Volume 1 The Empire of the Morning Chapter 175: The fucking sword flying by the lake
Volume One: The Empire in the Morning, Chapter 175: The Sword Flying by the Lake
Chen Pipi sincerely praised: "This sentence is very good."
Ning Que shrugged and said, "I often say some beautiful words that I don't even expect."
The two looked at each other and then laughed.
The melodious music floating among the cliffs stopped at some point. Regarding the question of obsession and happiness in life, Ning Que got a temporary answer, and his mood was no longer as anxious and impetuous as in the past few days. He and Chen Pipi walked down the mountain side by side.
Go, I was thinking about whether I should go to sleep for a while. After returning to Forty-Seven Lane, I might take Sangsang to go shopping and relax. Unexpectedly, the dense forest beside the road shook, and two people walked out of it.
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Fortunately, two people appeared, so they could not be the eleventh senior brother who was the most helpless and painful. Unfortunately, these two people held Qin and Xiao in their arms, and the hospital uniforms were wide and large.
Two senior brothers, Beigong and Ximen of Yilu.
"Junior brother, yesterday I saw that you were not nodding frequently when listening to music, so I guessed that there must be something wrong with that Sanqu."
Ninth Senior Brother Beigong Weiyang's eyes were also bloodshot. He pulled Ning Que's sleeve enthusiastically and said, "Last night, Ximen and I stayed up all night to adjust the three consecutive bars in the Sanqu. We
I'm quite satisfied with it, but after all, it's a piece of music I made, and I can't count it if I'm deaf and deaf, so I still have to bother you to appreciate it."
The tenth senior brother Ximen Buhuo held the guqin and said sincerely: "Little junior brother, thank you for your hard work."
Chen Pipi looked at Ning Que sympathetically, thinking that you have just figured out the spiritual things, but all the chores around you are disturbing your mind. As the youngest person in the back of the academy, it is really painful to have sexual desire.
It makes people cry.
Ning Que was slightly startled. He looked at the two senior brothers with blazing eyes in front of him. He thought of the old man who was concentrating on studying by the cave. After a moment of silence, he smiled, clasped his hands and saluted, and said calmly: "Two senior brothers, please forgive me.
I can’t listen to music today.”
"What can you do if you don't listen to music? Are those guys pulling you to play chess and argue?" Bei Gong Weiyang rolled her sleeves and said displeasedly: "Junior brother, don't make things difficult for me. Senior brother will make the decision for you. Don't those guys know that you are
How precious is your time?”
Hearing this, Ning Que couldn't help but laugh, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Ninth, today I won't listen to music or play chess, and I won't go wandering around with Senior Brother Eleven. I just want to have a good sleep."
Beigong Weiyang's eyes widened and she asked in confusion: "Junior brother, why don't you listen to the music?"
Ning Que replied gently: "Because junior brother, I... don't like to hear it."
Bei Gong Weiyang was stunned, stroking the flute in her hand, and said distressedly: "No, I saw you were very happy listening to it the past few times."
Ning Que said with a smile: "That's to make the two senior brothers happy. In fact, I am not very happy myself."
Senior Brother Ximen Buhuo interjected in confusion: "Little Junior Brother, you keep nodding your head while listening to the music..."
Ning Que sighed and replied: "At that time, I was so sleepy that I wanted to sleep."
Chen Pipi watched him talking to the two senior brothers and couldn't help being a little dumbfounded. She gently pulled his sleeves, pulled him aside, and reminded him in a low voice: "Why are you talking to senior brothers like this? If you don't want to hear it, don't say it directly.
ah."
Ning Que looked at his distress and said, "But I am telling the truth."
At this moment, a calm and serious voice came from the top of the mountain road. Listening to this voice, whether it was the two senior brothers who were stunned or Chen Pipi, who was about to continue criticizing and reminding Ning Que, their expressions suddenly froze, and they instantly became
A bit more honest.
"Don't listen if you don't want to hear, speak the truth, and be straightforward in dealing with things, this is a gentleman."
The second senior brother, who was wearing an ancient crown, walked down from the mountain path with a solemn expression. He nodded slightly and greeted the junior brothers, and then said with unabashed admiration: "Junior brother is quite a gentleman, you should treat him well.
study."
