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Xuantianzong's Zangshu Pavilion is a towering tower that reaches into the sky, and the spire cannot be seen at a glance. Mo Lingyun showed the nameplate and entered the Zangshu Pavilion, and felt that there was a strange cave inside. There was a tall old tree in the middle of the tower, and the stairs were also surrounded by it. This trunk is layered upwards.

Mo Lingyun asked the keeper in a low voice which floor and side the books on sword repair were on, and then he walked up the stairs; Xuantianzong has thousands of books, if he doesn't pick the key ones, let alone three days, he will For three hundred days, he couldn't finish reading the collection of books related to sword repair.

Wuqing Dao and Xiaoyao Dao are the two main streams of kendo, and it seems that as long as there are swordsmanship and notes about Xiaoyao Dao, there must be a mention of Li Zhifeng, the Wushuang Sword Fairy thousands of years ago. He is also the only one who can be called The existence of Daojun.

It's just that more people like to call him the Sword Immortal - Beixiao Sword Immortal Li Zhifeng.

I heard that he was reckless in poetry, wine, singing and singing all his life. It is heard that he has fought righteously across four realms with a phoenix sword. It is also heard that the swords he left on the Xuantianzong stone tablet still have the meaning of the sword after thousands of years.

But this kind of Wushuang Sword Immortal disappeared at his most glorious moment, leaving only confusing mysteries to attract future generations to speculate; some said he died, while others said he retired to the mountains and forests. There are different opinions, but there is no mainstream answer. .

Mo Lingyun flipped through the old scrolls page by page. From the notes of later generations, he could feel the majesty of the sword fairy. It really is such an amazing person who can occupy most of the chapters of Xiaoyao Sword Dao; He is a master of Xiaoyao Sword Dao. With a sword heart, he travels through four realms and one lake, calms disasters and suppresses demons. How can he not be admired.

On the other hand, in the Ruthless Sword Dao, there are far fewer notes, and there are far fewer people who follow this path.

Mo Lingyun turned to a miscellaneous book on the way of ruthlessness, in small print at the footer of the page: Entering the way of extreme emotion, cultivating the law of ruthlessness.

But he thought, how can such a person who has cultivated the path of ruthlessness, get rid of the seven emotions and six desires, one day enter the path of extreme emotion.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and when Mo Lingyun saw Jing Rong again, he was still outside the Hall of Ling Xiao, and Jing Rong asked him, "Have you thought about it?"

Mo Lingyun cupped his hands and bowed deeply, and replied: "Disciple is willing to join the Xiaoyao Sword Way."

With the expected answer, Jing Rong didn't try to persuade Mo Lingyun to join him in his ruthless way, "I can't teach you much about Xiaoyao Sword Dao. When your Master Uncle Qin Wujian is out of customs, you can ask him for more advice."

"Okay." Mo Lingyun nodded in response. This Qin Wujian was said to be a sword idiot. His original name was Qin Fangji. When he was nine years old, he asked his teacher Qin Fang Wuji to change his name to Qin Wujian to show his love for swords.

According to Yun Jing's evaluation: Brother Wujian can live with his sword for a lifetime.

Mo Lingyun felt that for Jian Chi, it would be a great thing to live with his sword for the rest of his life.

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Jing Rong is a good master, and he gave Mo Lingyun a lot of small things. What he gave Mo Lingyun were all top resources in the sect, even if he was a teacher.

Mo Lingyun's general education class was suspended. According to Jing Rong, Ning Qing taught better and deeper. For example, Yun Jing, who had only passed the general education class for three years, said: Brother Ning, he is the general education exam. The main examiner who has produced the test paper, if he learns from him, the probability of retaking will be reduced.

So real.Mo Lingyun was carrying one of the general education courses, "Four Realms", in his test paper. Except for the southern border, the knowledge related to the three realms of the northeast and the west was all approved as poor. According to this trend, Yunjing had to retake the exam for three years. He was afraid It doesn't have to be doubled for six years.

But now that Ning Qing left the sect, the general education class was suspended, and what Mo Lingyun needed to focus on was swordsmanship.

