Chapter 194: Crooked Ways, Evil Cultivators in the Sword! Where Is My Wudang Immortal Seedling? !

"Do you know who the man with the sword is?"

After coming back to his senses, the short old Taoist asked with concern.

Although I didn't expect that my disciple would get involved, the most important thing right now is the person holding the sword.

This is the key!

"this"

The Wudang disciple who reported the news tried hard to recall.

At that time, he was completely shocked by the news, and he really forgot to ask Senior Brother Zhou Meng, but he vaguely heard a few people talking before, so he said: "The disciple is not sure, it seems that his surname is Li, and there is a white-haired man next to him. Child."

"He also has a long face and big ears. The oldest one looks no more than twenty years old."

As soon as these words came out.

The short old Taoist suddenly thought of someone.

Then, he continued to ask: "Do you know where they are now? Have they left?"

"It should still be at Nanyan Palace."

The Wudang disciple who reported the news replied: "With Senior Brother Zhou Meng watching, they can't run away!"

"Zhou Meng?" The short old Taoist was stunned for a moment. Why is this matter related to another disciple? But with Zhou Meng here, there should be no problem.

After all, this kid is quite stable.

Immediately, he laughed and said: "Indeed, when it comes to our Wudang territory, we can still let him run away!"

"Master."

"Why are you talking like a mountain king?"

Zhou Sheng stood up slowly.

But the next moment.

After meeting the master's gaze, he immediately lowered his head and did not continue speaking.

After all, the eight hundred miles of Wudang Mountain below are really the master's words. I am just a little follower behind me. I just listen to what the king says.

But the short old Taoist had no time to argue with his disciple at this time.

He hurried towards Nanyan Palace.

Xuanmen Immortal Miao, if it enters Trinity, then Trinity Immortal Miao, if it enters my Wudang, it will naturally become my Wudang Immortal Miao!

Patriarch Sanfeng must have thought so too!

At this time, Zhou Sheng followed suit.

Because his younger brother Zhou Meng was involved, he, as the elder brother, naturally wanted to watch the excitement.

At the same time, I met with fellow Daoist Li to see what methods this person who told me in the past only had a "little understanding" of Qimen's art used to break the restriction.

You know, I have tried it myself.

I can't see through it at all.

I just accidentally heard Master mention it once, saying that it might be related to Qimen and changes in things.

At the same time, Wudang Nanyan Palace.

Because the movement of taking out the sword was not big, it could even be said to be unremarkable, so it did not alarm too many people.

And under the guidance of Hong Yin.

Several people soon arrived at an empty courtyard.

Looking up, he saw four young disciples in white robes practicing sword practice.

Different from Tai Chi, Wudang swordsmanship moves like a dragon and is as steady as a mountain when practiced, giving people a sense of freedom and elegance, and the steps coincide with the principles of Bagua.

However, swordsmanship is not considered mainstream among Wudang stunts.

Although there have always been honorific titles such as Shaolin stick and Wudang sword in the world, most Wudang disciples only regard swordsmanship as an extension of their fist strength.

Even if they are not interested in Qimen, many people will choose to continue practicing boxing instead of switching to kendo.

After all, whether it is fist strength or swordsmanship, in the final analysis, one relies on technical practice to temper one's life, but sword training is much more difficult than boxing, and instead of learning this or that, it is better to specialize in one.

Of course, the sword is also more powerful than the fist.

But people who practice.

The pursuit is not about strength.

"Fellow Daoist Li, that's Master Mu. His temper is quite funny."

Hearing Zhou Meng's words beside him, Li Muchuan looked at the tall and thin old man not far away who was wearing a bun and a goatee.

On the other side, I saw an outsider walking into the courtyard.

Uncle Mu cast his gaze, and when he saw that the leader was Hong Yin, he didn't say anything and turned his attention to Li Muxuan, the only one among them who was carrying a sword.

"Yes, this junior seems to be quite particular."

"One sword kills demons, one sword drives out evil spirits."

"That mahogany sword on your back, why does it look familiar?"

Uncle Mu thought to himself, but didn't think much about it. After all, except for his mountain-suppressing peach wood sword that looked like a fire stick, the other appearances were not much different.

At this time.

Li Muxuan stepped forward and bowed with his hands.

"Trinity Sect Li Muxuan has met Senior Mu."

"Are you the fairy seedling who dug the roots?"

Hearing the name, Master Mu's eyes flashed with curiosity. He had heard of the other party's deeds.

He has the appearance of a real person at a young age.

Truly extraordinary.

It can only be said that Trinity Gate got a big deal.

Immediately, he joked and said: "My little friend came to Wudang to dig deep, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Yin, who was about to tell the story about Zhenshan Peach Wood Sword, suddenly stood beside him without even daring to breathe, with a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Senior, you are joking."

Li Muxuan said seriously: "This junior came to Wudang specifically to ask for advice on spiritual practice."

