Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops in the beginning

Chapter 8 Self-created no-trick swordsmanship
"Junior Brother Chen, please eat something..."

Lu Dayou looked at Chen Guang's thin cheeks and couldn't bear it.

"Okay, thank you Fifth Senior Brother..."

Chen Guang responded mechanically, took a sip of water, ate a mouthful of rice, and then sat back on the cliff again.

The rest of the dishes and game prepared for him remained untouched as usual.

In the past ten or so days, he has changed from the young man who was in high spirits to the look that is now described as withered and dead.

Lu Dayou really can't figure it out, isn't it just a question of practicing swords or Qi first?
Besides, as a disciple, you should obey the teacher's teaching. Even if you have some different thoughts in your heart, you shouldn't make yourself like this.

But when he carefully recalled what this little junior brother had done in the past three years, he suddenly realized that in his mind, he had never seen a scene where the junior junior brother played or had fun.

As long as he sees him, he is either practicing swordsmanship or breathing, like a puppet martial idiot who can only practice martial arts.

This is also the reason why he has never been jealous of this junior brother... That kind of life is too hard, too difficult, he does not know how this junior brother perseveres.

Even if you can survive, in exchange for the entry of martial arts, it is not necessarily a loss or a profit.

Lu Dayou sighed, perhaps it was this kind of person who used the sword with sincerity that was devastated by the fork in the road and the differences in the swordsmanship.

Although he shook his head helplessly on his face, there was an unspeakable reverence in his heart.

This was something that had never happened before in the face of Senior Brother Linghu Chong.

Without further ado, I packed up yesterday's meals and chopsticks and went down the mountain.

When I encountered a cave on the way, I also knew that Siguengya had a cave for erring disciples to shelter from the wind and rain, so I never went in curiously.

……

Chen Guang closed his eyes and watched as a card of [Hunyuan Gong: Run Zhou Tian] slowly appeared on the system interface, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Finally swiped it out, the last internal strength basic card.

Combine the three [Hunyuan Gong: Run Zhou Tian] into [Hunyuan Gong: Learn something].After learning from ten pieces, he synthesized [Hunyuan Gong: Run Ruyi].

Then, put [Hunyuan Gong: Run Ruyi] and the other nine [Huashan Nei Gong: Run Ruyi] together for synthesis.

Because the level of Hunyuan Gong is higher, Huashan internal skills are covered, and finally, [Hunyuan Gong: Outstanding] is obtained.

Chen Guangshuang has arrived.

It's as if Tetris is inserted with a vertical bar, which directly clears half of the screen.

All the low-level internal power cards in the original system interface disappeared, leaving only one outstanding card, which instantly felt refreshed.

After adjusting the breath, I found that the Huashan internal power in the body has been transformed into the true qi of the Hunyuan Gong.

He looked at the nine swords with qi in the system interface again, and secretly said that as long as there is another outstanding swordsmanship, there are ten swords with qi.

At that time, what you have learned will be all in one card.

Chen Guang opened his eyes, straightened his stiff legs, and stood up after a long time.

His eyes were sunken, but his eyes were calm, and he looked back at the mountains and wilderness.

The season has just entered the spring, and I only feel that the greenery is full of beauty.

As for the breeze?
If you don't come out, don't come out, Chen Guang has already figured it out.

In fact, the original writing is very clear. Fengqingyang’s grief is no greater than the death of his heart. He has been away from the world for decades. On that day, it was just Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang fighting for wisdom. Seeing that the people of Huashanmen were bullied by outsiders, they were worried about their lives, and their name was It was also brought up when the two were bickering, and it was only by chance that he appeared on the scene to save people.

I was just being misled by the fanfiction I read in my previous life and the adaptation game I played.

In those games, as long as they worship Huashan, they all come to stare at Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords, as if a cat and a dog come to visit, and the 'reclusive' Feng Qingyang will be entertained and transformed into a warm old man.

Let's give the elderly a few quiet days.

Besides, what if the Dugu Nine Swords are stronger?Is it really the number one swordsmanship in the world?Not to mention the heavens and the worlds, even in Jin Yong's novels, Ah Qing, the Yue female sword in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, is not comparable to Dugu seeking defeat.

And I... have a plug-in.

There are plug-ins, and they are still staring at the last bit of inheritance in the old man's hand, thinking about eating and cleaning up, is it shameful to throw them away?
Thinking about this section, Chen Guang felt relieved, and his depression was swept away, he laughed three times, and walked towards the grotto engraved with the swordsmanship of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Entering the cave, picked up the sword that was thrown into it two weeks ago, wiped the dust from the scabbard, and put it back at his waist.

Only then did he raise his head and finally take a serious look at the Five Mountains Sword Technique in the cave.

Looking at this, Fang knows the subtlety of the martial arts of the predecessors, and every move and every style has wisdom.Every time I try to figure it out, I feel as if I see an article with a gray line of grass and snakes, and I am amazed again and again.

As for those so-called breaking moves, Chen Guang was dismissive at first, but after thinking about it carefully, there are merits, and in the end, he dismissed it.

It seems to be hitting the key points, but in fact, it is really necessary to spread it out. It is inevitable that the posture is weird and the connection is not smooth.

Writing articles is difficult, picking faults is easy, the same reason.

Chen Guang took out his long sword, followed the stone carvings, and made repeated martial moves, moving smoothly with each move, without any stagnation.

This practice is one day.

[Songshan Swordsmanship: Beginners and First Practice], [Hengshan Swordsmanship: Beginners and First Practices], [Taishan Swordsmanship: Beginners and First Practices], [Hengshan Swordsmanship: Beginners and First Practices]...

Comparing the four novice cards with Qi Yujian, each novice card becomes a handy one.

And before he went to the cliff, he still had three low-level cards of [Huashan Swordsmanship: Handy].

In addition to the Xiyi swordsmanship taught by Yue Buqun more than ten days ago... a total of eight swordsmanship types are handy!

Just two more.

He looked at those broken moves again, and reluctantly started to practice.

The postures are awkward, wretched and weird, and the operation is irritating, asking whether the person who created these tricks has a hole in their brains, these tricks are not for people to practice at all, and only under certain conditions have a trace of value.

But in the end, I still got a piece of [Anti-Five Sacred Swordsmanship: Beginners and First Practice].

Do a similar bypass.

Nine [handy] now!

One more, one more!
Chen Guang pretended to be like a madman, and the sword brilliance in his hand circulated. Sometimes it was Huashan swordsmanship, and sometimes it was Songshan swordsmanship, but there were occasional moves in the middle. You can see the traces of broken moves carved by the elders of the demon sect, but they are Some of the original gaps in the swordsmanship were made up.

In the system interface, a new card gradually appeared - [Five Sacred Swordsmanship: Diligent study and hard training]!
Chen Guang practiced again, continued to practice, let out all the depression of the past 20 days, his body was like a ghost, and his sword moves jingled, poked, stabbed, chopped, picked, teased, poked on the air, on the dust, on the stone wall , on the corpse of the elder of the Demon Cult.

Gradually, it was no longer possible to see which peculiarity Chen Guang was using.

The sword move disappeared, and the only thing left was the arbitrary composition of the waist, shoulders, elbows, and wrists. Within the spherical range with the sword tip as the edge, move the center of the circle and divide the geometry.

On the system interface, a new card appeared again.

[Swordsmanship: study hard and practice hard]

No more prefixes.

The old man who was standing at the entrance of the cave at some point in time, seeing this scene, couldn't help but widen his cloudy eyes.

"Lonesome...?"

(End of this chapter)