Sedum sat on the field stalk, and his one acre of land had been taken care of.

Several senior fellow students from the same sect came back from collecting herbs in the mountains with bamboo baskets on their backs. Seeing him looking so bored, they invited him to a sword fight.

Nowadays, sword fighting is very popular in the world. Not only in the Shenjian sect, but also in the countryside, children on the roadside like to fight swords. It's just that the form is different. Sword fighting is not only a daily practice, but also can be applied.

In entertainment, revenge, rituals, performances and other occasions.

The rules of sword fighting are quite different, and they can be divided into several categories. One is flower fighting, which is a sword fighting for the purpose of viewing. Combined with the folk customs of various places, there are also many forms of flower fighting performances, classified by the number of performers, usually

Gu Fang Dou,

Double flower fights, three hero fights and crowd fights. The performers control flying swords for a peaceful and fancy fight, or they fly swords together to dance in the air. For those with strong skills, the sword energy can travel hundreds of miles and the rainbow is bright.

, colorful with , leaping

It is galloping and looks like a flying dragon. A scholar once stayed at Qingxian Temple in Lushan Mountain and watched the sword fairy fight in the colorful moon at night. Seeing his graceful figure, flying swords flying across the sky and earth and circling back, he took up his pen and wrote a poem. The poem said: "One line"

The spiritual light fell into the moon sky, clearly turning into purple

Jin Feng. In what year did the dragon and tiger fly away? Tonight they met by the riverside leaning on the pestle. The air connected with Kunlun and the lightning hail, and the force swallowed up the mountain peaks like clouds. It was necessary to cut off the Fusheng Road and let go of Guanshan Wanren Peak." From then on, Gu Fang

Fighting has gradually become a shortcut for swordsmen to become famous all over the world.

During festivals, sword fighting performances are held in cities and towns all over the country, and the scenes are spectacular and lively. For example, on the New Year's Eve in Chang'an, there are sword fighting performances from the tenth to the twenty-second day of the first lunar month, including large-scale performances such as Thousand Flowers Fighting and Ten Thousand Dragons Collection.

, when the sword light gathers, it looks like the sun in the sky, and when scattered, it looks like light feathers all over the sky. It is a great scene in the world.

If classified by performance form, flower fighting can also be divided into opera fighting, wine fighting, poetry fighting, etc. Xiu fighting is specially used in operas, sacrificial ceremonies and other performance occasions. Sword fighting is used as a means of storytelling to increase the viewing pleasure. Wine fighting

It is an entertainment project that is carried out in sword cultivators’ drinking occasions, and the gameplay is very diverse.

, the simplest drinking fight, where each side uses a sword, and the loser drinks. As for the poetry fight, it imitates the deeds of Yun Tianhe, the master of the divine sword. He fights with swords and recites poems. If the swords don’t stop, the poems won’t stop, and the swordsmanship of both sides is competed.

Hecai Xue can be regarded as an arty behavior among literati, but it has become a common practice in recent years.

Except for flower fights, the remaining forms of sword fighting can be divided into sword fighting and life and death fights, both of which are duels for victory. In sword fighting, when one party knocks down and cuts off the flying sword of the other party, he will gain

If you win, you must not attack the sword wielder himself. Life-and-death fights are the most dangerous, often involving death and injury. Civil grievances are often resolved through life-and-death fights. Whether it is for profit, power, revenge, honor or disgrace, sword fights can be used to fight to the death.

Sword fighting customs vary from place to place. Sword fighting in the North is often a wheel fight, with one person defending and others attacking. The loser will naturally be punished. Whether it is an apology or a name tribute, it is agreed in advance. Sword fighting in Jiangyin is more refined and usually

It's a private fight, both parties submit greeting cards and agree on a time and place. If it's a sword fight,

Then the two sides conceal each other's victory or defeat, and they tacitly agree that if it is a life-and-death fight, the one who can come back from the fighting arena will naturally be the winner. The Lingnan area is rich in martial arts, and there are often large-scale sword fights with a large number of participants.

Calling friends, death and injury are treated lightly, so there are always tragedies in which entire villages are wiped out.

Qianguan Dou was once popular in the Sichuan and Chongqing areas. It is similar to Northland Wheel Dou, but it is not a ring, but a challenge. The owner chooses a mountain peak, places people on the pavilions on the mountain road, waits for the opponent to break through, and fights all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top.

, so it is also called the fight to the sky. Jingtian once witnessed a fight to the sky.

