Youzhou City, City Lord's Mansion backyard, Qing Ming practice sword, every move, every move.
Ning Chen was watching from the side, with complicated eyes. When he saw the young man in front of him, he remembered himself.
When he first joined Summer Palace, maybe he was also impulsive and reckless.
Back then, if Changsun and Qing Ling hadn't picked him up into the Weiyang Palace, I'm afraid he would have died in the intricate undercurrent of the Summer Palace, without even a chance to make a splash.
The luckiest thing in this life is bumping into Changsun when entering the palace. The warmth, fear and worry at that time will be unforgettable for a lifetime.
"Mr. Bai, I'm done practicing," the young man put away his sword and stepped forward, his eyes twinkling.
After my husband came to the mansion, for the first time he took action and knocked down all the sword masters without even moving their swords. This really shocked him. Thinking about it that day, it was not easy for him to survive.
"Qing Ming, why are you learning the sword?" Ning Chen looked at the boy in front of him and asked calmly.
"Hoe the strong and help the weak" Qing Ming said with heroic Qianyun.
"Heh"
Ning Chen heard the words, smiled softly, and said, "Don't forget what you said today. In the future, when you have gone far, when you look back, this is the only bright light you can see."
Qing Ming looked confused when he heard this and didn't understand at all.
Ning Chen didn't explain much. You have to go through the road yourself to understand. No matter how much you explain to him now, it's useless.
Staying true to your original intention is the key to martial arts. No matter what the purpose of lifting the sword is in the first place, only by implementing your own way can you achieve success with the sword.
Qing Ming's journey has just begun. As long as he doesn't make a mistake, he will encounter these problems sooner or later. He cannot stay here for too long. It is only necessary to tell him these words first. Even if he can't understand it now, it will be enough if he can remember it.
In front of the backyard, a man in splendid blue and white clothes stood quietly. Looking at the martial arts training scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh softly and said, "Mr. Bai still refuses to accept Qing Ming as his disciple?"
The woman nodded and said, "Mr. Bai said that these days, he will try his best to teach Qing Ming how to practice swordsmanship, but there is no need to talk about accepting disciples anymore."
"What a pity"
Regret flashed across the man's expression. Among the swordsmen who entered the house to compete with Mr. Bai that day, there was a true innate fourth calamity expert. He was a direct descendant of the City Lord's Mansion. He had extraordinary strength, but he was still easily defeated by Mr. Bai who did not use his sword.
After the martial arts competition, the priest told him to keep this person at all costs, because Mr. Bai's role was crucial to how far Qing Ming's martial arts road could go.
A teacher preaches, imparts knowledge, and solves doubts. It can be seen that this Mr. Bai is indeed an extraordinary person. The way on the sword has reached an unimaginable level. Before imparting knowledge and solving doubts, he has already passed down the way.
Qing Ming's teaching person is really a blessing to be such a strong person.
Unfortunately, Youzhou City is too small to be able to restrain such a unique talent for a long time.
"Mr. Bai, do you think I am suitable to learn swordsmanship?"
In the courtyard, Qing Ming looked up at his young face and asked.
Ning Chen smiled, and said in a slightly more serious tone, "Your qualifications are pretty good. In addition, since you really want to learn the sword, don't doubt yourself. Your sword will waver because of your instability of mind. The essence of a sword is nothing more than speed, accuracy, and concentration. When your sword starts to waver and you draw the sword, it will deviate from its essence."
"Sir, what you said is too profound, I can't understand it," Qing Ming said with some frustration.
Ning Chen raised his hand, the wind and clouds swirled, a Dao Sword light shot out of the air, and a huge stone pierced through ten feet away.
"If you don't understand what I said, write it down first. Also, from tomorrow onwards, when practicing sword practice, just stab at the hole in that stone. When you practice the sword without deviation, you can learn other new things." Ning Chen said softly.
"Oh"
Qing Ming nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Sir, when can I become as good as you?"
"Twenty years"
Ning Chen said sternly, "Learning swordsmanship is not something that happens overnight. When I started practicing martial arts, I was sixteen years old like you. I studied Sword Two for ten years before I first understood my own sword. Your qualifications are better than mine, but, and If you want to compare with some peerless geniuses, they are far behind. Although qualifications are important, they cannot be changed by the Houtian Realm. Therefore, there is no need to feel sorry for yourself. Take advantage of what you have now. As long as you use it well, you will not be weaker than anyone else."
There are indeed geniuses who learn swordsmanship, there is no denying this, such as A'man, Mu Bai, and their seniors.
A'man can easily feel the sword breath that he has never noticed. Talent cannot be reasoned with anyone. If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it.
Perhaps, A'man will one day become another unique swordsman. However, to reach such heights, talent alone is not enough.
"City Lord, Master Tianxiang is here."
At this moment, a guard walked quickly in front of the backyard, bowed respectfully to the man outside the courtyard, and said.
The man's expression condensed, he glanced at the two people in the courtyard, and then walked quickly towards the front hall.
Unexpectedly, Tianxiang would arrive so soon. It seems that the royal family is very concerned about the whereabouts of Vermilion Bird Divine Treasure.
However, the situation was too chaotic at that time. After Vermilion Bird Divine Treasure was rescued from the descendants of Heavenly Capital Mountain and Grand Profound Palace, he completely lost his trace and there is still no news about him.
In the courtyard, Ning Chen heard the news from the guards in the distance, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. This Prime Minister is not someone to be easily provoked. He hates trouble, and he hates troublesome people even more.
