Seven-star Sword Master

The sky is filled with golden clouds and the rosy glow is shining.

The palm-sized body of Lord Long fell on Lu Feipeng's shoulder, and a dragon claw kept slapping his shoulder back and forth.

The dragon's head was raised high, and its deep gaze penetrated the rosy clouds, as if thoughts were pulled back to the past.

It was about a thousand years ago or about two thousand years ago, he couldn't remember exactly how long it had been.

The jade pendant he hid at that time was left behind by someone in a deep mountain.

At that time, there happened to be a little boy of about twelve or thirteen who went up the mountain in the cold winter and heavy snow to collect herbs for his parents who were suffering from plague.

In fact, the little boy himself was also suffering from the plague at that time, but he still endured the disease and collected herbs for his bedridden parents.

Later, the little kid accidentally picked up the dragon-shaped jade pendant that Lord Long had hidden.

In fact, it was not surprising. It should be said that Lord Long was moved by his innocent heart and appeared in front of him himself.

He first used his magic power to quietly eliminate the plague from the child, and then, under his guidance, he found herbs that could cure the disease.

His parents were suffering from plague and were hit by a cold winter. When he returned home after collecting herbs, his parents had already died.

Later, the child was heartbroken and could not bear to see the villagers suffer the pain of losing their loved ones.

He soaked the herbs he had collected with great difficulty in warm water and distributed them to the villagers.

After burying his parents, the little boy sat in his room holding a dragon-shaped jade pendant and was in a daze for three days.

He thought that the jade pendant that suddenly appeared inside might be his deceased parents, who came back in another form of existence to accompany him for the rest of his life.

How could the little boy know about this kind of jade pendant with carvings of dragons and phoenixes at that time?

To him, the appearance of this dragon-shaped jade pendant was just like an old ox plowing the field that day.

So in order to say goodbye to the past, he gave himself the surname "Niu" and the character "Xinsheng".

This means that he will start a new life with a new identity.

It can also be regarded as another way to pay tribute to the spirits of parents in heaven.

So this companionship lasted for more than one or two thousand years.

Every generation of the Niu family's descendants was raised under the care of Master Long.

After a long time, even though he was a divine dragon, he would develop some feelings for the younger generations of the Niu family, so Lord Long treated the younger generations of the Niu family as his own children.

As a result, because of his carelessness, the Niu family was wiped out in Niu Dali's generation, which made Long Ye very guilty.

Fortunately, Niu Dali's soul traveled to Lu Feipeng's body, and he could live as Lu Feipeng from then on.

Lord Long felt that this was another way for the Lao Niu family to continue in the world of cultivation.

It also gave Lord Long, who already felt guilty about this, a sense of relief deep in his heart.

If Lu Feipeng gets into trouble again in this world, Lord Long will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Fei Peng, don't cry, Fei Peng, don't cry..."

Lu Feipeng glanced at the worried Long Ye who was sitting on his shoulder, and thought to himself:

"Damn it, this time it won't get out of hand, right?"

This made Lu Feipeng quickly explain: "

Lord Long, I'm fine. I just came to this world suddenly and I'm still a little uncomfortable with it."

It would have been better if Lu Feipeng hadn't said anything. After he said that, Long Ye felt even more guilty.

Lord Long turned his head to look at Lu Feipeng, and when he saw Lu Feipeng's face trying hard to put on a smile.

His calm state of mind, which had remained calm for hundreds of thousands of years, suddenly trembled, and Long Ye quickly turned his head to the side.

A jade slip suddenly came out of his mouth and slowly floated to Lu Feipeng.

"Fei Peng, I know you use a knife. This is a knife technique created by a great master, but this knife technique has not yet been released."

Lu Feipeng looked at the jade slip floating in front of him suspiciously, and at this moment a thought suddenly emerged in his mind:

"I suspect you are kidding me. Is the knife skill contained in this small piece of jade?"

As if knowing his doubts, Lord Long stretched out his claws and pointed. A stream of light flew out from the jade slip and disappeared into Lu Feipeng's mind in the blink of an eye.

"Seven Star Sword Technique"

Suddenly four big words appeared in his mind.

Lu Feipeng hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and tried carefully to feel the martial arts that suddenly appeared in his mind.

However, under his gaze, the four big words "Seven Star Sword Technique" suddenly shattered like glass.

Then the fragments formed into a pile of densely packed small characters, and some of the small characters were quickly pieced together to form a little man.

The little man waved to the other group of boys and shouted:

"Here comes the knife!"

Soon, the remaining small characters were quickly pieced together into a big knife under the little man's shout.

The villain lightly grabbed the void, and the big knife appeared in his hand with a "swish".

Then the villain kept slashing up and down, left and right in his mind with no rhythm.

Lu Feipeng frowned more and more the more he looked at it. He couldn't figure out what kind of martial arts this was. It was clearly just random hacking.

He was very familiar with this scene because he often saw Lu Feixue chopping around in the yard in the past two days.

Just when he suspected that Lord Long might be trying to trick him, the knife shadow in the villain's hand was speeding up little by little.

The speed was getting faster and faster, gradually so fast that Lu Feipeng could only see a shadow and could not see clearly the moves of the little man.

"What do you mean?"

The more Lu Feipeng looked, the more confused he became. He looked at Long Ye and asked:

"I don't quite understand Lord Long's Seven-Star Sword Technique. It feels like a child playing house to me. He's just chopping and slashing randomly."

