Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 83 Fantasy Sword
Zhao Rong picked up the sword with his left foot and quickly grasped the hilt with his right hand.

Staring at the surging sea of ​​clouds,
The first set of sword moves that flashed through his mind was the "Qing Yin Returning Wind" used by Lai Zhirui.

however!
The qi flowing in the body surged like a river from the central axis and poured directly into the Jianhui point, causing Zhao Rong's shoulders and arms to feel pain like needle pricks.

There was no time to react, the energy rushed straight into the cold acupoint and then reached the patio~!

The well was empty that day, but suddenly a stream of living water appeared from the source.

I wonder if the senior Hengshan people at that time felt the same way. Zhao Rong was carried by Qi, and naturally bent his left leg to the knee so that his left foot was lifted off the ground and lifted to the inside of his right foot. He held the sword in his right hand and stretched it slightly forward.

Both eyes are piercing, looking at the tip of the sword. Shrinking and diagonally, the lion shook his head.

Swing the sword and flick the tail, use the instant sword to jump and wash it flat, and then step forward to lift it up, forming a small magic star force~!

Zhao Rong on the top of the mountain is extremely fast!

The Qi from the Tianjing rushes into Huizong again, turns in the branch ditch and enters Yangchi point.

At this moment, Zhao Rong felt a continuous force coming from his hand, and the energy was split by the wind, like mercury pouring down the ground!

The mind and thoughts follow each other, just like Yanjin swords closing together, the wrist flies along with the flow!
The three-foot long sword suddenly turned into a ball of sword light in Zhao Rong's hand, and the ape's somersault force followed. Zhao Rong's luck was lifted, and his position changed continuously, but the sword light shrouded strangely in one place!
At this time, the clouds cover the fog and the mountain wind stirs.

His sword seems to be unreal, ethereal in the fog, and it is so fast that it becomes an illusion!

If Mr. Mo Da were here, he would probably be frightened.

What Zhao Rong used was the essence of the Hengshan sword technique, which is extremely difficult to practice and requires the body to move with the sword!

"Diliu~!"

Zhao Rongguan felt a sting in his acupuncture point. He was startled, and he quickly threw out the long sword in his hand, embedding it directly into the rock.

Then he took a deep breath and hurriedly meditated to regulate his breathing.

At this time, the pendant on his chest exerted force, and a cool feeling came, helping him quickly calm down the surging zhenqi and blood.

"What happened?"

After about a stick of incense, Zhao Rong woke up from his dream. After pulling out his long sword and looking at it, he was slightly stunned in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Why is it different from what Master said?"

He touched his chin, lost in thought.

The Huifeng Luoyan sword masters "fast", the fantasy sword style "goes from fast to fantasy", and then the thirteen styles of Yunwu are ever-changing.

Why did Fu Lingxin skip the Returning Wind Luoyan Sword and directly enter the Illusion Sword Style just now?
The Phantom Sword Style requires the use of body skills in conjunction with sword moves to envelop the enemy with sword light, causing the enemy to be distracted by the transformed sword shadow.

But if you don't get up quickly, the sword light cannot cover the opponent at all, and it will often make people laugh when you use it.

Therefore,
Practicing the Huifeng Luoyan Sword is a prerequisite.

Master Mo even suggested that after reaching the level of "Three Swordsmen and Four Swords", one should major in the Fantasy Sword Styles, and only then can one understand the myriad changes in the Thirteen Styles of Cloud and Mist.

"The phantom sword style just now should be good, right?"

"It consumes both physical skills and sword light. This move consumes a lot of energy. My technique is also too crude and reckless, and I cannot be as skillful as Master."

"However, my phantom sword style seems to be a little different from the master's?"

"Is it because of the Yijing Xisuijing? Or is it because..."

Zhao Rong touched the pendant and had a lot of questions in his mind.

If Master were around at this time, he would definitely ask questions non-stop.

It's a pity that Mo went down the mountain early.

Zhao Rong was not only afraid of going crazy, but also obsessed with the sword moves he had just performed.

After the breath adjustment is completed,
He then stitched together the 10th and 6th exercises of the Marrow Cleansing Meridian, and mobilized the internal strength of the Yi Jin Meridian, but he was not as reckless as before, and he regained a little strength.

The Phantom Sword Style was operating in his hands again.

Jerky or raw, the movement of qi and sword moves are not perfectly matched, but they can still bring out part of the essence to dance out the sword light.

Although it is not as dreamlike as it is dreamlike, it seems to be almost the same as Sima Jinglei's Thunderous Rain Sword back then.

If Zhao Rong uses all his strength, the shadow of the phantom sword in a short period of time may be even more dangerous than the sudden rain sword.

This is the suppression on the sword road.

