The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 985: Lights of Thousands of Houses [Subscribe*Monthly Tickets]

The duel between Sword Master Lingxu and Sword Master Hanguang also fascinated the divine swordsmen.

Lingxu Sword was obtained by Feng Huzi, a famous sword appraiser from the Chu State. Comments:

"The sword is slender and beautiful, and the whole body is crystal clear and dazzling. It is impossible to look at it directly. The green leather scabbard is natural and has eighteen Beihai's 'blood and red heart' embedded in it.

Although it is a sharp weapon, it is not bloody at all, and only has a fairy-like air. It is a famous weapon.

Although the sword is a dangerous object, it is even more difficult to use it to carry one's will and illuminate one's heart. The swordsmith must be a hermit who can see through the world and know everything about heaven and earth.

Although it is an ancient relic of the Later Zhou Dynasty and has experienced ups and downs in turbulent times for many years, it would not have found its true owner if it had not encountered a rare genius.

Said: "The empty valley is facing the wind, and the world is soaring into the sky."

It can be said that Lingxu Sword is the sword of choice for Confucian gentlemen.

Not to mention Han Guang, the three swords of Kong Zhou are Xiao Lian, Han Guang and Cheng Ying.

There are rumors that the three swords are actually one, and that the three swords can only be seen clearly under specific conditions.

The previous master of the Hanguang Sword, Wuming, was also recognized as a sword saint by the world. He was even able to force Yan Shuyu of Yushan Academy to only get the title of Southern Sword Saint.

"Junior brother has taken advantage of you. Do you need to change your sword?"

Zhang Liang saluted respectfully and looked at the jadeite hilt in Yan Lu's hand.

People in the world don't quite understand the characteristics of the Hanguang Sword, but as Yan Lu's junior brother, he knows very well that in order for the Hanguang Sword to exert its maximum power, it needs light.

It was now late at night, and the moon was waning. It was pitch dark, and it was almost impossible for the Hanguang to exert its full power.

Without light, the sword might not even be able to show its blade.

Zhang Liang knew very well that he would die tonight, so he wanted to see Yan Lu in a completely victorious state rather than a Yan Lu who was still hiding his weaknesses and in an unhappy state.

Even if he died, he wanted to die honorably under Yan Lu's sword.

What he wanted to know more was who was more secretive, himself or Yan Lu, the two most secretive Confucians.

"No need, just draw your sword, junior brother!" Yan Lu shook his head slightly, signaling Zhang Liang to attack with all his might.

Confucianism advocates that courtesy comes first and sword second.

Ling Xu was graceful and elegant, and because there was only a faint light, the Han Guang could only manifest as a finger-wide light. After all, it was because of the influence of light that the Han Guang was still affected.

"Brother, are you really not going to change your sword?"

After three sword strikes, Zhang Liang still didn't want to win unfairly, so he spoke again.

"Shut up!" Yan Lu swung his sword backhandedly, using his internal force to stimulate the light, allowing the Han Guang Sword to briefly appear in its full glory with the help of the light of his internal force, and then chopped heavily on Ling Xu, knocking the hesitant Zhang Liang away.

Seeing that Han Guang could be fully manifested in the pitch-dark night, Zhang Liang did not hesitate any longer.

His body moves with the sword, Feng Xu riding the wind, free and easy, as if he is dancing, or like an immortal, independent from the world.

This is the sword of Sword Master Lingxu, which is also the embodiment of Confucian swordsmanship, exquisite and elegant!
Similarly, Yan Lu was dressed in Confucian robes, and he could control his internal energy freely. His sword of light appeared and disappeared, and he advanced and retreated in moderation.

"This is Confucianism!" Even the Mohist God was a little envious.

The swordsmanship of the Mohist school is straightforward, similar to that of the military school. It emphasizes the violent aesthetics of fighting violence with violence, and there is no elegance at all.

So it would be a lie to say I wasn't envious when I saw the elegant and refined fight between Yan Lu and Zhang Liang.

