Xianwu Datang: Add points starting from the rich woman Chapter 0059 The first page of the sword score [Chapter migration, slight changes, do not repeat
Chapter 0059 The first page of the sword score [Chapter migration, slight changes, do not repeat
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It's still early.
Chen Yanjun was not in a hurry to go back, but wanted to continue waiting for Murong Ye.
He got Huang Chao's anti-poem. If he didn't go to the Prison Suppression Department to receive a big reward, he would be sorry for risking his life in front of people on the Qingwu Plain.
Arriving at the main hall of Danlin Academy, Chen Yanjun discovered that Senior Sister Guan was also here.
He was so frightened that he quickly ran away and turned around to go to the martial arts academy's library and back mountain.
After all, it doesn’t matter where I wait for my sister-in-law.
Murong Ye could locate his location through the Prison Tiger Talisman.
Before going to the back mountain of the Martial Arts Academy, he also went to the library of the Martial Arts Academy and spent one grade point to borrow a secret book on how to cultivate sword energy:
"Haoran Sword Qi Jue"
Now that the physical skills are at full level, the medical skills are at full level, and the spiritual skills are at full level, it is natural for them to learn swordsmanship.
Chen Yanjun doesn’t have time to learn the specific sword techniques one by one for the time being, but instead learns the most basic ones——
Sword energy.
The lady suggested that he learn to cultivate his sword skills with Murong Ye, and he did learn from Murong Ye's sword skills.
But this woman is sometimes reliable and sometimes not so reliable, making it difficult for people to practice with peace of mind.
Therefore, he borrowed this book "Haoran Sword Qi Jue" to learn the basics on his own first. When he encountered a bottleneck, it was not too late to contact Murong Ye.
In the back hill of the Martial Arts Academy, there is a sword terrace, a martial arts hall, and a sword and bamboo forest where people can cut bamboos for physical exercise.
Chen Yanjun went to Jianping and took a look. It was full of people. There was one person practicing swordsmanship, two people competing with swordsmen, and some people falling in love.
He shook his head, turned around and headed straight for the Jianzhu Forest.
Sword Bamboo Forest is located in the valley on the west side. It is in a remote location, with rugged and steep mountain roads and few people.
The sword bamboo is black, thick, long and straight, inserted upside down like a sword, towering into the clouds, and is harder than ordinary iron.
This is hard moso bamboo cultivated by the Imperial College. The bamboo body is mostly used to make magical instruments, and the bamboo membrane is used to make talismans.
Chen Yanjun walked to the deep valley where the stone path disappeared.
It's spring, the water is gurgling in the bamboo forest, bees and butterflies are flying, sparrows are chirping in threes and twos, and clusters of azaleas and warblers are flying.
Even so, it can't change the cold and cold spring atmosphere in the bamboo forest.
Chen Yanjun looked for a secluded place and found a huge stone covered with moss.
The surface of the boulder looks green and furry, but it only hurts your butt when you sit on it.
Chen Yanjun spent his days adjusting his mood, putting aside trivial matters such as Assistant Teacher Yun and Guan Shiyan, and slowly opened the book "Haoran Sword Qi Jue".
On the first page of the sword manual, forget your sweetheart, throw away all your worries, and slash the mortal world with your sword...
Throughout the whole article, the sword is mainly used to display various sword energy.
It is a basic method.
Chen Yanjun only practiced for a short time before he could swing his sword to display the Five Elements Sword Qi, chop bamboo from a distance, kill sparrows and eliminate the four evils.
For a moment, there was a clanging and chirping...
Unexpectedly, the additional panel actually opened a separate sword energy skill.
[Sword Qi +1...]
[Sword Qi +1...]
[Sword Qi: 50/100 (a small success)! 】
Just practice and you'll be successful.
This shows that the foundation of sword energy is Yuling. Once Yuling is at the full level, learning sword energy should not be too easy.
In particular, Chen Yanjun's sword energy can not only combine energy and resonance, but also the changes in the five elements' spiritual pressure, which can create very cool and complex special effects.
For example, drawing a sword cuts off the flow of water.
For example, draw a sword to ignite bamboo branches and set the mountain on fire.
For example, drawing a sword raises a sandstorm.
