Rewrite the myth and become the Taoist!

Chapter 69: The Broken Sword Hidden Edge, the True Explanation of the Way of the Sword

"By the way, teacher, please tell me the experience of the person who wields this black sword. I am very interested."

The young man Afeng took the black sword from the master of Wanjian Pavilion and asked solemnly.

As soon as he held the sword, he felt that it was extraordinary, especially the feeling of it cutting through the air. However, this black sword was obviously very blunt, so he just observed it carefully again. In the teacher's hands, the sword became ordinary again.

Moreover, a sharp-weapon-grade sword does not have the ability to amplify the "Breeze Breathing Technique".

Only a sword at the treasure level can produce this kind of magical power.

"A top-grade common weapon is only three hundred taels of silver, while an inferior weapon is worth three thousand taels. The difference is more than ten times." The leader of Wanjian Pavilion lowered his head to look through the registration book, and did not forget to persuade Afeng.

"Thank you, teacher." The young man Afeng smiled and held the black sword tightly, "No need to change it."

"You." The leader of Wanjian Pavilion raised his head and looked at Afeng, shook his head, and said no more.

"Huh?" He flipped through the register and found the record of the black sword. He was surprised. "This broken sword was actually sent by the commander of the Feiyan Guard himself. He was a high-level swordsman..."

The leader of Wanjian Pavilion handed the registration book to the young man Afeng.

Feiyan Guard, as the inspector of Beixuan County, is directly under the military, and all of its members are masters of swordsmanship.

The young man Afeng took the registration book handed over by the master of Wanjian Pavilion and turned to the page that recorded the black sword.

[The black sword is a top-grade common weapon, its origin is unknown, it was forged with insufficient temperature, it has no sharpness, and no magical powers.

The only sword master - Liu Xiu from Taoyuan County, Beixuan Commandery. He was once rated as "Second Sword Apprentice" in swordsmanship and served as a centurion of the Beixuan Army. He retired due to a serious injury and lameness. His grandson Liu Wei had his hands and feet crippled in a competition at the academy and committed suicide by jumping into the river.

After that, Liu Xiu disappeared.

Three years later, Liu Xiu suddenly appeared.

Behead the magistrate of Qingyuan County.

Zhan Haohong College President.

There were a total of one hundred and seven sword-slaying disciples.

Cut into the swordsman's sky-breaking sword.

It is speculated that Liu Xiu may have mastered the breathing method to perfection and comprehended its true meaning, but no inheritance was found in him.

pity.

pity.

——Feiyanwei Long Yi, investigation record. 】

"The breathing method is perfect? ​​The true meaning? Liu Xiu?"

The young man Afeng suddenly remembered the rumor that caused a sensation a few years ago, "Is this the sword of the lame swordsman?"

He thought to himself, "When Liu Xiu was young, he only reached the second level of sword apprentice, and his physique was at most lower-middle. Comprehension and character can be changed, but when he was old and lame, he only practiced for three years and yet he managed to advance to the level of Sword Master - Sky-breaking Sword."

"Is this change due to this black sword?"

He stared down at the black sword and realized that this might be his opportunity.

[The young man Afeng left with the black sword and asked someone to make a scabbard for it. He named the black sword - Hidden Edge Sword.]

[Seven days later, the young man Afeng held a sword. Apart from being able to draw the sword faster, there was nothing special about it. During the competition with the "Fifth Chief Ding Ying" of the academy, the sword collided with each other several times and unexpectedly broke into two pieces from the gap.]

【The Hidden Sword turned into a broken sword.】

[Fifth Chief Ding Ying kept apologizing and said she would compensate him.]

[A Feng was ridiculed by everyone. He returned to his dormitory in a daze, staring at the broken black sword in his hand, and did not sleep all night.]

[In the early morning, he finally fell into a deep sleep.]

[I devoured "Liu Xiu's Soul", and at this time, "Sword Demon Heart Eye" increased greatly, and when Afeng lost his mind, it entered his sea of ​​consciousness. ] [Afeng opened his eyes in a daze in his sleep and found himself on a mountain surrounded by clouds and mist. A strong wind was howling past, and a young man in a green robe suddenly appeared on the mountain with his hands behind his back.

He stared at the back for a moment, and his eyes actually felt a slight pain.

