Chapter 65 The Oath (Thanks for finally having time)
Chapter 65 Oath (Thanks for finally having time)
Author: You have the final say
Chapter 65 Oath (Thanks for finally having time)
After hearing Zhuo Lingfeng's truth, Feng Qingyang stared at him for a moment, smiled slightly, and said: "The founder of the Quanzhen Sect is the Chongyang Master. Your master's Taoist name is Fuyangzi. Do you think the Quanzhen Sect has the word 'Fu'?"
Can anyone carry it?"
Zhuo Lingfeng thought of his knowledge of his master and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He scratched his head and said: "My master's Taoist name is majestic, but I thought it was given to him by my master, so he might have high expectations for him."
deep.
When he taught martial arts, he said that he did not know advanced martial arts. When he taught me moves, he couldn't beat me anymore, so I thought his martial arts was average."
Feng Qingyang glanced at him and suddenly asked: "He concealed his skills in front of you and didn't tell the real thing. Can't you understand the reason?"
Zhuo Lingfeng pondered for a moment and said: "I think you are trying to hide your skills to let me down, and you don't want to break my spirit.
As for not teaching the fundamental method, it must be because I have not passed the test he has put on me. If my mind is not right, I should not have attained the great truth!"
Feng Qingyang squinted at the sun and said softly: "Yes, Chongyang Master first studied literature and then practiced martial arts, and then became Taoist. The Quanzhen Sect also advocates the "unity of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism."
Your master has inherited the Quanzhen teachings, and his purpose is to preserve the truth of Lao and Zhuang, and to benefit others at the expense of oneself. And the character of the person who practices martial arts is the most important thing!"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and said in a very solemn voice: "Besides, the most powerful thing in the world is not martial arts, but conspiracy and traps.
If you fall into a trap cleverly arranged by others, no matter how good your martial arts are, it will be completely useless.
The ten elders of the demon sect you just mentioned, as well as myself, were not all tricked by others. They became withered bones in the cave, and I myself am still alive and dead!"
Zhuo Lingfeng saw that his tone was bitter and his expression was even more indignant. He obviously remembered what happened back then and said: "Senior was able to endure the Qi Benders back then. It is really unexpected. They have ruined your life. With your swordsmanship,
, even though Qi Zong defeated Jian Zong at that time, his vitality was severely damaged. How could you bear this bad breath?
Although you are from the same sect, they do not regard you as their sect..."
At this point, he couldn't go on. Feng Qingyang glanced at him and asked solemnly: "What do you want to say, why don't you pick the airbender with one sword? If he can do the first grade of junior high school, I can do the fifteenth grade?"
Zhuo Lingfeng met his gaze and nodded: "Yes!"
A trace of surprise flashed between Feng Qingyang's brows, and he laughed and said: "No wonder Fu Yangzi doesn't dare to teach you martial arts skills easily with your qualifications! This is for fear that one day you will suffer a loss and let the world become a river of blood.
ah!"
Zhuo Lingfeng now also realized why the master said that he could not teach Quanzhen the secret art. When he came down the mountain, he said emphatically, "What is repaying a favor!"
All of these are based on observing one's own xinxing.
The two were silent for a while, and then Feng Qingyang said again: "Your famous saying has been kept on the lips of that girl Yue. In the past six months, my ears have almost become calluses after listening to it, and that boy Linghu has been even more attracted by your name."
I am so distracted that I have no intention of practicing swordsmanship, but I have no interest in it, haha..."
Zhuo Lingfeng couldn't help but be startled.
Feng Qingyang's laughter subsided and he sighed again: "Actually, what you said is right. Back then, I was deceived by the Qi Sect. Many of my fellow disciples were slaughtered. Only the 'Qing' generation of the Jian Sect was left.
I am alone, can I let go of this matter?
After I rushed back from the south of the Yangtze River, I wanted to kill all the Huashan Qi Sects with one man and one sword!"
Zhuo Lingfeng couldn't help but clicked his tongue, my dear, the Huashan Sect was almost expelled?
Feng Qingyang continued: "But when I arrived at Huashan, I saw that there were only two airbenders left. Although their ideas were different, they were all my fellow disciples. I couldn't help but think to myself: If I destroy the airbenders,
The Huashan lineage really ends here. How can I live up to the ancestors of all generations?
With this consideration in my mind, I thought about it over and over again, and finally suppressed my poisonous thoughts, and made a solemn vow: I will never take serious action with anyone again as long as I live.
I just tried your skills just now because I thought that since my old friend’s disciples are here, I would also like to see how capable you are and how you can turn the Songshan Sect into disgrace!”
Zhuo Lingfeng was surprised and said: "You bound your hands and feet with a heavy oath, all for the Huashan Sect?"
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly and said: "Others only think that I, Feng Qingyang, am so ashamed that I commit suicide in anger.
But what kind of person am I, Feng Qingyang? If I had not retreated from the world and used poisonous oaths to trap myself. If I were in the world, it would be hard to give up my desire to win. I know that my temperament is very extreme. If one day
Once it flourishes and the three-foot green sword is out of its sheath, the Huashan Sect will have long since vanished into thin air!"
Zhuo Lingfeng stared at him and saw that his face was plain, neither happy nor sad. However, he could not hide the depressed look on his face. He couldn't help but think: "Master often said that appearance comes from the heart. On the surface, he looked
I don’t feel sad outside, but the depressed look has long been on my face, which shows that I am still very sad inside.”
