Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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Cultivator Nascent Soul, a person who is considered to be a bullish existence in the world of immortal cultivation where capable people are everywhere.

As we all know, there are four realms in cultivating immortals: transforming Qi, transforming spirits, refining gods to return to emptiness, and finally ascending to the Dao. Each major realm is divided into three small realms.And Nascent Soul is just the first small realm of the third big realm, counting the three small realms in the big realm that finally merged and ascended, there are a total of five small realms above it.

This Nascent Soul Realm seems to be only half of the journey of cultivating immortality, but Guangguang is the existence that countless cultivators of immortality can't reach in this halfway.

In today's world of cultivating immortals, a person can open a mountain to accept disciples at the last small realm of the second largest realm.The Nascent Soul above the Golden Core is even more terrible, even if it is placed in a famous sect, it can be regarded as an existence of the elder level, and it is generally not easy to come out of the mountain.

But now, such a character actually appeared in the ordinary world of mortals.

Ah this!Dao Yan was shocked when he grew up, and he cupped his fists to Brother Jun to show his respect for Elder Yuanying.

Young brother Jun didn't understand, he just left for a long time, how did Daoist Yan become like this?He kept talking about some weird Nascent Soul.

Daoist Yan corrected, "Yuan Ying is not a strange thing, it refers to the realm of cultivating immortals."

Brother Jun was even more puzzled. He looked at the wound on Daoist Yan's body, and then at Daoist Yan's head.At this time, Daoist Yan was sitting by the bonfire made by Ning Caichen, and the guilty Xiaoqian was standing beside him to bandage the savior.

Using the bandage provided by Brother Jun kindly, wrapping Taoist Yan's head round and round.

Brother Jun took a closer look and saw blood on the bandage.

Brother Jun suddenly realized.

So it turned out that Daoist Yan was seriously injured this time, and he couldn't distinguish reality from fantasy.

Such a tragic situation may be due to accidentally encountering a bear when going up the mountain.The current bears are all powerful characters, and they can fight geese [-]-[-].

How can an ordinary person beat him so easily?In particular, Daoist Yan was still carrying a mahogany sword, which didn't even have a sharp edge, so he could only fight hand-to-hand.

What's more, there are two oil bottles behind him.

Brother Jun calmly looked at Ning Caichen and the girl Xiaoqian who appeared out of nowhere.

He nodded secretly inwardly.Well, these two are still the kind of oil bottles that will die with one poke.

Daoist Yan, how pitiful.

However, poor Daoist Yan didn't know what was going on in Brother Jun's heart. Seeing that he knew nothing about Yuanying and Xiuxian, he was still trying to introduce him to the world of cultivating immortals.

Daoist Yan's literary talent is good, and the ups and downs of the story are very exciting. Compared with the most popular storyteller in the Imperial City, he is not inferior. Ning Caichen and Xiaoqian around him are fascinated and amazed. Lian Lian, his face was full of longing for the world of cultivating immortals.

And what about Brother Jun?

Brother Jun just quietly listened to Daoist Yan's narration.

His face was so calm, and his eyes did not see the slightest fluctuation, just like the water in a deep pool in late autumn when there is no wind, it is deep without any waves.

After Daoist Yan finished his narration, Brother Jun gave him a deep look, then stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Daoist Yan, if you want to cultivate the Tao, you must cultivate well." Brother Jun said earnestly, "Stop reading the scripts. Especially the scripts written in Jinjiang and Qidian County."

Daoist Yan choked up, and explained solemnly, "It's not a script."

Seeing his serious look, Brother Jun understood again.

Oh yes.A Taoist priest like Yan Taoist, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looks like a hardworking person who doesn't fish much. He must read their Taoist classics on weekdays.

Brother Jun has also read those classics.In order to get some inspiration on swordsmanship, he watched it several times.Some of the contents inside are very reasonable, while others look like dreams, dreams of immortality and the same life as the sky.

I think Daoist Yan has seen too much.

However, this is also normal.After all, Daoist Yan is a pure Taoist priest, so he naturally has the common faults of all Taoist priests.It’s a common problem of preaching to others even though you believe in yourself.

Brother Jun couldn't help but recall his third brother.His third brother once told him about his experience when he came to the East Palace to play.

The third brother said that when Brother Jun was not at home, he had met a Taoist priest in the imperial city.

The Taoist priest looked like a young man, but his head was full of hair, and he was very immortal. He was temporarily living in a certain courtyard in the imperial city.When he looked at people, he was always condescending, and his eyes seemed to show the arrogance that he was no more than a mere mortal, and he could tell at a glance that he was not a Taoist priest around the imperial city.

There are also Taoist temples around the imperial city, but the Taoist priests there are very calm. From time to time, they will come to the city for a stroll, visit and condolences to the old people in West Street, and occasionally they will stay and fight together under the greetings of the elders and aunts in West Street. Tai Chi, dance a square dance.

