Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 4
Time and time, gray dogs and white clouds, in the sunrise and sunset again and again, the ancient pines of Longshou Peak are still green, and two years have slipped quietly by the fingertips.

In front of Tingtao Building, on the large open space paved with blue bricks, a group of handsome young men in white clothes stood in it like tall and straight green pines.

Holding a long sword in his hand, the young man in white was handsome, his eyebrows were shaped like swords, and there was a forceful spirit in his square inch. He bowed slightly to an elder in black robes in front of him: "Disciple Lin Jingyu, master please enlighten me." .”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Jingyu made the first move, and suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand, and a fierce sword energy shot towards Taoist Cangsong.

Taoist Cangsong did not move his feet, but with a light wave of his robe sleeves, he dissipated the sharp sword energy, and then used his index finger as a sword, manipulating a straight pine branch on the ground, and stabbed Lin Jingyu's body firmly. covered the past.

Facing Cangsong's seemingly random attack, Lin Jingyu didn't dare to be careless, immediately grabbed the long sword in his hand, and charged towards the flying pine branches.

Lin Jingyu held the long sword in his hand, hanging in the air, he kept waving the long sword in his hand, emitting a strong sword aura, and kept attacking the blue light emitted by the pine branches.

However, although Lin Jingyu's sword energy was sharp, it was still unable to break through the cover of the blue light. On the contrary, the blue light emitted by the pine branches was getting tighter and tighter, and the space for Lin Jingyu to move became smaller and smaller. trapped.

Lin Jingyu was not willing to be defeated, he gave a soft drink, and raised the long sword in his hand high, the aura in his body condensed, turned into a giant sword with quality and form, and slashed towards the blue light.

Cangsong Taoist showed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly, the blue light withdrew, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards Lin Jingyu's chest.

Such a change made Lin Jingyu's heart tremble, and he quickly turned around and sacrificed the long sword in his hand, the long sword turned into a white light and pierced the air towards the pine branch.

With a "bang", the two collided in the air, the long sword was broken into several pieces by the stream of light, and Lin Jingyu himself was thrown down by the oncoming wind, and landed softly beside the open space. on the soil.

Lin Jingyu put his hands on his knees, slowly stood up, looked at the long sword that was shattered on the ground, and then at the pine branches that were still glowing green, and said with a wry smile: "Master, I lost."

"That's right, it's improved compared to last time." Taoist Cangsong said calmly.

In the past two years, under Cang Song's personal teaching, Lin Jingyu has been practicing every day. With his natural talent, the cultivation base of Taiji Xuanqing Dao has reached the fourth level of Yuqing. This is the practice of ordinary people. It can be seen that Lin Jingyu's talent is so high that it has been difficult to achieve for decades.

Lin Jingyu walked up to Taoist Cangsong, bowed slightly and said, "Master, this disciple needs to ask Master for instructions."

Cangsong nodded and said, "Let's talk."

Lin Jingyu pointed to the broken sword on the ground, and said: "This disciple has already stepped into the repelling state, and wants to go out to practice and find opportunities along the way, and I hope the master will approve."

According to Qingyun's practice, as long as Qingyun's disciples break through the fourth layer of Yuqing and reach the state of exorcism, they need to go out to practice, and find opportunities to refine their own magic weapons.

Now Lin Jingyu has broken through the fourth layer of Yuqing, but he still doesn't have a decent magic weapon, so he thought of going out to practice.

Taoist Cangsong looked at the persistent Lin Jingyu, laughed dumbfounded, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: This little apprentice of mine is extremely talented, and he practices hard. Master, I feel a little dissatisfied.

Cangsong Taoist saw Lin Jingyu's thoughts, shook his head and said: "Jingyu, you are talented and intelligent, and you are also strict with yourself. You have cultivated Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the fourth level of Yuqing in just two years. I am very pleased to be a teacher. But after all, you are young, and you grew up in Qingyun, and you have never seen any sophistication in the world, so my teacher is worried that you will suffer if you are alone outside."

Lin Jingyu bowed his head and remained silent after listening to his master's words. In the past two years as a teacher, although his master has always been strict with him, behind the strictness is hidden a silent concern.

He didn't want to disobey his master's wishes, but he really wanted to have a magic weapon of his own, so the two conflicts were entangled in his heart, he looked up at his master, hesitant to speak.

