An old man with white beard and hair said majestically, his voice rising, somewhat unbelievable.
"Is he really from the east of Lantau Island? In my memory, no one has come from there for decades. I thought these two westernmost countries on the Qingdao continent had been forgotten."
Lord Changping, who stood respectfully aside, nodded and said, "I don't dare to lie."
There was a trace of solemnity on the old man's face, and he said: "However, most of the people who can pass through that man-eating misty forest are not ordinary people. Let's talk about Ji Pingnan's reaction."
"According to reports from insiders at Lantau Pass, Ji Pingnan was very angry about this matter. He sent ten capable warriors to sneak into Jiuyao City to look for Xu Bailu. Presumably they did not see Chen Yunsheng's face clearly, so Xu Bailu was the one who
Their only breakthrough. This matter cannot be brought to light. If it is pursued openly and honestly, it will be detrimental to his reputation as a general who protects the country. I just don’t know when such a petty fight will be found."
The old man nodded, fiddled with a giant sword in his hand, and said thoughtfully: "Then what should we do in your opinion?"
Changping Jun smiled and said: "The general's power in Jinsha is already lower than that of one person and more than ten thousand people. I'm afraid there is no other way to reassure the royal family except self-destruction. I know that the general is loyal, but I have to think about myself. You
I am not alone now. I have a great reputation under me and a family behind me. Even if I don’t advance, I can’t retreat.”
The white-haired old man snorted coldly and said: "You talk about power and strategy all day long, but don't you know that Jinsha has been peaceful for decades. Except for Lantau Island, there are still some monsters that can be exterminated. The peace has made us all moldy.
Now, what else can we do to advance or retreat?"
"It's because of this lifeless peace. If there is a threat from Yinsha, then who would dare to tell you a bad word in front of the emperor? I think back then you always led hundreds of golden elixir monks to kill Yinsha's Taixu like a wind and the remaining clouds.
In front of the palace, if Chen Xingzi hadn't left the seclusion in a hurry, I'm afraid Yinsha would have been gone. How majestic and courageous he is, and now he still has to endure the arrogance of the ordinary people in the court, which makes his subordinates feel unwilling!" Changping!
When you talked about the surging place, you almost burst into tears.
The old man chuckled and said: "Changping, I have lived for more than three hundred years. I have lived enough and I am tired of living. I don't care about honor and disgrace anymore. But what you said makes some sense.
, but how many articles can be made using this Chen Yunsheng?"
"It is nothing more than an exaggerated threat, so that the royal family cannot relax its vigilance against Yinsha, even if they are married. It can make His Majesty think that Yinsha has colluded with some forces east of Lantau Island, so that he will probably reconsider you.
Lao’s position in the court.”
Qin Shiyue nodded, a sense of vicissitudes of life appeared on the old face, and said slightly tiredly: "It's up to you to handle this matter, but you have to be careful not to go overboard."
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Under the cold moonlight, the white sand ground in the inner courtyard of Chen's medicine shop became even paler. Chen Yunsheng stood alone in the center of the courtyard, holding the Qilin Slash in his hand. The fiery blade diluted the coldness of the moonlight.
"The Qingyun Sword Technique, the first move is Ping Feng."
According to what was recorded in the sword formula, Chen Yunsheng condensed his energy and spirit into one body, and the spirit energy circulated in his body to form a round and continuous circle. A magic formula hit the blade, and a layer of light cyan light suddenly surged from the Kirin Slash.
The second magic formula was struck, and Qilin Zhan floated in the air, and green light was released in circles, like a blue cloud of light. The huge blade of Qilin Zhan floated in front of a rockery stone, and the blade jumped lightly, like collecting honey.
The butterfly, after a while, actually left an exquisite seal script on the rock.
Chen Yunzhang let out a breath, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. This terrazzo skill was really difficult to practice. He couldn't understand how Chi Hui, who was so brave and brave on the battlefield, practiced this delicate and delicate embroidery technique, which was like a woman's.
Qingyun Sword Technique?
For a sword-wielding monk, generally speaking, he only practices one kind of sword art throughout his life. As his cultivation level continues to improve, the power of the sword art also continues to increase. Choosing a sword-wielding method that suits you is a science, and some
People who insist on profundity without considering whether they can comprehend it will end up just shooting themselves in the foot.
Chen Yunsheng's way of practicing swordsmanship is very different from that of other monks. First of all, the magic weapon given by the master was not officially refined into his own destiny. As a result, the magic formula tailor-made for him was useless. Now
I had to practice a new sword technique all over again.
Each sword technique has its own unique features and is different in practice. It's not that these monks don't want to combine the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, but it's just that the journey of cultivation is indeed difficult, and not only the art of controlling objects takes time.
There are eight moves in Qingyun Sword Technique. Thinking of the last move, "Guan Yun", Chen Yunsheng couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart. If he continues to practice like this, without ten or twenty years of immersion, it will be difficult not to say form a fighting force, but even to exert it barely.
Thinking of the preciousness of time, he shook his head to dismiss the messy thoughts, and worked hard to practice the first style of Ping Feng. This style is an introductory sword technique, focusing on some basic skills of driving swords, mainly emphasizing stability, accuracy, flatness and gentleness. It is the practice of Qingyun Sword.
The only way to do the moves behind the tactic.