Anyway, not the kind of nostrils looking at the sky.

The Taoist priest from outside was very good, even if the enthusiastic aunts and uncles from West Street came to visit, he would coldly turn people away, and he would not even meet him.

Ah, what a guts.

Who are uncle and aunt?The overlords in the imperial city, even the most arrogant and domineering dandies in other streets, dare not presumptuously in front of them, so how could a mere foreign Taoist priest be able to provoke them?

It's a pity that the foreign Taoist didn't understand this truth, he only knew that after a few rejections, the enthusiasm of the people in the imperial city dissipated.Originally, when he went to the street with a head of white hair, someone would introduce him to a medical clinic that could treat baldness. Later, when he went out, he didn't even see a goose and gave him a look.

The Taoist didn't take it too seriously, he only said that mortals are worthy of being mortals, even their enthusiasm is false, they can only last for a while, and they don't have the determination to persevere.

While disdainful in his heart, he approached the third brother.He said that he was the elder Danxiu of a certain sect in the world of cultivating immortals, and he figured out that the third younger brother, Qingqi, was a good seed for cultivating immortals, and he had a deep relationship with him as a master and apprentice.The purpose of coming here this time is to instruct the third younger brother to embark on the road of longevity.

The third younger brother was very curious and asked, "Longevity? How can I live forever?"

The Taoist pursed his lips and snorted coldly, then took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and asked the third brother to reach out and pour it out.A big black ball fell into the hands of the third brother.

"Eat it." The Taoist said, "This pill is the foundation pill. I have been refining it for seven to 49 days and spent countless celestial herbs to make one. It is extremely precious. After taking it, you can skip the qi refining and enter the Building a foundation is the first step on the path to longevity."

The third brother looked at him, then sniffed the ball again.

Fragrant, with the smell of ageratum.

At this moment, he understood.

This priest is an idiot.

What are you talking about Zhu Ji Dan?This taste is exactly the same as the Huoxiang Zhengqi Dali Pill rubbed by an old Chinese doctor surnamed Sun on West Street, so cherish it.

People in the entire imperial city eat a lot in summer, even the emperor eats it, it can clear away heat and detoxify and beautify the skin.

However, the old Chinese doctor said that the ingredients and techniques of this recipe are quite special, and most people can't do it well, and in the end, they have to borrow a pill furnace from a Taoist temple outside the imperial city to bake it.

Herb ingredients usually grow in strange old forests deep in the mountains. The old Chinese doctor is too old to pick them himself, so he entrusts the task to the West Street Overlord Goose. Anyway, the goose always goes to the mountains to fight with bears. .

The skill of the old Chinese medicine ball rolling is very good. A few herbs can be thrown into the pill furnace to make many balls.Even for seven days, that amount is enough for the entire imperial city to last a summer.

Just this, just this, how dare the foreign stinky Taoist lie to him that it is something that can make you live forever?

Heh, do you really think that the third prince is a fool?

Laugh to death.

But the fact that the third child is not stupid does not mean that the other brothers are not stupid.In addition to Brother Jun, there are a total of ten brothers in their generation of royal brothers. Not everyone has drained the water in their brains like the third child. Some brothers have ponds in their heads, while others have ponds in their heads. Dressed in the sea.

It may be because the sea is so big that you can still hear the sound of the waves when you knock on it, so that the sound of the waves blinded the eyes of the stinky Taoist priest.The Taoist actually told that brother Hai that he had a seven-aperture exquisite heart.

My God, Qiqiaolinglongxin!

Since ancient times, it has been said that there are seven orifices and exquisite hearts. How many good ends do they have?Haven't they all been dug out by goblins?

Ah, such a vicious Taoist priest, such a vicious curse.

What is even more suffocating is that the brother actually believed it.

What Jiu Meimei would not believe, he actually believed it.

The third brother was heartbroken.Although he doesn't like that brother from Hai, the two are brothers who are connected by flesh and blood.He couldn't bear to watch his brother go astray, so on a dark and windy night, he slipped into the alchemy room of the stinky Taoist priest and scraped away all the ashes in the alchemy furnace.

He remembered that an old Chinese doctor once said that the most important thing for a Taoist to make alchemy is furnace ash.If there is no furnace ash, don't even try to make a fart.

Sure enough, the next day when he found out that his alchemy stove had turned into a shiny iron stove, the stinky Taoist priest was furious, regardless of whether it was exquisite or not, yelled that mortals were hopeless, and left on the same day.

Hai's brother was finally safe, and the third brother breathed a sigh of relief, and later he used the ashes to make fireworks.

Although, everyone else said it wasn't fireworks, it was a bomb.

After recalling the story of the third brother, Brother Jun also secretly sighed.

This story once again proves a truth, that is, Dao can be Dao, very Dao, and most brothers are fools.

Brother Jun looked at Daoist Yan in front of him again.