For example, draw a sword to cut bamboo automatically.
For example, if you draw a sword, break it into pieces, and reassemble the broken sword, I will take him away today. I will see who is brave enough to stop me!
As long as the spiritual pressure is enough, etc., it is very simple to operate, and it is just a matter of imagination.
However, compared to swinging a sword in the air, releasing sword energy with bare hands is more handsome!
This requires cultivating Haoran's sword energy.
This is much more difficult...
Chen Yanjun looked up and saw that it was getting late and Murong Ye still hadn't come.
Forget it, put your sword away and go home, and practice sword practice again tomorrow!
At some point, a dark figure sat cross-legged on the moss boulder and suddenly said:
"Junior Brother Chen's sword energy is extremely wonderful!"
"who!"
Chen Yanjun looked up.
The black figure slowly stood up, holding the sword in one hand, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword at any time.
"My name is Fang Haiping, and I am a disciple of the martial arts academy. It is useless to learn swordsmanship alone. You need to have an opponent to learn quickly. I am here to compete with Junior Brother Chen to learn a few moves."
Chen Yanjun changed his angle, and with the help of the last remaining light, he could see the man's appearance clearly.
This person...he has seen it before!
The theory and surgery courses at Danlin Academy, the spirit-controlling course at Qingwuyuan, and the course at Maple Cloud Valley this morning... this person is in all the classes!
The appearance looks ordinary, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither beautiful nor ugly... It is because the appearance is so ordinary that even Chen Yanjun didn't notice it when he appeared in three classes in a row.
This time I saw you again, I suddenly woke up!
Because this person is not a disciple of Danlin Academy, and the original owner does not recognize him in his memory...
This means that this person has probably been staring at him these past few days.
Sure enough, someone still wanted to kill him!
This guy followed him for several days and finally found an opportunity for him to be alone.
Chen Yanjun looked around and saw that there was no one nearby and the sky was getting dark.
This is the back mountain of the Martial Academy. Even if you hear the sound of fighting, you can think of it as a sparring match...
It's really a good place to kill people.
Chen Yanjun looked at this man again. He was at the eighth level of cultivation, but judging from the aura with which he held the sword, it seemed that he was more than the eighth level.
The more ordinary his figure and appearance are, the more terrifying he looks at this moment.
This person is invincible!
Chen Yanjun secretly took out the tiger talisman of the Prison Suppression Department, forced blood from his palm to seep into the talisman, and then put it into his arms.
Although he is reluctant to join the job, he still hopes that the Prison Control Department will really send people nearby to rescue him.
Next, we can only try to escape.
He tried to stay calm, not screaming or yelling, nor showing any signs of panic.
"The sun is going down soon. That's it for today's sword practice. I'll spar with Senior Brother Fang tomorrow."
Fang Haiping jumped off the boulder, walked slowly over, and laughed loudly:
"Speaking of which, I was also on Qingwuyuan yesterday, but my memory was missing. Someone must have done something terrible, and only the leader of Qinghongzi would erase everyone's soul memories... Let me guess, is it right?
Junior Brother Chen solved that poem?"
You, an eighth-level martial artist, actually know that your memory has been erased.
This person is obviously not simple, and he is well prepared!
Chen Yanjun casually walked down the mountain and said with a smile:
"Well, it's an ordinary poem. It was only discovered because it was hidden in public by the thief. The leader of Qinghongzi also decided to erase the matter because he was afraid of ruining the reputation of the Shu Dao Academy."
Fang Haiping didn't have any expression on his face, but he followed slowly.
"Can you tell me how you wrote the poem? I'm very strict."
Chen Yanjun continued to go down the mountain, but suddenly this man jumped over and blocked his way.
"My memory has also been erased. I only know that I deciphered the poem, but I don't know the specific verses. Senior brother, you should ask Qing Hongzi Daoshou."
Saying this, Chen Yanjun changed direction and walked in another direction.
Fang Haiping followed again.
"I think you know."
Chen Yanjun shook his head, cupped his fists and said:
"Brother, why do you think it has nothing to do with Chen? I have something else to do, so I'm leaving."
