"A sword is a sharp weapon for killing people. It seems complex and changeable, but in fact it is simple and easy to understand. It can only be used to attack by cutting, cutting and stabbing..."
Gai Nie's voice was steady, to the point, without a trace of tremor. It was not like a patient who was seriously injured and had yet to recover. Instead, it was more powerful and firm than a strong man's voice. It was full of undeniable meaning, just like in his hands.
sword.
His hands are slender and strong. No matter what state he is in, the hand holding the sword is always steady without a trace of tremor.
When he was in the Waning Moon Valley, Tang Xuanming once saw Gai Nie's swordsmanship. It was the simplest killing swordsmanship without any extraneous modifications.
Simple and beautiful, but with a soul-stirring feeling, most of the three hundred Qin soldiers died under his sword.
The swords of this era did not have as many changes as those of later generations. In Tang Xuanming's vague memory, the striking techniques of the swords of his period were: split, stab, point, lift, collapse, cut, wipe, penetrate,
Pick, lift, twist, sweep, etc.
But according to Gai Nie, there are not many changes in swordsmanship, it is simple and easy to understand.
"Maybe it's because the swordsmanship of this era has not been as perfect as that of later generations, or maybe it's just that many of the names are different. In fact, swordsmanship has developed to an extremely high level. After all, there is no one in later generations who can kill three hundred soldiers with one sword.
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"Pah! Pay more attention."
Just as he was distracted, the branch in Gai Nie's hand landed on Tang Xuanming's back, causing his whole body to tremble.
Gai Nie's technique was unique. The blows on his body were extremely painful, but he didn't suffer much damage. He was simply a master of punishing people.
After being reminded like this, Tang Xuanming immediately did not dare to be distracted and devoted himself wholeheartedly to practicing swordplay according to Ge Nie's method.
Ge Nie's method is very simple, just repeating the same action, which is very boring.
But this is an essential step in practicing Qigong. There is no shortcut here, it must be poured out with sweat.
The basic aspect is the skill of penetrating a stone with water, and every swordsman must go through this step.
On this remote escape road, Tang Xuanming changed silently, and no one knew about it.
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Wei Zhuang stood on the ruins, his large robes were blown by the wind, his white hair fluttered in the wind, and under his two long eyebrows, his eyes were always slightly gloomy.
"Where are Wushuang, Canglang, and Baifeng now? Let them set off. Ganie's head must belong to me."
Chi Lian, who is covered in red and slightly revealing clothes, answered one by one. Her towering breasts always attract attention immediately, making people have the urge to swallow their saliva.
The red snake crawling around his waist will make everyone withdraw their gaze. No one knows when a snake will crawl out of her and bite you.
"Gane..."
He held the shark tooth hanging on his waist tightly with his hand, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "Yuan Hong, the second best person in the world, has wanted to be better than you for a long time, hasn't he?"
The shark's teeth were beating in his palm, as if in response and eager.
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The world fell into darkness again. Tang Xuanming once again took out a small piece of barbecue, cut it skillfully with Yuanhong, and then gave it to Gai Nie.
Pieces after pieces of items similar to pieces of meat still reveal luster in the sun, and the rich aroma exudes, making people dazzled.
Gai Nie and Tian Ming did not think it was a piece of meat, but thought it was the legendary Taoist divine object - the Nine Turns Golden Pill.
Tian Ming was drooling greedily, but he also knew that this item had a huge effect on Gai Nie, so he watched eagerly without being as talkative as usual.
"Eat! Qin's pursuers will arrive soon. Only you can lead us out."
Tang Xuanming saw Gai Nie's refusal and blocked the road before he could speak.
After taking a deep look at Tang Xuanming, this top swordsman did not refuse and still chewed the "Nine Transformations Golden Pill" carefully.
The effect of "Nine Transformations Golden Pill" is extraordinary. The last time he took Gaine, he didn't have a clear feeling. At that time, he had already fallen into a semi-conscious state.
Afterwards, he noticed something special inside his body. His internal energy was working quickly, and the wound on his chest had healed a lot. If it weren't for the pain he still suffered, he wouldn't even feel that he was a seriously injured person.
"The miraculous effect is worthy of being left behind by the legendary immortal."
If such a small group of Nine-turn Golden Elixir could bring people back to life in normal times, Gai Nie would never have the luxury of eating another piece. However, Qin's pursuers may come at any time, and he must recover as quickly as possible.
At the peak, I would not care about these losses, but would just remember Tang Xuanming's kindness deeply in my heart.
Tang Xuanming's training was usually more rigorous, and many of the swordsmanship that was unique to Guigu's inheritance were told by him without any hiding. This was an extremely special treatment.
After walking in the wilderness for eight consecutive days, Genie ate the third piece of barbecue and refused to eat it until he died. He believed that he had recovered enough to defend himself against enemies and was unwilling to waste this extremely precious medicine anymore.
Tang Xuanming was helpless, but he couldn't force a great swordsman. He still couldn't disobey Ge Nie's will.
However, judging from his eyes, Gai Nie's recovery was indeed very fast. His face was still pale on the first day, but now it has blood color, completely unlike a person who almost died from excessive blood loss.
Eight days of wilderness life taught Tang Xuanming how to cook. Although he was not as good at barbecue as Tianming, he already had the foundation to survive in this era.
Perhaps because Gai Nie recovered well, everyone walked faster and did not encounter Qin's pursuers along the way. Wei Zhuang, whom Tang Xuanming had been worried about, and several of Wei Zhuang's men did not appear.
The sky and the earth dimmed again, the group stopped again, and Tang Xuanming's hard training began again. The arduous trek during the day was just the foundation. Taking advantage of this rare time, Ge Nie would not give up honing Tang Xuanming's sword skills.
Chopping, cutting, and stabbing were repeated over and over again. He was practicing swordplay even when he was most tired. Tang Xuanming was extremely familiar with such movements, and his body was gradually memorizing them.
The wooden sword he was holding was a wooden sword that he had whittled with Yuan Hong. Ever since Yuan Hong dropped his hand when he was practicing swordplay in a state of exhaustion and nearly cut off his hand, he was no longer qualified to use Yuan Hong when practicing swordsmanship.
Both he and Genie thought that using wooden swords was a good method.
After completing the sword practice that lasted for an hour next to the fire, Tang Xuanming did not fall asleep as tiredly as usual, but seemed a little hesitant.
He touched the Ju Zi Ling on his chest and decided to seek help from Gai Nie.
It is a bit embarrassing to say that Tang Xuanming, who had received nine years of compulsory education in the future and was considered a man of culture, did not understand the words on the silk scroll in the Juzi Order.