Nine thoughts of a gentleman in comprehensive martial arts

Ye Jiusi stood on the Chengtian Sword Platform. A circular platform was divided into Yin and Yang halves. One side was blazing into a pool, and the other side was cold and deep.The hot magma can melt all the materials and temper the most perfect sword model, and the cold pool water can temper the sword blade to form an unparalleled sharp sword edge. I also have to admit that such a sword-forging platform is unparalleled in the world.

In the end it was the trick of the immortals, otherwise, who could make the extreme cold and the extreme heat separate the two places, without interfering with each other, yet complementing each other?

"Fairies can forge swords here. If you need any material, we will find it for you!" Ming Xi, who was only thinking about raising his sect to ascend, was naturally very happy about the fairy descending to earth, but he was not sure about the identity of this fairy, but Seeing that the other party has the oracle of the Nine Heavens Xuannv Empress, so I respect him very much.Hearing that the other party came to forge swords, I was very excited. I secretly thought that the Empress Jiutianxuan might have sent me down to teach them the art of sword forging. There is a bit of clumsiness in the technique, and I hope the fairy Yada will teach my apprentice a thing or two."

Ye Jiusi had no intention of understanding the other party's address, and he might not be light-hearted when explaining it, so he could only keep silent. Hearing this, he thought he owed Qionghua a favor, and said, "Yes."

The sword casting technique in the Tang world is very different from the sword casting technique in this world. The sword casting technique in the Tang world pays more attention to the shape and material of the sword, while the sword casting technique in this world pays more attention to the quality of the sword. Grinding and infusion.During the seven years of waiting on Cangwu Mountain, Ye Jiusi also went down the mountain from time to time, or found some spiritual injection methods from Wutong, combined with his own sword-making skills, took the essence and discarded the dross, and walked out of an unusual path. .

Ye Jiusi agreed, and Mingxi couldn't help being overjoyed, before he sent the order out, Ye Jiusi said again: "I need to prepare, and I will let the disciples come over in three days."

Ming Xi thought that the other party might have some exclusive method for making swords, and it is normal to need preparations, so he smiled and said: "It's natural."

After Mingxi left, he kept his oath and drove all the disciples far away, not allowing them to step into the Chengtian sword stage.After Ye Jiusi waited for him to leave, he raised his hand and set up a barrier, engulfing the entire Chengtian Sword Terrace, and then made a trick, the surrounding soil was lifted up like water, and a simple sword-making room was formed in the blink of an eye .The dust was flying, but her clothes were spotless, she just stared at the magma surging in the pool of fire indifferently, in her dark eyes, apart from the endless eternal night, there was only blood-like redness left.

The blood-smeared formation, the forbidden technique of the Longyuan tribe, comforting the gods with blood sacrifices, using living beings as rafts, and transforming living souls into sword spirits, Ye Jiusi almost didn't need to think about it, knowing that this technique must not be tolerated in the world.

However, both she and her master have been rejected by heaven, and they are no longer tolerated in the world, so it is better to give it a go, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

But Ye Jiusi didn't know that she had already become a fairy, and with her great morality, she should have been reminded by a little bit of heaven.But in this world, the high plane of heaven covered up the reminder of Datang's world law, and covered up her last life, just to make the two aliens who broke into this world irreversible.

Activating a blood-smearing array originally required a large amount of blood sacrifices, and depriving thousands of grasses and trees of spirits, it can be said that it would cause a great murder.Let's not mention why Nine Heavens Xuannv handed down this magic circle, but Ye Jiusi didn't intend to commit such a precept of killing.Even though she was crazy and wanted Ye Ying to be resurrected, Ye Ying's words before her death that she never changed her original intention were always engraved in her heart.

She didn't hope that one day when Ye Ying came back, she would no longer be her.

Since childhood, she has always been Ye Ying's proud apprentice, and she has never failed his expectations. She keeps in mind every word of his teachings and works hard for them.

It's the same this time.

She took out an exquisite glass bottle from her bosom, and the liquid in the bottle was bright red with a little golden streamer, which was almost ominously coquettish.It was the blood she shed from self-mutilation due to severe pain in the past ten days, which was collected by her and used to paint the blood-smeared formation.She has become a fairy, the blood of one person is better than the blood of thousands of mortals, and the living beings don't need to collect it, as long as they draw her cultivation base is enough.