He asked carefully: "Who are you?"

[“Young man, you almost ruined my shelter.” I turned around and said calmly. I finally waited for a living person to speak, but I didn’t want to kill the “Sword Bearer” as much as I did at the beginning.]

[At the beginning, Liu Xiu gradually became a sword slave and even lost his ability to speak. It was completely like the sword controlling a corpse. I couldn't sense anything. It was no different from being in the magic sword.]

[I have given up the idea of ​​possessing another body. I must find a way to come back to life. Now I have to renovate this "magic sword". If the sword breaks, I will die! I don't want to die!]

[The young boy Afeng was stunned, then reacted: "You are Cangfengjian?!"]

[I nodded.]

[The young man Afeng took a few deep breaths, finally calmed down, and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used the Cangfeng Sword to duel."]

[“The Hidden Sword is just a top-grade common weapon, it cannot compare to those sharp weapons and treasures. However, I can teach you the Qingshan sword technique.” I was slightly surprised by the boy’s behavior.]

[“Qingshan Swordsmanship?” The young man Afeng nodded. He took a deep breath, looked at me, and promised solemnly: “I will repair the Cangfeng Sword.”]

[I chuckled, and a bronze sword appeared in my hand. The young man Afeng was surprised to find that he also had a bronze sword in his hand.

I took a step forward, suddenly raised my hand and stabbed the sword slowly at the young man. Afeng blocked it instinctively, but the sword only swayed and stabbed Afeng's wrist from a strange angle.

There was a clang.

The bronze sword in Afeng's hand fell to the ground, but he did not feel any pain. Instead, he carefully savored the sword just now. The sword was obviously slower than his, but in fact it was faster than him. It was a very strange feeling.

"Look."

I stood there holding a sword, and the surrounding mountains and ancient trees suddenly turned into an ink painting - the sky and the earth were all white, and I was the only one in black.

"The seventy-two moves of the Zongheng sword technique begin with Zongheng."

In the blink of an eye, the sword was unsheathed, moving as the heart desired, the wind was silent, the sword left no trace, leaving a trail of ink afterimages between heaven and earth, the moves became faster and more complicated.

[At this moment, a dark figure jumped out from the sword light and also performed the "Seventy-two Sword Techniques". The two swords faced each other, murderous intent overflowed, and the moves were unpredictable.]

[One becomes two, two becomes three, three becomes seventy-two swords, then one hundred and eight swords, until there are infinite swords. In an instant, the sky and the earth are covered with sword shadows.]

[“This kind of intention, this, this is a superior sword technique.” A Feng was stunned. In Dongzhou, every superior sword technique was created by a “Sword Saint” who could understand the true meaning.]

I pierced the figure with my sword, then slowly stopped, staring at the sword shadow in the air, and sighed softly: "The 72-Move Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique is too complicated, the essence should be concentrated in four moves."

The words fell.

The sword shadow retreated as he wished, and all the swords returned to their origin. Only one person and one sword remained in the world. This ordinary sword, when people looked at it, could feel the four artistic conceptions contained in it: one is vertical, two is horizontal, three is fast, and four is slow. 】

[I felt something in my heart and realized the "true meaning of swordsmanship", which is invisible and formless, without moves or styles, and the unity of man and nature. The sword is the heart, and the heart is the sword.]

[I have accumulated knowledge from two lifetimes and three lives, and I have transformed myself into a sword. All things are desolate, and I am the only one left. I was able to take this opportunity to create the peerless sword art "Unparalleled Heavenly Sword".]

[Time flies, six years went by in a flash, the young Afeng never used the "Hidden Sword" to duel with others again. He endured three years of ridicule and sarcasm, but Afeng never responded. As time went by, few people remembered him.

He practiced swordplay silently, and finally transformed the "Seventy-two Horizontal Swords" into the "Thirty-six Horizontal Swords".

["Breeze Breathing Technique" has been perfected! "Thirty-Six Paths of Vertical and Horizontal Sword" has been perfected! "Flying Swallow Sword Technique" has been perfected! ]

[The next day, the day Beixuan College graduated. ]

[Feiyanwei Long Yi came to watch the ceremony and select talents for Beixuan Sword Master. ]

……

(End of this chapter)