Chapter 8 The young man stands alone, standing like a minion
The scorching sun gradually climbed over the young man's head. Occasionally, a peach blossom was blown by the wind from Qingping Mountain and passed through the young man's eyes. However, he remained standing and did not move. His face sometimes showed curiosity, doubt, and contemplation.
Between the changes in his expression and look, he would occasionally ask a few questions.
The old man Yu Qingshan, who was sitting on the floor with his sword in his hand, was not a talkative person, but he answered Gu Yusheng's questions in detail and concisely. By observing the young man's expression and eyes, he confirmed that the young man understood before he continued to discuss the sword.
"Although the road of swordsmanship is full of thorns, the sword is the most reliable when traveling in the world. The great principles of heaven and earth, right and wrong, can all be found on the tip of the sword."
When Yu Qingshan said this, there was a hint of reminiscence on his old face, and a look of absent-mindedness flashed across his face. He raised his thick-knuckled fingers slightly and pointed at the sword on Gu Yusheng's waist.
"The quality of swords is divided into high and low levels. Just like the realm of cultivation, from shallow to deep it can be divided into seven realms: sword, sword energy, sword power, sword intention, sword heart, sword spirit and sword domain."
"This sword has no self, no embryo and no roots. It is just like the condensed Yuan Fei. There are injustices in the world. I look around at the sword in confusion. Don't underestimate the initial state of this sword. There are people who can't find the sword in their lifetime and lose themselves. From my perspective, you have already
Entering this sword realm, if this were not the case, I would not bother to talk."
Gu Yusheng, who was listening to the words, clasped his fists and said, "Sir, are you saying that the wooden sword on my waist is my sword?"
Yu Qingshan showed a very rare smile and looked at the young man standing upright in front of him who had been listening to his sword teachings for two or three hours, "Isn't it?"
Gu Yusheng remained silent.
The wooden sword on his waist is an obsession in his heart. This sword also embodies a lot of grief.
"If you find this sword, you will be qualified to practice swordsmanship. The so-called sword aura realm is just the most entry-level realm. Even if there are no moves, those with strong body and quick movements can still wield sword aura. This is an ordinary thing. It is not enough.
It’s strange, but the condensation of sword energy lies in hiding and not releasing, you must keep this in mind.”
Gu Yusheng was awe-inspiring and kept it in mind.
Although Yu Qingshan did not get an answer from the young man, he felt more and more that the young man in front of him was really good. He was young, not impatient, sensitive to his heart, and humble in appearance. He even had the idea of accepting a disciple for a moment in his mind.
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"The essence of the realm of sword power lies in strength. The sword energy is hidden in the sword, and the sword power is better than attack and is attached to the sword moves. No matter how exquisite the sword skills are in the world, if there is no advantage in the sword power, it will be like a blunt arrow piercing Lu.
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"The realm of sword intention is the first level of swords and the second level of mountains. The subtleties are still too far away for you. As for the three realms of sword heart, sword spirit and sword domain..." Yu Qingshan's vicissitudes of life showed a hint of sadness.
Yearning, sighing, "Let it go."
Gu Yusheng suddenly spoke at this time: "Mr. Yu, if someone can cut the sky and move the stars with one sword, what state will he be in?"
"Have you seen it?"
Yu Qingshan's turbid eyes suddenly stared at Gu Yusheng, his hands exposed outside the cuffs secretly clasping the sword formula.
"No."
Gu Yusheng shook his head.
"I once heard someone say that there is a sword fairy in this world."
"It's just a legend."
Yu Qingshan looked dejected and suddenly lost interest.
Gu Yusheng looked at the clock and knew that Yu Qingshan had passed the teaching time. He said boldly: "Junior, if you are brave, please give me three moves and two moves, senior."
"No, I am also a person who abides by the rules." Yu Qingshan said flatly. He stood up and saw the young man standing motionless, pursed his lips sadly. He stood in a small space without moving at all, and even the dripping sweat was almost covered.
