Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 1100

Remember [New] for a second,! Sedum sits on the field stem, and his one acre of land has been taken care of.

Several brothers from the same sect came back from the mountains to collect herbs with bamboo baskets on their backs. Seeing his bored appearance, they invited him to fight swords.

When today's sword fighting is very popular, not to mention in the Divine Sword sect, it is in the countryside, and children on the roadside like to fight swords, but the form is different. Sword fighting is not only the homework of daily practice, but also can be used in entertainment, revenge, rituals, performances and other occasions.

The rules of fighting swords are quite similar, and they can be divided into several categories. One is Huadou, which is not only a sword fight for the pursuit of ornamental enjoyment, but also combined with local folk customs. Lone Fangdou, Shuanghuadou, Sanyingdou and the crowd. The performers control the flying swords to have a friendly and fancy fight, or control the flying swords to dance flowers in the air together. Those with profound skills, the sword qi can be vertical and horizontal for hundreds of miles, the light and rainbow are bright, colorful, and the shape is like a flying dragon. There was once a literati who stayed in Qingxian Nunnery in Lushan Mountain, and watched the colorful moon sword fairy fighting alone at night. Seeing his graceful and graceful appearance, flying swords traveled back and forth across the sky and the earth, he wrote a poem as a gift. To be the Zijinfeng. What year did the dragon and tiger take off, and tonight the stream is leaning against the pestle. The gas is connected to the Kunlun suspected electric hail, and the momentum is swallowing the mountain like a cloud peak. It is necessary to cut off the road of floating life and release the Wanren Peak of Guanshan." Fangdou gradually became a shortcut for Jianxiu to become famous all over the world.

Every festival, there are sword fighting performances in cities and towns all over the country. The scenes are magnificent and lively. For example, on the Yuanxi Festival in Chang'an, there are sword fighting performances from the tenth to the twenty-second day of the first lunar month. There are also large-scale performances such as Qianhuadou and Wanlongji. , Jiangguang gathers like the sun in the sky, and scattered like light feathers in the sky, it is a great scene in the world.

If classified by the form of performance, flower fights can also be divided into drama fights, wine fights, poetry fights and so on. Xidou is specially used for performances such as operas and sacrificial ceremonies. Sword fighting is used as a means of storytelling to increase the viewing experience. The wine fight is an entertainment project carried out on the occasion of Jianxiu's drinking. There are many ways to play. The simplest wine fight is that each side makes a sword and the loser drinks. As for Poetry Fight, it imitates the deeds of the master of the sword, Yun Tianhe, who fights swords and recites poetry, and the sword does not stop, the poetry does not stop, and the swordsmanship and talents of both sides are compared.

In addition to the flower fight, the remaining sword fighting forms can be divided into folding sword fights and life and death fights, both of which are duels for victory or defeat. In a sword-folding fight, when one side shoots down and cuts off the other side's flying sword, he wins, and he must not attack the sword-wielder himself. Life and death struggles are the most dangerous, and there are often casualties. Civil grievances and grievances are mostly resolved by life-and-death struggles. Whether it is for profit, seizure of power, or revenge, honor or disgrace, one can fight for life and death.

The customs of fighting swords vary from place to place. Beidi sword fighting is often a wheel fight. One person defends the fight and everyone comes to attack. The loser will naturally be punished. Whether it is an apology or a name, it is agreed in advance. The sword fighting in Jiangyin area is more elaborate, usually it is a private fight. The one who comes back from the battlefield is the winner. The Lingnan area is rich in martial arts, and there are often large-scale sword fights with a large number of participants. Sword warriors call friends and friends, and casualties are also ignored.

Qianguan Dou was once popular in Sichuan and Chongqing. It is similar to Beidi Wheel Dou, but it is not a stage, but a pass. The main family chooses a mountain, and arranges people on the pavilions on the mountain road, waiting for opponents to come and kill all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. , so it is also called Dengtiandou. Sedum once witnessed a Dengtiandou. The sword light flickered for three days. After everything was settled, the trees on the mountain were shattered, and blood gurgled from the crevices at the foot of the mountain. After winding for several miles, the swordsman who failed the challenge was wrapped in blood-stained white cloth by the master and carried down the mountain all the way. For more than a month, the mountain was covered with white silk.

