Chapter 870 I want to learn swords
The old man suddenly felt a storm in his heart.
And ink painting still doesn''t know it.
His hands were dirty, and he was still pulling the soil and rocks on the ground, burying the broken sword deep and standing straight so as not to tilt it as soon as the wind blew.
Until, he felt a terrifying aura behind him.
And this breath has become extremely unstable due to emotional fluctuations.
He was shocked suddenly. When he looked back, he saw the long-bearded senior with red eyes. There seemed to be thousands of sword energy in his eyes, whistling by, condensed into a vast and vast sea of ??swords like a vast and empty sword.
The aura around him also carries a sharp murderous aura, which is extremely terrifying.
The dark light spots were clear, and the void was a little unstable, and cracks appeared.
The pupils of ink painting are shocking.
This is his first time facing the terrifying aura of the Dongxu monk.
Only then did he realize how powerful a true high-level monk would be if he did not suppress and put all his strength into his efforts...
The realm is too disparity, and under such a powerful force, he has almost no power to resist.
Fortunately, the old man with long beard has been practicing hard for so many years. At this time, he knows that something is wrong and is trying his best to control his mood.
I don’t know how long it took, all the sword intent was restrained, the cracks in the void were calmed down, and the old man’s expression was like an ancient well again, calm and unwavering.
But he was not calm in his heart.
"Where did you get this broken sword?"
The old man with a long beard had an old and hoarse voice, and even a hint of sadness was felt in his tone.
Ink painting''s heart thrilled.
He immediately realized that this broken sword may have an extraordinary origin.
And that senior Xuan has a strong cultivation and amazing sword intent, and there is probably some unknown origin to this ancestor who has a strong sword.
After thinking about the ink painting for a while, he said carefully:
"I have been to a small fishing village on the banks of Yanshui River outside Qianxuezhou. In the fishing village, there is a hidden, abandoned River God Temple. There is a blood pool in the temple. This broken sword was suppressed at the bottom of the blood pool and corroded by blood."
"Heshen Temple, blood pool..." The old man with long beard frowned slightly, "How could you go there?"
Mo Hua said, "I went to serve as a reward from the sect. There were a few human traffickers who kidnapped two children in the small fishing village. Daotingsi gave a reward. He needed a disciple with good formations. My formation was okay. He just followed them into the River God Temple and caught those human traffickers. He happened to find something in the blood pool. After fishing it out, he found that it was a broken sword..."
Human traffickers, small fishing villages, Daotingsi offers rewards.
These things are all openly, and there are records on the Daotingsi side, you will know once you check it.
And no one knows these things except himself, except himself, that of these things.
The old man pondered for a moment and asked again: "How do you know that the owner of this broken sword is buried in this sword tomb?"
There is no need to hide this ink painting.
"I''ve inquired about the rumors about the small fishing village. Judging from the clothes of the owner of the Broken Sword, I guess he should be the senior of my Taixu Sect."
"I asked the elders in the sect again, but I didn''t find out who the master of the broken sword was. I only knew that he might have learned a very powerful sword technique, and..."
Mo Hua''s tone paused slightly, he quietly looked at the old man in front of him and whispered:
"The sword of the birth is broken, and the foundation is damaged."
"So I think that the master of this broken sword is likely to face an unknown powerful enemy and experience a great battle, and then seriously injured and buried in this sword tomb with other seniors of the Taixu Sect..."
The old man with a long beard looked indifferent and his eyes were lonely.
Then he forced himself to take the initiative and carefully pondered the words of the ink painting. From his intuition, he did not find any inconsistency.
This means that these words are very different from the real cause and effect.
Even if there is concealment, it probably won’t be much.
The old man with long beard turned his head and looked at the ink painting deeply again, especially when he saw his pure temperament and clear eyes, he sighed in his heart.
There are many coincidences in this matter.
But in other words, it may also be a fate.
God sent the child to himself with these coincidences, perhaps thinking that he was alone and lonely, so he sent Xuan''er''s relics to him, the broken sword that he had been cultivating since childhood, accompanied him to practice and grow up.
This may be the mercy of the way of heaven.
God is still kind of caring for me, and I can have a thought during this period before my death.
The old man with long beard sighed slowly.
He looked at the ink painting again and said:
"This broken sword is very important to me. Even if you can bring it to the sword tomb, you must have a chance."
"I am a person with a clear distinction between kindness and grudges. If I have grudges, I will never owe others."
