At the foot of Wancheng Huashan Mountain, there are thousands of rocks in Hanzhong. Although the spiritual residence is dense, it is mysterious when you look at it carefully.
The sun and moon stand high in the palm of my hand, and the gods look up to the strong wind. The peaks are precarious, and the chariot is majestic.
I appreciate the things I know and praise them, and I inscribe honors to show my sincerity. I will accompany you to inspect the jade, and I will be successful here.
——"Fenghe Holy System Passing by Huashan" Zhang Jiuling
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Bai Fu gathered his sword and condensed it. The sword was like lightning, and all the forces were unified. The sword tip glowed brightly, and the power of the Yong Cauldron spurted out.
"Poof"! The sound was deep and muffled. The swords clashed, and a huge force came from the Xuantie thick-backed sword. Bai Fu took five or six steps back before he could barely stand still holding the spring. The tiger's mouth burst, his face was like gold paper, and there was a mouthful of blood.
Unable to hold it back, it surged up in his throat again and slowly seeped out from the corners of his mouth. With just one move, he was at a disadvantage. Li Xuexuan was in a hurry, with concerned eyes.
Bai Fu feels quite good. In yesterday's battle, his internal organs were damaged and his muscles were torn. But he returned to normal overnight. Not only was he not damaged, but he became stronger and tougher.
Just now, it felt as if all the internal organs were turned over. It was obvious that the internal organs were damaged again, but they were able to recover quickly with every breath and breath after taking a few steps back. The self-healing ability is so miraculous, if you hadn't witnessed it yourself,
I really can't believe it.
It's just that this black iron thick-backed sword is too overbearing. Although the sword light formed by Yong Ding's true energy is indestructible, it collided with the black iron thick-backed sword without any damage to the blade.
Bai Fu wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled, pointed his sword at the Taoist in green shirt, and shouted: "Come again!"
The Taoist in green shirt stood with his sword horizontally and said with a smile: "The move just now is called "Qiantang Triple Layer". It was created by me when I was watching the tide in Qiantang River. There are three moves in total, one wave is higher than the other. You are pretty good, you can see through it.
With this sword, you can only have a chance to save your life if you use attack to attack and fight to the death. If you don't have the courage and just dodge, you will be killed by my sword in less than three moves."
"Let's try the second knife. This set of knife techniques was created based on the artistic conception of Huashan Mountain. I imagined giant spirits splitting mountains and moving seas, carving mountain shapes with uncanny craftsmanship, and polishing Huashan Mountain into what it is today.
Based on this, I created the "Eight Techniques of Huashan", each with three swords, for a total of twenty-four swords. The swordsmanship was dangerous, strange, and unparalleled. No fewer than a hundred swordsmen died under this set of swordsmanship.
Therefore, people in the world call this move 'Demon Sealing'!" After the Taoist in Qingshan finished speaking, he quickly struck out with his sword.
‘Sealing Demon Slash’ is like a crazy demon, with sword skills unfolding, lightning and thunder. It is like a giant spirit possessing it, slashing with axes and cutting with knives.
With a move of "Blue Dragon in the Sky", the blade rolled forward, like a hanging dragon, with a thin blade and a ridge. The blade passed by his ear, causing Li Xuexuan to break into a cold sweat.
Another move, "Lotus Peak", cuts masculinely and straight, cuts steeply and towering, and the changes are natural. The blade of the black iron thick-backed knife is rolled up once, slashed diagonally twice, and sawed three times, like a giant spirit chiseling a mountain, cutting with a knife.
Sawing and cutting, cutting stones into peaks, cutting out cliffs thousands of feet long, and suddenly lotus flowers appeared.
This sword is really like Li Bai's poem: "The three peaks are standing as if they are about to be destroyed, the green cliffs and the alchemy valley are high. The white emperor's gold essence transports vitality, and the stone is made of lotus and the clouds are used as the platform."
The next "Huashan Head of State" is a set of sword techniques, three techniques are used at the same time, and nine swords are fired in succession.
The sword technique unfolds, and the vastness rises and falls, like the Yellow River and the Wei River, like silk and strands, and the desert plains and plains, like silk and cotton. The person holding the knife feels like he is in the heaven, like walking on floating clouds, and he rises to kill. The last move is made, refreshing and dripping, and he feels the heaven.
