The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 419
The four disciples who were in charge of guarding the mountain gate were very nervous at the moment.

Such a sword intent has never been seen on the head of his own family. Who is this young man in front of him? !There is such a mighty and invincible sword intent.

Of course, the four of them felt admiration and fear for Yang Qingyuan's martial arts and sword intent, but the prestige of the Bashan Sword School should not be lightly violated.

The four disciples guarding the mountain had secretly decided in their hearts that if Yang Qingyuan really wanted to force his way in, then even if it cost him his life, he would fight against the enemy with his sword!Don't break the pride of the Bashan Sword Sect!

Just when the four of them decided to use their swords.

A gentle voice came from the mountainside.

"Yang Shaoxia, keep your word and come to the appointment. I forgive the old man for being far away. Please drive up the mountain to tell me."

Hearing this voice, the four disciples breathed a sigh of relief, and the head of the sect stepped forward.

Although they are willing to show their swords for the dignity of the Bashan Sword Sect, it is naturally better to be alive!

"Young Master Yang! Please!"

Taking the reins from the hands of Yang Qingyuan and the other three, the leader clasped his fists and gave a salute!
Yang Qingyuan nodded slightly, and walked up the mountain.

The three of them walked up the mountain road all the way up, but they saw an old man in a green robe making tea in the mid-mountain pavilion halfway up the mountain, and a refreshing tea fragrance permeated the air.

Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin didn't know who he was, but Yang Qingyuan knew from the endless sword intent on his body that this person in front of him was the contemporary Daoist Gu of the Bashan Sword Sect.

Although he was called Daoist Gu, the old man did not have the slightest Taoist attire, but looked more like a hermit.

Walking into the half-mountain pavilion, Yang Qingyuan sat directly opposite Gu Daoren.

"Yang Shaoxia is blessed! This is my treasured Mengding nectar, and I am not willing to give it to others."

While talking, the water has boiled.

Daoren Gu poured another spoonful of river water into it.

"The tea on Mengding Mountain is the water from the heart of the Yangtze River. This Mengding nectar must be boiled three times and boiled three times. Only then can the fragrance of Mengding nectar be brought to the extreme! Famous water and famous tea really complement each other."

Yang Qingyuan nodded with a half understanding.

He discovered that people like these nagging things when they get older.

Taoist Mu is the same, and Taoist Gu is also the same. After looking at it this way
Although Yang Qingyuan is a literati, he is even more of a layman.

He can't drink good wine, and he can't taste good tea.

In his eyes, no good wine or tea is as real as the delicious food in Qingwu Courtyard.

But now, after all, he is a guest here, Yang Qingyuan still showed a look that I like very much, the master still has to give face!
Daoren Gu poured three cups of tea, one of which was passed to Yang Qingyuan.There were two cups left, and with a flick of the sleeve, a soft wave of real energy carried the two cups of tea and sent them to Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin's hands.

"Try this tea too, both of you!"

The real energy manipulation power of the Dongxuan Realm is indeed not comparable to that of the general Yuan Transformation Realm. If you want to use your own real energy to arouse the vitality of the heavens and the earth, the power of non-absolute control will not be able to operate satisfactorily.

"Emei Zhou Zhiruo has met Senior Gu!"

Daoren Gu nodded slightly to indicate that both Emei and Bashan are in the middle of Sichuan, although the relationship is not close, but the basic etiquette is not lacking.

And Lin Xuemin can't be regarded as a person from the Jianghu nowadays, she just performed a simple lady's ceremony.

Although Zhou Zhiruo has an unusual background, she was just a fisherman's girl in her childhood life, and she didn't have much contact with such things after she went to Emei.Therefore, although she tastes tea elegantly, she is essentially the same as Yang Qingyuan, ignorant of the subtleties.

And Lin Xuemin came from a wealthy family, dabbling in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine, and flower tea.

After tasting this cup of fragrant tea, Lin Xuemin smiled sweetly.

Seeing this, Taoist Gu thought she was overwhelmed by his tea, and said with a smile, "Girl, how about this tea?!"

Lin Xuemin took the teacup and nodded, "This tea is the top-grade Mengding Manna, it is really mellow, and the water from the Yangtze River Heart goes well with this tea..."

Daoren Gu nodded in satisfaction.

"only……"

"Just what?!" Daoren Gu asked.

"It's just that the method of making tea seems to be a little inferior compared to this tea and water..."

After speaking, Lin Xuemin obediently hid behind Yang Qingyuan.

Yang Qingyuan smiled wryly in his heart, this girl is here to provoke trouble!What nonsense! ?
Gu Daoren's expression was a little worried.

You can say that his swordsmanship is average, but you can never say that he does not make tea well.

His sword skills are generally extraordinary, and the world has its own opinions.

But his tea was indeed not well brewed, so he could only fool an arty person like Yang Qingyuan.

Once you meet someone like Lin Xuemin who is knowledgeable, you will immediately reveal your true colors!

"Youth and ignorance! Youth and ignorance!"

Yang Qingyuan could only apologize accordingly. With Lin Xuemin's spirit, he suspected that this girl was just trying to provoke him to fight Gu Daoren, a black-bellied girl!
But this battle between him and Gu Daoren was already inevitable.

"Yang Shaoxia, the tea is drunk now! It's time to get down to business!"

"At this?!"

Daoren Gu said, "Let's go to the Sword Washing Platform of my Bashan Sword Sect!"

Lifting the green willow that was placed beside him, Taoist Gu plundered towards the mountain.

Yang Qingyuan said to Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin, "Let's go!"

Say it.Yang Qingyuan followed Daoren Gu with the two of them.

The three of them followed Daoren Gu to the Sword Washing Platform of the Bashan Sword Sect.

Xijiantai is the place where the disciples of the Bashan Sword Sect give swords and compete in martial arts. All the disciples of the Bashan Sword Sect are given swords here.

The Bashan disciples who have returned from their travels also need to come to the Sword Washing Pool of the Sword Washing Platform to drink the water from the Night Rain Autumn Pool and wash away the turmoil and bloody grievances on the sword.

"Liu Yinsong is a traitor of our sect, and Lord Yang killed him for the sake of court law. Originally, Gu had no reason to act for him, but Lord Yang is still from Wuzhong after all. The people from Wuzhong broke my Bashan Sword Sect. Huifeng Wuliujian cleared up the sect for my Bashan Sword Sect, if you say it, it will really damage the reputation of my Bashan Sword Sect!"

Wudang is Wudang, and Zhang Sanfeng is Zhang Sanfeng. This point still needs to be distinguished.

Zhang Sanfeng broke Huifeng Wuliujian, everyone will only think that Huifengwuliujian is really miraculous, and it is worthy of Zhenwu Daozun himself, but the rest of the martial arts have broken Huifengwuliujian, it will make people suspect Huifeng Does Wuliu Sword live up to its name?

Daoren Gu landed on the east side of the Sword Washing Platform, "As the head of the Bashan Sword Sect, Gu must justify the name of Huifengwu Liujian!"

"Young Master Yang! Please!"

Daoren Gu is not facing Yang Xueshi and Yang Shaoqing from the imperial court, but Yang Qingyuan from the Wudang sect.

Body like a frightened shadow, Yang Qingyuan landed lightly on the sword washing platform and stood facing each other.

Daoren Gu raised his green willow sword, and slowly drew it out. The cold sword aura was eye-catching, and the flickering sword light was emerald green.

"The sword is named Green Willow. It is three feet four inches long and weighs five catties and nine taels. It is made of ten thousand years of green gold. It is light and elegant, with a combination of hardness and softness. It is the sword of my Bashan Sword School and the masters of all generations."

Yang Qingyuan nodded, it is indeed a good sword.

In fact, if it was a life-and-death struggle, Yang Qingyuan could even snatch the sword from Gu Daoren's hand, and the role of the green willow to Gu Daoren was even more powerful.

If the green willow is lost, Daoren Gu's combat power will be lost by more than [-]%.

In the past, the sword demon Dugu sought defeat. He once said: There are five realms of swords, sharp swords, soft swords, heavy swords, wooden swords, and no swords.

Although this is one of the peaks in kendo, it is not the only one.

Gu Daoren's swordsmanship is to specialize in one sword, and dance willows in the wind!

"Where's your sword?!"

Yang Qingyuan's saber was originally a green sword obtained from Zhending County, Pingshan County.

This is the saber worn by General Ji Han and Sacred Dragon Singer Zhao Xiang. Although this sword is extremely sharp and cuts iron like mud, it does not match Yang Qingyuan's compatibility.

During the battle with An Yunshan, Yang Qingyuan forcibly used sword 23.

The Qingzhi sword couldn't bear the shattering of sword 23's supreme sword intent, and stayed in Dali Temple.

And after Yang Qingyuan comprehended the NTR swordsmanship——Wan Jian Chaozong, he definitely didn't lack a saber.

Ordinary enemies are not worthy of Yang Qingyuan's sword, but when Yang Qingyuan needs to use a sword, he can just grab it.

Therefore, Yang Qingyuan has not been looking for a saber all this time. At his level of martial arts, ordinary sharp swords are useless.

And the real magical weapons in the world are rare, so Yang Qingyuan simply didn't wear his sword for the time being.

Yang Qingyuan made a sword formula with his fingers, and Zhou Zhiruo's saber moved with the intention of the sword, and fell into his hand.

"It was broken before the sword was lowered, so I can only use this sword to compete with Sect Master Gu."

"Please!"

Daoren Gu was also polite, the sword intent released by Yang Qingyuan at the mountain gate just now showed that this opponent was still superior to him.

"Keng!"

A sword came down in the sky, the sword energy was strong, as if splitting the cloud and mist in half, lingering and round, but the sword energy soared into the sky.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Yang Qingyuan came here not only to compete with Gu Daoren, but also to experience and learn Huifeng Wuliujian.

He is not someone like Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng who only seeks the way of the sword.

The way of the sword is based or the sword is used.

These are two things that have always been controversial among swordsmen in the world.

Ximen and Ye Gu are undoubtedly the models of kendo-based, while Yang Qingyuan is the representative of sword-based weapons.

Yang Qingyuan drew out his sword, the sword was like a breeze blowing the willows.

Qingfeng Thirteen Swords!
Among Gu Long's original works, Wudang's "Liangyi Shenjian", Kunlun's "Flying Dragon's Great Nine Styles" and Bashan Sword School's "Seven Seven 49 Hand Huifeng Dance Willow Sword" are known as the three major swordsmanship of Taoism.

The Huashan School's Thirteen Styles of Breeze and the Devil's Sect's Wanmiao Wufang and Nine Soul-Stimulating Stances are especially outstanding.

Yang Qingyuan does not agree with this kind of statement. The power and mystery of swordsmanship at such a level cannot be fully expressed by words and maps, and more depends on the person who uses the swordsmanship.

The basic Wudang swordsmanship in Yang Qingyuan's hands is not comparable to the Huifengwu Liujian of the Bashan Sword Sect disciples.

Huifengwu Liujian is called Qiqi 49 Hands, but to Gu Daoren, Qiqi 49 Hands is just a general reference, and its sword moves are endless and unpredictable.

The way of swordsmanship has reached Gu Daoren's realm, and swordsmanship and sword moves are no longer restricted.

With Gu Daoren's swordsmanship, the sword energy has turned into mist around the two of them, enveloping Yang Qingyuan and Gu Daoren.

In the thick fog, greenery flickered from time to time, and the sound of two swords clashing could be heard endlessly.

At this time, the masters of the Bashan Sword Sect also rushed to the Sword Washing Platform one after another.

But it was still a little late, and it was already difficult to see the fight between the two clearly. We could only see the flickering sword light through the mist, the greenery, and feel the two Lingxiao swordsmanship.

Although the green willow sword is green, it used to be red when it was sheathed.

The blood of the opponent will dye the blade of Luliu red, but today the green willow is unsheathed as always, and the sword is as green as before, but there is no blood from the past.

That kind of bright but breathtaking red has never appeared for a long time.

Facing Yang Qingyuan, even Daoren Gu couldn't take advantage of it.

Moreover, Gu Daoren could feel that Yang Qingyuan was constantly deciphering and learning his Huifengwu Liujian. Gu Daoren was happy instead of angry. Such an opponent was really interesting.

Qi Qi 49 Hand Hui Feng Wu Liu Jian has never been just a set of swordsmanship, but a synonym for the achievements of each Daoren Gu's swordsmanship.

Only by realizing one's own Huifeng Wuliujian can one be qualified to become a real Taoist Gu!
Daoren Gu simply unleashed all the willow swords Huifengwu, and let Yang Qingyuan see enough!
The green sword light flickered, becoming more and more brilliant in the mist of sword aura, and the mist of sword aura became thicker and thicker.

And Yang Qingyuan's body was surrounded by a gust of breeze, and the mist of sword energy could hardly enter within three feet of him.

Just when everyone didn't know what was going on in the sword mist, suddenly countless wind chimes sounded in the sword dance.

The eighth style of Qingfeng Thirteen Swords, the wind moves a thousand bells.

The sword energy is like the wind, and the wind moves a thousand bells.

The mist of sword energy around Gu Dao's body seemed to be dispelled by this sword.

"it is good!"

Gu Daoren also did not dodge or evade, and then made several sword strikes.

The sword intent in Yang Qingyuan's palm turned from Qingfeng Thirteen Swords to Tai Chi sword intent.

Gu Daoren only felt that his sword had hit a wall of water, and if there was a bombardment of sword energy, it would be difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

It's just that Gu Daoren's sword can open mountains and divide rivers, so why be afraid of a water curtain?
Cut it with a sword.

Green Willow also felt the master's heart, and the green light on the sword became more and more intense.

But Luliu, the divine sword that has always been invincible, seems to have met its nemesis this time, and the endless sword energy was wiped away invisibly in front of the Tai Chi Yin Yang fish!

"This is the Wudang Excalibur?!"

"Tai Chi Xuan Yi, Wan Fa Wu Ji, this is my brother's Tai Chi swordsmanship! It's a pity that I only learned a little superficially."

Gu Daoren exclaimed, "As expected of a true Martial Daoist!"

It was enough to test the fight just now, and Gu Daoren suddenly disappeared in the thick fog of sword energy after a sword strike.

Although the person disappeared, Yang Qingyuan could feel the sword intent on Gu Daoren's body.

He will put all his energy into the next sword.

"Keng!"

A sword was slashed out, but Jian Guang slashed at Yang Qingyuan from three directions at the same time.

The green light on this sword is dazzling.

The momentum of a sword is like a breeze blowing willows, and ten thousand dharmas are naturally endless. After a sword is cut out, the sword intent, sword energy and sword momentum are constantly strengthened in this mist of sword energy.

Majestic vitality but infinite killing intent!
This sword, even from the ordinary Dongxuan realm, may not be able to have vitality.

But Yang Qingyuan is not an ordinary cave.

"Luoxia Liuzhu sword!"

The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky!
At this moment, the surroundings of Yang Qingyuan seemed to be moving and still, and reality was changing, and Yang Qingyuan even merged into everything in the world.

The endless sword energy surrounds Yang Qingyuan's body, but it is always a foot away.

This is a set of swordsmanship created by Yang Qingyuan by gathering the essence of Wudang swordsmanship, the Luoxia Liuzhu sword, and the five elements belong to water.

At the same time as he resolved Gu Daoren's sword move, a sword intent soared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)