At the same time, in the criss-crossing valleys of the West Buddha's homeland, monsters sang mantras, and the sound of Buddha was overwhelming. In the huge monster temple on the mountain, a white-haired boy holding a Zen staff and wearing a golden cassock, who looked like a monster and a Buddha, walked out. In an instant, the heaven and earth swayed, and everything collapsed.
The Lord of Demon Buddha, Demon Buddha, and Demon Temple, the evil Buddha among demons first appeared in the human world. The moment he was born, evil energy surged and gathered within a hundred miles.
At the same time, in the distance, in a palace towering into the clouds, a man in purple clothes walked out with a majestic purple light, with a young face, arrogant and indifferent.
The Lord of the Shrine, Purple Heaven Palace, appeared at the same time.
Four Domains's two strongest people, after seizing most of the Eastern Divine Continent's origin, have reached an unimaginable level. Today, they join forces again to seize the ultimate source.
Dragon Gate manifested, rumbled down, and the two of them walked into it, and disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, Changling Ancient Land and Venerable Lady opened their eyes, waved their hands to call out Dragon Gate, and entered them together.
"Boom"
Central Province In the southwest, the winds in the sky are changing dramatically, thunderclouds are rolling, and the oppressive atmosphere is driving people crazy.
Under the thunder clouds, the demon butterfly moved forward, looking at the Demon Wheel Sea, who was already hundreds of miles away, with blood-colored eyes gradually rising into a strange blood light.
His breath disappeared. Was she late?
"Boom"
There was a thunder and lightning that pierced the nine days. Above the void, the wind and clouds rolled, and two Dragon Gate appeared. The next moment, two powerful figures that made the world tremble came out. In an instant, the thunder was silent, and Baili fell into oppressive silence.
In front of the two Dragon Gate, one has a golden robe, looks like a young man, with dazzling white hair, and the other is dressed in purple, handsome and indifferent, with flying black hair. Demon Temple, the Lord of the Shrine, appears together with Central Province, joining forces to seize the ultimate martial arts.
Looking at the two people appearing in the air, Demon Butterfly's expression showed no change. He waved his slender hand, took off his sleeves, and a black and bright knife appeared, with a murderous intent.
"To prevent changes, don't delay, fight quickly," Purple Heaven Palace said in a deep voice.
"Okay"
Demon Buddha twisted his fingers with his hands and responded.
The pressure around the two people who fell from the sky was obviously stronger than anyone they had encountered before. The demon butterflies concentrated their energy, their long blood-red hair swayed in the wind, and their sword intent was soaring, releasing all their fighting power.
The first move, Purple Heaven Palace stepped forward in an instant, the wind and clouds from all directions condensed in the palm, and mysterious thunder descended from the nine heavens. The power was shocking and the whole world trembled.
The demon butterfly concentrated its attention, and slashed at the funeral flower, and black ice flowers fell from the sky, blessing it with extremely martial power.
With a bang, the swords and palms connected, the hundreds of miles of land fell instantly, and the rumbling aftermath spread boundlessly.
The second move is Demon Buddha. When the Demon Butterfly's old power is exhausted and new power is not born, the Zen staff gathers majestic evil energy and kills it.
When the killing move came, the demon butterfly took the true energy, held the knife and drew it, the knife appeared in the knife, and it blocked the Demon Buddha Zen staff.
With a muffled groan, the corners of his mouth turned red, and the evil spirit entered his body. The demon butterfly felt the blood and energy all over his body surge, and his strength was suddenly restrained.
With one against two, the Demon Butterfly, suffering from old wounds, is in danger.
At this moment, above the nine heavens, another Dragon Gate appeared. In the glow of the glow, Venerable Lady appeared. With a step on the lotus step, a palm fell from the sky.
"Nu Chang"
Seeing the person coming, Demon Buddha's expression sank, the evil spirits converged, and he raised his palms to the sky.
There was a sudden earthquake, and the palms of the two gods merged. There was a loud noise under Demon Buddha's feet, the ground sank several feet, and dust and sand rolled like waves.
"Poof"
The situation calmed down a bit, and the demon butterfly vomited out a mouthful of vermilion. New injuries and old wounds broke out at the same time.
"Nu Chang, it would be foolish to intervene in this battle."
Demon Buddha The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, with a strange arc, and he sneered.
Venerable Lady ignored it, used another three points of Zhenyuan in his palm, and with a huge palm, knocked back the former with a bang.
After a few steps, Demon Buddha calmed down, raised his staff in the air, and revealed his ultimate move.
Venerable Lady Seeing this, he flashed his body and came to Butterfly. He took the latter and retreated a hundred feet away.
On the other side, Purple Heaven Palace stepped forward, once again blocking their retreat. A pair of strange eyes quietly narrowed. It was really a strange thing that the always mysterious Changling Venerable Lady would intervene in this matter.
However, no matter how strong Nu Chang is, there is only one person who wants to save people, which is just nonsense.
The tense situation and the surrounding atmosphere became more and more depressing. Just when the battle started again, suddenly, a Dao Sword light fell from the sky and separated the battle. At the same time, under the distant night sky, there was the sound of footsteps, Sword Intent sounded, and a handsome and extraordinary figure came. The legend showed that the battle situation was changing rapidly.
"Take her away and they can leave me alone."
After a few steps, Prince Yan walked into the battle, waved his hand, put down the sword stand, and said.
"Yes"
Venerable Lady nodded and said calmly, "I hope you can have a great time this time."
After saying that, Venerable Lady took the seriously injured butterfly and left quickly without any further delay.
(PS: The monthly vote list has begun to gain momentum again, and it is difficult to withstand it. I hope that friends who have votes can vote and keep the results until the end. Yan Yu can also give an explanation to his editor~)