Confucianism in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 34 The Arrival of Cao Qiudao

It's the beginning of winter, and the days of the vernal equinox are still a bit chilly.Although the current girder is expected to be a cold spring, it has gradually warmed up.

In a courtyard next to the water, Shao Nian was dressed in Tsing Yi and stood holding a sword.

The still water flows deep, and all things happen, his figure seems to be integrated with the sky and the earth.Only the sword in his hand showed a different kind of sharpness in the cold morning light.

The sunlight reflected on his still immature body through the shadows of the forest through the window sills, outlining this scene extraordinarily meaningful.

He unleashed his sword, a very simple sword technique.This sword only asks for a quick word!It was so fast that it was impossible to fathom the trajectory of his sword.

After a sword that was so fast to the extreme, it seemed to slow down again, as if it was in a hurry.

This sword looks very simple, but in fact it implies thousands of changes. Every step of his is extremely precise, and every sword hits exactly the same place.

With a shake of his sword, the clear stream in the curved pond was attracted by him, and three thousand weak waters poured out and converged in one place, turning into a galaxy as clear as a stream.

His figure slowly floated up, stepped on the water curtain, and the trickling waves rippling under his feet made his figure more ethereal.

As he exhaled and inhaled, his energy was pulled, and Zhou Tianjian blew bursts, as if responding to his thoughts.

The sword energy that filled Zhou Tian was supposed to be a sword of killing, with the power to cut down the sky and destroy the earth, but there was no sharp murderous intent on him.

On the contrary, he is like the most peaceful existence between heaven and earth, without any trace of harshness.

The highest kindness is like water, and the absence of desires makes you strong, which is probably the case.

With another thought in his mind, the water of supreme goodness turned into a mighty torrent, churning like a sea, rushing straight to Xiaohan, as if it wanted to overturn the nine heavens and ten earths.

With one sword strike, the sky and the earth turn pale.

Thousands of curved waters were all shattered under this sword, turning into blooms, spilled on the ground, and disappeared.

"Zheng"

The long sword returns to its sheath, and the sound of the sword stops.He stood with his sword closed, his eyes still calm, without any waves.

The messy gravel and water traces proved that the sword just now was not a dream.

"Your swordsmanship has improved a lot." A lonely voice suddenly came from a distance.

He could feel that the sword intent in Shao Nian's body was gradually becoming solid, and the feeling of arousing the whole body's energy, the circulation of stars, and being born with thoughts, breaking through the air became more and more clear.

His Zhoutian meridian is not so much a Qi meridian, but a sword meridian, and this sword meridian contains majestic sword energy.

The sword art practiced by his adopted son is very extraordinary, and he took the road of condensing sword intent from the beginning.

Based on one's own inner world, condensing the sword veins, the sword intent is integrated with oneself, breaking the body and making it invisible, drawing the opportunity of the world, and accepting it for one's own use.

"Father!" Hearing this familiar voice, joy welled up in his heart.

On the eaves of the other courtyard, a lonely figure stood with his hands behind his back.White clothes are better than snow, ink hair is flying.

He just stood there, giving people a feeling that the mountains are lofty and unattainable.

The demeanor that dominates the world, the arrogance of Ling Xiaohan, is like a nine-day god coming to the world.

"You have learned a lot during my absence, but you don't need me to teach you your swordsmanship." His voice was still as flat as water, but his tone was a little more gratified.

It was just a simple sentence, but it made Shao Nian happy.

This style of sword was originally a sword passed on to him by Lord Longyang, it was as bright as a meteor from the sky, and as faint as clouds and smoke into rain.

It's just that he never thought that the sword energy filling his inner Zhoutian would be attracted by him, and in harmony with his mind, he would actually enter the mysterious and mysterious "Tao".

"The righteous father is here, do you still have to leave?" Fu Nian asked.

"After I've taught you, there is still something to do." His indifferent voice sounded, as if he had already understood what he was thinking.

"My father is okay..." Fu Nian said with some worry.

"He's fine, you don't have to worry."

When his figure reappeared, he had already come to Fu Nian's side, reaching out to caress the childish forehead in front of him, his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of startling him.

"If he doesn't want me to know about his affairs, I have no way to intervene." His tone remained the same, but his tone was a little more soothing.

Hearing this, Fu Nian felt a little lonely in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

At this time, Cao Qiudao suddenly went out of the other courtyard and said, "Please come in, both of you."

"Cao Zi's demeanor is still the same." Only Wen smiled sweetly, and a beautiful figure came from the corridor, stopped in front of the court, and saluted Cao Qiudao.

She is lined with a simple and elegant crescent white dress, with emerald green soft smoke around her waist, and the pleats of the skirt are like the light of snow and moon pouring down on the ground.

Three thousand blue silks are tied with a jasper hairpin, and a few strands of hair hang down, and the powder is thinly applied.With a frown and a smile, there are thousands of styles.

