Martial Cultivator

"Oh my friend……"

The old monk seemed to be feeling a little emotional, "I had many friends a long time ago, but they were always arrogant and thought they could do anything by themselves, so they died soon."

The girl glanced at the old monk, raised her head and said, "My friends are different from your friends. At least they are not so stupid..."

"Well, actually you are not stupid..."

The girl thought for a while and said, "You are just a little afraid of death."

The old monk looked at the girl and said, "Don't be too confident. This matter is very dangerous. It has been like this many times. I don't think you can change anything."

The girl disagreed, "If you haven't tried some things, how can you know that they won't work? Besides... forget it, it's all in vain if I tell you, just stay away." 🄲

The old monk said nothing. In his silence, he really looked like a statue rather than a human being.

"I'm not a great Bodhisattva, I'm just a clay Bodhisattva. It's hard for me to cross the river by myself, let alone bring others with me."

The old monk's face was very gloomy, and he was not very happy to see his old friend. The girl was too lazy to listen to what he said. She just called out a bright light particle on her fingertips with great interest, and then looked at it carefully.

I don't know how long it took, but the girl stood up and said, "Little monk, I have to leave."

The old monk, who could no longer be called young and was even an old monk a long time ago, opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The girl looked at the temple at the foot of the mountain with some disgust, then turned to look at the old monk, and said with a smile, "It's interesting to do something interesting, but it's meaningless to live like this. You don't understand this, and your life is in vain." So many years.”

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It was midsummer in Jianqi Mountain, and the chirping of cicadas was naturally indispensable. Chen Chao was allowed to walk freely in Jianqi Mountain, which naturally attracted the dissatisfaction of many swordsmiths. But fortunately, the Emperor of Liang stood behind Chen Chao, so No matter how dissatisfied you are, you can only hide it in your heart in the end.

Chen Chao was not idle either. While waiting for a reply, he went around the mountains to see the swordsmiths making swords. However, most of these swordsmiths had so-called secrets that were not passed on and did not want outsiders to watch.

Chen Chao was frustrated because of this. In fact, if Mrs. Yang had not told everyone in the mountain not to embarrass Chen Chao, I am afraid Chen Chao would not have just hit a wall.

In the afternoon of this day, Chen Chao walked and walked in the back mountain, and finally returned to the sea of ​​bamboos. He untied his sword out of boredom, and slowly tapped the green bamboos with the scabbard. Listening to the different voices, Chen Chao's state of mind Tranquility, sensing the flow of Qi in the body, Chen Chao deliberately pulled it, and in conjunction with his breathing, white mist appeared as it entered and exited, making the whole body feel comfortable. \u003cb

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Chen Chaoshang is still exploring the white mist obtained from the ruins of the Rongshan Sect and the unknown cultivation method. But the more he explores, the more he feels that it has infinite uses. It is difficult to say whether this set of secret methods is a martial arts cultivation method or a Taoist method, nor is it I know how many levels there are. Anyway, as the realm improves, the white mist in the body gradually grows, which is useful for repairing injuries or attacking.

Chen Chao is now even slowly trying to integrate the white mist with his broken sword, and guide the white mist and Qi to flow together when performing the sword style.

Chen Chao, who was thinking deeply about the white mist, was in a trance. Unknowingly, he walked out of the bamboo sea. A cliff appeared in front of him. On the cliff stood a sword-making stove. In front of the stove, there was a recliner with a tall and burly old man sitting on it. Squinting up there.

Chen Chao came back to his senses and looked at each other from a distance, not getting closer for a while.

"Are you the young warrior who deflated the entire Sword Qi Mountain?"

Before Chen Chao could make a move, the other person had already spoken, his voice was lazy and without any hostility.

Chen Chao strapped on his saber, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Chen Chao, I have met my senior."

The old man stood up, looked at Chen Chao, and said calmly, "There is a peerless martial artist standing behind you. You can be more arrogant."

Chen Chao smiled bitterly, "The peerless martial artist is not a junior, why is he so arrogant?"

The old man laughed loudly, "There's nothing to say whether you are arrogant or not. Is there anyone in Jianqi Mountain who thinks you are not arrogant?"

Chen Chao was startled and suddenly said, "Senior, is your surname Qiu?"

The old man glanced at Chen Chao and said calmly, "It seems that you have met my friend."

Chen Chao told the truth, "I met an old senior at the sword-making shop at the foot of the mountain. The senior said that if you have trouble going up the mountain to make swords, you can try to find someone named Qiu. But before the junior had time, things turned out like this."

The old man waved his hand and said, "I know very well who those guys on the mountain are. Forging swords is said to be the only thing I will do for the rest of my life, but in fact I still can't let go of my reputation. I am not ashamed of people who are just trying to gain fame. But you can’t ask me to help you. I don’t have that skill, and even the mountain master can’t do it, especially me. But you haven’t come down the mountain yet. I guess someone promised you something, oh... It seems like it’s on the mountain. There is also a great uncle who is still alive... You have a lot of face."

Chen Chao still smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty is just amazing."