Having said that, he did not choose another way to escape, but moved his body and jumped to the top of the sword bamboo.
brush--
Fang Haiping drew his sword decisively, and a sword energy rushed straight to the top of the bamboo and caught up with the back of Chen Yanjun's head.
Chen Yanjun had already had a premonition of a cold arrow from behind, stepped on the bamboo joint in advance, and dodged back to the valley.
We are three feet away from Fang Haiping!
Chen Yanjun suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:
"save--"
As soon as he uttered the word "rescue", he was suddenly washed away by the sound of a sword whistling and turned into a breeze blowing through bamboos.
It seemed that the other party was determined to kill someone, so he had no choice but to delay and wait for the Prison Department to rescue him.
The movement and sword energy just now were no different from sparring, and the assistant teacher at the martial arts academy might not care.
Moreover, this person probably did not come alone, but had helpers watching him from outside the valley.
It was getting late, and Fang Haiping's face could no longer be seen clearly at this moment. He stood alone in the bamboo forest, like a dark human figure with murderous aura.
Chen Yanjun calmed down.
"Senior brother, what do you mean?"
Fang Haiping said calmly:
"I have been observing Junior Brother Chen for several days. You must have had some adventure or hidden a magical weapon in your body to have these unusual talents... I have a hunch that you are likely to become a scourge of the Tang Dynasty, which is convenient for someone.
We are here to eliminate harm for the people in advance.”
After saying that, another sword struck through the air.
The sword energy roared in, extremely fast.
Chen Yanjun expected the enemy to be the first to attack him, so he only managed to escape with a distance of three feet.
There was a cut in the school uniform on his right arm.
"With eighth-level cultivation, you can't kill me!"
Chen Yanjun said calmly.
He was worried that this son was hiding his cultivation. The sword energy just now was much faster than the madam's sword energy.
"I feel that Senior Brother Fang doesn't want to eliminate harm for the people. He probably has other ideas... Speaking of which, do you want to know that poem? I still remember the first sentence."
Fang Haiping asked coldly:
"Tell me about it."
"Wait until autumn comes——"
As soon as Chen Yanjun chanted four words, he heard Fang Haiping say:
"Don't stay!"
Then his figure flashed, and a sword struck him.
Chen Yanjun hurriedly retreated, thinking that this person might be related to Huang Chao.
An idea struck!
"etc--"
"Actually, there is more than one hidden poem, and there is also a more powerful one."
Fang Haiping stopped his pursuit and asked coldly:
"One more poem?"
"Senior Brother Fang, please listen to my chant: The west wind is blowing all over the courtyard, the core is cold, the fragrance is cold, and the butterflies are hard to come. If I were the Qing Emperor in another year, I would repay the peach blossoms."
Chen Yanjun recited another poem by Huang Chao, the name of which was also related to chrysanthemum, but he forgot the details.
Fang Haiping was stunned for a moment, obviously hesitating.
"If I were the Qing Emperor in another year...do you...do you have any other name besides Chen Yanjun?"
Chen Yanjun heard it, and the meaning of this sentence was to ask him if he had any other identity!
Is this guy really related to Huang Chao?
You must know that Huang Chao is not a great poet. He only left a few poems. No one in the Xianwu Tang Dynasty knows these poems. It is even unclear whether they have been created or not.
Could it be that Huang Chao often compares himself to the Qing Emperor?
Did this make Fang Haiping hesitate?
Thinking of this, Chen Yanjun tentatively shouted in a low voice:
"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of earth!"
Fang Haiping:
"..."
Chen Yanjun whispered again:
"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of earth!"
Seeing that the other party still didn't respond, but his movements were obviously hesitant, Chen Yanjun's voice turned cold and he said:
"Since you can't match the code, you have no right to bother me."
Fang Haiping's voice suddenly calmed down.
"Junior brother Chen and I are going to meet someone."
Chen Yanjun remained calm, but felt a little relieved in his heart.
Now, he has an opportunity to go deep into the enemy's lair, lead the prison officer to attack Huanglong, and kill all the enemies in one fell swoop.
He may make great achievements and receive various awards and fame.
But it's also possible: I'll die.
Obviously, the other party couldn't tell whether the password was true or false, so he took it to the senior management.
