Ling Tianyun held the handle of the knife tightly, and an inexplicable strange feeling was transmitted from the handle into his palm. The handle fit just right when he held it, and he didn't know what material it was made of. He also felt
There was a feeling of heart-to-bone connection coming from the handle of the knife. What he was holding was not just a knife, but an extension of his body.
With a crisp sound of "clang", Ling Tianyun couldn't help but take out the sword from its sheath. As soon as the sword came out of its sheath, a cold and dazzling light emerged from the sword, and only a handle covered with crystal snow could be seen.
The sword-like sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The blade was crystal white, without any impurities, and it was impossible to tell what kind of material it was forged from. It could be seen that it was not made of this world's material, and what else could it be other than meteorite.
As soon as the sword was unsheathed, it immediately let out a soft chanting sound, which was like the roar of a dragon or the roar of a phoenix. The sword kept trembling in Ling Tianyun's hand, as if it was telling him some message. The true energy in Ling Tianyun's body also followed.
As the sword was unsheathed, it began to stir again, and there was a violent explosion that was about to happen.
Because of his long experience, Ling Tianyun secretly used the formula to suppress the violent zhenqi. At the same time, he slowly poured the zhenqi in his Dantian from his palm into the handle of the knife, and then slowly poured it into the blade. As soon as the sword touched
When Ling Tianyun slowly poured in his true energy, he immediately became quiet. With a "buzz" sound, the whisper of the sword sounded in his mind again. It was a kind of intimacy that was extremely joyful.
It was really a peerless sword like a psychic. When Ling Tianyun held the sword, he had a feeling of being connected with flesh and blood. He felt that the sword was a part of his body, making him more handy. As the true energy increased,
After slowly infusing it, and reaching a certain limit, he saw the sword's brilliance suddenly exploded, and the dazzling light was like splashing glass, filling the hall. At this time, Ling Tianyun discovered the faint light on the blade.
There were two giant dragons roaring out. At that time, the two giant dragons were engraved on both sides of the blade. When he first pulled out the sword, he did not find the two giant dragons engraved on the blade. It can be seen that the sword and his
There is a certain correlation between the exercises.
"Congratulations, third brother, for getting a peerless sword." Zhao Kuangyin saw Ling Tianyun playing with the sword lovingly. He couldn't help but beam with joy and congratulated him.
"Second brother, this sword was originally owned by Feng Daxia. Why did Feng Daxia give this sword to my elder brother? Why did Feng Daxia abandon such a unique and famous sword?" Ling Tianyun held the 'Xing Ze' and couldn't help but
I have to express the doubts in my heart. The 'Sword Saint' Feng Lian Dao is recognized as a swordsman saint in the world, so he is given the honorific title of 'Sword Saint'. And this sword is obviously not a universal sword.
Ling Tianyun was very puzzled as to why Feng Lian Dao did not continue to use this sword but gave it to others as a gift.
"The art of swordsmanship and the way of swordsmanship are just a part of martial arts. Swordsmanship and boxing are all different paths leading to the same goal. The ultimate in martial arts is Shattering the Void, and the mastery of swordsmanship is also part of the ultimate in martial arts. Daxia Feng has long had a glimpse of the peak of martial arts.
So it doesn't matter to him what kind of sword he uses. Even if he doesn't use a sword, it's the same for his cultivation. That's why he gave up this sword. As for the secret of 'Xingze', it must be very important to him.
It doesn't have much appeal, so he doesn't care about the secret in this knife. This knife was given to his eldest brother by Feng Daxia three years ago. As for why he gave it to his eldest brother, I don't know about your second brother. This knife
Finally falling into your hands, it means that this knife is really destined to you."
Zhao Kuangyin slowly explained, but the sword and martial arts he mentioned made Ling Tianyun even more confused. He knew only a little about these. He didn't know that there were so many martial arts. Some people entered the Dao from the sword, and some people
From the sword to the Tao, but these are different paths to the same destination. This is really the first time he has heard of this principle.