The foundation of his swordsmanship was laid in the Martial Arts Hall, and he watched the sword styles practiced by himself, and Jing Rong personally pointed out what he didn't understand.

Judging from Jing Rong's approving eyes, he should have practiced well.

More than half a month has passed, Mo Lingyun has practiced the basic sword style for a long time, and Ning Qing has also returned from the mountain. He heard that his uncle Qin Wujian, who has been in seclusion for almost a year, has made a breakthrough and will leave the seclusion soon.

Jing Rong stroked the sword in his hand and announced lightly: "When Junior Brother Wujian is out of the customs, you can learn from him."

Mo Lingyun, who simply agreed, never thought that his first meeting with that Uncle Qin would be so exciting.

Zhijiantang is the place where Zongmen disciples usually practice swords. Here, you can choose to practice swords alone, or you can choose to practice against puppets or real people. The puppet is pasted with special talisman paper made by Qingyun Peak. Somewhat dull, Mo Lingyun rarely chooses it.

However, Mo Lingyun's talent in martial arts is excellent, most of the sword moves can be mastered once, not to mention the cultivation level, but only in terms of swordsmanship, he has practiced with his brothers and sisters at the same level. After a period of time, no one I'm happy to fight him - but it hurts my self-esteem.

Mo Lingyun asked around, but no one was willing to practice duel with him, so he could only sit with his sword in his arms and sigh.

Therefore, when the burly young man with an epee walked up to Mo Lingyun and offered to practice duel with him, Mo Lingyun almost wept with joy; duels in the sword hall were only allowed to use wooden swords, so as not to accidentally hurt others, Mo Lingyun took it casually. With the wooden sword, he was full of joy that someone was finally willing to practice against him, so he naturally didn't notice the strangeness of the trainers in the Jianjian Hall after seeing that person.

"I'll give you three swords." The man was very bold.

"No need." Mo Lingyun replied.

But when he started to fight, Mo Lingyun realized that he had spoken too early.

The incoming attack was fierce and fast, but it was just a wooden sword, and in his hand, it had the sharpness and momentum of a real sword. It was the first time that Mo Lingyun felt so strenuous in the battle, and he was forced to retreat on the training ground. When he retreated again, the wooden sword was chasing after him like a spirit. Whenever he made a slight mistake, he would be quickly picked out by the sword and approached.

Mo Lingyun pursed his lips and put all his heart into it. His tense nerves were always paying attention to the opponent's movements, and the contest between the two was at a critical moment. This sword, either Mo Lingyun reversed the situation, or this extremely powerful opponent would He stepped down.

Seeing the burly man approaching, Mo Lingyun was about to swing his sword, but the next moment, the two of them were interrupted by a voice from the audience.

Ning Qing came across from him, and the amber color looked straight into Mo Lingyun's eyes.

Mo Lingyun was stunned, unable to adjust his sluggish expression for a moment, obviously a little dazed by the beating by this burly man.

"Junior Brother Zhelan." The burly man let go of the wooden sword in his hand and threw it in the direction of the master trainer, and strode towards Ning Qing.

Mo Lingyun was still a little dazed, and entered the hall with his sword in his hands. Since he entered Xuantianzong, this is the first person who can beat him so badly with a sword; if Master Ning didn't have time to stop, Ninety-nine percent of him will be dismissed.

"Senior Brother Wujian." Ning Qing clasped his fists together. The person in front of him was Qin Wujian, the eldest disciple of Qingluan Peak, who was of the same generation as him, and also the master of the Sword Holding Hall. The days of retreat hit the middle stage of Jindan, but I didn't expect to catch my nephew to practice as soon as I left the customs.

"That kid just now is the new apprentice of the elder brother?" Qin Wujian looked at Mo Lingyun's distraught back, and asked with great interest. He had just heard that their sword holding hall was smashed by a newly opened disciple After leaving the scene, the teacher was challenged by that disciple all over the place. As a sword idiot, he was naturally interested in this person.

"Exactly." Ning Qing responded, and walked into the hall together with Qin Wujian. As soon as he entered, he saw Mo Lingyun sitting on the side holding the small wooden sword in the sword hall in a daze, obviously frustrated.

