"The Jiugong Sword is flat and harmonious, capable of both offense and defense. It is the first choice for Taoist practitioners to practice introductory swordsmanship."
"When you first practice Jiugong Sword, it is inevitable that you will have flaws. You will lose its shape but not its charm and essence. Fortunately, you have not practiced the sword for a long time. If you go astray, you will need a lot of time to correct some bad sword use later.
Habit."
In the afternoon, Master Luo, the swordsman who taught the class, after giving instructions on Chen Mou's Eight Lihuo Turns and Zhuang Kung Fu, unceremoniously rejected Chen Mou's Nine Palaces Swordsmanship. He drew his sword in his hand and said, "You see clearly.
, this is how the sword is used."
Starting from the starting position, Master Luo practices each move.
The sword light is dense and clear.
"Carry the yin and hold the yang, and use the qi to think of harmony. The yin does not arise, the yang does not grow, the breath is continuous, they are opposite to each other, yin and yang are one..."
Master Luo chanted the sword formula in his mouth and swung the sword like a flowing cloud.
To the back, the sword energy was generated several feet long, and a phantom light ball formed by the dissipation and condensation of the sword energy appeared within a range of three feet.
Chen Mou was so intoxicated by what he saw that he retreated ten feet away without realizing it. Every move that Master Luo used felt familiar to him. He didn't draw the sword very quickly, but he was able to evolve such a miraculous effect of turning decay into something magical.
It opened his eyes.
After performing the thirty-six moves of the Nine Palace Sword, Master Luo sheathed the sword and gave formal instructions to Chen Mou. Starting from the eight postures and six stances of holding the sword, he explained the points, stabs, splits, sweeps, and interceptions that constitute the sword technique.
, wipe, tease, block and other basic sword postures, each foundation must be perfected and must be practiced with great effort for a long time.
Sword power depends on practice, and sword intention depends on understanding.
Without a lot of hard training, sword energy and sword intention cannot be understood out of thin air.
The following sword dismantling moves must be carried out after having a certain level of skill.
Jianping, the mountain behind the Lundao Hall, is divided into more than ten areas. There are also rows of houses surrounding the mountain for many monks to practice swordsmanship. There are several masters who are constantly patrolling and giving guidance, each in charge of their own area.
The sun sets in the west, the hour is right, and the bell rings for the end of get out of class.
Chen Mou and other sword-study monks saluted the sword master and then went home.
In the evening, Chen Mou continued to practice the sound transmission technique, Qi-gazing technique and the basic sword postures of Jiugong Sword. He didn't want to make rapid progress, but he wanted to be on the right track and move on the right path.
He could endure the silence, draw pictures during the day, blow the bellows and hammer the iron, and come back at night with a full schedule.
After seven days of eye-catching and concentrated practice, Chen Mou finally learned to "look at Qi".
Under the light, he stared at the sword surface as he pulled it out of the scabbard. There was a layer of faint light emitting from the sword body, showing a light red color. This was the unique "spiritual light" of the magic weapon Gathering Spirits, which could not be seen by the naked eye. Observe other items, such as Wude coins, gold and silver, and even dirt can be seen clearly, without any light appearing.
Chen Mou looked excited, he had mastered another low-level spell.
Taking out the ancient jade, and pouring some energy into it, Chen Mou came to the cliff cave in another world. These days, he had already cleaned up the cave with the brooms, dustpans, buckets, rags and other items he had brought.
This place became his other home.
What disappointed him was that there was nothing in the cave except stones, and not even a single inscription was left on the ground.
Walk out of the cave passage and stand firmly on the edge of the cliff at the entrance of the cave.
Contrary to the night in Danyangfang, this world is day.
It was drizzling, the mountain wind was particularly cold, and there was thin ice on the cliff, but it did not hinder Chen Mou who had a lot of skills.
The clouds and mist below are so vast that you can't see far except for the nearby stone wall of more than ten feet.
With such a rare opportunity to cover up, Chen Mou suddenly had the idea of exploring on the cliff, without worrying about being discovered by the monsters under the mountain in the distance.
A few days ago, he saw a sunken horizontal cliff about twenty feet below the stone castle. With his current light body skills and the extremely sharp magic weapon sword, he had no problem walking up and down the cliff.<
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After returning to the cave and tying it up, he tied the ancient jade to his left wrist with a thin rope, close to the skin, so that he could pour his energy into the light spots on the surface of the ancient jade at any time, escaping possible dangers and conveniently
Free up your left hand to grab things.
