Nine Yin True Gold in Marvel

Fanchen was shocked and envious, only to realize that this senior was arrogant in the world and walked alone, which had many similarities with his own temperament. However, when it came to defeating invincible opponents in the world, how could he be a match for him. . After looking at the two rows of stone carvings for a while, I lowered my head and saw a large tomb piled with many stones.

This tomb faces the valley with its back, and is high and spacious. Not to mention how heroic the sword demon himself is, this sword tomb alone already dominates the situation. I want to see this man who is versatile in both civil and military affairs and has great ambitions, but I regret that he was born too late and has no chance to see this man. A senior hero.

Fanchen looked up to the sky and roared beside the sword tomb. For a moment, the echoes echoed all around. He remembered the joy of a certain master who once said that "the clothes shake up thousands of hills, and the water flows thousands of miles." At this moment, he also has such heroic emotions. Although he wanted to see what the sharp weapons in the tomb looked like, he never dared to offend his seniors, so he sat with his arms crossed and breathed into the wind. He felt that his chest and abdomen were full of fresh air, as if he wanted to fly away on the wind.

Suddenly I heard several cooing sounds from the bottom of the mountain wall. I looked down and saw the divine eagle grabbing the cave on the cliff with its claws and leaping up. Although its body was heavy, its legs and claws were very powerful, and it was on the platform in an instant.

The divine eagle looked at it for a moment, then nodded to Fanchen and called a few times. The sound was very peculiar. Fanchen smiled and said:

"Brother Diao, it's a pity that I don't have the skills of those people from the Tang Sect, and I don't understand your language. Otherwise, you could have told me the life story of this senior Duhu." The Divine Diao whispered a few more times, stretched out his steel With his claws, he grabbed the stone on the sword tomb and moved it aside. Fanchen's heart moved: "Senior Dugu possesses peerless martial arts. He may have left behind some sword scriptures and other manuals." However, he saw the claws of the divine eagle rising and falling non-stop. After a while, he moved away the stones on the tomb, revealing three side by side. There is a long sword, and between the first and second swords, there is a long stone piece. Three swords and stone pieces are juxtaposed on a large bluestone.

Fanchen lifted the first sword on his right and saw two lines of small words engraved on the stone under the sword:

"Fierce, fierce, and invincible, the weak champion will use it to compete with the heroes of Heshuo."

When I looked at the sword again, I saw that it was about four feet long, and it was shining with blue light. It was a sharp weapon.He put the sword back to its original place, picked up the long piece of stone, and saw that there were also two lines of small characters engraved on the bluestone under the stone piece:

"The Ziwei soft sword was used before I was thirty years old. It was accidentally injured and it was unlucky, so it was abandoned in a deep valley."

Fanchen thought to himself: "There is a sword missing here. It turned out to be abandoned by him. I don't know how he accidentally injured a righteous man. This story will probably never be known." After a moment of confusion, he reached out to pick up the second sword. After lifting it for a few feet, he let out a cry and dropped it. When it hit the stone, sparks flew out and he couldn't help but be shocked.

It turned out that the sword was black and unremarkable, but it was extremely heavy. A sword over three feet long actually weighed no less than seventy or eighty kilograms, which was several times heavier than the heaviest golden sword and spurge in the battle formation. How could Fanchen have imagined it when he brought it up, but his hand suddenly sank unexpectedly and he couldn't hold it anymore. So I leaned over and lifted it up again. This time I was prepared. It was no big deal to be able to lift a heavy object weighing to kilograms. Seeing that both sides of the sword were blunt and the tip was rounder, like a hemisphere, I thought: "This sword is so heavy, how can it be dexterous? What's more, it's strange that the tip of the sword doesn't speak." "

When I looked at the stone carvings under the sword, I saw two lines of small words:

"A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill has no skill. Before the age of forty, he relied on it to dominate the world."

Fanchen murmured the eight characters "A heavy sword has no edge, a great skill has no skill", and he seemed to have some understanding in his heart, but thinking about the swordsmanship in the world, no matter how different it is from one sect to another, it is always light and quick. This sword I don't know how to use the heavy sword. I can't help but think about the sages of the past.

