The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 505 Sword Dao Perfection
Watch the flying snow with your hands in your sleeves, and lie high for the end of winter.Floating at the end of the matter spring, first I chase after lonely.Take the wind and rain with the pen, quickly write about the hills and valleys in your chest, and refuse to get out of the cage.Laughing out loud about the present and the past, taking advantage of the joy to go west and east.

——Excerpt from Zhang Yuanqian (Song Dynasty) of "Water Melody Getou Sleeve Hands Watching Flying Snow"

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Seeing that Bai Fu had a deep comprehension, Yan Zhenqing struck while the iron was hot and passed on the method of carving stones to Bai Fu.

Yan Zhenqing smiled and said: "Bai Shaoxia, the drafts of your last two days are piled up in the room, please choose a satisfactory word from them, and let's practice how to engrave a stele."

Bai Fu was overjoyed, returned to the study, and picked out one without hesitation.When he came back again, he was holding a copy of Yan Zhenqing's "Poems of General Pei".

Yan Zhenqing held the long scroll in his hand, looked at it for a moment, and praised: "This calligraphy is more imposing than the old man's.

Bai Shaoxia is worthy of being a master of martial arts, and he has fought bloody battles in the battlefield full of guns and arrows.This calligraphy is powerful, majestic and majestic, and it must be a general who has commanded thousands of troops and horses! "

Yan Zhenqing picked up tools such as axes, chisels, carving knives, chisels, mounds, etc., straightened his face, fisted and straightened his wrists, and pointed to the air in his palms, and passed on the method of carving stones to Bai Fu.

Yan Zhenqing said: "When carving, in terms of depth, the center and other heavy strokes will be deeper, and the deepest place is where the bones of the handwriting are, that is, the middle of the 'double hook' lines.

Fat is blunt, thin is blatant, don't make it hurt to be weak, and don't need to be angry.Don't make the head light and the tail heavy, and don't make the left short and the right long..."

How to cut in this knife, how to chisel out with that chisel... Yan Zhenqing demonstrated one by one with his mind and eyes, and his muscles and bones.

After teaching the Dharma, Yan Zhenqing asked Bai Chong to choose a favorite stone.

Bai Fu saw a large granite rock, which was thick and upright, simple and rough, and he liked it quite a bit, so he chose it.

Yan Zhenqing first asked the stonemason to polish the engraved stone, and then asked Bai Fu to outline the double line of the word on the stone surface.

Yan Zhenqing handed the chisel and chisel to Bai Fu, and said, "Young Xia Bai, it's up to you next. You need to be calm and considerate when engraving characters, and you must be firm with the knife. One chisel is one knife. Only in this way can the engraved characters be agile. Qi, the sharp edge of Shencai can jump off the stone."

Zifu holds a chisel in his left hand and a hammer in his right.As soon as I cut it down, I only felt that the knife head was rough and obscure, and the smooth and sharp strokes on the paper could not be displayed. Only then did I know how difficult it is to carve characters on the stone.

E Zhenqing saw it, stepped forward to guide, and said: "Forget about the brushwork and strokes, and move your mind freely. The intention is in front of the pen, and the writing is thinking about the back. Only when you understand your mind can you see your nature!"

Bai Fu nodded, calmed down, and no longer pursued Wang Xizhi's "Yongzi Bafa" and Ouyang Xun's "Bajue" and other rules of calligraphy.

In the situation of forgetting these rules, Bai Fu grasped the knife and thought of life, Lin Chi Zhiyi, and Zhang Xu's "twelve strokes" spontaneously emerged.

Bai Fu's thinking gradually became clearer, and he gradually became proficient in using chisels.With one knife, no hesitation, cutting stones is like cutting tofu.The stone chips on the stele shattered one after another, and the depth of the depression made the writing on the stele sharper.

The inscriptions on Bai Fu's stele are like beams horizontally, pillars vertically, pointing like hammering, picking like Wu hook, throwing like an axe, and pressing like a knife.

Bai Fu united his mind and mind, and the more he carved, the smoother he went.

After that, point like a falling stone from a peak, hook like the first moon in the sky, stand up like a withered vine for a long time, fold like a crossbow of ten thousand weights, cast aside like a sharp sword and cut off the horns of a rhinoceros, hook like a strong pine and fold upside down Hanging stone cliff.

