The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 269: Unusual Movements in Cihang Jingzhai, Kou Zhong's Thoughts

Sword energy was flying, the aura of death was approaching, and in a blink of an eye, corpses were everywhere. Shang Ming was stunned. His elders and friends were lying in a pool of blood. Everything in front of him kept shocking his mind, and he was completely stunned.

The old man of the Shang family waved his sword to resist, cursing, "You let the wolf into the house, bitch, I will never let you go even if I die!"

Shan Meixian stood at the head, staring at them quietly, her eyes were cold. She was born in a demon sect, and she never thought such means were cruel. She took a step forward and said, "Master Su has already given you a chance. There is nothing to say. You are not my opponent even if you are alive, let alone dead."

The sharp sword energy stretched across the hall, piercing her skin and causing pain. Wherever she looked, there was sword energy, but in her peripheral vision, Su Ming was just standing there, as if he had never made a move, as if everything was an illusion.

Only at this moment did she truly realize the Song family's confidence. In her impression, even the master of the Yinkui sect was far from being able to achieve this.

The old man glared at him, "You, you will not die well..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword energy passed through, from the feet of the person directly to the top of the head, and blood splattered all over the ground.

In the hall, those who had just spoken out in opposition were all attacked by sword energy, suffering heavy casualties, but the people of Shan Meixian's lineage were not affected at all, as if they were deliberately avoiding them.

The person next to her was alive just now, but turned into a corpse in the blink of an eye, and her white dress was stained with bright red blood.

"Master, spare my life!"

They immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, fearing that the sword energy would fall on them.

Shang Ming was protected by his family, and looked at Shan Meixian in a daze, "Why?"

He was already engaged to Shan Wanjing, and in a few years he would be able to marry her and take charge of the entire Dongming Sect. But now, everything is gone, the power of the Shang family has been destroyed, and everything is impossible.

Shan Meixian glanced at him coldly and said, "No reason. Your Shang family is flirting with other clans. Do you really think I don't know?"

"But my Shang family has never thought of killing you!"

Shan Meixian said firmly, "If I really want you to achieve your wish, you might as well kill us!"

Sword energy filled the hall, swords danced in all directions, moving at his will and falling at his will. Su Ming just stood there, the sword moved at his will, and in a few breaths he harvested dozens of lives.

"clang!"

"Ding!"

The long sword fell from mid-air and nailed to the ground. The remaining members of the Shang family fought desperately, but in the end they could only die with hatred. Before Shang Ming died, there was confusion in his eyes. They were obviously from the same group, so why did they kill each other?

Su Ming's mind moved, and the sword energy dissipated. The long sword hovering in the air also scattered on the ground. "Madam, this is the first thing I promised you. The rest is up to you."

"Thank you for your help, Master Su. I will remember it in my heart."

Su Ming didn't say anything. He flicked his sleeves and his figure slowly disappeared.

After he left, Shan Meixian sat back on the throne of the head of the sect and glanced at the people in the hall. "Everyone, the Shang family wanted to join the Yuwen clan, but I saw through it. As long as I am here, the Dongming Sect will always be the Dongming Sect!"

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At the same time, in Mount Zhongnan, Emperor Peak.

There are overlapping green peaks, singing birds in the empty mountains, towering ancient trees, and rugged and winding mountain paths. In the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, this is the ancestral home of the Quanzhen Sect. In the Tang Dynasty, there was only one sect here, Cihang Jingzhai.

Over the past hundred years, Taoism has declined and Buddhism has grown. Even famous mountains and rivers like Mount Zhongnan have fallen into the hands of Buddhism. With the support of Jingnian Zen Temple, Cihang Jingzhai has become the leader of the white way, adept at manipulating the situation in the world.

Going up the mountain path, the view suddenly opens up. Suddenly, there is a strange rock standing alone by the road, engraved with the elegant words "My home is in this mountain, but I don't know where it is in the deep clouds". The handwriting is ethereal and elegant, yet it is faintly filled with a sense of sharpness, as if it was made with a sharp sword.

There are six wooden doors in a row in front of you, with door knockers decorated with lotus patterns, and at the end is a maroon main door.

There is a square behind the main gate, and opposite the square is a large hall, which is called Cihang Hall.

A white jade Guanyin is enshrined in the hall.

Under Guanyin, there is a cushion with a young girl sitting cross-legged on it.

In the night sky, the full moon hangs high, illuminating the earth.

In the Cihang Hall, the girl was bathing in the gentle moonlight, neither sad nor happy, her long black hair as black as ink was draped behind her head, her pretty face was not made up but was dignified and beautiful, with a beautiful outline that seemed to be born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and as clear as the ups and downs of rivers and mountains.

