The sky was gloomy, and a rain was about to begin. The Qilin stone sculpture in front of Linji Temple could only barely cast a faint shadow on the ground.
After Li Changyuan and Prince Li Shi separated, they returned to the Xuanyuan Hall in Linjiguan.
Yang Chaoxi and Huang Shuo were talking outside the guest room next to the palace. Both of them had finished disguising themselves. They were wearing shabby brown robes, and their hands and faces were smeared with firewood ash. They looked like two honest and dull boys from a poor family.
.The two of them seemed to be ready to leave and go to Tongyuan Canal to investigate again.
When Yang Chaoxi saw that it was Li Changyuan who had returned, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Master, okay! I'm about to go out with Senior Brother Huang. I wonder if Master has any arrangements?"
Li Changyuan smiled kindly and said: "There will be heavy rain today, and the rivers will inevitably swell. There is no need to go to Tongyuan Canal. I just want to test your swordsmanship. Yu Lingzi, if you have nothing else to do, come with us!"
"
As soon as Yang Zhaoxi and Huang Shuo heard this, they immediately turned around and ran back to the guest room. After a while, all the firewood ash on their hands and faces had been washed away, except for the shabby brown robes that they had not changed into. Their eyes were burning, and their faces were full of hope.
He looked towards Li Changyuan and waited for his instructions.
"Let's go to the martial arts arena!" Li Changyuan smiled calmly.
After a few breaths, three people stood at the edge of the huge martial arts arena with the Tai Chi yin and yang fish pattern. Li Changyuan waved his hand, and a wooden sword flew up, and then fell towards Yang Chaoxi: "Xi'er, use the sword skills you have learned.
, do it all again!”
Yang Zhaoxi jumped up, his body as agile as a swimming fish, and caught the sword. As soon as his feet landed, the "Gongsun Sword Technique" that he had already mastered for a long time came out with a slash.
Five years ago, Gongsun Zhenren taught this set of swordsmanship to all Taoist temples in Luoyang. Now, there are not a thousand but eight hundred Taoist priests in the city who know this set of swordsmanship. I dare not say that they are extremely famous. They are simply women and children.
Everyone knows!
Li Changyuan has known Gongsun Zhenren for many years, so he naturally knows the essence of this sword technique. The complicated sword moves in his eyes at this time are no different from chopping melons and vegetables. What he wants to see is just the sword intention contained in the sword technique.
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Clumsy is the defense, use clumsiness to respond to skill! The curve is the offensive, use the curve to hit the straight! Softness is the setting, use softness to defeat the hard!
This is the general outline of "Gongsun Sword Art". When Gongsun Zhenren passed down the sword, he actually passed on these twenty-four words along with the sword art. However, there are very few people who really understand the general outline of sword art. Learning swordsmanship is easy
In this case, if you can't understand the meaning of the sword, no matter how similar the moves are, it will just be "imitating others and learning from Handan".
Yang Chaoxi used this set of swordsmanship, and it was quite satisfactory at first. It was completely in accordance with the teachings of Gongsun Zhenren. It was simple, curved, and soft, and the Dao rhythm was as clumsy as clumsy, as straight as curved, and as strong as soft.
As soon as it was revealed, it turned out that they were all looking at each other with open and closed sword moves; every sword swing was hearty and satisfying.
Even Huang Shuo, who was familiar with him, was also filled with excitement and shock beyond measure: This is the sword intention of Pei Min, Junior Brother Yang, who is most proud of!
After using up a set of "Gongsun Sword Techniques", Li Changyuan nodded slightly. Yang Zhaoxi did not stop, and used the sword moves of "Xin He Can Meng Sword" and "Lao Yan Fen Fei Sword" one after another. The sword moves revealed thoughts, nostalgia, sadness, and unwillingness.