The entire inscription is like a swordsman and swordsman, wielding a sword, gun, sword and halberd, attacking and defending, moving and dodging.

When Bai Fu was in Lihentian, he used to replay the moves he had fought with others for more than ten years one by one.This time the engraving of the stele, these fighting movements are reproduced one by one.

At the moment when man and god meet, the bloody scene of the bloody battle in Suiyang emerges before our eyes.Bai Fu's blood was throbbing, and his killing heart was revived again, and he chiseled out one knife at a time through the chisel.

The murderous aura is like a shadow, penetrating the stone tablet.These inscriptions are powerful, swords are drawn, and beards are stretched, as if every knife is slashing on the enemy's body, causing his bones to break and his flesh to fly.

Bai Fu became murderous, like Xing Tian wielding a double axe, turning the stele into a field of Shura—hundreds of dead bodies, bleeding for thousands of miles.

Bai Fu suddenly let out a loud roar, and stabbed suddenly with the carving knife in his hand, piercing through the granite tablet which was more than a foot thick.

After his emotions calmed down, Bai Fu chiseled and carved with a chisel, and entered the realm of Taoism and nature.When the seal cutting is like a winding mountain stream, sometimes it is like a shoal on a river bed. The long river flows slowly eastward with the setting sun.

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After the carving was finished, looking back at the stele, Bai Fu was covered in cold sweat.

The handwriting on the stele is crazy and unruly, full of killing spirit, just like Wu Daozi's "Hell Transformation", the transformation is gloomy, making the viewer's armpit hairs stand up and shudder, as if falling into the devil's way.

Yan Zhenqing stepped forward, patted Bai Fu on the shoulder, and sighed: "Young Xia Bai, from the words, you are full of grievances, grievances, hatred, and hostility."The trauma of the heart caused by the war has become a chronic illness.If things go on like this, I am afraid it will be detrimental to the body and mind.

The old man suggested that Shaoxia Bai not only regards calligraphy as a kind of elegant interest, but also as a kind of homework for self-cultivation, and practice calligraphy continuously every day.

If you are on the battlefield and have no paper and pen at hand, you can use a carving knife to carve jade.Only in this way can the hostility be gradually dissipated and the ailment dissipated..."

While the two were talking, a ray of the setting sun shone across the stone tablet.

The inscriptions carved by Bai Fu seem to be cast in gold, and the fluidity of the strokes is immediately highlighted.Under the sunlight, the handwriting flows like golden juice, full of magic.

"General Pei!

The great monarch ruled Liuhe, and the fierce general Qing Jiugai.

War horses are like dragons and tigers, how strong is Tengling. "

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When Bai Fu saw that the words were like faces, he felt a sudden sensation.

Up and down in the four directions is called the universe, from ancient times to the present it is called the universe.

Time seems to be stagnant, Bai Fu is in the universe, and he is integrated with the heaven, earth, time and space.

Bai Fu suddenly remembered the famous line in "The Preface to the Spring Festival Banquet of Peach and Li Garden" by the exiled immortal Li Bai: "Heaven and earth are the rebels of all things.

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That night, the night was as cool as water, and the moonlight shone like silver frost.

White and green shirts and thin clothes, I can't sleep at night.

Master Yan said that a person who is specialized in one skill and has undivided ambitions can extract the Taoism he pursues from all things in the world.As the saying goes, where there is sincerity, gold and stone are opened.

After practicing calligraphy for several days, Bai Fu realized many sword principles of straight thrust, counter strike, flat cut, and pick split.

At this time, Bai Fufang realized that he was really invincible by using the sword to carry the knife.Why should there be a front on a sword?Where is the meaning of the sword and the nature of the sword, why should we distinguish between swords and swords? All plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be swords.

Sword Master Pei Min's swordsmanship excels in sword moves, as graceful as a frightened bird, graceful as a swimming dragon.It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind.

The highest state of the Juggernaut's Nine Forms is nothing visible but hidden, nothing obvious but subtle, no moves to win but moves to have.

