I Honor

: Scheming Puppets

puppet winking tears

Xu Cheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his scalp was numb, his head was blank, and a sense of numbness climbed up from the end of his spine.

Late night, heavy rain, ruined temples, dead people, puppets that can blink and shed tears, all these constitute a strange and terrifying picture.

Haunted, Haunted

Just as Xu Chenghun was flying out of the sky, a ray of light flickered in his vision, and a drop of rainwater reflected the bonfire, attached to the funny puppet, and fell to the ground with a splash, which was in harmony with the mottled wet marks before.

“It turns out that the ruined temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and the roof has a slight water seepage. One drop fell on the puppet, causing the illusion of blinking and crying. I was the one who scared myself.” Xu Cheng took a sharp breath, but suddenly froze, “Puppet puppet”

In the ruined temple, the chief escort of the Four Seas Escort Agency Miao was killed because of the magic sword puppet The funny puppet on the beam One of the four great books

The three thoughts fluctuated in an instant, and fireworks exploded in Xu Cheng’s mind, illuminating the darkness with splendor.

Could it be that I saw the Excalibur Puppet containing two sets of peerless sword techniques?

This is a reasonable deduction and conclusion

Xu Cheng’s heartbeat accelerated, and his mouth became dry for a while.

“Cheng’er, what’s the matter with you?” Shang Jiuming opened his six orifices, his eyes and ears were clear, and his senses were sharp, so he noticed something strange in Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng was about to tell the story of the Excalibur Puppet, but the words of Master just now popped up in his mind. Every time the Excalibur Puppet was born, it was accompanied by a bloody storm, and many ugly and terrifying things happened. For it, some fathers killed their sons , Son kills father, some members of the same family kill each other, there is Prime Minister Bai who knows how to press the sword, and he has only just opened his eyes, which is far from the master. After getting the magic sword puppet, it must be kept by the master. It is better to understand and ponder all the time, leaving only the fragmented time like leftovers and water to yourself, or even transfer it to others.

Greed is like fire, and a little bit can start a prairie fire. Xu Cheng had many thoughts, and he listened to the voice in his heart: “Master, except for Mr. Miao, the rest of the bodyguards fell to the ground in a semicircle, and they seemed to want to besiege. But Kill them all with one blow.”

“With just one strike, six masters lost their lives. Just thinking about it makes people shudder. What kind of swordsmanship is this? It’s like a ghost.”

He pushed his strangeness to this matter.

Shang Jiuming understood Xu Cheng’s mood very well, nodded slightly and said: “I have been immersed in swordsmanship for 30 years and I still feel heart palpitations, and I can’t match it. Unfortunately, my swordsmanship is incomplete, and it is difficult to reproduce the two peerless swordsmanship of suppressing evil and shocking gods. The mystery. Otherwise, these methods are nothing more than ordinary.”

“That’s right, such a powerful swordsman didn’t fight to death for the Excalibur Puppet, which shows that his swordsmanship is still far away from suppressing evil and shocking gods.” Shang Lingxi interjected, knowing that his own swordsmanship was inherited from the Excalibur Puppet. She is quite proud and honored.

The state of swordsmanship represented by the Excalibur puppet is like a legend in today’s martial arts. Xu Cheng swallowed his saliva, tried his best to calm down, and at the same time averted his eyes. Stop looking at that funny puppet, so as not to attract Master’s attention.

In the middle of the night, the rain gradually thinned out. Shang Jiuming didn’t want to cause trouble, so he urged his daughter and disciples to get up and left the ruined temple overnight.

After half a cup of tea, a figure suddenly appeared at the gate of the temple, handsome and pleasing, with a lazy demeanor, as if Xu Cheng had left and returned.

He hid in a secret place with the excuse of diarrhea, and then hurried back, fearing that the Excalibur Puppet would disappear.

Raising his head, the puppet with a funny smile was still lying quietly on the beam. Xu Cheng exhaled suddenly, bursting with ecstasy, tiptoed, jumped up like a swallow, and copied the puppet in his hand.

He had just landed, and before he had time to look at the puppet, his eyes blurred, and a lavender palm came towards him, snatching the puppet away.

“Master” Xu Cheng blurted out, terrified.

Master Shang Jiuming actually hangs behind him

Shang Jiuming was overjoyed, and let out a hey: “There was something strange before, and I had inexplicable diarrhea halfway through. I have been raising you as a teacher for nearly twenty years, how can I not have any associations?”

The Excalibur Puppet, it is really the Excalibur Puppet, never thought that the Excalibur Puppet is still here

As far as he could see, it was a palm-sized puppet with a long body and a funny smile. There were holes in it, corresponding to different acupoints on the human body. Guided by sword marks, it showed the corresponding true energy flow, butThe most conspicuous thing is the fourteen characters painted and carved:

“Tomorrow at noon, on the peak of the setting sun, we will meet friends with a sword, is it possible?”

Every character is simple and ordinary, revealing a bit of vigor, which makes people subconsciously notice the most basic and common strokes such as horizontal, flat and vertical, etc., to see the appropriate strength of the swordsman, and to raise the line of sight and collect all fourteen strokes. After one word, every stroke and every stroke came alive, like pieces on a chessboard connecting into a dragon, and the stars in the night sky forming a galaxy, forming a deadly game with a majestic momentum, rushing to Xiaohan.

Shang Jiuming suddenly felt that he was in a desperate situation, as if a long sword stabbed him in an unavoidable posture, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his right hand trembled slightly.

