Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

During this month, he has practiced hard to improve his swordsmanship again, and completely integrated the insights he gained from Dugu Xiaqing into it.

His swordsmanship has improved greatly.

In particular, the combination of spirit and swordsmanship can be said to be truly the unity of man and sword, and can be controlled freely.

It is still a sword, but the sword at this time is completely different from the previous sword. The spirit gives it a trace of soul and a trace of life.

It seems that what he is holding is not a dead object, but a living thing, a horse, a snow mountain eagle.

It will correct some subtle movements by itself.

"Look at the sword!" Dugu Xiaqing suddenly swung a sword.

A clear light poured over and instantly enveloped Fakong.

The bright sword in Fakong's hand suddenly jumped up and pecked like a white crane.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the clear light disappeared, and Dugu Xiaqing's long sword appeared.

The long sword in Fakong's hand looks like a tiger, and like a goshawk, but in fact it is more like a cat, and the long sword opposite is like a mouse.

The cat will never allow the mouse to make trouble. If it sees the mouse making trouble or approaching, it will slap it back with a slap.

"Ding..."

"Ding..."

"Ding..."

"Ding..."

Groups of clear lights appeared and were dispersed again and again.

Dugu Xiaqing's white face turned red, and her originally clear eyes became brighter and more blazing.

She was inspired to fight and get angry.

I originally thought that my swordsmanship was peerless and rare in the world. Even though the monk Fakong had powerful swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of the Vajra Temple did not seem to be very famous.

My cultivation was not as good as his, so I should have an advantage in swordsmanship. By using swordsmanship to erase the disadvantage of cultivation, I should be able to be evenly matched.

As a result, every sword was interrupted.

He seemed to be able to see through the changes in my swordsmanship, and hit me when the sword style was about to change, like hitting a snake at the weakest point.

Through the power contained in the sword, I knew that he had lowered his cultivation to the same level as me.

This was purely based on swordsmanship to compete with me. Could I still lose?

That's too embarrassing.

The Dugu family is a family of swordsmen, and their swordsmanship is famous all over the world. Do you want to embarrass the Dugu family?

Fakong smiled and said, "My swordsmanship is not passed down by my temple. I had a chance encounter and integrated the essence of hundreds of schools, and even the essence of your swordsmanship."

"Come again!" Dugu Xiaqing pursed her lips and uttered two words from her teeth.

Li Er grinned, thinking that Fakong was too much.

At least you should wait until the other person's swordsmanship is fully displayed before interrupting. It is really suffocating to interrupt like this.

Dugu Xiaqing has an ordinary appearance. If it weren't for the sword dance, if it weren't for this elegant temperament, she would not attract attention.

At this time, her eyes were shining, staring at Fakong seriously and stubbornly, and the clear long sword turned into a ball of light again, one ball, two balls, three balls... a total of nine balls of light enveloped Fakong.

She was excited and eager to fight, pushing her swordsmanship to the extreme, and she had to break through Fakong's defense.

Fakong's long sword leaped up and rushed out, like a cat catching a mouse. No matter how cunning and changeable the mouse was, it would still pounce on it in one fell swoop.

"Ding..." The nine balls of clear light all dispersed.

Dugu Xiaqing retreated suddenly, the sword body trembled, the clear light became brighter and brighter, and finally the sword body could not be seen clearly.

"Be careful!" Dugu Xiaqing shouted solemnly, flashed to the front, and stabbed out with a sword. The surging clear light suddenly converged into one sword.

Fakong swung the sword again.

The two swords stopped two inches apart, blocked by invisible forces, unable to collide or intersect, it was a confrontation between spirits.

Fakong and Dugu Xiaqing's clothes fluttered.

Dugu Xiaqing's hair fluttered.

Li Er flew out of the pavilion like a leaf swept by a strong wind, spun several times in the air, and fell into the lake with a dizzy "bang", splashing water.

When it was in the air, it looked like a leaf, and when it fell into the water, it looked like a stone.

The sword of Fakong trembled slightly, becoming brighter and brighter. The tip of Dugu Xiaqing's sword suddenly transformed into an apricot flower, swallowing the tip of Fakong's sword, and then the tip of the sword had pierced his wrist.

This sword was mysterious and unpredictable, seeming like a real illusion. Fakong was unable to see through it and was succeeded.

He wanted to retreat, but there was an invisible force pulling the sword forward, and he couldn't retreat.

He turned his wrist and let go.

"Buzz!" The sword body rotated at high speed, as if cutting off countless thin lines pulled forward, and at the same time the sword body hit the stabbing sword tip.

"Ding..." Dugu Xiaqing was like being electrocuted, and her movements stabbed. The light on the sword body flickered, flickering.

Fakong stretched out his hand, and the long sword stopped rotating as soon as it fell into his palm, and returned to silence.

He pointed.

The tip of the sword was against Dugu Xiaqing's throat.

Fakong took it back with a single move and smiled, "Thank you."

"Your swordsmanship..." Dugu Xiaqing was thoughtful, her eyes sparkling, staring at Fakong's long sword.

She recalled Fakong's sword moves in her mind, and closed her eyes again.

Fakong returned the sword into his sleeve.

He secretly sighed, no wonder she could be promoted to a grandmaster with swordsmanship, her obsession with swordsmanship overwhelmed everything.

Overwhelmed the desire to win.

What she pursued was the swordsmanship itself, not involving other things, with no distractions, pure and unchanging.

Li Er jumped out of the water, shook his clothes in the air, and with a muffled "bang", water droplets splashed everywhere.

