The next day, after Linghu Heng slowly exited the state of cultivation, he felt comfortable all over his body, which was better than taking an elixir. Maybe it was this feeling that made him reluctant to leave the Ancient Sword Sect. Linghu Heng himself couldn't explain clearly.
What is it that attracts him and makes him maintain the habit of practicing every day? Shaking his head, Linghu Heng smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "Why do you think so much!"
The candles in the room had burned out in one night, leaving only pools of wax on the candlesticks. Linghu Heng looked at the candlesticks blankly, but his mind was thinking about the sword diagram he had just learned. He discovered that the sword
The diagram is really broad and profound, and each move is completely natural. If it weren't for chance, Linghu Heng would never have thought of such a subtle move in his life. But the more he studied it, the more he got stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself. Fortunately, Linghu Heng was determined.
He is strong enough and self-aware. He knows that his skills are low and he has not even been able to practice the Linfeng Sword Control Technique given to him by Taoist Taoist Silence. How can he be able to use such a profound sword technique as the Sword Diagram? Deeply.
Linghu Heng, who knew how to act within his ability, naturally understood this truth and forced himself to restrain his mind and stop thinking about the sword diagram.
After Linghu Heng gathered his thoughts, he stood up, pushed open the door of the hut, and walked out of the hut. Unexpectedly, just thinking about the sword diagram, it was already almost noon! If it was normal, Wu Zhen would have already left with the rice basket.
On the way. But today is the critical period for Wu Zhen to enter the Nascent Soul Stage. It is impossible to deliver food to Linghu Heng. Thinking of this, Linghu Heng felt a little disappointed in his heart, and he was more worried about Wu Zhen.
Can he survive the disaster smoothly? After praying silently in his heart, Linghu Heng slowly walked back to the hut, took out the dry food that Wu Zhen left last night and ate it with water, which was considered a meal.
After feeling full, Linghu Heng patted his belly and stood up with satisfaction. Suddenly, he thought that there were two old men, tall and short, on the cliff, and no one had ever delivered food to them. They were like iron rice and steel.
, What can I do without eating! Thinking of this, Linghu Heng put all the remaining dry food into the rice basket, then took the pot of water, picked up the "Blue Moon" fairy sword, and walked out of the hut.
I saw Linghu Heng squeeze the sword in his hand, and the "Bi Yue" fairy sword immediately carried Linghu Heng to fly to the cliff. In just a blink of an eye, Linghu Heng had already flown to the sky above the cliff with his sword. He looked down.
, and found that both the tall and short old men were doing the same thing - crossing their legs and entering meditation, but they didn't know what kind of mental method they were practicing. Linghu Heng didn't want to disturb him, he just urged the sword skills to slowly land on the cliff. Before he could stop, the short man
The old man spoke: "Boy, are you here?" Linghu Heng looked at the short old man and saw that he had already opened his eyes and blinked at him, looking like an old naughty boy.
After Linghu Heng put away the "Bi Yue" fairy sword, he said: "Are you disturbing the seniors? I'm here to bring you food."
When he heard the word "rice", the short old man's eyes suddenly lit up. He jumped up and grabbed the rice basket from Linghu Heng's hand. He opened the lid and took a look. He immediately said with a bitter look on his face, "Why is this dry food?"
Linghu Heng scratched the back of his head and said: "My senior brother has gone through the Nascent Soul Tribulation. He probably won't be able to deliver food to me for a few days. Senior, please just make do with it! When my senior brother comes to deliver food again, I will
Tell him to prepare more food next time."
The short old man said happily: "That's good, haha, I really saw the right person, you have a good conscience!" After saying that, he picked up a piece of dry food, took a bite, and said inarticulately: "There are a lot of them.
I haven’t eaten in years, dry food is not bad, let’s eat again!”
Linghu Heng was startled when he heard "I haven't eaten in years" and stopped talking. At this time, the short old man ate too much and the dry food was dry and thick. He choked in his throat and coughed desperately.
Linghu Heng quickly opened the kettle and handed it to the short old man. The short old man couldn't help but guzzled the pot of water. After the short old man finished drinking, Linghu Heng said: "Senior, you don't need to eat in such a hurry!"
The short old man wiped his mouth, returned the kettle to Linghu Heng, and said, "You kid, do you want to know why I can live without eating for so many years?" Linghu Heng couldn't hide it, so he nodded. The short old man
He said proudly: "This is because we practice the magical skill of 'bigu'!"
Linghu Heng was stunned and almost laughed out loud: "The 'butt' magical skill?"
The short old man blushed and said: "What's the 'butt'? It's 'bigu', uneducated!"
Only then did Linghu Heng remember that he had read about "bigu" in a book. "Don't eat grains, inhale wind and drink dew" is the best explanation of bigu. It is a rare way of cultivation, but unexpectedly it really exists.
The existence of divine power.
The short old man continued: "I didn't expect that I haven't eaten for so long. All I eat is dry food. I'm really sorry for my stomach!" As he said that, his eyes glanced at Linghu Heng, which made Linghu Heng feel a strong feeling.
Danger struck him, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps.
As expected, the short old man said: "Boy, do you want to learn this magical skill of 'bigu'?"
Linghu Heng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Young man has not even learned the 'Haoran Righteousness Technique' well, how dare you expect other unique skills!"
The short old man patted Linghu Heng's arm and said, "You are very good, then I will teach you a set of boxing techniques!"