"I will give you a promise to repay your cause and effect. Within morality and law, it will satisfy your wish."
"Tell me, what do you want?"
The old man with a long beard spoke solemnly, as heavy as a thousand gold.
Mo Hua was stunned and shocked.
Although this Taixu Gate Cave Old Ancestor, who is sealed but terrifyingly powerful, will he satisfy his wish?
He didn''t expect that this broken sword would be so precious?
But, what are the requirements?
Ink painting was completely unprepared and caught off guard, and was a little confused.
The old man with a long beard did not urge in ink painting either.
This kind of thing really needs to be thought about.
As a disciple, his wish is nothing more than entering the inner sect, learning inheritance, and teaching. Even if he is allowed to be an elder in the future, it will not be impossible, as long as he cultivates the golden elixir.
Of course, if Mo Hua is really greedy and delusional, and makes the request to be the head of Taixu, the old man will immediately carry his neck and throw him out of the back mountain.
In the mind of Mohua, it is naturally impossible to know nothing about it.
Although this old senior didn''t say what specific restrictions there were for this wish, it was obvious that he could not agree to any wish.
If you don’t have a wink and really speak out, you will definitely not have any good results.
It is necessary to be in line with the identity of a disciple and be positive, but it cannot make this old senior feel dissatisfied. He feels that he has made great efforts and cannot ask for a "big cake". The future will be wonderful but he will not be able to eat it now.
After thinking about the ink painting, he solemnly said:
“Old ancestor, I want to learn swords!”
Dugu’s ancestor frowned slightly.
As a disciple, it is normal to learn swords.
His swordsmanship is a masterpiece of his skills, integrating the strengths of many schools, and is as profound as the sea. Not to mention that he is unprecedented, but looking at the entire Qianxuezhou community, at least there are few people.
only…
Dugu Zu looked at Mo Hua, especially when he saw his weak body, his meager spiritual power, and the sword aura that seemed to have a little, but almost equal to nothing.
"You have had a sword inheritance since you were a child?" asked Dugu Zu.
"No..." Mo Hua said honestly.
His details can''t be hidden even if he wants to.
"Does it have a sword foundation?"
"No."
"Have you ever raised the spiritual sword?"
"No."
"Have you ever devoted yourself to practicing sword energy for more than ten years?"
"No."
"Then...have you ever refined the sword heart?"
Mo Hua still shook her head, "No..."
And now it''s not just gone, he doesn''t even know what "Sword Heart" is...
Dugu’s ancestor was speechless.
Just this...he still wants to learn swords?
The old man was silent for a moment and finally sighed.
Although this child''s dull qualifications are somewhat "difference" to achieve success in swordsmanship, the idea of ??"learning swordsmanship" itself is correct.
The quality of qualifications and talent are not excuses.
If you are willing to work hard and have the spirit of progress and hard study, you should be encouraged.
In the tens of thousands of years of history of the world of cultivation, there is no such example of being unqualified, but relying on acquired efforts to cultivate to become an excellent sword cultivator.
What''s more, there is this opportunity for cause and effect.
He sent him the sword and taught him his own sword skills.
This just happens to be cause and effect.
This child has low cultivation and weak sword skills. Even if he teaches him a little, it will be enough for him to enjoy his whole life.
Dugu''s ancestor pondered for a moment, then glanced at him, probably knowing some Taoist techniques and fighting methods that ink painting are good at, and then said:
"I will teach you the ''Hanxu Piaomiao Sword Art'', the sword and body technique are integrated, and can attack and defend, and can advance and retreat freely."
Mo Hua thought about it and shook her head.
His body skills are already good enough. If he incorporates killer moves into his body skills, it is better to use the small meteorite technique. Then he will learn the sword technique that integrates it with his body skills, which is somewhat redundant.
"Then I tell you that the six-member sword technique of Chongling is the same as the Chongxu Sect. It is specialized in cultivating sword energy. It is a little weaker, but the sword energy is gentle and the burden on the body is also small."
Ink painting or shakes his head.
His sword energy is not bad at all, and it will be useless to practice it if it is practiced.
"Then I will pass on your Taixu Youlong Sword Control Skill. This sword technique is powerful and the foundation building realm is not obvious. I have cultivated the golden elixir and even transformed into the sword. The sword energy is like a dragon. It is one of the core inheritances of my Taixu Sect. It cannot be passed on by my inner sect. Your situation is special, so I can make an exception and pass on you this time."