Cang Song looked at Lin Jingyu's hesitation, thoughtfully, then suddenly showed a mysterious smile, patted Lin Jingyu's shoulder and said: "Jingyu, follow me to the study."

"Study?" Lin Jingyu didn't know what Master's intention was, and followed with doubts all over his head.

Cangsong Taoist's study is just behind the Kelu Hall. It is a large place, and it is a separate yard. Several rows of green pines are scattered in the yard, and they make small noises under the blowing of the mountain wind, making the yard extraordinarily peaceful.

Dozens of bookshelves were placed neatly in the spacious study room. Thousands of books were densely arranged on the bookshelves, ranging from anecdotes to Daoism collections. Lin Jingyu felt that it was so vast that he was too dizzy to read it.

Cangsong pointed to the rows of bookshelves and said: "Jing Yu, here are some classics collected by the previous chiefs of Longshoufeng, you can visit them often in your spare time, it will be of great benefit to your practice."

Cangsong was happy and quiet, his study was never open to the public, but it was very open to Lin Jingyu, which was enough to see his preference for this little apprentice.

Taoist Cangsong passed through the rows of bookshelves in front, and walked straight to the corner of the bookshelf, raised his hands, and carefully took down an old wooden box from the top of the bookshelf.

The wooden box is made of nanmu, seven feet long and two feet wide. It may have been untouched for many years, and the long and narrow wooden box is actually covered with a thick layer of dust.

Taoist Cangsong slowly picked up the wooden box, leaned against his mouth and blew gently, took out a piece of silk cloth from his arms and wiped it carefully: "Senior Brother Wan, after decades, we finally meet again."

Taoist Cangsong's tone was vicissitudes, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years

Lin Jingyu has been a teacher for two years, and Lin Jingyu has never seen Cangsong lose his composure like this, so he looked at the wooden box full of curiosity.

The accumulated dust was blown away, and what came into view was just a simple black wooden box.

"Master, what is this?" Lin Jingyu looked at Taoist Cangsong and asked softly.

"Old man's thing." Cang Song sighed, his eyes were slightly moist.

Cangsong gently opened the wooden box, only a narrow crack, and a burst of pale blue sunlight poured out from the gap, reflecting half of Cangsong's body in green.

When the wooden box was fully opened, Lin Jingyu finally had a glimpse of the whole picture. It turned out that there was a sword in the box. Although it was not out of its sheath, it could still see the rays of light flowing and full of auspiciousness. One could tell it was the treasure of the immortal family.

"This sword is called Zhanlong. It was forged from the green crystal of ten thousand years in the extremely bitter place in the southern border. When the sword was completed, there was thunder in the sky, and the rain fell like dragon blood, so it got its name." Cang Song picked up the fairy sword in the box, Slowly explained.

Lin Jingyu was one step away from Zhanlongjian, but he could already feel the aggressive aura of Zhanlongjian.

Lin Jingyu stared straight at Zhanlong, and sighed dumbfounded: "Such a divine sword, I'm afraid it is not inferior to Master's 'Qiuhong'."

Cangsong's Qiuhong sword is one of Qingyun's famous swords, and has a great reputation in Qingyun sect. In Lin Jingyu's opinion, Qiuhong sword is already one of the best divine swords.

Unexpectedly, Cang Song shook his head lightly and said: "Zhanlong is the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon. It has the ability to open mountains and cut off streams. How can Qiuhong compare with it?"

"Nine Heavens Divine Soldier!" Lin Jingyu called out in surprise.

The Nine Heavens Divine Soldier is rare in a thousand years, and each piece is a unparalleled treasure in the world. Lin Jingyu was able to see one of them with his own eyes today, so it's no wonder he lost his composure.

Lin Jingyu suddenly became very interested in the old man mentioned by his master, and exclaimed: "Being able to wield such a magical weapon as Dragon Slaying, I think the Senior Brother Wan mentioned by my master is also a magnificent figure."

Cangsong's eyes were filled with reminiscence, and his tone seemed excited: "That's right, back then Senior Brother Wan held the Dragon Slaying Dragon and led our four juniors into the wild Demon Sect Temple. They killed countless demons and killed the Demon Sect monsters. They became famous and fled. It can be described as the pride of a generation.”

"A generation of geniuses." Lin Jingyu couldn't help but a yearning look appeared on his face, and he praised: "I wish I could have been born a hundred years earlier, so that I can see Master Wan's peerless demeanor!"

