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Chapter 116: The Spirit of Kendo(1/2)

But they said that the monks here had agreed to inspect the temples and Taoist temples all over the world, but they did not rush to announce it to the public. After all, the matter was far-reaching, and acting rashly might lead to changes. So when they swore an oath, they would never do it without the edict of the Divine Sword. What was discussed today was leaked.

Tang Xuejian sent a talisman edict and brocade letter back to the Divine Sword Sect and waited for a reply.

Jingtian originally wanted to go and listen to the meeting again, but was stopped by the Qi practitioner from Kunlun, "Master Jing, please stay."

"Disciple Jingtian, you are polite. I wonder what Master Yuheng has to say?"

"I know a little bit about the art of looking at Qi, and I saw my nephew's Qi vitality, which seemed to be vivid. I have the guts to ask, has my nephew understood the way of wielding a sword with God?"

"Undeserving of such praise from my master, my disciple has recently come to realize that he has indeed mastered the sword's will."

"You are really a young hero. I have wasted all my efforts in vain. I still only know how to use the air sword."

"The disciples are frightened. Patriarch Murong has a saying that he uses Qi to control the sword. His intention is very high. The only way to penetrate it is to penetrate it. At the bottom, the gold cracks the stone, and at the top, the clouds are empty. There is no distinction between superior and inferior in the three realms of swordsmanship, so why should I, uncle? Self-effacing.”

Monk Kunlun smiled casually and said, "You are really good at saying sweet things." He asked Jingtian to accompany him for a tour in the city. Jingtian prided himself on being a host, and he really took this talkative uncle to play in Yuzhou. After a visit, I tasted the local snacks and saw the customs of the world, and got the comment that "there is a real taste in the customs".

Later that day, he went to the school to pick up three younger children after class. The three little ones from the Li family were in the limelight and got into trouble today. They boasted about Uncle Jing's magical swordsmanship and made other kids angry. The child had no intention of studying, which made the teacher of the book school very angry. Jingtian and Jingtian were already rare monks in the world. When they came to the book school to pick up students, they could only listen to the old teacher's teachings first.

The old teaching man nagged for a long time, and then he let the three Li brothers go. The three monkeys pretended to be amnesty, and as soon as they left the house, they clamored for Jingtian to perform his "Poetry Sword Technique".

The hermit monk from Kunlun raised his eyebrows when he heard this and couldn't help but ask, "Master Nephew, is it the Great Sutra of Poems and Swords that you are teaching?"

"Disciple, I am ashamed that my magical power has been covered in dust."

"You really envy others!" The master uncle from Kunlun sighed and shook his head, "This sutra was created by the Yun Sect himself. Only three or four people have ever passed it on. Tell me, do you understand the meaning of the Sun Sword?"

"No, no, no, uncle, you think too highly of your disciple!" Jingtian was so anxious that he was sweating profusely when he heard this. He also felt a little sorry for himself. He always felt that he was not worthy of the Sun Sword Intent, and he secretly yearned for it. If If he can understand the meaning of the Sun Sword, he should have a place in the world, and he is definitely not the only one who acts like he is doing now.

So after returning to the inn, Yu Hengzi asked Jingtian Xiao to show off his skills.

Jing Da Sword Immortal was pacing in the courtyard, his eyes closed as he contemplated, and his look was really intimidating, which made the Kunlun cultivator look nervous.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately pulled away.

"Goose, goose, goose, its bow is singing to the sky, its white feathers are floating on the green water, its bow is singing to the sky."

Sedum pointed to the ground, and a pond turned into a pond. In the pond, the big goose was paddling freely. It looked cute with its white feathers and fat body.

This performance was a bit funny, because Jingtian couldn't think of any better words for a while. This is how the Splendid Sword Intent is. If the spirit is insufficient, the sword energy will be erroneous. The uncle from Kunlun was silent for a while; Sedum laughed, looking calm as a worldly expert. Sedum himself felt embarrassed. The three children only found it interesting and used sticks to chase the big goose. Instead, they were driven away like dogs and cats. With a few words of scolding, he dispersed the sword intent, and the white goose chasing the child's butt and pecking it disappeared. The three brothers of the Li family stood aside dejectedly.

"Master Jing's nephew..."

"Hey, uncle, what would you like to eat? The chef at Xiaoyao Inn is the best in Yuzhou!"

"Master nephew, your swordsmanship is very good." Yu Hengzi said cautiously.

"Uncle, please don't be joking. This disciple's sword intention is really not up to par. It's really shameful to say that it's the sword intention. It's better to say it's a trick of sword energy transforming into shape."

"The so-called technique of transforming sword energy into form in your mouth is enough for many mediocre people to pursue their lives! The art of swordsmanship is broad and profound, with the sound of sword energy thundering, refining swords into silk, sword energy turning into rainbows, sword lights dividing, and so on.