, waiting for the sword in a panic, like a woman who has lost her husband:
I stand at the top of the building every day, staring at my eyes... The emotions are entangled, lingering and melancholy, and it is difficult to let go... The lingering dreams are hard to let go, they are both real and illusory, and the roots are broken... In the mist, there are expectations that will be broken, and in the determination, nine deaths are built
A heart that has no regrets. It makes people cry and think about it in silence!
Li Changyuan stood still for a long time, many past events flashed through his mind, and a touch of bitterness spread to his lips... Just like a man who had been practicing Taoism for many years and whose heart had long been calm, he couldn't help but be moved by it:
This sword intention... should not be Xi'er's sword intention, but the sword intention of the person who created this sword technique. However, Xi'er is just a young and hard-working person, why can he understand this sword intention so thoroughly?
What has he experienced again...
After Yang Zhaoxi finished using these two sets of sword techniques, he felt a sense of despair and hopelessness in his heart. However, the sword power shook his mind, causing many sad emotions, deeply buried memories, and debris to rise up and become confused.
With clear reason, he couldn't help but wipe the wooden sword in his hand towards his neck...
"Bang!" However, Huang Shuo saw that something was wrong, so he flew up and kicked the wooden sword out of Yang Chaoxi's hand. Then he looked at the confused master and apprentice in surprise, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together! To be affected by the sword to such an extent, these two masters and disciples are actually very affectionate people!
Yang Chaoxi woke up as if from a dream, recalling the act of killing himself with a sword just now, he wished he could find a pile of sand and plunge his whole head into it... This scene was so embarrassing!
Li Changyuan has also returned to his calm and elegant demeanor, as if the embarrassment is just for his disciples, and he is still unparalleled. Suddenly, a few chills spread on his neck. When he looked down, sparse raindrops were already falling on the stone slabs.
Open stripes.
Yang Chaoxi's eyes lit up: The rain fell just right, just in line with the sword intention of the next set of sword skills! So he did not hesitate, picked up the wooden sword again, and started swaying it on the martial arts field with the increasingly dense rain.
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The sword moves are extremely close, like a curtain of rain, and suddenly it is swaying, like the wind stirring up the rain, the drums and swords are swung, the sound is like thunder, and the sword is thrust out, as fast as thunder!
The brilliant sword intent changed from the self-pity and self-pity just now; the fierce murderous intention was revealed from the body of the frail young man! There was more of the determination of a strong man who would never turn back in the face of wind and water!
Li Changyuan had seen this set of swordsmanship before. It was the "Falling Rain Jingqiu Sword" created by Tong Chunxi, a son of Yuan Yi, in the year of Hua Xin. At that time, Tong Chunxi had not yet separated from Gongsun Xuan, and he always felt that everything was man-made.
Despite all difficulties, one must rely on one's own strength to break through the shackles and come together with the one he loves deeply. Therefore, there is still a spirit of hard work and vigor in swordsmanship.
Until later, I was disappointed every year and looked hard, but I couldn't find it everywhere! I followed Gongsun Xuantong's footsteps, became a Taoist, became a Taoist nun, and practiced Taoism... Although the obsession was still there in my heart, it was like a surging tide.
The affection that filled my heart was gradually sinking. Then there were such desolate sword techniques as "Xin He Can Meng Sword" and "Lao Yan Fen Fei Sword".
Yang Zhaoxi put away his sword and stood up, cupping his fists and saluting: "Master, I have finished all the sword techniques that I have practiced. Please teach me!"
Only then did Li Changyuan put back his wandering thoughts, with a look of approval on his face: "You have mastered Samadhi in your swordsmanship, and you have never failed the person who taught you swordsmanship. However, I see that your sword intention is mixed and impure. It seems that you have the intention of a sword and the intention of a spear."
, spear intention, whip intention, etc. are mixed into it. I guess you are greedy for doing more and have learned many different martial arts. You might as well show a few skills, so that you can teach students in accordance with their aptitude and prescribe the right medicine. "
Yang Chaoxi respectfully agreed, and from the wooden stand on the side, he successively took out weapons such as wooden knives, bamboo spears, bamboo spears, wooden halberds, long sticks, wooden whips, etc., and used the "Ye Zhan Ying Dao" that he had learned one after another.