Good swordsmanship, good layout Shang Jiuming almost lost his voice when he came back to his senses, he felt that all the difficulties and limitations of sword practice in the past disappeared, and it turned out that he should use the sword in this way, and he could use the sword in this way

This is the Sword Emperor’s “Suppressing Evil Sword Technique”. Shang Jiuming thoughtfully turned the puppet to the back, and the torso under the jet-black hair was engraved with sixteen small characters:

“The kindness of pointing, dare not or forget, start with the sword book, discuss the Tao together.”

Seeing these sixteen characters, Shang Jiuming’s mind suddenly exploded, and he felt that every stroke and every stroke turned into a slash of sword light, or ethereal like fragrance in the wind, or swift like lightning and thunder, or Rough and unsophisticated, or clever and delicate, or as heavy as a mountain, or as light as a net, each with its own posture, complex and orderly, contained in the sky, converging in the roundness, just like a natural trend, acquired by a skillful hand by chance, the beauty and subtlety are hard to describe Hard to say.

Dao Dao Jian Guang added to his body, and cold sweat fell like rain. If he really faced this kind of swordsmanship, Shang Jiuming felt that he had died nine times, but now he was touched. All the swordsmanship he had practiced in the past showed every move In my mind, each develops mysteries that I have never experienced before, and I am close to a mastery.

Hearing the master’s words, Xu Cheng broke out in a cold sweat, almost lost his wits, and hurriedly said: “Master, this disciple was deceived by lard for a while, and I didn’t intend to deceive you. I will willingly accept whatever punishment you want.”

Shang Jiuming took a deep look at him: “It’s the father’s fault if the son doesn’t teach, and your parents are dead, and the teacher is the father, so it’s because the teacher didn’t teach you well, and the Excalibur Puppet must be exclusive to enjoy. Could it be that the teacher will not teach you after getting it?”

“One year after returning to the mountain, this matter must not be leaked.”

Xu Cheng was ashamed and said, “The disciple will obey the master’s order.”

Looking at his figure with his head bowed, Shang Jiuming’s eyes flickered, both ferocious and loving. After several struggles, he finally did not draw his sword.

One is to kill the disciple here, and everyone will suspect that they have encountered adventures. After all, the two have been raised for so many years and have deep feelings, so they really can’t do it.

Meng Qi’s spiritual consciousness was trapped in the puppet of the Excalibur, and he knew the outside world with a little induction. At this time, thoughts emerged, thinking about what he should do.

Although I have left a legend in this world, it is still very different from the mark. How to turn the legend into a mark is still unclear, so I have to try more, and I can’t just sit and wait to find the right path.

More importantly, my spiritual consciousness is slowly being assimilated by the puppet. If I don’t break the connection and choose to return, I may get lost here, so the matter is urgent and I must try it out as soon as possible.

First of all, the master of the sword puppet has to major in his own swordsmanship to strengthen his own brand

Shang Jiuming lived alone in a room, focusing on the magic sword puppet in his palm.

For him, the choice of which set of swordsmanship to major in does not need to be considered. The sword emperor left behind the “Suppressing Evil Swordsmanship” the true energy flow method, both internal and external, which can be used to improve the realm, and the shocking swordsmanship Just a set of swordsmanship.

After pondering carefully for a while, Shang Jiuming placed the Excalibur puppet on the previous plan table, and tried to practice while comprehending it.

When he closed his eyes to drain his blood, the puppet with a funny smile suddenly swayed, turned over with difficulty, and showed people with a shocking sword technique from the back.

After a while, Shang Jiuming opened his eyes: “Hey, why is the back facing up?”

I am clearly comprehending the positive legacy of the Sword Emperor

His eyes lingered on the sixteen characters symbolizing the God-shocking Sword Art for a while, Shang Jiuming turned the puppet over again and continued with the previous homework.

A quarter of an hour later, he frowned, his eyes full of doubts:

“Why is it the backside again?”

This is the first time I can’t keep making the same mistakes

The doors and windows are closed and there is no strong wind. Could it be that the puppet will turn over by itself?

Shang Jiuming subconsciously closed his eyes, pretending to be spinning around the sky, and then opened them suddenly after a pause, but the Excalibur Puppet was all right upside down without turning over.

I was so addicted before that I had hallucinations, thinking that I didn’t flip the Excalibur puppet

Shang Jiuming closed his eyes in doubt. This time he really started to practice. After a while, he realized something and opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, his pupils contracted violently, because the Excalibur puppet turned over again, with its back facing up, letting itself be intoxicated by the sixteen-character startling sword technique, and couldn’t help stretching out its hand to gesture.

Meng Qi lay quietly and smiled secretly, there is no way to deceive me

Shang Jiuming’s eyes gradually became dignified, and he said to himself: “Every time the sword puppet is born, it is accompanied by snatching, killing and blood. Could it be that it is infected with obsession and hostility, which makes it a bit weird?”

Inexplicably feeling more gloomy, Shang Jiuming couldn’t calm down, and murmured: “It’s just soaking in water for a while.”Soak dung water, use dirty things to drive away evil spirits, or use incense to dissolve.”

Shisui Meng Qi was stunned, and planned to change the method.

After that, Shang Jiuming never encountered the inexplicable backside of the Excalibur puppet.

In the dead of night, he took a long breath and was in a dream.

In a blur, a white-clothed figure appeared in front of his eyes, standing proudly on the bridge, holding a sword in one hand, with his back turned to him, which immediately attracted all eyes and made him forget about other things, as if he was the master of this world. to be continued

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