Sedum sat on the field stalk, and his one acre of land had been taken care of.
Several senior fellow students from the same sect came back from collecting herbs in the mountains with bamboo baskets on their backs. Seeing him looking so bored, they invited him to a sword fight.
Nowadays, sword fighting is very popular in the world. Not only in the Shenjian sect, but also in the countryside, children on the roadside like to fight swords. It's just that the form is different. Sword fighting is not only a daily practice, but also can be applied.
In entertainment, revenge, rituals, performances and other occasions.
The rules of sword fighting are quite different, and they can be divided into several categories. One is flower fighting, which is a sword fighting for the purpose of viewing. Combined with the folk customs of various places, there are also many forms of flower fighting performances, classified by the number of performers, usually
Gu Fang Dou,
Double flower fights, three hero fights and crowd fights. The performers control flying swords for a peaceful and fancy fight, or they fly swords together to dance in the air. For those with strong skills, the sword energy can travel hundreds of miles and the rainbow is bright.
, colorful with , leaping
It is galloping and looks like a flying dragon. A scholar once stayed at Qingxian Temple in Lushan Mountain and watched the sword fairy fight in the colorful moon at night. Seeing his graceful figure, flying swords flying across the sky and earth and circling back, he took up his pen and wrote a poem. The poem said: "One line"
The spiritual light fell into the moon sky, clearly turning into purple
Jin Feng. In what year did the dragon and tiger fly away? Tonight they met by the riverside leaning on the pestle. The air connected with Kunlun and the lightning hail, and the force swallowed up the mountain peaks like clouds. It was necessary to cut off the Fusheng Road and let go of Guanshan Wanren Peak." From then on, Gu Fang
Fighting has gradually become a shortcut for swordsmen to become famous all over the world.
During festivals, sword fighting performances are held in cities and towns all over the country, and the scenes are spectacular and lively. For example, on the New Year's Eve in Chang'an, there are sword fighting performances from the tenth to the twenty-second day of the first lunar month, including large-scale performances such as Thousand Flowers Fighting and Ten Thousand Dragons Collection.
, when the sword light gathers, it looks like the sun in the sky, and when scattered, it looks like light feathers all over the sky. It is a great scene in the world.
If classified by performance form, flower fighting can also be divided into opera fighting, wine fighting, poetry fighting, etc. Xiu fighting is specially used in operas, sacrificial ceremonies and other performance occasions. Sword fighting is used as a means of storytelling to increase the viewing pleasure. Wine fighting
It is an entertainment project that is carried out in sword cultivators’ drinking occasions, and the gameplay is very diverse.
, the simplest drinking fight, where each side uses a sword, and the loser drinks. As for the poetry fight, it imitates the deeds of Yun Tianhe, the master of the divine sword. He fights with swords and recites poems. If the swords don’t stop, the poems won’t stop, and the swordsmanship of both sides is competed.
Hecai Xue can be regarded as an arty behavior among literati, but it has become a common practice in recent years.
Except for flower fights, the remaining forms of sword fighting can be divided into sword fighting and life and death fights, both of which are duels for victory. In sword fighting, when one party knocks down and cuts off the flying sword of the other party, he will gain
If you win, you must not attack the sword wielder himself. Life-and-death fights are the most dangerous, often involving death and injury. Civil grievances are often resolved through life-and-death fights. Whether it is for profit, power, revenge, honor or disgrace, sword fights can be used to fight to the death.
Sword fighting customs vary from place to place. Sword fighting in the North is often a wheel fight, with one person defending and others attacking. The loser will naturally be punished. Whether it is an apology or a name tribute, it is agreed in advance. Sword fighting in Jiangyin is more refined and usually
It's a private fight, both parties submit greeting cards and agree on a time and place. If it's a sword fight,
Then the two sides conceal each other's victory or defeat, and they tacitly agree that if it is a life-and-death fight, the one who can come back from the fighting arena will naturally be the winner. The Lingnan area is rich in martial arts, and there are often large-scale sword fights with a large number of participants.
