Swipe the Sword to Fight the Clouds [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

What Ye Gucheng didn't see was that the little baby girl who was tightly guarded by him on his chest let out a sharp sob after he passed out.The mark on the baby girl's wrist suddenly became hot. The little baby girl seemed to be hurt badly, but she didn't even cry out, and just passed out from the pain.

In the chaos, Ye Gucheng only felt a little bit of coolness.The coolness was strange but somewhat familiar, he vaguely recalled that when he got up this morning, the broken snow that fell on his palm seemed to have this kind of temperature.

Ye Gucheng didn't know where he was in a daze, but instinctively, he suddenly raised his hand and touched his waist.The side of the waist where the black scabbard sword was usually hanging was empty, Ye Gucheng frowned slightly, and opened his eyes instantly.

What came into view was a vast expanse of white snow, and there was a faint sound of cranes in the distance.He lowered his head to look at his palm, only he was holding a Supa in his hand.

unusual.That was Ye Gucheng's first thought.He clearly remembered that he had given this Fang Supa to Uncle Zhong, asking him to keep it safe, and hand it over to Fuyue together with the clothes when she grew up.As for the jade pendant used as a token, Ye Gucheng thought about it, and asked the maid to find a softer red silk, which was still tied around the baby girl's neck.

But now, why did this Supa come back to him?

What makes Ye Gucheng even more puzzled is that he is clearly in Baiyun City, which is hot all year round, and sporadic snow is rare, so how can there be such a continuous snow scene?

No matter how you look at this matter, it seems weird, Ye Gucheng's muscles tense, and he carefully pays attention to the changes around him.At this moment, he has no sword in his hand, but Ye Gucheng was on the verge of despair in his previous life, not to mention that after his life and death, everything in the world, even if it is just the white snow in front of him, what is it that is not his sword?

Slightly closing his eyes, Ye Gucheng did not move around indiscriminately, but listened to the surrounding noises.

the wind.the sound of snow.The sound of cranes.

These voices are entangled, but the other voice becomes clearer.How could Ye Gucheng not be familiar with that voice?The sound of the long sword piercing through the air, is there anything in the world more familiar to Ye Gucheng than this sound?

Amber eyes suddenly opened, a ray of cold light flashed, Ye Gucheng raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, following his movements, the soft white snow on the ground was lifted up by his internal force, and condensed into a barrier in front of him.

The cold light stabbing in front of him paused slightly. The visitor thought he could easily break through the barrier formed by the hastily condensed snow, but unexpectedly, when his sword tip fell into the snow, it seemed to be unloaded. With all the strength.Even though he had used his internal strength, he still couldn't break through the snow curtain.

Ye Gucheng didn't expect that this move he used for the first time would have such a miraculous effect. Before that, his expectation for this move was just to delay the opponent for a while, allowing him time to perform the second move.

Only at this time did Ye Gucheng discover the strangest thing.He looked down at his hand, it was definitely not a young man's hand.Raising his hand to touch the beard on his lips, Ye Gucheng was surprised to find that his body had returned to the peak state of his thirties.

It is precisely because of this that the sense of unreality in Ye Gucheng's heart grows stronger.

Ye Gucheng has always been sober and self-sufficient, even if he encounters rebirth, he will not panic.That's because he was able to clearly separate the past life from the present life, and he didn't think that rebirth would be an advantage, and he didn't think it was such a troublesome thing to change his body from a complete victory to a juvenile state.

He has always been poised, nothing happened.Therefore, since he was 12 years old, Ye Gucheng never thought about the possibility of returning to 30 years old.

Now that this weird fact happened, Ye Gucheng denied his original thought, this is definitely not his dream—dream is something he wants but cannot get, what happened now is definitely not what he wanted.

However, Ye Gucheng never liked getting hurt.No matter what is going on right now, he needs to cheer up to deal with the long sword stabbing at him.

He originally thought that if the opponent missed a hit, there would be another move.However, the opponent returned the sword to the sheath and stood still five steps in front of Ye Gucheng.

Only then did Ye Gucheng see clearly that the other party was a Taoist priest with a high crown, but the Taoist robe was not in an ordinary style, but blue and white, with a waist and wide sleeves.Although it looks weird, but being worn by this person does have a bit of fairy air.Although this priest has silver hair, but just looking at his face, he still looks like a young man in his 20s.

And he didn't take the floating dust of an ordinary Taoist priest, but carried a long sword behind his back.With the move that this person just made, Ye Gucheng can be sure that his martial arts are not weak, and his swordsmanship is even vaguely superior to his own!

But why had he never seen such a person before?A trace of solemnity flashed across Ye Gucheng's face, and he looked more cautiously at the Taoist priest.

"You young man, don't be nervous."

That long opening was not a clear juvenile voice, but a somewhat hoarse middle-aged voice.With his somewhat youthful face, no matter how you look at it, it just makes people feel weird.

Ye Gucheng has indeed heard that some people can rejuvenate after their martial arts reach the peak.Even himself, because of his deep inner strength, looks younger than his peers.So Ye Gucheng was not surprised by this person's strangeness.

