Chapter 111: The sound of the bell is soaring, the king travels thousands of miles
(This is the first time this book has become famous. It is a memorable first time. The leader of Fanle is so powerful! Although his popularity is declining, Nanchao believes that one step at a time, one step at a time, will still be at the top!)
Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and soon it was the important day to set off for Taicheng.
The team was led by three representative elders of Jianfu. In addition to the six representative disciples, there were also ten selected elite disciples accompanying them.
These disciples are all relatively old, and they are all warriors in the martial arts stage, and their cultivation levels are between the eighth and ninth levels. Their main purpose of following the team is to prepare to enter the secret realm of breaking demons in the future.
This group of people have stayed in the Qi Dao stage for a long time, and the chance of breaking through the Qi Dao is slim. However, as veteran warriors, they have rich experience and their strength cannot be underestimated. Therefore, they were selected as preparatory personnel to enter the Demon-Breaking Secret Realm.
On the one hand, they are not afraid of sacrifice; on the other hand, if they encounter a strange encounter in the secret realm of breaking demons, they are likely to achieve a breakthrough in their cultivation and achieve the achievements they dream of.
Among them, Luo Gang stands out and is the youngest one.
But after the battle with Liang Qiufeng, his whole momentum was depressed, and he could 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 felt like needles pricking his heart, and the pain of failure lingered like a gangrene on his bones.
Originally, that position should be mine...
After everyone left for a long journey, the governor Zhang Xingkong held a special swearing-in meeting, summoned all the disciples to the sword performance field, and gave an impassioned speech.
When it came to the end, Zhang Xingkong raised the cup filled with wine in his hand, raised it high, and said loudly: "The sword house has been unbreakable for thousands of years; wind and rain are like darkness, washing the edge of my sword; what's the use of the sword when the person is there?"
Be afraid!"
After saying that, he drank the wine in one gulp, showing his heroic spirit.
The four elders standing behind him also raised their glasses and drank deeply, feeling very excited: How many years of wind and rain, how many years of hard work, right and wrong, merits and demerits, are all on this night!
Hundreds of disciples recited sonorously: "The sword house has lasted for thousands of years and has never failed; the wind and rain are like darkness, washing the edge of my sword; there is no need to be afraid when the sword is still there!"
The sound waves gathered together and echoed for a long time on Zhongnan Mountain.
Those who are passionate will have tears in their eyes.
Many of them have been worshiping Jianfu since childhood, learning and practicing swordsmanship, and have long regarded Jianfu as their second home. They share weal and woe, and share weal and woe.
Now, this family has reached a very critical moment. It may be invaded, subverted, robbed, or even cease to exist by powerful enemies at any time. But they will never allow this to happen. If such a day comes, their swords will be raised fearlessly.
, even if it costs his life, he will not retreat even half a step.
"when!"
At this moment, the sword training bell rang.
Today's bell is extremely passionate, and the sound seems to contain a special charm, which can ignite the infinite fighting spirit in everyone's hearts, persevere, strive for the top, and make their blood boil.
Listening to the sound of the bell, everyone had different feelings. Even Na Luo Gang seemed to be awakened, his eyes became clear again, and he thought in his heart: "What's wrong with me? I just failed once, how can I sink like this?"
, give up on yourself? Cheer up, Liang Qiufeng can come from behind and walk in front, why can't he know his shame and be brave enough to catch up? "
Thinking like this, my 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 Moyun Goshawk, which had been parked aside.
This sixth-level spiritual pet tamed by the Jianfu at a huge cost is six feet tall, with a back as wide as a house, and can carry dozens of people flying at the same time.
According to needs, a building made of special wood is placed on the back of the Moyun Goshawk. People can enter and sit inside as if walking on the ground.
From the outside, it looks like a terrifyingly tall giant eagle flying with a house on its back.
"rise!"
Zhang Xingkong shouted again.
"cracking!"
The Moyun Goshawk raised its neck and let out a roar that soared into the sky. It spread its wings and flapped lightly, like a strong wind blowing from the ground. Its huge body lifted off the ground and flew high into the sky.
"when!"
The sword training bell was rung again.
Many people did not pay much attention to this sound. They focused on the Moyun Goshawk and watched it leave. However, Liang Qiufeng, who was sitting in the building on the back of the eagle, suddenly felt a tremor in his heart and looked down from the small window.
, I saw outside the inner palace, pine trees like pine trees. Under the trees, a figure with flying white hair was holding a wooden pestle with both hands, hitting the huge bell in front with great force.
"when!"
The third bell sounded, and everyone was shocked.
The sound of the bell is loud, and you travel thousands of miles!
When the bell hit his ears, Liang Qiufeng's mind was turned upside down, as if the sea was stirred up by a hurricane, setting off waves of turmoil.
Because along with the sound of the bell, a vague idea of the technique was conveyed. Unfortunately, it was too vague and messy, and only some fragmentary words were captured:
"One breath runs through the whole body like a wheel, and it follows the whole body without leaking anything..."
"The mind governs the body, it can follow others, it can follow oneself, it can change or it can't change..."
As soon as he heard these words, Liang Qiufeng understood that the mysterious and difficult mental skills were in the same line as the "Eight Swords of Yongzi" he had learned.
