Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

In the library, Li Wujiu was all smiles. He grabbed his trousers, took the paper crane with one hand and put it to his ear.

A strange voice sounded:

"You just need to inject your magic power into it. If you are predestined, you will be able to open the book and learn the skills inside."

Li Wujiu frowned as soon as he heard a few words, feeling a little disappointed. He hadn't seen his mother for a long time.

After listening to everything, she became even more confused. The other party actually told her how to open the golden pages.

"Granny Cai said that it was the Witch Saint who asked me to recite the book. Could this be the Witch Saint's message? That's not right. How did the Witch Saint know that I couldn't open the pages of the book? Could it be that... she can see here?" Li Wujiu looked around and felt as if there was a pair of invisible eyes staring at him wherever he looked.

At the same time, in the study room at the backyard of the ancestral hall, Yao Gu was visibly stunned and thought to herself:

"Did this kid find out? Impossible. He is only at the fourth level of Qi training. How could he possibly find out about the existence of a magic weapon?"

Although she thought so, she still waved her hand and removed the spell.

After a while, Yao Gu thought more and more that it was unbelievable. After hesitating for a long time, she made a hand gesture and tapped on the bronze mirror.

The smooth mirror surface rippled like water waves, and the scene in the library appeared again.

Li Wujiu sat cross-legged, like an old monk in meditation. In his hands, golden pages of the book glowed and flickered as if they had the rhythm of life.

Everything seemed calm, but in Li Wujiu's sea of ​​consciousness, vast knowledge was pouring in frantically, like a sudden tide, crashing against the shore, or like a meteor falling into the vast sky.

It took a full half hour for the vast amount of knowledge to pour in. A voice sounded at the last moment:

"Long Sword Falling Flowers, Golden Knife Flying Snow, you only got half of it. If you want to get the whole method, you have to rely on your ability. Remember, don't keep any of the Huangfu family in the Bulao Villa, they are not worthy of this set of skills."

When this voice rang out, Li Wujiu's head was already burning hot, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he finally fell into a coma.

A night passed, until noon the next day, when the aroma of food wafted in from the small door. Li Wujiu woke up with his eyelids trembling and his nostrils moving slightly.

"Wujiu, are you happy that we have your favorite braised eggs today?" Xia Lao San shouted with a smile.

In the past, Li Wujiu would definitely come over like a rabbit, but today there was no movement.

Xia Laosan was curious, so he lay down, opened the small door again and started to observe.

“Wujiu, Wujiu…” Xia Lao San called out twice, but Li Wujiu was in a daze, and there seemed to be starry sky flashing in his eyes.

Xia Laosan was helpless. Seeing that Li Wujiu was not seriously injured, he had to close the small door and return home in disappointment.

After a while, Li Wujiu suddenly stood up. He clenched his hands as if he was holding a big knife and swung it in the air.

At first, as he swung the knife, a breeze blew in the originally calm air, making the books on the bookshelf rustle.

After a while, the wind became stronger and some thinner books were blown directly to the ground.

After a while, the wind stopped, but every time he swung the knife, there was a sound of breaking through the air, leaving shallow knife marks on the bookshelves and pillars.

Li Wujiu's sword swinging movements became faster and faster, and sometimes only the afterimage of the swing could be seen.

At a certain moment, a faint shadow of a golden knife appeared in his hand, and one step around him, countless sharp edges suddenly appeared, one horizontal and one vertical, two against each other, like snowflakes falling from the sky.

The golden knife shadow moved suddenly, and a flash of knife light appeared, surging like a wave, slashing forward, as if to cut through the air.

However, the blade did not cause any damage to anything in the library, but instead struck the formation covering the outside of the library.

The Golden Sword Flying Snow Technique can break all kinds of restrictions in the world, no matter if they are formations or magic weapons.

In the small courtyard behind the ancestral hall, Medicine Lady was looking at the seedlings growing in the center of the medicinal field, when she suddenly felt a tremor in her heart:

"Who broke my formation?"

She turned around quickly, rushed back to the study, and pointed at the bronze mirror with her fingers.

Water waves ripple on the mirror and everything seems normal, but no images appear for a long time.

Medicine Gu was horrified, and immediately raised her finger, chanted an obscure spell, and pointed at the bronze mirror again.

The water rippled, and an incredible scene gradually appeared on the bronze mirror - Li Wujiu actually left the study and was standing at the door, looking up and embracing the bright sunshine.

"I'm finally out!" Li Wu jumped and ran straight to the gate of the courtyard.

However, he had only taken a few steps when he bumped into something and grimaced in pain.

He stretched out a hand and reached forward, and soon a wall of light with flowing runes appeared in front of him.

"There is actually another layer of restriction?" Li Wujiu raised his chin slightly, recalling the posture of breaking the formation with a knife just now, and raised his hand again, and swung the knife in a very realistic manner.

A gentle breeze suddenly blew up and blew onto the formation, making the formation visible only without any other effect.

Li Wujiu frowned and waved the magic circle seven or eight times until he was tired and out of breath, but the magic circle was still there.

The previous knife strike was the aftereffect of the spiritual transmission of the law. It contained the knife intent of the person who transmitted the law, and only then could it break the formation in the library.