After a long time, he put down the heavy sword and went to get the third sword. This time he was fooled again. He only knew that the sword must be as heavy as the front sword, so he used his left arm vigorously when lifting the sword. Nazhi held it in his hand, but it felt light and weightless. When he looked at it carefully, he saw that it was a wooden sword. The sword body and hilt had decayed over time, but he saw the stone carvings under the sword saying:

"After the age of forty, you will not be stuck with objects. Plants, trees, bamboos and rocks can be used as swords. From then on, you will practice intensively and gradually reach the point where no sword is better than a sword."

He placed the wooden sword respectfully in its place, sighed aloud, and said: "Senior's magical skills are unimaginable."

I wondered if there were any sword manuals or other relics left under the bluestone, so I reached out and grabbed the stone and lifted it up. I saw that there was nothing else but solid rock from the mountain wall, and I couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.

Fanchen said with a smile: "Brother Diao, do you want to try my martial arts? If nothing happens, I will play with you." But how could he use the seventy or eighty kilogram heavy sword, so he put down the heavy sword and picked it up? Pick up the first sharp sword. The divine eagle suddenly folded its wings, turned its head and ignored him, with a look of disdain.

Fanchen immediately understood and said with a smile: "You want me to use the epee? But my martial arts is average. If I fight against you on this cliff, I will definitely not be a match for Brother Diao, so I will be more tolerant." After that, he changed the epee. , Qi Luck Dantian, forcefully penetrated the left arm, and slowly thrust out the sword. The divine eagle did not turn around, but swept back its left wing and touched the heavy sword. Fanchen only felt an extremely heavy and fierce force coming from the sword, which made him unable to breathe. He hurriedly used his strength to resist, and with a "Hey" sound, the sword struck a few times.

The divine eagle showed no mercy at all. Its bald head shrank and stretched rapidly, and its curved beak straightened toward his chest. The mortal world had no way to retreat, so it had no choice but to seal it with a horizontal sword, and the object pecked at the sword with its mouth. Fanchen felt his arm shake violently, and the heavy sword seemed to be about to fall out of his hand. He saw the divine eagle landing on the ground with its right wing and sweeping towards his shins. Fanchen was startled, jumped up, flew over the top of the divine eagle's head, and grabbed the inside. Fearing that the object would follow suit, he drew his sword with his backhand, and with a pop, it met the object's sharp mouth again. Fanchen escaped from death, broke out in a cold sweat, and shouted: "Brother Diao, you can't think of me as the Dugu hero!" He felt his feet were sore and weak, and he sat down on the ground. The divine eagle cooed twice and stopped attacking.

Fanchen accidentally said "You can't think of me as Dugu Daxia". Then he thought about it. This sculpture has been with Senior Dugu for a long time. Watching it flapping and retreating, there are faintly visible martial arts masters. Most of the time, Senior Dugu lives alone in the deserted valley. When you are bored, just treat it as an opponent. Senior Dugu's bones have decayed, and his peerless martial arts has been lost. However, from now on, some examples of this senior master's legacy may be found in this sculpture. Thinking of this, I felt happy, stood up, and shouted:

"Brother Diao, the sword move is here again!" The heavy sword stabbed quickly, pointing at the chest of the divine eagle. The divine eagle spread its left wing horizontally to block it, and then struck hard with its right wing.

The strength of the divine eagle is too strong. It spreads its wings and sweeps forward. The force of the wind is like the palm winds of several masters using their palms at the same time. The sword in Fanchen's hand is too heavy. He has learned nothing about the falling sword and other tricks in his life. If used properly, the only way to avoid it is to cleverly avoid it, while to attack it is to stab with the sword dully.

After fighting for a while, Fanchen got tired and sat down to rest. As soon as he sat down, the divine eagle took two steps away. After playing like this for more than an hour, one person and one sculpture finally slipped off the platform and returned to the cave.

When I woke up early that morning, the sky was filled with dark clouds and heavy rain was pouring down. Fanchen said to the divine eagle: "Brother Diao, it's raining so hard, why don't we practice martial arts?" The divine eagle bit his lapel, pulled him to the northeast for a few steps, then took long strides and jumped forward. Fanchen thought to himself: "Is there something strange in the northeast?" He picked up his heavy sword and followed in the rain.

After walking for several miles, I heard a faint roaring sound that kept coming. The sound got louder as I walked, and it turned out to be a huge sound of water.

Fanchen thought to himself: "After this heavy rain, there will be flash floods, so be careful!" Turning around a mountain gorge, the sound of water was deafening, and I saw a waterfall like a big white dragon rushing down between the peaks, rushing into a stream, and rushing to victory. There was thunder and rapids, and the water carried branches and stones, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier, and all the clothes and shoes were soaked. Looking around, the mist was misty, which was a strange sight. However, when I saw that the mountain torrents were too strong, I felt a little afraid in my heart.