The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect all have amazing sword skills but mediocre fists and kicks, and Linghu Heng is also very worried about this. Hearing that the short old man is willing to teach him boxing skills, Linghu Heng is naturally overjoyed. After all, he is a short old man.
, the boxing skills he taught were not that bad. Linghu Heng reacted very quickly and said immediately: "That kid is so disrespectful!"
The short old man laughed and continued: "It's okay to teach you boxing skills, but I just didn't eat enough..."
Linghu Heng was extremely smart and immediately took over the words: "Then go find some food to honor your seniors!" Just as he was about to fly away with his sword, he was grabbed by the short old man. Linghu Heng looked at the short old man with some confusion.
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The short old man blushed rarely, and said: "Don't worry, don't worry! Boy, listen to me. I have already eaten all the delicacies in the world, and I have no interest in eating most of them. But there is one kind that I will never forget until now.
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Hearing what the short old man said, Linghu Heng's curiosity was aroused and he asked: "I wonder what kind of delicacy it is?"
The short old man signaled Linghu Heng to lower his body, and whispered in his ear: "There is a waterfall in our Ancient Sword Sect, and there is a deep pool under the waterfall, which is called Yaolu Pool. According to legend, it is a female elder from unknown generations.
I brought back three drops of jade dew from Yaochi and poured it into the pool, so that the water in the pool was crystal clear and the water quality was incredibly sweet! Not only that, the fish in the pool were also unusually plump, which is a rare delicacy in the world! I was in
I was lucky enough to taste it once forty years ago. The texture of the meat, the smoothness and the refreshing taste are unforgettable to this day!" The short old man said, his eyes almost gleaming, like a hungry wolf.
However, Linghu Heng has not eaten meat for five or six years. There are only vegetarian dishes in the Green Bamboo Forest. Although there are many game foods in the entire Gujian Mountain, Linghu Heng has never been out of the Green Bamboo Forest several times, so naturally he cannot get meat.
Eat. After hearing what the short old man said, Linghu Heng twitched his index fingers. He wished he could catch a fish right now to heal his stomach: "I wonder where that waterfall is?"
The short old man said: "It's more than five miles to the southeast, where the mountains are dangerous." After a pause, he continued in a low voice: "If you can catch a fish, I will teach you my self-made 'Devil-killing Palm'
'!"
Under the double temptation of the short old man, Linghu Heng became helpless even if he didn't want to. What's more, he had longed for meat, and learning boxing was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How could Linghu Heng give up?
!Immediately took up the sword technique and flew away in the air, disappearing in an instant.
After Linghu Heng was far away, the short old man burst out laughing and said, "This kid is so cute!"
At this time, the old man Gao who had been silent spoke up: "Junior brother, where did you ask him to go?"
The short old man couldn't hide his smile and nodded. The tall man said: "You almost died there in order to steal the mandarin fish in the Yaolu Pond, and you still asked that boy to die?"
The short old man said: "The Yaolu Pavilion lineage will not really kill anyone. After all, we are all disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect. Even if the kid misses, his life will not be in danger. Besides, if I hadn't taken the risk back then,
You and I can eat the Yaolutan mandarin fish, which is said to be the most delicious in the world, and then we will be tired of all the delicious food in the world, otherwise how can we achieve this magical skill of 'bigu'!"
After hearing this, Old Man Gao stopped talking. After a long time, he finally said, "Where do you know the 'Devil-Destroying Palm'?"
The short old man smiled complacently: "Using the palm to destroy demons is naturally the 'Devil-killing Palm'!"
Old Man Gao was startled and said: "You don't want to teach this kid the 'Heaven and Earth Black and Yellow Palm', right? Have you forgotten what the master said back then?"
The short old man looked serious and said: "Senior brother, stop being pedantic. If this 'Heaven and Earth Black and Yellow Palm' is not passed down to others, it will really be lost! In the battle with the Demon Sect back then, all our masters were killed and injured. If it weren't for Master's desperate efforts,
Protect us, we have gone to see the ancestors of Sanqing a long time ago! If the Demon Sect is in trouble again, the ancient sword sect may wither even more! Senior brother, do you want to abide by the master's instructions, or let the secret knowledge of our sect be lost?"
Old Man Gao was silent for a long time and then said: "Then teach him the 'Devil-Destroying Palm'!"
The short old man chuckled, but stopped talking.
It is said that Linghu Heng flew with the sword all the way. This was the first time he had wielded the sword for such a long distance since he had mastered the art of sword control. Looking at the light red shield formed by the rapid friction in the air around him, Linghu Heng's heart suddenly rose.
A feeling of freedom. Looking at the shrunken scenery below, a sense of superiority arises spontaneously.
However, the good times did not last long. For those who can wield a sword, Wuli Land is just a blink of an eye. Because Linghu Heng did not know the location, he reduced his speed and searched all the way. After a while, he heard something in his ears.
There was a roar of water, and Linghu Heng knew that the waterfall was nearby. Flying closer, Linghu Heng saw a waterfall like a hanging river with his extraordinary eyesight.
What a waterfall! I saw that the water was like a wild horse running wild, roaring, sounding like thunder, rolling rapidly, falling from top to bottom into a deep pool below, the water was misty, and pearls splashed everywhere. In the deep pool,
A few big fish could be faintly seen leisurely in the middle. This must be the Yaolu Lake that Linghu Heng was looking for.
Linghu Heng felt happy and hurriedly flew away with his sword. He reached the sky above Yaolu Lake. Just when he was about to urge him to land resolutely, a voice came from behind: "Stop, who are you? Why did you come to Yaolu with your sword?"