Calling friends, death and injury are treated lightly, so there are always tragedies in which entire villages are wiped out.
Qianguan Dou was once popular in the Sichuan and Chongqing areas. It is similar to Northland Wheel Dou, but it is not a ring, but a challenge. The owner chooses a mountain peak, places people on the pavilions on the mountain road, waits for the opponent to break through, and fights all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top.
, so it is also called the fight to the sky. Jingtian once witnessed a fight to the sky.
The sword light flashed for three days. After everything stopped, the trees on the mountain were broken, and blood gurgled from the cracks in the rocks at the foot of the mountain, winding for miles. The swordsman who failed the challenge was wrapped in a blood-stained white cloth by his master.
He carried it all the way down the mountainside. For more than a month, the mountain was covered with white silk.
Life and death fights are not allowed in the Shenjian Sect. On weekdays, flowers are used for fun, but competitions with other sects must be fought with broken swords. There is a sword tomb in the valley, which was once a ditch. Later, generations of sect members buried broken swords here.
, gradually turned into a small hill, the metal was extremely evil, and in the dead of night there was often a shrill sword chant.
Jingtian learned the "Book of Poems and Swords" when he was in high spirits. Don't look at him for being cautious in everything. In fact, he just spent many years in the market and developed a smooth and docile temper. The real hidden passion is still hot. Call him
Fighting with swords, he responded immediately.
As soon as they heard that there was a sword fight, the fellow disciples who had nothing to do in the fields threw their hoes to the roadside one after another, and gathered around in groups. They talked all over the place, some said that they should let the junior brothers fight, and some said that they should let the junior junior brothers fight.
Shitou, after all, is a trick that hurts others. Jingtian bowed and begged them to spare him, and his parry was flawless. Everyone laughed at his slippery way.
Everyone came to the sword trial stage together, and several senior brothers and sisters who did not want to play served as referees, and they also took bamboo sticks for everyone to draw lots into groups.
Jingtian met his senior brother in his first game. This cheerful and heroic man is very famous in the sect, and his strength is also the best among the younger generation. There should be no one better than him in the current cultivation sects.
Heir, Jingtian has taken good care of him since he entered the school, and regards him as a close brother. Now that he wants to fight with him, he hesitates.
"Junior Brother Jing, are you scared?" Senior Brother walked up to him, his expression unusually serious.
"Elder brother..."
"What is the purpose of a good man practicing swordsmanship? If he can't stir up the storms in the world, it is better to hold the sword upside down and spend his whole life in the fields. Although our Divine Sword Sect has always been opposed to being strong and competitive, if the swordsman doesn't even have the courage to draw a sword,
,Again
Wonderful skills, no matter how sharp the sword is, are not as good as the butcher's knife. You must not regard me as your fellow disciple. You must regard me as your enemy, someone who wants to kill your family and take away what you love.
, the evil spirit that blocks your path!”
Sedum thought of the bleeding mountain and the white silk all over it.
He stared at the senior brother, his face gradually became unfamiliar, and then he nodded, "I understand."
The senior brother smiled, patted the sword pouch on his waist, and a sword pill as gray as a stone jumped out and floated in front of him. It had no smoothness and was rough and clumsy, just like its sword owner. "This sword pill is
I cast it from iron collected from the Five Mountains. It weighs 11,000 kilograms, and I named it: Rust Mountain."
Jingtian held up the Zhaodan Divine Sword, "This sword was given to me by a stranger. It weighs I don't know how many pounds. It's called Zhaodan."
The fellow students watching the battle in the audience burst into laughter, and some with outstanding knowledge exclaimed at this moment, "Hey! Isn't that the demon-suppressing sword in the Shushan Demon Locking Tower! Why is it in the hands of Junior Brother Jing?"
"Ahem! Maybe it's an imitation."
"Otherwise, Zhao Dan... the name of this sword is quite familiar. According to legend, the Demon Suppressing Sword is a divine weapon descended from heaven, and it is named after Zhao Dan. Could it be that it was the sword of the god general Feipeng back then!"