Life and death fights are not allowed in the Divine Sword Gate, and it is natural to use flower fights to play on weekdays, but the competition with the same door must be a sword fight. There is a sword mound in the valley. It used to be a ditch. Later, the broken swords were buried here. It gradually became a small hill.

Sedum learned "The Great Classic of Poetry and Sword", and it was when he was in high spirits. Don't look at him being cautious. In fact, he has only been in the market for many years, and has cultivated a smooth and docile temper. The blood that is really hidden is still hot, call him Fighting swords, it should be down immediately.

As soon as they heard that there was a sword fight, fellow students who had nothing to do in the field threw their hoes to the side of the road, and gathered in groups of three or five. Shi Dou, in short, is a trick that hurts people. Sedum begged them to forgive them in groups, and the parry was tight, and everyone laughed at him for being slippery.

Everyone came to the sword test stage together. Several brothers and sisters who were unwilling to play served as judges, and they also took bamboo sticks for everyone to draw lots into groups.

In the first game of Jingtian, I met the senior brother. This bright and heroic man is very famous in the door, and his strength is also the top of the younger generation. In today's world of practice, there should be no better than him. The successor, Sedum has been taken care of by him since he started, and he regards him as a close brother. At this moment, he is hesitant to fight against him.

"Junior Brother Jing, are you afraid?" The senior brother walked in front of him with an unusually serious expression.

"Big Brother..."

"What does a good man do with swordsmanship? If you can't stir up the world, it's better to hold your sword upside down. Even in the old field, although my Divine Sword Sect has always been against competition for strength, but if a swordsman does not even have the courage to use the sword , No matter how wonderful the skills, no matter how sharp the sword is, it is not as good as the butcher's knife. Don't take me as your brother, you must take me as an enemy, to kill your family and take you away Beloved, the demon blocking your way!"

Sedum remembered the **** mountain and the white ling that covered the mountain.

He stared at the senior brother, his face gradually became unfamiliar, and then he nodded, "I understand."

The senior brother smiled, slapped the sword sack on his waist, and a sword ball as gray as a stone jumped out, suspended in front of him, without any smoothness, crude and crude, just like its sword master, "This sword ball is a It was cast from the iron I collected from the Five Mountains, and it weighs 11,000 catties, so I call it: Rusty Mountain."

Sedum raised the Zhaodan Divine Sword, "This sword was given to me by a stranger. I don't know how many kilograms it weighs. It's called Zhaodan."

The classmates who were watching the battle in the audience laughed together, and they were also well-informed. At this moment, they exclaimed, "Hey! Isn't that the demon-suppressing sword in Shushan's Demon Locking Pagoda! Why is it in the hands of Junior Brother Jing?"

"Cough! Maybe it's an imitation."

"Otherwise, Zhaodan... The name of this sword is quite familiar. According to legend, the Suppressing Demon Sword is a divine weapon that descends from the sky, and in the name of Zhaodan, could it be the sword of Feipeng, the **** general of the past!"

Senior Senior Brother's expression changed, "Good sword! Junior Brother, please."

"Master, please."

The two were divided on both sides of the high platform, the senior brother sat on the ground, and Sedum stood upright.

"Maybe I will lose." Sedum thought so, he looked at the big brother who was as solemn as a mountain, "I will lose."

Before the sword fight started, Sedum had a premonition that he would lose.

All he could feel was the pounding of his heart in his cavity, which made his ribs hurt, the blood vessels in his forehead creaked, and his tongue was so dry that he wished he could drink up the water in one gulp.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He muttered to himself, and immediately sprayed a mouthful of Yuan Gang, the pure and pure essence poured into the Zhaodan Divine Sword, the sword was humming, and the soul of Zhaodanquan was throbbing. Sihe, the good sunny days are covered, the sky and the earth are dim, and there are electric lights flickering in the rolling black clouds, and after a while, the muffled thunder resounds like a drum of war.

The big brother's eyes lit up, "Good boy, you are really compared to me, let's start." After that, he threw the rust mountain in his hand, understatement, occupying the center of the ring, spinning around, but there was no strange change. However, there was a whimper of wind, and everyone in the audience felt the earth tremble slightly, and the smoke and dust levitated and danced.

Sedum didn't say a word, he really didn't know what to say in the scene, he just stared at Jianwan in the sky, and his spiritual sense pulled the Zhaodan Divine Sword towards Jianwan.