A nun walked in from the wooden door. She was also extremely beautiful, but her hair was completely bald. However, the bald head did not diminish her beauty, but made it more harmonious, making her look ethereal.

She is the current abbot of Cihang Jingzhai, Fan Qinghui.

The girl in the main hall is the successor of this generation of Cihang Jingzhai, Shi Feixuan.

A gentle female voice echoed in the hall, filled with compassion, "Fei Xuan, your master has feelings for you. You can come down the mountain in three days."

Shi Feixuan's expression was cold and calm, "Disciple obeys your command!"

Fan Qinghui lowered his head to look at the disciple sitting in front of the Guanyin statue, with a glimmer of praise in his eyes, "Your talent is above my teacher's. Your level in the Cihang Sword Canon is close to the level of sword heart enlightenment, which is better than your sister. You may even reach a level that no successor has ever reached."

"The world is in chaos now. The heir of Cihang Jingzhai should take the world as his own responsibility and cannot retreat." Shi Feixuan opened her eyes, as if the finishing touch, and the whole person had an ethereal and natural temperament. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, "Master, don't worry, Feixuan will definitely find the true dragon emperor, support him to ascend the throne and bring peace to the world."

Three days later, Shi Feixuan, carrying the ancient sword, left the gate of Dita Peak and headed for Luoyang.

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The coastal cliffs are isolated, the waves are crashing against the shore, and the waves are rolling like clouds. Su Ming sits cross-legged on a rock with his eyes closed, feeling the essence of heaven and earth traveling between heaven and earth. After he has fully understood the sword intent, he no longer needs to deliberately practice his skills. The natural energy of heaven and earth continuously flows into his body, driving his energy and spirit to continue to grow.

Suddenly making up for his shortcomings and coming to a wider world, Su Ming's decades of accumulation were released in one day. He was making progress every moment, especially his sword intent became more and more refined and sharp, which was incomparable to the first time he fought with Song Que.

He realized the meaning of the Dormant Dragon Sword and created his sword technique based on it. He also used a number of martial arts such as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Power and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms as references. The Dormant Dragon is good at lurking and hiding in the earth, symbolizing the ascension of the dormant dragon and the vitality of all things.

After thinking for a long time, he finally created three moves: one to awaken the insects, one to awaken the dreams, and one to awaken the spirits.

This world emphasizes spiritual cultivation. It is difficult to reach the peak of martial arts without confidence. The state of mind is also closely related to one's own realm. The martial arts realm in this world can be roughly divided into acquired, master, and grand master.

A martial master can become one by opening up the Ren and Du meridians and building up the bridge between heaven and earth. He can also be called a congenital martial artist. At this time, the martial artist can already achieve internal circulation, and has characteristics such as holding his breath underwater, respiration for a long time, etc. At this step, the most important thing is to achieve the unity of essence, energy and spirit. Generally, the true qi of a martial artist is derived from his own qi and blood, and he usually loses control of it once it leaves the body.

The innate true qi is combined with the human spirit and will. It is combined with spiritual power, released from the body, tightly enveloping and locking the opponent, and the means of sensing all the movements and trends of the opponent is qi induction.

Skills like the Heavenly Demon Force Field and the Clear Sword Heart are all martial arts techniques derived from the innate true energy and spiritual power.

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This is much more accurate and direct than the simple five senses. The five senses of the naked eye may be deceived, but the sixth sense is difficult to be deceived. The sixth sense of a master has been developed and has multiple uses.

Especially when two masters are fighting with each other, their qi are locked together and entangled, they can use the qi to sense and vaguely glimpse the subtle changes of the other party's spirit, energy and spirit, and it is more accurate than the naked eye.

But this also leads to a disadvantage, that is, the spirit of a warrior is easily affected by his thoughts and emotions, so that once his mind is disturbed, his spirit becomes scattered and he loses his sensitivity. Not only will his ability to sense the enemy's qi become ineffective instantly, but even his control over his own energy and spiritual power will fall from its peak, making it difficult for him to exert his full strength.

At this point, Su Ming finally understood why, when masters are confronting each other, they like to use their mouths to make their opponents agitated and irritated, so that they can take advantage of the opportunity and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. It seems that the victory is unfair, but in fact it is a confrontation and competition between spiritual wills. The invisible competition is more deadly and dangerous than the visible fight.

As the saying goes: violence disturbs the spirit and makes the energy chaotic, arrogance causes the truth to leave and the energy to float, cruelty causes the loss of benevolence and loss of energy, and thieves become cruel and short of energy.

