Chapter 51 What does the falling snow look like?

Chapter 51 What does the falling snow look like?

Chapter 51 What does the falling snow look like?
That night, it was around Chou time.

Qianshenzhai hung a door curtain, but the white dog did not guard the door.

Inside the room, the white dog was sitting on its hind legs on the ground, with its front legs standing up, its head held high, and a talisman arrow embryo bitten horizontally in its mouth.

Sparks appeared on the arrow embryo from time to time. Looking at the source of the sparks, it turned out to be a sword over three feet long with a prohibition engraved on the tiny arrow shell which was only a few centimeters thin with the tip of the sword!

The sword is like a pen, the arrow shell is like paper, and the speed is like a dragon and a snake.

The long sword flashed with cold light as it swung, and the tip of the sword hit the arrow shell, causing sparks to fly.

I don't know whether the owner of this sword is practicing forbidden techniques or sword techniques.

The white dog didn't know. He thought his master was playing games with him. His big stupid head didn't move, his pink nose bulged, and his tail swung happily back and forth, making a popping sound when it hit the ground, covering up the sound of the seal engraving.

Four feet away, Yunqi stood tall and straight, like a pine or bamboo. His body was motionless, but his right arm was straight, and he rotated his wrist to make the tip of the sword dance into a ball of white flowers.

He was engraving prohibitions and practicing sword skills at the same time.

And at this moment, on this winter night, an idea naturally popped into his mind.

In the future, I can find a magic sword, use the sword as a pen, the magic power as ink, and the void as paper, and draw a talisman in the air. Even when the magic power is abundant, the sword energy can span a thousand miles, and the talisman can be drawn in the air thousands of miles away. Wouldn't it be beautiful?
Ideas flowed in his mind, but his hands remained steady until he finished carving the talisman arrows to be sold tomorrow.

Then he lifted the door curtain and walked out of the window.

At this time, the bright moon was high in the sky and the ground was covered with snow. The snow reflected the moonlight and seemed to be glowing. The blending of moonlight and snow light made the night not so dark.

The snow was still falling lightly from the sky, falling on the branches and dyeing the green leaves white, falling on the ground and dyeing the yellow soil white, but it disappeared into the river, making the river appear deep black in the night.

The snow was so light that it fell silently. Even though it kept falling without stopping, turning the green mountains and clear waters into white mountains and black waters, the process was so silent that it made no sound at all. It was often only after a night that people would suddenly realize when they opened their eyes:

Oh! The snow is thick again.

But often after a few days, one night, just like tonight,
"Snapped!"

I don't know which branch was broken by the weight of the snow and fell to the ground with a loud noise, startling the people who were resting. People might suddenly realize:

The snow falls so continuously, and the snow is so heavy after falling.
The clouds watched quietly for a long time, watching the lightness of the snow, the thickness of the snow, the transparency of the snow, the cold light of the snow, the snow dissolving in the water, the snow breaking the branches, the snow making the mountains white, and the snow making the forests bow their heads.

There is a purpose and momentum behind it.

He came to a deserted place on the river bank and pulled out "Qiu Shui".

He just danced, dancing in the moonlight and snow.

His sword danced, reflecting silver light. The silver light blended with the snow and the moon, like snowflakes and moonlight.

His sword danced and flew around, just like the snow, filling the space between heaven and earth. But if you wanted to see one of them clearly, it was so difficult, just like a sword, you could only see the blade in a ball, but you couldn't see where it fell specifically.

His sword danced, and the tip of the sword turned into cold light, which was dotted with stars, like snow falling from the sky. Standing in the wilderness, where could a person hide?
This is the sword power.

This snow caused trouble for the Miao clans, but it was just right for Yunqi.

A few days ago, Yunqi used a talisman arrow to exchange for a copy of "Water Meaning Four Symbols Sword Manual". The value of this sword manual is not very high, but it can serve as an introduction for Yunqi to practice sword skills. Moreover, the sword moves in this sword manual are sparse, but the idea of ​​sword skills is acceptable.

When practicing swordplay, as long as you know the position, your sword moves will come naturally. This sword manual divides water into four positions: heavy snow, sudden rain, surging river, and huge waves.