Hearing the praise, Ning Que was stunned. This was the first time he was associated with such strange creatures as humans and gentlemen.
The second senior brother looked at him and smiled and nodded, then he lowered his smile and looked seriously at Chen Pipi and the other two junior brothers, and said in a deep voice: "From today on, no one is allowed to interfere with the cultivation of the younger junior brother, or they will wait for me to use the hospital."
Disposal according to regulations.”
His voice was not very loud, but like some kind of substantial existence, it floated far away without dissipating. It quickly resounded through the entire back mountain with the forest wind in the mountains, and reached the lake pavilion under the pine trees and flowers.
Go up, let all the junior brothers and sisters hear it clearly.
Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo agreed with a grimace, but they still couldn't help but secretly glance at Ning Que. They were probably still regretting that they had finally found a junior brother who was sensitive to the beauty of music, but they were snatched away by the second senior brother.
Gone.
The number one person at the back of the academy is of course the senior brother, but the senior brother has an extremely gentle temperament. The junior brothers and sisters are not afraid of getting close to him. What they really fear is the upright and serious second senior brother. As long as the second senior brother speaks, there will be no
Anyone dares to violate it.
Thinking that Ning Que would no longer need to be bothered by these senior brothers and sisters from now on, and thinking of the bloody life when he first entered the back mountain, Chen Pipi was very envious of this guy's luck, and was a little annoyed and unwilling to accept it. Looking at the appearance of the second senior brother
Zuo asked seriously: "Brother, the Yunmen formation is undergoing major repairs. The Seventh Senior Sister needs Ning Que's help every day. You see..."
The words had unfinished meaning, implying the intention of causing harm. Ning Que glared at Chen Pipi, and Chen Pipi looked back at him proudly. However, he did not feel proud for long. The next moment he heard the words of the second master, he understood that talking too much is often a problem.
It will bring great misfortune to people.
"The Cloud Gate Formation hasn't been completed yet? What has Xiao Qi been doing in the past six months? The Dance Theater Formation... Well, it is indeed a bit troublesome. Junior Brother has just started, how can he have time to spend on these things? Pippi, I remember
You practiced the Cloud Gate Formation with Xiao Qi the year before last, so since you have experience, I’ll still work hard for you this year.”
Chen Pipi opened her mouth wide, wanting to cry but without tears.
"Junior brother, come with me."
The second senior brother put his sleeves behind him and walked slowly down the mountain.
Ning Que patted Chen Pipi on the shoulder sympathetically and chased after him.
In the chat with Chen Pipi and other senior brothers and sisters, Ning Que knew that the second senior brother was an extremely proud and serious person who was extremely strict with himself and others, so he was slightly afraid of him. However, today the second senior brother solved the problem for him.
Big problem, his perception of the second senior brother suddenly changed, and he felt that the second senior brother was definitely the most lovable person in the world.
The mental state will definitely affect the real vision. He followed the second senior brother slowly towards Yaping Mirror Lake. Looking at the second senior brother's old-fashioned posture and the rigid taste of the same distance in every step, they all turned into an admirable rigorous self-discipline.
, even the high crown on the head of the second senior brother, like a laundry stick, now has a lot of Izumo nobility.
The second senior brother suddenly said with emotion: "Your level is really too low..."
Ning Que listened to the words of the second senior brother in front of him, quickly quickened his pace and came behind him, and answered honestly: "Yes."
"The back mountain of the academy has little experience in educating the disciples of the Immortal Realm."
The second senior brother shook his head slowly and said: "Although the eldest brother was still in the beginning when he entered the academy, he was taught by the teacher himself. But now the teacher and the eldest brother are still traveling abroad. Even I don't know what to do with you."
How can I teach you?"
Ning Que was silent. Although he was a little disappointed, he was not too anxious thinking that one day the master and his senior brother would return to the academy.
While they were talking, the two of them had already walked down the mountain road and came to the beautiful cliffs.
Walking to the shore of Jinghu Lake, he glanced at the square pavilion in the middle of the lake not far away and the woman in the pavilion with her head bowed embroidering. The second senior brother suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice after a moment of silence: "Although the teacher and senior brother have not come back, but
After all, you are a student of my academy, and you must always be based on what the academy teaches. The dignified academy cannot let Yan Se, an old Taoist priest, compete with you and tell me what you want to learn?"
