Vol 8 Chapter 63: Excalibur

Yuntianhe was born on Qingluan Peak since he was a child, and he and his father Yun Tianqing depended on each other for fate. His father, Yun Tianqing, is a first-rate figure in the sword fairy, but because he is tired of disputes, he lives in seclusion with his wife in the mountains. Soon after Yun Tianhe was born, his mother became seriously ill and died. His father Yun Tianqing remembered all the time, but because the child was young and could not bear to leave the house, he never went with his wife.
　　 The days on the mountain are bitter, Yun Tianqing is discouraged, so he can tolerate the silence here, and the kid Yun Tianhe has never seen the world before, and has a straightforward and cute character. He has never been curious about the appearance of the mountain, so he can live for a long time.
　　 The Yun family's father and son stayed away from the crowd and lived a simple life. Father Yun has a wealth of books and high skills. He is a master of Yunwen and Yunwu. He taught his own children a trivial matter, but his temper and interest are different from ordinary people. He has never been restricted by etiquette, so he never taught Yun Tianhe to read and read. . Perhaps if a person understands the talents of governing the world, his mind will drift into the dust and will not be trapped in the mountains and far away.
　　Father Yun taught some abilities to meditate, adjust the breath, dance the sword and punch the fist. He often said: How can my son, Yun Tianqing, be bullied?
　　 However, this person is tired of fighting after all, so he has never taught the magic tricks. It is probably that when a person's martial arts is good, he will fight for the strong and eager. Therefore, for many years, Yun Tianhe has only practiced human martial arts.
　　 Now, the end of Yuntianqing is approaching, and Yuntianhe is no more than a year old. In the evening of that day, Yun Tianhe was practicing swordsmanship in front of the house as usual. Although he was young, he was strong enough to wield a wooden sword and whispered loudly.
Father Yun looked far away from the cliff and saw the vast mountains below and the vast sky above. He looked at it from his extreme eyes. The sky and the earth were like one color. The universe was like a jailed ring. There were winding mountains between the clouds and mist, like a dragon's ridge going out to sea. At this moment, the sun is sinking , Xiahui is like blood, the world has a brilliant golden color. Such a natural style makes people feel like they are not afraid of life and death in front of them.
　　 Yun Tianqing has escaped from his nature, and has lived in the mountains and forests for many years. It is nothing more than the trauma of the past, and he does not want to be involved in many chores in the world. Now I feel something, chasing after the dead wife, can't help but mutter, bluntly that the scenery in this world is so beautiful, but without you, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will be very boring.
　　 He had arranged his fuss, and when he died, he was buried with his deceased wife in Shichenxi Cave. People die like undressing, and dust does not stick to the body. Yun Tianqing is still worried about the children. After looking at the cliff for a while, I thought that the child must be hungry. It is better to cook earlier. The father and son can have a full meal. Such daily chores are also done once, and once less. He recovered, but he couldn't hear the sound of Yun Tianhe swinging his sword, and he couldn't help being surprised, wondering if the child was lazy.
Although Yun Tianqing is fascinated, she has a keen sense of consciousness. Even if she is a hundred steps away from Yuntianhe, she can still listen to the movement of the sword. Not only does she hear clearly, but he does two things with one heart. He secretly remembers the number of times he swings the sword three hundred times a day. , This is fixed, it doesn’t have to be more, but it can’t be less. Now that the sound of the sword swing is shorter than two hundred, I think it is Yun Tianhe that kid is lazy.
He was puzzled, so he turned around. A hundred steps away, Yun Tianhe's small figure was in sight. Yun Tianqing saw him dancing with a sword, a wooden sword that fluttered like flies in the sky, but never issued. There is a slight noise, the steps are sensitive, and the steps are extremely well-organized, and the breath is raised between the steps, and it is quiet. Yun Tianqing listened carefully, and finally caught the rustle of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the ground, but the wooden sword still made no sound when it was walking in the air.
try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 Yun's father knows that his own child has a dull temperament, and he is always meticulous in learning things, but it is not possible for him to be surprisingly innovative, and tonight In the meantime, he was able to perform such exquisite swordsmanship, it must have been tricky.
　　 Yuntianhe is practicing sword here, completely forgetting the shape, only a group of divine will like the sky, radiating in all directions, the cosmic energy is all infected, lively and vigorously, harmonious and natural. At this moment, within ten steps of the circle, the dust of heaven and earth are all inspired by the little aura in Yun Tianhe's heart, spontaneously responding, like birds singing in unison, although the sound is chaotic, but at ease and simple.
As a generation of sword immortals, Father Yun worshipped under the Kunlun Qionghua gate when he was young, and learned the best swordsmanship in the world. His vision is naturally extraordinary, and he can naturally see that the swordsmanship of Yuntianhe is really extraordinary. It was actually the best way to use the gods and swords.
　　 There are generally three levels of sword practice in the world. The lower one uses strength to defend the sword, the middle one uses the air to defend the sword, and the upper one uses the gods to defend the sword. This triple realm has no distinction between front and back, nor difference in permanent strength. People with extraordinary talents may be able to use the sword of God at the age of three, and those who are dull will not be able to see the face of the sword in the end, but they use strength. The sword also has the ability to divide the mountains and the sea. The weak can use the sword to protect the petals of branches.