Once he is seen through by the opponent's high-level experts, there is no such secret signal, and at this moment, the people from the Prison Suppression Department have not arrived, or the people who come are not strong enough. What awaits him is death!
Thinking like this, Chen Yanjun remained calm.
"Who are you seeing? Where is that person?"
Fang Haiping only said:
“You’ll find out when you get there.”
Chen Yanjun shook his head.
"If I don't get the code, it's impossible for me to follow you. What if you take me to the Prison Suppression Department?"
Fang Haiping's breath suddenly turned cold and he only said:
"If I don't kill you, I have to take you away. I'll offend you."
Chen Yanjun thought to himself, a king of heaven overpowers a tiger on earth, turning the opponent's desire to kill into a desire to arrest someone.
In this way, he succeeded in delaying time until the bad guys from the Prison Suppression Department had a greater chance of rescuing him.
With his ability, he can at least hold on for a while against an eighth-grade martial artist.
"Take me away by force, and you will die as well."
Fang Haiping was no longer threatened by his words, so he drew his sword and released his sword energy.
"Spiral Sword Qi, Suo!"
In an instant, a spiral sword energy rolled toward Chen Yanjun's body from all directions.
The sword energy brought up the bamboo leaves, forming a roaring sword-pressed tornado.
Chen Yanjun was calm and calm.
To deal with the monks who are one level higher, his only way of fighting right now is: resonance.
Listen to the sword energy.
The five spirits are united into one, which is intended to be the spirit pressure gas state.
Compress the Dantian and stretch the spiritual pressure to the limit.
Use the energy to drive the five spirits and swing out a sword!
Only a sharp roar was heard.
Whoosh——
A crack suddenly appeared on the side of the spiral sword energy.
It was obviously just a small opening, but a shock of spiritual pressure spread rapidly.
Not only did it spread to the entire spiral sword energy, it also spread along the direction of the sword energy to Fang Haiping's Dantian.
Fang Haiping was so frightened that he quickly avoided it.
After avoiding it, I discovered that this oscillating spiritual pressure was very weak.
"I overestimated Junior Brother Chen!"
Although Chen Yanjun's resonance did not completely destroy the spiral sword energy, it caused waves in the tornado sword energy, causing the gap to expand rapidly.
He took the opportunity to escape and quickly ran down the mountain.
This sword gave Chen Yanjun a chance to breathe for ten breaths.
Fang Haiping reacted and quickly caught up.
He turned over and jumped, and a sword came down from Chen Yanjun's head.
At the same time, he used the eighth level spiritual pressure to draw out a palm and hide it behind his back.
Both of them are martial artists with excellent body skills.
Fang Haiping's sword was very fast, and he jumped from top to bottom to occupy the favorable terrain.
If Chen Yanjun dodges easily, he will easily be hit by a chasing palm.
Immediately, he filled up his spiritual pressure, attached the sword with gold spiritual power, and pushed away the stabbing sword with one strike.
The opponent's palm fell.
Chen Yanjun had expected it, and without flinching, he smacked him in the face.
Bang--
With this palm, Chen Yanjun's spiritual pressure instantly increased nearly ten times, and with added strength, it was not much worse than the eighth level.
With just one palm, the opponent was knocked up to the top of the bamboo.
Fang Hai is as flat as the wind stepping on bamboo, as light as nothing.
"Junior Brother Chen's resonance is amazing, but it's a pity that I saw through it...Junior Brother Chen really only has a ninth-level cultivation, so I feel relieved."
Chen Yanjun's palm burst out blood so hard that he quickly swallowed the Junling Pill to restore his energy and blood.
Fang Haiping directly filled up his spiritual pressure and jumped down again.
This time, he didn't make any preparatory movements, and it couldn't be seen whether it was a sword, a palm, or a fist or a kick.
Chen Yanjun thought to himself that after this guy determined that he was only at the ninth level, he might have thought that there was no such a weak insider, so he decided to kill someone.
He could only run away.
However, the opponent's speed and strength were obviously sharper, and he suddenly became much more passive.
He had no choice but to retreat continuously, using his snakeskin positioning and anticipating the enemy to barely dodge, but he was unable to completely escape and could only spin in one place.
