i have a sword fairy

Chapter 653 The Inscription of the Humble Room and the Carp Entering the Abyss (4000 words)
"So, you really don't plan to look for Zhu Yourong anymore?"

"temporary."

"Yu Huaijin and the others used to be on guard against the two of you before, and I didn't see how you avoided it. How did Mr. Zhao avoid danger this time?"

"Waking you up is not asking you a hundred thousand whys."

Gui Qing smiled and said: "Isn't it impossible to see the great friendship between the two of you again? It's a pity."

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, "Don't press it, or something will happen if you press it again."

The sword spirit who was awakened in the middle of the night retorted: "Our Peach Blossom Sword Master is still afraid of accidents?"

Zhao Rong stopped talking.

He half-covered the chess book beside him, and cut off the wick of the candle lamp with his free hand.

The orange light in front of the desk became brighter again.

He turned his head to look at the bed not far away.

The little Qian'er on the couch was sleeping soundly with a sweet smile on her round face.

The sword spirit in the heart lake seemed to stretch, "How long have you been sleeping this time?"

"Three or two days."

"Tsk tsk, you went back to the academy so soon? I thought you just gave them both a break, and you would be tired for another ten days. I also wanted to rest for a while. Da Li was exhausted from this trip, and almost Can't come back."

Zhao Rong nodded: "Sorry for disappointing you."

Gui glanced outside, "I'm not disappointed, haven't you just finished 'busy'? You've exhausted the little girls."

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, ignored the topic, and reopened the chess record. For this round of big exams, his main focus of review was chess and painting.

He stared at the pages of the book depicting black and white, and Xinhu said silently:
"In the past few days, I have carefully reviewed what happened in Dali."

Gui's tone raised a bit: "Oh?"

Zhao Rong's voice was calm, "Especially what happened in the few days when Jiyue Mountain was enshrined in Zen."

The sword spirit was also quiet for a while, and summed up softly, "There are big ups and downs, a narrow escape, and strange phenomena happen one after another."

Zhao Rong nodded, "The situation in Dali looks simple, but the water inside is more complicated than I imagined. The experience of those few days is the best proof. I was not prepared at all beforehand."

"Do you suspect that someone set up a trap?"

Zhao Rong stared at the page in silence for a while, then shook his head: "This trip down the mountain, I was the one who took the initiative to invite Ying to fight against Meng Zhengjun. It's not really a trick, at most...someone took advantage of the situation and handed a knife to Qin in the dark. Jane killed."

He took out the falling sword bag and put it on the table.

Gui asked thoughtfully, "Apart from the Great Wei Qin Clan and the destroyed Zhongnan Kingdom Qingxu Temple, what other enemies do you have?"

Zhao Rong fiddled with the light and ordinary gray cigarette pouch, which was a treasure, and shook his head, "I haven't found it yet... let's not mention this, I still have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

"It's about the two sets of out-of-boundary exercises you gave me at Jiyue Mountain. Time was tight at that time, and you didn't explain much. I have carefully reviewed the tapes in the past few days, and I have some new doubts and thoughts. I would like to ask for your advice. you."

Sword Spirit's voice returned to a bit lazy, "Speak."

These two sets of exercises were left by the outsider martial artist and the unknown magic dragon that I mentioned before. At the beginning, the two fought and fought, but in the end they all took advantage of the fisherman's profit.

At the foot of Jiyue Mountain and the Underground Palace of the Imperial Mausoleum, Gui let him watch the two terrifying avenues that existed outside the world, and in a strange way of "visualizing", he had a mysterious connection with them tens of thousands of years ago. , Obtained two sets of 'power techniques' that cannot be described in words.Later, I heard that this is the best way of preaching, and golden books, ancient books and scrolls of preaching are too backward.

But right now, these two sets of out-of-boundary exercises with unknown grades do not have any written content in Zhao Rong's mind, there are no luck methods with strange meridians, and there are no secret techniques for fighting.

Some are similar to the inner strength and mentality in the martial arts novels Zhao Rong read in his previous life, which is the most fundamental existence.

Moreover, the only real thing they can manifest is the heart lake where the dragon carp and the evil dragon coexist in the heart chakra of Zhao Rong's eyebrows at this time.

And the one who helps transform them is to raise Jiaoren and assist him in his cultivation.

Sword Spirit said before that this kind of heart lake vision is too fierce, it must end, escort Zhao Rong, and stare all the way.

Zhao Rong was noncommittal about this.