Sword Demon Dugusu's swordsmanship lies in the momentum of the sword, and the victory lies in the intent of the sword.Ping Yi closes the wind, and the quiet waves behind the river.The six dragons have their heads together, the descendants of the cloud-carrying car.Whale salamanders jump to clamp their hubs, and waterfowl fly to defend.

The highest state of the sword demon black iron thick back knife, black iron has no front, great skill does not work, one force can drop ten times, one skill can break a thousand catties.

Under Yan Zhenqing's careful guidance and persuasive guidance, Bai Fu realized the nature of the sword from the calligraphy of Wang Xizhi, Zhang Xu, Yan Zhenqing and other great masters!
Wang Xizhi's "Orchid Pavilion Preface", "Quick Snow and Sunny Post", "Flying White Post", "Sang Luan Post", Zhang Xu's "Huang Fu Post", "Long-lost Book Post", "Ping An Post", "Wine Boat Post" , Yan Zhenqing's "Duobao Pagoda Induction Monument", "Magu Fairy Altar", "Worship for Nephew", Wu Daozi's "Hell Change", "Vimo Change" and other masterpieces that have shocked the past and the present are all in joy and anger When the sorrow and joy reach the extreme, vent and release to the fullest.At the peak of this emotion, the primordial spirit comes out of the body and has a glimpse of the way of heaven.

All kinds of emotions, such as joy, anger, sorrow, joy, etc., are transformed into elegant, vigorous, poignant, gorgeous and other strokes in the hands of the master, sealing up emotions, making nature self-evident, restraining heaven and earth, freezing time and space, and engraving Taoism!
And as a martial artist, there is often such a moment of catching a glimpse of the way of heaven.Patriarch Bodhidharma created Shaolin martial arts when he faced the wall; Dugusu, the sword demon, realized the peerless martial arts "hurricane destroys soul" when he was in a shipwreck.

Bai Fu recalled many breakthrough moments in martial arts in his life, all of which were at the critical moment of life and death, when he was enlightened and had a glimpse of the way of heaven.The stronger the opponent, the stronger you are, your life is hanging by a thread, and you will kill the enemy.

Bai Fu put the Xuantie Thick Back Saber horizontally in front of his knees, stroked the long saber with his hand, understood its reason, mastered its skills, knowing that this is the end of the world's swordsmanship.Even if Dugu Sword Demon is resurrected, the sword skills he can teach are nothing more than this.

In the future, as the inner strength grows, the true qi of Xunkan's two tripods will become more powerful and dignified, and the swords used will become lighter day by day, until they reach the level of senior Dugu, playing bamboo and wood swords is like using black iron knives.

Whether or not the skill can progress from shallow to deep in the future depends entirely on one's own cultivation.As for swordsmanship, it has reached the realm of perfection so far.

Only now did Bai Fu realize Dugu Sword Demon's state of mind on the top of Huashan Mountain: "With this sword technique, who in the world can match him? No wonder Senior Dugu hurt himself and felt lonely, and escaped from the world."

Bai Fu raised his head and looked up at the bright moon, thinking that he had such a chance in his life that he could realize this kind of sword technique.The sword master General Pei, the sword demon senior Dugu has no support, and he can realize the most wonderful state in this sword by himself, and his bravery and wisdom are a hundred times better than his own.

The wind falls and the cinnamon fragrance falls, and the bamboo shadows dance.

Bai Fu thought: "If Junior Sister Li was here, she would be so happy to see that I have comprehended Senior Dugu's swordsmanship to such a level.

Alas, I don't know if I can see this bright moon on the top of Emei? "

Thinking of this, Bai Fu feels sad and lonely.

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　Watch the flying snow with your hands in your sleeves, and lie high for the end of winter.Floating at the end of the matter spring, first I chase after lonely.Take the wind and rain with the pen, quickly write about the hills and valleys in your chest, and refuse to get out of the cage.Laughing out loud about the present and the past, taking advantage of the joy to go west and east.

　　A wine, know where, meet again.The slave stars tie willows, and send five poor families together with the king.It's good that the orange seals thousands of households, and the building is hundreds of feet high, and there are Yuanlong in the lake and sea.The eyes are on the back of the bull, and the ears of the horse are shooting east wind.

　　——"Water Tune Getou Sleeves Watching Snow" Zhang Yuanqian (Song Dynasty)

　　
　
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