After a moment of silence, he sighed: "This is really sad news."
He just came to fight Feng Qingyang. He didn't expect that he had sworn an oath not to fight anyone, so how could he let people break his oath?
Just as he was thinking to himself, Feng Qingyang twirled his beard and said with a smile: "Do you want to challenge me so that you can learn my Dugu Nine Swords?"
Zhuo Lingfeng was dumbfounded and waved his hands hurriedly: "Senior is discussing friendship with his peers. No matter how arrogant this junior is, how can he dare to say the word 'learn from others'?
It’s just that this junior also got the martial arts inheritance of Dugu Daxia from the Condor Heroes. I’m lucky enough to meet my seniors today, so I naturally want to ask my seniors for some advice!”
Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I'll listen to what you tell me about the martial arts inheritance of the Condor Heroes!"
Zhuo Lingfeng also knew that for real masters, as long as the essential points are explained without demonstration, they will understand the use of force. Then he said: "Daxia Yang once practiced with the black iron heavy sword in the mountain torrent waterfall."
With the sword, I only used the basic moves of swordsmanship such as striking, stabbing, swinging, and raking, and I also understood the principles of swordsmanship on how to thrust forward, counterattack, slice horizontally, and chop backwards.
At that time, he struck out with his sword, and his strength was as strong as a wave. He knew that this was the end of his sword skills, and there was no need to practice anymore. In the future, as his internal strength grew, the sword he used would become lighter, and he finally made the wooden sword as powerful as a sword.
When it comes to using the epee, one's skill gradually increases from shallow to deep, and it all depends on one's own cultivation. As for swordsmanship, it only reaches its limit here."
Feng Qingyang listened quietly and said with a smile: "Yang Daxia's swordsmanship is based on 'powerful and dignified', and most of the swordsmanship in the world is based on 'quick and elegant', and so is the Dugu Nine Swordsmanship.
Both of these are the correct paths of martial arts."
He stared at Zhuo Lingfeng for a while, then smiled again: "Did you know that the reason why we have two sword qi sects in Huashan is because one looks down on the other.
They both feel that they are right and the other is wrong, but little do they know that no matter which one they master, they are both the highest attainments in martial arts.
Some people are not suitable for practicing internal strength, so they have to focus on "quick and erratic" and seek lightness and speed. Some people are naturally suitable for practicing internal strength. The more elaborate the tricks, the less they can remember them, so they can only focus on "vigorous and dignified".
Let’s get started, and we’ll conquer ten levels with one force!
Obviously they are two righteous paths in martial arts, but in the eyes of our Huashan sect, they are close to the devil's path.
Because the meaning of this sentence is that both are lord, which means that neither is lord.
As the saying goes, "Gang Ju Muzhang", what is the Gang and what is the purpose must be clearly distinguished.
If I had said this thirty years ago, even I would have to fall for the sword, and the Qi Sect would not tolerate it!"
He said that he was very happy and disappointed.
Zhuo Lingfeng couldn't help but think: The Huashan Sect back then was really difficult to get along with.
You say swordsmanship is important, the airbender wants to fuck you!
If you say internal strength is important, Jian Zong wants to kill you!
It is said that both are the right paths of martial arts, and both Sword and Qi sects will try to get you.
If you want to survive, even with Feng Qingyang's ability, you have to stand in line.
Yue Su and Cai Zifeng are so destructive!
While lost in thought, Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Are you secretly scolding me that all the people in the Huashan Sect are idiots?"
Zhuo Lingfeng's face turned red, and he felt that what he was saying was very bold.
Thinking that he was talking to his master as his equal, he was no different from his own elders. He couldn't hold back for a moment, hesitantly, and talked about Yue Su. Cai Zifeng secretly recorded the "Sunflower Collection". In fact, it was because of personal suspicion that the other party had concealed all the changes.
This laid the foundation for the split of the Huashan sect.
The first sentence of "If you want to practice magical skills, you must first surrender to the palace" is also said.
Feng Qingyang listened to what he said and said leisurely: "The Sunflower Book is at its peak. Hehe, if you want to practice magical skills, you must first leave the palace. It's a bit interesting."
As he spoke, he dodged and entered the cave. When he came out again, he had a Huashan sect long sword in his hand. He held the sword across his chest and said: "Although I have sworn not to fight with others, I will spar with my old friend's disciples."
, it’s not considered a violation of the oath, just take action!” As he spoke, the light burst out from his cloudy eyes, which showed that his internal strength had reached the advanced stage of returning to his original nature.
Zhuo Lingfeng didn't show any pretense, he slowly rolled up his gown, looked at each other attentively, and suddenly held the bottom of the scabbard with his left hand.
"Qiang!"
The long sword suddenly popped out of the sheath behind him, and the silver light was dazzling. Zhuo Lingfeng bounced up, grabbed the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "It's a violation!" With a flick of his wrist, a cold light was like thunder, like a startling rainbow, straight away.
The wind blows and clears the chest.
Feng Qingyang saw that his clothes were fluttering under the shock of his sword power, he cheered, and the sword in his hand shook.
There was a "whoosh" sound, and the silver light printed on the sun, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, it came first and bit his wrist.