.
Just as he was thinking like this, Qi WuHuo stopped for a moment and stopped with his sword. He pondered for a long time, then suddenly moved again. The energy on the sword changed and the sword moves were suddenly scattered. Some of them were Jianghu sword moves that Senior Disciple Sister Yu Miao once scolded in the book. They were the sword immortal schools that he had seen and many sword immortal moves contained in Primordial Sword Canon.
It's just that there must be an inner mental method to perform the sword technique, and there is a way to move the energy. It is not just a random horizontal slash and diagonal swing.
The swordsmen in Mortal World are not limited to their moves, but the sword techniques are actually the transfer of their own Primordial Prenatal Qi and Primordial Spirit.
If you are not careful, the conflict between Qi and Qi will make you cough up blood.
It caused its own Primordial Spirit to split apart.
Young Daoist The Kengbengpeng performed this time, whether it was the exquisiteness of the swordsmanship moves or the strong sword intention revealed.
Far worse than before.
It's almost like a childish naughty boy holding a branch and waving it there, which is almost funny.
But black-robed Daoist, who was already bored, raised his eyes slightly, with a hint of interest in his eyes.
After the second sword fight ended, young Daoist held the sword quietly for a long time, closing his eyes and meditating.
He held the sword again and struck.
The moves became more scattered, and even the traces of Jianghu moves and Primordial Sword Canon began to fade.
Black-robed Daoist swept the dust in his hand, and invisible energy seemed to spread around, covering up the sound of the sword and the traces of Sword Qi.
The first time is to practice Primordial Sword Scripture's moves.
The second time, 35% of it has lost its original flavor, charm, and characteristics of Primordial Sword Canon.
The third time it was completely different.
In the end, after countless times, young Daoist's sword skills were no longer traceable to anyone else. There were no moves or differences between Divine Ability. The sword moves were sharp and calm, and finally completely separated from the scope of Primordial Sword Canon.
At this moment, I no longer stick to high-quality determination or low-quality moves, but just follow my whim.
Black-robed Daoist's eyes lit up, and suddenly he swept the whisk in his hand and scolded him, "What did you do? Sword techniques!"
At this moment, young Daoist entered a state of selflessness, and naturally followed the spiritual enlightenment and answered naturally:
"Not Sword techniques."
"Okay, Sword techniques Xiao, what kind of swordsmanship is it?"
"Not swordsmanship."
"Skills are not enough, so what is the way of swordsmanship?"
"Not the way of the sword."
"What's wrong!"
"Not Dao, Only Me!"
So black-robed Daoist laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, what a Not Dao, Only Me, what a Not Dao, Only Me!"
"You know my way."
"I see your heart."
"There is nothing better than this."
Black-robed Daoist seemed extremely happy and happy, and then swept away the whisk in his hand, just like what his character would inevitably do.
Naturally, it goes like this:
"Do you have a mentor?"