The eldest brother's expression changed, "What a sword! Junior brother, please."
"Elder brother, please."
The two of them sat on both sides of the high platform. The eldest brother sat on the ground, while Jingtian stood up straight.
"Maybe I will lose." This is what Jingtian thought. He looked at the senior brother who was as solemn as a mountain in the distance, "I will definitely lose."
Before the sword fight even started, Jingtian already had a premonition that he would lose.
He could only feel his heart pounding in his chest, causing pain in his ribs. The blood vessels in his forehead also bulged. His mouth and tongue were so dry that he wished he could drink all the river water in one gulp.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He murmured to himself, and immediately took a sip of Yuan Gang, and poured the pure essence into the Zhaodan Divine Sword. The sword buzzed loudly, and the soul of Zhaodan Spring throbbed, and actually caused the celestial phenomena, and dark clouds suddenly appeared.
Sihe, the beautiful sunny day was covered, and the sky and the earth were dim. There were flashes of lightning in the billowing black clouds. After a while, muffled thunder sounded like war drums.
The eldest brother's eyes lit up, "Good boy, I'm really outclassed by you, let's get started." After that, he threw the ring in his hand and took it lightly, occupying the center of the ring, spinning around, but no strange changes were seen.
However, there was a whimpering sound in the wind, and everyone in the audience felt that the earth was shaking slightly, and the smoke and dust were floating and beating.
Jingtian didn't say a word. He really didn't know what to say in the scene. He only stared at Jianwan in the sky, and his spiritual thoughts pulled the Zhaodan Shenjian to strike at Jianwan.
The senior brother shook his head secretly, thinking that his junior brother's swordsmanship was still inferior, so he swung the sword like a stick.
I saw Xiluan jump in the air, and suddenly a bright yellow sword light exploded, wrapping up the Zhao Dan sword and shooting it down immediately.
Jingtian's mind was in harmony with Zhao Dan's, and he heard the roar of a mountain torrent beside his ears. He suddenly became unconscious, and when he regained consciousness, the sword had fallen to the ground.
No one spoke. All the disciples stared at Jingtian. His heroic and pale face suddenly turned red, and his clever eyes turned gray. Everyone knew that he was defeated. But the sword-folding fight was not over yet.
One party must be the first to give up, or have their sword cut off to be considered a loser.
Jingtian didn't say anything. The Zhaodan Divine Sword was ten feet away from him. His vitality was scattered by the sword light from Xiluan. He had no choice but to use the Dragon Capturing Technique to catch the sword back.
He hesitated and was about to admit defeat when someone in the audience suddenly shouted: "Come on, little guy!"
Jingtian trembled and looked at the person calling. It was the girl from the Tang family. Her smile was very beautiful.
The nightshade sword suddenly vibrated, and immediately separated from Jingtian's back, slashing straight towards Xiluan.
The disciples of Shenjian all thought that Jingtian mustered up the courage in front of his sweetheart and wanted to fight with his dear master brother, so they all made noises and applauded. The people watching the excitement really didn't think it was a big deal, at least the two parties involved were a little scared.
Senior Brother Shenjian's eyes can naturally see the strangeness of Nightshade Sword. Not only can he see the strangeness, his spiritual sense is still beating fast.
Unstoppable!
The mountains turned sharply, escaping the blow of Nightshade Sword with one jump, and flew back and forth, flashing continuously. The sword ball danced in the air like stars flashing out. Its speed was beyond the reach of the human eye. It was through spiritual induction.
It's also misty
In the dust and smoke, in a daze, sword shadows were everywhere on the sword fighting stage, as if there were thousands of rusty hills appearing at the same time. But no matter how fast the senior brother urged it, the amethyst-clear nightshade sword still forced the rusty hills to the left and right.
Everyone saw that the younger brother's amethyst sword was clearly just flying around, not hurriedly, leaving ribbon-like sword marks in the air, like a Weaver Girl dancing a shuttle, its shape was agile and elegant. The mountains were as anxious as a fish slipping through the net, and every time
He retreated, not daring to confront him at all.