Daoist Yan seems to be very reliable, but he still has a lot of bad habits of Taoist priests, thinking about immortality all day long.

But how can there be immortality in this world?

They don't live in some Jinjiang dialect.

Thinking of this, Brother Jun patted Daoist Yan on the shoulder again to make him accept the reality.

However, Daoist Yan was stern, "This is the reality. Immortal cultivation is real, and you are already a Nascent Soul."

Brother Jun still didn't believe it.

Taoist Master Yan pondered for a while, and decided to change the method.He asked Brother Jun, "Could it be that you don't feel any difference in yourself?"

Brother Jun said no.

Who is Brother Jun?An ordinary swordsman.Like his good brothers, he practiced sword hard every day.It's just that compared with Acheng Chuuxue, Brother Jun's ambition is more ambitious.

Yuanda not only wants to be number one in the world, he also wants to stand tall in the sky.

Daoist Yan said again, "You are a sword cultivator, don't you feel that your sword is too powerful?"

Brother Jun thought of the doubled mountain top of Chuuxue's house, and then shook his head.

It's true that he can chop mountains, but it's only because he practiced sword day and night that he was a little better than his two good brothers who needed to sleep.

Moreover, Acheng and Fuxue are also very powerful.Recently they wrote to say that Ah Cheng has been able to divide the sea with a sword with all his strength.And blowing snow?I heard that when he was traveling, he encountered a huge mudslide. In desperation, he split the mudslide with a sword and completely bypassed the village where he was staying.

Therefore, it is normal for him to be able to split mountains and so on, even a powerful swordsman can do this.

Daoist Yan thought it made sense when he heard the words, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

He thought about it and decided to change direction.

"Then, do you feel that your body is lighter?" He gestured, "For example, can you easily leave the ground?"

"Qinggong?" Brother Jun said "Oh" and said, "I can, just fly a little higher."

Daoist Yan suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, and asked, "How tall?"

Brother Jun: "It's like flying to the clouds."

Daoist Yan thought that this was indeed the case, and he let out a deep breath.

"That's not light work." He said, "That's called flying. The kind that can fly through clouds and fog."

Brother Jun paused, and then changed his sitting position to continue arguing with Daoist Yan, when suddenly he touched his umbrella.It was the umbrella of friendship that he hung to dry by the campfire.

He reached out and touched it, it was fine, it was done.So he put away the umbrella and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Umbrella, gone, in plain sight.

Daoist Yan immediately stopped Brother Jun's next speech, and continued, "Do you still feel that you don't need to eat or sleep?"

Brother Jun nodded honestly.

"You can fly." Daoist Yan looked at him deeply, his eyes were full of admiration and incomprehension, "You know how to fly, but you still have bigu. Then you, aren't you cultivating immortals?"

Brother Jun couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

At this moment, his three views seemed to fluctuate, and the world view in his eyes seemed to be shaking and breaking.At the moment when it was about to be reorganized, there was a loud noise suddenly, and a white giant broke through the roof of Lanruo Temple.

That figure was so fast, so swift, and so arrogant.

The arrogance fell from the sky, like a cannonball developed by the third brother.

It folded its wings, rolled continuously at 720 degrees in the air, and suddenly rushed into Brother Jun's arms.

It's a goose, it's a white crane, it's Brother Jun's big goose.

Brother Jun hugged it, and Goose bounced its slender neck with a "dang", exposing its head in high spirits, and rattled at Brother Jun.

Brother Jun frowned.

Too bad, he's not Fuxue.He can't understand goose language.

So, Brother Jun turned to look at Daoist Yan.

Daoist Yan also frowned, "Do you think I understand?"

Brother Jun said, "But you, say you are a cultivator of immortality."

Daoist Yan and Daoist Yan choked up.

Yes, he is a cultivator, but is there a rule that a cultivator must be able to understand small animals?How can he be a Golden Core cultivator?It's not the princess in the storybook of the Western Regions.

So he said to Brother Jun very sincerely, "Shut up, Yuanying."

Hmph, what a waste.Goose's peasy eyes flashed, revealing a look of contempt.

However, it turned its neck at ninety degrees, used its bright yellow flat goose beak to pluck its own butt hair, and took out a letter from inside.

The fur of a goose's butt is the softest and warmest fur on the goose's body. It looks thin from the outside, but it's actually thick, and it won't come out after stuffing it in.It hides the second brother's letter inside, so no bad guy can steal it.

It gave the letter to Brother Jun.

Brother Jun knew right away that it was a letter from Spinach.He rubbed the goose's head appreciatively, then stroked the goose's butt calmly.

Oh, what a soft fur.

Brother Jun took the letter seriously, put the goose down, and opened it——

He suddenly shrank his pupils, and in the next breath, he disappeared directly in place.

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Yan Daochang's pupils trembled.

This, this is shrinking to an inch.

Only a master cultivator would shrink the ground into an inch.

You also said that you are not cultivating immortals!

Gu Jun!