Who is fighting

(This is the first time this book has become popular, and it is worth remembering for the first time, the head of Fanle is very powerful! Although the current popularity is fading, Nanchao believes that step by step, step by step, is still the pinnacle!)

Five days passed in a flash, and soon came the important day to set off for Taicheng.

The team was led by three representative elders of the Sword Mansion, and besides the six representative disciples, there were also ten selected elite disciples.

These disciples are considered to be relatively old, and they are all fighters at the strength stage, and their cultivation base is between the first stage.The main purpose of them going with the team is to prepare to enter the secret realm of breaking demons in the future.

This group of people have stayed in the strength stage for quite a long time, and the chance of breaking through the airway is slim.But as veteran warriors, they have rich experience and their strength should not be underestimated.Therefore, he was selected as a reserve member for entering the Demon-Breaking Secret Realm.

On the one hand, they are not afraid of sacrifice; on the other hand, if they encounter adventures in the secret realm of breaking demons, they may break through in one fell swoop and achieve the achievements they dream of.

Among them, Luo Gang is impressively listed, and he is the youngest one.

It's just that after the battle with Liang Qiufeng, the whole person's momentum has been depressed, and he can no longer find the confident and unrestrained smile of the past.

Looking at the six representative disciples standing in front, especially Liang Qiufeng, Luo Gang's heart was pierced like a needle, and the pain of failure lingered like a gangrene.

Originally, that position should be his own...

When everyone was traveling far, the government advocated Xingkong specially held a swearing-in meeting, and called all the disciples to come in the sword performance field, and gave an impassioned speech.

When it came to the end, Zhang Xingkong held up the cup full of wine in his hand, raised it high, and said in a loud voice: "The sword house has survived for thousands of years; the wind and rain are as dark as it is, and the edge of my sword is washed away; the man is with the sword, what is the point?" Fear!"

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, showing his heroic feelings.

The four elders standing behind him also raised their glasses and drank heavily, feeling overwhelmed: How many years of wind and rain, how many years of hard work, right and wrong, all right and wrong, all in this evening!

Hundreds of disciples chanted sonorously: "The sword mansion has survived for thousands of years; the wind and rain are like darkness, washing my sword's edge; there is nothing to be afraid of when the sword is there!"

The sound waves converged and echoed on Zhongnan Mountain for a long time.

Those who were emotional had tears in their eyes.

Many of them worshiped the Sword Mansion since they were young, learned and practiced swords, and regarded the Sword Mansion as their second home.We share weal and woe, we are closely related.

Now, this home has reached a very critical moment, and it will be invaded, subverted, looted by powerful enemies at any time, and even cease to exist.But they will never allow this kind of thing to happen. If there is such a day, their swords will be fearlessly raised, and even if they sacrifice their lives, they will not back down half a step.

"when!"

At this moment, the sword training bell rang.

Today's bell is extremely exciting, and the sound seems to contain a special charm, which can ignite the infinite fighting spirit in everyone's hearts, indomitable, striving for the top, and the blood is boiling.

Listening to the bell, everyone feels differently.Even Luo Gang seemed to be awakened by the knock, his eyes regained clarity, and he thought in his heart: "What's wrong with me? It's just a failure, how can I just sink down and give up on myself? Cheer up, he Liangqiu Feng can If you come from behind and walk in the front, can't you realize your shame and be brave, and catch up?"

Thinking of this, his back slowly straightened up.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Xingkong shouted in a deep voice.

The three representative elders took the lead and led the sixteen disciples to the Moyun Goshawk that had stopped earlier.

This sixth-order spiritual pet domesticated at a huge cost by the Sword Mansion is as high as six feet, with a back as spacious as a house, and can carry dozens of people flying at the same time.

According to the needs, a building made of special wood is placed on the back of the Moyun Goshawk. People enter and sit inside, as if walking on flat ground.

From the outside, it looks like a frighteningly tall giant eagle flying with a house on its back.

"rise!"

Zhang Xingkong shouted again.

"cracking!"

Moyun Goshawk raised its neck and let out a howl, the sound soaring to the sky.Its wings spread out, and with a light flap, it was like a gust of wind blowing from the ground, and its huge body lifted off the ground and flew towards the sky.

"when!"

The sword training bell was struck again.

Many people didn't pay much attention to this sound, they all focused on Moyun Goshawk and watched him go.However, Liang Qiufeng, who was sitting in the Yingbei building, suddenly felt a tremor in his heart. He looked down from the small window and saw the pine trees outside the inner mansion.Under the tree, a figure with fluttering white hair was holding a wooden pestle with both hands, and slammed it into the giant clock in front with great force.

"when!"

When the third bell rang, everyone was startled.

The bell is loud, and the king travels thousands of miles!

The sound of the bell sounded in his ears, and Liang Qiufeng's mind was turned upside down, like the sea stirred by a hurricane, setting off waves of turbulent waves.

Because with the sound of the bell, an obscure exercise idea was passed on.It's a pity that it was too vague and messy, and only some fragmentary words were captured:

"One breath runs through like a wheel, and the whole body follows each other without missing a bit..."

"The mind governs the body, you can follow others, you can follow yourself, changeable or not..."

