Taiqing Sword

Chapter 1, Tomb Raider Gets Magical Skills
It hurts, my head hurts, Shangguan Jinghong woke up slowly from the severe headache, looked around, he was still in the ancient tomb.

"Why did you faint suddenly? Didn't you just touch the coffin?! By the way, the sword." Shangguan Jinghong struggled and ran to the coffin to take a look, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Great, the sword is still there, the sword It’s still there.” What he didn’t know was that the owner of the coffin was a marvelous man of martial arts when he was alive. , when I opened the museum, I happened to touch the stone bead, and the skill was transferred from the stone bead to my body, and I have gained nearly a hundred years of skill. Already exploded and died.

Shangguan Jinghong wrapped the sword and thought to himself, "Get rich, haha, looking at the structure of this ancient tomb, it is at least 2000 years ago. This sword will definitely sell for a good price!" Just as he was about to walk out of the ancient tomb, suddenly I tripped over something and fell down inside the coffin. I was about to get up, but I saw some words engraved on the wall of the coffin. These 2000-year-old words are a holy book for ordinary people, but for Shangguan, who has been robbing tombs all year round, he is shocked. It is indeed very understanding.

""Taiqing Sword Jue", one sword reflects Wei, it is not enough to be a real martial arts..."Fengyun Eight Illusions", the wind has no direction, and the cloud image is impermanent..." Looking at the words engraved on the coffin wall, paragraphs of words seem to change It became a small sword, constantly evolving swordsmanship moves in his mind.Shangguan Jinghong couldn't help but took out the newly wrapped sword from his bag, followed the sword move in his mind, and began to practice. Suddenly, a figure flashed in the tomb room, with sword aura, and sword marks appeared on the tomb wall. However, Shangguan Jinghong, who was completely unaware of it, completely entered a state of emptiness.

I don't know how many times the rehearsal was done, until there was no part of the tomb wall intact, and then slowly stopped. Shangguan Jinghong also slowly came to his senses. Looking at the sword marks on the tomb wall, he was also startled, "I rely on you!" , what's the situation!?" Looking at himself holding the sword again, "I can't do this." Thinking of this, I practiced the sword formula again, and suddenly there were more scars on the tomb wall that was already scarred. With a sword mark, Shangguan Jinghong himself was taken aback, "This... has become a martial arts master? Is this the legendary sword energy??" Before thinking too much, Shangguan Jinghong hurriedly read the text.I saw the words engraved on the back of Taiqing Sword Jue like this: "This old man has been obsessed with the way of swords all his life and cannot extricate himself. Sadly, the successor has no choice but to engrave the sword formula in the coffin and leave a handle of the Taixuan sword for those who are destined. Anyone who is destined to practice this sword formula and body method should worship me as a teacher and stand in front of my tomb Kneel three times and knock nine times."

"I'm going, isn't it? Could this be the legendary opportunity?" Shangguan Jinghong seemed unable to believe everything he came across. "The dead are the greatest, so kneeling three times and knocking nine times is nothing." Thinking of Shangguan Jinghong, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed.After finishing everything, he re-covered the coffin and got up to leave the ancient tomb.

Walking out of the entrance of the ancient tomb, the sky was already dark, and Shangguan Jinghong walked down the mountain while thinking, "Now that I have learned the Taiqing sword art, should this Taixuan sword be sold or not? Tangled, tangled!" Just thinking about it all the way. , unknowingly walked to the bottom of the mountain, and at the bottom of the mountain, Shangguan Jinghong was shocked again by the scene in front of him.

"What's the situation? When did a village pop up here?" Shangguan Jinghong was about to step forward to find out, when he suddenly felt someone behind him. In the middle of the night, deep in the mountains and old forests, there was an extra village inexplicably, and someone followed behind him. Thinking of this, Shangguan Jinghong suddenly felt terrified, immediately drew out the Taixuan sword and stabbed back, turned around and looked at the firewood on his back, the old man in bunt was frightened by the sword, but the firewood scattered all over the ground, Shangguan Jinghong immediately retracted the sword , apologizing repeatedly

"I'm sorry, uncle, I scared you." He helped the old man pack the firewood while talking.When the old man saw that he was a strangely dressed young man, he also breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, but the old man surprised you."

"What kind of son am I, uncle, do I live in this village?" Shangguan Jinghong pointed to the inexplicable village appearing at the foot of the mountain, and asked the old man.

"Yes, the old man has lived here for generations." After listening to the old man's words, Shangguan Jinghong fell into deep thought, not sure if he was talking to himself or asking the old man.

"Strange, I come here often, why have I never seen this village before?"

After hearing this, the old man said, "Looking at the young master's clothes, it seems that he is not a local. Perhaps the young master has never looked at it carefully. The old man's ancestors lived here, and this village has been around for more than a hundred years."

"More than a hundred years? That...uncle, what is the name of this village, is it Hangzhou City?" Shangguan Jinghong continued to ask.

"The village is called Stone Village. As for Hangzhou City, the old man has never heard of it. This is the boundary of Lin'an." The old man replied.

"Oh, Lin'an, Lin'an is Hangzhou." When Shangguan Jinghong heard this, he felt relieved. "Wait, Lin'an, when are you going to return to Lin'an?" Thinking of this, Shangguan Jinghong's heart tightened again, and he seemed to have no confidence in asking.

"Well, uncle, what year is it now?"

"The second year of Longxing, yes, that's right, the second year of Longxing." The old man thought for a while and replied.

"Long... Long... Xing... Two years." Shangguan Jinghong felt that his brain was not enough. "Traveling... Damn, I've timed. Robbing a tomb, I've timed it."

"My lord? What's wrong with you." The old man looked at the stupid Shangguan Jinghong and asked aloud.

"Ah, no...it's okay, uncle, thank you." After Shangguan Jinghong finished speaking, he turned around and left in a daze.Unknowingly walked deep into the forest.He let out a long sigh.

"Let's take one step at a time." Thinking of this, he opened his backpack casually and looked at the things in the bag.I dug them out one by one, and muttered: "Unexpectedly, I traveled to the Song Dynasty, yes, my Li Ning, I can't wear it anymore. My mobile phone, I can't use it anymore. My RMB, bye bye."

After packing up the backpack, I looked at the things on the floor, threw the useless things aside, put the lighter, compressed biscuits, water, and the Nepalese army knife purchased online, and put them back into the bag.That's all there is to it.

Shangguan Jinghong couldn't fall asleep that night. For me, time travel has both sadness and joy. The joy is that I have just learned the sword art and I can live a hero addiction. How to live.I didn't fall asleep until dawn.

After waking up from this sleep, I felt refreshed, and no longer thought about whether to travel or not. I packed my bags, carried the Taixuan sword on my back, carried Fengyun Bahuan, and floated down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)