As the sun rose and the moon set, although the old man was worried about Qi WuHuo, young Daoist locked the door of the woodshed directly. The old man wanted to call a few young people in the village to break the door open, but he was worried that young Daoist said it was okay and did so. If he disturbed him, wouldn't he have done something bad with good intentions?
I was worried for a while.
I had to wait outside.
Unexpectedly, at night, it started to rain again. Winter rain is the most annoying. The cold erodes the muscles and bones. Even if you wear cotton-padded clothes, you can't withstand it. Young people feel uncomfortable outside, let alone an old man. His family persuaded him to go back, so he had to wait until the morning of the next day to see young Daoist.
If he hadn't come out by then, he would have to open the door no matter what, so that the young man wouldn't get sick and fall there.
Now it is the end of the month, and only the crescent moon is left in the sky. Threads of black clouds have gathered and covered the full moon. The rain is pouring down, and it is falling in the village. It has a unique feeling of tranquility. It is a scene of smoke and cold water. Even if you hold up a lamp, you can't see far away.
The old man looked outside and sighed, "The woodshed is leaking very much. Young Daoist is inside, so don't let it get damaged by the rain."
After thinking for a while, he said to the two sons next to him:
"Please prepare two pieces of clean clothes and come with me to see them tomorrow."
The two sons agreed and went down to get ready. The old man looked out the window and was stunned listening to the sound of rain. He didn't know what he thought of.
And in the woodshed.
But it was not as cold and humid as the old man had guessed. Rainwater leaked from above but never fell to the ground.
Waves of lingering white breath flowed and changed here, like clouds, but extremely hot. When the rain fell, in the blink of an eye, it had been transpired and turned into steam, mixing here and surrounding young Daoist. On the contrary, it made young Daoist more and more dusty. However, his face was pale and seemed to be in pain, but even so, his breathing was still smooth and steady.
Using Spirit to Control Qi.
The energy accumulated through meditation that year was quickly brought under control.
The huge Primordial Spirit made the flow of vitality extremely calm and stable. During this meditation, when Qi WuHuo opened his eyes again, some sunlight fell on the young man through the gaps in the woodshed. He could hear the sound of birds chirping in the early morning. The air was moist and slightly cold. The young man exhaled and shook his body slightly to stand up.
When I opened the door, the sunshine was warm, and the birds on the trees nearby were frightened and flew up.
The branches swayed, and a little water fell. The young man reached out his hand just in time to catch the drop of water in his palm.
Let Qi WuHuo feel a little chill.
"Good rain..."
He looked around and felt that everything he saw had become extremely new, as if it had been covered with dust on weekdays, and now it had just been washed away. After Yellow Millet Dream, Primordial Spirit, which had an extraordinary foundation, finally had a sense of stability, unlike in the past, where the vitality and essence could not support Primordial Spirit, but seemed top-heavy.
Qi WuHuo clenched his fist and felt the power of Yuan Jing.
When breathing in and out, the Qi machine circulates and can circulate around the body on its own.
[Complete Three Talents].
The most important foundation of Orthodox Mystic Gate is that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and finally arrives.
Qi WuHuo exhaled slowly and felt the liveliness and joy of his own spirit.
Just like a person who has been hungry all his life and finally gets a full meal.
There was also a hint of curiosity in my heart.
His Primordial Spirit foundation comes from the seventy-year-old nature of Yellow Millet Dream, which is no worse than Primordial Prenatal Qi.
Yuan Qi and Yuan Jing are the basic levels of ordinary people.
Therefore, if he wants to practice cultivation, it is extremely difficult to follow the path of Orthodox Mystic Gate.
Teacher all stated that it would take a full fifty years of hard work to reach [Complete Three Talents].
If you just meditate for a year, how can your vitality keep up with the foundation and attainments of Primordial Spirit?
Which river is the problem?
Qi WuHuo had a vague guess in his heart, but he did not pursue the answer persistently. At this moment, he was lively and had not yet calmed down. Just like the world washed by a rain, it seemed to be much clearer and cleaner. Young Daoist was delighted when he saw that on the road ahead, it was still early, and there were already two or three urchins in cotton-padded clothes running and playing.