"What is Senior Brother doing? The mountain is as heavy as a mountain, and Senior Brother's magic power can even crush the five mountains and topple the sea. How could he be forced back by Junior Brother Jing's sword?"
"Otherwise, maybe the senior brother is guiding the junior brother to practice sword fighting. You see, Xiluan is as fast as a flying star, and the junior brother's sword is clumsy and slow. Could it be that the senior brother is helping him to familiarize himself with the sword fighting method?"
"Don't worry, look at Senior Brother's face, there's something weird about that sword!"
"It wasn't the eldest brother who taught Sedum, it was Sedum who locked the eldest brother!"
The girl from the Tang family was also watching from the audience. Jingtian couldn't help scratching his head, but he was already anxious in his heart. Seeing the movement of the Nightshade Sword becoming more and more gentle, it seemed that the overall situation was leisurely. The senior brother over there was sweating on his forehead.
I can even wash my face.
Suddenly, the Nightshade Sword and Xiluan clashed for the first time, with a loud bang, and a gap was cut out of the 11,000-kilogram sword ball, and it suddenly fell to the ground, making everyone jump.
The defeat has appeared, and the senior brother is not discouraged. He naturally knows the specialness of Nightshade Sword, and just treats it as a fight with a senior swordsman. At this moment, his eyes seem to be burning with golden flames, and the mountains on the stage are in harmony with his mind.
, even after suffering such a heavy blow, he still did not lose control. At this time, he no longer held back and used the sword skills he had practiced for many years.
"Hey!" He shouted loudly, and the ancient and simple appearance of the mountain suddenly shone brightly. The viewers felt that the earth in front of them seemed to be rising rapidly. If the sacred mountain was overturned, the energy of the five spirits rioted, and the earth veins surged and roared, there would be strong winds.
It swept across all directions, and those with weak skills were immediately blown away.
Anyone who has attained the Tao and is a true cultivator must have a vision when he takes action. The alchemists set up formations to move mountains and fill the sea. The five-spirit incantation stirs up the energy of heaven and earth. The sword cultivator's divine will suddenly appears like a torrent of waves crashing on the shore. This is the principle of natural movement and stillness. Wherever there is force, there will be another force.
return
, Qi practitioners use the heaven and earth to cast spells, and their power frightens ghosts and gods. However, the way of sword cultivation does not take connecting with the universe as a magic trick, but only uses a little essence of the sword.
The scholar is like a Kunpeng, which turns into a fish and fights for thirty thousand miles in the water, and turns into a bird and flaps its wings for ninety thousand miles in the sky. It can carry the blue sky, cut off the clouds, and still breathe in six months. Therefore, it never leaves the universe and borrows the Dharma. Practice.
Swordsmen are like insects and butterflies
, worked hard, tempered Bo Tian's heart under the Nine Earths, shed the mortal body and leaped above the Nine Heavens, there was thunder accompanying the breathing and stillness, but he took it lightly. Why do you need to ask for God's will when you kill the enemy? The sword comes out naturally.
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When the Xiluan Sword Ball jumps violently, it can cause the earth's energy to shake. This is not because the elder brother casts a spell, but because the sword technique is so powerful that it is like a divine elephant dividing the land and causing the mountains to collapse when it steps on it.
The wind blew loudly, and the sedum was blown by it, unable to open its eyes. It could only vaguely see a gray-white sword pillar rising into the sky. After an instant, the light stopped, and the strong wind gradually stopped.
The outcome has been decided.
Everyone suddenly looked at the sky. The clouds had been pierced by the rusty mountain sword energy, and the huge hollows spread in all directions, revealing the clear blue sky. Looking at the sword fighting stage again, the amethyst swords floated leisurely like fish, and the gray-white sword pills had been chopped into pieces.
The two halves were spinning on the ground.
Jingtian hurriedly called Nightshade Sword back, and a group of fellow disciples gathered around him and praised him. He couldn't resist, so he had to keep silent with a grimace on his face.