The moon fell from the sky to the west, the stars gradually disappeared, and a faint red was revealed in the east sky. After practicing swordsmanship all night, a dense circle of footprints was left in the yard. When controlling the Qilin Slash, Chen Yunsheng exerted his strength with both feet and smashed the flat white sand.
It is pressed more solidly and densely.
Yu Chixue was the one who came out of the house. Looking at Chen Yunsheng in the yard who was still waving his arm like a knife and controlling the Qilin Chop to harvest the morning dew on a flower with unparalleled precision, he couldn't help but let out a sigh. But he never wanted to offend him with this sound.
Chen Yunsheng chopped off the flower with a shake of his hand. The white pieces fell to the ground, making him frown.
"Although I don't use a knife, I also know that the blade of a knife should be made according to one's wishes. How could it be as neat as yours?" Yu Chixue sneered.
Chen Yunsheng said "Hey" and said: "I also want to do freehand brushwork, but everything is done with a little knowledge. From childhood to adulthood, freehand brushwork comes naturally when the neatness reaches the extreme. Isn't your Jianfeng a good example?
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Yu Chixue smiled and said: "If you don't mention it, I can't remember it. I haven't sparred with you for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy. I might as well try a few moves."
After looking at the houses around him and pondering for a moment, Chen Yunsheng said, "What do you think, using only the force of the sword and the sword's will without injecting spiritual energy into it?"
The so-called sword power and sword intention alone do not use spiritual energy, which means that the sword can only be three feet away from the hand, cannot transform, cannot rely on thoughts, and only relies on the sharpness of the magic weapon itself, without powerful weapons such as wind, fire, thunder, and lightning.
Although assisting cannot completely achieve the purpose of the contest, it can compare the proficiency of the person wielding the sword in the art of controlling objects. For monks, it is an extremely civilized fighting method, which is only equivalent to hitting the point.
The light of the Qilin Slash disappeared, leaving behind a four-foot-three-inch blade as bright as frost and snow. Stab forward, the blade revealed a ferocious look. Yuchixue's thin sword lightly touched the edge of the blade, like a dragonfly touching water, taking a small taste of it. His body drifted towards
After retreating a few feet, he realized that Qilin Zhan could not advance any further, so he stopped retreating.
Chen Yunsheng's body turned sharply, like a top, and the Qilin Chop drew a bright white arc in his hand, sweeping towards Yuchixue's throat. The three-foot thin sword stood with a green edge, and the cold edge of the sword blocked the downward movement of the long sword.
On the only way to cut it off, spark a little spark.
The rapier went against the trend and swept towards Chen Yunsheng's hands. It was so fast that he couldn't dodge it.
Throwing the knife, the Qilin Slash came out of his hand. Chen Yunsheng retreated a foot to avoid the opponent's sword. He stretched out two fingers of his right hand and flicked the back of the knife. There was a low buzzing sound and the Qilin Slash swept towards Yuchixue on its own.
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Feeling a searing heat entering his bones, Yuchixue swung his sword in front of his chest, sending out two rays of sword light before blocking Qilin Zhan's thunderous strike. However, he had already retreated more than three feet. Chen Yunsheng turned back, stretched out his left palm, and struck
Although no spiritual energy was injected into the handle of the broadsword, the long sword seemed to be alive and flew towards Yuchixue with a "swish". The force was not strong, but it was very sharp. The opponent's throat was three feet away from the blade.
Yuchixue was so shocked that she broke out in cold sweat. So far in the fierce fight, he has only managed to return one move.
Pushing the hilt with his parallel fingers, the rapier and the long knife collided at one point, and the sharp edge suddenly appeared. Although the Qilin Slash was blocked, the rapier was also bent like a bow. Yu Chixue took this opportunity to dodge in front of Chen Yunsheng's ribs.
He lowered his hand, reached out to hold the thin sword with two fingers of his left hand, and dragged the blade in a half arc to stab Chen Yunsheng's left rib. This move was really exquisite and could be regarded as a hand to reverse defeat.
It was already too late for Chen Yunsheng to withdraw the Qilin Slash. In desperation, he hurriedly stepped back three feet. He felt that he was unsteady on his feet. There was a "crash" sound. He turned to look and saw that a pot of orchids had been kicked to pieces and the tiles were lying on the floor.
Scattered all over the ground, the white petals were stained with dust.
He sighed softly, put away the Qilin Slash, and said: "Brother Yuchi's sword is stable and fast. It is worthy of being a killing sword. That's it for today. I cut off two flowers and broke the mood. I have no intention of continuing the comparison.
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Yu Chixue smiled and said: "Your sword is very sharp. If it were not limited by the venue, the result would be really unpredictable. But to be honest, although your sword skills are outstanding, they can't be compared with those weird tricks and methods."
It's nothing to mention in comparison. I don't even know why you want to practice the ability to control objects, it's just a waste of time."
Chen Yunsheng thought for a while and said: "All of this is inherited. It seems that I have been burdened with it since I was born."
The two people were talking when suddenly the door behind Chen Yunsheng opened with a creak, and Bai Murong appeared at the door with a face full of displeasure and said: "You two have been tossing all night, why don't you stop still so early in the morning?"
The wild cats make a loud noise like spring, which prevents people from sleeping."
Chen Yunsheng stuck out his tongue, looked at each other and smiled at Yuchi Xue, and the two retreated. There were many people who were rude to Chen Yunsheng, except for the lazy Le Xiang and this maid, who had special privileges