"I hope that senior will not hesitate to teach me."

Hearing this, Uncle Mu showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

This child seems to be pure and lively, and his words and demeanor are elegant and generous. Especially his temperament and appearance are exactly what a sword cultivator needs. He is a good embryo of a sword fairy.

Think of this.

With the idea of ​​supporting the younger generations.

Master Mu immediately agreed.

"Since you are here on a special trip, I can't let you go in vain, so I'll give it a try."

"Thank you, senior."

After Li Muxuan finished speaking, his mind was spinning, and he took off the Baiyun Sword and took it.

A ray of cold light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and then, as the Qi machine was running, a dragon pattern faintly appeared on the slender sword body, and a faint cloud Qi reflected on it.

Seeing this scene, Master Mu's eyes lit up.

Immersed in sword practice for decades.

He could tell at a glance whether a sword was good or not, and the one in front of him was definitely not an ordinary thing.

At the same time, the style seems to be from the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties, but I think it must be an imitation. After all, anything from hundreds of years ago that can be passed down to this day is a treasure.

It’s too late to offer.

How many people are willing to let their dolls be used?

Between thoughts.

Uncle Mu drew out his sword. The sword was long and tough, with sharp edges.

"Although this sword I have is not as good as the one in your hand, it has been nourished by decades of Qi Ji. It has long been connected to the spirit and the mind is in harmony, so it is easy to use."

Just finished.

Hong Yin suddenly trotted to his side.

"Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Hong Yin mustered up his courage and whispered softly: "Uncle, have you ever been defeated?"

"ah?"

Uncle Mu was stunned.

Is there anything wrong with this melon's head? Will I, an old-timer, lose to a teenager?

Even though this kid is a swordsman prodigy, the length of his training is here.

It's not that easy to cross over.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Hong Yin continue to say: "Uncle, please don't underestimate him."

"Just now he slapped Master Ma away with one palm, and later he used Tai Chi to defeat Master Ma. His cultivation is unfathomable, so you'd better be careful."

Although there is nothing to lose.

But as a Wudang disciple, he still decided to remind his elders to relieve his guilt.

"Is that so?"

Master Mu's eyes lit up after hearing this.

As a practitioner, winning or losing does not come first. What is important is the advancement of the sword.

Compared with giving advice, if this Trinity Sect immortal seedling can really beat him in the way of swordsmanship, this will undoubtedly be a good thing. If he can dig out the roots of his Wudang swordsmanship, that will be even more wonderful!

However, self-confidence is an essential quality for sword cultivators.

Immediately, he patted Hong Yin's little head and said calmly: "Don't worry, you will win."

After speaking, he looked at Li Muxuan with extremely sharp eyes.

He didn't look like he was giving guidance to the junior before, and he obviously regarded him as his opponent.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was not far away, saw this scene and his eyes were strange, "This Hong Yin is a little stupid, but he is still a good person. He has thought of everything for Fellow Daoist Li. No wonder he can play with Lu Jin."

Thinking like this.

He lowered his head and glanced at Lu Jin, who was cheering for Li Muchuan.

It’s still fun to be someone else’s junior brother.

Unlike his junior brother, who has so many tricks up his sleeve, it's hard for him to say a word.

"Ah sneeze."

Zhang Huaiyi on the side sneezed for no reason.

at the same time.

When Li Muxuan saw that the other party was serious, it saved him a lot of time.

No nonsense, the reverse state is turned on, and then he actively bullies him forward. Most of his sword moves are basic moves, plus some sword manuals that his uncle had read when he taught the technique.

It's just that Baiyun Temple has never been famous for its swordsmanship. In other words, the swordsmanship emphasizes intention rather than form.

At the same time, it is different from boxing strength.

Li Muxuan really didn't put in any effort in the way of swordsmanship.

The only person he was fighting with was the Japanese swordsman whose weapons he cut off using magnetic field resonance swordsmanship, so his moves seemed a bit mediocre.

And at this time.

There was a crashing sound.

Uncle Mu frowned.

The initial anticipation turned into confusion at this moment. Who did this kid learn his sword skills from?

Some of them looked like Baiyun Guan in terms of numbers, and then there were some mass goods, but they were so proficient in their skills that they were able to defend themselves against all-out attacks.

Think of this.

Uncle Mu was about to ask about the situation.

He saw the opponent suddenly change his tactics.

The one used is the Yunxia Xiancai in Wudang Swordsmanship, followed by the Danfeng Chaoyang, cutting across the mountains and rivers

Each move was the same one he had used just now, with some other sword moves occasionally interspersed in between. The whole set of movements was still a bit crafty at first, but gradually it became smooth and fluid, without being rigidly rigid.

"Is this kid imitating me?"

Seeing this scene, Master Mu's eyes flashed brightly.

Regarding ‘stealing’ Wudang swordsmanship.

He didn't really care.

