Fairyland Sunshine

Chapter 54 The Framework of Swordsmanship

"Senior Brother Meng, this is Senior Uncle Qiao's new disciple, Junior Brother Xu Hengxu."

Qian Yu got ahead of Zong and Hua. During the introduction, Xu Heng had already seen Meng Fusheng from the position they had stepped aside.

Meng Fusheng's eyebrows were soft and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, giving people a warm and sunny feeling. When he met Xu Heng's eyes, he smiled and nodded, and said: "It turns out to be Junior Brother Xu. It's better to meet after hearing about it for a long time. It is indeed Xianzi Yu A beautiful character.”

He stretched out his hand towards the jade table beside him and said, "Junior brothers and sisters, please take a seat."

Xu Heng and others sat down, and then a lady with a flower hairpin came forward to pour wine. When she leaned over, she intentionally showed a touch of white greasy. However, Xu Heng did not pay attention to it, but focused her eyes on the cup. of wine.

He suddenly realized that he had lived in two lives, one was seriously ill and the other was young, and he had never touched a drop of wine.

However, there is no rule against drinking in the Xuanwei Sect, and as a practitioner, he is naturally not afraid of being hurt by alcohol.

Xu Heng thought for a moment and felt that there was nothing he could do in this world, so he took the wine glass from the table and took a sip.

It tastes slightly astringent at first, but after entering the throat, there is a refreshing and mellow aroma, which seems to be brewed from some kind of spiritual fruit. A warm power flows deep into the body, sweeping away the accumulated sleepiness.

Xu Heng's eyes lit up slightly, and the wine glass stopped touching the table for a moment. While sipping the wine, he was distractedly paying attention to other people's conversations.

After they sat down, Meng Fusheng did not entertain them much, but turned back to talk to the others.

It sounded like the two were talking about magic, which was temporarily interrupted by their arrival, but neither of them took the opportunity to stop and picked up the topic again.

Xu Heng listened carefully and realized that the two of them were discussing changes in air-controlling spells. One relied on a certain kind of cold air, and the other relied on a certain kind of Yuan Qi. They each had different opinions and kept arguing.

However, he felt that what the two said was correct, and they explained it in a simple and profound way. Using his own use of the Evil-Destroying Qi as a reference, the changes that anyone said should be able to increase the power a lot.

Just after listening to this paragraph, Xu Heng gained a lot. He originally thought that this 'Dharma meeting' was a bit noisy, but he also calmed down.

It's a pity that the two of them were talking about the changes in air control spells and the operation of mana and mysterious light. Although Xu Heng had reached the thirty-second level, he had not yet mastered mana after all. Hearing this, it felt a little cloudy and foggy. .

However, the discussion between the two did not last too long. After all, when it came to the key to the operation of mana, it inevitably involved the essence of the Taoism of their respective sects. They soon tacitly chose to stop talking.

The people on the side suddenly felt that it was a pity. The Taoist attainments of these two people were obviously much higher than those of the others present, and they happened to be evenly matched, so their witty debate was really wonderful.

Such a rare scene, if you miss it this time, you don’t know when you will have the opportunity to hear it.

Hua Feihua couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother Meng, you haven't introduced this Taoist brother to us yet."

Meng Fusheng smiled slightly and said, "This is Brother He Tianyun of the Qionghua Sect."

Hua Feihua couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "It turns out to be Brother He Tianyun, one of the eight major disciples of the Qionghua Sect, Brother He Dao."

He Tianyun smiled and waved his hand, and said: "What about the eight major disciples? There are more than twenty people in the sect who have received the true inheritance. The eight major disciples are just promoted by outsiders."

Meng Fusheng said: "Of the twenty or so true disciples, only eight have already refined the Evil Condensation Gang. There is nothing wrong with calling them the eight major disciples."

He Tianyun laughed and took the cup to drink, but did not respond to Meng Fusheng's words. Meng Fusheng did not care, so he had time to talk to Xu Heng and the others.

Xu Heng could tell that he was a sociable person, but he was not the kind of person who was good at dancing and had good business practices. Instead, he gave people a gentle and sincere feeling.

He couldn't help but think of Chen Taiji, and had an intuition that the two people were very similar in a certain way, but in essence, they were quite different.

Just as I was thinking about it, cheers suddenly came from the hall, someone was beating the beat, someone took the instrument from the musician and played exciting tunes...

Xu Heng couldn't help but follow the sound, and saw two people looking at each other in the hall, making a seal and bowing to each other, then each gave a soft drink, and both released a flying sword with a cold light.

It turns out that someone got interested and wanted to practice flying sword skills in this hall.

He Tianyun shook his head upon seeing this and said, "My two junior brothers have only just started to learn flying swords, but they have made some small achievements and can't help showing off. Fellow Taoists, please don't mind."

"Brother Taoist," Meng Fusheng said with a smile, "Those who practice swordsmanship should have some spirit."

While the two were talking, the rehearsal had already begun in the hall. This was the first time Xu Heng saw the Xuanguang monk fighting with swords, and he immediately watched with concentration.

I saw two flying swords in mid-air, circling uncertainly and erratically. They seemed to be very familiar with each other's sword moves. If one side changed its moves, the other side would immediately change accordingly. After fighting for more than ten rounds in the blink of an eye, they still couldn't figure it out. Up and down.

Xu Heng looked at it and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

For some reason, he always felt that the flying swords of these two people were full of flaws.

Xu Heng watched the two men fighting swords. What he saw was not their various changes, but the different flaws that occurred with each change. He couldn't help but think in his heart: "What if I stab this place with my sword at this time?" , is it inconvenient to break it?”

But he hasn't learned sword skills yet, and even the sword skills he learned are basic postures. Can he really break this real flying sword technique?
He frowned and thought, dipped his index finger in the wine glass, and then drew various solutions on the jade table based on the swordsmanship drills of the two.

He drew faster and faster, and his mind seemed to become clearer. He even vaguely saw the next move of the two flying swords.

Xu Heng finally vaguely realized, what is the 'basis of swordsmanship' described in "A First Look at the Door"?
That is simply the complete framework of swordsmanship, and whether it is the flying sword or the sword in the hand, at least until it reaches a certain level, it is still within the framework of swordsmanship.

And what Daoren Liu’s sword taught him was—

A sword breaks this frame.

"Wha—!" He suddenly drew a straight line on the case, and the sword in the hall suddenly struck with a white rainbow piercing the sun, piercing the opponent's sword light.

"Ha." Xu Heng's eyes lit up slightly. Of course, the swords in the hall were not controlled by his sword skills, and he used the move of White Rainbow Penetrating the Sun, but their changes were completely within his prediction.

"Good swordsmanship!" "Wonderful!" "As expected of a master disciple of the Qionghua Sect..."

Xu Heng listened to the noise in the hall, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, gently wiped the drink on the table, turned around, and suddenly met a pair of eyes like willow leaves.

He Tianyun withdrew his gaze from his case with great interest, smiled at him, and said, "This junior fellow from the Xuanwei Sect has such a sharp vision. I wonder what sword techniques he has learned?"

(End of this chapter)