Ye Gucheng watched the visitor calmly, waiting for his next words.

The Taoist leader was very satisfied with Ye Gucheng's calm attitude, and he couldn't help but praised: "Sure enough, he is the chosen one of the heavenly family, and he should have entered my Chunyang sect."

The Taoist attitude was strange, and what he said was not very clear.Ye Gucheng could understand every word he said, but Ye Gucheng had never heard of what he said about "Pure Yang" or "Heavenly Blessing".I just wanted this person to lead him here, and he came here for this matter.

Simply Ye Gucheng was not in a hurry, he waited for this person to explain the matter to him in detail.

"Poverty Dao Chongyi." The Taoist performed a Taoist salute and reported his Taoist name.Then he didn't buy Guanzi, and began to introduce to Ye Gucheng: "My Chunyang Temple was built in the fourth year of Kaiyuan, the Taoist Lu Dongbin built it in Huashan, and the disciples in the temple practiced swords and cultivated immortals to prove the way of heaven and earth." There seemed to be some pride in the man's expression.

After turning around, his voice lowered: "Later, after the Anshi Rebellion, more than half of the disciples of the Chunyang Sect were killed or injured. The Taoist ancestor ordered me to wait for the closed mountain and concentrate on cultivation. After hundreds of years, the disciples of the Sect have been promoted one after another. Poor Dao No talent, it took 300 years to reach the realm of heaven and man, and what I meet with you now is a ray of spiritual consciousness of Pindao, in order to pass on my pure yang kung fu, so that Pindao can be regarded as having some face I'm going to see Daozu and the senior brothers."

What this person said was very absurd, Ye Gucheng frowned, and said: "I have never heard of any dynasty with the reign name of Kaiyuan, let alone the Anshi Rebellion. If Chunyangzi Lu Dongbin, he must be a legendary figure." ?”

Chong Yi was not annoyed, he waved his sleeves.Suddenly, the white snow in front of Ye Gucheng turned into lush flowers.Twirling a falling flower, Chong Yi said: "You live a new life, is it still your original world? Three thousand glazed worlds, each is different."

The secret of Ye Gucheng's rebirth was revealed, he didn't feel panic, but he believed the Taoist's words to some extent.With sullen eyebrows, Ye Gucheng said: "If it is for the inheritance of the master, the Daoist will find a real child with good aptitude when he grows up. If I am like this, I am afraid it will be difficult to learn from scratch."

Biting the accent on the word "true", Ye Gucheng folded the handkerchief in his hand and sat on the ground - he knew that this person would not let him leave easily, so he would not waste his efforts.However, in this world, no one can force Ye Gucheng to do what he doesn't want to do.

Because he is Ye Gucheng.That's all.

This was already a clear rejection, but Chong Yi was not annoyed after hearing this, instead he said: "No, you are indeed the most suitable."

He sat down opposite Ye Gucheng, thought for a while, but stood up again.The long sword was unsheathed again, Chong Yi said to Ye Gucheng: "Look at this move."

Chongyi's long sword stood in front of his chest, and he didn't see how he moved, a halo suddenly burst out around him, and in the halo within four feet, Ye Gucheng suddenly felt as if he was powerless, even just now instinctively The internal force of the protective body was dissipated one by one!

"This is what you call, fighting against mountains and rivers with a sword." Seeing Ye Gucheng's slightly changed face, Chong Yi withdrew the long sword in his hand, and said to Ye Gucheng, "Isn't that the trick you used just now?"

Ye Gucheng was slightly stunned, and then became a little silent - what Chong Yi said was right, his first move after breaking through just now was indeed similar to the one Chong Yi demonstrated.

As if aware of the change in Ye Gucheng's attitude, Chong Yi continued: "Actually, as a blessed person, if you comprehend it by yourself, I'm afraid you will eventually comprehend a set of our Chunyang's Zixia Gong and Taixu Sword Intent. That being the case, if you can avoid some detours and ensure the integrity of the inheritance, why do you refuse?"

Speaking of the celestial beings, Ye Gucheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is the celestial beings?"

Chong Yi didn't hide it from him, and explained to him: "The so-called heavenly family is just a name we give to this kind of people. In our Tang Dynasty, there were often so-called "born to know" in various sects. These people naturally possessed the inheritance of each sect when they were young. Although most of them will be no different from ordinary disciples in the future, occasionally there will be a few outstanding people who can inherit the complete martial arts of each sect. Call it the Blessed One."

There was a sigh in Chong Yi's eyes, and he sighed softly: "It's a pity that since the Anshi Rebellion, the Blessed Ones haven't appeared for hundreds of years."

Ye Gucheng was not happy because Chong Yi said that he was a celestial blessing, he quietly looked at the immortal Taoist priest in front of him, and asked in a cold voice: "Why me?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Chong Yi's face finally stopped.

The author has something to say: the city lord is about to become a baa~

Are the so-called blessed ones really not gamers?Well, I don’t know, uncle, just set it like this!

☆, the fairy caresses my top.