Taixu Dragon Sword Control Technique...
Ink painting looked shocked.
This name sounds very grand.
But equally, it is difficult to learn at first hearing. It is estimated that not only requires powerful spiritual power, excellent sword weapons, but also extremely profound sword art.
He didn''t have any of these.
Although the sword technique is good, it is obviously not something he can learn.
Ink painting or shakes his head.
The old man with long beard was a little impatient after all, and frowned:
"You don''t learn this, and you don''t learn that. Then tell me, what kind of swordsmanship do you want to learn?"
Ink painting is a little guilty.
He originally thought that the old senior would mention the sword technique so that he would not speak out and would not seem to have "unpredictable intentions".
But now it seems that it should be impossible.
The magical sword technique is listed as a taboo by Taixu Sect, and it is probably not passed on again. The old seniors cannot take the initiative to teach themselves.
The magical sword of Taixu Sect is buried in the sword tomb.
In the sword tomb, there is only this old senior.
This means that in the Taixu Sect, the only one who really knows this sword technique is probably the only one in front of him.
Now that things have come to this point, I can''t be polite.
You must seize the opportunity yourself.
While he was sending the broken sword, the ancestor was still grateful for this gratitude in his heart. It was better to speak loudly and get it right in one step.
Once you are worried about gains and losses and miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you may not have this opportunity again in the future.
"Old ancestor, I want to learn..." Mo Hua''s expression gradually became firm and his eyes gradually became brighter, and he said word by word:
"The true secret of Taixu''s divine thought transforming sword!"
His voice was crisp and loud, floating back and forth between the sword tombs in the quiet night.
The atmosphere was a little dead silent for a while.
The old man with a long beard looked silent and was a little dazed for a moment.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember...
Hundreds of years ago, it seemed that in such a mountain forest, the grandson I loved the most looked at him, with a firm look on his face and said that he wanted to learn the true secret of the Taixu Sect''s divine thoughts and transformed into swords.
I was soft-hearted at that time and had high expectations for him, so I violated the sect ban and secretly taught him.
Then...
I was wrong, I was very wrong.
A hint of helpless bitterness emerged in the old man''s heart.
He forced himself to suppress all the memories and thoughts of the past, and looked at the ink painting with a deep look, with a faint sense of oppression:
"The ban on the Taixu Sect has been issued. Where did you know the name of this sword technique?" Mo Hua felt a little guilty, "I... eavesdropped from the elder..."
"Why do you need to learn this swordsmanship?"
"Because... it sounds amazing..." Mo Hua whispered.
And it''s really amazing.
The old man with long beard was stunned when he heard his somewhat childish answer, and no longer worried about whether the ink painting had ulterior motives.
But he still refused coldly:
"If you want to learn other sword techniques from Taixu Sect, including some sword techniques from Tai''a and Chongxu, I can teach you, but this sword technique is not good, you can''t learn it."
"Is it too dangerous?" Mo Hua asked.
The old man with long beard moved his eyelids slightly, "Do you know everything?"
"Well," Mo Hua nodded, "It is said that this sword technique is mainly engaged in sword intent, and uses spiritual consciousness to fight for the enemy and kill with the soul. Therefore, it has great lethality and great risks. If you are not careful, you may be damaged and it will be difficult to heal."
Even know the soul...
The old man with a long beard stared slightly.
He wanted to check afterwards to see which elder of the Taixu Sect was so slutty and told his disciples everything.
"You know everything, but you still dare to learn?" asked the old man with long beard.
"It is precisely because I know that I want to learn!" Mo Hua said for granted, "Old senior, you should have seen that my spiritual roots are not good, and my innate body is weak, so both blood and spiritual power are much worse than others."
"But the way of heaven is like this, and it is beneficial to have shortcomings. My blood and spiritual power are not good, but there is only the same..."
Mo Hua looked humble and a little conceited, "I have a strong sense of spiritual consciousness!"
"Because of my strong spiritual consciousness, I thought about practicing the magical sword technique!"
The old man with a long beard stared slightly.
Playing one''s strengths and avoiding one''s weaknesses, this makes sense.
However, no matter how strong a foundation-building monk has, how strong can he be...
The old man with long beard didn''t care, let go of his spiritual consciousness, sensed the breath of the spiritual consciousness on Mo Hua''s body, and suddenly his eyes trembled, and he asked slowly after a moment:
"What realm is your spiritual consciousness?"
