Xu Jiaorong led Li Yong and A Bao to clean several exquisite rooms in Prince Liang's mansion and moved in.
Zhang Yutang also regained his strength and stood aside, smiling as he watched the three people busy around.
"The wind is blowing!"
A Taoist talisman flew into the air, only to see a strong wind rising from the ground.
The dust is flying and the grass is swaying, clearing away the filth in the yard.
"Tao soldiers!"
Several points of sword energy were condensed into dozens of Taoist talismans, and each Taoist talisman transformed into a Taoist soldier and fell to the ground:
"Master, what are your orders?"
"Go clean everything up here!"
"Yes!" The Taoist soldier responded with a roar.
After ordering the Taoist soldiers to clean up, Zhang Yutang turned around and walked into the room, but Li Yong, A Bao, and Xu Jiaorong were staring at each other for a long time, and then he sighed:
"Young Master, you are truly a man of God."
In the room, Zhang Yutang took off the Star Chasing Sword from his waist, put it in his hand and considered it carefully:
"God-killing sword!"
"Could it be that this sword can easily kill gods in the sky? Otherwise, why would it be called the God-Slaying Sword by Yue Lao?"
"Or is it that this sword can break through the body of a god? What's going on? Why don't I see at all what's so extraordinary about this sword?"
He picked up the Star Chasing Sword, looked at it again and again under the light, but still didn't find anything strange. After going back and forth a few times, Zhang Yutang gave up.
You can't force things like this, you can only wait and let nature take its course. If there is really a magical place, you will always find it one day in the future.
After a big battle, everyone was exhausted. After tidying up the room, they all fell asleep quietly. The days were long and the nights were short, and before they knew it, the sun was rising and the moon was setting, and day and night were turning.
A red sun rises above the horizon, emitting thousands of rays of light.
When Li Yong, Abao, and Xu Jiaorong got up early, Zhang Yutang had already started breathing in the east in the yard, absorbing the purple energy from the east and strengthening himself.
The waist-deep weeds in the yard have all been harvested, and some broken things that should be thrown away have been thrown away. The entire yard has been swept away, making it spacious and flat.
Seeing the empty courtyard take on a new look, several people were so surprised that they couldn't shut up:
"Sir, did you do this alone, or did those people do it last night?"
Zhang Yutang stopped his momentum and walked over:
"Yesterday, I showed off my illusion skills, used sword energy to form talismans, turned into Taoist soldiers, and took care of it."
"From now on, we will settle down here, practice calligraphy and swordsmanship, and won't leave for a while. Miss Xu, Abao, you go buy oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea and rice, and make a fire to cook."
"Li Yong, go and look around to see if there are any hidden dangers in this house and yard."
"Yes, sir."
The three of them responded and then went about their own business.
Zhang Yutang was the only one left standing in the courtyard, looking at the sun in the east, thinking deeply.
"The way of drawing talismans has reached the stage of two strokes of ghosts and gods. It is really difficult to go one step further. Unless by chance, I use Tao talismans to turn into heavenly weapons, which is considered to be the middle stage of the two strokes of ghosts and gods."
"It's just that Taoist soldiers are easy to draw, but heavenly soldiers are not easy to draw. If I want to draw the spirit of a heavenly soldier, I will have no hope unless I catch a heavenly soldier and study it carefully."
"Now we can only continue to increase the number of Dao soldiers, and slowly reach the point where they can draw talismans as soldiers and come easily. Then we can hope to enter the middle stage of the second stroke of ghosts and gods."
After thinking about drawing the talisman for a while, I walked a few steps in the yard:
"In addition to the art of drawing talismans, I have already condensed the magical power of the bright moon on the sea. From now on, I only need to study it carefully and cultivate it. The only sword technique left is that I can make progress and enhance my strength."
"The first sword move in the Sword Technique is the Sword of Killing. It emphasizes ruthless killing. The murderous intent must come from the spirit. Only by killing countless people can the murderous intent be condensed."
"I can't just kill countless people for no reason in order to gather murderous intent. What would I become? What should I do to gather murderous intent without killing people?"
I walked aimlessly in the yard, the autumn wind was blowing, and the trees were falling.
Zhang Yutang frowned and thought as he walked. Suddenly Muzi brightened up and became very energetic:
"Yes, how could I have forgotten it? I learned the unique skill of mountain characters in Phoenix Mountain, which is to use a sword as a pen and combine the way of writing with the way of drawing talismans. Now that I practice the way of killing swordsmanship, I can do the opposite.
And do it.”
"As long as I use my pen as a sword, write murderous songs silently, and immerse myself in the murderous and heroic spirit, I can slowly condense the murderous spirit into the way of the sword."
In excitement, Zhang Yutang trotted into the room, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, took a breath quietly to calm himself down, then picked up the pen and wrote one by one.
One stroke after another, the sword energy spreads horizontally.
Chi---
The paper could not withstand the sword energy and was shattered on the spot.
A piece of wolf hair was also split in the middle, almost torn into pieces and could no longer be used.
"I am not yet able to control my sword energy very well. If I can let the sword energy flow in and out from my heart and concentrate it a little, I won't break the paper and destroy the wolf hair."
"After training like this, I can not only better control the sword energy, but also be able to cultivate the killing sword. What's even more fortunate is that I don't have to actually kill countless lives to accumulate murderous energy, and kill three birds with one stone. What a blessing from God.
Eye."
Wow---
He threw the broken pen and paper into the wastebasket, took another pen and a piece of paper, and laid them flat on the table.
The sword art that silently operates the invisible destruction sword energy controls a very tiny trace of sword energy, slowly seeping into the wolf hair. As the sword energy penetrates, the wolf hair emits a sharp light.
"ten----!"
Horizontally and vertically, the sword energy was like a rainbow - and there was another chirp sound, the paper was shattered and the wolf hair was broken.
"Calm and calm."
Zhang Yutang slowly immersed himself in the meditation skills of drawing talisman. He naturally picked up the wolf brush on the table, splashed the brush with ink, and moved the sword energy:
"Kill one person in ten steps, without stopping your heart and hands!"
Every word is like a sword, with murderous aura emanating from within, and every word shines out, like a swordsman dancing with his sword.
in this way---
In this selfless state, Zhang Yutang used his pen as a sword and silently wrote a murderous song on silk:
"Go to pick up the sword in the morning, pick up the head in the evening and return -"
The murderous spirit rushes towards Xiao Han, and the sword light shoots at the bullfighting.
finally-
After writing the murder song in its entirety, Zhang Yurong felt dizzy.
Writing with concentration all the time consumes too much energy, especially using the soul to control the sword energy and sword intention, not to smash the paper, is even more exhausting.
"Good, good, good - if I practice for a long time like this, one day I will be able to successfully practice the Sword of Killing."
Looking at the paper, every word was full of sword energy and murderous intent. Zhang Yutang laughed with satisfaction:
"In the five hundred years since the Song Dynasty, which hero has not killed people?"
"Sir, what are you doing, so happy?"
A Bao had already prepared some things and walked in. Seeing that Zhang Yutang was happy, he surrounded him:
"Hurry up and tell A Bao, let A Bao be happy too, be happy."
"nothing."
Zhang Yutang smiled and said:
"I just thought of a way to practice sword skills. You can go shopping outside and it will go well."
"It's going well."
Abao said excitedly:
"While I was shopping, I heard someone tell me a strange thing. The Jinshan Temple, which had never been very popular, has become a fire recently. The reason for the fire is because the white lotus dropped from the sky can make mortals become immortals."