The martial arts skills such as "Spiritual Snake Transformed into Dragon Spear", "Array-Breaking Snake Spear", "Fengxian Divine Halberd", "Thunder Strike Divine Whip" and other martial arts were wielded one after another. Naturally, the rules are strict and the tiger and tiger are powerful!
Another stick of incense passed by, Yang Zhaoxi put away all kinds of weapons, took only a wooden sword, and stood back in front of Li Changyuan: "Master, all the weapons of the disciple association have been used. I don't know what the master said about 'mixed and mixed'."
Pure', what exactly does it mean?"
Li Changyuan said sternly: "Fellow Taoist Gongsun once said, 'Everything is possible, but the pieces are sparse and seem to be endless, but in fact the work is in vain.' Although you are not so miserable, but once what you learn is complicated, your Taoist heart will inevitably
If you are disorganized, you will no longer be able to specialize in one field, let alone reach the top.
What my teacher said today, although it may be contrary to your ears, but I want to tell you: cultivating the Tao is like walking on the road. If you only like to look left and right and indulge in the scenery along the way, but cannot go straight forward and go straight to the end of the road, then even if you are the 'Chosen Son'
, achievements must be limited. Being a teacher is a lesson for you!"
Yang Chaoxi stared in astonishment: "Master...is also the 'Chosen One'?"
Li Changyuan nodded with a complex expression: "Otherwise, how can I be sure that you are the 'Chosen Son' based only on some hexagram deductions? I have been a teacher for half my life. Although I am devoted to the Tao, my Taoist heart is not firm, and the world of mortals obscures my eyes. I can't
I specialize in one method. That’s why I have only now achieved a small level of cultivation in refining qi and transforming spirit into reality. I am afraid that even in this lifetime, it will be difficult for me to enter the state of ‘refining spirit into emptiness’.”
If Yang Chaoxi realized something: It is extremely rare for an ordinary master to be willing to impart his unique knowledge and experience to others. However, his own master was willing to tell his own shortcomings and lessons frankly to prevent his disciples from making the same mistakes again. In this way, he protected him with fists and fists.
Heart, how can it not be touching?
Li Changyuan's desolate look just now disappeared in a flash. At this time, he took a bamboo sword from the wooden stand and turned back slowly: "Xi'er, if you are a teacher and only accuses your disciples of their mistakes, you are a mediocre teacher.
.So today, my master will teach you this set of 'Wuwei Sword Technique'. You must pay attention carefully!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changyuan jumped up and landed in the martial arts arena. Using an unheard of sword technique, he broke through the rain and stabbed out!
"Wuwei Sword Technique" is named after "Wuwei". All the sword moves are immediately withdrawn at the first touch. It seems that he cherishes his own strength very much and is never willing to take advantage of convenience and fight endlessly.
Yang Chaoxi only saw his master Li Changyuan, strolling leisurely in the courtyard, carelessly stabbing out a bamboo sword with just the tip of the sword. The move was simple and simple, after a few stabs, he swung his sword to block.
The shape is like a rootless duckweed, erratic and erratic. It actually has a bit of a "free and easy wind" charm, but it is a completely different movement method.
Huang Shuo was beside him, confused, and stammered: "Ah... this is also called swordsmanship? It's not just inaction, it's simply sending death..."
Yang Chaoxi's mind felt like it was struck by lightning! It was as if the deep night was split open by a beam of light. From the master's sword technique, he felt an unprecedented sword intent!
This sword intention has no self, no merit, and no name! It seems that the sword is not used to kill, but only to frighten, and the sword is sheathed not to defeat the enemy, but to stop the attack.
The sword's middle level is upright and awe-inspiring, blended into this gentle and indifferent sword intention, which makes people admire it without any hint of arrogance.