"The clouds are against the rain, the snow is against the wind, the evening light is against the clear sky... the coming and going birds are against the departing swallows, the local birds are against the singing insects. The three-foot sword, the six-jun bow, the north of the mountain is against the east of the river..."
Yang Ji bent over his desk and read carefully, line by line.
This is the first half of "Enlightenment", which talks about the rules of poetry. It is the most basic part of the must-read book for children.
Among the six ancient books, only "Enlightenment" involves "composing poetry".
In the age of martial arts, force ruled the roost, and the way of "poetry" had long been established. Although the imperial court retained the Tongsheng Examination and the Scholarship Examination of the liberal arts examination, they only considered the classics and meanings of articles and the art of governing the country.
Even a person like the historian did not have the habit of writing poems and poems.
However, in the era of literary sages, "composing poetry" was an essential ability for almost all Confucian students except for children. The so-called "poetry to chant aspirations" was a method for Confucian students to express their emotions, express their aspirations, and cultivate their body and mind.
Therefore, there has always been a saying that "a scholar must write poems".
In the era of martial arts, everything declined, and Yang Ji could only learn from scratch.
I don't know how long it took, but Yang Ji felt slightly dizzy and mentally drained.
"It's time to practice."
Yang Ji looked at the rustling mountains outside the window, saw that the time was almost up, and stood up from the table. The palace was empty, Duan Gang had not returned yet, and Yang Ji did not know where he had gone.
The friendship between Duan Gang and Lin Qingyan was far from that deep, and they didn't have much contact with each other. Therefore, even Lin Qingyan and the others didn't know what mission Duan Gang had taken or where he was.
The weather is cold, and there are far fewer people in Tieguan Mountain than usual.
"Senior Brother Yang!"
"Senior Brother Yang is here!"
…
Along the way, Fang Ao and others saw Yang Ji from a distance, and immediately screamed excitedly in the cold wind. Even some disciples of the Iron Crown Sect who usually had nothing to do with Yang Ji stood with their hands tied, respectfully. saluted Yang Ji.
When Langya returned, Chen Shien and others were wiped out. Only Yang Ji came back alive like a legend. Although he was only a disciple who taught the martial arts, he had not reached the level of "elder brother".
However, the respect he received within the Tieguan Sect was already close to that of senior brothers such as Zhao Hua. Even the baseless accusations made by the Beishan Sect members not only did not tarnish Yang Ji's image, but rather highlighted his power.
In the world of martial arts, strength dominates.
For many people, the fact that Yang Ji was able to get a sect to negotiate with the sect's high-level officials on his behalf and accuse him was a testament to his strength.
Yang Ji nodded slightly, and after passing through the square, he quickly entered the mountains outside Tieguan Mountain.
The air was so cold that even the breath coming out of his nose turned into two streaks of white mist. Yang Ji glanced at it and quickly selected a place to practice.
"This is it."
Yang Ji stopped in a place with lush vegetation. There were many trees here, and ancient trees with two people hugging each other towered into the sky. They were able to block the view, and even if they stood on the top of a nearby mountain, they might not be able to see it.
"Martial artists" are very taboo about practicing martial arts by themselves, and Yang Ji is the same. If you can avoid being seen by outsiders, that would be the best.
"Qiang!"
There was a flash of white light and the sound of Qingyue's sword chanting. Yang Ji stood in the knee-high bushes and pulled out the Guquan Sword. The essence of "Dian Mu Sword Technique" that he understood from the classic paintings came to his mind. While silently To mobilize the blood in the body.
"Dian Mu Sword Technique" is the secret skill of the fifth level of martial arts. Although Yang Ji is not yet at the level, he still has the cultivation level at the peak of Blood Furnace Realm. Moreover, with strong blood and the help of "Netherworld Law Ring", he is already capable of practicing " The minimum conditions for "Dian Mu Sword Technique".
""Dian Mu Sword Art" emphasizes the word "quick", the faster the better. But "meaning" emphasizes the word "sharp", which must be like thunder and fire, without mercy. This kind of wind blows the fallen leaves, and the will like thunder and fire
. Destroying the long sword's hair can unleash the power of the Lightning Mother's sword technique."
Yang Ji's body remained motionless, and the essence of "Dian Mu Sword Technique" came to his mind.
boom!
Yang Ji suddenly stabbed out with his sword without any warning. With a bang, the air exploded within ten steps. The air flow fluctuated sharply, making the grass and leaves tremble.
"No, it's still a little slow."
Yang Ji pondered slightly, and after a moment, he stabbed out with another sword.
boom!
There was a slight explosion in the void, and a wave of air clearly appeared where Yang Ji's sword had struck.
Yang Ji frowned slightly and stabbed out with his sword again.
Bang! This time the sound was obviously louder, and the range of air vibrations was expanded by half...
One sword, two swords, three swords...
Yang Ji cooperated with the energy and blood in his body and performed this simple attack again.
"Great complexity is as simple as great wisdom as foolishness", this most basic thrust is exactly the foundation of all swordsmanship. It seems easy, but in fact it is extremely complicated and involves many disciplines.
"Come again!"
Yang Ji clenched the Guquan Sword, and stabbed out with the sword again. This time, Yang Ji clearly felt a change. The long sword in his hand seemed to turn into a scorching lightning, with the boiling power and sharp energy.
, as if it would burn your hands.
"boom!"