The senior brother shook his head secretly, thinking that the younger junior brother's swordsmanship was still inferior, and he swung the sword like a firewood stick.

I saw Rusty Mountain jump in the air, and suddenly a bright yellow sword light exploded, wrapping the Zhaodan sword, and immediately shot it down.

Jingtian's mind and Zhaodan were in harmony, and only felt a roar of a mountain torrent in his ears, and he suddenly lost his mind. When he came back to his senses, the sword tool had fallen to the ground.

No one spoke. The fellows stared at Sedum, his heroic and pale face suddenly flushed red, and his smart eyes turned gray, everyone knew that he was defeated. But the sword fighting is not over yet. There must be one side who is the first to say defeat, or has the sword cut off in order to be considered a loser.

Sedum didn't say a word, the Zhaodan Divine Sword was ten feet away from him, and his vitality was dissipated by Rusty Luan's sword light.

He hesitated and was about to concede defeat when someone in the audience suddenly shouted, "Little guy, come on!"

Jing Tian shivered and looked at the person who was shouting. It was the girl from the Tang family. She looked very good-looking with a smile on her face.

The nightshade sword suddenly vibrated, and immediately broke away from the back of Sedum and slashed straight towards the rust hill.

The Divine Sword disciples all thought that Sedum had plucked up the courage in front of the sweetheart, and wanted to fight with the dear master, and they all cheered and applauded.

The Divine Sword Senior Brother's eyes can naturally see the strangeness of the Solanx sword, not only can he see the strangeness, but his spiritual sense is still jumping.

Unstoppable!

The rust hills turned sharply, dodging the slashing of the Solanum knuckles with one jump, and flew back and forth, flickering again and again. It was also like dust and smoke, and in a trance, sword shadows were everywhere on the sword fighting platform, but it seemed that there were thousands of rust peaks appearing at the same time. But even if the senior brother urged him to speed up, the amethyst-clear nightshade sword still forced the rust mountain to crumble.

Everyone saw that the amethyst sword of the younger brother was clearly just flying around, not in a hurry, leaving a sword mark like a ribbon in the air, like a Weaver Girl dancing shuttle, its shape is agile and elegant. Rusty Mountain was in a hurry like a fish slipping through the net, and every time he retreated, he didn't dare to confront him at all.

"What is the big brother doing? The rusty hills are as heavy as mountains, and the magic power of the big brother can crush the five mountains and overturn the world, and he will be forced back by the swords of Junior Brother Jing?"

"Otherwise, it may be that the senior brother is guiding the younger brother to practice the sword-fighting method. You can see that the rusty hills are evading like flying stars, and the younger brother's sword path is clumsy and slow. Isn't it because the senior brother is helping him to familiarize himself with the method of fighting swords?"

"Don't do it, look at the face of the senior brother, that sword is strange!"

"It's not Senior Brother who taught Sedum, it's Sedum who locked Senior Brother!"

The Tang family girl was also watching from the audience. Sedum was not good at scratching his ears and cheeks, but he was already anxious. Seeing that the Solanx sword was getting more and more gentle, it seemed that the overall situation had been settled and relaxed. The big brother over there was sweating on his forehead I can wash my face.

All of a sudden, the Solanum nigrum sword and Xiluan clashed for the first time, and the 11,000-pound sword pill was cut into a gap and fell to the ground, causing everyone to jump.

The defeat has already appeared, and the senior brother is not discouraged. He naturally knows the uniqueness of the nightshade sword. , even if he was hit by this heavy blow, he still did not get out of control. At this time, he did not let go, and used the sword technique he had practiced for many years.

"Bah!" He shouted loudly, and the quaint appearance of Rusty Mountain suddenly became bright, and the viewer only felt that the earth seemed to be rising rapidly. Swept across the Quartet, and those with poor skills were immediately blown away.

