I have a passive skill Chapter 6: The hidden name of the plum rain corresponds to the time, and the eight gates of planting rice change life and death.
Chapter 6: The hidden name of the plum rain corresponds to the time, and the eight gates of planting rice change life and death.
The world comes into view again.
Xu Xiaoshou saw a series of shocked faces.
They looked at themselves and the kendo board at their feet. Their faces and eyes were overflowing with disbelief, eagerness, and a touch of jealousy.
Whether it's Mei Si, Feng Tingchen, Liu Fuyu, Guyu...
Snapped!
Xu Xiaoshou slapped his hand fiercely: "Wake up!"
Only then did everyone wake up from a dream, each one blinking wildly or secretly slapping their hands.
The secret formation diagram under Xu Xiaoshou's feet was withdrawn, but the reality told everyone that what happened just now was definitely not an illusion.
"Is it over?" Mei Siren came back to his senses in a daze.
"It's over." Xu Xiaoshou looked over with a smile.
"Have you gained a little bit?" Gu Yu said solemnly on one side.
"Something gained."
Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and looked at the player who was supposed to be the third one to challenge him. He was still an old player, and said with a smile:
"The person I am now is no better than the person I was then."
"I know what Mr. Gu wants to say, but at this time..." He paused, " Mr. Gu should also know what I want to say."
Guyu's face was filled with deep condensation, and he remained silent after hearing the sound.
How could he not see that Xu Xiaoshou had not only gained a little, but also gained a lot? Moreover, his current level of swordsmanship had most likely risen to more than one level, and he might even have surpassed him!
These monsters are no better than ordinary people. They should be understood as being on the same level as the Eight Deities, beings who can transcend eras and ignore the time gap.
but……
Retreat?
After thinking about this, Guyu lost his mind.
The secluded cave flashed through his mind, which delayed him for an era;
Flashing past the pastoral life that was abandoned when I climbed Guizhe Holy Mountain, the dreams I planted when I was young are only in the fields when I grow old, and they will never bloom vivid flowers;
He dodged the semi-holy person in the Holy Hall. Only by possessing it could he have the slightest possibility of catching up with his predecessors;
Flashed past...
Too much has passed by.
Finally, the scene froze and flashed to the young man in front of me.
Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and this is the case. If I don't fight, fight, or fight, how can I reach the final state of ancient swordsmanship?
If you retreat this time, you will not only avoid its sharp edge, but also avoid the ancient sword cultivator's indomitable path, and even avoid the rest of your life!
So……
Should I still avoid it?
Guyu suddenly smiled with relief.
The answer was actually given when he took the initiative to go to Guizhe Holy Mountain to seek an opportunity.
"Xu Xiaoyou, give it a try."
Gu Yu said, slowly raising the sword in his hand.
At this moment, everyone could feel the condensed sword intent around them.
The sword intention was very light and shallow, with a feeling of being aloof from the world, floating lightly in the wind and snow, like mist rising.
After careful understanding, there is a kind of sharpness deep inside, but it is not that the swordsmanship is hidden but not used, but rather like...
Contradictory?
Xu Xiaoshou frowned.
This was the first time he felt such a weird sword intent.
Guyu does give people the feeling that he does not fight, but at this moment he wants to fight again. People are like swords. At this moment when his sword is unsheathed, people feel that he is "out of place"!
For no reason, Xu Xiaoshou felt a throbbing feeling of wind and snow. He frowned and glanced at Mr. Siren, asking for instructions in his eyes.
"well……"
The Meisi people let out a long sigh and didn't even respond. They waved their paper fans and walked away from the battlefield.
This time he left so decisively that Xu Xiaoshou couldn't even see clearly what was on his paper fan.
No intervention?
Also, at this point, every old man has his own choice.
Now that Gu Yu has spoken, it means that he has thought about everything, including achieving passion or accepting failure.
No matter how much outsiders say, no matter how much they persuade...
useless!
"Here it comes again?" Feng Zhongzui outside the field just grabbed the preaching mirror, pointed it at the upcoming battlefield, and said excitedly, regardless of the cold gaze of the old family leader:
"The third battle of the Seven Sword Immortals... After Mr. Shou's enlightenment, will he fight the No. 1 Sword Immortal on the preliminary list?"