But then, Lin Jingyu showed a trace of doubt on his face: "But master, since there is such a character, why haven't I heard from senior brothers and them?"

Taoist Cangsong's eyes suddenly darkened, he shook his head, and said regretfully, "Because Senior Brother Wan was later slandered and became a sinner who murdered his master, since then his name has become a taboo for Qingyun, and few people say From now on, you also need to remember that you must never mention this matter in front of others in the future."

Lin Jingyu saw his master was so dignified, so he nodded and answered seriously.

Cangsong handed Zhanlong to Lin Jingyu, and said solemnly: "Jingyu, your Taiji Xuanqing Dao has reached the realm of driving things, but so far there is no magic weapon that can be used. Today, as a teacher, I will use this Zhanlong Dragon to you."

"Pass it to me?" Lin Jingyu opened his eyes wide, with an expression of disbelief.

The number of Nine Heavens Divine Weapons is extremely small, there are only a few of them in the whole world, they are truly priceless treasures, not to mention that this sword has special meaning to Taoist Cangsong. Although Lin Jingyu knows that his master has always loved him very much, but There is still some hesitation in my heart.

Cang Song saw Lin Jingyu's reaction.

Taoist Cangsong's eyes were like lightning, he stared at Lin Jingyu, and said loudly: "More than a hundred years ago, Senior Brother Wan entrusted the Dragon Slaying Sword to me before he left, and told me who inherited this sword, Whoever wants to inherit his last will, to slay the dragon to straighten the way, to rid the world of evil spirits, what? Don't you dare?"

how?Are you afraid to accept it?Cang Song's words hit Lin Jingyu's heart heavily, and immediately aroused the arrogance in Lin Jingyu's heart, what Master Wan can do, why can't I do it!

Huanghuang man, are you afraid?
Lin Jingyu looked straight up, met Cangsong's gaze, and said proudly: "Why don't you dare!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Jingyu resolutely took the Dragon Slaying Sword from Cangsong.

Zhanlong is worthy of being a weapon of the Nine Heavens. As soon as Fang touched his hand, Lin Jingyu felt a cool feeling spread from his fingers to his heart. He only felt that Zhanlong was not a sword, but a living creature.

Lin Jingyu looked excitedly at the Zhanlong Sword in his hand, he held the Zhanlong across his chest, and with both hands, he slowly pulled the Zhanlong out.

Accompanied by a dragon chant, Zhanlong, who had been silent for decades, finally came out of its sheath again.

The sword is like autumn water, and the green light is shining, which makes people feel cold.On the slender spine of the sword is a pattern of a black dragon, as if it will burst out of the sky at any moment and soar into the sky.

With Zhanlong in his hand, Lin Jingyu suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, and murmured: "Zhanlong, Zhanlong, in this life, I, Lin Jingyu, will definitely make you famous in the world again!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Jingyu was extremely excited impatiently, holding Dragon Slaying, he started to dance in the spacious courtyard. For a while, the sword wind roared in the courtyard, and the sound of dragon chant could be heard endlessly.

Cangsong stared at Lin Jingyu in the yard with his hands behind his back, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, white clothes fluttering, stunning talent, looks like Wan Jianyi back then, so he whispered with emotion: "Like, really like."

Lin Jingyu had just won a magic weapon, and overjoyed, he danced Zhanlong with sword energy freely and heartily. The green grass and pine trees in the yard were twisted crookedly and scattered by the sword energy.

A moment later, Lin Jingyu withdrew his sword, tied the dragon-slaying sword behind his back, looked at the messy scene in the garden, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "As soon as this apprentice touches the dragon-slaying sword, I felt that it was connected with my mind, and lost my temper for a while, ruining Master's yard, and I hope Master will forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." Cang Song waved his hand indifferently, then took out an old yellowed booklet from his arms and said: "Brother Wan used to rule the world, besides this Dragon Slaying Sword, There are two sets of formulas, one is Qingyun's "Slaying Ghosts and Gods", but it has been lost, and the other is "Myriad Swords and Dragons" in Wei's hands.

Although the Ten Thousand Swords Slaying Dragon Jue is not comparable to the Qingyun Four Jue, it is still extremely powerful, and it complements the Dragon Slaying Sword even more. You need to practice hard when you take it back, and don't fall into the prestige of the Dragon Slaying Sword. "

"Yes, master." Lin Jingyu strode to Cangsong's side, and took the booklet in his hand.

(End of this chapter)