Cheng Sanwu sat on a piece of broken rock, pulled out the Hundred Refining Divine Sword and placed it horizontally on his knees. He wrapped the blade with a piece of flannel and wiped it slowly.
Even though the Hundred Refined Divine Sword was still bloodless after a fierce battle, during those days in Chang'an, under Afu's guidance, Cheng Sanwu still learned how to maintain the sword.
"I know you are extremely talented and can learn any martial arts moves at a glance, but you still have to accumulate some skills." After lingering for a while, Afu picked up the Hundred Refiners Magic Sword lying beside the bed and drew it under the dim light.
Chu Guanshi: "For excellent knife skills, in addition to internal skills and mental skills, external skills and moves, knife maintenance is also a top priority."
"Isn't it just a knife? If it breaks out, just replace it with another one." Cheng Sanwu put his head on his hands and looked at Afu's smooth jade back and attractive pear-shaped waist and hips, absent-mindedly.
"If you keep holding on to this idea, it will be difficult to see the profound realm of swordsmanship along the way." Afu's jade fingers brushed the blade, and Cheng Sanwu hugged her from behind, burying his face in her thick hair behind her ears.
Among them, rub and smell deeply.
Unexpectedly, Afu did not push Cheng Sanwu away casually, but looked at the Bailian Divine Sword seriously, as if he was looking for something.
"What are you looking for?" Cheng Sanwu asked curiously when he saw Afu didn't respond.
"Sword Intent." Afu's eyes focused: "Swords and weapons are not ordinary external objects. Warriors rely on them to fight against the enemy, just like an extension of the body's limbs. In the past, when you fought with people with swords, could you feel it from the moment of confrontation?
Aware of the enemy's murderous intent? Or even predict the changes in future moves?"
Cheng Sanwu thought for a moment, then nodded: "I really don't feel anything, but I understand."
"What people who practice martial arts train is not only the muscles and bones, but also the mind and thoughts. It is only mentioned in a small number of martial arts classics." Afu said eloquently: "A very small number of people in the world are not aware of this.
, in addition to thinking about love, walking, sitting and lying on weekdays, and even the most conspicuous breathing and heartbeat, are actually controlled by the mind and thoughts. It is just that those thoughts seem to be hidden in a deep pool of water, and ordinary people can grasp it.
"How come it doesn't matter?" Afu put on a heavy gauze singlet and held a horizontal sword at an angle. It was fragrant, bright and sharp at the same time. It can be said that ugliness and safety coexisted: "To maintain a sword, you don't have to place your mind and thoughts on it.
Over time, the sword itself will develop spirituality. If there is danger, it will sound a warning so that people can respond early."
"Lead the way!" Zhao Danyu was ecstatic, eager to rush to the destination. This is a valley that is eighty to seventy feet narrow. The earth and rocks on the ground are spread out in a spider web shape. I don't think there will be brilliance soaring into the sky one after another.
The place of origin.
Cheng Sanwu silently put the knife into its sheath. Without responding, he stuffed the sundries at hand into the leather bag and hung it under the back of the maroon pony.
At this time, the maroon pony snorted and shook its head to indicate the south. Cheng Sanwu raised his eyes and looked up. In the west slanting sunlight, he could vaguely see smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and the flag was shaking.
After the wiping was completed, the Hundred Refined Divine Sword glowed faintly with a red light, as if a stream of flames was entwining under it, and it went out for a long time.
Even if you can, if you use that high martial arts mine to make profits a few days ago, you may be able to hire a Taoist disciple to open a furnace to refine elixirs to help you overcome your martial arts body.
After his family members had gone away, Gao Wuyan hurriedly sat down and let the sun shine on him, but he felt the slightest bit of coolness.
"Taoism pursues the perfection of form and spirit, and is in harmony with the Tao. It is proficient in the knowledge of physical and mental cultivation, but it is still no different from martial arts... Well, don't make trouble." Afu snorted heavily, shook his shoulders, and shook off Gao Wuyan.<
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Cheng Sanwu, who witnessed this situation, knew why, and a trace of sadness suddenly appeared on his face. Behind his eyes, the thousands of Taotie family members seemed to have returned to their original appearance, turning back into abnormal mortals.
Cheng Sanwu noticed that the other party's murderous intention was obviously excessive, so he asked: "His love name is Zhao Danyu, Gongchenwei?"
"Oh, eating it raw?" Taotie said in a startled tone: "Is it just afraid of getting upset?"
The superior Pegasus stepped back and quickly turned around a moment ago: "These monsters are heading south in groups!"
Seeing the beauty leave his arms, Gao Wuyan lay down helplessly again: "What he said has something to do with maintaining the sword's bad image."
Taotie interjected: "Do you still think he plans to kill all the eight thousand soldiers of Shuofang's army in one go? Why don't you eat meat? You've been hungry for many years."
Cheng Sanwu watched the bay-red pony eating Yangjun, without thinking, then patted the horse's back again: "It's broken, let him hide elsewhere first."
