"What is the most important thing about a swordsman?"
This was the first thing negative Jianbei asked her as a teacher.
Tai Xi thought seriously for a long time: "I'm not afraid of death."
"No. The most important thing for a swordsman is to have a sword."
It sounds like a joke.
But there was only seriousness on Fu Jianbei's cold face.
"There are a lot of things that can kill someone in this world."
Negative Jianbei said slowly: "Within ten steps, the black rose can kill you with one blow, and beyond ten steps, it is difficult to defeat the rose cannon. In terms of the effectiveness of killing enemies, these two weapons are better than conventional swords."
"In a life-and-death fight, the swordsman's display space is narrow. Without a sword in hand, even if he finds a flaw, it will be difficult to kill the enemy quickly."
Tai Xi whispered: "Teacher, didn't you once break into the main force of the Ben Cavalry with one man and one sword, and kill the enemy apostle Falbert?"
"It's just luck."
The teacher said without hesitation: "If it weren't for the Cloud Transformation Sword, I would have died. If Falbert hadn't been so arrogant, I would have died. If I hadn't been rescued by Datney from the Benqi tribe, I would have died too." Can’t survive.”
"That was a reckless and impulsive choice that is not worthy of imitation."
Negative Jianbei commented on his widely praised classic deeds.
"The sword represents direction and is a swordsman's tool for survival."
The sword-bearing man shifted his gaze and looked at the young student: "In my early years, I fought with the Huayun Monks outside Shacheng. In addition to comprehending the Huayun Sword, I also inherited the fragmented experiences and memories of ancient practitioners from the Huayun Monks. Most of them are caused by the depression of failure and confusion about the world and the future."
"Many people regard Huayun Monks as monsters from Yunzhong Temple. In fact, they are not monsters. They are ships that have lost their direction and mirrors of battle. Fighting against them allowed me to see my true self."
Two years later.
"You have already learned the Cloud Transformation Sword, I have nothing more to teach you."
Negative Jianbei said to the young apprentice: "Go and find your own sword."
…
Taixi felt a sense of sadness and confusion.
She has dreamed of becoming a swordsman like Negi Jianbei since she was a child.
With the help of the fish spirit, she learned the art of rock control. When she grew older, she left the island with the permission and help of the King of Light to follow the footsteps of Negative Jianbei.
This pursuit lasted five years.
She fought to the death with Monk Huayun in the desert of Yunzhong Temple, talked with the cacti under the moonlight at night, and drank water from the lake.
She has been to the blood hills covered with seas of blood, where she competed with the war cat clan in martial arts, and learned rose planting methods and local jokes from the blood clan.
She has also reached the more distant outer world, the Ghost World and the Bamboo Reed Kingdom.
In the kingdom of God co-ruled by two gods, Taixi and the ghosts raised slugs, wrestled with ghouls, and exchanged what they saw and heard with the funeral clan.
She made friends with the smart and dexterous reed people, wrestled and long-jumped with the bamboo people... She even visited Master Yanjiu of Pillar Mountain and his disciple Wushu Nonglei.
The challenge to the farm base ended in a disastrous defeat.
Facing Yanjiu, Taixi couldn't even touch him. The characteristics of the sandwalker were brought into full play by this master martial artist.
…
After constantly inquiring and pursuing, she finally found the Negative Jianbei where she had stopped in the headquarters of the Yao world.
At that time, the legendary swordsman was working in Yancheng as a guard at the Museum of the Past.
He cut off the braid of the sword-bearing clan, wore ordinary coarse cloth clothes, and no longer even carried a wooden sword on his back. He was as ordinary as a real passerby, patrolling in the museum.
Tai Xi couldn't understand why such a master of swordsmanship could be in such a miserable state.
“This is a very quiet place.”
Negative Jianbei said: "It's very suitable for practice."
"A swordsman must be able to draw his sword, and he must also be able to sheath it."
After becoming a disciple, Tai Xi realized that Negi Jianbei was not joking. He never joked.
In the first half of his life, Negi Jianbei showed his sharp edge, either in battle or on the road to battle. He was an unsheathed sword, attacking everyone he saw.
Now he has returned the sword to its scabbard, its sharp edge dissipated. Even when he taught Tai Xi, he used a branch.
Even a branch can turn cloud into a sword.
Negative Jianbei told her: "Huayun Sword is my sword, you need to find your own sword."
After being asked by her teacher to become a teacher, Taixi left Yancheng.
She began to travel in the Yao world.
It was not until a year later that Qianyuan Mountain was opened.
It is a treasure given to this world by Lord Yao. It is an unparalleled mythical wonder, a place of miracles condensed by the power of gods, and the source and true body of legends and myths.
Taixi looked up at the sacred mountain high in the sky, and heard a voice in her ears.
The voice said, if you want to enter Qianyuan Mountain, then walk up step by step. When you come to the foot of the mountain, you will be qualified to talk to me.
Taixi started climbing the mountain with a wooden sword on her back.
She put away her rock-bending skills and relied on her own feet to cross the rugged and narrow mountain roads step by step. She grabbed the steep and straight cliffs with her hands and climbed the first mountain first.
Then she climbed up the adjacent floating island along the peak, heading towards higher ground.
When she was hungry, she would search for wild fruits and catch wild birds in the mountains. When she was thirsty, she would drink stream water and dew, make baskets and walking sticks out of bamboo and wood, and twist rattan into tough ropes... what she had learned on her way of pursuit in the past.
Everything came in handy.
She will only draw her sword when encountering large beasts or extraordinary monsters along the way.