At this point, the old man had already turned around, but suddenly turned back and said: "Why are you learning swordsmanship?"
"Stay alive."
Gu Yusheng answered calmly.
"Nothing else?"
"No more."
Gu Yusheng insisted.
"I thought you were going to talk about learning to kill monsters with a sword."
Yu Qingshan turned the sword behind him in his palm with his backhand. The sword did not come out of its sheath, but he stroked it forward with his hand on the scabbard.
"Strike with the sword thousands of times, and you will naturally understand."
The old man turned his palm again and walked away with his sword, leaving Gu Yusheng alone in the empty martial arts field.
"Thank you Mr. Yu for teaching."
Gu Yusheng saluted in the direction where the old man was leaving. After a while, he moved stiffly. As soon as he took a step, he heard a snort. Not far ahead, there seemed to be a thin line where the old man's sword hilt pointed just now.
The light penetrated the cracks in the stone. Although there was only a flash of sword light, it deeply shocked Gu Yusheng's heart.
What a fast sword.
It was so fast that the sword penetrated the stone silently, and the stone was healed bit by bit under the sect's formation.
The stones are not really bridged, it's just that the line is too thin.
The young man stared at the stone and stood blankly for a long time. Then he took a somewhat stiff step and walked step by step towards the Palace of Things to receive the sect's mission.
Those who went to the Palace of Things to receive sect tasks and returned, saw that Gu Yusheng had been watching the martial arts field for half a day, and they all laughed at Gu Yusheng for being a fool.
In the pavilions and pavilions, Lu Chen looked down at Gu Yusheng as he went to the Palace of Things, with a hint of ridicule and resentment on his lips. He touched his eyebrows, turned to Lu Zhan and said, "Dad, I promised the heavenly oath, please help me erase it. I
I always feel uneasy when sleeping.”
Lu Zhan stood with his hands behind his hands and said with a cold expression: "Except for saints, no one can break the contract of the Heavenly Dao Oath. The only way is to break the curse of the oath within the rules of the contract."
"I will definitely kill him!"
Lu Chen gritted his teeth and said.
Lu Zhan took out a box and handed it to Lu Chen, "This is the Yuan Condensation Pill I bought from the elder of Danxia Peak. You must seize the time to condense the Yuan Ti. If you can condense the middle-grade Yuan Ti, I will find a way to make Yun
Elder Feng Xiujian accepts you as a closed disciple."
"Dad, do you look down on your son too much, a middle-grade Yuan Fei? I have to condense a high-grade Yuan Fei no matter what."
"Hmph, do you think high-grade Yuan Fei is so easy to condense?"
Lu Zhan sneered. He had just been promoted to the deacon elder of Qingyun Sect and did not have many resources. Just purchasing this Yuan Ning Dan had already consumed most of his sect's contribution points. The sect suddenly asked
New disciples have to condense the Yuan Ti within one year. He doesn't know the reason behind it, but in one year, they can condense the middle-grade Yuan Ti, which is already very good.
"Dad, Chu Chen, the ninth prince of the Xuanlong Dynasty, has condensed a trace of Yuan Fei Qi, which appears blue, and may condense a third-grade cyan Yuan Fei in the future." Lu Chen's eyes were filled with envy and jealousy, "Your son is no worse than others.
."
"I am from the royal bloodline of a first-class dynasty, and I have been given elixirs to refine my body since I was a child." Lu Zhan glanced at his son, and his expression changed, "If you have the opportunity in the future, you can have more contact with this person. There will always be some benefits. As for that
Gu Yusheng... is nothing more than an ant, a person who doesn't even have a teacher to teach him, can't make much trouble, and may even die in the middle of completing the mission of the sect."
As soon as Lu Zhan finished speaking, he suddenly saw an old man walking toward the pavilion with a sword in his back. He quickly pulled his son Lu Chen forward, his face no longer domineering: "Greetings to Uncle Yu."
"Is something wrong?"
Yu Qingshan's thin figure passed directly by Lu Zhan without stopping.