Or jump into the water, step in the puddle and let the water splash out.
Even though my cotton-padded clothes were dirty, I was still laughing and playing happily.
They also held a branch and played with each other pretending to be swordsmen.
Young Daoist looked at them and seemed to remember that he was like this six years ago... no, seven years ago.
In just seven years, it feels like a lifetime ago.
The children joked and left.
The Daoist smiled and turned around.
I had no distracting thoughts in my mind. I stretched my muscles and meditated all night. After all, I was a little tired. When I saw the children making gestures with branches, young Daoist became playful in my heart. I leaned down and picked up a dead branch. I brushed the branch with my left hand and my energy flowed. The forks and twigs on it all fell down together, turning into a straight and smooth branch.
With a casual shake, the rainwater on the branches was dispersed. He raised his hand and waved it twice, but it did not throw away the swordsmanship in Yellow Millet Dream, but it was the ordinary Sword techniques after all.
Suddenly I thought of the farewell gift given by Senior Disciple Sister Yu Miao.
Whenever the mind moves, there will be a burning feeling between the eyebrows, as if a scroll appears in front of the eyes, with four cloud and seal characters on it.
[Primordial Sword Canon].
When I was young, my senior sister was the most arrogant about the self-created [Classic] level Kung Fu. With a sword in hand, she claimed that she would point directly to the Hunyuan realm.
Qi WuHuo Thinking of the senior sister who once reached heaven and needed the help of one of Thirty-Six Thunder Generals, thinking that she was trapped in love and could not escape from enlightenment, I had some thoughts in my heart. This volume Jade Book slowly opened, and the text inside emerged. It was this volume of General Principle that was created by Senior Disciple Sister Yu Miao--
[A swordsman in this world has a clear eye, a clear hand, a clear mind, and he claims to have mastered the art of swordsmanship]
[A practitioner has luck on the sword, and it comes and goes like flying. He casts spells and calls himself the Sword Immortal]
This seemed to mention the difference between the mortal swordsman and the Mortal World sword fairy, but then there were several big characters in succession.
Strong character.
[What a pity! Ridiculous! Deplorable! Poor!]
[As far as the swords learned in modern times are concerned, those who use them to dance are just the fur among the furs, the most superficial and the most despicable!]
[My number is Yu Miao. I should establish the way of swordsmanship here. I can prove the Tao of Hunyuan and become the ancestor of a sect of swordsmen!]
The youthful spirit rushed to my face.
Qi WuHuo saw that the text after my account number was blurry. It seemed to be the two characters Yu Miao, but it didn't seem to exist.
I also understand that I am afraid that I only know what these two words are because I have Senior Disciple Sister Yu Miao's Jade Slip. But looking at these words at this moment, I seem to see the high-spirited Senior Disciple Sister Yu Miao when he was young, holding a green blade, his eyes full of energy, sitting in front of him, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, stroking the green blade, talking about kendo.
[If you learn to form a sword on the outside, then Sword Qi is prepared on the inside. This means you have control over your body and mind.]
[Sword Qi is also the Qi! Refining the sword must not precede the refining of the Qi. The first step in refining the Qi is the existence of the spirit.]
[When swallowing the Dou and holding the Gang, using water and fire, and combining Kan and Li, the wonder lies in the Yang Shen, Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, Five Qi Facing the Origin, and then enter the Tao with the sword.]
[This sword is not a killing object, but an opportunity for me to enter the Tao, a tool for enlightenment!]
[Those who do not have this intention will not be able to return to the original state with swordsmanship and achieve the realm of Hunyuan]
Qi WuHuo saw the following lines of text. Swordsmanship is on the outside, and the cultivation of the Dao is inside. There is no doubt that after receiving the teachings from old man, he calmly walked out on his own path. Compared with ordinary swordsmanship, Divine Ability is a higher level swordsman. Divine Ability, whose practice can theoretically reach the realm of gods, Sword techniques.
And such a sword manual was written by Senior Disciple Sister Yu Miao himself, which shows his talent.
Qi WuHuo saw the last paragraph of General Principle.
[The way of swordsmanship is used to eliminate disasters and cut off water; it can draw the ground to form rivers; it can cut off the seven emotions, cut off the six desires and destroy the ordinary mind!]
