After going through all kinds of hardships, difficulties and obstacles, they finally found the Tears of Stone Pavilion. Feng Jueyu stood in the center of the stone pavilion, taking a deep breath and looking at the three big characters carved in gold paint on the pillars, Feng Jueyu.
Jueyu asked curiously: "Jiang Ming, why is this pavilion called the Tears of Stone Pavilion?"
At this moment, Qinghai was fulfilling his promise and took out a part of the chalcedony to reward the young monk who had backed down five times but finally failed to abandon them halfway. Jiang Ming accepted the chalcedony and was rewarded with Qian'en and Qian'en.
Thanks a lot, he casually replied: "Senior, I don't know. This pavilion belongs to the Jingqing Palace on Jujiao Island. I have also heard about it. I don't know the specific details. I just know that more than two thousand years ago, a part of the Jingqing Palace was there."
A fairy had lost her family and companions one night before and hid in the pavilion and cried for three days and three nights, so she named the pavilion the Tears of Tears Pavilion."
"Is that so? Then this pavilion now also belongs to the Jingqing Palace?"
"Yes, senior, and that fairy is still the palace mistress of Jingqing Palace. Her name is Wu Honglian. She has the perfect cultivation of Qiankun. Looking at the entire Misty Continent, she is also a well-deserved top master."
"Oh? This person is still alive?"
"Well, you are living well. Palace Master Jingqing Wu Honglian is now the top master of Baijiang River. As long as you are on this river, no one dares to offend Palace Master Wu."
Feng Jueyu stood in the pavilion and thought for a while, then said: "Okay, Jiang Ming, thank you for your guidance along the way. Now that I have nothing to do with you, just go and do whatever you want."
"Then I'll take my leave, junior." After hearing this, Jiang Ming bowed and retreated.
After he left, Feng Jueyu took out two purses from the Tiandaozhu. The two purses were exactly the same. One was given by Mo Xicheng, and the other was given by the mysterious old woman of Xueyin Shenzhuang. Take a closer look.
He couldn't tell which one was from Mo Xicheng and which one was from the old woman. He took the two purses and looked left and right. He always felt that something was fishy, as if there was a story behind these two purses that was unknown to outsiders.
After standing in the pavilion in a daze for a while, Feng Jueyu didn't care about the Jingqing Palace or not, so he decided to hang the purse sent by Mo Xicheng on the stone beam above the pavilion, and then called Qinghai
Sit in the pavilion and meditate.
The tidal Baijiang is turbulent, and the water surges from the upper reaches down through the spacious river channel. The sound of the river water lapping against the banks is endless, and the island seems to be unprecedentedly peaceful and noisy.
Peace comes from the fact that there are no people or animals around, and there are few people around.
The noise is like big waves like white smoke and sound like thunder.
After hanging his purse, Feng Jueyu sat down for a while and then for some reason he thought of the battle on Zigan Peak outside Tianhua Ancient City a few days ago. Ling Buer's sword from the Haoyuan Ling family came out of the air, and he used it before and after.
One move and three moves killed the two masters on the world's strongest list. Their aura was extremely unruly and their swordsmanship was outstanding. They couldn't be taken away from their minds. As he thought about it, Feng Jueyu thought of the so-called "Great Jingzhe Sword".
The sword technique brings out a white lightning when it strikes.
He stared at Bai Jiang in a daze as the waves rolled into the clouds. He kept replaying the stunning sword in his mind. For some reason, he suddenly raised the two index fingers of his right hand and formed a sword gesture, as if he was enlightened.
He stopped in front of him and looked at it quietly, then suddenly and suddenly commanded, the swordsmanship blessed by the evil evil curse turned into four or five hundred sharp energies across the river bank of hundreds of feet, and the evil gray color was awe-inspiring.
The sword energy fell towards the surging river like a drizzle of banana bamboo.
The rain made thousands of holes on the beach.
Feng Jueyu's ferocious majesty was extremely beautiful and powerful. The sword energy spread instantly like a large circular net, and the river on the other side hundreds of feet away was suddenly hit by huge waves caused by the sharp sword energy.
, like water pillars rising into the sky, the power of each sword energy can penetrate several feet under the influence of the resistance of the river water, like smashing down four to five hundred small and extremely deep puddles.
Normally, Feng Jueyu would be extremely happy with this random finger of sword energy. After all, after breaking through to the late stage of Qiankun, his cultivation level has been greatly improved. He raised his finger to make a sword and activated it with the nine major evil curses.
The power is naturally several times astonishing than before.
But now, Feng Jueyu was not satisfied when he used his sword. He frowned in thought, looking at the gray sword energy flashing on his fingertips. The evil energy was still surging, but it seemed to be missing a bit.
What.
Qinghai was very happy to receive Feng Jueyu's teachings and now he had obtained the true teachings of the Nine Major Evil and Evil Curses. Suddenly, he found Feng Jueyu, who was extremely bored, galloping with a sword on the beach. The scene was full of excitement, and the two envious
With his eyes shining, he stood up and ran over, quietly feeling the rising aura on Feng Jueyu and the signs of changes in Feng Jueyu's body every time the Great Evil Curse Qi machine appeared, and put on a thoughtful expression.
Look.
"Brother Feng's sword is so terrifying. The sword is like a waterfall and has the power of thunder."
Qinghai sighed with envy without concealing his heart. Feng Jueyu seemed to be absent-minded and said, "Is there any?"
"Why not? I have only mastered the second level of the Great Evil Curse, and its power is extremely terrifying, but compared with Brother Feng, it is far from worth mentioning."