Entering the back mountain of the academy, he first entered the world of practice. Ning Que knew what he would come into contact with, but he was too busy these days and his spirit was too bad. In addition, the senior brothers and sisters in the back mountain were too ridiculous.
He had completely forgotten about this matter, and when he suddenly heard the second senior brother ask a question, he was surprised and a little confused.
There are so many ways to practice, what should you choose? After practicing flying swords, you will become a sword master, after practicing spiritual thoughts, you will become a mind master, or should you choose to practice martial arts? Or should you really go find a toilet and practice something that has never been done before?
Barrel master?
He suddenly thought of a very important question and asked hesitantly: "Senior brother, will there be any conflict between practicing other things and cultivating Talismans?"
The second senior brother stood by the lake, shook his head and replied: "All sects are inseparable from their Dharma, and all streams will eventually end up in the ocean. You don't need to worry about it at the beginning, and you don't need to worry about it when you reach the extreme. It's just that you need to separate a period of time in the middle. You have just started on the road now, so you don't need to worry about it."
So much to think about.”
Ning Que looked at the second senior brother's back, frowned and thought for a long time, but still couldn't make up his mind. If he thought for too long, he was worried that the second senior brother would be impatient. Under this kind of mental pressure, he suddenly remembered
Apart from the military formation masters I occasionally saw from far away on the frontier battlefield, the first practitioner I met in my life was the swordsman at Beishan Pass.
The first practitioner he killed independently was the swordsman in Linhu Village. In addition to the basic knowledge, that was the first book he read on the practice method, and he liked the academy meadow very much.
The forest of swords behind.
"Senior brother... I want to learn the Haoran Sword."
After hearing this, the second senior brother slowly turned around and looked at Ning Que with a strange look. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said with admiration: "Haoran Sword is not the most magical method, but it is definitely
This is the most important skill that men should learn."
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I heard that the second senior brother was going to teach the new junior brother Haoran Sword, and the quiet back hill of the academy finally ushered in a rare bustle. Those senior brothers and sisters who usually lived scattered around left the room under the Matsushita flower tree one after another.
I came out and stood in various places on Yaping, looking curiously at the two people by the Jinghu Lake, pointing to that place and whispering a few words from time to time.
Beigong Weiyang squatted under the bamboo forest and looked at the two people talking by the lake. She couldn't help but shook her head and said, "What's so interesting about flying swords? There's no beauty at all. What else can you do besides killing people?"
The Fifth Senior Brother and the Eighth Senior Brother came out of the bamboo forest holding the chess box. The Fifth Senior Brother slapped Beigong on the head and scolded him: "The tiger is quite beautiful, why don't you go and hold it and kiss us?"
The difference between humans and animals is not that they are beautiful or not, but that they are wise or not. What future can I gain by learning to play the flute from you?"
The fifth senior brother looked at the lakeside, shook his head in disapproval and said: "Young junior brother is learning flying swords from the second senior brother. This is really a misguided approach. If you follow us to learn chess, even if you can't become a national player, you can always increase your wisdom."
Beigong Weiyang looked at him angrily and said: "Fifth Senior Brother, wisdom is not violence. If you don't agree with what I say, don't hit me on the head."
The fifth senior brother glared at him and said, "I am your senior brother. Don't you agree if I beat you?"
Beigong Weiyang moved to the side and muttered: "I accept it, how dare I disapprove, but in this case, it is the second senior brother who wants the junior brother to learn flying swords, so don't complain here."
Not to mention the people all over Yaping who looked gloomy and even beat their chests like Eleven, thinking that their junior brother had been led astray by the second senior brother. The second senior brother and Ning Que by the Jinghu Lake were having a serious conversation among the late spring breeze.
"Although you have read "Wu Yangyang on Haoran Sword", this monograph was written by Mr. Wu Da, a former sage of the Academy, in his later years. The main purpose of it is to explore the reaction and conflict between Haoran's sword intention and the surrounding world."
The second senior brother looked at Ning Que and said: "This book is more focused on the outside world and is not something that you can fully grasp with your current state of mind. So since you want to learn Haoran Sword, you must start from the most basic things.
"
Ning Que clasped his hands and saluted, "Please give me some advice, Second Senior Brother."