[Mysterious energy is so wonderful that it flies around without a trace, forming clouds and rain, like tigers and dragons, changing unpredictably, and developing endlessly.]
[Kill the evil party in the world and kill the ghosts in the underground!]
[It can avoid the disasters of water and fire, and you will not be drowned and burned; it can resolve the chaos of swords and soldiers, and you can turn a blind eye.]
Qi WuHuo looked at that line of text and said, "Cut off the seven emotions, cut off the six desires and conquer the ordinary heart..."
Thinking of that young girl gently replied, "It's not that I can't, it's that I don't want to."
Recalling this sentence at this time, it seems to have a deeper meaning.
Qi WuHuo originally had the foundation of swordsmanship in Yellow Millet Dream. Now that he had obtained the manuscript of the sword manual from his senior sister, he naturally wanted to give it a try. As he was pondering over it, his spirit suddenly became stagnant, and Mountain God's seal also moved faintly with excitement. For some reason, Qi WuHuo seemed to feel like he was being watched.
The volume <Primordial Sword Canon> between the eyebrows lit up slightly.
Qi WuHuo was thinking about his sword moves, taking advantage of the situation and reciting the moves, saying "cut" in one sentence.
The backhand sword slashed along the direction of perception and earth veins.
The sword marks left by Primordial Sword Canon, Yu Miao lit up for a moment, and then returned to their original appearance.
Among Land God Temple.
Ling Miao Gong was doing divination at the moment. When he first tried to do the calculation, he couldn't tell what was going on, but it made Ling Miao Gong's heart skip a beat.
'Could he be a true cultivator with a background as a follower and master?'
But then I thought, maybe the origin involves some existence like True Lord, so I can't be counted as a follower.
In this case, you might as well calculate the whereabouts, and immediately calculate its whereabouts, but it will go smoothly.
Only then did my heart feel a little calmer.
With the help of the power of the earthly beast, I used Supreme Direct Lineage's method, so it would be extremely difficult for others to detect it.
The incense ash and incense he twisted in his hand merged and turned into a silhouette of young Daoist. Many people looked at him together. He was wearing a blue monk's robe and tied up his hair with a wooden hairpin. His temperament was naturally gentle. Because it was transformed by the smoke, the cloud sleeves shrouded the clouds, and he had an ethereal aura of a noble and handsome person from the immortal family.
Ling Miao Gong stroked his beard and murmured, "But it was a mistake, or someone who has a foothold but the teacher doesn't care."
I was about to take a closer look.
Then young Daoist broke a branch and twisted it.
Many people are just curious. "Why did you break a branch?"
But when he saw that young Daoist didn't turn around, he slashed back with his sword. The wind was light and the clouds were light, and it seemed normal, but suddenly he heard the sound of a sword.
Zheng!!!
Ling Miao Gong, who was divined based on the earth veins and Supreme Method door, suddenly opened his hair and beard.
I just felt like my hairs were all aroused and stood on end.
There seemed to be sharp edges exploding in the earth veins.
The next moment, the boy's plain and gentle voice was recorded along with the flow of earth veins.
"Cut."
The newly plucked branches swept across.
The smoke gathered and swept across like a sword.
It's as if the white light is as bright as Sword Qi.
I have a sword like a dragon. I hide it in the box and make a long chant.
After a few breaths, the extremely fierce and domineering sword intention slowly dispersed, and many people could see things in front of them.
What you see before your eyes.
Ling Miao Gong's bun was chopped off, the broken hair fell, the incense burner was broken, and the picture of young Daoist slowly spread out.
Because he slashed the sword with his backhand, his sleeves and robe were hanging down.
If so, then young Daoist swept it with a flick of his sleeves.
Then the smoke disappeared.
Only that plain low chant seemed to be accompanied by the sound of the sword, and it lasted for a long time, echoing in the ears of everyone everywhere.
"There is no end."
PS:
Regarding the sword technique, it comes from <Primordial Sword Scripture>. The author is Bi Kun, a swordsman in the troubled times of the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, with the courtesy name Yunlong.
The current version circulating is the Qing Dynasty burning version.