As soon as he heard these words, Liang Qiufeng understood that the mysterious and hard-to-understand mental technique was actually in the same line as the "Eight Swords of Yongzi" he had learned.

In other words, the remnants of "Yongzi Bajian" should be derived from the idea of ​​this exercise.

In the chime of the sword training bell, there is actually an extremely profound exercise concept, which is simply unimaginable and incomprehensible.

Liang Qiufeng wished he could jump down immediately, and asked the old man who was ringing the bell what was going on.

It's just helpless that the Moyun goshawk flapped its wings a few times and flew high above the sky, where can it go down?If you want to ask, you will only have a chance when you return to Zhongnan Mountain after the trip to Taicheng is over.

He resisted his excitement and observed the expressions of other people, and there was nothing unusual.Apparently, he was the only one who discovered the secrets of the exercises and ideas contained in the bells.Think back carefully to the scene when he first felt the strange sound of the bell. At that time, he hadn't become a warrior, but just a humble handyman sweeping the floor.

Many memories that were originally scattered were connected together, gradually formed, connected, and the truth gradually emerged——

It turns out that many things seem to be accidental, but in fact, there have been hidden threads for a long time.But at that time, there was no discovery at all.

He let out a long breath, concentrated himself, and digested the scattered ideas of exercises that came into his mind with the ringing of the bell.

In this meditation, I gradually forget myself, and the world is completely in harmony.

In the first place, sat three elders, all sitting cross-legged and leaning on their swords.

Xiao Jihai's gaze sometimes shined, glancing across the faces of the disciples below.Seeing some people look happy;

What's more, there is an uneasy and worried look on the brows that can't be concealed.

When his eyes fell on Liang Qiufeng, he couldn't help nodding his head in approval: He's not bad, he works so hard while sitting on the back of an eagle...

Zhang Jiangshan originally wanted to talk to Liang Qiufeng, but when he saw that the other party was meditating in a standard meditative posture, he swallowed the words again, so it was not good to disturb him, so he murmured in his heart: Taicheng is certainly thousands of miles away, But because of the ride on the Moyun Goshawk, it takes only two hours at most to get there.Such little time is not spared, it is really rigid to the extreme.

He didn't think about it, everyone has a lot of "such a little time" every day, and the accumulation of small amounts of time is also considerable.

Liang Qiufeng meditated for more than an hour, and did not open his eyes until Moyun Goshawk was about to arrive at Taicheng, filled with joy.

Although the ideas he got were fragmented, his harvest was very good.After some immersion, Liang Qiufeng suddenly discovered that the "Sword Pointing Style" and "Horizontal Sword Style" he had mastered before were only superficial, and the real power was less than three.

Especially "Horizontal Sword Style", its great achievement is displayed, the horizontal sword is in front of the body, more than just like a wall?And it seems that there is a huge mountain and a big river.

A sword is like a river and a mountain, and ten thousand dharmas cannot invade it.

When it reaches such a point, it is simply appalling.

Liang Qiufeng couldn't imagine what level of secret book could have such power, earth level, or sky level...even the legendary ones——

Magical skill!

As his cultivation improved and his horizons broadened, he learned that the world's kung fu secrets not only consist of four grades of "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang", but also two extremely special conceptual categories: forbidden techniques and magical skills.

However, these two concepts are rare and incomparable, and are rarely spread in the world, even for martial artists at the Qi Dao stage, it is difficult to come into contact with them.

Many thoughts swirled through his mind, and soon he automatically filtered out the possibility of forbidden techniques and magical skills, which were really minimal.

Liang Qiufeng suddenly remembered a legend in the Sword Mansion, saying that there was a thousand-year-old Heavenly Rank sword inscription hidden in the Sword Mansion, but no one knew exactly what the sword inscription looked like and where it was kept.

Could it be that I was so lucky that I accidentally got the inheritance of this heavenly sword title, which is "Eight Swords of Yongzi"?

Could it be that the sword question is actually stored in the sword training bell?For thousands of years, the sword training clock has existed as a carrier?

It's just that there are still many doubts that can't be explained clearly. If you want to completely solve the mystery, I'm afraid you have to go back to the Sword Mansion in the future and take a closer look at the sword training clock to clear up the doubts.

So now, let's put aside what you shouldn't think about.

Listening to the bell and gaining the mind not only deepens the understanding of the two-stroke sword style in "Yongzi Bajian", but also doubles its power.And I feel that the whole person's mind is calm and peaceful like never before, and the spiritual aspect is like being washed by divine water, so refreshing and joyful that I want to fly.

He made it clear that his mental power had become stronger.In the dark, if a sword training bell was moved to his own Niwan Palace and hung there, the various negative emotions and thoughts were suppressed so that there were no waves.

This feeling is very strange and not very obvious, but it is real and definitely not an illusion.

"Taicheng is here!"

Xiao Jihai said suddenly.

A group of disciples came to their senses one after another, and many people hurriedly probed to see.Not far below, the plain is vast and boundless.It's springtime, and the boundless grass sprouts buds, which are lovely green.

On the plain, a huge city rises from the ground, square and majestic, with its own majestic momentum.

The largest city in the barren island, Taicheng. (To be continued.)