"That year, Hero Feng fought with the Khitan Imperial Master. Who won and who lost? After that battle, Hero Feng disappeared from the martial arts world." Ling Tianyun has always admired Feng Lian Dao, and he learned how to use it.
As his own weapon, the sword is more or less influenced by Feng Lian Dao.
"This has always been a mystery, but Wanyan Wudi was seriously injured. This is for sure. He has been in seclusion for almost a year and has been out of seclusion for the past one or two months. But I didn't expect that he would go straight to Beihan as soon as he came out of seclusion this time.
, almost cleaning up the martial arts world in the Northern Han Dynasty. Next, he should come to my great Zhou Dynasty. I don’t know who else can stop him except Feng Daxia. After the battle between Feng Daxia and Wanyan Wudi,
Silence and trace, no one knows what happened, but what is certain is that it must be more serious than bad."
Zhao Kuangyin's eyes flashed with worry, and he told Ling Tianyun everything he knew. Ling Tianyun's face became condensed after hearing this. Of course he knew the consequences. If Feng Lian Dao hadn't appeared, the Central Plains martial arts world would have
Being persecuted by Wanyan Wudi, the martial arts community in the Central Plains will suffer a major blow. However, there are only a few in the martial arts community in the Central Plains that can compete with him. Those reclusive masters who live in seclusion are all struggling to pursue the elusive hope.
The method of immortality is nothing more than worldly matters. Most of them are just a little short of getting a glimpse of the threshold of the ultimate martial arts.
"Is there no one in this world who can stop Wanyan Wudi? The fat monk Bu Miao and the Taoist priest we met on that passenger ship, how do they compare with Wanyan Wudi?" Ling Tianyun thought of that day.
The monks from the Western Regions and the Taoist priests who flew down from the Shimen cliff were met on the passenger ship. They were as if they were walking on flat ground above the waves of the Yellow River. Their martial arts strength should not be weak compared with that of Wanyan Invincible.
To the other party."
When Zhao Kuangyin heard Ling Tianyun's question, he couldn't help showing a bitter smile. He sighed, and then said: "You have seen Wanyan Wudi take action, but have you ever seen him use a gun? But you have not seen all his strength. Then
The martial arts strength of the monk from the Western Regions and Taoist Fuyaozi can be said to be slightly better than that of Wanyan Wudi, but they are both worldly experts who do not care about worldly affairs. They only want to see the way of heaven. But in this world
According to legend, the only people who can truly glimpse the threshold of heaven are the Khitan masters Wan Yan Wudi and Feng Lian Dao Feng. This is not as simple as breaking through the limits of martial arts, but also requires a breakthrough in the martial arts state of mind. There are certainly martial arts cultivators in this world.
Those who are higher in realm and strength than the two of them, but they are both worldly experts and will not take action easily."
"Except for those masters who are active in today's martial arts world, the four major ancient martial arts sects also have some outstanding outsiders. Basically, they don't care about the worldly affairs. Except for the four major ancient martial arts sects,
There are also some hidden clans in the sect, and their strength is equivalent to that of the four major ancient martial arts sects, but if they are called a hidden clan, they will not appear easily. The strength in today's martial arts world is mainly divided into four levels.
Wanyan Wudi and Feng Daxia are the highest level, followed by the Eastern Region Sword God Zhang Xiaofeng, the Western Sichuan Demon Gongzi Ming, and the Tang Dynasty's number one master Shen Zhongxia. They are the second level masters, and the rest are Khitan
Xiao Yujing, the former great master of the country, the front sect leader of the Shengyang Sect, Fu Heng’s father, Fu Aobei, and some powerful masters of martial arts sects, they are the masters of the third level.”
Zhao Kuangyin paused for a moment before patiently explaining to Ling Tianyun. He clearly explained the current divisions of strength among martial arts circles.
"This fourth step is the most mysterious and cannot be represented by just a few people. For example, the 'Assassin's Sky Alliance', the strength of this killer organization cannot be underestimated. Killers often do not follow routines. They hide in the dark and specialize in assassinations.
The emperor's sons who were selected by the four ancient martial arts sects will also assassinate the most influential martial arts masters today, as well as the resurrected demon sect "Nine Nether Sect", and the "White Lotus Sect" named after the saint.