All those who have attained Taoism and true cultivators will have visions. The alchemists will move mountains and fill the seas, the five spiritual spells will stir the qi of heaven and earth, and the divine will of sword cultivators will suddenly appear like a flood of waves hitting the shore. This is the principle of natural movement and stillness. Also, qi practitioners use heaven and earth to cast spells, and their potential frightens ghosts and spirits. However, the way of swordsmanship does not use the magic trick of connecting with the universe, but only takes a bit of the essence of the sword. Gai Xiuzheng practitioners are like Kunpeng, who transforms fish into water to fight for 30,000 li, and transforms into bird that flutters 90,000 li in the sky. He can bear the blue sky and eliminate cloud qi, and he still goes to rest in six months, so he never leaves the universe. borrow the law. Swordsmen are like insects and butterflies. They are painstakingly tempered. They have tempered the heart of the thin sky under the nine places. Seek God's will, and the sword comes out naturally.

When Xiluan Jianwan jumps violently, it can cause the earth to vibrate. It is not the big brother's use of magic, but the powerful swordsmanship.

The sound of the wind was hunting, and Sedum was blown away by this blow, and he could not open his eyes, only to see a gray and white sword pillar rising into the sky, and after a while, the rays of light subsided, and the strong wind gradually ceased.

Victory and defeat.

Everyone suddenly looked up at the sky, the clouds had been pierced by the rust mountain sword energy, and the huge void spread out in all directions, revealing the blue sky. Looking at the sword fighting platform, the amethyst sword was floating leisurely like a fish, and the gray-white sword pill had been split in half, and it was spinning on the ground.

Sedum hurriedly greeted the return of Nightshade Sword, and a group of fellow sects crowded up to tsk tsk admiration.

Senior Brother wiped the sweat on his face, put away the fragments of Rusty Mountain, and walked over quickly, "What a powerful sword, which senior's saber is it?"

"I found this." Sedum hurriedly bowed, "I'm sorry, eldest brother, but I didn't take good care of her. I broke your sword pill."

"Hey, don't talk about the two families. The disciples in the Divine Sword Sect have all passed on the techniques of forging swords, raising swords, and practicing swords. Although this Rusty Mountain is my proud work, it must be abandoned in the end. There are 1,247 swords that I forged in the past, and now there is one more. Hey! After all, it is not as strong as the predecessors!" The senior brother looked at the Nightshade sword enviously, "Such a spiritual sword. , those who are not destined can't be favored, junior brother may wish to go to the Archives Pavilion to check the origin of this sword, maybe you can also know which senior in this sect is the last work.”

"Don't be busy, don't be busy, eldest brother, if you don't have any swords, hurry down, we still want to play with junior brother!"

"That's right! Junior brother, why don't we play wheel fighting, brother, I happen to be from Jizhou, and the rules of wheel fighting are clear!"

These fellows talk a lot, and in short, they all want to bully Sedum, everyone is smiling, and even the Tang family girl is eager to try, Sedum patted his forehead, "Okay, okay, thanks to all the brothers and sisters, I will give up my life today. To accompany the gentlemen..." Before he finished speaking, the people who challenged him had already lined up.

The corner of Sedum's mouth twitched, and it was only now that he saw the true colors of these fellow students. They were all shriveled, seemingly self-cultivating, moral gentlemen, but they were all players who were idle in the valley until they became moldy. .

With such an endless battle of swords, Sedum did not want to let the Nightshade sword take another shot, but only tried hard to control Zhaodan to fight. This person has outstanding talent, and he is chasing Yun Tianhe, the sword sect of the year. After all, he is also the reincarnation of the first battle general of the God Realm. At the beginning, he was in a hurry, unable to attack, unable to defend, flying swords dancing without any rules, and gradually he was able to turn around. These fellows are also kind-hearted, carefully hone his skills, give pointers and help him improve.

"Little Junior Brother, it's not as good as you are as sharp as your sword. If you can't match your mind with your sword, you might as well use your sword to fight the enemy. Why use foreign objects under the guise?"

"Little Junior Brother, your flying sword is like a club!"

"Little Junior Brother, you have to communicate with swords carefully, you won't just spit out a mouthful of real energy and you're done, ah, it's killing me!"

The little junior brother called out, the same caring and caring heart of the same door boxing, and the progress of Sedum is even more amazing. With the sharp edge of the gall, he actually let him cut off several flying swords, and the victory was very thrilling, so that the defeated senior brother Heartbroken.

"Okay, you sedum, you only cut your brother's sword, but spare your sister's sword, right?"

"That's right, I'll punish you to go to the quenching station to cast a sword, and if you don't compensate for the sword you broke, I won't let you go today!"