The senior brother wiped the oil and sweat on his face, put away the rusty fragments, and walked over quickly, "What a powerful sword. Which senior's sword is it?"
"I picked this up." Jingtian bowed hurriedly, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't take good notice of her and broke your sword pill."
"Hey, don't talk about two different things. The disciples of the Shenjian Sect for generations have been taught how to make swords, raise swords, and practice swords. Although this Rusty Mountain is my proud work, it will eventually be thrown away. In the Sword Tomb
There are 1,247 swords I forged in the past, and now there is one more
.Ah! After all, it is not as strong as the seniors!" Senior Brother looked at the Nightshade Sword with envy, "Such a spiritual sword cannot be favored unless it is destined to be favored by those who are destined. Junior Brother might as well go to the Archives Pavilion to check the origin of this sword, maybe
We can also know which senior of our sect left this behind."
"No rush, no rush. Senior brother, if you don't have the sword, hurry down. We still want to fight with the junior brother!"
"That's right! Junior brother, why don't we just play wheel fighting? Brother, I happen to be from Jizhou, and we know the rules of wheel fighting!"
These fellow disciples are all talking about it, and they all want to bully Jingtian. Everyone is smiling, and even the girl from the Tang family is eager to give it a try. Jingtian patted his forehead and said, "Okay, okay, thanks to all the brothers and sisters, I will sacrifice my life today."
Accompany you gentlemen..." Before he could finish speaking, his challengers had already lined up.
The corner of Jingtian's mouth twitched. Only then did he see clearly the true face of these fellow disciples. They were all wilted and seemed to be self-cultivation and moral gentlemen. In fact, they were all players who were idle farming in the valley until they became moldy. Once they had fun, they would flock to them.
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With such an endless sword fight, Jingtian didn't want to let Solanum Sword take action again, but tried hard to control Zhao Dan to fight. This man has outstanding talent, directly catching up with the sword master Yun Tianhe in the past. After all, he is also the reincarnation of the number one warrior in the God Realm, and he is born with resilience.
, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes. At first, he was in a hurry, unable to attack, unable to retreat, unable to defend, and flying swords in random directions, but gradually he became able to turn around as he wished. These fellow disciples also had good intentions, carefully honed his skills, pointed out the key points, and helped him improve.
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"Junior brother, no matter how sharp the Zhao Dan Sword is, it is not as profound as your skill. If you can't combine your mind with the sword, it's better to just use the sword's strength to fight the enemy. Why bother borrowing foreign objects?"
"Junior brother, your flying sword looks like a mallet!"
"Junior brother, you have to communicate with the sword carefully. You can't just spit out the true energy and be done. Oh, I'm so anxious!"
The little juniors called out one after another, showing the caring heart of fellow disciples. Jingtian's progress was even more astonishing. With the help of Zhao Dan's edge, he actually allowed him to cut off several flying swords. The victory was very thrilling, which made the defeated senior brother
Heartbroken.
"Well, you Sedum, you only cut down senior brother's sword, but you let senior sister's sword go, right?"
"That's right, I will punish you to go to the quenching platform to forge a sword. If I don't compensate you for the sword you broke, I won't let you go today!"
Jingtian knew that he was in the wrong, so he had no choice but to agree.
In the days to come, he would follow his senior brothers to forge swords, then fight swords, and throw the broken swords into the sword tomb.
The senior brother at the quenching stage said, "Forging a sword is a sword practice. A sword is forged from your hands, and the skill of hammering and hammering is a process of communication and integration between your mind and heart. No matter how good the sword is given to you by others,
, it’s not as good as the rotten iron sword you smashed out yourself.”
So Sedum put away the balm and nightshade and didn't use them again.
The senior who was on duty at the Sword Tomb said, "This mountain is full of broken swords. The aura of the golden evil is extremely strong. It is really evil. The swords also have spirits. What's more, they were made by their own hands. They are just like wives. If you have the ability, you should never break them."