"The nineteen-patterned pattern is at its peak." Mo Hua said.
In an instant, the old man with long beard thought he had heard it wrong. He frowned and said, "You release your spiritual sense with all your strength."
Mo Hua nodded and did it, without any concealment, letting go of the peak of the nineteen-patterned spiritual consciousness.
The old man with long beard sensed this spiritual sense that was close to the limit of foundation building, and his eyes gradually became sharp.
He didn''t look at it carefully before, but he just vaguely felt that the spiritual consciousness of Mo Hua was a bit special.
But no matter how special he is, he is just a foundation-building disciple.
He is the ancestor Dongxu, with great storms and waves. He has never seen anything in his life.
But this...
The middle stage of foundation building cultivation, the peak spiritual consciousness of the nineteen-patterned pattern?
He has never seen him in his life...
The old man with long beard was a little unbelievable for a moment.
"you…"
Mo Hua revealed his bottom a little, "Old ancestor, I am following the path of spiritual consciousness to prove the truth."
"The divine consciousness proves the truth..."
The old man with long beard looked a little sad when he heard this Taoist path that had been a long time ago and had not been mentioned for a long time.
No wonder...
But he thought for a moment and shook his head, "The sword transformed into a divine mind is a sword technique, which is different from the simple divine consciousness to prove the truth. If you don''t know anything about swords, I still can''t teach you. Even if you teach, you won''t be able to learn it."
Mo Hua immediately said, "I learned it!"
"Have you learned it?" The old man with long beard was stunned.
Mo Hua was about to say that he had learned the sword-making style and the Jingshen Sword, but suddenly remembered that the evil fetus was parasitized on him, and his soul was sealed. The Jingshen Sword could not be used, and the sword-making style could not be displayed outside.
If you can say it well, but you can''t use it, you will definitely be regarded as a liar.
What''s more, my "sword of the divine mind" is learned without passing it on, which is equivalent to "stealing the teacher". I wonder if I would have violated the taboo of this old senior.
Mo Hua said vaguely: "I mean... I can definitely learn it!"
The old man with long beard looked at the ink painting deeply, then shook his head slightly, "This sword technique is not a joke."
"Disciple understand."
"Once there is a fault in the practice, the spiritual consciousness will be damaged at the least, and the sea of ??consciousness will be broken at the worst."
"It doesn''t matter."
"If you fight with others, if you have a slight mistake, your life may be broken or even be polluted by evil spirits..."
“I’m not afraid.”
…
No matter what the old man Ren Changlong beard said, he is determined to paint ink and must learn it.
The old man with a long beard did not blame Mo Hua. On the contrary, he felt a little sad.
Back then, Xuan''er had such a "stubborn" attitude, begging herself to teach him how to turn into a sword, but it was useless to persuade him.
The old man''s heart became a little soft.
Otherwise... let''s teach him?
But this child has a poor foundation in kendo. How can he learn it? Just rely on your spiritual consciousness to understand the sword technique?
As soon as he thought about this, the old man suddenly felt a little shocked enlightenment.
The divine consciousness proves the truth!
Spiritual consciousness!
The true secret of Taixu''s divine thoughts to transform swords includes two ways: one is the way of divine thoughts, and the other is the way of swordsmanship.
Because there are few cultivators who have achieved enlightenment through spiritual consciousness, before Taixu Sect, almost all of them practiced this divine thought sword technique as a pure "sword technique".
This ignores the word "divine thought" in this sword technique.
The devilish thought turns into a sword, which is indeed a cultivation of sword intent, but it should not simply attribute the divine thought to "sword intent".
The scope contained in the word "Sword Intention" is much deeper than "Sword Intention".
How can one practice the magical thoughts and transform the sword without cultivating the divine thoughts?
The old man''s heart trembled.
He understood that the path of Taixu Sect practicing this sword technique was likely to have deviated from the very beginning.
Only cultivate sword intent, not divine thoughts.
They almost mean to "cut off one arm" to practice the true secret of the divine thoughts and transform the sword.
Perhaps... If a monk who has the divine consciousness proves the truth will have another world to cultivate the divine mind and turn into a sword?
The old man couldn''t help looking at the ink painting, and the once silent mood was rekindled.
He wants to pass on this legacy than anyone else.
But this idea was forcibly suppressed by him for hundreds of years.
He just looked at the ink painting silently, and finally sighed.
He knew in his heart that it was undoubtedly a harm to this child who truly taught the sword of divine consciousness.