At this moment, Li Wujiu had to rely on himself. Although the skills were already in his mind, without some practice, how could he break the formation set up by the Qi training great perfection realm?

Li Wujiu tried for a long time and finally realized the fact that he didn't know how many more years he would have to practice to break the formation with his bare hands.

He hesitated again and again, but finally went back along the same route, picked up the "Man's Morality Book" on the ground and started to recite it - he had already memorized the golden pages, and this was the fastest way to leave the library.

In the study room at the backyard of the ancestral hall, Yao Gu watched all this quietly, her brows deeply furrowed. She could tell at a glance that Li Wujiu's sword-wielding state of mind was extraordinary. If he practiced diligently, his achievements would be limitless.

But shouldn't the golden pages contain a "Golden Spirit Art"? Her husband Qiu Yong, although he also used a knife, never had such a state of mind. He only used some superficial moves and fought with brute force.

Yao Gu was confused but not in a hurry. Having lived for 200 years, she knew deeply that some things would only come to fruition after waiting.

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

It was early summer now. The sun was shining brightly on the earth, and even the wind was a bit hot.

By noon, on the vast land, most of the villagers had stopped their farm work and were either resting under the shade of the trees or rushing home.

Everyone was hiding from the scorching sun in the sky, except Li Wujiu, who was lying on the floor of the library with a big character on his face.

He lay there for a while, and when he saw the sun was about to reach its zenith, he jumped up from the ground.

He walked back to the library calmly, closed the door skillfully, sat down cross-legged, and waited quietly.

After a while, footsteps were heard in the yard, and a voice said:

"No problem..."

"I've memorized them all, just ask me anything you want!" Li Wujiu spoke before the other person could finish.

Granny Cai held up the food box and said teasingly:

"Oh! You are so confident. Then recite the Man's Morality Sutra for me first!"

Li Wujiu said without hesitation:

"Yin and Yang have different natures, and women and men behave differently. Yang is virtuous for its firmness, while Yin is useful for its softness. Women are valued for their strength, while men are beautiful for their weakness... If a wife is not virtuous, she cannot control her husband; if a husband is not virtuous, he cannot serve his wife. If a wife does not control her husband, her dignity will be lost; if a husband does not serve his wife, his moral principles will be lost..."

It took Li Wujiu a full quarter of an hour to finish reciting the "Man's Virtue Sutra".

Granny Cai was very satisfied and said:

"I have learned to recite it, but this is only the first step. I have to practice diligently in the future. Otherwise, I won't be able to get married in the future and it will bring shame to your mother."

"Wujiu has made a note of it!"

Granny Cai said nothing more, and changed the subject:

"Okay, here is the technique bestowed by His Majesty the Sorcerer Saint. Please recite it to me."

"The metal element is hard and sharp, the beginning of yin energy, and everything is restrained..."

As Li Wujiu told the story, Granny Cai suddenly realized a very serious problem. She had never seen the content of the technique, so how could she verify it?

She was just scowling when a yellow swallow flew in front of her and the witch's voice rang out:

"Let him demonstrate it and see if they can verify each other."

"Confirm each other?" Granny Cai was puzzled, and had no idea what the witch sage meant. However, she followed the instructions and waited for Li Wujiu to finish reciting, then immediately said:

"Have you learned it? Show me how to do it!"

"Then you have to give me a knife!" Li Wujiu said.

"What do you want a knife for?"

"Demonstrate! How can you demonstrate without a knife?"

Granny Cai frowned and thought to herself:

"The technique this kid just memorized should be a gold technique. What does it have to do with the sword? Is it because the sword belongs to gold?"

While thinking, she pushed the door open, without noticing that the talisman on the door had already broken into two pieces.

Li Wujiu was overjoyed and rushed out in a flash. He pretended to embrace the sunlight, but actually observed Granny Cai with his peripheral vision, secretly thanking his luck that the other party had not discovered that the formation of the library had already been broken.

"Here you go!" Granny Cai handed a wooden sword to Li Wujiu.

Li Wujiu took the wooden sword and was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he held the handle and made a starting gesture.

It was obviously just a simple action, but when the hilt fell into Li Wujiu's hand, Granny Cai felt the sharp edge, as if the wooden sword in the other party's hand had turned into a peerless divine weapon.

"What is this!" Granny Cai was surprised. Li Wujiu had already moved. He swung his knife, and the knife energy burst out, rushing straight towards the courtyard wall.

With a snapping sound, a knife mark as long as a forearm and one inch deep appeared on the courtyard wall.

Granny Cai was stunned. Even if she used all her strength with a wooden sword, she could not achieve such an effect. And that kind of artistic conception was something she had never seen before. Even Yang Yongqing, who was holding a magic weapon at the time, could not reach such a level.

For the first time, she realized that weapons could be used in this way.

She vaguely saw a way, and she couldn't help but have a thought in her mind:

"I will practice swordplay from now on. One sword can break everything in the world."

At this moment, she suddenly had an epiphany and understood what the witch saint meant by mutual confirmation. It seemed that the witch saint had already discovered the clues and just wanted to use her hand to confirm his guess.

In those golden pages, there is not only a set of gold-related skills, but also a set of knife-using skills.