Sword from the Immortal Mountain

Chapter 3: Enlightenment of the Sword in Prison

"Sir, I am wronged. I am not Zhou Xiaoguo. I am Zhou Abing."

One person shouted loudly.

"Whether it is Zhou Xiaoguo or not, you have no say. You dare to quibble when death is imminent. You deserve to be beaten!"

"Clap!"

The two slaps made Zhou A Bing dizzy and speechless.

"Lock it up and take it away!"

Then came the sound of shackles being put on.

Chen Jin came to the wooden bars of the prison door and tried his best to stick his head out to see what was happening outside, but the gap was too narrow to see anything.

In the aisle, the lights cast two or three shadows, which were stretched long and twisted, like hideous ghosts.

Someone sang: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor; if you have a grievance, you should go to the netherworld to complain, if you have a grudge, you should seek revenge from the perpetrator. If it is not our family affair, please do not come to me..."

With clangs and clangs, they escorted the man out.

Chen Jin came back and sat down.

The old writer said, "I thought you would cry out for injustice."

Chen Jin replied: "Since it is useless to cry out for justice, why waste your energy?"

The old writer sighed and said, "I hope you can figure it out."

Chen Jin remained silent.

Just now, he thought that the jailer was coming to take him out.

In that case, time is tight and it will be more troublesome to solve the problem.

Chen Jin guessed that there were obviously more than one person who was wrongly imprisoned and served as a scapegoat in this death row, and they were imprisoned in different cells.

These people are like pigs and sheep locked in an iron cage. Whoever is favored will be caught and slaughtered.

The Zhou A Bing mentioned earlier has the same surname as Zhou Xiaoguo. There might be some connection between the two, which makes it easier to make some moves and use someone else's trick to better replace the old one.

After some operations, the real criminals are at large, still living a life of luxury and continuing to do evil; while the innocent victims have nowhere to turn to for help, and even die without a burial place.

Oh, what a bright and clear world!
Chen Jin's eyes flashed, and he gathered his distracting thoughts. Don't think about these things anymore, seize the time to practice, that's the most important thing.

There were no incidents over the next few days.

Living in prison, Chen Jin quickly figured out a set of patterns to tell the time.

This rule is meal time.

The jailer delivered meals, twice a day.

Lunch was a dry steamed bun and a bowl of porridge; dinner was a large bowl of brown rice, some vegetables, and two or three pieces of oily food.

Such food, in such an environment, is very rare and delicious.

One didn’t know and thought it was food sent by family.

When you are in prison, your family can have meals delivered to you if they have money to help.

But Chen Jin not only has no money, but also has very few close friends and relatives.

Besides, other people didn’t know that he was beaten with a club and was wrongly imprisoned as a scapegoat.

The old writer's food was obviously worse. Every time he had a bowl of sticky food, both yellow and black.

It smells rotten.

But he did not envy Chen Jin's food. He said, "You were caught here as a scapegoat. They were afraid that you would not be able to endure it and die in there, which would be a waste of effort. That's why they let you eat better."

Chen Jin just laughed it off, which was exactly what he wanted.

If you eat "pig food" that has no nutrition for every meal, then you won't have the "essence" to practice the exercises in the "Huangting Benjing".

The food nowadays is certainly far from being “good”, but at least there is a little bit of oil and water for cultivation.

Due to the poor conditions, the speed of cultivation could not be fast. After several days of hard work, he was able to reach the first level.

Of course, the reference of "fast" varies from person to person. For some casual practitioners, Chen Jin's practice speed can be described as flying.

The Huang Ting Ben Jing, the orthodox Xuanmen Dharma, is not just for show;
What's more, there are so many years of practice experience.

The most important thing is to keep the soul intact.

If this body had a little more strength, he could immediately break out of the door and kill everyone.

After he had cultivated himself, his confidence and confidence increased. In addition to the Huangting Classic, Chen Jin also took the time to sort out the Taoist magic skills he had learned throughout his life, which were quite diverse:

Escape techniques, illusions, talismans, weapon refining, medicine making...

All of them are involved.

However, most of these Taoist methods require the support of profound magical powers, and he is temporarily unable to use them now.

There are only a small number of low-level spells, and you can try one or two.

But the success rate won't be very high.

In order not to waste the little bit of magic power that I have finally gathered, I'd better give up.

Save it for the critical moment.

When the night was deep and quiet, Chen Jin couldn't help but think of the fairy mountain and his master.

"Looking back, I cut off the world with a sword, and from here I see the green mountains in the nine heavens."

This is Master’s message.

"One sword" is paired with "nine heavens", "red dust" is paired with "green mountains", the parallelism is neat.

It is easy to understand if you read it literally, but if you think about it more carefully, you will find that there are contradictions.

Nine heavens, above the nine heavens.

In the immortal mythology system, there are nine levels of heaven, and the highest place is the residence of immortals.

That is the "fairyland".

So, Master, what you mean is that if we go to the fairyland, we will be able to see the "green mountains"?

But he clearly failed to survive the tribulation and was reincarnated.

Or maybe this sentence had another meaning and was not meant for Chen Jin.

But it doesn't make sense. Since it's a gift message, it's words given to someone else. Why would it be so irrelevant and say something irrelevant?
It is even more impossible that this word is used specifically for the purpose of parallelism.

Who is the master?

He is a being with unparalleled cultivation and whose words are based on the law. Every word he says has a meaning.

Chen Jin was racking his brains over these two words of advice.

One day, I heard an old writer talking to himself: "Counting the days, autumn is almost over and winter is coming. Oh, what will I do when the weather gets cold? If I don't go out in the 19th or 29th day of the lunar month, I will have to walk on the ice in the 39th or 49th day of the lunar month..."

Chen Jin suddenly had an idea and understood it immediately.

"Jiu Tian" not only means "above the nine heavens", but can also be used to calculate the seasons in the folk calendar. Starting from the winter solstice, every nine days is "one nine". After ninety-nine days, it means the end of cold winter, the arrival of spring, the revival of all things, and the beginning of a new life.

Survive from the desperate situation, break the old and establish the new...

This is the true meaning of "Go to the sky and you will see green mountains."

Blessing to the soul.

The next moment, several sword techniques suddenly appeared above his mind platform.

The sword shines in all directions, as elegant as a fairy.

These two words of greeting actually contain a set of sword techniques between the lines.

It turns out that what the master gave was not words, but a sword. It was really well-intentioned.

This discovery reminded Chen Jin of a certain martial arts master who wrote with his hand, and his disciples happened to see it, and thus he learned a set of advanced martial arts.

The two have the same effect.

Immediately calm down and observe and learn.

After learning it, he found that this sword technique was extremely profound and had infinite uses. It was also quite considerate of his current state, as if it was tailor-made for him.

This sword emphasizes intention rather than strength, and emphasizes method rather than moves. It combines the strengths of magic sword and flying sword, turning the invisible into the visible, which can be said to be unique.

At the moment, Chen Jin could only see through the fog and learn only a little bit. Even so, if he put it in the secular world, it would be a top-notch move.

This set of sword techniques has no name.

After thinking about it, Chen Jin named it "Sword Manual on the Mountain".

The reason why it is called "score" is because we only have a partial understanding of it at present, and we need to continue to study, comprehend, and compose it one by one until we fully master it.

In order to learn swordplay, he found a relatively tough rice stalk, about a foot long, and used it as a sword, swinging it against the wall.

(End of this chapter)