"A flying sword is a sword that can fly without human control." The second senior brother said calmly.
"Second Senior Brother... is really good at talking nonsense." Ning Que couldn't calm down and thought silently in his heart.
"Use your mind to control the vitality of heaven and earth, touch and control the sword body invisibly, and move the sword around. This is the simplest method of flying swords. The power of flying swords lies in three points. The strength of the swordsman's mind can control the vitality of heaven and earth.
The quantity, the strength of the connection with the sword body, the strength of the sword body itself, and finally the exquisiteness of the sword body in flight."
You are still in the realm of non-confusion, but you are already able to touch or even control foreign objects. This means that your telekinesis is strong enough and your connection with foreign objects is good. However, there is one more condition based on your talent, which is the ability to control the vitality of heaven and earth.
quantity."
The second senior brother looked into his eyes and said calmly: "You can think of the sword master's control of the amount of heaven and earth's vitality as an invisible rope in your hand. The more the amount of heaven and earth's vitality you can control, the stronger this invisible rope becomes."
Stronger and longer. Only a rope that is strong enough and long enough can drive the sword body to fly a longer distance without worrying about losing control."
Ning Que said: "Understood."
The second senior brother looked at him and said: "The so-called swordsmanship is actually different methods of controlling the energy of heaven and earth with the power of mind to control the sword body. Haoran Jian would rather take what is straight and not seek what is wrong. What he pays attention to is the integrity of the heart and the determination of the sword.
The sword must not be doubted, and it cannot be guarded if it is powerful, and everything that blocks it will be destroyed. As for how to do it specifically, just listen carefully to the Haoran Sword Technique that I dictate."
"Thank you, senior brother."
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"Do you remember?"
"Remember half of it."
"Then I'll say it again."
"yes."
Ning Que suddenly felt that this conversation was very familiar, and wondered if he would have to answer all the questions later. Then the second senior brother brushed his uniform, laughed loudly and said, "Little junior brother, you understand, then go to the other side of the dark hole to answer the question."
Kill all the thieves?
The second senior brother frowned and asked, "What now?"
Ning Que came to his senses, but of course he didn't dare to answer like that. He answered honestly: "I remember everything."
The second senior brother's brows gradually widened and he said with admiration: "Young junior brother's understanding is really excellent."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was seen casually making a move in the spring breeze by the lake. A short and thin handleless wooden sword appeared in his hand at some point. He handed the handleless wooden sword to Ning Que and said, "As I said before,
, starting from the most basic, you show me the sword first."
Ning Que took the handleless wooden sword and felt a slight cold feeling on his fingers. He was a little confused for a moment. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and said, "Okay."
The disciples on the second floor of the academy who were watching the excitement around Jinghu Lake saw that Ning Que was finally about to draw his sword. They all stood up to watch, their faces full of curiosity. Although they still insisted at this moment that the junior brother was very
It is a very wrong choice to learn flying sword, a killing method that has neither beauty nor wisdom, but they are also curious about the level of their junior brother.
Ning Que slowly closed his eyes and felt the weight of the handleless wooden sword held flatly in both hands. He felt that the originally light wooden sword was getting heavier and heavier. The thought power in the sea of consciousness was forced out of the body, blending with the surrounding heaven and earth energy, faintly
Yueyue accidentally came into contact with the location of the wooden sword, and then followed the method taught by the second senior brother to entangle the vitality of heaven and earth with it.
"rise."
Ning Que opened his eyes, looked at the handleless wooden sword in his hand and let out a low shout. The power of thought in the sea of consciousness spurted out, and the strands of heaven and earth energy wrapped around the sword suddenly tightened, and then vibrated violently!
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In the spring breeze by Jinghu Lake, a thin handleless wooden sword trembled and flew up.
The thin handleless wooden sword flew very slowly, trembling uneasily, and seemed extremely frightened.
The wooden sword moved slowly in the air, flying very hard and laboriously.
Moreover, the wooden sword moved without any regular trajectory at all. Sometimes it was on the right side of Ning Que's body, sometimes on the left side of Ning Que's body, sometimes it jumped up, and sometimes it was about to fall into the lake.
The wooden sword staying in the air looked like an old woman with little feet and no sense of direction.