Just then——
The opponent suddenly slapped his palm horizontally, blowing out an extremely strange gust of wind and knocking him to the ground.
Chen Yanjun was dumbfounded.
It is impossible for an eighth-level martial artist to make such a big noise with just his hands. Instead, it seems like...
Fang Haiping didn't hesitate at all, and then the sword came down and stabbed Chen Yanjun in the lower abdomen!
Chen Yanjun instinctively raised his hand and grabbed the blade.
Blood dripped down the blade...
Transform the energy and make the joints and sword body clank.
The gold-type Yuling spirit forcefully penetrated into the sword body in the form of blood.
When the spiritual pressure was full, the sword suddenly shook, and a resonance was transmitted into Fang Haiping's body.
The resonance of this move instantly caused the opponent's subsequent palm to hang in mid-air!
Fang Haiping had dodged Chen Yanjun's resonance sword before, thinking that the power was very weak...
Chen Yanjun did not miss the opportunity for the opponent to freeze for a moment. He held the sword in his right hand and used gold spiritual pressure to draw the sword to full sharpness.
The distance was too close to stab the opponent's Dantian, so he turned his sword sideways and struck Fang Haiping in the neck.
brush--
Fang Haiping’s head fell to the ground!
Just touch the neck and your head falls off?
Chen Yanjun turned around and saw that Fang Haiping's rolling head turned into rotten flesh and dust as soon as it hit the ground.
Looking back, in the dim light and shadow, Fang Haiping's headless body gradually twisted and squirmed, wings more than ten feet wide stretched out from his back, and his body and limbs turned into a huge leopard body...
——It’s actually a headless Gu!
Shocked, but too late to be shocked, Chen Yanjun followed up with a sword and stabbed Gu Biao's abdomen.
As a result, his sword with all his strength did not even break the skin of Gu Biao's softest belly...
Gu Bie burst out with seventh-level spiritual pressure in an instant!
Fang Haiping's sword fell to the side, and Gu Li raised his sharp claws and stabbed Chen Yanjun's Dantian.
History repeats itself...
Chen Yanjun never expected that he would die at the hands of the mobs he had fought off when he first traveled through time.
He can't die!
Right now, he could barely block a claw with his sword, but his entire waist might be cut off by the sword.
Even if Pingjian blocks this claw, the other claw will soon follow!
If he can't take the opportunity to counterattack Gu Bie and just defend himself, he will definitely die.
If he gets a claw in his pubic area, he may not die.
But if he could take the opportunity to control the natal sword from the air, insert it into Gu Sui's empty neck, and insert the sword into his body, it would be a different situation.
With this thought, Chen Yanjun simply gave up his defense, raised his hand and threw his natal sword.
He wielded his sword in the air, raised his sword, and then dropped it, directly thrusting into Gu Bukong's neck!
Suddenly, a gust of evening wind blew by...
"Um?"
His fallen sword hung in the air with a clank.
At the same time, the Gu Withered Leopard Claw, which was supposed to pierce his lower abdomen in advance, hung in the air, making a crisp sound that was close to collapse...
The sword energy floats in the evening wind.
I heard a clear female voice mixed with the aroma of bad wine, lingering in the bamboo forest.
"If you do this, I will lose an important exotic beast specimen at the same time... and a handsome brother-in-law."
Chen Yanjun raised his eyes and looked up.
A tall, handsome female figure raised her hand to grasp the hilt of the sword that was falling towards Gu Sui's neck.
Those bright eyes, as clear as the light of a sword and as chaotic as the rippling water of wine, seemed to be able to shine in the night.
"Why don't you come a little later and let your brother-in-law show how to kill the Gu wither with residual blood?"
As soon as the words fell——
Boom!
Knowing that he was no match for Murong Ye, Gu Biao blew himself up on the spot.
However, it was wrapped in the middle and crushed into a ball of flesh and blood by the sword energy coming from all directions.
Later, he was included in the space bag by Murong Ye.
Chen Yanjun only saw the Gu wither explode, but did not hear the explosion sound, indicating that the air vibration was suppressed by the sword energy.
He raised his hand and wiped his face, but there was no blood stain at all.
This woman is 100 million strong...
Another shocking question is that Gu Wither is actually related to Huang Chao!
