Tales of Herding Gods - 344. Chapter 330

The middle-aged man on the tower was a little pale, he was obviously injured, and he still hadn’t healed. This middle-aged man was the national teacher of Yankang. He was hit hard in the battle with the gods. Although Qin Mu and Xiaopo Wang Fu Yuanqing joined forces, he The injury was healed, but after all, it was the injury caused by the deity, and he has not completely recovered.

The Mandi Kingdom took this opportunity to invade Yankang. The gate of Qing is very important. The Master of Yankang knows that Yankang Kingdom has experienced two major disasters and its vitality is greatly damaged. In addition, he and Emperor Yanfeng have never recovered. At the peak state, Emperor Yanfeng’s injury was heavier than him.

Fearing that he would be driven straight into the country by Mandi, he dispatched troops and guarded the gate of Qing.

He even did not hesitate to come to the battlefield personally to personally direct the showdown.

The village chief took out a sword, and a sword quelled the battle on the battlefield, which shocked people’s hearts and was also in his eyes.

In fact, this is no longer shocking, but has the ability to turn the battlefield into a sea of blood, and frighten the military and horses of both sides.

The lives of everyone on the battlefield are in his hands.

This kind of swordsmanship can not be regarded as swordsmanship, but advanced and short-cut, so that Yankang Guoshi saw a higher level, the level of swordsmanship.

The village chief’s trick is impossible to calculate how many sword lights are displayed, and the most frightening thing is that every sword light movement has a different trajectory. It is almost impossible to restrain each of the warriors and magical powers. matter.

In the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of armies fought and charged and killed each other. Everyone’s cultivation strength was different, and the martial arts skills of martial arts were somewhat different. Moreover, the battle formation changed rapidly. If you want to restrain everyone at the same time, you need to restrain all of them. The amount of calculation required for magical powers, martial arts, spiritual weapons, and formations is already an incredible level.

At this level, you can already be called the god, the god of the sword!

“One sword opens the emperor’s blood. I have seen this kind of swordsmanship. It is in the painting of the saint.”

National Master Yankang stared at Long Qilin. Qin Mu and others stood on Long Qilin’s back. Although these people were very strong, they hadn’t put them in his eyes.

“I saw the ultimate in swordsmanship from this painting. Over the past two centuries, I have studied the swordsmanship of the people in the painting, and every time I observe it, I have gained new results. Until one day, I can’t see any new swordsmanship. So I thought I had reached the level of the person in the painting.”

Master Yankang recalled the painting, his eyes were looking for the person in the painting, but he couldn’t find it, and then his eyes condensed and fell on Qin Mu’s back.

Qin Mu carried a medicine basket on his back. In the medicine basket was a gray-haired old man without arms or legs.

This old man is not like the person in the painting back then. The person in the painting is a sword god, not so old, full of vigor, like a sword, a sword that just drank blood.

But the old man in the medicine basket is handicapped, and the candlelight may be extinguished in the wind at any time. Where is the spirit of the sword god in the painting?

But Master Yankang can be sure that this disabled old man is the sword god back then!

Because his swordsmanship enlightenment is derived from the sword god in the painting.

Master Yankang’s body shook slightly, and he let out a long suffocating breath, and said, “Yingye!”

The city gate opened, and the generals in the city lined up on both sides, Long Qilin strutting into the city with his head high and belly. Suddenly, all the sword lights in the battlefield surged like a tide, roaring towards Qin Mu and digging into the medicine basket behind him.

The head of the village Yaolizi poked his head, and then saw the middle-aged man walking towards him, the saint who was known to be born every five hundred years, the strong man who was known as the first man under the gods, and the man known as the contemporary sword god!

The two eyes met, and there was a turmoil in their hearts.

The sword god of the last era and the sword god of this era finally meet!

At the back of the battlefield, the sound of striking bronze pounds from the towers of the two great Xiongguan gates was the sound of gold mingling, calling the battlefield to close the troops.

On the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were relieved and hurriedly retired. Everyone suddenly felt that they were soaked and sweated.

In Qingmen Pass, the village chief in the medicine basket floated out, as if he had grown legs and hands, he walked towards Yankang Guoshi, and the strongest men of the two eras met!

“You learn sword?” the village chief asked.

Master Yankang held his disciple’s ceremony with a respectful look: “The disciple learned sword in his early years, but he stopped learning sword when he was one hundred and sixty years old.”

The village chief asked, “You knew swords when you were one hundred and sixty?”

Master Yankang said solemnly: “When I was one hundred and sixty years old, I read the world’s kungfu skills and learned the magical powers of the world, so I understood the sword and started to create my own swordsmanship.”

The village chief smiled: “Show your swordsmanship and let me see.”

The master of Yankang draws his sword, the sword is shining in the sky, shining in the world, swordsmanship is changeable, ever-changing, as complex as a star, simple as a bargaining chip, vertical and horizontal, and twists and turns, it seems that it can be transformed into other worlds, giving people an indescribable state. a feeling of.

His swordsmanship has an indomitable aura, a reform and reform, and a magnificent atmosphere, which is about to burn the fire of all living beings in the world, change this inherent world, change this unchanging road, and reform everything. The staleness, tearing apart the decay of this old age, revealing the ugly face, revealing the ugly truth!