When Zhao Danyu first heard about that method, his first reaction was that Yinlongsi wanted to kill him. Once he decommissions his body, he will lose all his future career and will be slaughtered by me. Zhao Danyu retreated to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
After that, I only provoked one or two enemies in the martial arts world. How could I tolerate myself becoming an ordinary person with the power to bind a chicken?!
"Shuofang's army hasn't approached this place yet." Cheng Sanwu stroked the horse's neck again: "This Zhao Gaowu must be greedy and wants to occupy the Yangjun mine outside. He must have come alone."
Those Taotie family members were obviously aware of the arrival of Shuofang's army, and they were raising their heads and roaring one after another. To Gao Wuyan's ears, they were not eager to fight, but eager to eat meat and drink blood. They were all eager to wait and show off their ferocious power.
Even the cub, which was still as tall as Cheng Sanwu's waist, was screaming repeatedly, holding a piece of stone with no edges in his hand, as if he wanted to use it to smash open the prey's head and suck out the warm and cold brains.
It is a pity that the martial arts secrets that Zhao Danyu obtained were not destroyed due to the competition between various parties, and some chapters and sentences were incomplete. In his early years, Zhao Danyu himself was groping for practice alone, and suffered from Qi and pulse disorders several times, which left the root of the disease, resulting in a fat body.
Moreover, years of constipation has stopped.
At this time, no subordinates came from the other side, so he crossed his hands and reported: "Found it! The Yangjun mine is in the valley behind!"
Thinking of that, Zhao Danyu was filled with expectations and eager to give it a try. The only problem at hand was not how to report the matter to Chang'an. After all, he could monopolize such a small Yangjun mine.
"What are you pretending to be?" Taotie came to Cheng Sanwu and said politely: "For his own selfish interests, he clearly wants to push those family members to a dead end, even if they are not completely loyal to him."<
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Without missing a word, Cheng Sanwu raised his hand and pointed at the approaching Shuofang Army in the distance. After receiving the order, the family members immediately burst into wild roars, and each one bravely rushed to the front, moving their thick hoofs and feet, and galloped towards the Shuofang Army.
Leap away, bringing up billowing smoke and dust.
The valley is covered with gravel and gravel, with grass growing everywhere. Corpses and body parts can be vaguely seen among the gravel. They should not be monsters that died due to the impact.
The maroon pony took it seriously and picked up a few Yangjun coins, chewing them like beans.
"Gang Qi? He doesn't have the power of Gang Qi?!" Zhao Danyu suddenly changed color.
"The momentum is great, I want you to try the sword." Cheng Sanwu took out the sword and took a step back. Immediately, the whole body was surrounded by flaming wind, and the flowing fire wrapped around the blade!
I came to Zhao Danyu to give "The Fourth Base of Kanyuan" to the lowly Yinlong Division to sort out, hoping to find a way to cure the root cause of the disease. But these old guys actually said that the root cause of my disease had already become a part of my body, and they wanted to be completely cured.
, one can only abolish the original body, practice it again, and supplement it with miraculous medicine to reshape the meridians.
Even with magic skills, Zhao Gaowu can identify those ruddy jade lovers with good reputations and good looks just by relying on that unique sense. I even came up with the idea that Yang Jun can harmonize the energy and energy of the body for himself.
If Eunuch Feng wants to manage things carefully, he must win the power to manage the mine. Bao Shiqi must also give Yan Fengjun some profit sharing, so as to get the chief ten Tai Sui to side with him. But the Ten Tai Sui chief
The chief loves money and is evil, I have always seen this person through...
"It seems that the dominatrix spent a lot of effort to cultivate him."
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On the slope behind Cheng Sanwu, there are thousands of Taotie family members, holding broken weapons. If you glance carefully, you will think that they are a small group of refugees who are wearing clothes to cover their bodies and armed with weapons to protect themselves.<
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Now that I see those Yangjuns all over the place, Zhao Danyu has to guess that this object does not carry the power of carrying the Dharma and connecting all the phenomena. Is it impossible to repair the flaws in my own power?
"They were meant to exist from the beginning."
After listening to that instruction, Cheng Sanwu followed Afu to learn how to maintain the knife. In the process of wiping the oil, he breathed on the soft and slender parts, and concentrated on feeling every touch from the blade, treating it as a part of his own body.
, gradually integrated into it.
"Is he still dead?" Zhao Danyu turned to Yang Jun in his hand and looked at Cheng Sanwu with eyes full of jealousy, especially when he saw the other party's tall and majestic figure, and when he thought of himself because of "Kanyuan Four"
"The base" becomes plump and round, and the oil and sweat are unstoppable. This is pleasing to men, and the anger and hatred in their hearts are even worse.
"Oh?" Zhao Danyu beamed with joy when he heard this: "It seems that Zhang Fan and these people are of little use, and they really lured the demon away."
"You seem to have heard something similar from Chang Qing." When Cheng Sanwu said that, his hands became calm.
"Martial arts is the same. It does not start with calmness, but in turn trains the inner Kung Fu to release the mind and thoughts. Through constant training, the martial arts moves, movement of Qi, and energy are completely transformed into the body's instincts, which can be used to fight against the enemy.
If you need to think about it from time to time, you will naturally be able to act as you wish, even before you think about it."
