Chapter 183 Harvest of the Black Sky Book, Nine Styles of Yunlong
“Hu——”
“簌簌——”
The majestic wind mixed with the edge of the sword energy Rui, whistling continuously in the cave.
In the core of the mountain not far away, violent sword hurricanes would blow up every once in a while. The aftermath would blow out along the cracks in the rocks next to it, and then take advantage of Xie Yuan.
This sword wind has no rules, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes frequent and sometimes rare, it all depends on luck.
This made Xie Yuan believe even more that this was the miraculous power of the Black Sky Book.
Mysteriousness mixed with chaos is the characteristic of the Black Sky Book. The few pages of the secret book of martial arts that were destroyed in the mythical age are not symbols of auspiciousness and opportunity.
The roar of such a huge sword intent was fortunate to be deep in the heart of the mountain, so it could not hurt or disturb anyone. After all, