Vol 2 Chapter 28: Bluestone Zhaobi Zhengyuan Sword Classic

Zhang Yan once heard that the Guangyuan School used to be futile and arrogant, and it offended many schools. After the great change thousands of years ago, several elders in the door were sitting and their heads were unknown. The successors lacked a distinguished generation, and they were pinched by several hostile martial arts, so that their vitality was greatly injured.
Since then, he has fallen from a first-rate big school to second-rate. In the end, it is still maintained by the South China School, but a large number of secret runes are offered to the South China School every ten years, including this yuan.
I have this element symbol in my hand and usually incorporate the Aura Elemental Element into my life. It is a good thing that I do not want to lose strength during the battle.
Zhang Yan packed her hands properly, and gathered up hundreds of fish monster Maggie again. Seeing that this place was not far away from the range of the magnetism of the earth pulse element, she simply walked forward, and after less than twenty miles, he felt that The sense of on his body had gradually weakened, so he released three flying boats, carried all the fish monsters Maggie up, took off in the air, and turned all the way to the Cang Cang School to the west.
After limping for more than a month, Longyuan Osawa was watching.
On this return journey, Zhang Yan successively refined two more auras, leaving only the last aura to be closed, because he suddenly felt something when he hit the third realm of Mingqi, and felt that the time was not up. In front of him, he was not in a hurry at this moment, simply decided to go back to the door and do some calculations.
So the rest of the time he sinks his mind into the residual jade, and uses it to refine the yin heavy water.
To know this method, it is called "Dharma", because in addition to the yin and coldness, it also has its own complicated process of refining and refining. The gas machine needs to swim back and forth in the meridians, travel up and down, and pump. The turbidity takes lead, and its complexity is almost comparable to the mysterious record of Xuan Yuan when he opened his veins.
According to the "Lanyun Secret Book", it takes 108 days for each drop of refining heavy water. According to him, if it is not a monk who is familiar with this method to a certain degree, even if it will last a few more days, It may not be successful. Fortunately, he has a residual jade in his hand. The achievements of January can be less than two years, even if it is worn.
After Feizhou entered Longyuan Dazao, his self-watching disciples came up to inquire and saw that the true disciples who had turned the waters of the waters of the kingdom were turned with respect and respect. Zhang Yan went all the way unimpeded. After banning Anton Luo Shao and a group of fish monsters Maggie, after a short stay, they flew to Dandingyuan again.
Xun had returned to the door, and he was not in a hurry. He sailed the boat slowly and watched the scenery along the way. It was only at the time of Langzhong that he entered Dandingyuan.
After flying over the Three Temples, I saw Zhou Chongju's fishing boat swimming in the center of the lake. He rushed there, and as soon as he landed on the boat, he had a surprise and shouted, "The ancestor, Uncle Zhang is back."
Zhang Yan straightened the whole dress outside the door, then stepped into the attic.
When I saw him come in, Zhou Chongju put down the scroll in his hand, his face slightly surprised, and said, "My brother is here in May, but why is he turning?"
Zhang Yan sat down on a round stool and sighed, "It's hard to say a word. I met a Dan teacher in the water country named Ren Cai. This person is particularly familiar with the situation in the water country. He also has deep ties with several tribal chiefs. Brother I heard from his words. Nowadays, various departments are buying a lot of gold and iron soldiers, with fierce teeth and sharp blades. At first, I did n’t care about it, but later I saw that King Zhen acted intimately, unlike the owner, and the murder in the city was gradually looming. It was to withdraw as soon as possible. Fortunately, the book that promised me to send was already available. "
Zhou Zhou Chongju regained his spirit and said, "The book printing is in hand. Show me."
Zhang Yan took out a gold seal from her sleeve and handed it over.
Zhou Chongju took over and turned it over. Seeing that there was only the seal of the king and the seal of the king, but the seal of the tribe chiefs was missing, he shook his head and said, "It seems that the brothers and sisters are not bad. The appearance is harmonious, and civil strife is imminent, otherwise the seal book will not be hurriedly handed out. Once the water country is civil strife, I will wait to resurrect with the Sanbo Lake demon. This seal book has nothing to do, but I can stand on the righteousness. You have also done a good job in this matter. "
印 This seal book was originally caught in the dazzling Luodaoyi and was delivered to Zhang Yan at the same time. At first he was a little strange to the other party's intentions, but then he gradually understood.
I am afraid that some patriarchs in the water country do not agree with the division of Yingyunbei field with the Cang Cang faction, but Ji Jiuyi is preparing to help the king, and they are afraid that the Cang clan will turn around at this moment, so they bypass the clan heads. In this hand, first send a reassurance to Han Cang, and when you turn back to pack up the middle school affairs, you will not be afraid of objections.
Zhou Chongju put down the gold book and asked: "I heard that the mission was intercepted by the Shenjin water monster on the way. Su's sent someone to save you, but this time Su's broke a disciple. thing?"
Zhang Yan sneered, and said, "Su's acting was a good show."
Zhou Chongju revealed a long-expected expression. When he saw Zhang Yan, he did not elaborate on the details, and he no longer asked. Instead, he patted the gold book and said, "I will give this book to the head. It ’s already turned around, so let ’s go to Qingyan Zhaobi, Yingluo Island to listen to it. Today, Elder Chen is teaching the skill of Feizhong in the gate. Disciples of the last generation can go to the lecture. Sixteen years, a rare opportunity, you ca n’t miss it. Now. "
The entry disciple has been a generation for sixteen years. This generation does not refer to the relationship between teachers and teachers, but refers to the seniority of entry. Zhang Yan has been in the upper court for less than one year, which is indeed the "last generation."
"Teach the skill of the flying sword?"
Zhang Yan looked, remembering that Shen Yuefeng had stepped back and killed Luo Xiao with a flying sword on the river. He could hardly resist it. If it was not a magic weapon in his hand and borrowed the geographical advantage, it would be extremely difficult to deal with this person.
He has long heard that at the 16th National Congress of Donghuazhou, only five disciples can control the sword pill in the Ming Dynasty, and the Cang Cang faction is among them. Today, as soon as he turned around, someone taught Feijian to kill him. Surgery, I feel that I should really observe it now.
He said a few words with Zhou Chongju, and he got up and left, and after leaving the fishing boat, he drove the boat to the island of Yingluo.
Twenty-five hours later, an island surrounded by mountains and trees on the front appeared like a large basin.
On the north side of the Luan Island lies a huge monument that is ninety feet high and smooth like a mirror. There is a wide flat ground in front of this stone. At this moment, the head is moving, and one glance looks at it.
The elders in the school of Cang Cang must open an altar to preach every other year, and teach all kinds of mysterious methods. Now it is Elder Chen's turn to preach, but whether this elder is a teacher or not, As long as they are disciples of the last generation, they can come and listen.
When he got here, Zhang Yan didn't dare to fly soaring. He got down from the flying boat, walked to this flat ground, and saw that there was a stone pier under each disciple's seat. Nowadays, they are sitting almost full, except that there is Two vacancies were about to step forward, but a female nun stood up not far away and greeted him, "This brother, there is the seat of Brother Yun and Brother Meng in front, and there are empty seats here."
Zhang Yan froze. Looking back, she saw that the female nun was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a round face, cherry lips, and a beautiful appearance. There was a sense of innocence in her bright eyes, and there was a stone on her side. Dun, who seems to have just left, walked forward and smiled, "Thank you so much for this sister."
At this moment, the female Xiu saw Zhang Yan's eyes looking, but her face was slightly red, and she said, "Brother is kind, if you collide with several brothers who have been cultivated in depth, it will not be good."
座位 The seats here are actually arranged according to repairs. At the top are the disciples of Mingqi, the disciples of triple, and then the disciples of Mingqi. The killing power of the Taiyi Jinshu practiced by Zhang Yan is hidden. It is not normal for others not to see that he is in the position of cultivation, and it is normal to be mistaken for cultivation.
After Zhang Yan sat down, she arched and said, "Have you asked for the name of the teacher or sister?"
"My name is Qin Nan, I don't know brother ..."
The female amendment wanted to ask Zhang Yan's first name, but she knew that the lips of the cherry blossoms had just opened, but heard a bang, spreading across the audience, a Taoist boy came out and shouted: "The hour has come, the ancestor opened the altar to preach, and the disciples No noise. "
Everyone snorted immediately, staring forward.
Zhang Yan looked up and saw that there was a stone platform on the left side of Zhaobi, and an old road with a broad face and long beard sat on it. Presumably it was Elder Chen. He waved a dust in his hand and stood by a disciple beside him.
弟 The disciple came to Qingshi Zhaobi, with a forehead, flew a little white light, a sword pill jumped into the air, hovering and flying around him.
He looked at Elder Chen, who slowly turned his jaw, then turned around and yelled at the crowd: "This sword method is called Zhengyuan Sword Classic. After viewing today, the disciples must not give or receive each other in private, otherwise There are strict rules for punishment. "
After a pause, he said, "You are optimistic."
He pointed a little. The white sword pill flew about thirty feet away from the arrow, and then hovered and danced in the air. For a time, the lights and shuttles shuttled up and down, like a hundred silverfish swimming in the water, and people were dazzled. fan.
Until the end, his method came to a halt, and he said, "Back!" This sword pill returned to his forehead again.
After finishing all the swordsmanship, he bowed his hands to the disciples and returned to stand with Elder Chen again.
At this time, a few exclaimed sounds from the disciples below. It turned out that the bluestone photo wall nearly a hundred feet high was actually rippled, showing a trajectory of swordsmanship. Looking closely, it seemed that a shadowless fairy was moving in it. The dance was almost the same as the sword skill used by that disciple just now, but it was enlarged by dozens of times. Even the slight changes can be clearly seen.
This is the Qingyan Zhaobi in the gate of Huicang School. As long as you practice in front of this stone, you can reflect the spells and actions you have made, and then dissipate them after reappearing.
Disciples know that opportunities are rare, they are staring closely, afraid to miss even the slightest detail.
Zhang Yan also took a closer look, faintly aware.
As soon as the light and shadow on the wall went away, Elder Chen's eyelids seemed to curl up, and Fuchen moved towards a disciple sitting in the front row, slowly saying, "Feng Ming, you can see clearly."
The disciple stood up, and said loudly, "This sword skill is extremely sophisticated. With discipleship as his insight, I can barely write it down."
长 Elder Chen nodded, pointed his finger, and Bai Guangfei flew into the person's hand, saying, "Let's go up and practice."
"Yes!" This disciple took Jianmaru and came forward. Facing the eyes of tens of thousands of disciples, he was calm as usual, took a deep breath, the sword pill rose in his hands, and re-exercised the sword technique just now.
Zhang Yan whispered, "Who is this person?"
Qin Nan said strangely, "Doesn't Brother Feng Ming know Brother Feng? He is very talented in my generation. He has been a master of Mingqi Triple Realm for 15 years. It is said that he is now looking for Yunsha and condensed. The seed of Xuanguang, but everyone who is optimistic about it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ After speaking, Qin Nan's red face is full of worship.
The sword light rose on the field, and Jianmaru kept flying in his hands. Zhang Yan took a few more glances and found that the talent of this man is indeed not bad. Although the approximate number of swordsmanship here can be remembered by everyone, but The subtleties are not so easy to make. This person can imitate a few points only by understanding, but it is also rare.
After the flying sword was finished, Feng Ming took the sword pill and arched his hands toward the surroundings. Although he was humble on the surface, the pride in his eyebrows could not be concealed.
Elder Chen nodded slightly and said: "Although I have sent the introduction of the Feijian Sword Classic, but in a short period of time, it will not be easy for you to practice it again." Brother Xun practiced a set of sword pills, which were made by the star fine sand. The original number was ten. When he talked too much, he lost money. He divided me into a sword pill. Today, I will take the tenth day as a test. Xiaoer, etc., if anyone can understand the sword skill one or two points, I will give this thing. "
Having said that, the eyes of thousands of disciples on the field are full of excitement, and Feng Ming's eyes are also fiery, and the stars are fine sand. Only monks above the Yuanying can be refined. If they can get this sword pill, they will fight The force is more than doubled.
长 Elder Chen saw the disciples in high emotions below him. He smiled a little, swept away, and for a while, tens of thousands of white lights spilled down.
When I saw a little white light coming in front of myself, Zhang Yan reached out and picked up a platinum sword pill in his hand, but it was used for practicing swordsmanship for himself.
He couldn't help but smile slightly. If he was more advanced in practice, he hadn't reached the third level of completeness, after all, he was still inferior, but if he tried to learn sword skills, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone.
Uh ...
Uh ...