Rebirth of Song Qingshu

Chapter 24 Sword training in water

"After the age of forty, you will not be stuck with objects. Plants, trees, bamboos and rocks can be used as swords. From then on, you will practice intensively and gradually reach the point where no sword is better than a sword."

"It has to be said that Dugu Qiubai is an unparalleled genius in the way of swordsmanship. At the age of forty, he realized that no sword is better than a sword. Others may not even be able to use a heavy sword without an edge or a skill without skill in their lifetime.

You must be able to understand it." Even though he knew about the incident of Dugu Qiufei, when Song Qingshu faced it, he still couldn't help but sigh with sincerity, "Master Tai Chi, a genius among geniuses, created a Tai Chi sword that will be passed down through the ages.

It is a pioneer, but compared to Dugu Qiufei, I am afraid that it will feel inferior."

With a little emotion, I recall the time when the sword demon Dugu sought defeat and conquered the world. In order to be defeated, he had to retreat to the mountains, where he lived with the divine eagle every day and made swordsmanship his friend...

After Song Qingshu read the Sword Tomb, he focused his attention on the first sword again. This was the only useful thing in the Sword Tomb now, and it was also the purpose of his visit to the Sword Demon Valley, but...

..

Just when Song Qingshu was in a dilemma, the divine eagle next to him suddenly let out a cry, lowered his head and raised the Qingfeng Sword three times, and placed it in Song Qingshu's hand. Then he let out another cry, and suddenly used the strong wind with his left wing to fly towards him.

It swooped down on the head. In an instant, Song Qingshu felt that he could not breathe. He was startled. The wings of the divine eagle were about a foot away from his head, and then it froze and made two cooing sounds.

"This is..." Song Qingshu was at a loss at first, and suddenly thought of what happened to Yang Guo back then, secretly thinking, is this really like this?

"Brother Diao, are you going to give this sword to me?" Song Qingshu suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked.

The divine eagle cooed twice, as if that was the answer.

Song Qingshu was overjoyed when he saw this, as the saying goes, 'Swords are given to heroes, red powder is given to beauties'... Whoever practices swordsman doesn't want to have a good sword. Although Song Qingshu is not a professional swordsman, he blows hair and breaks hair like cutting iron.

How can a clay sword not be tempted?

Song Qingshu pulled out the three-foot green-edged sword, but saw a green light flash across, and the three-footed green-edged sword emitted a cold light in the sun.

"Thank you so much, Brother Diao!" Song Qingshu thanked him with joy.

Then Song Qingshu wanted to continue playing with the sword, but the divine eagle didn't give him a chance at all. It cooed twice again, tugged at Song Qingshu's clothes, then spread its wings and flew away.

"Hey, wait for me, Brother Diao." Song Qingshu was so anxious that he no longer cared about admiring the sword. He quickly did a sword trick and put the sword away. Then he picked up the ladder and ran down the mountain, chasing the god.

Traces of the eagle.

After walking for several miles, I heard a faint roaring sound that kept coming. The sound got louder and louder as I walked, and it turned out to be a huge sound of water.

"Could it be the waterfall where Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, practices his martial arts?" Song Qingshu thought to himself.

Turning a mountain gorge, the sound of water was deafening, and I saw a waterfall like a big white dragon rushing down between the peaks, rushing into a stream, beating the thunder, and the rapids were abnormal. The water was carrying branches and stones, and it flowed without knowing where to go in the blink of an eye. Look around.

The misty water makes it a wonderful sight.

The divine eagle stretched out its mouth and pulled the skirt of his clothes, walking towards the stream, as if asking him to get down.

"Do you want me to be like Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, who enters the waterfall to practice swordsmanship?" Song Qingshu was puzzled, "But this is not an epee!"

The divine eagle let go of his clothes, made a cooing sound, held its head high and cried loudly, jumped into the stream, and stood firmly in the middle of the stream.

On top of the boulder, with his left wing in front, he knocked back a rock that was washed down by the current. When the rock washed down with the water again, he flapped his wings and hit it back again. After hitting it five or six times, the rock could never flow past it. When the seventh time it rushed down the river, the divine eagle flapped its wings and struck, the rock flew out of the stream and fell on the stone bank. The divine eagle immediately jumped back to Song Qingshu.

Now Song Qingshu finally understood that the Divine Eagle really wanted him to practice his sword in the water like Yang Guo did back then.

"Brother Diao, Daxia Yang and I are different. He uses a heavy sword, while I use a three-foot green-edged sword, which is not suitable for practicing swordsmanship in water." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and thought of Shen Diao's explanation.

It was a pity that the divine eagle ignored him at all. Seeing that Song Qingshu had not entered the water for most of the day, its big wings protruded and brushed against Song Qingshu's buttocks. It stood very close, and Song Qingshu was caught off guard. He fell straight into the stream and hurriedly made a move. The "thousand catties of falling" movement technique landed on the huge rock where the divine sculpture stood. As soon as his feet entered the water, the water of the waterfall rushed him and made him sway left and right, making it difficult to stand firm.

"I didn't expect that I would be put on the shelf." Song Qingshu said with a wry smile on his face, but he also knew that Shen Diao had good intentions, and Song Qingshu was not far from letting down Shen Diao's good intentions.

So he gritted his teeth and encouraged himself secretly, "What the hell, you can't kill anyone, so what are you afraid of?"

He immediately held his breath and tried his best to fight back the tears, but it was beyond his power to reach out his sword and stir up the rocks carried by the flowing water.

In particular, the three-foot Qingfeng Sword is not like the Dark Iron Heavy Sword. The sword body is narrow and relies on endless sharpness.

However, in such a powerful current, even if Song Qingshu mobilized his internal strength, in the end it would just be 'cutting off the water with a knife and making the water flow again'.

After spending a stick of incense, his strength was gradually running out, so he stretched out his sword to prop himself on the stone and jumped to the shore. He barely gasped for breath, and the divine eagle flapped its wings and came towards him again. This time, he was on guard and was not brushed. He jumped into the middle of the stream on his own, thinking: "This Brother Diao is really a strict teacher and friend. He forced me to practice Kung Fu, but he didn't relax at all. Since it has beautiful intentions, don't I have the ambition to make progress? Compared with Yang Guo who lost his arm back then. I am not as good as I am now, and I can still persevere. Am I even inferior to this?"

Then the energy sank down the body, and he stood firmly. After a while, he gradually realized the method of concentrating energy and exerting force.

Song Qingshu thought: "Although the three-foot green-edge sword is very different from the black iron epee, you can still use the water flow to practice swordsmanship."

The so-called "blocking is worse than sparing", since the three times Qingfeng Sword cannot directly hit the flowing water like the Dark Iron Heavy Sword, it can still find flaws.

This is just like intercepting and interpreting. The Xuantie heavy sword is like intercepting, it is to cut off the flowing water, use force to break the cleverness, and make the Tianhe roll back. The three times Qingfeng sword is like interpreting, it is to use To explain flowing water, follow the example of heaven and earth, and Tao follow nature.

After understanding the truth, Song Qingshu couldn't help but roar. His body stood motionless in the water like a pillar. His heart gradually became calm, and the sword in his hand naturally unfolded.

At this moment, a green snake loomed in the water. Song Qingshu was startled at first, and then realized that the green snake had no intention of attacking, but he did not dare to take it lightly. He was careful to guard against it.

But the green snake had no time to pay attention to him, and kept swinging its body upstream.

"boom!"

Seeing the green snake's movements, Song Qingshuzhi felt a thunder in his head. The sword in his hand followed the green snake's movements involuntarily.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...an hour, two hours.

Song Qingshu felt that the resistance in the water suddenly became smaller. Song Qingshu felt happy and knew that he had found the right method.

However, not only was his internal energy exhausted, but his physical strength could no longer support it. Song Qingshu knew that he would not be able to practice today. However, he was not in a hurry, so he jumped onto the shore.

He sat quietly by the stream for a moment and regained his strength. He looked around and found that the sacred eagle was no longer by the stream. He didn't know where it was. He didn't care. After all, with the power of the sacred eagle, there was basically no danger to him.

It’s better to meditate first to restore your internal strength.

When Song Qingshu woke up again, his internal strength had recovered, and although his internal strength had not increased, it had become somewhat purer.