"The two old men smiled at Liu Fuyu, and the flowers came to the north to welcome him. This is the last one, fighting against the strongest one!"
"It is worth mentioning that the strongest at that time may not be the highest at this moment, because we all saw Master Shou's epiphany just now... almost all of his secret formations of swordsmanship were lit up!"
"Then, whether it is true or false, whether it is a mule or a horse, we will know in one battle!"
I have to say that Feng Zhongzui is very good at finding these gimmicks.
Not only did these words make the spectators in the Five Regions look excited and hungry, but even the face of Yang Xizhi next to him didn't look very good.
It's as if the Second Sword Immortal is nothing...
"It's called 'Mei Ziyu', a second-grade spiritual sword."
There was a rather lamentable sound in the field. The picture of the preaching mirror was enlarged in time, and the sound was also enlarged:
"A long, long time ago, it was already a second-grade spiritual sword."
"I have traveled through countless mountains and rivers with me, and fought against countless people, including the Yutu and Meisi people you are familiar with..."
But seeing Guyu's fingers gently stroking the sword body, Mei Ziyu trembled lightly, humming spiritually.
Compared with the four fierce swords, the Emperor Sword, Yan Mang, Hu, etc., it is quite quiet.
Xu Xiaoshou looked along.
This sword is apricot-colored, three feet long and three fingers wide. There are gray spots on the sword, like raindrops, and the sword is covered with a layer of mist, which is extremely mysterious.
"Good sword."
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but praise.
The quality of a sword depends not only on its grade, but also on its aura.
Although Mei Ziyu is of the second grade, I think it just lacks the nourishment of fame. But Fan Guyu didn't have that retreat in the last era, I think...
After thinking for a while, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to understand why this old man seemed to be indifferent, but at this moment he was full of enthusiasm.
Seven Sword Immortals, fight for the name!
"嘤——"
Xu Xiaoshou also pulled out Tibetan Ku, and the third level beat the second level. This is the best battle to become famous!
Watching the luck of the swordsmanship, the sword finger stroked, and the hidden stool made a weird cry, and the sword began to twist like a blood-thirsty maggot.
Full of spirituality.
and spiritual perversion.
It's not at the same level at all.
Looking at some of the curled blades and damages on the Zangku Sword, Xu Xiaoshou laughed and said with the same sigh:
"It's called Zangku. When I was young, it was just a ninth-grade spiritual sword..."
Feng Zhongzui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he realized that Master Shou was about to tell a story about him and the sword.
This is huge news. No matter how everyone digs it up before, it can't be as true as the person involved telling it in person!
If you fight against the Sword Immortal three times in a row, Master Shou will become famous all over the world.
His earliest sword, which conceals the secret of suffering, is sure to cause a stir once it is passed down to the world.
As a result, the preaching mirror gave up on the First Sword Immortal Gu Lao and aimed at Master Meng and his black sword, so fine that even the pits on the sword were magnified.
Xu Xiaoshou was moved a lot by Gu Lao's words, and he said with some emotion:
"When I was in the Spiritual Palace and had not yet awakened, my talent was indeed outclassed by everyone else. Even the first form of Baiyun Sword Technique, Baiyun Youyou, I have been practicing for three years without any results."
"And of all the assets I have, this ninth-grade spiritual sword is the most valuable. It's called 'Hidden Suffering', which means everything in the past. If you hide it all, maybe there will be a good outcome, whether it's a happy ending or not?"
As he spoke, Xu Xiaoshou's mood sank and he sank into the boring, closed and lightless white ward.
He was silent for a few breaths, then spoke again:
"I am also in retreat."
"I work hard to fight for supremacy in a small outer courtyard."
"I told myself that there is only one last chance left. If I don't succeed, I will be successful!"
"Actually, I failed..."
Xu Xiaoshou smiled, raised his head, looked at Mei Ziyu, glanced at Gu Lao, and finally his eyes returned to Zangku.