In other words, the remaining chapters of "Eight Swords of Yongzi" should be derived from the idea of this technique.
The bell of the sword training bell actually contains an extremely profound idea of kung fu, which is simply unbelievable and difficult to understand.
Liang Qiufeng just wanted to jump down immediately and ask the old man who was ringing the bell what was going on.
Unfortunately, the Moyun Goshawk is already fluttering its wings and flying high into the sky. Where can it go down? I want to ask, only when the trip to Taicheng is completed and we return to Zhongnan Mountain will we have a chance.
He suppressed his excitement and observed the expressions of others, but there was nothing strange. Obviously, he was the only one who discovered that the bells contained the secret of Kung Fu thoughts. Then he carefully recalled the first time he felt the strangeness of the bells.
At that time, he had not yet become a warrior, but was just a humble handyman.
Many originally scattered memories were connected together, gradually taking shape and connected, and the truth slowly emerged——
It turns out that many things seem to be accidental, but in fact, there have been hidden clues. But at that time, they were not discovered at all.
He took a long breath, concentrated on it, and digested bit by bit the scattered thoughts about the exercises that entered his mind as the bell rang.
During this meditation, I gradually forget myself, and the world becomes completely clear.
At the top, three elders were sitting, all sitting cross-legged and leaning on their swords.
Xiao Jihai's eyes flickered occasionally as he glanced over the faces of the disciples below. He saw some people looking happy; some people were leisurely and contented; most of them were traveling for the first time on this Moyun Goshawk, high in the sky.
, feeling excited and excited, he kept looking out of the small window curiously.
Some of them could not hide the look of worry between their brows.
When his eyes fell on Liang Qiufeng, he couldn't help but nodded slightly in approval: Not bad guy, sitting on the back of an eagle and working so hard...
Zhang Jiangshan originally wanted to talk to Liang Qiufeng, but when he saw that the other party was meditating in a standard meditation posture, he swallowed the words back to his mouth and did not want to disturb him. He cursed in his heart: Although Taicheng is thousands of miles away,
But because of taking the Moyun Goshawk, it takes no more than two hours to arrive. It is really rigid to the extreme to not miss such a small amount of time.
He never thought that everyone has a lot of "such a small amount of time" every day, and the small amount of time can add up to a lot.
Liang Qiufeng meditated for more than an hour. It was not until Moyun Goshawk was about to arrive at Taicheng that he opened his eyes, filled with joy.
Although the ideas he obtained were fragmented, his harvest was very good. After some immersion, Liang Qiufeng suddenly discovered that the "Pointing Sword Style" and "Horizontal Sword Style" he had mastered before were only superficial.
The power is less than three out of ten.
Especially in the "Horizontal Sword Style", the state of great achievement is displayed. The horizontal sword in front of the body is more than just like a wall. It seems like there is a huge mountain or a big river lying across it.
One sword is as strong as a river and a mountain, and cannot be invaded by any means.
When it reaches such a state, it is simply appalling.
Liang Qiufeng couldn't imagine what level of secret book could have such power, earth level, or heaven level...or even the legendary——
Magical skill!
As his cultivation level improved and his horizons broadened, he learned that the secrets of the world's martial arts were not only limited to the four levels of "Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang", but there were also two extremely special conceptual categories: forbidden skills and divine skills.
However, these two concepts are rare and rarely spread in the world. Even martial arts masters at the Qi Dao stage have difficulty accessing them.
Many thoughts swirled through my mind, and soon the possibilities of forbidden arts and magical techniques were automatically filtered out, which were really very slim.
Liang Qiufeng suddenly remembered a legend in the Jian Mansion, which said that there was a heaven-level sword inscription with a history of more than a thousand years hidden in the Jian Mansion. However, no one knew what the sword inscription looked like and where it was kept.
Could it be that I was really so lucky that I accidentally obtained the inheritance of this heaven-level sword title, which is the "Eight Swords of Yongzi"?
Could it be that the sword inscription is actually stored in the sword training bell? For thousands of years, the sword training bell has existed as a carrier?
However, there are still many doubts that cannot be explained clearly. If you want to completely uncover the mystery, I am afraid that you will have to return to the Sword Mansion later and take a closer look at the Sword Training Bell to clear up the doubts.
So for now, let’s put aside what we shouldn’t think about.
Listening to the sound of the bell, I gained my thoughts. Not only did I gain a deeper understanding of the two sword moves of "Eight Swords of Yongzi", the power doubled. I also felt that my whole mind was calm and peaceful like never before, and my spirit was as if it had been washed by divine water.
Generally, it is refreshing and pleasant to the point of flying.
He realized that his mental power had become stronger. In the dark, it was as if a sword-training bell had been moved to his Niwan Palace and hung there, and the many negative emotions and thoughts were suppressed without causing any ripples.
This feeling is very strange and not very obvious, but it is real and definitely not an illusion.
"Taicheng has arrived!"
Xiao Jihai suddenly said.
All the disciples came to their senses one after another, and many people hurriedly poked their heads to take a look. Not far below, they saw the vast plain. It was spring, and the endless grass sprouted buds, which were so cute and green.
On the plain, a huge city rises from the ground, square and majestic, with a majestic momentum.
The largest city in Huangzhou, Taicheng. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)