He felt that this Jiaoyuan Heart Lake was somewhat similar to Qingjun's Lianchi Heart Lake, but his was acquired, while the latter was innate. Of course, Qingjun's is safer and more harmonious.

However, who told him to randomly get a waste material template at the beginning of the game? Nowadays, climbing mountains can only seek great profits in the midst of great danger.

Evil dragons are the number one ominous monsters in the heart lake, and ordinary monks would be as if they were facing a formidable enemy when encountering one, so it is due to the courageous people with high skills and profound understanding of the Dao, even the ordinary seventh-level monks in this world It's hard to compare, but it's a disaster and a blessing.

Zhao Rong sighed lightly.

However, not long ago, he had just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, which made him have a strong sense of crisis at this time, and he needed to figure out some situations.

Zhao Rong first asked:

"Do these two sets of exercises have names?"

"No." Gui paused, and glanced at his mouth, "The main reason is that I can't understand the characters in the hometown of that fierce outsider martial artist. There is a long list of Taoist names, written like ordinary characters written backwards. Strange."

Zhao Rong was thoughtful, "Why don't you write one for me?"

Gui was impatient, "How can I remember that ghostly talisman clearly? It's good enough to remind you of these two sets of 'Avenue Landscape' after thousands of years, what else do you want? Anyway, the rumors have been passed on to you, visualize After finishing their avenue landscape is enough, easy to understand, this kind of preaching method is what others can only wish for, why are you still entangled so much?"

Its tone is quite arrogant, "Also, can I correct you a little more, they are actually not two sets of Taoism in a sense, strictly speaking, they are just one set. The reason why those two guys fought at the beginning was because Want to eat each other, this is a natural pair of sworn enemies."

"In the outer starry sky, the 'mortal enemy' is the greatest opportunity... So their avenues are naturally complementary, and their exercises can naturally be harmonious. It's just that this complete set of Taoism has changed. I haven't practiced it before. I’m not sure, but the basic method has already been taught to you, look for things related to dragon descendants around you, and then eat as much as possible.”

Zhao Rong asked: "So, I don't have to keep an eye on Zhengguan's well water?"

"Nonsense, do you really think it's because of the well water? You're eating dragon gas these days."

"That's good, but you don't have to hang yourself on a tree." Zhao Rong muttered.

Gui didn't care what he was thinking, and proudly said: "Isn't it thanks to me? Your physique of a different kind of warrior is close to them, and now with the help of this set of exercises, you can cultivate your physique and strengthen your heart at the same time. Hu'ejiao feeds back its spiritual energy cultivation, killing two birds with one stone."

Zhao Rong suddenly interrupted: "It's not two wins, maybe... it's three wins."

"Three?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, but didn't say anything immediately.

The sword spirit was itchy from being scratched, "Hey, you sour scholar, what are you trying to do?"

Zhao Rong raised his head, "Then this skill... Taoism, in the process of practice, is there a division of realms?" He changed it to a verbal term.

Gui thought about it carefully, and then said, "That outsider martial artist seemed to have cultivated to the sixth stage of this set of Taoism before it was completed. I don't know if it's the end. I can't understand the name, but I have understood the first two realms, and the translation into words you can understand is...the first realm should be called Taizang, and the second realm should be called Huasheng."

Zhao Rong closed the game record, looked at the cover of the dark blue book and murmured: "Tibetan, what is hidden? Metamorphosis, what is born?"

Gui nodded, "This name is weird, it may be a custom from another world."

"So, the stage I'm currently in is Taizang?"

"Yes. Every step in the realm of kung fu is closer to the essential 'Tao', and the effect of auxiliary practice can go up a big step. You have to practice the first two realms before you talk about it. Don't worry about the latter. I'm so entangled in the name. , When you go back to the later stage of cultivation, you can get your own name and comprehend it.”

Gui chuckled, thinking that Zhao Rong's reasoning character is interesting, "There is also the name of this set of Taoism. If you find it inconvenient to call it normally, you can name it yourself."

"Take it yourself?" Di Enxiao, who was named by Zhao Rong, moved a little.

Gui just said it casually, but when he saw that he didn't speak for a long time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Zhao Rong looked at the heart lake, and suddenly took the initiative to say: "If the mountain is not high, there will be a name if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be spirits if there are dragons. This is a humble room, but my virtue...or it should be called 'Shadow Room Ming'. "

The words of inquiry were affirmative.

Gui: "..."