The sword light flashed for three days. After everything stopped, the trees on the mountain were broken, and blood gurgled from the cracks in the rocks at the foot of the mountain, winding for miles. The swordsman who failed the challenge was wrapped in a blood-stained white cloth by his master.

He carried it all the way down the mountainside. For more than a month, the mountain was covered with white silk.

Life and death fights are not allowed in the Shenjian Sect. On weekdays, flowers are used for fun, but competitions with other sects must be fought with broken swords. There is a sword tomb in the valley, which was once a ditch. Later, generations of sect members buried broken swords here.

, gradually turned into a small hill, the metal was extremely evil, and in the dead of night there was often a shrill sword chant.

Jingtian learned the "Book of Poems and Swords" when he was in high spirits. Don't look at him for being cautious in everything. In fact, he just spent many years in the market and developed a smooth and docile temper. The real hidden passion is still hot. Call him

Fighting with swords, he responded immediately.

As soon as they heard that there was a sword fight, the fellow disciples who had nothing to do in the fields threw their hoes to the roadside one after another, and gathered around in groups. They talked all over the place, some said that they should let the junior brothers fight, and some said that they should let the junior junior brothers fight.

Shitou, after all, is a trick that hurts others. Jingtian bowed and begged them to spare him, and his parry was flawless. Everyone laughed at his slippery way.

Everyone came to the sword trial stage together, and several senior brothers and sisters who did not want to play served as referees, and they also took bamboo sticks for everyone to draw lots into groups.

Jingtian met his senior brother in his first game. This cheerful and heroic man is very famous in the sect, and his strength is also the best among the younger generation. There should be no one better than him in the current cultivation sects.

Heir, Jingtian has taken good care of him since he entered the school, and regards him as a close brother. Now that he wants to fight with him, he hesitates.

"Junior Brother Jing, are you scared?" Senior Brother walked up to him, his expression unusually serious.

"Elder brother..."

"What is the purpose of a good man practicing swordsmanship? If he can't stir up the storms in the world, it is better to hold the sword upside down and spend his whole life in the fields. Although our Divine Sword Sect has always been opposed to being strong and competitive, if the swordsman doesn't even have the courage to draw a sword,

,Again

Wonderful skills, no matter how sharp the sword is, are not as good as the butcher's knife. You must not regard me as your fellow disciple. You must regard me as your enemy, someone who wants to kill your family and take away what you love.

, the evil spirit that blocks your path!”

Sedum thought of the bleeding mountain and the white silk all over it.

He stared at the senior brother, his face gradually became unfamiliar, and then he nodded, "I understand."

The senior brother smiled, patted the sword pouch on his waist, and a sword pill as gray as a stone jumped out and floated in front of him. It had no smoothness and was rough and clumsy, just like its sword owner. "This sword pill is

I cast it from iron collected from the Five Mountains. It weighs 11,000 kilograms, and I named it: Rust Mountain."

Jingtian held up the Zhaodan Divine Sword, "This sword was given to me by a stranger. It weighs I don't know how many pounds. It's called Zhaodan."

The fellow students watching the battle in the audience burst into laughter, and some with outstanding knowledge exclaimed at this moment, "Hey! Isn't that the demon-suppressing sword in the Shushan Demon Locking Tower! Why is it in the hands of Junior Brother Jing?"

"Ahem! Maybe it's an imitation."

"Otherwise, Zhao Dan... the name of this sword is quite familiar. According to legend, the Demon Suppressing Sword is a divine weapon descended from heaven, and it is named after Zhao Dan. Could it be that it was the sword of the god general Feipeng back then!"

The eldest brother's expression changed, "What a sword! Junior brother, please."

"Elder brother, please."

The two of them sat on both sides of the high platform. The eldest brother sat on the ground, while Jingtian stood up straight.

"Maybe I will lose." This is what Jingtian thought. He looked at the senior brother who was as solemn as a mountain in the distance, "I will definitely lose."

Before the sword fight even started, Jingtian already had a premonition that he would lose.

He could only feel his heart pounding in his chest, causing pain in his ribs. The blood vessels in his forehead also bulged. His mouth and tongue were so dry that he wished he could drink all the river water in one gulp.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He murmured to himself, and immediately took a sip of Yuan Gang, and poured the pure essence into the Zhaodan Divine Sword. The sword buzzed loudly, and the soul of Zhaodan Spring throbbed, and actually caused the celestial phenomena, and dark clouds suddenly appeared.

Sihe, the beautiful sunny day was covered, and the sky and the earth were dim. There were flashes of lightning in the billowing black clouds. After a while, muffled thunder sounded like war drums.