"Master Yu, Quanzi wants to learn swordsmanship. Master Yu is one of the few great swordsmen on Yunfeng. If you can show Quanzi a few moves..."
Before Lu Zhan could finish speaking, Yu Qingshan stopped Lu Zhan with a cold look.
"A great sword cultivator? I can't afford it. In the entire Qingyun Sect, there is no one else who can be a great sword cultivator except Master Liu. Don't give me a high hat and don't teach me!"
Lu Zhan was left hanging on the spot, his face turning blue and purple.
"Dad? Who is he? He is so arrogant!"
Lu Chen looked unconvinced, but was slapped in the face by Lu Zhan.
"Son, I don't care if you are domineering in Qingyun Town, but this is Qingyun Sect, don't cause any trouble for me."
Lu Chen lowered his head, with a trace of resentment and unwillingness on his face.
Because he discovered that the old man just now gave Gu Yusheng a three-hour lecture on the martial arts field!
"Gu Yusheng...it's you again!"
Lu Chen wrote this slap on Gu Yusheng's head angrily.
On Yunfeng Road.
Yu Qingshan, who was carrying his sword, was blocked by Lei Jiangheng and the leader Xiao Rang.
"Does the leader have something to do with me?"
Yu Qingshan still looked cold.
As the head of the Qingyun Sect, Xiao Rang couldn't speak. He glanced at Yunfeng Peak Master Lei Jiangheng. Lei Jiangheng coughed and said: "Junior Brother Yu, you have cultivated the 'One Word Sword Technique' and have entered the realm of transformation. Xuanlong Dynasty
The Ninth Prince Lu Chen wants to learn the exquisite sword technique. The other party has a noble status. Although he is a disciple of my Qingyun Sect, he is also an honored guest of my Qingyun Sect. He is someone who cannot afford to offend. After much thought, I still decide that you should come forward.
It would be more appropriate to teach his sword skills."
Yu Qingshan was silent for a moment and responded: "If you had come to find me earlier, I might have agreed. Now... I have to retreat to practice swordsmanship. I have no time, so I say goodbye!"
Lei Jiangheng looked embarrassed, "Junior brother, why is this? The other party is a genius, and it is very likely that he can condense a high-grade Yuan Fei. If you don't teach such a person, it will be your loss."
"You are the Lord of Yunfeng, and you have the Heavenly Sword in your hand. Who can't teach you?"
Yu Qingshan waved his sleeves, took off with his sword, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Senior Brother Head, Junior Brother Yu... he is too presumptuous. He simply doesn't take you, Senior Brother, as the head of the family into consideration."
Xuan Jizi said dumbly: "If you had mastered the one-word sword technique that no one has mastered for hundreds of years, I'm afraid it would have been your turn to take the position of leader. Junior Brother Yu is much more low-key than you.
"
Lei Jiang's flesh trembled, "Senior brother, how dare I... I just think about the sect. Although Junior Brother Yu has excellent swordsmanship, he was besieged by monsters and injured his origin when he was slaying monsters. The sky will not stop, and the years will not stop.
"More, if he didn't teach the Yizi Sword Technique, it would take hundreds of years for anyone to learn this sword technique."
"Don't forget, Chu Chen is not the only genius in the Qingyun Sect now."
Xuanjizi twisted his beard and smiled.
Lei Jiangheng was suddenly stunned.
"Senior Brother, are you talking about the granddaughter of Mr. Mo, the scholar of the Holy Academy?"
"That's right, Junior Sister He came to look for me last night. That Miss Mo family has extremely good bones. She is a cultivation wizard who is rare to see in a thousand years. She has only been practicing the Taiqing Yuantai Spirit Yin Jue for three days, and she has already condensed the cyan Yuanfei.
Given time, it is possible to condense a second-grade Yuan Fei, or even a first-grade Yuan Fei."
"What!"
Lei Jiangheng's eyes widened.
After a while, he said in a loud voice: "Why did Junior Sister He come to look for Senior Brother in the middle of the night?"