The heavy snow is as light as a feather, covering the whole sky and earth;
The sudden rain is continuous and penetrates every hole;
The surging river rushes down thousands of miles with unstoppable force;
The huge waves surged like water and formed clouds covering the sky.

The footwork that the clouds use to match the force of the heavy snow comes from the "Tianquan Jibian Zheshen Footwork" of Qinglong Cave.

Tianquan Star is located at the dividing line between the spoon and handle of the Big Dipper. It controls the balance and is good at advancing and retreating.

It is said in the "Astronomy Records of the Jin Dynasty" that the Big Dipper is located in the north of Taiwei, with Shu representing the sky, Xuan representing the earth, Ji representing people, Quan representing time, Heng representing sound, Kaiyang representing rhythm, and Yaoguang representing stars.

Power is time, time is opportunity.

The young Taoist's footsteps responded to the changes of the Big Dipper's curves and straightnesses, the long sword in his hand made it look like heavy snow, and "Qiu Shui" roared with joy like a dragon!
But the heavy snow is man-made after all, so how can we go against the will of heaven?
The stars move and the constellations change, but man does not change. When the handle of the Big Dipper points to the position of Yin, spring is here, and the heavy snow melts, turning into trickles that flow into the river.

The first sign is the east wind that thaws the ice, the second sign is the start of the movement of stinging insects, and the third sign is the fish swimming up with their arms carrying ice.

When the handle of the Big Dipper points to the Ren position again, rain will come.

The east wind thaws the ice, and water appears in the sky, all turning into rain.

The spring rain is continuous and falling, and it is still on the bank of the Qili River. In this heavy rain, the young Taoist priest is still dancing with his sword.

This time his sword was not as light as the winter snow. It was so swift. The long sword stabbed out countless times and changed countless times in an instant. This sharpness and change were so continuous. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would believe that just drawing and putting away the sword could be so beautiful?

"Actually, I didn't really believe in genius before."

In a thatched cottage not far from the river bank, several injured people were lying on chairs and chatting, but their eyes were all looking at the Taoist priest who was practicing sword in the rain.

Among them was a red-haired one-armed man, who was the one who exchanged the sword scripture and cloud energy for the talisman arrows on the day when Qianshenzhai opened. His hand was still fine at that time, but he lost one hand when he returned from the front line. He whispered,
"Just like the Taoist of Hong Xianshi's family, the only Taoist of Hongmuling! He is only in his teens and is almost at the second realm. But I saw him at the Thirty-Six Villages Autumn Festival two years ago. He was very stiff when performing magic with others. With the way he controlled the treasure, the people on the opposite side would not think it was enough to kill him ten times. It's a pity that the guy had to perform hard under the nose of Hong Xianshi. It's really not easy.

"Since then, I have felt that there is no such thing as a natural genius. The level of magic power can be accumulated, but fighting magic requires going through fire and water. After a long time, if you are lucky enough to survive, you can practice the real thing. Can you really learn it just by reading books and practicing?"

"what about now?"

Opposite this man, a man who had lost an eye asked with a smile.

“Now I really believe it.”

The one-armed man sighed and said, "Master Cheng came here last winter and started practicing sword. I remember it very clearly. I took out that sword manual in exchange for the talisman arrow. Master Cheng even joked with me, saying that after practicing the sword manual he exchanged with me, the sword in his hand began to be more than just a showpiece."

"It's only been a few months. At the beginning, we were kindly invited by Master Cheng to practice swords with him, but now, no one can do it! Old blind man, don't tell me that you held back when you were practicing with Master Cheng? I didn't believe it at the time. I tried my best except to sacrifice my life, but the time was getting shorter and shorter. In the end, I couldn't last more than half a quarter of an hour! That was half a month ago. Now, I dare not even think about it!"

The one-eyed man also nodded, "Drawing talismans is powerful, using fire is powerful, and this is talking about practicing swordsmanship. Practicing swordsmanship is powerful. What kind of person is this? I am holding back, but I am holding back. I just saw him swaying, and I was still thinking of a move, and the sword was put on my neck."

Everyone burst into laughter at once, and the room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

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