Letting the mind be filled with the seven emotions and six desires will inevitably lead to the obscuration of the Tao heart, the failure of mental perception, and the slow mobilization of true Qi, which is a big taboo in the confrontation between masters!
Especially for those who have mental flaws, once they clash with a master of the same level, and they are locked in energy with each other, and their minds are infinitely concentrated, the mental flaws will immediately be magnified geometrically, which will then affect their mental state, causing them to perform abnormally and lead to defeat.

Therefore, most masters above the grandmaster level pay great attention to their state of mind and cultivation, and consciously or unconsciously keep themselves in the best state of being calm, relaxed, clear-minded, and without any omissions.

The example here has to mention Shi Zhixuan, he is a very special character in The Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty. After Shi Zhixuan mastered the Immortal Seal, Cihang Jingzhai was unable to deal with him, so he came up with the idea of feeding the demon with his own body.

The result was the death of Bi Xiuxin, which caused him to become mentally ill and develop a split personality. His realm, which was originally able to rival a grandmaster, dropped instantly and was no longer perfect.

In Su Ming's opinion, a grandmaster should have a perfect and harmonious spirit. If there is a problem with the spirit, it can mostly be remedied, but if there is a problem with the spirit, it is difficult to cure it in any world.

But then again, Shi Zhixuan was not a sentimental person. In order to gain dominance over the Demon Sect, he fell in love with Zhu Yuyan and took her red pill, which later led to the death of her master. He could no longer reach the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Art.

But when it came to Bi Xiuxin, he failed completely. Not only did his ambition to unify the Demon Sect fail, he also became a mental patient and his realm fell. From this we can see that the Cihang Sword Canon of Cihang Jingzhai is, to some extent, more terrifying than the Tianmo Dafa of Yinkui Sect.

In the future, if the Song clan wants to unify the world, they will inevitably confront Buddhism. By then, maybe they will use the same means to deal with themselves. Those nuns can do anything to achieve their goals.

In the distance, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling hid behind rocks and observed Su Ming on the coast. They were surprised to find that even though the sea breeze was strong, it could not blow away a single piece of his clothes. Even if they looked at him a few more times, they would feel a stinging sensation in their eyes, so they dared not look at him any longer.

"Zi Ling, what kind of martial arts do you think this man practices?"

Xu Ziling stared at Su Ming closely, and only with tears in his eyes did he look away. "I don't know, but I know he can definitely kill Yu Wengu." The two of them were getting better and better at the art of immortality, and their perception of Qi was also improving. They could often feel things that others could not perceive.

Kou Zhong suddenly said, "It's a pity that my two brothers practiced that useless longevity secret without knowing what was going on, and my mother didn't have the time to teach us martial arts. It would be great if we could find a master to teach us martial arts."

Xu Ziling looked at him in surprise, "Mr. Zhong, what do you want to do?"

Kou Zhong chuckled and rubbed his palms like a fly, "What do you think, how about we take him as our master?"

Xu Ziling also thought this was a good thing, but after thinking about it, he hesitated, "Will a master like him think highly of us?"

"Don't forget, we two have mastered the secret of immortality that no one else can master. Mother and Du Fuwei both said that we are martial arts geniuses. Unless he is blind, there is no way he would not accept us."

At this point, his eyes rolled, revealing a cunning look, "Even if we can't worship him as a master, we can still be related to the Song family. Didn't you see how respectful Master Song was to him?"

The two men had been hanging around in the streets since they were young, making a living by stealing. They had little education, but they were good at reading people's expressions. They easily noticed that Su Ming was different. In their opinion, since even Song Shidao was respectful to him, that man must be a big shot in the Song family.

Xu Ziling's calm eyes flashed with surprise. He looked at him for a while and asked solemnly, "Mr. Zhong, are you serious?"

"Nonsense, we've been chased everywhere and haven't even had enough food to eat. Apart from our mother, we haven't met many good people. Song Shidao looks good and he helped us before. Believe me, he will definitely not be wrong!" After saying that, Kou Zhong patted his chest loudly, looking very confident.

Xu Ziling didn't want to do this, but when he thought about what he had experienced in the past few days, he felt so sad that he agreed, "Okay, let's find a chance to try."

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Inside the courtyard, four people sat opposite each other. Shan Meixian and her daughter sat opposite Su Ming. They brewed tea with their bare hands and whispered softly, "Mr. Su, I have already prepared the things you want and loaded them on the ship. We can leave at any time."

Su Ming raised his head and glanced at her, "Madam, are you trying to drive us away?"

Shan Meixian hastily explained, "How dare I? It's just that the Dongming Sect has just suffered casualties and is internally unstable. I'm afraid someone will offend Young Master Song." After saying that, she personally served the fragrant tea, as if to apologize.

(End of this chapter)