Lord Long: “You don’t understand!”

Lu Feipeng couldn't help but twitch his lips, and thought to himself: "God damn it, I don't understand!"

Then Lord Long explained:

"Fei Peng, do you still remember this saying from your world?

That is, all martial arts are indestructible except for speed. "

Lu Feipeng nodded:

"Of course I know this."

Which man didn’t have a martial arts dream of traveling the world with a sword when he was a child?

Who hasn’t used a small wooden stick to pick at the grass in the countryside as a child?

Lord Long then continued:

“Every move is based on our body’s instincts. Complicated and cumbersome moves will only lead people into a misconception.

We are in the world of cultivating immortals here. No matter how fancy you are, you can't defeat someone else's fireball.

The truth is simple, and often the simplest moves can produce the most unexpected results.

That powerful man once said that no matter how fancy the martial arts are, it’s still good to just chop up and slash down.

As long as it is a skill that can kill people and save lives, it is the most sacred method in the world."

These words reminded Lu Feipeng of a famous saying from his previous life: "No moves are better than moves!"

However, Lu Feipeng still said somewhat embarrassedly:

"I understand all these principles, Lord Long, but how do I practice?"

Lord Long:

“In fact, this is not a set of exercises, it can only be regarded as an enlightenment book.

It can help you avoid some detours, but as for how far you can go, it all depends on your own performance.

No matter how powerful a spell is in this world, its power will be very different no matter who holds it. For example, there was a person named Zhang Sanfeng in your previous life, right?"

Lu Feipeng nodded and said:

"Yes, what does this have to do with Zhang Sanfeng?"

Lord Long: "Have you ever thought about this: Wudang, with Zhang Sanfeng, was the top-notch sect in the world, so why was Wudang only considered a first-rate sect later?

They are all practicing the techniques passed down by Zhang Sanfeng, so why can't any of the later generations reproduce Zhang Sanfeng's heroic demeanor that shocked the world?"

In fact, let alone Lu Feipeng, many people in the previous life have discussed this issue, and the final conclusion is not that the later generations are not capable, but that the previous generations were too against the will of heaven.

Lu Feipeng said as a matter of course:

"That must be because this technique was created by Master Zhang himself, otherwise why would there be no descendants who would make it famous?"

Lord Long:

“Then you can’t say it’s because of your bad skills, right?

Moreover, the strength of the Wudang Seven Heroes was considered to be among the best in the martial arts world at that time, so you can't say that their descendants are not good enough, right?"

"Forehead!"

This question really stumped Lu Feipeng.

"The most fundamental reason is that this technique is most suitable for Zhang Sanfeng.

Therefore, only Zhang Sanfeng can unleash the power of his martial arts to a degree that others cannot imagine.

This incident tells us that we should not be too concerned about the quality of a skill. The one that suits us best is the best. As the saying goes, those who use it well are invincible!"

"understood!"

After Long Ye's guidance, Lu Feipeng finally understood.

Why is it praised by Lord Long as the most sacred magic in the world, and why is it so simple.

When Lord Long saw Lu Feipeng's sudden enlightenment, he knew that he had understood the truth, so he stopped talking and said:

"Come a little earlier every night from now on, and I will be responsible for teaching you the moves.

Once you have developed all the moves and actions into habits and practiced them into instinct, you will have the confidence even in the world of cultivation.

After that, you will need to keep moving forward to stimulate your own potential. How far you can go in this chaotic world depends on your own ability. You must know that the master can only lead you to the door, but the practice is up to you. "

Lu Feipeng nodded and said, "Okay, let's get started now, Lord Long."

"Row!"

After saying that, Lord Long raised his hand and pointed into the air, and a knife made of golden light appeared in front of Lu Feipeng.

The shape and size of this knife are exactly the same as his black iron knife.

He grasped the hilt of the knife, and the soft touch and feather-light texture on his hand gave Lu Feipeng an unreal illusion.

He recalled the little man's figure in his mind, and first repeated the little man's actions, and then said to Long Ye:

"Master Long, how do you need to practice?"

Lord Long: "The best moves are not learned by rote, but by practice."

Just as Lord Long was hovering in the air, three golden figures appeared opposite Lu Feipeng. One of them held a sword, one carried a knife, and one held a gun.

"If you want to become a strong person, you must endure hardships and sufferings that others cannot endure. Are you ready?"

Lu Feipeng looked at the three people in front of him who were gathered by the rays of light and said, "Lord Long, I'm ready!"

"Well, well, this space is quite magical.

Even if you die here, you will re-condense and it will not affect your external body at all.

So you don’t need to worry about this, and you don’t need to be afraid, just give it a try.”

After hearing this, Lu Feipeng thought to himself, "There is such a good thing? Then I must try my best."

"kill!"

Lu Feipeng shouted loudly and rushed towards the three figures.

Anyway, I won't die, so I just have to go ahead and do it, and everything will naturally work out over time.

"Pfft!"

The three figures were as graceful as swimming dragons, and their attacks were as fast as lightning. One gun stabbed into his heart, one sword hit him directly between his eyebrows, and another knife passed through his neck.

"what…"

Lu Feipeng let out an extremely painful scream like a pig being slaughtered, and then his entire body exploded into pieces.

Then another magical scene appeared. The fragments were reassembled and Lu Feipeng's figure was pieced together again.