"Do you have anything else to do?" Song Miaosong looked at Zhang Yi and asked.
Zhang Yi cupped his fists and said, "Uncle Song, master asked me to follow you to prevent you from taking risks."
"I know the good intentions of Senior Brother Gu Xuzi, but I have to go to the Mobei Underground City this time. People from the Emei Sect, Qingcheng Sect, and Songshan Sect have all arrived. The nine Sword Sect sects have already arrived.
Four, which shows that they are bound to get the magic sword."
"How can we, the Wudang Sect, not go at this time?" Song Miaosong stood with his hands behind his back, looking serious, and said.
Gu Xuzi is a disciple of Yu Daiyan, the Seven Heroes of Wudang. He is also a third-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect and the senior brother of Song Miaosong.
Zhang Yi said quickly: "Uncle Song, please let me come too. I will go with you."
"No, among the four generations of disciples, you have the highest cultivation level and the most active mind. When I am away, you will lead the remaining disciples. I am very relieved."
"The Mobei Underground City is densely covered with agencies, and there are magic sects, Tatars, other sword sects, and other people in the world. The people are complicated and fighting openly and secretly. In this case, I can't protect you, so I will go in alone."
Well, with my ninth-level cultivation, as long as there is no fight, there is no problem in returning the whole body."
Song Miaosong immediately rejected Zhang Yi.
"Yes, I understand." Zhang Yi was helpless and had no way to disobey his uncle.
"Zhang Yi, help me take good care of other disciples, that will be the greatest help to me." Song Miaosong patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder and laughed softly.
"Yes, Uncle Song." Zhang Yi nodded lightly. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Uncle Song, why did you spend a thousand taels of gold to exchange for a Jianyi copybook?"
"Although that Sword Intent copybook is precious, it is just a copybook of the Ninth Grade Sword Intent. We also have many treasures on Wudang Mountain. You have seen many master-level Sword Intent copybooks. How could you treat this one?
Why do you value words so much?”
"Master's Tai Chi Sword Intention Copybook, you don't even attach so much importance to it..."
Hearing this, Song Miaosong became serious and said, "This copybook is more than just the advice of a ninth-grade swordsman."
"Huh?" Zhang Yi was slightly startled, showing an unbelievable look, "Could it be the Grandmaster's Sword Intent?"
"Yeah." Song Miaosong nodded slightly, recalling the sword technique in his mind, and said: "Although this person deliberately controlled the power of the sword when he was writing, the Taoist sword intention is still fresh in his memory.
.”
"That is not the sword intent that ordinary ninth-grade swordsmen can possess. It is timeless, extremely sharp, and sharp. Just by the sword intent, I can feel the power of this person. It is not only the strength of the sword intent, but also the strength of his heart.
.”
"Heart?" Zhang Yi became even more confused. Sword intent is just sword intent, what does it have to do with the heart?
"Yes, heart. The heart of the strong, the invincible heart." Song Miaosong has a high level of understanding and is also very sensitive to the way of swordsmanship. As soon as he came into contact with this sword intention, he seemed to see the figure of a peerless swordsman, invincible.
The world is lonely and lonely, but I am the only one who is undefeated.
Only those who are at the top of the world can perceive such terrifying and turbulent sword intent that is so invincible in the world.
Song Miaosong was so curious, what kind of person could he understand this kind of sword intention?
Zhang Yi's face was full of questions, but he still didn't understand. What is the invincible heart, what is the strong heart?
What the hell is this?
Why is this Senior Brother Song always going around in circles with him?
Looking at Zhang Yi's blank gaze, Song Miaosong shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "In the journey of sword intention, understanding is very important, and perception is also very important. If you haven't reached this state yet, you naturally don't understand."
"But apart from that, the real reason why I am willing to spend a thousand taels of gold to buy this thing is that there is a sword skill hidden in this copybook."
"Sword skills hidden in the words? How is this possible?" Zhang Yi blurted out with his eyes widened.
"So I said, this sword intention cannot be the sword intention of a ninth-grade swordsman. It is at least the level of a grandmaster. Even if this person's cultivation level is not that of a grandmaster, just in terms of sword intention, he is definitely a master." Song Miaosong smiled.
explained.
Zhang Yi quickly asked: "Uncle Song, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Song Miaosong didn't answer. He directly threw up the Wudang sword in his hand, flipped it in the air, and with two fingers of his right hand, he sliced open the scabbard with a light stroke, leaving only the tumbling and rotating sword.
Song Miaosong raised his hand and grabbed the sword, his eyes flashing with light.
The next moment, a ray of light flashed across Zhang Yi's eyes.
Then, it disappeared.
This sword is extremely simple, just a horizontal stroke.
But just such a sword, in Zhang Yi's eyes, was like a meteor streaking across the night sky, a flash of brilliance and unparalleled elegance.
"Okay, so strong." Zhang Yi looked at the sword blankly and murmured.
Song Miaosong picked up the scabbard on the ground and put the sword into the scabbard, regaining its former calmness.
"Uncle Song, what kind of sword technique is this? What's its name? It's so powerful!" Zhang Yi asked quickly.
Song Miaosong shook his head and said: "I don't know, I don't know either. However, in terms of the realm of being able to integrate sword moves into sword intent, this person has already crushed me. At least in terms of my realm, I
Can't do it."
"I wonder if Master can do it?"
The master mentioned by Song Miaosong naturally refers to Zhang Sanfeng.
"Master Sanfeng can definitely do it." There was a look of admiration in Zhang Yi's eyes, "Master Sanfeng single-handedly created the Wudang Sect. With one person's power, he turned the Wudang Sect into the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world.
Comparable to the existence of the Shaolin sect.”
"Master Sanfeng has the immortal spirit and is a current grandmaster. He can definitely do it."
"Yeah." Song Miaosong also nodded slightly. He also had great respect and admiration for his master Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Sanfeng once enlightened him and was kind to him, so Song Miaosong has always been grateful.
"Uncle Song, from your perspective, what level is this swordsmanship at?" Zhang Yi's eyes flickered as he looked at Song Miaosong, waiting for his answer.
Song Miaosong thought for a while and said: "It's just a sword technique, so you can't tell much about it, but if you just judge it from this move, it's at least heaven level."
"Heaven-level swordsmanship!" Zhang Yi sighed sincerely, and admired Song Miaosong even more in his heart. He just took a look at the Sword Intent copybook and learned a heaven-level swordsmanship from it. Such understanding is worthy of a young Wudang man.
The first person of his generation!
"Then we must buy this calligraphy book, and we can't let other Sword Sect people take advantage of it."
Song Miaosong hummed and said, "Of course."
"Okay, you go ahead. I will take care of the copybook."
"Yes, Uncle Song, I'm resigning." Zhang Yi bowed, turned and left.??