After all, elegance never goes out of style!
"From the perspective of cultivation, Master Yan Lu is obviously higher than Zhang Zifang, but his success and failure are both due to Han Guang. Without Han Guang, if Master Yan Lu wants to activate Han Guang, he needs to use his own internal force of Zuowang Heart Method as the light source, which consumes much more than Zhang Zifang!" The God Killer Commander is also a master of the sword master level, so he can accurately see Yan Lu's dilemma. "However, Master Yan Lu is known as the master of draws. He has never won or lost. Apart from the blessing of Han Guang Sword and Zuowang Heart Method, no one knows the true strength of Master Yan Lu."

"So, the outcome of this battle is unpredictable!"

Zhang Liang had thought that Yan Lu was difficult to deal with, but he had not expected that with Han Guang dragging him down, he would still be unable to break through Yan Lu's defense. Yan Lu seemed to still care about him like he used to be a junior brother, constantly feeding him moves, rather than a life-and-death fight.

"Senior brother said that adults should be responsible for their own actions. Zifang can't go back!" Zhang Liang sighed. After all, he couldn't let go of national hatred and family feuds like Yan Lu did.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, brother!"

Yan Lu was now forcibly using the Zuwang mental method to activate the Hanguang Sword. He only performed one sword move, which was derived from the Book of Changes, the upper nine lines of the Qian hexagram: The arrogant dragon will regret.

The arrogant dragon regrets and looks back.

But Zhang Liang had no way back, and Yan Yan was not the King of Wei, so he would not ignore the advice of his subjects.

Even the Mohist God had arranged for him to be killed, which meant that they had never thought of letting him live again.

Therefore, Zhang Liang's sword style was also changing. It was no longer the Confucian swordsmanship, but the military strategist's life-and-death fighting style of exchanging injury for killing.

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"This is abandoning Ling Xu's sword intent!" The God-Slaying Commander shook his head.

Lingxu is a sword for self-cultivation, not a strong and fierce sword like the military strategists. Using such a beautiful sword to chop and cut completely abandons the advantage of the sword.

Yan Lu sighed, he knew Zhang Liang’s choice.

It was very difficult for Confucianists to protect Zhang Liang, but it was not impossible.

If the Confucians really wanted to save Zhang Liang, they could simply ask the chief priest of Yushan Academy and the head of the Yan family for help. Yan Yan would definitely give this face to Yushan Academy and the Yan family.

However, the price that Confucianism has to pay is definitely not low, so the entire Confucianism cannot do this. This means that if Zhang Liang really listened to Yan Lu's advice, then it would be the Yan family, not the entire Confucianism, that would have to pay the price.

Zhang Liang also knew this, so he didn't want to owe Yan Lu anything anymore, nor was he willing to bow his head.

"Look at your feet!" Yan Lu finally put away his sword and retreated.

Zhang Liang and the divine swordsmen also looked towards the ground below Yan Lu.

"civil!"

Zhang Liang stared at the words under his feet in a daze. He knew that Yan Lu was using sword moves to carve words under his feet. He also thought that they might be Confucian teachings such as benevolence and righteousness, or even the world that Emperor Xuanwu and Ying Zheng used to fool the wise men.

The only thing they didn't expect was the word "people", something they talked about every day but never took seriously.

"The Zhou Dynasty lasted for 800 years. The world has suffered for a long time. The princes are fighting and the people are uneasy. However, the princes are a thing of the past. Why should we let the people recall the past troubles?"

"So, I have a sword, watch out!"

Yan Lu held the hilt of the Han Guang sword in front of him. A ball of flickering lights appeared on the hilt, and then one light after another appeared, and finally it turned into thousands of lights that formed the body of the Han Guang sword.

"This sword is called the Lights of Ten Thousand Families!"

Yan Lu turned around and swung his sword down, but there was no murderous intent, no sword energy, and no destructive power.

Everyone who sees this sword feels an inexplicable sense of peace and tranquility in their hearts.

As the sword light fell, Yan Lu's figure slowly walked into the darkness, but a ball of dancing flames illuminated the darkness, attracting tiny fireflies.

(End of this chapter)