Shabby room... Ming?

what is that?
Sword Spirit used his mind that had lived for tens of thousands of years to think for a long time, but he still didn't understand the connection between the 'humble room inscription' and this set of exercises.

It does know what the inscription is, it is a rhyming style engraved on gold and stone by the world, and it is mostly used to warn itself.

But apart from the specific content of the sentence "there is a dragon, there is a spirit", which seems to have a Taoist rhyme, the only thing it can hear is that someone seems to have praised itself... Forget it, just be happy.

Gui nodded without changing his expression, "Good job, continue next time."

Naming Fei usually has one thing in common, that is, they don't know that they are named Fei, and they are still complacent, and the more they think about it, the more they clap their hands and praise it, it's wonderful.

Zhao Rong took a closer look at the clear heart lake from being poor and white to the coexistence of dragon carps and evil dragons. He felt a little happy and smiled to himself, "The sage said, why is there such a shame?"

"Okay, let's call it this..." Gui couldn't take it anymore, changed the subject, and urged instead: "Zhao Rong, you haven't said what's more about 'three'? There are benefits that this seat missed, so hurry up and talk about it."

Tonight, I finally confirmed that I was practicing the first stage of the "humble room inscription", and I also had some feasible ideas for the follow-up path. Zhao Rong was in a good mood, and he didn't want to tantalize him. Remember that day in the underground palace of the Imperial Mausoleum in Dali, you taught me the second method of dragon carp diving into the abyss and eating dragons by becoming demons?"

Gui lost half of his interest, and said in a waning way: "It turned out to be this, remember, this is the avenue of the magic dragon killed by the warrior. I told you that it should not be used as a last resort. These evil thoughts turned The evil dragon, and the great dragon carp in the lake, maintain the balance of good and evil, try not to break it... and your current physique can't last nine breaths. This can only be used as the last card. What is the 'got'."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then shook his head:

"Yes, not all. In the past few days, I have carefully thought about the state of the nine-breathing period of the day, and I found that since the condition to stimulate the potential of the body is to overdraw or even kill the evil dragon formed by the evil thoughts in the heart, To gain some kind of ultimate power to break the balance."

"Then, can you use a relatively gentle method to 'kill' the remaining 72 evil dragons, by sacrificing evil thoughts, slightly breaking the balance, to obtain a low-intensity potential stimulation, and even in the future? It can be replenished with foreign objects, such as the Zhengguan well water containing dragon energy before, which can replenish the evil dragon and make it last forever, so that it will not swallow this kind of fierce thing all at once like the extreme state of the nine-breathing entry... In this way, can this state of stimulating potential be made more sustainable."

The sword spirit was dazed and confused, "This seat probably understands what you mean, but... how do you use it? What are you going to do to develop this kind of use and maintain a state of stimulating potential for a long time... It's a waste of money, it won't be double cultivation Right? Wouldn’t it be the most beneficial to keep it in use in times of crisis?”

Zhao Rong smiled slightly, "It looks like you don't read much, I'm afraid you don't know what is the most precious thing for a scholar among the schools of thought."

Gui blurted out: "Literary talent, talent, little boy."

"........."

What the hell is the last one?Oh, I already have it, so it's fine.

"...Neither of them." Zhao Rong shook his head speechlessly, "Any literary talent in front of others is based on accumulated study. Scholars, scholars, the most important thing at that time is to study and study!"

"Oh, no wonder, no one has ever dared to urge me to study. This is what ordinary people at the foot of the mountain do. Well, I was careless. I just didn't understand the benefits of this bloody state at the first time. Hiss, It's really good...you continue."

Seeing that Zhao Rong seemed to turn dark when he heard the words, Jian Ling immediately changed the topic and said seriously: "Then what are you going to do?"

Zhao Rong sat at the table, clenched his fist with one hand, and opened it lightly with the other, placing it on the complicated chess book.

He smiled and said, "Let me try."

As the words fell, the purple-clothed sword spirit in the brow chakra saw the blue-green glazed dragon carp that was swaying its tail leisurely on the water surface of the heart lake, suddenly turned over and dived, and rushed towards the pitch-black abyss where 72 large and vicious dragons were raised, just like in the imperial palace. Entering the abyss and transforming demons during a fight to the death in the Mausoleum Palace!

For a while, it was like a soldering iron entering water, and the heart lake boiled.

At the bottom of the lake, 72 pairs of blue eyes slowly opened...a dragon looked up.

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　Thanks to the good brother "Crispy Floating Dust" for the reward of 1500 coins!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)