Ye Jiusi used paper as a pen, dipped in his own blood, and then carefully sketched runes on the platform paved with ice and snow. The ice-white platform, the deep red blood, and the characters in the shape of snakes, everything was full of strangeness and coquettishness. beauty.Ye Jiusi's expression was very calm, and her hands were very steady, just like she was holding a sword, as steady as a mountain, unmoving.It wasn't until two days passed like water that Ye Jiusi stood up, looked at the unformed formation, and the glass bottle that had long been empty, drew his sword, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed fiercely on his arm .

Blood spewed out, but Ye Jiusi's face remained unchanged, he wiped the wound, and carefully sketched the last part of the formation with his hands dripping with blood.

At the same time, Mingxi abided by the agreement and sent his disciple Zong Lian three days later.Zong Lian is only 16 years old now, just at the age of youth, because he loves swords very much by nature, so Mingxi has already appointed him as the next sword-wielding elder, and pinned his hope of forging double swords on him.Zong Lian was very excited about getting advice from the immortal, and cherished this rare opportunity very much. He took care of himself meticulously, came to Chengtian Sword Terrace with a serious face, and stayed quietly in the casting room. Waiting outside the sword room, not daring to interrupt.

He waited for a long time, when suddenly a cold current shot up from his feet, he subconsciously wanted to make a trick, and a wave of spiritual power as vast as the sea and vigorous as a mountain suddenly swept towards him.Zong Lian's feet were unsteady, and he almost fell to the ground. He barely stood still, but cold sweat suddenly wet his back.That power was fleeting, and was soon suppressed, and retreated back to the sword casting furnace.But Zong Lian couldn't forget the feeling that he was weak and weak like an ant at that moment. He thought he was talented, hardworking, hard-working, progressive, and an inner disciple, enjoying the best resources, and his strength was already impressive.

He thought that the great way could be expected, but until today, he realized how small he is, and he is just a drop in the ocean.

All of a sudden, his self-confidence was shattered, and there were some signs of unstable Dao heart, but suddenly a cold voice came from his ear and said indifferently: "Come in."

Zong Lian settled down, lowered his head to show respect and humility, then pushed the sword hut away and walked in.

"Come here." The voice as cold as broken jade sounded again, but Zong Lian felt that his wavering state of mind had miraculously calmed down.He was about to say something, but suddenly he heard the sound of his clothes rubbing against each other, his head sank, and a gust of cold air flowed down the top of the sky and went straight into his internal organs, which immediately cleared his mind and made him a lot clearer.

Ye Jiusi withdrew his hand, and said calmly: "If you don't have a firm heart, you have not yet accomplished the way of the sword. If you want to achieve something, you must swing the sword ten thousand times a day to guide you on the right path."

Zong Lian looked up boldly at first, but quickly lowered his head, unable to remember Ye Jiusi's face for a moment.Listening to the other party's words at this time, I feel ashamed for a while, so embarrassed that I don't know what to do. Although Qionghua is famous for his swordsmanship, he actually learns spells. Basic knowledge of sword moves is enough. No one wants to hone The same is true for Zong Lian's sword moves.At this time, being awakened like this, I also knew that I was on the wrong path, and I was so ashamed that I didn't know how to face it. I could only look down at the other party's white as snow clothes in a daze, and I could smell the coldness in my heart.

"My junior, thank you for your guidance." Zong Lian respected the most rules, and after saluting meticulously, he saw Ye Jiusi pointing to an open space in the distance, and said, "Look there, how much you can learn is up to you. "

Ye Jiusi didn't even look at him after speaking, and walked back to the stove, raised his hand and struck out with a palm, setting off a thousand layers of heat waves, and all the hot magma fell into the sword hut.Zong Lian only felt that the bright sword light in front of him disappeared in a flash, and Ye Jiusi sent Yangui into the sword hut. Her eyes reflected the red lotus-like fire light, and she watched Yangui turn into molten iron under the high heat with a blank expression. indifferent.