He wants to use his sword to change the stale way in this world, create more new roads, and let the world enter a new era!

His swordsmanship has been separated from the technique, has become a technique, integrated into his own concept, and he can reach the realm of Dao in just one step!

Li is the principle of ideals, and it is also the principle of reason. Swordsmanship has a life with a concept, and his swordsmanship has a life. The Tao is before the reason, and the Tao can be seen only when it exceeds the reason.

His swordsmanship is only one step away.

Guo Shi Yankang received his sword, panting, his injury was still not healed, his cultivation level was not as good as before, but in front of the previous generation of sword god, he was like a student, he was willing to show his most perfect swordsmanship, and looked forward to the evaluation of the other party. .

“Good swordsmanship.”

The village chief exclaimed, and said: “It is worthy of being the first person under God, a saint born in 500 years. Before I die, I finally met someone who can communicate. I came out this time to meet you, I want to let You see.”

Teacher Yankang said solemnly: “Today at Qingmen Pass, millions of soldiers are stationed, many of them are my students, but I am your student. There are also many scholars from the Taiyuan Academy who came to contribute because of the national crisis, dare to invite teachers here. Help us preach!”

The village chief smiled and said, “Don’t dare, just communicate.”

The two walked together, Qin Mu followed. Xiong Xiyu looked up at a man who was in the prime of life, with strange eyes, and said in a low voice: “In Xitu Zhentian Palace, there is no such good man. We Xitu women. To be in charge of the house, men are only committed and obedient. If all the men in Xitu have the same boldness and power as them, why should we women be in charge?”

As they walked into the city, Qin Mu saw a lot of scholars from the Duotai Academy, sitting cross-legged, waiting quietly, his expressions could not hide his excitement.

This time the national disaster was at the forefront of the country’s massive invasion, while Yankang country experienced a major rebellion and a snowstorm, resulting in a lack of livelihood, a sharp decline in the population, and displacement of the people. The country has not yet settled down, and there is a shortage of food. Even in the army, there is not enough food and grass, and many scholars from the Imperial Academy came here too tightly and dared not to eat enough.

Qin Mu also saw Wei Yong, Qin Yu and others. Wei Yong was originally a big fat man, but now he was hungry and thin.

Wait until the autumn harvest season, I’m afraid this dilemma will get better.

The village head and Yankang Guoshi sat down, and the village head didn’t hesitate to say: “I’m here this time, I will not teach swordsmanship, only preach. Let me talk about kendo. As for how much you can get, it depends on your understanding. There is no kendo in this world. Since the sword was created, there has also been kendo.”

Many soldiers who had returned from the front also came over. Some took off their armor and sat on the ground, while some simply stood and listened.

Many people showed puzzled expressions when they heard this old man’s preaching. Some people whispered: “Can the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth be created? We who are supernatural powers, don’t we cultivate the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth?”

Qin Mu’s heart moved slightly, and he remembered the conversation he had with King Yutian, in which he talked about the political reform and the change of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Human creativity has given the world many avenues of heaven and earth that did not exist before, and the same human creativity has also changed the avenues of heaven and earth.

Dao law has supernatural powers, the great way changes, the law is also changed for it, so it is called reformation.

The King Jade believes that the reform may affect the interests of gods and demons.

What the village chief said was much more profound than what the Jade Heaven King said.

The reason why everyone is puzzled is that they are all Qi refiners, and their inherent cognition is to learn the magical powers handed down, and the magical powers are attached to the Taoism, and they want to change their inherent cognitions. It is conceivable how much impact it will cause to their hearts!

Master Yankang asked: “How was the avenue created?”

The village chief said: “Go to the extreme, and you can be created. National teacher, is your swordsmanship to the extreme?”

Master Yankang was startled slightly, and said, “It’s only a little bit.”

The village chief smiled: “I will help you.”

He stabbed the Yankang State Master with a sword, and the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, and thousands of mountains and rivers rushed forward. All of a sudden, it seemed that their surroundings were no longer Qingmen Pass, no longer a bloody battlefield, but a new world, new world. , The mountains are verdant, the plants are full of greenery, the river is rushing, the waves are blooming, each wave is so clear, so real, and the veins of each leaf are so complicated and so different.

Everyone stood up, some climbed up the mountain, some jumped into the river, and some others picked up a flower made up of sword lights. Qin Mu reached out and caught a drop of dew from the leaves.

Jian Lv Shanhe.

This is the sword and mountain river displayed by the village chief. It is obviously a powerful move, but there is no lethal power in the hands of the village chief. Instead, it brings them into a strange world.

This is like a real world, a world composed of kendo.

Although this scene had a great impact on them, it had the greatest impact on Yankang Guoshi. His body trembled and his soul throbbed. He squatted down and stroked the land, raised his head and looked up at the stars. The village chief showed him the face of Tao and let him He came into contact with Kendo.

Suddenly, he felt a door open suddenly, and stood there motionless.

Upon seeing this, the village chief sighed in his heart: “The saint who came out once in five hundred years is indeed much better than Muer’s qualifications, and he has enlightened so quickly.”