The eldest brother's eyes lit up, "Good boy, I'm really outclassed by you, let's get started." After that, he threw the ring in his hand and took it lightly, occupying the center of the ring, spinning around, but no strange changes were seen.

However, there was a whimpering sound in the wind, and everyone in the audience felt that the earth was shaking slightly, and the smoke and dust were floating and beating.

Jingtian didn't say a word. He really didn't know what to say in the scene. He only stared at Jianwan in the sky, and his spiritual thoughts pulled the Zhaodan Shenjian to strike at Jianwan.

The senior brother shook his head secretly, thinking that his junior brother's swordsmanship was still inferior, so he swung the sword like a stick.

I saw Xiluan jump in the air, and suddenly a bright yellow sword light exploded, wrapping up the Zhao Dan sword and shooting it down immediately.

Jingtian's mind was in harmony with Zhao Dan's, and he heard the roar of a mountain torrent beside his ears. He suddenly became unconscious, and when he regained consciousness, the sword had fallen to the ground.

No one spoke. All the disciples stared at Jingtian. His heroic and pale face suddenly turned red, and his clever eyes turned gray. Everyone knew that he was defeated. But the sword-folding fight was not over yet.

One party must be the first to give up, or have their sword cut off to be considered a loser.

Jingtian didn't say anything. The Zhaodan Divine Sword was ten feet away from him. His vitality was scattered by the sword light from Xiluan. He had no choice but to use the Dragon Capturing Technique to catch the sword back.

He hesitated and was about to admit defeat when someone in the audience suddenly shouted: "Come on, little guy!"

Jingtian trembled and looked at the person calling. It was the girl from the Tang family. Her smile was very beautiful.

The nightshade sword suddenly vibrated, and immediately separated from Jingtian's back, slashing straight towards Xiluan.

The disciples of Shenjian all thought that Jingtian mustered up the courage in front of his sweetheart and wanted to fight with his dear master brother, so they all made noises and applauded. The people watching the excitement really didn't think it was a big deal, at least the two parties involved were a little scared.

Senior Brother Shenjian's eyes can naturally see the strangeness of Nightshade Sword. Not only can he see the strangeness, his spiritual sense is still beating fast.

Unstoppable!

The mountains turned sharply, escaping the blow of Nightshade Sword with one jump, and flew back and forth, flashing continuously. The sword ball danced in the air like stars flashing out. Its speed was beyond the reach of the human eye. It was through spiritual induction.

It's also misty

In the dust and smoke, in a daze, sword shadows were everywhere on the sword fighting stage, as if there were thousands of rusty hills appearing at the same time. But no matter how fast the senior brother urged it, the amethyst-clear nightshade sword still forced the rusty hills to the left and right.

Everyone saw that the younger brother's amethyst sword was clearly just flying around, not hurriedly, leaving ribbon-like sword marks in the air, like a Weaver Girl dancing a shuttle, its shape was agile and elegant. The mountains were as anxious as a fish slipping through the net, and every time

He retreated, not daring to confront him at all.

"What is Senior Brother doing? The mountain is as heavy as a mountain, and Senior Brother's magic power can even crush the five mountains and topple the sea. How could he be forced back by Junior Brother Jing's sword?"

"Otherwise, maybe the senior brother is guiding the junior brother to practice sword fighting. You see, Xiluan is as fast as a flying star, and the junior brother's sword is clumsy and slow. Could it be that the senior brother is helping him to familiarize himself with the sword fighting method?"

"Don't worry, look at Senior Brother's face, there's something weird about that sword!"

"It wasn't the eldest brother who taught Sedum, it was Sedum who locked the eldest brother!"

The girl from the Tang family was also watching from the audience. Jingtian couldn't help scratching his head, but he was already anxious in his heart. Seeing the movement of the Nightshade Sword becoming more and more gentle, it seemed that the overall situation was leisurely. The senior brother over there was sweating on his forehead.

I can even wash my face.

Suddenly, the Nightshade Sword and Xiluan clashed for the first time, with a loud bang, and a gap was cut out of the 11,000-kilogram sword ball, and it suddenly fell to the ground, making everyone jump.

The defeat has appeared, and the senior brother is not discouraged. He naturally knows the specialness of Nightshade Sword, and just treats it as a fight with a senior swordsman. At this moment, his eyes seem to be burning with golden flames, and the mountains on the stage are in harmony with his mind.

, even after suffering such a heavy blow, he still did not lose control. At this time, he no longer held back and used the sword skills he had practiced for many years.
To be continued...