Most of the time, Tai Xi is like a poor but optimistic hiker, relying on the wisdom left by his predecessors to live and continue to climb higher.
It took nearly three years for her to finally reach the foot of Qianyuan Mountain.
The long-lost voice came from the cotton-like clouds in the sky.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
A white figure with a similar face sits high in the sky, exuding the apostle's unique sense of oppression.
Tai Xi said frankly: "Master Apostle, I hope to make a sword here and hone my sword skills."
"Can."
The apostle agreed.
Tai Xi breathed a sigh of relief.
She just lived on this suspended mountain.
When looking up from the ground, Qianyuan Mountain is not too big, but when standing on the mountain, Taixi feels that the mountain is surprisingly big.
It is like a rising piece of land. There are ancient roads on the mountain that have been in disrepair for a long time. Most of the roads are either covered and broken by weeds, or the stone slabs have fallen off, the railings are missing, or they have collapsed and slid.
No one has taken care of the sacred mountain for a long time.
The task given to Taixi was to carry stones from the surrounding floating islands and polish them one by one, repairing the mountain paths and steps.
It is obvious that the apostle has seen through his own rock-bending skills. This ability can be applied to transporting and transforming stones, maintaining and building mountain roads.
Taixi's knowledge of the mysterious apostle of the Dragon in the Cloud was very limited.
She heard from other disciples who also practiced here that the apostle was called Lord Ji, and he was also the agent under the command of God Yao, and the mountain lord of this mythical place.
Later everyone called him Lord Jishan.
Every day, Taixi would step on stones, pile up piles of stones into a giant stone ball, and then step on the stone balls all the way back to the gate of Jinguang Cave.
After returning, she transformed these stones into stone slabs, stone balls, stone railings, stone steps... according to their shape and material, and stored them in categories.
She then used these stones to repair missing or damaged areas, restoring the sacred mountain to its original appearance.
Only at night can she have time to hone her sword skills.
Fellow disciples often competed in the valley of the back mountain. The place used to be used to test various magic weapons, but now it has also been turned into an arena and a martial arts arena.
In competitions between Tai Xi and her classmates, she always loses more than she wins.
People who can enter Qianyuan Mountain to practice must either have a firm will or have strong desires or abilities. There are no completely mediocre people.
After repeated defeats, Taixi gradually understood what the teacher said while holding Jianbei behind his back.
"Huayun Sword is not your sword, you need to find your own sword."
The Huayun Sword in the negative position is unpredictable, coming and going without a trace, just like the fingers hidden in his sleeves.
Tai Xi's Cloud Transformation Sword, on the other hand, is very rigid. It only condenses the cloud elements into a sword shape, which is used for stabbing and slashing. There is no erratic and agile movement like clouds and mist at all.
She needs a sword of her own.
Tai Xi spent all her time outside of work in the dismantling pool.
The Bitan-like dismantling pool can decompose various props, but it consumes the power of the entire sacred mountain, so the mountain owner has always strictly prohibited throwing props into it.
However, Tai Xi discovered that if it was not a prop, but just a product of some kind of ability, it would not consume the power of the sacred mountain.
For example, the Huayun Sword or the Stone Sword.
After getting permission from the mountain owner, she began to use the rock control technique and threw stone swords into the pool.
When the stone sword enters the water, it will be visibly separated into earth elements and rock fragments, which will eventually turn into dust and silt at the bottom of the pool.
Only during the short period of decomposition, Tai Xi could see an astonishing scene: the condensed earth element turned into countless fragments of light, peeling off each other from the broken rock, like a huge and dense spider web, with silk threads slowly drawn out.
Li, the exquisite and complex structure inside is displayed in the water.
Tai Xi watched over and over again as the stone sword entered the water and was peeled off into earth elements and debris.
At the same time, she also began to try to recreate the internal structure of the earth element she had seen, and condensed a more powerful stone sword.
It's difficult.
Tai Xi can easily twist rocks to make stone swords using the art of rock control, but the complexity and difficulty of weaving the structure from the basic level of the earth element makes it difficult for her to move forward.
Just like building a complete house out of wooden cubes, any mistake in any area will cause the overall collapse and collapse.
In order to further prove it, Taixi also used the Huayun Sword at the same time to condense the cloud elements into a sword, sink it into the dismantling pool, and compare it with the stone sword.
Unlike the settled earth elements, the cloud elements are light and easy to disperse. After they are detached from the Cloud Sword, they will turn into tiny bubbles, rising slowly on the water surface and blending into the air.
This gave Tai Xi an idea.
Can the heavy earth element be intertwined with the light cloud element to create a sword that will neither sink nor float?
It will rise with the wind like clouds and hide all things like earth.
that would be nice.
Great Lord Yao, please bless me so that I can build this sword as soon as possible!
Tai Xi was excited and looking forward to it.
With constant attempts and failures, the combination of earth element and cloud element has begun to bear fruit. The sword that has never been seen before is taking shape in my own hands little by little...
However, at this critical juncture, something big happened suddenly.
A giant beast with mysterious origin attacked Qianyuan Mountain.
Its body was covered with black hair, its eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and it roared crazily at the moon. As soon as the black-haired monster appeared, it smashed a stone tower of the Treasure Refining Pavilion that everyone had finally repaired with its fists.
Under the moonlit night, the fellow disciples of Qianyuan Mountain couldn't help but cursed and took action one after another.
I don’t know if the mountain owner was out or what happened, but I didn’t hear his voice.
Seeing this, Taixi also raised his sword and joined the battle!