The sudden rain sword is relatively simple, but the only people in Hengshan who can use the magic sword to hurt people are Mr. Mo Da and Liu Sanye.

Zhao Rong practiced several times, and then walked up and down the mountain with his sword in hand.

At noon, he ate some dry food and dried bacon he had brought with him, and drank water from the wine gourd.

I didn't ask for food delivery on the first day, just deal with it.

When he practiced swordplay again in the afternoon, he took a lot of time considering the loss of internal energy.

He also meditated on the top of the mountain and practiced the Yi Jin Jing.

Because of the pendant, he was able to fall into concentration instantly, and his mind was in a righteous state with no distracting thoughts, so the efficiency of practicing internal energy was far higher than that of ordinary people.

Zhao Rongshi was proud of his internal strength, but now he felt chilled.

The upper limit of Hengshan's swordsmanship is indeed linked to the internal strength. If there is no deep Qi to stimulate the acupoints, no matter how high one's understanding is, he will not be able to reach the upper limit of the fast sword.

In the evening, I returned to the cave to meditate and fell asleep late at night.

The next morning, there was movement below the cave. "Young Master Zhao!"

"Young Master Rong!"

Lu Gui, who was carrying a package, leisurely grabbed an old vine and shouted with a smile below.

Not long after, a head emerged from the cave.

"Brother Lu, I've been tired for a while."

"If something happens to you, you can also send Bao Bu Dian over."

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand to take the baggage thrown up from below, and then heard Lu Gui say, "It's okay."

"It's a steep road for Boy Bao. I'm not afraid that he will fall into the cliff. I'm just afraid that Boy Bao will take Shaoxia Zhao's daily meal with him and starve you. That would be a sin."

"Mr. Mo Da suddenly came to me. What an honor this is?"

"Besides, I am delivering food to you. If you can trust me, I won't feel tired even if I run ten times a day."

He was half-joking, Zhao Rongcheng would not refuse even if he accepted his love.

He also smiled and said,

"Brother Lu, come up here and I'll teach you how to use a magic sword."

"That's all,"

Lu Gui waved his hand below, "How can I learn the phantom sword? If you teach me the phantom hand, I will learn it. I can use it in Qunyuyuan."

Zhao Rong huffed and turned back to the cave.

"Staying in the mountains is a grind, but it is hard to disobey a teacher's orders. If there is something new in Hengyang City, Brother Lu will pick two things to talk to me about every day to relieve his boredom."

"Don't worry," Lu Gui, who was half a step away, heard the echo from the cave, turned around and said, "I'll keep an eye on you."

Zhao Rong spent seven or eight consecutive days in the mountains.

He doesn't feel bored at all when practicing swordsmanship and martial arts.

Any progress he makes makes him happy. This is his little treat in the mountains.

Because of his previous foundation, Zhao Rong was practicing in the luck method of exquisite sword moves at this time, just like his disciples used the Pincui luck method to learn the sword moves of the sudden rain and fast sword.

Highlight an easy to use one.

The exquisite swordsmanship of Hengshan also emphasizes the word "enlightenment".

Perhaps what Zhao Rong lacks most is this "enlightenment".

So much so that the combination of luck and sword moves every day made him feel that he was getting stronger. This was an obsessive situation.

Sunrise and sunset, mountain mist and fog, thunder and rain
In a blink of an eye,
The nineteenth day.

"Brother Rong, I have something to tell you."

Lu Gui said: "Three more Jianghu people died at Anren Pier."

Zhao Rong fiddled with his slightly messy bun and said, "Two died the day before yesterday. This is the second batch."

"Is it the crime of the nearby thieves?"

"It's not like they still have their belongings with them after they die."

"Of the three people who died this time, two were from the last night raid to suppress bandits."

Zhao Rong said "hmm" and was keenly aware that something was wrong.

The leader of the Left Alliance?
Not too possible.

The leader of the Zuo Alliance is far away in Songshan, and even if there is a response, it cannot come so quickly.

"There's another thing that concerns you."

"Oh?"

Lu Gui groaned: "I heard that you were practicing the fantasy sword a few days ago, so I mentioned it to Bao Butian."

"That guy was so careless that he boasted to some guests at the inn about how powerful your phantom sword was. Plus, you're so famous, so everyone knew about it. You know, in the martial arts world, people spread rumors from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred. As time goes by, the rumors become exaggerated."

"What's the result?" Zhao Rong had a bad feeling.

"Tianzhu Peak is one of the Five God Peaks, and is also called Tianshan Mountain by some old people."

"There are rumors in the world that Young Master Zhao fought against the six masters of the Demon Sect alone. Now I know that you are in retreat at the Five Gods Peak."

"Everyone in Hengyang calls you that."

"what is it call?"

"Tianshan Fantasy Sword."

Lu Gui added: "There are also people who call you Yancheng Divine Sword."

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