The disciples at the back of the academy who were watching the excitement by the lake had their mouths wide open and could not close them for a long time.
The embroidery needle held by the Seventh Senior Sister in the pavilion in the center of the lake fell into the lake at some point and was swallowed by a greedy golden carp.
Standing on the edge of the bamboo forest, Beigong Weiyang looked at the handleless wooden sword in the air by the lake and said with a serious expression: "If I use the word flying to describe this sword, I think this sword... would feel ashamed."
Chen Pipi, who was standing not far away, lowered his head in shame, not wanting to admit that the man by the lake was his friend.
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The handleless wooden sword fluttered back.
Ning Que's eyes widened and he saw that it was about to fall. He reached out to catch it like lightning and caught it in his hand. He couldn't help but feel a little scared. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to look at his second senior brother and asked excitedly:
"Brother, what do you think of me?"
The excitement on his face was a real emotion, and he had even used a lot of effort to suppress the pride in his heart, because he had tried his best, and this was indeed his best flight.
Except.
The second senior brother looked at him blankly, and after a long silence, he said: "Junior brother, you can't cultivate your natal objects now. It's not easy to do this... practice slowly, work hard, you will succeed."
After saying this, the second senior brother left the lakeside without looking back.
Ning Que looked at the back of his second senior brother in astonishment, and then noticed that the senior brothers and sisters by the lake began to crawl into the forest again, shaking their heads as they walked.
He grabbed the sixth senior brother who had not had time to leave because he was fetching water, and asked: "Senior brother, what does this mean?"
After thinking for a long time, the sixth senior brother smiled innocently and replied in a low voice: "Little junior brother, the second senior brother has always been very direct in his words and deeds. Today he spoke to you so tactfully...it seems that the situation is really not good."
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The brothers and sisters all left the lakeside and returned to their respective pine trees in the dense forest. They began to play the piano and flute, play chess, and pick flowers without saying a word. No one laughed at Ning Que, and no one came to comfort him, because in their eyes, Ning Que
The scene of the Haoran sword being drawn out by Que performing by the lake is so ridiculous that I don’t know how to put it into words.
Ning Que stood silently by the lake for a while. Finally, he got the answer that was closest to the truth from the attitudes of his senior fellow apprentices and the sixth senior brother's explanation. He couldn't help but feel uninterested. However, after a moment, he thought about how the second senior brother was about to speak and stopped talking.
With such a look, he couldn't help but laugh, and then continued to practice the sword-drawing style of the Haoran Sword while smiling.
I thought it was already a very good performance, but in the eyes of the senior brothers and sisters on the second floor of the academy, it turned out to be a very bad performance, so bad that I couldn't say anything. This kind of psychological gap may be a huge blow to ordinary people, but
To Ning Que, especially to Ning Que now, it was nothing at all.
So from time to time, by the Jinghu Lake on the mountain behind the academy, a handleless wooden sword that looked like a blind old woman with small feet flew up. It flew tremblingly, it flew in fear, it flew aimlessly, or it was moving, some
Sometimes it fell to the ground, sometimes it nearly stabbed Ning Que himself, and once it even flew directly into the lake, forcing him to get wet and fish it out.
He kept practicing like this, until finally all the thought power in the sea of consciousness was squeezed out. Ning Que stopped panting and sat down on the stone by the lake. He took a handful of cool lake water and sprinkled it on his face, letting out a contented sigh.
Chen Pipi, who had completed the repair work on the Cloud Gate Formation today, arrived at the lakeside at some unknown time. He looked at Ning Que's pale face next to him, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "There are some things that cannot be solved by just working hard.
"
Ning Que looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and said with a smile: "You said before that practice is a gift given to us by Haotian. We can't force it. If you can't practice, you can't practice. You can't solve the problem by just working hard, but at least I can practice now.
.”
Chen Pipi shook his head and said, "But if you keep working so hard, how can your body withstand it?"
"I'm not desperate, I just like it."
Ning Que glanced at him, picked up the small handleless sword next to him and waved it casually in the air. He said with a smile: "One day, I must make this sword a... flying fucking sword."
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(Recommendation votes and ***, I shouted twice in a hoarse voice. Now I realize that you really have to fight for this thing. Just saying you like it won’t work. Give it to me, give it to me...)