Zangku seemed to feel his master's low mood, he didn't dare to shake it so much, and made a comforting sound.
He suddenly straightened up and then curled up, releasing the sharp sword energy, about to pierce into the master's heart and get intimate.
Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the broken sword, shook his head and laughed:
"I died once."
"Or more than once."
"But who in this world has not died several times?"
He looked at Mr. Gu: "Fate has brought us to this day, so we don't have to cling to the past. It's easier to let go, isn't it?"
I was stunned by the wind.
Mei Si was stunned.
All the spectators in the five regions were stunned, feeling that Master Shou's words seemed to contain a lot, but no one knew why.
Guyu pondered and looked at Zangku. He didn't expect that this sword, which was so short in age, had so many stories.
But in the end, she only mentioned Mei Ziyu and said firmly:
"Yes, Xiaoyou Xu, it is indeed easier to let go."
"But if my life is a life-threatening situation, why not give it a try at the end of my life and see if I can break free from the shackles and restraints?"
"It's just as you said..." Gu Yu looked intently, raised the sword in his hand and handed it to him:
"If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person?"
So, everyone lives under strict rules, and they all want to escape from the cage, but they can't?
Xu Xiaoshou looked up at the day. Without saying a word, he raised his sword and touched it with Gu Lao's.
Oops...
The invisible sword intent swings away.
In the battlefield, two fervent voices came out that had nothing to do with themselves and only respected the name of the sword:
"Mei Ziyu, please fight!"
"Hide the pain, please fight!"
The spectators in front of the preaching mirror instantly became excited.
Feng Zhongzui grabbed the mirror and said excitedly:
"In the third battle of the Seven Sword Immortals, you are not fighting for the Sword Immortal self, but you are fighting for the name of these two swords?"
Not only did he see it, but all the ancient sword cultivators around the battlefield understood Gu Yu and Xu Xiaoshou's plan at this moment:
It doesn't matter what the outcome is. After this battle, Mei Ziyu and Zangku will definitely become famous!
After Gu Lao touched the sword, he took the lead to distance himself, but did not take action immediately. Instead, he laughed loudly and said:
"Xiaoyou Xu, Gu knows that you have gained something, so you won't be too embarrassed."
"In my life, I have fought countless battles and lived in seclusion. I gained enlightenment during the war and gained insights in the countryside, and then I also realized a set of swordsmanship and several realms..."
Guyu pursed her smile and her expression returned to solemnity:
"I only have three swords, please give me your advice!"
"If you can catch these three swords, Gu will be willing to help you reach the top of the Seven Swordsmen. You can use them at will in the future."
"If not, how about you retreat after the war, return to Jade Capital City, and promise not to go near this place for at least a month?"
After hearing this, Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of joking: "I don't dare to take advice, but Mr. Gu... I will be at a loss if I make this bet."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Guyu raised his head and laughed, but then shook his head: "No, you won't lose. Even if you gain a little, you will gain a lot from fighting with Gu!"
"good!"
Xu Xiaoshou immediately responded loudly, not bothering to engage in intrigues anymore and raised the price.
He wanted to see what kind of ability this so-called old man had. He dared to talk like this after he showed the true secrets of swordsmanship, and boasted that he could gain more.
"bring it on!"
The war is about to break out.
The preaching mirror swiped and expanded, covering the entire battlefield.
By the way, he also gave reactions to the ancient sword cultivators such as Mei Siren, Feng Tingchen, Liu Fuyu and others who were watching the battle at the corner below.
At the same time, Feng Zhongzui talks very fast. Let me explain a few words to the ignorant first:
"Master Shou, I won't talk about it anymore."
"Lao Guyu, why can he be at the top of this first list of Seven Sword Immortals, and why is he called the 'No. 1 Sword Immortal'?"
"Lao Gu entered Taoism with the Nine Swordsmanship when he was young, and later he also practiced other swordsmanship. Huan Wanqing has his own talents, and Mo Wuxin is very accomplished. The only regret is that he is not good at the ghost swordsmanship."
"Lao Gu is too senior, he is superior to superior... Anyway, he was a man from many eras ago. He can discuss illusions with Mr. You Tu, discuss the mind with Mr. Si Ren, and talk with Mr. Yang Xi's Yang Lao. Feng Tingchen is just like me.