However, Qin Wujian didn't have any sense of self-consciousness, and walked towards Mo Lingyun while smiling, showing his big white teeth, just like a vicious dog.

"Senior Brother Wujian..." Ning Qing called out.

Qin Wujian approached Mo Lingyun as if he didn't hear anything, and slapped Mo Lingyun on the back when he praised him, "Not bad, boy, you can actually make me use [-]% of my strength."

Mo Lingyun coughed after being slapped by his palm, and his body also leaned forward. He just rolled his eyes to prove how strong Qin Wujian's palm was. Fortunately, he was holding the sword in his arms with both hands, otherwise the sword would have to fall , Mo Lingyun raised his eyes tremblingly, and called: "You...you..."

"This is your Master Uncle Wujian." Ning Qing answered in time, blocking Mo Lingyun's almost swearing words.

Qin Wujian and Mo Lingyun stared wide-eyed, looking at each other speechlessly for a moment.

It was Ning Qing who broke the silence: "Senior Brother Wujian, Senior Brother Jing is still waiting for you in the back mountain."

"Oh, let's go now." Qin Wujian hurriedly responded, said goodbye to Mo Lingyun with a smile, and left.

Ning Qing sent a message for Jing Rong on this trip. Seeing that Qin Wujian had left and Mo Lingyun was still depressed, he reached out and patted Mo Lingyun on the shoulder, comforting him, "Senior brother Wujian is the No. 1, Martial nephew, it is already very good that you can survive so many moves under his hands."

Mo Lingyun couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this person was not of his same generation. If he was of his same generation, he would still be beaten like this, it would be embarrassing and embarrassing.

In short, when Qin Wujian and Mo Lingyun met for the first time, Mo Lingyun was embarrassed no matter what he thought.

The thin snow falling at night indicated that Xuantianzong had entered the winter, and the northern boundary always entered winter earlier than other places. When Mo Lingyun went out the next day, the snow had stopped, and there was only a piece of snow on the ground.

Mo Lingyun has been learning swords lately. Seriously, he has three masters who taught swordsmanship, the heavy sword Qin Wujian, the soft sword Ning Zhelan, and his own master Jing Rong, who taught him ordinary swordsmanship between the two. long sword.

The sun shone through the snow, but it never warmed the snow.

Mo Lingyun was sitting beside him with his sword in his arms, watching Jing Rong demonstrate his sword moves, Jing Rong drew his sword, the erect sword reflected the cold light under the warm sun and white snow, when he moved, you He could only follow the trace of the light to trace the direction of his sword.

The swords and shadows criss-crossed in the flying clothes, Jing Rong's sword moves were so fast that it was almost impossible to see the movements, Mo Lingyun squinted his eyes, trying to catch the movements of Jing Rong's wrists.

The breeze came slowly, and the old tree not far away dropped its last leaf with the wind. This was a subtle sound that ordinary people would not be able to touch, but Mo Lingyun saw that Jing Rong changed his sword style, and swiftly rushed towards the withered old man. leaf.

Mo Lingyun thought he would see a pinch of dust, but he didn't expect the dead leaves to land on Jing Rong's sword without any damage.

The next moment, the sword retracted and the leaves fell.

Master probably wanted to explain the hardness and softness of the sword in this way.As soon as Mo Lingyun thought about it, Jing Rong said, "Swords are hard and soft, perhaps it would be better for you to let Uncle Ning explain it to you."

Jing Rong put away the sword, and walked towards Mo Lingyun steadily, Mo Lingyun also got up to look at him, he still knew what it meant, Ning Qing practiced soft swords, and the most important thing was the combination of hardness and softness, and the sword style was peaceful He also has hidden murderous intentions, so it is perfect for him to talk about the rigidity and softness of the sword.

"Master's explanation is also very good." Before Mo Lingyun drew his sword out of its sheath, he demonstrated Jing Rong's sword move just now. Although he was not as determined as him, he still looked like a seven or eight out of ten.

How can such a talent for swordsmanship make people spare no effort.