Chapter 294 West Wind River
Chapter 294 West Wind River
The lingering charm of May and the month, the apricot blossoms are gone and the plums are plump.
A green-covered carriage was parked in front of the pine-thatched pavilion. A white horse was strolling in the woods, eating yellow plums. A man in a black robe was sitting alone by the river. The golden setting sun was shining, and the water was rippling. A wild carp bit a plum that fell from the treetop into the water, and with a "dong" sound, it quickly swam into the depths.
The west wind is roaring, and a long sword is across my knees.
The unique steel pattern of the Baiduan weapon reflects a dazzling luster, as if it is inlaid with tiny gems. There is a yellow mark on the spine of this sword when it is cast, and the tip is like a python lying on its side, with bared fangs and claws, cruel by nature, and cold-blooded.
Among the six domestic animals swords, there are only two first-class swords: the Yellow Python and the Black Boar.
This yellow python is particularly spiritual and very suitable for performing hidden swordsmanship.
"The ancients are as long as white silk flying, and a sword cuts through the green mountains."
The third sword in the Tibetan sword technique.
'Swarm of bees' are like a swarm of firearms, and the sword energy covers a wide range.
'Flying Arrow' is like a powerful crossbow or a longbow, and the sword energy can reach a long distance.
The Broken Waterfall technique he practiced was somewhere in between the two, with the word "cut" in it.
The water keeps flowing even when the sword is swung. The waterfall and the Xifeng River in front of us are just images.
Although he successfully used the 'Popu' sword style at Lengcui Mountain in Fuzhou Prefecture, he only had a vague understanding of the Jie word technique and there were still flaws. These days, he has further comprehended this sword technique and has a clearer perception.
"Open the joints, nourish the sword, and infuse."
Zhang Yu bent his fingers and the sword blade trembled slightly, urging the sword energy. A ray of extremely sharp light slashed forward, and the dead branches fell into the Xifeng River.
"Use sword intent to drive sword energy. The stronger the intention, the greater the power of the sword. However..."
The Tibetan sword technique is quite powerful, and is among the best sword techniques in the world, but it is not the best martial art. It is far inferior to Wudang's Tai Chi sword technique and Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords.
The requirements for the performer are extremely high. One must have the talent to sense the sword intent and have powerful and unparalleled true qi. Those who meet these two conditions have both the qualifications and the strength, have made achievements in martial arts, and can also dominate the world by practicing other techniques.
What's more, when facing the enemy, a huge amount of true energy is infused into it, and it is used up to launch a powerful sword that surpasses one's own martial arts realm. Regardless of whether one can defeat the enemy or not, at this point, most of his own true energy has been consumed.
To put it bluntly, it's a one-time deal.
"With this sword box, everything is completely different."
Zhang Yu looked at the black bag that had pressed a dent in the embankment with a complicated expression. The thing that Ren Yingying gave him was extremely valuable. Its value was probably not inferior to the Ziwei Sword obtained from the cliff.
"One of the functions of the Mysterious Sword Box is to lock the Qi."
"The last step of the Hidden Sword Technique, the infusion, can only be performed when facing the enemy, before drawing the sword."
"If it is infused in advance, how can an ordinary scabbard lock in the majestic aura? At most two hours, the sword aura will dissipate, and this sword will be completely useless before it is even unsheathed."
"With the Mysterious Sword Box, I can prime multiple swords in advance and place them in the box for nourishment. When facing the enemy, I can perform the Hidden Sword Technique multiple times without consuming too much true energy..."
When in Nanchang Prefecture, Ren Yingying introduced to him in detail the origin and function of the Xuanqi sword box. Zhang Yu listened for a long time in the pleasure boat and summarized it in one sentence: load the bullets in advance, and the single-shot musket becomes a Zhuge Crossbow.
Although it can only load twelve 'crossbow arrows' at most.
