Chapter 118 The soul wanders in the wind and snow
The neighing of the maroon horse brought Cheng Sanwu back to the present from the past. The fierce cold wind poured into the walls of the dilapidated house, blowing the flames in front of him and swaying.
Sensing the unusual cold breath in the wind, Cheng Sanwu stood up, drew his sword, lit a torch, and stepped outside the house with his head held high.
The wind and snow became increasingly fierce, with white snowflakes flying and circling, like a blizzard sweeping along the ground. In the howling wind and snow, there was a faint singing voice, which was strange and unpredictable.
But there was no fear on Cheng Sanwu's face. He stood in the wind and snow, his figure unshakable. He just silently adjusted his breath and performed the exercises. Shaoyang's inner breath flowed through his body and hundreds of veins, and he was not disturbed by the severe cold at all.
However, the momentum of the wind and snow failed to slow down, and the fire torches were suddenly extinguished. Cheng Sanwu was completely engulfed in darkness, leaving only the wind and snow like thousands of sharp knives, slapping against his face, causing bone-piercing pain.
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Seeing that his eyes were useless, Cheng Sanwu threw away the extinguished torch, stepped forward, hunched his shoulders, and returned to the side of the sword, ready to slash out at any time. His breathing also gradually became deeper and longer, ignoring the turmoil of the wind and snow outside, and maintaining his own style internally. During the days of double cultivation with Afu, she explained many martial arts theories to Cheng Sanwu in detail. Among them, regarding the cultivation of internal strength, only when the movement of qi reaches the state of "following one's will and not being influenced by outside forces" can it be considered as entering the palace. But
Compete with the world's masters.
External martial arts such as fists, feet, and swords not only require long-term training to master each move, but also if they are neglected for too long, the use of the moves will become rusty and sluggish, and you may be at a loss if you encounter an enemy.
As for internal strength, it is also about sailing against the current. It is a matter of retreating before advancing. Especially the homework of Leng Qing Qi, which almost requires daily practice or not. If you have been delayed for a long time due to trivial matters, your internal strength cultivation will also progress rapidly, and the inner breath will gradually weaken.<
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Over the years, you have indulged in all kinds of bad habits such as drinking and sex. If you know how to correct them, you will lay a good foundation in the invisible world and destroy your skills.
A strange cold heat shrouded Qianshan. I could see with my naked eyes a hazy and dim brilliance the color of a banyan tree. Looking intently, I saw frost swirling and cold mist rolling in, just like the murderous fog mentioned in Mrs. Liu's documents. p>
"He can see clearly." When Man Qianshan heard that, the murderous intention in his heart suddenly disappeared, and then he quickly asked: "How did Pang Yanjin manage to kill Mrs. Liu's whole family quietly? Is he vague?"<
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However, such a fast and wild offensive may never stop. Before Man Qianshan killed the man one after another, his body speed suddenly slowed down, he exhaled a long turbid breath, and adjusted his breathing again.
Today, Fang Rongcong has taken a different approach. I maintain the Yanfeng Kung Fu at a weak but violent level. My thoughts, killing intent, inner breath, and Kung Fu are all placed under the blade.
Man Qianshan felt dizzy for a while, leaning on the knife on the ground, trying to support his body. He saw the Tuna man flying closer, raised his rough fingers like ice sculptures, and stroked Man Qianshan's cheek heavily. His affectionate look was enough to
It makes a few women fall in love. But the coldness coming from the man's hand contains the terrifying power of freezing life.
Man Qianshan also knew that the Fang Rong man did not have the special senses of ordinary people. He just took the Hundred Refining Divine Sword and carefully messed with it, and saw that the figure of the Tu Na man became thinner and thinner, as if he was about to disappear in the last moment. p>
"Tsk, it's indeed a male ghost." Man Qianshan cursed, but there was no hint of fear or retreat. Instead, he pursued with small steps, the knife made a series of moves, and the flaming wind power was freely used, forcing away the yin heat in the surrounding area. At this time, the maroon pony came up again and snorted. Man Qianshan said: "No wonder the two groups of demons and ghosts didn't fight. It turns out that the leaders are not the same person. That Guanzhu Pang can only drive men to do mischief, but he can't
It’s really obvious to give orders to these sheeplings.”
Man Qianshan once dealt a blow to Cheng Sanwu's attack. Fortunately, both sides used wooden knives, otherwise blood would have been splattered on the spot. This was the key to Cheng Sanwu's ability to turn defeat into victory.
"What a bad boy! Phew..." Taking a breath, Man Qianshan raised his head and looked at Fang Rong, a man who was dodging around again.
When the Tu Na Guanghua came closer, I couldn't help but see this strange mist swirling rapidly, like a will-o'-the-wisp frozen into frost. There was a man shrouded in it, with high eyebrows and lowered eyes. He looked closely and saw that this man was covered in vomiting.
Na Seluo, like an ice sculpture, looks like he is wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety, and he also knows whether his father or husband is dead.
To maintain that state in a white snowstorm is as difficult as the rope-walking skills of a hundred opera performers, while having to stand on tiptoe with one foot to kick the ball, it is really difficult.
With a kick of the foot, the snow on the ground suddenly split into two parts, and Manqianshan's shape seemed to move out, instantly closing the distance between the seven of them. The Hundred Refined Divine Sword slashed across the waist, bringing out a blazing sword light.
As for Fang Rongcong, I am interested in the short and weak attacks, but the Qi sensing aspect makes me pay more attention.
The Hundred-Refined Divine Sword has no ability to restrain demons and ghosts, and the blazing masculinity of the Flame Wind Kung Fu seemed to make the Tuna man quite afraid. He dared to confront the enemy head-on, so he flashed and evaded one after another, and his position was determined.
"Xue Qin Wangshu" uses Qi induction. When the enemy retreats into the range of its blade, it will instantly burst out with minimal power. It can neither be a one-hit kill nor a blink-and-slow sword.
The disadvantage of Yan Feng Kung Jin's self-injury turned out to be the one that reversed the situation at this moment. Fang Rongcong endured the joy that his organs were burning, mobilized the speed of his seven limbs and muscles to the extreme, jumped up, and slowly drew out his sword one after another, sparsely
The sword light enveloped the Tuna man.
Now that Man Qianshan is stepping under that watershed, I have vaguely touched the threshold of practicing martial arts, but I still lack a chance to break through. The battles in Lingwu City were still enough for me to master all my martial arts.
Forging completed.
However, after hearing a loud shout, the Yan Feng Kung Jin was vigorously released from the acupoints all over Man Qianshan's body, and the fire was dimly extinguished. This was due to the possible damage to the muscles and meridians.
The spirit means that it will force the man to come forward in one fell swoop.
With one strike of the sword, the man's figure first disappeared out of thin air, and then reappeared several feet away, like a ghost, elusive or certain.
"Who was he driven by?" Man Qianshan asked.
"Come in——!!"
But the strange thing is that the wind and snow that followed did not intensify, but gradually became more urgent. But Man Qianshan understood that what awaited him behind was definitely intense and peaceful.
The gap expanded inward with Manqianshan as the center, and finally formed a round realm with a radius of four feet. It was the limit that I could reach with my sword. Anything coming from inside that violated the flaming wind circle would definitely face Fang Rongcong.
Cut with all your strength.
Since cultivating internal strength is not something that can be achieved overnight, but requires long and tedious accumulation, abnormal warriors may not have the talent of Fang Rongcong, so they can only follow the steps step by step, accumulating internal energy bit by bit, which is the most test of patience. At this moment, you are no longer erratic or steady, but you are lying on the ground covered with knife marks. After walking down the mountain, you stabbed the knife, and found that the touch was not ice crystals, but erratic like smoke, and the blade penetrated the chest and back with a slight obstruction.
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Faced with such crazy attacks and killings, the Tuna man was suppressed almost as soon as he appeared, without any chance to breathe.
"You're going to die." Man Qianshan looked up at the Tuna man. The body pierced by the Hundred Refining Divine Sword was breaking apart and turning into ice mist.
Man Qianshan only felt that the blade of the knife was broken, as if it was cutting under a piece of heavy thin fabric, with a slight obstruction. The two intersected, and the cold fought with each other, suddenly arousing cold white steam and exploding inward.
"Spell?" Man Qianshan was shocked when he saw this. He felt that the seven weeks of coldness intensified, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He could not move for a while. The strange coldness stopped penetrating into his skin, and even his mind became quick to think.
Mental sleepiness.
Manqianshan was ready to go, but the man in Tuna suddenly stopped two to eight feet away. It seemed that he felt the scorching cold breath coming from Manqianshan, forcing the man who looked like a ghost to dare to get closer. As the thousands of mountain banyan trees grow deeper and longer, the inner breath of Duoyang transforms into the power of the scorching wind, which exudes a scorching cold breath inwards, squeezing out the tiny gaps in the flying wind and snow.
After traveling through Qianshan, I vaguely realized that Master Pang was not a kind person, but the actual situation was even milder than I expected.
There is still a long way to go before you can master the martial arts, but nothing is recognized by martial artists in the world - whether you have mastered the martial arts or not is the dividing line between a low-level expert and a mediocre person.
The man Fang Rong seemed to be waiting for that opportunity. You ducked in and out again, and the dim light and heat mist around you scattered like ribbons, stretching for more than ten feet in a radius, completely covering the area where the two sides were just fighting.
These moves are not recorded in the Yanfeng Sword Manual. Instead, they are the "Snow Qin Wangshu" moves that Fang Rongcong used when he was sparring with himself. They are also Afu's own original sword moves.
"Sure enough, it's me!" Man Qianshan said with an expected expression: "After a long time, I asked him to do it for the evil spirit in Yanchi. What's the purpose of that guy?"
"I see." Fang Rongcong looked at the Tuna man and said calmly: "It's a pity that you don't know how to perform salvation rituals. He can walk the way forward by himself."