She was accompanied by a beautiful girl about seven or eight years old.She is wearing a blue skirt, her hair is tied down in a low bun, and a hollowed-out jade pendant is inserted obliquely.The skin is like solidified snow, the teeth are like shellfish, the nose is slightly straight, and it is beautiful and lovely.

Nongyu looked at the swordsman in white, his fierce aura made her feel afraid.

It's just that seeing her brother Nian getting very close to the white-clothed swordsman, she felt relieved, and the girl couldn't help but smile slightly on her face.

"During this time, Nian'er has been taking care of Mr. Xinling and Fairy Ji, and I thank you both for Nian'er." Cao Qiudao cupped his hands, with sincerity in his words.

"Cao Zi's words are serious, he is like my own younger brother, why not thank you." Ji Yanran said with a smile, "Besides, he has helped me and Mr. Xinling a lot during this period of time."

The two chatted very happily, and seemed to have let go of the previous festival.

"Father, Sister Ji, Yu'er." Fu Nian glanced over the three of them, and said, "Everyone might as well get together inside."

Fu Nian made a gesture of invitation, and Ji Yanran entered with Nongyu and Cao Qiudao.

The four of them sat down, Ji Yanran said to Cao Qiu, "I don't know if Cao Zi is here to take brother Nian away."

"It's much better for him to be here than to follow me. I just came here to teach him martial arts. He has almost practiced the foundation-building method I taught him earlier." Cao Qiudao said.

Nongyu panicked when she heard what her master said earlier, but when she saw that he didn't want to take her brother Nian away, her worry turned into joy.

Cao Qiudao took out a simple and simple jade box from his bosom, put it on the table, and did not shy away from Ji Yanran and the two.

"This jade box contains ten thousand years of empty green, which is the secret treasure of the Penglai Immortal Pavilion in the East China Sea. It is transformed by the essence of heaven and earth. It will heal serious injuries and increase power without injury. It can also purify the body and concentrate the mind, remove turbid qi, and replenish the essence. gas."

"Back then, I fought swords with Feng Wuhen, the master of the Penglai Fairy Pavilion in East China Sea, and I got this thing because I defeated him." Cao Qiudao's tone was indifferent, as if he just regarded this thing as an ordinary thing.

Although she had heard about the Penglai Fairy Pavilion in the East China Sea, she had never seen it with her own eyes.

It is rumored that Penglai Xiange is located on Penglai Island in the East China Sea.This sect is inherited from the lineage of the ancient immortal Chi Jingzi, and it is an extremely ancient sect.

"Nian'er, keep your mind and focus, and circulate the true energy in your inner circle." Cao Qiudao said to Fu Nian.

Fu Nian nodded, sat down cross-legged, and circulated the Zhou Tian Zhenmai.

Zhou Tianzhen Qi in his body had previously turned into innate body-breaking invisible sword energy. At this moment, he was aroused by his own essence, and circulated endlessly in his body, the sword blew bursts, and the sword intent soared into the sky.

Cao Qiudao slapped it out with a palm, and the jade box turned into nothingness, revealing a fluid of jasper.

A sword intent that seemed to have substance carried the jade liquid into Fu Nian's mouth, and then flowed into his body along his esophagus.

Suddenly, a gust of icy fresh air rose up from the dantian.This fresh air was like a thread of ice, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost in an instant. Every inch of his skin and every pore seemed to be experiencing a severe winter.

He calmed down and used his sword energy to resist, and the ice line gradually melted.Once melted, all the limbs felt indescribably comfortable and comfortable. Not only did they no longer feel the slightest cold, but they felt like they were floating in warmth, as if they were in a hot spring pool.

At this moment, a strong qi surged out from the dantian, and he felt the zhenqi in his body tumbling and rushing out, like the Yangtze River, flowing out along Ren Du's two veins, and wandering around his circle.

This majestic true energy has not yet been fully released. Inspired by the sword intent in the Zifu, the Xiantian sword energy that filled Zhou Tian's sword veins surged like food, devouring the Xiantian Zhen that was swimming in Zhou Tian's sword veins. gas.

After devouring the true energy contained in the ten-thousand-year-old sky blue, the strands of sword energy filling his Zhoutian sword veins became docile, flowing slowly like a gurgling stream into the meridians around him, constantly nourishing his whole body.

I don't know how long it took, but Fu Nian's whole body was withdrawn, and his eyes suddenly opened.

In an instant, the space one foot in front of him has become a sword world, and the sword energy is surging out like a storm.

Seeing this, Ji Yanran immediately protected Nongyu beside her.It's just that the sword energy has not yet approached him, and a surge of sword intent annihilated the countless sword energy invisibly.Obviously it was created by Cao Qiudao.

In the early years, her master passed on this sword formula to her, and she also said that what her master said when he completed the sword formula was an exaggeration.

Today, when Fu Nian first completed this sword art, she has such power, she couldn't help but be amazed.

(End of this chapter)