“According to Ren Yingying, the sword-hiding technique and the mysterious sword box both came from ancient tombs before the Qin Dynasty and fell into her hands... I wonder if they can compete with Wudang's Tai Chi swordsmanship.” Zhang Yu used the Beiming Divine Art to absorb decades of true energy from Mu Gaofeng and stored it all in his sea of qi. Now he used it to refine this set of Six Livestock Swords. With a "clang", the Yellow Python Sword was sheathed.
In front of the pine and thatch pavilion, Du Xiaochai opened his eyes, jumped off the shaft of the cart, looked around, and the sun in the sky was already setting.
She walked slowly to the river and looked at Zhang Yu. During this journey, after his injury healed, he had been practicing martial arts most of the time. He could even stay up all night, sitting cross-legged in the carriage to practice breathing and swordsmanship.
Zhang Yu heard footsteps: "Have you rested well?"
Du Xiaochai nodded: "Yes."
"It's been a hard day these days."
From Jiangxi to Hunan, except for the waterway in the front, Du Xiaochai drove the carriage across the three Xiang areas for hundreds of miles, traveling day and night without sleep, and finally arrived at Hengyang Prefecture on the last day of May.
"My Lord said he received news that Right Envoy Qu has arrived at the border of Hengyang Prefecture. I want to try to get there before the Dharma Protectorate."
Zhang Yu said, "You don't have to worry too much. I have arranged decoys and am leading Tang Xiao and his men in circles. We can at least keep the secret for a while. But Di Baiying is here too. He is an old fox with a very keen sense of smell. How long we can keep the secret... depends on God's will."
Du Xiaochai thought of Zhao Changfeng who had disappeared for a long time, and then she realized that Zhang Yu had already made arrangements when they were still in Fujian. She once doubted his character and was worried that he would not dare to disobey the cult's killing order to save Qu Yang.
"Thank you, sir."
Zhang Yu did not respond. He glanced at the woman in black. He knew that she had a miserable life and had followed Qu Yang for many years. Their relationship was almost like that of father and daughter. She was indeed qualified to thank him.
Du Xiaochai suddenly asked, "Sir, I heard that Di Baiying is one of the best experts in the Divine Religion. If the deception fails to deceive him, what should we do?"
Zhang Yu smiled bitterly in his heart. He had been the leader of the Guardian Hall for many years. He was ruthless and impartial, and was not liked by the Chengde Hall. However, his ranking among the ten elders was second only to Tong Baixiong, who had the most seniority and was instrumental in supporting Dongfang Bubai. Such a person, no matter what appearance he showed to others, was first-class in martial arts and wisdom in the world.
"What else can we do? If we really have to fight, we can only fight hard!"
Zhang Yu habitually turned the green jade ring on his left thumb.
Back then, before the Orangutan Beach, he was just a nobody in the Sun Moon Sect. If Qu Feiyan hadn't extended a helping hand, he would have gone astray. And without Qu Yang's generous teaching of the "Purifying Heart and Universal Good Mantra", Zhang Yu would not have been able to resist the backlash brought by the green jade ring in the past few years.
Du Xiaochai looked at the setting sun in the sky and asked, "It will be dark in less than an hour. Should we rush to Hengyang Prefecture to stay overnight, or stay at Xifeng Ferry?"
"Go to Hengyang Prefecture and find an inn to stay in. I will meet you tomorrow morning at the latest."
Du Xiaochai asked doubtfully, "My Lord, is there anything else?"
"I heard that Hengshan City is a famous place in the South Country where people spend money. I have run out of money, so I have to go find someone to ask for some interest."
Zhang Yu said with a smile, stood up and threw a stone into the Xifeng River. The stone stuck to the water surface, rubbing against it to create waves, and flew downstream to Duji.
"A place where gold is sold?"
Du Xiaochai couldn't help but chuckle when she saw his rare childish behavior, then she recalled in her heart that Hengshan City was at the foot of Mount Nanyue, with temples and Taoist temples everywhere. She was still young at that time and followed her elders to burn incense, but she had never heard of any place where money could be spent.
"gone!"
Zhang Yu picked up the black bag and followed the stone that had been skipped on the water, heading towards Xifeng Ferry.
I'm not in good condition, the next chapter will be quite late, don't wait
(End of this chapter)