The divine eagle stretched out its mouth and pulled the skirt of his clothes, walking towards the stream, as if asking him to get down. Fanchen asked curiously: "What are you going to do? The water is strong, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand." The divine eagle let go of his clothes, and with a coo, raised its head and cried, jumped into the stream, and stood firmly on a huge stone in the middle of the stream. Above, it struck forward with its left wing, knocking back a rock that had washed down from the upstream. When the rock washed down again, it flapped its wings and hit it back again. After hitting it five or six times, the rock could never flow past it.

When it rushed down the river for the seventh time, the divine eagle flapped its wings and struck. The rock flew out of the stream and fell on the stone bank. The divine eagle immediately jumped back to the mortal world.

Mortal Chen understands and knows that the sword demon Dugu Qiubai used to go to this mountain torrent to practice swordsmanship whenever it rained heavily. However, he did not have such skill and did not dare to try it. Just as he was hesitating, the big wings of the divine eagle protruded and brushed against the mortal world. On the hip. It stood very close, and Fanchen was caught by surprise. He fell straight into the stream, and quickly used the "thousand catties falling" movement technique to land on the huge rock where the divine sculpture stood. As soon as his feet entered the water, the flash floods rushed him and made him sway from side to side, making it difficult to stand firm. Fanchen thought to himself: "Senior Dugu is a human being, and I am also a human being. Since he can stand firm, why can't I?" He immediately held his breath and concentrated on fighting the tears, but he wanted to use his sword to provoke the monsters carried by the mountain torrent. The rock is beyond its power.

After spending a stick of incense, his strength gradually ran out, so he stretched out his sword and propped it on the stone, then jumped to the shore. He didn't take a few breaths before the divine eagle flapped its wings towards him again. This time he was on guard and jumped into the center of the stream without being hit, thinking:

"This Brother Diao is really a strict teacher and friend. He forced me to practice Kung Fu, but he didn't relax at all. Since it has good intentions, don't I have the desire to make progress?" So he became angry and stood firm. After a while, he gradually realized the truth. After condensing energy and exerting force, the mountain torrent became bigger and bigger, reaching up to his waist, but it was not as difficult for him to support as before. After a while, the flash flood reached his chest and gradually rose to his mouth. Fanchen thought in his heart: "Although I have stood firm, I can't drown in the water!"

He sat quietly by the stream for a while, and his strength returned. At this time, he did not need the eagle to force him, and he jumped into the stream to practice his sword on his own. When I jumped up the second time, I saw that the sacred eagle was no longer by the stream, and I didn't know where it was. Seeing that the rain was getting lighter, I thought that the mountain torrent would come and go quickly. If it comes again tomorrow, the water power will be weak. I don't feel very tired while riding at this time. It is better to practice for a while and jump into the center of the stream again.

He didn't sleep well that night, and he understood many sword principles in the water such as stabbing, counterattacking, cutting horizontally, and slashing backwards. Only then did he realize that using this sword is really indestructible. Why is there a sharp edge on the sword? But if it weren't for this heavy sword, which is dozens of times heavier than the ordinary long sword, this sword technique would not be able to be used. An ordinary sharp sword only needs to be held in the hand and shaken gently, and the blade will be broken before the force is exerted. broken.

At that time, the heavy rain had just stopped, the sky was clear and blue, and the silver light of the new moon was shining on the trees and streams. Fanchen watched the mountain torrent rushing down, understood the logic in his mind, and was very skilled in hand skills. He knew that the sword skills of the epee were finished here, and there was no need to practice anymore. Even if the sword demon was resurrected, the sword skills that could be taught would only be this. In the future, as the internal strength grows, the sword used will become lighter. Finally, the wooden sword will be like the heavy sword, but the skill will gradually deepen from shallow to deep.

He paced back and forth by the stream, looking up at the bright moon, thinking that if Senior Dugu hadn't left this heavy sword, and if the divine eagle hadn't induced him from the side and his internal strength was greatly increased by taking the gall of a strange snake, then this set of swordsmanship would no longer be available in the world. And be seen. He also thought that Dugu Qiufeng had no support at all, but he was able to realize the divine realm in this sword on his own. His intelligence was a hundred times better than his own.