"The Divine Sword has a spirit, but the hard part is to resonate with it."
"The Xuanyuan Sword Art I want to teach you has three levels. The first level is inspiration, which means learning to communicate with the divine sword so that you can command it like an arm."
"Your Taiping Sword is so spiritual that it can even act as a warning weapon."
"From this point of view, the level of inspiration is not difficult for you."
"And above the inspiration, there is sword control."
"As the name suggests, you don't use your hands, but use your mind and mana to control the sword, allowing it to attack in the way you want, or even perform sword skills."
"Practice to the depths, your mind will move, and the sword's edge will point. If your magic power is strong enough, you can split mountains and stones, chop rivers and cut off rivers, and take the heads of people thousands of miles away."
"As for the sword control, it is divided into swords."
"As the saying goes, fake things can become real. Why can't one sword become ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, until it is endless?"
Yan Chixia took off the sword box: "I only have one sword in this sword box, but I can make the fake one come true. The swords fly together, hundreds of swords fly out to kill the enemy, and I can even use these swords to make swords."
Array.
Although the power of the fake sword made by borrowing the fake sword to become real cannot be compared with the main sword, it is no problem to be used to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers and form a sword formation.
This is also the reason why the Nine-tailed Demon King, who occupies the mountain as king and has thousands of demon soldiers, is very afraid of me even though I am alone.
If you make me anxious, a hundred swords will fly together, one man will form an army, and thousands of demon soldiers will confront me, and most of them will be lost in an instant."
Zhang Heng thought about it for a moment.
In A Chinese Ghost Story 2, when Yan Chixia faced off against the Millennium Centipede, hundreds of flying swords shook the sky, and it was no joke that one person became an army.
At this point, there are not enough ordinary people to kill.
That is to say, in the Liao Zhai world, if it were replaced by a low-level horror world like Resident Evil, it would not be a problem for one person to liberate a city.
Yu Jian went out today and came back after killing tens of thousands of zombies.
Tomorrow Yujian will go out and kill tens of thousands.
In less than ten days, most of the zombies in a city can be killed, creating a legend of "Liao Zhai Sword Immortal in Biochemistry".
"A hundred swords fly together!"
Zhang Heng was full of longing.
There are thousands upon hundreds, and there are tens upon thousands.
Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions.
I dare not say that it is infinite, but if the sword turns into billions, it may not be a problem to kill an entire world of creatures with just one thought.
"Is Xuanyuan Sword Jue strong?"
Noticing Zhang Heng's expression, Yan Chixia smiled: "Come, let me teach you the formula first."
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The Taiping Sword is a first-class divine sword, full of spirituality.
The level of inspiration was surpassed by Zhang Heng in just three days, thus forming a spiritual connection with the sword.
But this stage of sword control is not that easy.
There are many areas that need to be adjusted. As the saying goes, the shallow inspiration, the deep sword control, and endless learning are divided into swords.
Half a month later.
Zhang Heng could only make it within ten steps, allowing the sword to unsheath itself to chop or stab directly. If it took more than ten steps, the sword would be shaky and difficult to control.
"The sword is unsheathed!"
Zhang Heng stretched out his finger.
The Taiping Sword instantly flew out of its scabbard, its tip forward, and hovered next to Zhang Heng.
"go!"
Zhang Heng pointed to the target ten steps away.
After receiving the order, the Taiping Sword shot out of the air and passed by the neck of the humanoid target. The next second, the straw man's head fell to the ground.
"The sword is sheathed!"
Zhang Heng pulled his fingers back.
The Taiping Sword flew back with a swish, spun around Zhang Heng, and was suddenly inserted into the scabbard behind his back.
"Brother Zhang, you are still practicing your ten-step flying sword!"
In order to get Yan Chixia's advice.
These days, Zhang Heng has been staying in Wumenju and has become familiar with Yan Shi.
Hearing the joke, Zhang Heng looked back.
I saw Yan Shi jumping up and down, holding a purse in his upper hand, with an embroidery of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
“If you don’t accumulate small steps, how can you reach a thousand miles?”
"What you see now is a ten-step flying sword, but it will not stay at ten steps forever. When I fly ninety thousand miles with one sword and cut down all the stars and fall into the sky, others will only see my success."
As Zhang Heng said this, he glanced at Yan Shi who had a silly smile on his face: "Go to Xiaowen's place again?"
After saying that, he shook his head: "It's just a purse. As for laughing like this?"
"Brother Zhang, you don't understand this."
Yan Shi held up the purse and said proudly: "Although this is just a purse, it is not an ordinary purse. Look at the pattern on it, mandarin ducks playing in the water. Xiaowen specially showed it to me."
Zhang Heng didn't answer.
With a finger in his hand, the Taiping Sword was unsheathed again.
Brush brush brush.
Several lines of poetry were left on the walls of Wumenju.
Zhang Heng left his name and had nowhere to live.
"Where can I learn from riding the wind and wielding a sword? I have my teacher in Wumen."
"The sun and moon hang on the Xuanyuan Sword, half of the universe is peaceful."
"A child dreams of fairies in the sky at night, dares to ask you to lend me a flower."
"On the day when lovers finally get married, they will miss their old friends instead of spring flowers."
Finished writing.
Zhang Heng returned his sword to its sheath, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.
aside.
Yan Shi took a closer look and clapped his hands and applauded: "What a poem, Xuanyuan Sword Jue, Wumenju, Xuanyuan Sword, Taiping Sword, me, Master, Xiaowen, Brother Zhang, you, and Daojun, several lines of poems appear on the paper
superior."