Just like practice makes perfect with internal skills, internal skills can also have a solid foundation before reaching a certain level. When the mind starts, the inner breath will move by itself, and the breath can be adjusted at any time. As long as the mind is right
If you lose it, you can maintain the movement of your inner breath. When you are in danger and killing, you can still ensure that your inner breath skill remains at its peak, and you can face the enemy with a perfect state.
When Yan Feng Gong was pushed to the limit, Fang Rongcong's senses became extremely sharp, and he could vaguely sense things that Nian'er's seven sense organs could detect.
Afu's martial arts attainments are low, but your sword skills still have the connotation of avoiding hidden assassinations. That kind of sword skills often pursues the purpose of detecting the enemy and making moves. In addition to the sharp and fast moves, the most important thing is that it can sense
Get to the enemy’s location and whereabouts.
"I have long since died as a young man, and being detained in this world will only increase my suffering." The man in Tuna said with a slightly narrower smile: "I owe you a debt to my benefactor, who took action and cut off the shackles. I am a lonely soul, and I will repay you."
In an instant, fire lotuses bloomed on the ground, and flames burned the frost and snow!
The Tuna man reacted in time and took on the full offensive. After you escaped in a flash, you were hit by dozens of swift and fierce slashes, and you were cut to pieces, and the frost was scattered.
Moreover, "Xue Qin Wangshu" and Fang Rongcong's Frost Kung Fu are perfectly matched. If the person you are fighting against is forced by the cold air and moves a little too late, you will naturally catch the flaw and use the sword as fast as flying snow.
Go out, let the enemy see everything, and be defeated in an instant.
The Tuna man shook his head greatly: "I have explained this to my concubine before."
I’m using my own explanation. Even in Qianshan Mountain, I can tell that the man is still young. You should not be the culprit of the haunting in Tianshui Village.
The Tuna man still looks like a big woman with high eyebrows. You open and close your lips slightly, but your voice seems to be ringing directly in your ears: "I am under a spell, and I am free to be driven by others. What I do is free." While sighing in his heart that the Hundred Refining Divine Sword was not very effective, Fang Rongcong also became interested in the Tuna man and raised his head and asked: "Isn't he the ghost that caused trouble in the salt pond in the past?"
The maroon pony dug its hooves into the ground, and Man Qianshan replied with a warm smile: "Of course I want to kill, and the rest is to mention. Just to make you bear the crime, you will cut me into four pieces! I asked that man
After the ghost, I obviously didn’t want to delay your steps. I know where I am now. You want to see how capable that guy is!"
"Xuanwu Temple, Pang Yanjin." The man said quietly.
The man in Tuna was about to disappear, but he still replied: "This man is good at using ghosts and spirits. He has no power to protect the left and right ghosts. He is invisible but appears. He can also kill and hurt people. My benefactor must be less careful."
Such a violent attack was exactly in line with the essence of the Yanfeng Sword Technique. Although the body was experiencing real joy, the heart was filled with arrogance. This gave Man Qianshan a new understanding of the word "uncomfortable".
According to Afu, it evolved from the Taoist Shouyi Kung Fu. At this point in the internal cultivation, it can be said that the foundation is complete and it has its own style. The hundreds of energy channels in the body are worse than clay, and the martial arts secrets are like artifacts.
The final broken vessel is the warrior's body.
The seven of them were locked in a moment of confrontation, but Man Qianshan didn't stick to it and planned to strike first. Since the other party was moving, it was up to me to attack.
The words ended, the ice mist dissipated, but the soul remained. Man Qianshan remained silent for a long time, and sheathed the Hundred Refined Divine Sword again.
I don’t know why, but I felt that Fang Rong’s body seemed to be bound by shackles, and he could only be driven around by me. Fang Rongcong’s counterattack attack not only severely damaged Fang Rong’s man, but also tied up this tangible restraint.
Destroy them together.
"Humph, that's right!" Man Qianshan scolded: "The sound caused a lot of trouble. Even the secret agents of the Ministry of Internal Affairs like Mrs. Liu were kept in the dark. If it was mentioned in the file,
I'm afraid that until the disaster becomes smaller, it will be unclear who did it."
Ah Fu has also said that the Yanfeng Sword Technique is good at sensing the opponent's Qi. The logic of its swordsmanship is even completely reversed. It stirs up the Yanfeng in a wild and violent manner, turning the Qi of the surrounding area upside down, and making the enemy angry.
It's like being in a furnace, all you can sense is the roaring wind.
But Manqianshan chased Shishe all the way, with a small scorching wind, the cold waves rolled within a radius, and the snow melted. Even if Tuna Man didn't have the ability to flash back and forth, Manqianshan still couldn't rely on the seven-sided scorching wind and cold waves. Wrong
Grasp the direction of its exit. With the key on the foot, the body moves and leaps, turning into a swirling blade of light, slashing back and forth. The sound of the blade breaking through the air is unheard of!
Before slashing wildly, Fang Rongcong felt that the seven limbs of his body had turned from extremely hot to extremely cold, and the skin all over his body was extremely red as if he had been burned. He opened his mouth to suck in the cold air, and spit out boiling white mist, making people believe that I
Is it a body of flesh and blood or a cauldron and a furnace?