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"Just talking about the thunder and sound of sword energy, although it is nothing more than driving a sword to shuttle, a three-year-old child can do it now. However, if you want to chase clouds and lightning, the sword energy shakes the sky to make thunder, which requires pure spiritual thoughts and true energy.

The round feet are not trivial. They are even more powerful.

When a person casts a spell with the sound of thunder, the sword will fly across the sky for thousands of miles in an instant. Wherever the lingering sound passes, five thunders will turn the mountains into ashes, and even the East China Sea will be boiled dry. This method has transformed from magic to Taoism.

Zhongsamadhi is really worth playing.

"The transformation of the sword energy into form is originally an excellent swordsmanship, and its subtleties can be said to be infinite. It is comparable to the creation of the Three Emperors back then. The transformed sword energy is lively and clever, just like an ordinary living creature. It can even speak human words and absorb the energy to practice. A line.

How many heroes across the country can achieve the art of transforming sword energy into form?

This is the state where the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit have been refined to a perfect harmony, the sword energy moves according to the heart, and the Yuan Ling has its own state. This is the vastness of the human world. There are countless swordsmen in the world, and they can also be called masters."

The hermit monk from Kunlun talked eloquently, which changed Jingtian's previous impression that he was not good at talking.

"Uncle Master, I don't know. With my stupid talent, I naturally haven't mastered the ability to transform sword energy into shape. All the previous achievements that relied on sword energy were nothing more than parrot imitation skills. What's more, my sword energy requires me to open my mouth and chant.

Poetry, you can only express your feelings when your breasts are full of poetry. Such constraints are really embarrassing and useless."

Monk Kunlun's expression was complicated, "There is an old saying that you don't know your blessings when you are in the midst of blessings. This is true. How can the sword's will be comparable to that of swordsmanship? Nephew Jing, your sword's will must require you to recite poetry in order to operate.

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"You can also recite it silently in your heart." Jingtian felt quite ashamed, "Uncle, my disciple is stupid and doesn't know how to use the sword. Please give me some advice." After saying that, he raised his body and bowed.

"There is no need to be so polite. You and I are cultivators. We have learned the Tao first and foremost. Master Jing's nephew can do this at such a young age, which makes me, an old man, shameless in claiming to be a teacher."

The two of them found an empty place in the small courtyard, sat across from each other, drank wine, and talked about mysteries.

Yu Hengzi made a sword by pointing it out in the court, and suddenly there was a sword wind circling, and it landed on the ground and turned into a white tiger, running and writhing, leaping and rolling, completely alive, and roaring with its mouth open like thunder, compared to the white goose of Sedum.

, such an aura was completely different. The people staying overnight in the inn opened their windows to observe the movement, and for a while they clicked their tongues.

The white tiger with sword energy looked at it with green eyes, and suddenly rushed towards the Li brothers, frightening the three little children to scream. Yu Hengzi screamed, but he saw that this sword energy was really sad.

He fell back and lay down with his head in his arms. If his whole body had not been completely illuminated and there was no smell of fishy beasts, he would have been no different from a living thing. Sedum was also filled with admiration when he saw this.

"Master Jing's nephew, this is the transformation of sword energy. It took a poor Taoist to practice hard for hundreds of years to master it. For you, it is just the beginning of the sword. You must know that this sword energy transformation has thirty-six levels, but in the final analysis it is nothing more than the sword energy transformation."

Two words."

"Uncle, please clarify my doubts, but which two words are they?"

"True illusion." Yu Hengzi stretched out a finger, "Reality is yang, illusion is yin, and yin and yang are combined to form the original spirit. Our monks breathe out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and combine it with human medicine to obtain magic power, and magic power is the object.

, the form and quality are real and not imaginary. If you want yin and yang to complement each other, you still need one thing to complement each other. Tell me, how can you turn reality into illusion and turn yang into yin?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

The corner of Yu Hengzi's mouth twitched, "The Divine Sword sect is really unique. It has good methods for teaching and teaching. I think my nephew's practice is purely based on self-enlightenment. This is... quite talented."

"Well, when I think about it carefully, I seem to have listened to the teachings of my senior brother. He said that the only thing that can reverse yin and yang is the mind. It is probably the wonder of spiritual thought that turns reality into emptiness."

"Yes, the so-called transformation of sword energy is most inseparable from a charm. Without this intention, all transformations will not be possible. If you have never seen a white goose, how can you manifest it? Drawing a cat or a tiger will only make you smile.

Sorry, people's hearts are different, and for different people, what they think, what they see and hear are also different. It's like a blind man touching an elephant.

Those with elephant legs are called pillars, and those with elephant ears are called fans. Even if it is a plant or a tree, it is difficult to see the whole picture. A gentleman can get his muscles and bones, and a villain can get his hair and skin. However, the two control the energy and form, and others can't see it.

Everyone knows what kind of thing they are. Therefore, except for the fact that the will of the sun can create all living beings, all others seek its will and forget its form. This is the most wonderful meaning of sword energy transforming into form."