Zhang Heng said: "It is said that if you are close to vermillion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be dark. When I met a scholar, my knowledge also greatly improved."
After talking and laughing.
Zhang Heng regained his serious expression and said to Yan Shi, "Did you hear that a matchmaker is bringing coal to Xiaowen?"
Yan Shi was stunned when he heard this: "Really?"
"This is still false!"
Zhang Heng thought for a while and said: "I have already inquired about it. The matchmaker is a matchmaker for Wang Yuanwai of Guobei County. Wang Yuanwai is forty-seven years old. He is older than Xiaowen's father. He has a head wife at home.
There are six concubines, and if Xiaowen goes away, she can only be the eighth."
"But Xiaowen's parents are very happy with this marriage because Wang Yuanwai is willing to pay fifty taels as a betrothal gift."
"Xiaowen's parents are both greedy for money. If you don't take any action, Xiaowen will be married into the Wang family in a month or so at the latest."
Yan Shi was shocked and confused: "What should I do?"
"The mountains and rivers are still there, and the sky has not fallen. Don't panic!"
Zhang Heng had already made up his mind and asked, "Do you like Xiaowen and want to marry her? Does Xiaowen also like you?"
Yan Shi smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Zhang, if I didn't like Xiaowen, why would I go to town to guard her every day and watch her sell purses? If she didn't like me, how could she give me a purse for playing like a mandarin duck in the water?"
Zhang Heng nodded: "That's easy to handle, just look at me."
The next day.
Zhang Heng went to Yan Chixia and told him that Yan had found a sweetheart and that his sweetheart was about to marry someone else.
Yan Chixia looked helpless.
Yan Shi would go out to look for friends every now and then. How could he not know what kind of friends they were?
But there was nothing he could do about it.
Xiaowen's parents dislike the poor and love the rich, so he can't force them to marry their daughter with a sword.
"I have been lonely all my life, and half of my life has been wandering."
"After I found Shi'er, I felt a little relieved, but I know that Shi'er is not me, and my life may not be suitable for him."
"He wants to pursue happiness. I don't object. Xiaowen is a good child, but her parents..."
Yan Chixia looked hesitant.
"Master Yan, this matter is difficult for you to handle, but it is not difficult for me to handle it."
"If you can trust me, leave this matter to me."
See Zhang Heng is confident.
Yan Chixia thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
Two days later.
A wealthy businessman, dressed in fine clothes, came to Shiliting Town with a large team of people to look for his relatives.
Everyone asked.
The wealthy businessman said that he encountered a great disaster twenty-four years ago and was robbed by strong men in the river. He had no choice but to put his young son, who was only over one year old at the time, into a wooden basin and float him down the river to save his life.
No matter who dreams, there is no perfect way.
He survived the robbery by strong men, traveled all over the country, and earned a fortune.
Now, after many inquiries, he found out that his son was not dead, but was adopted by a stranger, so he came to look for him.
When everyone heard this, they were amazed.
Again: To the north of Shiliting Town, there is a villa called Wumenju.
There lived an old Taoist priest in Wumenju. The old Taoist priest adopted a child that he picked up from the river. The child was about the same age as the wealthy businessman said.
The wealthy businessman was overjoyed.
He called the servants and distributed gifts, each person had ten kilograms of rice and five taels of oil. He did not refuse anyone who came, he just said that he was very happy, he was really rich.
Xiaowen's parents are also among them.
People around me heard that this wealthy businessman was Yan Shi's biological father and was here to find his relatives. They were all dumbfounded.
The second day.
The town is decorated with lights.
The wealthy businessman rented out all the restaurants in the town and held a big banquet in the town and countryside.
Yan Shi followed the wealthy businessman, dressed in brocade and mink fur, with jade around his waist, and his appearance had changed.
The wealthy businessman said that Yan Shi was unwilling to go back with him, but he didn't care anymore. He just wanted to make up for the regrets of the past years, so he bought a restaurant, 100 acres of fertile land, a house, and two cattle on the spot with the surrounding gentry.
Xiaowen's parents' eyes lit up when they saw it.
Unexpectedly, the wealthy businessman turned around and approached Xiaowen's parents again, saying that he would be the matchmaker for Yanshi to marry Xiaowen, and promised to give him a betrothal gift of one hundred taels and a farm cow.
Xiaowen's parents are money-grubbing people.
For fifty taels of silver, he wanted to marry Xiaowen off to a forty-year-old Wang Yuanwai as a concubine.
Now that the wealthy businessman is willing to pay a hundred taels, there is no reason not to agree. He immediately forgot about the king of Guobei County.
The wealthy businessman added that he was in a hurry to go back and wanted to settle the marriage first.
Xiaowen's parents nodded repeatedly, and sent a matchmaker's horoscope that night, exchanging their birthdays and horoscopes with an attitude even more anxious than that of a wealthy businessman.
"Is this how the marriage is settled?"
Looking at the eight-character matchmaking post in his hand, Yan Shi felt as if he was in a dream.
"It's settled. In three days, you can marry Xiaowen."
Zhang Heng and Yan Chixia drank tea and played chess.
Talk about it.
Although the rich businessman is fake, the money is real.
It doesn't matter whether Yan Shi's father is a wealthy businessman or not, what matters is the betrothal gift of one hundred taels of silver.
What's more, Zhang Heng put on a full show and actually bought a restaurant and a hundred acres of fertile land as Yan Shi's wedding gift.
This way.
With a restaurant and hundreds of acres of fertile land under his name, does it matter whether he has a wealthy businessman or not?
Who dares to say that Yan Shi is not a wealthy family in Shiliting Town.