Walking out of the cave again, holding the sword in his right hand, he used the light body technique and put his toes on the rock. His whole body slid lightly and ran diagonally downwards with the wind.
He reached out with his left hand, grabbed a branch of a shrub with tenacious vitality, and used its strength to float lightly.
After doing this four times, I landed on a horizontal cliff with piles of crushed limestone and overgrown weeds.
When I looked back up, it was so foggy that I couldn't find the location of the cave above?
The weeds on the cliff are withered and yellow and covered with ice crystals. The fierce mountain wind has only a small return wind here.
Chen Mou walked forward slowly with his sword in hand. After seven or eight feet, the cliff ground was about two feet wide. He found a huge abandoned bird's nest among the dead grass and shrubs. In addition to gravel, feathers and guano, there were also animal bones and bird skeletons on the ground. Chen Mou, who was walking and exploring, suddenly stopped. He saw a three-foot-tall dark purple shrub among the dead grass near the rock wall. The green leaves were vivid and swayed gently in the breeze. It was particularly attractive in the drizzle and cold weather.
Attention.
Chen Mou mused and looked with his Qi-gazing technique. If something went wrong, there must be a demon. That plant was really extraordinary. The branches had a light green light that shimmered out. It became more obvious as it went toward the roots. It could gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"Spiritual medicinal materials!"
Chen Mou's eyes showed joy, he observed for a while, and then continued walking forward.
A total of four wild medicinal herbs were found on the cliff about a hundred feet long. He didn't recognize any of them, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
"What a great place to go out and make some money."
Even though Chen Mou was extremely poor, he did not immediately dig up the medicinal materials. He only picked an old leaf each.
His figure suddenly disappeared in the wind and rain, and returned to the main room of Danyangfang residence. His energy evaporated from his body, and the dampness in his hair went into the room and rummaged through the medicine books on the bookshelf.
The books that Lao Tao gave him at the beginning included all kinds of books, with travel notes and miscellaneous books being the most numerous.
Among them, there are several volumes of secret techniques in the house, which have curly edges and many have fold marks, which shows that the old Taoist worked hard at the beginning.
He found three thick yellowed medicine books and flipped through them page by page. Looking at the pictures drawn in the books, he had to figure out what the magical medicine he had discovered was called.
It took more than an hour to compare and find out the names of the three medicinal herbs: Yuanqincao, Purple Leaf Ginseng and Huanyu Dihuang.
There is also a magical medicinal material that is not recorded in the three common medicinal materials books.
He guessed it might be a rarer drug?
After work the next day, he went to the grocery store and bought old medicine hoes, iron drills, baskets and other items. He also bought some grain, bacon and dried vegetables. He was still not in a hurry to dig out medicinal materials and would just live with his poverty for a few more days.
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On the holiday, Master Zhang checked his voice transmission skills and Qi-gazing skills, and taught him the breath-holding technique.
In the afternoon, I learned body movements, pile skills and the sword moves of Jiugong Sword with Master Luo.
Another seven days passed, and when the weather was covered with wind, rain, and clouds, Chen Mou carried a basket with tools on his back and used the lightness technique to climb and slide down the cliff more easily. It took him more than half an hour to carefully put the Yuanqincao and purple grass into the cliff.
The leaves of the ginseng were dug out, backfilled with gravel and soil, and covered with withered grass.
After the rain, no obvious traces of excavation can be seen for three or two days.
Chen Mou used the ancient jade to return to the main room without leaving a trace, and Chen Mou became more and more skillful at it.
He took off the basket containing the medicinal materials and took out the purple-leaf ginseng with roots almost two feet long and the radish-thick Yuanqin to admire for a while. He looked through the medicine books and based on the characteristics of the medicinal materials, he roughly estimated the age of the medicine and made
After you feel confident, wash the medicinal materials and dry them indoors on lettuce.
The next night, a stocky monk wearing black attire and a cloak, carrying a green cloth package in his hand, walked into the shop called "Wanyaotang" in the west of the square, and said in a vague tone to the waiter who came up to him.
: "Selling medicine, find all the shopkeepers."
The haunted incident in Fangshi has long since passed, and the shops close at night relatively late.
As soon as the waiter saw the medicine-selling monk's attire, he knew that the business was not small. He hurriedly extended his hand to make invitations and led him to the back room. Shopkeeper Qi, who was slightly fat, had already walked out from behind the counter with a smile on his face.
Don't show off your wealth, most of the monks selling treasures in the market are dressed in this weird way.