Jingtian thought about these words carefully, and for a moment he had some enlightenment. All kinds of mysteries suddenly became clear. He bowed again and asked Yu Hengzi again, "I dare to ask my uncle, I still don't understand. God."

If the thoughts are not empty, how can we refine reality into illusion? Moreover, even if the charm is used to feed the magic power, the transformed object is just the body of the mind. If the spirit thoughts do not exist, they will be confused and dispersed into the heaven and earth. How can the soul be generated on its own?

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"My nephew, you need to know that there is no real relationship between reality and reality. All things in the world come and go. They are born yesterday and die tomorrow. Their existence is also fleeting. How can we living beings know that it is true? It is nothing more than a change of mind and spirit. Seeing that it is not dead

, that is, life, and seeing that it is not life, is death. With a change of mind, you escape from the cage in an instant, and plunge into the vastness, without birth or death, neither false nor empty, neither this shore nor the other shore, what is that?"

Jingtian heard the words and thought about it, and couldn't help but sigh, "The spiritual thoughts are not empty, and the reality and reality are all contained in it. The Yuanling is not dead. The sword energy in its form is consistent with the charm. It is not confused with my heart. It is free and easy. I know

It is immortal, so it can live and die on its own.”

At this time, he had a vague glimpse of the door. If he could study it diligently, he might be able to understand the art of transforming sword energy into form, and no longer need to rely on the sword's will to perform actions.

"That's right, Master Jing's nephew, since you know the changes between reality and reality, you should not be limited to objects. Your sword intention is infinitely mysterious, and it can't just be used to transform into forms. Today you can break free from the rut, and tomorrow you can illuminate the mountains and rivers."

"The road has no limit. If you want to gain something, I'm afraid it will take you a lifetime to get it all." Jingtian nodded in agreement, then stood up and bowed again, "Thank you, uncle, for the advice. Disciple Jingtian Minggan."

Yu Hengzi smiled and nodded, "I am also someone who picks up people's wisdom, nephew, you have to remember, don't worry about having no friends in the future." After saying that, he said goodbye and flew away on a tiger.

When Tang Xuejian came back, she saw Jingtian wandering in the courtyard, looking thoughtful, so she asked, "Did you find money?"

"Ah? No."

"Then you are smiling so happily?" the girl from the Tang family asked with a smile.

So Jingtian told the master uncle from Kunlun about the sword management tools that he had discussed today. Tang Xue saw that she also had a great understanding. She then thought about it and wondered, "This master Yu Hengzi is very high-minded, why does he

But you have never understood the meaning of the sword?"

"I think it's easier said than done." Jingtian felt very sorry.

Tang Xuejian looked him up and down with a scrutinizing look, "I think it's just that my uncle is unlucky. Unlike someone who idles around all day long, his swordsmanship can advance rapidly."

"Don't make fun of me." Jingtian patted his chest, "I, Uncle Jing, am also an outstanding disciple of the mighty Divine Sword Sect. When it comes to talent, it is rare in the sky and unparalleled on earth."

Seeing that he had the strength to make wisecracks, the girl from the Tang family couldn't help but feel a little relieved. She changed the topic and talked about the sect's affairs. Previously, she had sent letters with flying swords to reply, and all the disciples outside the sect learned about the world's temples through letters from the sect.

They started to investigate the trouble one after another, which immediately provoked disaster, such as

Nowadays, there is chaos in southern Xinjiang, the Lianghe area, and the west of the Western Region. Believers gather in groups to cause trouble. The monks and Taoists want to seal the territory and tear up the land. The conflict between the righteous and the evil cultivators is constant. The casualties are shocking. Fortunately, in the end, the evil will not suppress the good.

When a fire breaks out, help comes from all directions, and ordinary and divine disasters often end within ten days.

Although the situation is under control, you still need to be cautious when dealing with the right way. The more faith prevails in a certain place, the more likely it is that the roots of trouble will be uncovered. Since ancient times, the common people have believed in ghosts and gods, and there are countless shrines and jungles. The people of this place are not just ignorant, so they must be careful.

Upon inspection, most of the righteous sects are integrated with teachings and teachings, which seems to be a big problem.

"The calamity is serious, and you and I need to deal with it more carefully. There are more than ten seniors of our sect in the Bashu area. They are responsible for inspecting the temples to ensure that there is no danger. Just now, senior brother sent a message, asking us to go to Shu Mountain.

Guard Pangu's heart and monitor the roots of the sacred tree. If there is an enemy coming from the heavens, you should do your best to stop it."

Jingtian couldn't help but frown, "Why is this?" He wanted to do something great so that he could be qualified to go to Qingluan Peak. Could the sect's arrangement be to transfer him to a casual position? How could he get ahead?

"Did you know that those worshiping in those temples are all gods from the heavens?" Tang Xue was shocked when she saw this, "Since Patriarch Yun Jiedi Tiantong, the human world is still disconnected from the heavens for four hundred years. The evil method of conferring gods may be the divine world.

Pass it down and use it to ruin our family's plans."
To be continued...
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