They are all somewhat mysterious. These organizations can be said to be the strongest or the weakest, because they do not have a stunning master, but their team fighting ability is unparalleled.
The enemy, so this is also the most terrifying."
Only then did Ling Tianyun understand the basic division of strength in the current martial arts world. He did not expect it to be so complicated, but he still had a question in his mind: "As far as I know, Taoism and Buddhism are not included in it. This is
What's going on? Do they also not care about worldly matters? The strength of Taoism and Buddhism can be said to be far superior to the masters of these four steps, so why are these two camps excluded?"
"This is a taboo. As for why, Brother Wei doesn't know. Although you practice Buddhism's supreme martial arts, the burden you will bear in the future may be heavier than Brother Wei. As for the matters of Buddhism and Taoism, Brother Wei has not been able to tell you for a while.
I can’t explain clearly, I just hope that I don’t let down this most holy Buddhist practice, and I must practice it diligently. Maybe you will understand it in the future, but it is too early to say this at this time.”
After listening to Zhao Kuangyin's words, Ling Tianyun's heart suddenly shook. Faintly, he knew that Zhao Kuangyin seemed to know something. It must be related to him, and it must be related to the supreme Buddhist scripture "Mahayana Heart Sutra". Although the doubts in his heart were solved.
Some, but a new layer of doubts was cast in his heart. Is it really necessary to use strength to solve all this?
"Third brother, when you reach a certain level of strength, you will understand. The kindness of eldest brother in gifting the sword, and the kindness of Daxia Feng in retaining the sword, you must not forget it." Zhao Kuangyin looked at Ling Tianyun and said to him solemnly.
.His solemn tone made Ling Tianyun's heart tremble slightly, and an extremely heroic aura suddenly surged out of his chest, sweeping away in all directions.
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"Ghost, you bastard, why, why did you leave the government office without permission? Aren't you afraid of impeachment by the officials in the court? How many pairs of eyes in the court are watching your every move, but why did you
Do you think I will be moved if you don't listen to me and are willing to take risks? Cough??????cough??????"
In the Cide Hall of Dazhou Palace in Bianliang, the imperial capital, the old man in the dragon robe roared and yelled at the middle-aged man who knelt down in front of him. Maybe it was because of lack of physical strength or because he had been seriously ill for a long time.
After the old man was full of rage, he coughed for a long time.
Guo Wei's weather-beaten face revealed a supreme domineering attitude, as if he was not angry or self-defeating. The angry scolding just now exhausted his physical strength, and his feeble hands supported the desk full of memorials.
Above. He did not bother to wipe the blood that overflowed from under the corner of his mouth, but a pair of bright tiger eyes shot out a menacing light, staring at the silent adopted son Chai Rong who was kneeling in front of him.
Chai Rong knelt down before the arrogant and furious Guo Wei. He did not expect that he would be greeted by a burst of wrath. Sweat oozed out from his forehead like rain. Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, and he still felt a little scared in his heart.
But when he thought of Ling Tianyun's words, he mustered up the courage to raise his head and looked at Guo Wei, whose eyes were full of anger and majesty.
"Father, I don't know what people say to be fearful, and I don't care about the way of a monarch or a minister. In my eyes, you are just an old man who is seriously ill. How can there be a son in this world who doesn't care about his seriously ill father? Baishan is filial.
First of all, if the child only cares about the rule of the monarch and ministers and neglects the relationship between father and son, then the child would rather not have the title of King of Jin. The child just comes to see a seriously ill old man, and there is no other meaning." Chai Rong said almost choked with sobs.
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But his words caused a soft light to shine in the eyes of the intimidating Guo Wei, and his tense face softened. Yes, he had lost too much for the sake of the great Zhou Dynasty.
At his age, he should have enjoyed the happiness of a family with children and grandchildren around his knees, but right now, apart from the person kneeling in front of him, who else is left.
"That's all, get up and talk." Guo Wei's heart softened and he said kindly to his adopted son who couldn't kneel down to worship him.