"That's because your cultivation level hasn't entered the Qiankun realm yet..." Feng Jueyu replied casually, then looked at his fingers and said: "Qinghai, do you think your ancestors were holding their hands when they created this mental method?
What kind of mentality is there? Why do great evil curses appear in the world?"
Qinghai felt a little confused and scratched his hair and said: "I'm really not sure about this, but my Huyan family's physique is different from others. I can cultivate the two major sources of Yin and Yang. I just followed the mental method taught by Brother Feng.
After practicing it for a while, the effect is indeed remarkable, and it is also mentioned in the ancestral scriptures of the Huyan family that the Great Evil Curse is indeed a magical method of interaction between yin and yang, and its power is extraordinary."
"What did you say?"
"Did I say that the Great Evil Curse is a supernatural power that interacts with yin and yang?"
Hearing this, Feng Jueyu felt like he was enlightened, and he said joyfully: "I understand a little bit. No wonder Xie Yijian only understood three moves and then nothing happened. I'm sorry to say that I'm the one who got into trouble."
"What do you mean?"
Qinghai looked at Feng Jueyu with confusion, and the latter smiled slightly, and then used his fingers as a sword to make three moves in a row.
These three moves are the three sword skills that Feng Jueyu has learned on his own: awe-inspiring evil spirit, fierce evil force, and survival from desperate situations.
Feng Jueyu took out his first sword, and when the evil aura was fierce, the sword energy soared into the sky, turning into a thick gray sword energy that rose up into the sky and pulled out the clouds. The shadow of the sword in the clear sky was like a silent night, with a bright light for hundreds of miles.
When he used his second sword, one sword turned into a thousand swords, and thousands of sword rays clashed like a flying rainbow from the sky, full of ferocity and evil.
When the third sword came out, hundreds of thousands of sword energy condensed into one ray, which was unstoppable. When the sword light came out, it was invincible and left no room for itself. It was a desperate attempt to survive.
After using the three sword techniques, Qinghai broke out in cold sweat and exclaimed: "Brother Feng, these three sword techniques of yours really fully embodied the evil spirit of the Great Evil Curse."
"Yes." Feng Jueyu also had slight beads of sweat on his forehead, but he said sadly: "Although these three sword skills are good, they will end here after all. Except for the improvement of cultivation level, the sword power can be improved."
Apart from the somewhat improved power, it is basically impossible to create a more exquisite sword technique. I have been focusing on this set of sword techniques for almost two hundred years. Since I created these three swords, I have never made any progress. Now
Only then did I know why it was like this?”
"Why? Isn't this swordsmanship very powerful?"
"It is very powerful, but depending on who you are dealing with, against masters below the Qiankun realm, the sword might be as powerful as ten thousand people, but if you are facing masters above the Qiankun realm, it is useless. The key lies in the combination of swordsmanship and magical power.
, based on the means of attacking and the intention of the sword, only these three moves are consistent with the great evil curse."
Feng Jueyu seemed to be explaining the importance of the connection between swordsmanship and magical powers to Qinghai, but it also seemed like a self-critical denial, which left Qinghai confused.
"Don't understand?" Feng Jueyu laughed and activated his original divine power again. There was a gray sword energy lingering on his fingertips. He stretched out his fingertips only an inch away. Feng Jueyu said: "I used to practice swords, and I always felt that
The combination of swordsmanship and magical powers in martial arts can bring out the strengths of the weapons and increase the power of the weapons. In such a way, you must find available moves, and the artistic conception must be matched with the appropriate magical powers, in order to achieve significant results.
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"Isn't it like this? Isn't this how everyone practices in the world?" Qinghai asked in confusion.
"Yes, everyone practices like this, and I am no exception, but have you ever thought about how your ancestors created the Great Evil and Evil Curse without acquiring the mind method when they created it?
Cursed?"
Thinking in the reverse direction, the smart Qinghai understood a little bit. He thought about it carefully for a while and said: "Is it the origin?"
"That's right, it's the origin." Feng Jueyu smiled happily and immediately waved his finger. This time, the sword's move was different, and the artistic conception was also different.
The evil sword and three moves are named after evil. Regardless of the angle, artistic conception, or magical power of the moves, they all adhere to the word "evil", making it difficult for people to guard against.
As Feng Jueyu explained, he swung his sword continuously, and the sword energy struck out frequently, immediately forming a sword curtain that blocked the big waves.
"Moves are sword skills, a kind of martial arts. Only when the moves are consistent with the artistic conception can they be worthy of the word evil. The great evil curse is the fusion of the two origins of Zhiyin and Zhiyang. As the old saying goes, Yin and Yang restrain each other.
Mutual growth, separation is restraint, and union is life. The two origins of Yin and Yang are natural enemies of each other. If they can be fused, wouldn't they be the word evil? In this way, when combined with the evil of the sword, the evil can be extremely evil, and
After I understood these three moves, I couldn't think of a more fierce or evil move, so naturally I couldn't move any harder, so I just stopped at one step, and Ling Xie Yi Jian couldn't improve at all."
"But what if I don't choose any kind of magical power, but use the source to take action? Just like the magical power of wind and thunder, the source includes wind and thunder. If I only use wind and thunder, coupled with the domineering sword power and sword intention, will it be possible?
It will give you a new style of swordsmanship and another advancement."
After finishing his words, Feng Jueyu slowly closed his eyes, but this time, he did not take the initiative to use any magical power, but mobilized all the two sources of wind and thunder.