Such a big noise did not interrupt Dugu Xiaqing's thinking, she was still lost in thought, immersed in the swordsmanship.

Li Er floated to Fakong's side, covered in dust.

Only then did he realize that he was far behind Dugu Xiaqing.

He looked at Dugu Xiaqing sadly, pain flashed in his eyes, and shook his head. This was destined to be an unrequited love for him!

Fakong felt his rich thoughts and did not laugh at him.

Although Li Er's cultivation was not enough and he was just a guard with a low status, he was generous and righteous.

He made friends not based on status, but on character and heart.

In his eyes, Li Er was much better than Li Xuanfeng and more worthy of his friendship and help.

"Good swordsmanship..." Dugu Xiaqing murmured, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he looked up at Fakong, and suddenly stabbed with a sword.

The bright sword slipped from Fakong's sleeve and turned into a white rainbow to meet the attack.

This time, it missed.

The cat and mouse were caught in vain.

Dugu Xiaqing's long sword had already stabbed in front of Fakong, forcing Fakong to flick his fingers lightly.

"Ding..." In the clear sound, his fingers faintly flashed with golden light and slightly painful.

His fingers blocked the tip of the sword, and his sword had already stabbed out, forcing Dugu Xiaqing to meet the attack.

His mind had seen a faint red line appear on the index finger of his left hand, as thin as a hair.

Although it was too thin to be seen, it was broken.

This was beyond his expectation.

A grandmaster in the Qi-holding realm, with peerless swordsmanship, could actually break his Vajra Indestructible Divine Art defense!

Dugu Xiaqing's sword just now was a peak stab, which was both wonderful and pure. The spirit energy was transformed into sword energy, and its power was even greater than the spirit energy.

This means that his Vajra Indestructible Divine Art can defend against ordinary grandmasters, but not necessarily against grandmasters in the Qi-holding realm.

He frowned. It seemed that the rain-praying ceremony had to start quickly anyway, and the merits would be obtained to push the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art to a higher level.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

In the clear sound, the sword and the figure could no longer be seen, but only the sound could be heard clearly.

Li Er was dizzy and kept retreating.

He didn't want to retreat, but he couldn't stop the invisible force pushing him, so he could only keep retreating.

From ten meters to twenty, thirty, forty... until more than a hundred meters, if he retreated further, he would be out of the corridor and would fall into the lake again.

He jumped out of the corridor, tapped twice on the lake, circled half a circle, and landed on the pier in the other direction.

In this way, no matter how far he retreated, he would not retreat into the lake, but retreat along the pier to the island.

Four pretty little maids were watching the battle in a small pavilion by the lake on the island, pointing and admiring.

After a while, more than a dozen men and women came to the pier to watch.

After a while, dozens of men and women came over and crowded the pier.

Li Er was pushed back by an invisible force and squeezed into them.

"Who is this person? How can he be on par with Sister Qing?"

"I haven't seen him. He looks young. Which family is he from?"

"This sword technique is so powerful. Could it be from the Yaotian Sword Sect?"

"This is not the sword technique of the Yaotian Sword Sect. At that time, a master from the Yaotian Sword Sect came to ask Sister Qing for advice. I recognize it."

"Such a sword technique can be counted in all the sects in the world, right?"

As they discussed, their eyes fell on Li Er.

Li Er stared at the two people fighting fiercely. Even though he was dizzy, he didn't move his eyes away. This was a rare opportunity.

He heard their discussion, but secretly complained.

Could it be that this person is the Fakong Divine Monk of Daqian?

Is it a mess for a master from Daqian to come and challenge?

Originally, it was just a discussion and exchange, but it turned into a battle of victory and defeat.

So he closed his mouth tightly, said nothing, pretended not to hear, and concentrated on the sword technique.

"Chichi!" The two stabbed each other's shoulders at the same time and took a step back.

Fakong returned the sword to his sleeve. His shoulder hurt slightly, but he was not injured: "Let's go here first. Let me go back and think about it."

"Okay." Dugu Xiaqing smiled happily.

Her shoulder was only torn by her clothes, not her skin.

Since she had mastered the swordsmanship and stepped into the Grandmaster, this was the first time she had used the swordsmanship so thoroughly.

And her swordsmanship had improved greatly during this exchange.

This feeling was too wonderful.

Fakong also felt that he benefited a lot. His swordsmanship had improved greatly. Compared with thinking alone in the Wheel of Time Tower, exchanging with Dugu Xiaqing was far better.

Moreover, Dugu Xiaqing had an outstanding talent for swordsmanship. During the exchange, she was improving every moment and absorbing the essence of her own swordsmanship.

And he was the same.

The two were evenly matched in swordsmanship, and it was hard to tell who was better.

"Then I will take my leave first and come back another day."

"Okay, then I won't see you off."

She waved her hand, and the pleasure boat floated over.

Fakong and Li Er jumped onto the pleasure boat, and as everyone watched, they disappeared into the lake and sky under the bright moon.

"Sister Qing, who is this person?"

"Yes, yes, yes, who is he?"

"You don't need to know who he is, just know that he is good at swordsmanship. It's time to go to bed!"

Her clear eyes flashed, and everyone dispersed immediately, suppressing their curiosity and talking.

Dugu Xiaqing ignored their discussions, stood in the pavilion on the island, closed her eyes and began to replay the previous scene, every move and every style was clearly visible.

Fakong has the ability to remember everything he has seen, and Dugu Xiaqing also has it.