At the foot of the mountain, you can sign up for a martial arts studio with a dozen or so yuan, and you can take home a full set of Wudang swordsmanship.

After all, Wudang is not only a Taoism, but also a martial arts sect. Even if people don't know how to practice inner alchemy, just learning a few Wudang sword techniques can relax their muscles, activate their blood circulation, and strengthen their bodies.

What he really cared about at this moment.

But Li Muxuan actually remembered it after reading it once and used it directly in the battle.

This swordsmanship talent is simply unheard of!

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"This immortal seedling should be carved by a poor Taoist."

Uncle Mu was a little excited.

This is not an instruction. This is a disciple who fell from the sky. He will promote swordsmanship for him in Wudang in the future!

Immediately, his wrist shook, and his sword moves suddenly changed. He tried to use all the moves to make it easier for the opponent to learn. He even added a lot of his own moves.

the other side.

Li Muxuan's eyes flashed with golden light.

Relying on the blessing of Dharma.

He learns things faster than ordinary people, and he memorizes sword techniques easily.

But Wudang swordsmanship is just like Tai Chi. The moves are just superficial appearance. The focus is on guiding the energy in the body. This is also the great thing about Sanfeng Zhenren.

Use martial arts to enter the Tao.

Combining inner alchemy and martial arts.

Practitioners do not need to be guided deliberately.

As long as you start with the exercises, concentrate your mind, and follow the movements, you can temper your life.

At the same time, Wudang swordsmanship is worthy of being a martial arts stunt. Its essence lies in the combination of speed and slowness, the combination of hardness and softness, and the interplay of virtuality and reality. Although it is different from the Qi movement of Tai Chi Jin, both of them involve careful control of changes.

In one blow, it was as if the sword was missing from the breeze.

Amidst all the changes, there is only sword light but no one.

It’s about Wudang swordsmanship.

That's why.

As time goes on.

Li Muxuan's moves had to be combined with the Qi machine at the beginning, but now they are becoming more and more casual.

It is no longer limited to Wudang swordsmanship.

"This kid is really a swordsman prodigy."

Feeling the other party's progress, Uncle Mu couldn't hide the satisfaction in his eyes, and he felt a sense of accomplishment like a famous teacher meeting a master disciple. It took almost no effort, and Xian Miao had figured it out by himself as long as he demonstrated it a few times.

Although it is said that the sword intention is still not quite ready, it is just a matter of time and effort.

This is what I am thinking about.

He even wanted to thank Zuo Ruotong in person.

Your fairy seedlings are so useful.

When I walk outside in the future, it will be a living sign of my Wudang swordsmanship, which is more convincing than anything else!

However, while he was thinking about it.

His wrist suddenly sank.

"Why is this strength so much heavier for no reason?"

Uncle Mu looked at Li Muxuan in confusion.

He found that the opponent was only using ordinary Wudang swordsmanship, and his aura had not become stronger. However, every time he struck the sword, he would feel the strength getting a little stronger, and at the same time, the sword body was constantly shaking.

However, it will get better after some time.

It's just weird.

It seemed as if the other party deliberately held back his hand.

Think of this.

Uncle Mu asked directly: "Child, what kind of method is this? Why does the strength increase step by step?"

After hearing this, Li Muxuan, who was trying his best to understand the magical effects of the changes in swordsmanship, said calmly: "It makes the seniors laugh. These are some techniques discovered by the juniors."

"Everything has a fixed frequency of oscillation."

"When the frequencies are the same, the force will stay, creating an overlapping effect like a tidal wave."

Because it’s not about winning or losing.

Li Muxuan used this method.

Just to better control the changes in strength, I will hold back my hand during the third and fourth sword strikes.

And he has gained a lot. Now he is much more proficient in the use of resonance and coordination moves than before, and he can switch around at will with ease.

At this time, I heard Li Muxuan's words.

Uncle Mu was thoughtful.

Although he didn't understand what the oscillation frequency meant, he understood the principle of overlapping tides.

Immediately, he asked curiously: "Can it keep overlapping?"

"Yes, but the effects of force are mutual. As the number of collisions between the two sides increases, one side's sword will always be broken first." Li Muxuan nodded.

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Uncle Mu was suddenly speechless.

As a sword cultivator, he felt that this was a crooked way, and could even be said to be an evil sword cultivator!

Although it sounds like the pinnacle of skill, you must know how difficult it is to maintain a sword. Which sword cultivator does not treat his or her sword as the most beloved thing.

The result is yours.

It directly became a competition of sword quality.

Either you break it or I break it.

So evil!

In the future, whoever is a swordsman will not run away when he sees you!

Think of this.

Uncle Mu looked at this embryonic sword immortal who had gone astray, and was about to tell him not to use this method indiscriminately in the future, lest he be ostracized or cast aside by other sword cultivators in the world.

I saw two figures hurriedly coming outside the hospital.

"Where is my Wudang immortal seedling?"