This sword technique is a double-edged sword.
The more profitable the killing, the more ruthless the killing of yourself.
Over the years, because of this sword technique, all kinds of talented sword geniuses have died.
He doesn''t want to add one more.
Mo Hua seemed to see the old man’s thoughts and said, “Senior, everyone is going to die…”
The old man with a long beard was slightly stunned, not knowing what the sentence "Ink Painting" means.
The ink painting had a bright look and then said:
"You can''t die in the end, so you won''t live."
"Similarly, no matter how dangerous the sword is, it cannot be stopped because of its danger."
"The great way is high, and most monks may not be able to obtain the Tao for the rest of their lives and will die halfway through their journey, but those who truly aspire to become immortals will not give up seeking and do not pursue the great way."
The eyes of the ink painting are transparent and bright, like stars.
The old man with long beard was shocked.
This child...
Where did you come from, this clear "Tao Heart"?
The old man pondered for a moment, his mood gradually calmed down, his eyes were solemn, and he asked slowly:
"May I have your name?"
Mo Hua said respectfully, "Go back to the old man, my name is Mo Hua."
Ink painting…
The old man silently recited it in his heart and nodded:
"Okay, I promise you, and I will teach you to turn into a sword through divine thoughts!"
Mo Hua looked overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Thank you, senior!"
The old man said, "It''s getting late today, so you go back. Every seven days from now on, I will bring you to this sword tomb in the back mountain and learn the true secret of turning swords with me."
"What you can learn depends on your own understanding and fortune."
"But I have something to say first. If one day I find that your sword technique has been wrong, or if you are fierce and wielding the sword at will, or if you use this sword technique to do evil, I will definitely abolish your magical sword technique and expel you from the Taixu Sect."
The ink painting looked solemn, and Zheng said:
"Old senior, I remember it."
The old man with a long beard looked at the ink painting. Seeing that the ink painting had a serious look and a positive attitude, he nodded slightly:
"Okay, I''ll send you out now. After you go out, you must remember that you can''t mention anything here to anyone."
"Remember, it is anyone, including your parents, relatives, brothers, and anyone in the Taixu Sect."
"Yes!" Mo Hua Zheng''s key point.
The old man with long beard stopped talking, and his thin arm tore through the void with a tear out of thin air, then grabbed the ink painting and threw it inside.
Ink paintings were like this, and it was a mess, and I returned to the disciple''s residence in a confused manner.
On the ground, there was still a half-drawn formation left.
And now all kinds of things come to me, it’s like a dream.
Mo Hua pinched his cheeks and it hurt a little. It was obviously not dreaming, and then his eyes couldn''t help but shine.
finally…
You can learn the authentic sword of divine thoughts!
…
At this time, the sword tomb in the back mountain.
After seeing off the ink painting, the old man with long beard still sat in place with his hands, feeling a lot.
He didn''t know whether his decision was right.
But this may be his last chance, and it was also his last attempt in his life...
Take a different path and use the path of enlightenment to cultivate the method of turning the sword through divine consciousness.
There are very few monks who have achieved enlightenment through spiritual consciousness.
And like this, the seedlings of such a despicable spiritual consciousness are only seen in their lives.
If you miss it, it is very likely that you may not be able to meet it in this life, no, even if you live for two more lives.
“Ink painting…”
The old man with long beard silently recited the name again, then took out a piece of bamboo slice, cut it into a bamboo sword, and engraved the word "ink painting" on it.
He was in a heavy mood and inserted the bamboo sword into a sword tomb in front of him.
This sword tomb is quite special, with many bamboo swords inserted on it, and the names of many monks are recorded.
Only he knew these names, and they would be buried in the loess with him and completely annihilated.
The bamboo sword with the word "ink painting" is just an ordinary bamboo sword, and it is at the end.
The old man with long beard is just a routine matter.
But when this bamboo sword is inserted into the sword tomb.
In the forbidden area, the sword energy suddenly became stimulating, and the remaining swords buried in the sword tomb all made a low buzz.
The ancient sword intent seemed to be awakening, turning into wisps of white smoke, rising from the dead tombs of sword tombs, intertwined with each other, and blended into a vast sword cloud.
Dugu’s ancestor’s pupils shook and he forgot to breathe in an instant.
For hundreds of years, Gu Jing Wubo''s heart has a trace of incredible tremor.
Thank you for your rewards for practicing immortality together, Wangshuilunlian, and Pangpangfish~
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