The master of the old family said that... he finally ended up with the love swordsmanship and became the master of swordsmanship."
"It can be said that he is the most standard ancient sword cultivator. He is impartial, upright and peaceful. Apart from Liu Fuyu and Liu Jianxian, he is following the purest path of the sword god Gulou Ying!"
"And now!"
Feng Zhongzui looked at Gu Lao's starting hand gesture, which seemed to form a formation of nine swords, and shouted: "I'll make a blind guess that his first sword should be his best 'Zhonggu Eight Swords'!"
brush.
The wind and snow stopped.
The climate on the battlefield has actually turned slightly warmer, giving the impression that the cold is about to end and spring is coming.
etc……
Not an illusion!
It’s really getting warmer, and even the climate has changed?
Xu Xiaoshou held his breath, feeling the wind and snow melting around him, and the dead branches turning green. Finally, he couldn't help but glance at the old swordsman opposite.
"go!"
But when Guyu threw up the plum rain, his spiritual sword shook and split into eight phantoms, which slowly turned down.
Buzz…
Immediately the sword roared.
Various weather images emerge from Grain Rain like waves, including spring rain at dawn, scorching summer in the forest, autumn silence, and winter glaciers.
The weather changes in the four seasons, and soon returns to the two phases, resulting in the reversal of yin and yang, and the chaos of day and night.
Eventually, the sky becomes clear and the earth becomes turbid, and the energy merges into one, transforming into chaos for thousands of miles.
"Love Swordsmanship, Red Dust Sword, and Weather Appearance!"
When Xu Xiaoshou felt something, Zui Zui in the distance let out an exclamation, and then he shouted loudly:
"Everyone must have heard of Sword Master Rao's image of living beings and Mr. Siren's image of teacher and student."
"The Tao is the way of the mortal world, and all living beings are supreme, but how can the actual appearance be distinguished? It is just that the shadow of the sword god Gulou cultivates the appearance of the mortal world, and the image reaches the heart of the human heart, and he regards the mortal world as his respect."
"However, apart from the world of mortals, the way of teacher and student can also unite thousands of beliefs and rely on the original intention; Gu Lao's celestial signs are based on heaven and earth and are derived from chaos."
"It seems to me that people in heaven, earth, and people also have grades, but there is no distinction between appearance and appearance. It only depends on how the ancient sword cultivator uses it. Do you think so?"
These words fell into the ears of the five realm spiritual refiners, but they didn't mean anything.
However, to the ears of the ancient sword cultivators around him, it was undoubtedly an unprecedented theory!
Feng Tingchen's face tightened, and he was about to open his mouth to teach this young man who spoke so openly, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly felt that Feng Zhongzui's words actually made some sense.
Mei Siren looked at the lawless boy in surprise. Before that, even he himself thought that the relationship between teacher and student was not as good as the one in the world of mortals, so it was just a small relationship...
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but glance back at Feng Zhongzui.
Guyu even laughed loudly when he heard the sound, and said with great pride:
"That's right. There are no high or low figures, but there are gods and Buddhas under my eyes. They have been very transparent since ancient times, and they rarely carry people from the Qing Dynasty. Xu Xiaoyou, my first sword is the 'Eight Gate Sword of Zhonggu'!"
"Taking the order of 'spring is born and summer is long, autumn is harvested and winter is stored', the order of 'yin comes and the yang is in order, the muddy well is clear', the time illusion order is nine, and it is also used by the love swordsmanship's weather phase', and when necessary, it is used by 'flying clouds'
'As a guide, let's see how you break my sword!"
With a sound of settling, the spirit sword Mei Ziyu flew across time and space with the images of the eight weather conditions around him, suppressing thousands of miles, and suddenly enveloped Xu Xiaoshou into the sword formation that was self-contained and changing.
Guyu's eyes turned cold, his sword intent burst out, he only had a fight, opened his mouth and shouted:
"The eight gates of the seed grain will change, the sword will give rise to life, and evil chaos will appear!" ()