Zong Lian didn't know why, but always felt that the indifferent and cold immortal like a jade carving was extraordinarily fragile at this moment.

Although Yangui is a good sword, it is also an ordinary iron. Ye Jiusi selected more than a dozen materials from Qionghua's gift and the materials he brought, smelted them one by one, removed impurities, melted them together, refined them repeatedly, and poured them together. , and then it was polished through thousands of tempers until the sword was formed.Ye Jiusi's attainments in sword-making are no less than those in swordsmanship. She wants to create a sword that is upright and peaceful but also noble. Ye Ying's Zhongzheng Dao does not just exist as a sharp weapon.

Ye Jiusi put his heart and soul into it, and Zong Lian was fascinated by it. Only then did he realize that the precise placement of each hammer can produce such an incredible effect. It does not require careful polishing to shape a sword, and it is like a thunderbolt. Three hundred hammers can be used to create a well-shaped sword blade, and one hammer is not redundant, and there is no waste at all.The rest of the polishing is just to make the material of the sword harder and sharper. Zong Lian believes that even without spirit injection, this sword is definitely not inferior to any fairy sword.What an incredible thing this was for him, it completely broke his concept of following the rules.

If it wasn't for the senior brother Taiqing who was worried that his third junior brother would starve to death in the sword hut, and risked huge risks to break in, Zong Lian might not be able to recover.

Ye Jiusi worked tirelessly for three months. Her complexion was icy white, her lips were purple, but a pair of dark eyes burned with blazing flames from the depths, almost consuming everything.Until three months later, she watched the brand new Yangui take shape in the sword hut, and sat cross-legged without moving for five days and five nights.

It wasn't until the fifth day that Ye Jiusi stood up, stretched out his hand, and grasped Yangui in the sword hut.

"Ah!" Two whispers sounded at the same time, but they were suddenly dragged aside by someone covering their mouths.Ye Jiusi glanced at it from the corner of his eye, only to realize that at some point, there were three more teenagers beside Zong Lian. Judging from their clothes, they should all be Qionghua's inner disciples. Immature, still young, with mild eyebrows and panicked expressions, an older man was with Zong Lian, covering their mouths tightly.

These three people are Zong Lian's senior brother Taiqing, second senior brother Qingyang, and fourth senior brother Chongguang.

These people are all under Mingxi's sect, they are also inner disciples, and they have very deep feelings.In the beginning, because Zong Lian hadn't been out for a long time, Taiqing came in to bring him food at the risk of being punished by the gods. After entering, he found that he was not punished.Afterwards, Qingyang and Chongguang also ran in. Seeing that Ye Jiusi had no intention of blaming them, they all sat in a row and began to watch Ye Jiusi forge a sword.

Before Ye Jiusi sat quietly, the four of them didn't dare to disturb her, so they could only sit blankly, daring not to speak.It was fine, but today Ye Jiusi suddenly stretched out his hand into the furnace that was hot enough to melt steel to take the sword. The gentle monk Qingyang and the immature Chongguang couldn't help screaming out of fear, which made Ye Jiusi notice .

The four of them panicked, but Ye Jiusi only glanced at it, then looked away.Holding the burnt red flame in her hand, it gave off a scorching smell, but she didn't realize it, and walked to the edge of the ice pool under the shocked and worried eyes of the four people, and dipped the flame into the cold. pond.The icy pool water instantly hardened Yangui's sword blade, Ye Jiusi changed his hand to hold Yangui, but the other hand was turned out bloody, and the flesh was scorched black.

This scene is really tragic, the soft-hearted Qingyang couldn't bear to look at it any more, and turned his head away.

After tempering, Ye Jiusi picked up the flame and wiped it on the blade of the sword with the other hand, leaving a string of blood beads.The four of them went in without knowing it, but they heard Ye Jiusi say softly: "If you want to take it, you must give it first. Today, I will use my blood to cut the blade for you." Shooting, the bright sword light almost hurt everyone's eyes.

"You go on your own." Ye Jiusi turned around and went to the inner room without looking at the four of them.

The four of them looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to say much, and after saluting Ye Jiusi's back, they backed away quietly.