The old man is facing

Chen Chao waved to Chen Chao to come over. Then he pointed at the sword-making furnace with a smile and asked, "Do you know what kind of sword I am making best now?"

Chen Chao looked at the shining molten iron in the sword-making furnace, closed his eyes slightly, and felt a sense of sword intent. This reminded Chen Chao of the green bamboos he had seen in the bamboo sea, and then said softly "It's like a spring in the mountains, roaring."

The old man glanced at Chen Chao in surprise and said, "Aren't you a pure martial artist?"

Chen Chao also nodded blankly.

The old man asked, "Then how do you know the meaning of this sword?" .🅆.

Chen Chao did not hide it, and said bluntly, "There is a sea of ​​bamboo in Jianqi Mountain. When I hit the green bamboo with the scabbard, I can hear different sounds. Then I can feel it, just like the sword intentions in the world, each has its own merits, and each has its own characteristics." sound."

Hearing this, the old man stretched out his hand and put it on Chen Chao's arm. After a moment, the old man let go of his hand in disappointment, but still couldn't figure it out, "You look like a born sword embryo, but the sword energy in your body doesn't flow through the meridians, so you can't practice it." Sword, what a strange thing, a strange thing!"

Chen Chao originally had no expectations for sword practice, but now that the old man said this, he didn't feel disappointed.

The old man glanced at Chen Chao and said, "Boy, although you can't practice swordsmanship, do you know that with your skills alone, all the swordsmen in the world will be at a loss in front of you?"

"Senior, please elaborate."

Chen Chao suddenly became really curious.

The old man smiled and said, "Relying on your ability to sense the opponent's sword intention, you can take an advantage against the enemy. Later, if your realm improves, you may be able to peel off the cocoons and see through all the sword energy flows of the sword cultivator on the opposite side. Then At this time, the world's sword cultivators are always one step behind you, what do you think it will be like?"

Chen Chao was a little absent-minded. He didn't know why he acted like this after hearing the tapping sound of the green bamboo in the sea of ​​bamboo. But according to what the old man said, as long as he continued to study forward, the world's sword cultivators were almost ready in front of him. There is no longer any advantage in lethality.

The old man murmured, "It's strange that you went up the mountain to forge swords. It's also strange that Mrs. Yang took you to listen to the sea of ​​bamboos and green bamboos. After listening to it, you are now as good as some sword embryos in sensing the sword's intention. It's also strange, the biggest strange thing." Then you kid is actually a martial artist!"

After saying this, the old man was silent for a long time. He finished speaking, but in fact there was still half a sentence left. Before Daliang, there was a peerless martial artist like the Emperor of Daliang, and then there was such a weird young martial artist. For the entire Daliang Dynasty, Let’s face it, what will it be like?

The old man didn't dare to think about it, maybe it wouldn't be possible

How long will it take, it will be a problem that countless monks in the whole world have to face together.

The rise of the Liang Dynasty seems to be traceable?

The old man shook his head and put these things out of his mind, and then said with a smile, "If you are a sword cultivator, no matter your level, I can actually give you a flying sword. Although my flying sword is not as good as the one made by the mountain master." It’s a flying sword, but it’s not bad at all.”

Chen Chao said shamelessly, "Speaking of which, this junior has a friend who is a sword cultivator."

The old man sneered and said, "You mean that academy girl took away nine flying swords a long time ago? What? Do you want a tenth one?"

Chen Chao was a little embarrassed.

The old man thought to himself and said, "I think you are destined. This time the sword is made in the furnace. You can watch from the side. Sword making is actually the process of a sword shaping the spirit. If you can see it thoroughly, you will There are definitely advantages and disadvantages to practicing.”

"Then thank you, senior." Chen Chao handed over the hand, but did not refuse. Being able to observe the sword-making process of a top swordsmith was naturally a great thing, and Chen Chao had no reason to refuse.

But after the old man said this, he lay down again with squinted eyes, not caring about the sword-making furnace at all.

Chen Chao asked curiously, "What are you waiting for, senior?"

The old man smiled and said, "You can also see that I am waiting?"

Chen Chao greeted with a smile.

The old man got straight to the point and said, "When the flying sword is released, most swordsmiths will choose a good time. It is the most critical time for the flying sword to take shape. But I don't wait for that. I am waiting for a chance to make the sword. It is not special, it is the sunrise." ”

"When the sun rises on this cliff, a red sun shines on the cliff. It is the best scenery in the world. When the time comes for me to forge swords in the red sun, I will naturally have a good flying sword."

The old man thought to himself and said softly, "The most difficult thing in the world is actually the word comfort. If the sword is comfortable and the swordsmith is comfortable, then it will be an interesting sword."

Chen Chao was thoughtful.

The old man suddenly said, "How about you make this sword?"

Chen Chao was confused.

The old man murmured, "I don't know why, but I always feel that this flying sword is a little special. If you come to forge the sword, maybe it will be a flying sword that is not weaker than a century-old sword."

Chen Chao thought for a while, nodded and said, "But this junior only has one strength."

The old man smiled and said nothing.

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I recommend a book called "The Return of the Blade" by Lao Kong Xiaobai, and try to keep updating it during the Spring Festival.