Sedum knew that he was wrong, so he had to agree.

In the days to come, he will follow his brothers to forge swords, then fight swords, and throw the broken swords into the sword mound.

The senior brother of Quefengtai said, "Casting a sword is a sword practice, a sword tool is forged from your hand, and the skill of hammering a hammer is the process of communicating and combining with your mind, no matter how good the sword tool is given to you by others. , it's not as good as the rotten iron sword you smashed yourself."

So sedum put away the gallbladder and nightshade and did not use it again.

The senior on duty at Jianzhong said, "This mountain is full of broken swords, and the spirit of Jinsha is very strong. It's really a sin. The sword has a spirit, and it's more like a wife. If you have the ability, you can cut it less Several swords."

"Does the sword really have a soul?"

"Naturally, if you want to hear it, come to Jianzhong tonight at midnight."

In the middle of the night, Sedum returned to the sword mound. Under the guidance of this senior, he heard the whimper of the broken sword, and had to pass on the secret method. He could perceive the sound of the sword and listen to the memory of the sword.

"Boy, this is a secret technique passed down by Dazong Liu, learn it well." The senior said a lot, "If there is something you don't understand, you can ask Mr. Xia for guidance."

After learning this method, Sedum calmed down and refined the Zhaodan sword. From this sword, he sensed the spirit of the god-general Feipeng back then. With this help, the swordsmanship became even more diligent. Within a few months, he became an infighting. A good swordsman.

Seeing that the New Year is approaching, the girl of the Tang family misses her grandfather. After all, she plans to go back to Tangjiabao to visit her relatives. She also wants to settle the disputes of the Tang family in the past. When Jingtian knows about this, she insists on accompanying her. But very comforting.

The two of them went out of the valley together. Before leaving, they said goodbye to everyone in the same family. They were suddenly summoned by the chief. After hearing what Chu Hanjing said, it seemed that their trip to Tangjiabao seemed to be a disaster. Back and forth, stay in the Bashu area for a while to inquire about information.

Chu Hanjing has always been respected by monks all over the world. Therefore, he is highly skilled, stern and kind, and he is a direct handed down of the four Divine Sword Sects. Therefore, his words are very important.

There was no vision in the villages and towns they saw along the way. The two traveled side by side and talked freely, each of which had some thoughts that the other did not want to know. Such a tacit understanding and intimacy made Solanumjian often feel angry and play tricks frequently. Immediately after Solanum nigrum appeared, Tang Xuejian and her finally got to know each other.

Although the young man is a little lost, he is also happy and leisurely. He holds the Zhaodan sword all day long, and just wants to listen to more old things about Feipeng. Although all kinds of past lives are like dust, he can still learn a lot of skills. It is extremely precious, and often makes him feel that life is short and the road is endless.

The trip stopped and stopped, and in the first month, the three finally rushed back to Yuzhou City. Before the riot at the lock demon tower, the escaped monsters had basically been swept away by the people with abundant martial arts. A festive atmosphere, a scene of peaceful times.

Being close to the hometown, Tang Xue didn't dare to return for a while, and Solanum nigrum was greedy for the scenery of the world, so the three of them temporarily stayed at the Happy Inn and were not in a hurry to go to Tangjiabao.

On this day, they ate tea in the lobby and listened to Jianghu guests chatting about world affairs. One of them mentioned the so-called "Evil Sword Immortal" Yunyun, saying that this person's Taoism is profound and difficult to fathom, and he has widely recruited disciples and wants to build a school with the sword of the gods. The competing kendo sect will soon send its disciples to Yuzhou to receive apprentices.

When Jingtian heard the words, he was secretly annoyed, and the girl of the Tang family was even more fiery.

"Don't underestimate the world, this girl!"

"Yes, that Evil Sword Immortal has a strange name, but imitates the story of the divine sword Yun Tianhe, and wants to spread the law to the world! This is the luck of the world, why not?"

Jingtian and Tang Xuejian looked at each other with a heavy heart, and he secretly voiced, "Maybe this person is the calamity that Chumen said, it seems that we have to inquire about the origin of this evil sword fairy."

The most famous sect of cultivation near Yuzhou is naturally Shushan, and the two of them made up their minds to go to Shushan to hear about the Tangjiabao incident.

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