Ye Jiusi entered the inner room, put Yangui into the center of the blood-smeared formation, instilled a lot of spiritual power, and activated the formation.Ye Jiusi stared at it for a long time with the sound of the sound of the flame returning to the sword, and Ye Jiusi looked at it for a long time, then turned his hand, took up a bright yellow flame in his palm, and gently put him into the blood-smeared formation. in the eye of a needle.

Everything was ready, the formation was running automatically, and the dazzling light suddenly appeared, Ye Jiusi had to close his eyes.

The soaring golden light rose up to form a beam of light that almost penetrated the sky and the earth. It was already late at night, but this beam of light illuminated the four directions as bright as day, and could be clearly seen in a radius of hundreds of miles.The entire Qionghua faction was startled, everyone stared blankly at the beam of light that soared into the sky, and couldn't help but wonder whether it was because the fairy's sword had already been completed that such a vision appeared?

Zong Lian and his group, who had just left not far away, were even more astonished. They watched the blade take shape, but what did they do in the end to form such a magnificent scene?

They couldn't help being curious, and sneaked back to Chengtian Sword Terrace, but they didn't see the Sword Hut, only ruins remained, scattered and nothing left.

There is only a woman in white clothes standing on it, her black hair is loose and loosely tied with a white ribbon.Her body is like a bamboo, and her posture is like a slender jade tree. Although it is the simplest and most plain clothing, she has already worn the most beautiful style.There is a forehead ornament on her ice-like face, the blue is deep and gorgeous, and the silver is mysterious and holy, making her clear and picturesque eyebrows and eyes have a kind of coolness and tranquility like moonlight.Just looking at her, she is like a god above the nine heavens, like a cold tree in a distant mountain, so far away.

But the woman who looked like an ice sculpture was holding a sword, gently rubbing the hilt with a movement that was so gentle that it could almost be said to be cautious.

As if caressing someone's cheek.

Even after a long time, when Zong Lian recalled this scene, he would feel an unspeakable shock. He would touch the head of his disciple and grandson and tell him this almost sealed-up past.

"Such a cold and heartless fairy."

"She actually smiled."

At that time, he only saw the immortal who was not involved in the mortal world, standing on the Chengtian sword platform, holding the sword, as if embracing the love of his life.

The eyebrows and eyes are gentle.

The author has something to say: In this chapter, two concepts of rigidity and softness appear at the same time, so I chose this sentence as the title...

Zonglian, Taiqing, Qingyang, Chongguang, everyone should know, right?If you have played Xianjian IV, you should know that they are the heads and elders of the Qionghua faction in the future, and they are also the chief culprits of Qionghua's downfall.Zong Lian forged the twin swords of Xi and Wangshu, but he felt regretful after failing. He is the master of Murong Ziying in the protagonist group of four.

Alas, well, everyone is very perceptive, so I won't say much, Nine Heavens Xuannv gave Xiao Jiu'er this magic circle indeed with malicious intentions. =v=

Xiao Jiu'er's current state is actually quite dangerous. There is a feeling that his sanity is hanging by a thread, and he may be cut off at any time.In the past, Ye Ying's soul was fused into Xiao Jiu'er's soul, but Xiao Jiu'er couldn't feel Ye Ying's vitality, so she felt desperate.And in this chapter, Xiao Jiuer found something for Ye Ying, so she "consciously" lived with hope. For her, the current Yangui is Ye Ying, her hope, so... you know ...

Just to remind you, Xiao Jiu'er's kendo is a way of killing and cutting out of extreme despair... So, don't blame me for being merciless...

Qionghua lays an ambush here, and has no intention of changing Qionghua's idea of ​​ascension, this is the beginning of everything.

But Zong Lian and Xiao Jiu'er are half masters, in the future Xiao Jiu'er will be more involved with Zihua~~!

Well, I abused me again in this chapter. I know that you want to beat me to abuse my heart and body. Come on, young heroes, "Team Brush Authors" has been opened. Peace oh~~! (I hope it will not be harmonized..._(:зゝ∠)_)

Thank you [Yanyan] for the reward from my dear mine~~Meme~~!

In the end, believe me, no matter how much you abuse me, I still love you~~~!