Is Fang Haiping possessed by Gu Wither, or is he the original self of Gu Wither?
Things gradually became a little more complicated.
Murong Ye put away the brocade bag, took off the wine flask from the hilt of the sword, and drank heavily to get rid of the fishy smell of the strange beast.
"You can successfully self-destruct in front of me. It seems that there is a top beast master in the Imperial Academy."
Chen Yanjun was speechless, what Versailles said...
He jumped up and suddenly asked suspiciously:
"You shouldn't have been here long ago, right?"
Murong Ye was slightly shocked. Since Chen Yanjun found out, she had no choice but to confess.
She is here, but she is sleeping on the bamboo branch.
"If you had just stayed away from the Gu before your transformation, we might have made great achievements."
"...You have indeed been here a long time ago!"
Chen Yanjun thought to himself, if he had known that Murong Ye was already here, he would not have cared about bravely entering the tiger's den.
"The Prison Control Division is less than ten miles away from the Imperial College. I think it will be difficult to arrive late."
Murong Ye added.
Looking at Chen Yanjun, he actually struggled with the seventh-grade Gu for half a quarter of an hour with the strength of the ninth grade. His physical skills are not much worse than hers back then!
Suddenly, she remembered what she said just now.
"What does it mean that the king of heaven covers the tiger of the earth...how should I follow the next sentence?"
Pagoda Town River Demon!
Chen Yanjun patted the bamboo leaves and dirt off his body.
The night was already dark, there were no stars in the bamboo forest, and it was so dark that I couldn't even see my fingers.
I couldn't see Murong Ye's face clearly, I could only smell the faint scent of wine.
"I was just making nonsense, trying to delay time, and you are the earth tiger."
Murong Ye was suddenly startled.
"How do you know I'm afraid of heights...I've never even mentioned it to Sister Yourong."
Can the earth tiger be understood as a tiger that dares not fly due to fear of heights...
No wonder this woman, being a bad handsome woman, only rides an ordinary white horse instead of a Pegasus.
Chen Yanjun hesitated and tried to understand:
"You drink fake wine every day, how can you not be afraid of heights?"
"That makes sense."
Murong Ye nodded, and suddenly patted Chen Yanjun on the shoulder in the dark night.
"Let's go, come with me to the Prison Suppression Department. Your self-protection ability is higher than I thought. You are ready to join the job."
In such a dark night, Chen Yanjun was shocked and a little scared when he was photographed.
Although he has not agreed to join the job, at the moment, he has shamelessly asked the Prison Department for help. He is too embarrassed to refuse anymore and only asks:
"Brother-in-law is asking you for the last time, are you sure you can keep me safe within one mile?"
Murong Ye shrugged, this man was great at everything, but he was too afraid of death.
"I'm not so sure. It may be more than this distance, or it may not be this distance. If Eunuch Qiu wants to kill you, there is nothing I can do."
After that, Murong Ye rode on his white horse and left the Sword and Bamboo Forest in the dark.
Actually riding a horse in the bamboo forest...
Chen Yanjun couldn't help but wonder, since there was a top beast master in the Imperial College, why not attack him directly?
Isn’t the Imperial College also safe?
Is Murong Ye really that strong?
He had a premonition that if he didn't investigate the matter of the strange beasts, he would live in danger forever!
What's more, now that his medical skills are at full level, his physical skills are at full level, and his spiritual skills are at full level... it's time to ask his sister-in-law for some advice on swordsmanship.
Thinking like this, he also summoned the white horse, and the horse followed him.
After leaving the main entrance of the Imperial College, Murong Ye suddenly remembered something.
"I just saw the traces of Qingwu's original ban. Did you decipher the hidden poem?"
"nature."
Chen Yanjun was speechless. This woman had indeed been here long ago, but she must have fallen asleep in the meantime.
He has obviously discussed this matter with Fang Haiping...
"Do you want to know who wrote the poem and what it is about?"
Unexpectedly, Murong Ye was not surprised by this, as if he had already guessed that Chen Yanjun could interpret poetry, and he did not care about the specific poems in the collection.
"I don't know anything about poetry. Go talk to Sizheng and remember to talk more about sacrifice and ask for more rewards!"