Several swords."
"Is the sword really spiritual?"
"Of course, if you want to listen, come to the Sword Tomb tonight."
At midnight, Jingtian returned to the sword tomb. Under the guidance of this senior, he heard the cry of the broken sword and was taught a secret method to sense the sound and context of the sword and listen to the memory of the sword.
"Boy, this is the secret method passed down by Liu Dazong. Learn it hard." The senior said meaningfully, "If you don't understand something, you can go to Mr. Xia for guidance."
After Jingtian learned this method, he devoted himself to refining the Zhaodan Sword, and felt the spirit of the god general Feipeng in the sword. With this help, his swordsmanship improved greatly, and within a few months, he became a sect fighting among himself.
A good hand with the sword.
Seeing that the New Year is approaching, the girl from the Tang family missed her grandfather and finally planned to go back to Tangjiabao to visit relatives. She also wanted to settle the disputes with the Tang family in the past. After Jingtian knew about it, he insisted on following her. Tang Xuejian said he was disgusted, but in his heart
But I feel more comforted.
The two of them came out of the valley together and said goodbye to their fellow disciples before leaving. They were suddenly summoned by the headmaster. According to what Chu Hanjing said, their trip to Tangjiabao seemed to be a source of trouble. They were told to be careful and pay attention to any changes along the way. There was no need to rush.
Go back and forth, and stop for a while in the Bashu area to gather information.
Chu Hanjing has always been respected by monks all over the world. Because of his high abilities and kind temperament, he is also a direct descendant of the four divine sword sects, so his words have great weight. Jingtian and Jingtian did not dare to forget them for a moment after receiving the order.
There were no strange things in the villages and towns seen along the way. The two traveled side by side and talked freely. Each had some thoughts that they did not want the other to know. This tacit understanding and intimacy made Nightshade Sword often feel angry and tease him frequently. Soon Solanum appeared, and Tang
Xuejian and she finally got to know each other, and for a while they were competing with each other, but they left Jingtian in the cold.
Although the young man was a little disappointed, he was also happy to be at ease. He held the Zhaodan sword all day long, just wanting to hear more about Feipeng's past. Although everything in his past life was like dust, he could still learn many skills, and every step of his advancement in swordsmanship was perfect.
It is extremely precious and often makes him feel that life is short and the road is endless.
Traveling again and again, the three of them finally rushed back to Yuzhou City in the first month of the year. Before the riot in the Demon Locking Tower, the escaped monsters had basically been wiped out by the common people with strong martial arts. Now the city has a festive and festive atmosphere, and the atmosphere of the peaceful years is
scene.
Tang Xue was timid about being close to home, so Tang Xue did not dare to return for a while, and Long Kui was greedy for the beauty of the world, so the three of them temporarily stayed at Xiaoyao Inn and were not in a hurry to go to Tangjiabao.
On this day, they were having tea in the lobby and listening to Jianghu people chatting about worldly affairs. One of them mentioned the so-called "Evil Sword Immortal", saying that this person's human nature was profound and difficult to fathom, and he recruited many disciples, hoping to establish a sect similar to the Divine Sword Sect.
The competing swordsmanship sect will soon send its disciples to Yuzhou to recruit disciples.
Jingtian was secretly angry when he heard this, and the girl from the Tang family was even more furious. She slapped the table and stood up, scolding: "How can the power of the Divine Sword mean that any cat or dog can be used as a stepping stone!"
"This girl must not underestimate the world!"
"Yes, although the evil sword immortal has a weird name, he imitates the story of the divine sword Yun Tianhe and wants to spread the law to the world! This is the blessing of the world, why not?"
Jingtian and Tang Xuejian looked at each other, their hearts heavy, and he secretly sent a message, "Perhaps this person is the culprit mentioned by the Chu Clan Master. It seems that we need to find out the origin of this evil sword immortal."
The most famous spiritual sect near Yuzhou is naturally Shushan. The two of them made up their mind to go to Shushan to inquire about the news after handling the incident in Tangjiabao.