　　 A person who uses strength to defend a sword is like carrying a mountain across the sea. Although bold, it is difficult to make progress. Those who use qi to defend the sword are like capturing the dragon and the phoenix. Although the ambition is far away, the goal is slim. And those who use the gods and swords suddenly pass through the sky like a meteor, with its infinite height, its brilliance, its vigor, and its unpredictable power. It is not empty talk to learn this magic sword, and often within a few years, he is the best swordsman figure in the world.
Yun Tianqing is already born smart, and has acquired Qionghua's magic tricks. He has been practicing swords for many years, but he is not familiar with the Qi sword technique. It is always difficult to get a complete picture of the superior magic sword. Now that his children can see this ability, how can he not be surprised? Inexplicable? Suspicious in his heart, he went to break a piece of pine branch and pierced Yun Tianhe with a sword three feet and a sword behind him.
It was said that Yun Tianqing stepped into ten steps, Yun Tianhe's divine will felt, that pine branch thorns, vigorously, like a murmur of music, as clear as the white paper and ink, he can not only feel it without name, even this sword. The ups and downs are all clear to heart.
The sword art practiced by Yuntianhe is very ambitious. The divine will is like the big sun hanging in the air, shining all things, and like the blue sky like a cover, encompassing the world, and has an equal heart to all kinds of qi. Breathing out clouds, conceiving creatures, and getting mixed up over time, things can't hurt. If an opponent inflicts harm, there is also a burning power. At this moment, Yun Tianqing tentatively shot, the pine branch stopped three feet behind him, and Yun Tianhe still danced his sword, as if he didn't feel anything.
　　Father Yun was suspicious, so he swung his sword towards his left arm. This movement seemed to be induced by a sky thunder, and Yuntianhe’s wooden swordsman attacked with a backhand. Yun Tianqing is old in swordsmanship, and now retreats a little bit, letting the sword road of Kaiyun Tianhe, originally intended to retreat, and didn't want the wooden sword to jump up again at the exhaustion, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of the eyebrow.
When Yun Tianqing saw his dutiful son Yun Tianhe’s eyes fascinated, he knew that he was immersed in the crevices of sword fighting. Even if the cliff and the abyss were in front of him, he would not hesitate to hold his sword to grab it. This is the magic of the divine sword, but However, he fell behind, and at a glance, he knew that it was filled with sword theory, and it was the sword that governed the person, not the sword of the person. It seems that this set of sword tactics must have been taught by others, and by no means this stupid boy comprehended it himself.
try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 What is the skill of 　　 cloud sky green, while facing the sword with a child, while testing the school in the heart, only use the power of the limbs to fight the enemy, it is the work of kendo. But still beat Yuntianhe to the left and right. Although the Divine Sword is wonderful, but now Yun Tianhe only has a heart, but Yu Jianli is not that much. The moves and steps are purely natural, and when he thinks about it, it is pure to gain and subtle to lose, how can he be with the old predecessors Arm Wrestling?
Suddenly fought fifty strokes like this, the child was exhausted, the qi was exhausted, and the qi fell and the spirit was dissipated, Yun Tianhe awakened from the sword intent, and his father was pumped on the with a pine branch if he was not bad. UU看书www. uukanshu.com he screamed, yelling, "I'm wrong! My boy is wrong! Daddy don't fight!"
Yun Tian was calm and calm. He carried the pine branch behind his back, and the sword immortal style that had been buried for many years was undoubtedly revealed, "Smelly boy, tell you to practice sword swinging. Where did you learn such a...strange trick?" Derogatory words such as not four, but the majesty of the sword, the sword practitioners are the most respected, so he changed his words and said that this was a strange trick.
　　 Yun Tianhe has always been honest, but this time he scratched his head shyly, unable to tell a thing or two.
　　 "Smelly boy, are you courageous? Dare to lie to your father." Yun Tianqing pretended to be cold, but felt funny in her heart, so her eyes were extremely gentle.
　　 Yun Tianhe panicked immediately, "No, Dad, the child didn't lie, that person didn't let me say it."
　　 "Who is that person you are talking about? On Qingluan Peak, besides you and my father and son, is there anyone living in seclusion?"
　　 The child shook his head, "He said he was here to travel, dad, what is travel?"
　　 Yun Tianqing is very perfunctory, "You are traveling from the house to the outside. When did you see that person, and what you said to him, tell your father one by one, don't hide it, you know?"
Boss Yun Tianhe is embarrassed, "But I promised that person, I won't talk to you about him. He said, he said that you are a dying person, so why bother to be so lenient. Dad, are you really going to die?" Xiao The child is not at all sad when it comes to death. After all, he has never had any idea about it. If this is the case, he won't be distracted as ordinary people talk about it.
　　 Yun Tianqing listened to this, but stopped talking. After thinking for a while, he suddenly laughed and turned back to the house to cook.
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