The popping sound of air flow turned into a thunderous roar. The long sword in Yang Ji's hand suddenly revealed a light blue light, as if it was a beam of light.
Almost as if floating in his mind, the image of the sutra painting "Floating Light Body Technique" appeared in Yang Ji's mind. In the Danzang Sutra Cave, the content of the sutra painting "Floating Light Body Technique" was clearly a beam passing by at an angle.
of light.
"Thunder, lightning... are actually just a kind of light."
A thought passed through Yang Ji's mind.
He originally wanted to practice according to the "Dian Mu Sword Technique" training method, but at this moment, things seemed to be out of control and some different changes occurred.
Yang Ji suddenly had some different ideas about "Dian Mu Sword Technique" in his mind.
"Perhaps these two kinds of scriptures, paintings, and martial arts can be united and understood together..."
Yang Ji was thoughtful.
"Dian Mu Sword Technique" is a set of fierce offensive techniques, while "Floating Light Body Technique" is a movement technique. The two are different, just like two parallel lines with no intersection.
But at this time, Yang Ji had some new ideas in his mind.
"Thunder is light, and sunlight is also light... Although they look different, they are essentially the same. They are the same thing."
Yang Ji's mind went back and forth, and he remembered Lin Qingyan's "Dian Mu Sword Technique".
"Although the Dianmu sword technique is extremely sharp and powerful, it is too focused on 'speed'. This makes the sword path seem too simple and straight forward. Although there are some twists and turns, it still does not change its essence."
"If we can combine the fleeting artistic conception of thunder and lightning in "Dian Mu Sword Technique" with the unpredictable light in "Floating Light Body Technique", perhaps an incredible sword technique can be born. Its power is absolutely
Not only the sixth level of martial arts, but also the seventh level, or even higher..."
As if a spiritual light passed by, Yang Ji pondered for a moment, and suddenly struck out with his sword again.
"boom!"
The sky and the earth shook, and within a radius of twenty steps, with Yang Ji as the center, it was like a violent wave, and even the surrounding trees were shaking violently.
And in the center of this concentric circle, Yang Ji's swordsmanship changed significantly. It was no longer just fast, but turned into a faint light.
"Still not enough!"
Yang Ji frowned and struck out with his sword again.
"boom!"
A zigzag, blurry and weak light beam shot out from Yang Ji's five fingers. This light beam was dreamy and blurry, and it was strikingly similar to the sutra and painting in "Floating Light Body Technique".
However, the moment the long sword was blasted out, it was the pure will of thunder.
One sword, two swords, three swords...
Earth-shaking loud noises erupted in the mountain forest, and Yang Ji continued to practice in the mountains. The power of the sword moves became more and more powerful, and there was also a faint light seeping out in the void behind him.
This light was very weak at first, but as Yang Ji's understanding became deeper and deeper, it gradually became stronger and stronger.
As time goes by, a shadow gradually appears in the center of the light. Although it cannot be seen clearly, one can feel the majestic, powerful and terrifying aura.
Every time Yang Ji made a move with his sword, the shadows in these rays of light became larger and clearer.
I don’t know how long it took, but when Yang Ji hit out again——
"Boom!"
The void shook. A gigantic four-armed lightning mother with arms as white as a couple, as powerful as a prison, suddenly appeared in the void behind Yang Ji.
Those sharp eyes shone like blue thunder, revealing an awe-inspiring and inviolable sacred aura.
"Mother of Lightning", the mother of all thunder!
Yang Ji explored step by step, and finally condensed the sacred "Mother of All Thunder". Although the figure of the Lightning Mother was very faint, with only a thin layer of light and shadow.
However, the "Mother of Lightning" condensed by Yang Ji is essentially different from Lin Qingyan. In addition to the four snow-white arms holding different magic weapons, there are two more "Thunder Clouds" behind this Mother of Lightning.
Wings".
Yang Ji has not been practicing the "Dian Mu Sword Art" for as long as Lin Qingyan, but the potential revealed by this initially condensed "Dian Mu" is far more powerful than Lin Qingyan's.
"Success!"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and at the moment when the Four-Armed Lightning Mother appeared, Yang Ji's body swayed and he suddenly rose from the ground.
"Boom!"
It was as if streaks of hot, scorching thunder and fire were passing over the earth, and within a hundred paces radius, strong winds were blowing, and the earth was shaking and the sky was shaking.
Yang Ji turned into a blue thunder and lightning, rolling around among the big trees, changing erratically. His body was blurred and could not be seen clearly at all, and the long sword in his hand turned into a beam of light, making it completely distinguishable.
It's unclear where his sword light is.
At a certain period of time, two Yang Jis even appeared, and two cyan thunder and lightning existed in the void at the same time.
"Boom!"
In a "immortal's shadow change", Yang Ji landed on the ground with both feet and appeared on the spot almost instantly.
The violent wind roared past, and the violent atmosphere around him quickly returned to calm.
It was quiet between heaven and earth, and everything looked the same as before.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, there was a huge cracking sound. To Yang Ji's left hand side, a big tree with two people hugging each other appeared. A crack as thin as a thin blade appeared in the tree body. Amidst the crackling sound, it fell heavily like a jade pillar toppling a mountain of gold.
Come down.
There is the first strain, there is the second strain, the third strain...
More than 20 big trees around Yang Ji all fell down almost at the same time. The huge tree crowns were covered with dust, and the exposed cuts were as smooth as mirrors.
It’s all the effect of Yang Ji’s attack! (To be continued...)