So close, you can pick the stars. The earth is vast, and our Lord rises and falls.
Kou Zhun, a famous prime minister in later generations, wrote a popular poem: "Only the sky is above, and there are no mountains to align with it. The sun is approaching when you raise your head, and the white clouds are low when you bow your head." This poem is quite similar to the feelings of Qingshan Taoist at this time.
"Dang, dang, dang!" The sound of swords clashing continued. Bai Fu blocked the overwhelming blows of the "Huashan Head of State" nine times in a row. He was killed with sweat all over his body and covered with bloodstains.
The two separated quickly.
The Taoist in green shirt stood with his sword across his body, as if a god had come to him. He was so satisfied, he stroked his sword and laughed, saying to himself: "I haven't felt this happy for a long time. How many years has it been since this set of sword skills was used? Ten years or twenty
Year? The last time, who was killed? The Turkic warrior or the Tubo Buddhist monk? It should have been the Buddhist monk. On the fifth sword, I chopped a pair of his copper cymbals into pieces."
Bai Fu took the opportunity to adjust his breathing secretly.
The Taoist in green shirt turned to look at Bai Fu, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he nodded in approval: "Boy, you can withstand my 'Eight Techniques of Huashan' without dying. It's very rare."
He sighed and said: "The Exalted Immortal said it well: 'I raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and we meet the shadows as three people. The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadows follow me'. You don't know how lonely I am, and I really can't bear to let you die so soon."
.But for the next sword technique, you have to be very alert. With this set of sword techniques, no one has ever survived."
He pondered for a moment, as if he was recalling this set of sword skills, and as if reminiscing about the past, he slowly said: "In the battle of Baijiangkou, Baekje, Ingui met Japanese soldiers at the mouth of Baekjiang. He won four battles and burned his boat four times.
Hundreds of ships, smoke and flames rose to the sky, the sea water was red, the thieves were defeated, and the king of Baekje helped Yufeng escape. After the battle, under the orders of General Xue Rengui, I entered Goguryeo and Japan alone, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate the top master of Baekje.
Ghost room Fukunobu and the exiled king Fu Yufeng.
After the mission was completed, I returned home from Fuso and encountered a hurricane at sea. The storm was so powerful that dark clouds covered the sun, and the day turned into night in an instant. Our ship was rocking and bumping violently in the water, and even the faces of the old sailors were shocked.
Full of panic. The sailors first cut off the foremast. Later, the mainmast also lost control in the wind and waves. So they had to cut off the mainmast. Only the empty deck on the bow was left. Huge waves came with the wind, overwhelming mountains and seas.
.First we threw our boat on the top of the wave, then dropped it from a height of tens of feet, then threw it into the mid-air, and then dropped...Finally, a huge rolling wave like a mountain peak capsized from mid-air, knocking the boat over.
Beat it to pieces."
Although I am good at swimming, I am unable to struggle in the stormy waves. I cannot even float and breathe.
A huge wave came over me and buried me more than ten feet under the water. I held my breath for so long that my chest almost burst. I tried my best to come up. When I was almost to the surface, just as I was about to breathe, a huge wave came over and filled my mouth with water.
The sea water was salty and astringent, and then the huge waves swept me into the bottom of the sea.
Just when I sank to the bottom of the sea, slowly lost consciousness, and was on the verge of death, my heart and lungs exploded, and the true energy of my Dantian spread throughout my body. The pores in my body opened, and I was able to breathe in the water like a fish.
I hugged a huge boulder under the water and walked forward step by step. I don’t know how long I walked, but the storm subsided and I actually walked onto the beach...
This near-death experience led me to create this set of sword techniques called 'Hurricane Soul Destroyer'."
After the Taoist in Qingshan finished speaking, he felt desolate and lonely, as if he was the only one left in the world.
Bai Fu didn't dare to underestimate him. He was in the shape of a tiger and a crane, both offensive and defensive. He held the sword formula in his hand, arched his back, leaned his upper body slightly, pointed the sword point far away, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and the tiger was approaching the enemy, ready to pounce.