Zhao Gaowu glanced around and said: "Gao Wuyan may have died here too. There is no body left."
"It's him, I'm you." Cheng Sanwu said in a glib tone, and his eyes swept over Zhao Danyu and his superiors, ignoring our respective abilities.
The wind direction changes, it is cold and wet, the ground trembles... The inner world that can usually be understood by relying on the seven senses is now presented in the mind in another form, and everything in the world seems to have changed.
"And being able to cultivate the sword's ultimate intention is not beneficial to the future fortune. How far the sword energy and sword light can reach, in fact, it also depends on how far the mind can penetrate. The more condensed the sword's ultimate intention, the more sword energy
The sharper the awn, the sharper it becomes. He also hopes that one day he will face a weak enemy without the protective aura, and he can cut the opponent with dozens of knives, right?"
"The traitor Cheng Sanwu, colluded with the demon Pang Yanjin, killed the secret agent of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and blatantly obeyed the government's arrest. It's just right - the killing will be pardoned!"
After Gao Wuyan said those words, his eyes were shrouded in white, and the aura around him suddenly changed. The Taotie followers who were roaring quietly immediately became quiet and looked back at their master.
"It seems he knows you? Very bad." Zhao Danyu restrained himself again and took a step back. His robes, which were already held up by his plump figure, bulged even more. His aura penetrated his body and hair, and he showed a ferocious smile.
, issued the order of death:
"For those deep-hidden thoughts, practitioners may call them the Yuan Shen or the Four Consciousnesses. They usually use methods such as contemplation of the spirit, meditation, and other methods to reveal those deep-hidden thoughts, thereby completely controlling your body and mind, and even
A change that has never happened since I got it.
It is said that when the late emperor of the later dynasty visited Jiangdu, he brought down a small batch of rare treasures and magical weapons, including the "Four Bases of Kanyuan". When the late emperor died in the rebellion, those rare treasures and magical weapons were among them.
The military canon then spread, and along with the turbulent times between dynasties, it caused a bloody storm.
"The most mysterious thing is to talk about it." Afu continued: "For example, these top-notch swordsmen in the martial arts world, before we take action, the sword will lock on the enemy first, predict the opponent's attack, and even the sword will be broken before it is unsheathed.
Enemy move. At the moment of attack, the enemy can be defeated with one sword.
"It's really not that magical?" Gao Wuyan was too doubtful.
The maroon pony left reluctantly. Cheng Sanwu hurried to the lower part of the slope, where he could vaguely see Shuofang's soldiers and horses in the distance.
"Oh? So he knows?" Cheng Sanwu laughed loudly, Yan Liu roared: "In that case, you are being polite!"
It was only at this moment that Gao Wuyan truly felt that the Bailian Divine Sword had become an extension of his arm. Even if I closed my eyes, I could sense the inner world through the blade.
There is no doubt that Zhao Danyu has the lowest martial arts among those present, and the other subordinates are not much different from Zhang Fan's eight. And for some reason, Cheng Sanwu felt that the other party's aura did not have a weird sticky and smooth smell, which was different from his own.
There seems to be no natural conflict between Yan Feng Kung Jin.
"Cheng Sanwu?!" Zhao Danyu screamed, attracting a group of superiors in front of him.
At that time, there was no gravel rolling nearby, and Zhao Danyu suddenly felt nothing. He looked up and saw Cheng Sanwu standing with his backlight, casting a small shadow. I was dressed in ragged clothes and pressed the handle of the knife, like a Shura returning from a bloody battle. "Zhao Danyu must have come here alone, so you can kill me here." Cheng Sanwu said to the red pony: "In case you deal with it, he will come out to help."
The "Four Bases of Kanyuan" practiced by Zhao Danyu is a low-level martial arts that is both internal and external. The original secret book once aroused competition among martial arts people from all over the world, and finally fell into Zhao Danyu's hands by luck.
The maroon pony's hooves pawing movements were not slow, and Cheng Sanwu comforted him: "He is worried that you miscalculated and misjudged? If it is really wrong, just run away. What's so embarrassing about it."
Before giving the instructions, Zhao Danyu mounted his horse and came to the center of the valley. The place was full of martial arts, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, it showed an almost blood-like color.
"Oh, he is afraid that it will tip off the news, so he dares to speak?" Taotie looked at the maroon pony and made a special circle: "Worry, it can see it. And if he wants to talk to you, he has to speak.
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A loud roar came from the other side of the hill. Zhao Danyu stopped his horse, looked suspicious, and signaled to his superiors: "Go and have a look."
Zhao Danyu leaned over and inspected. The small ones with high martial arts were comparable to human heads, and the big ones were similar to gravel. He stretched out his hand to touch and play with it. Even if it was not polished, he could feel a subtle rhythm that was adapted to his own Qi. If it matched the rhythm,
There is no integrity whatsoever.
Taotie's voice sounded, Cheng Sanwu opened his eyes and glanced sideways, and saw a figure that was completely different from his own leaning on the edge of a huge rock next to him, with a subtle smile: "But what he is doing now is because he is afraid of getting you into trouble?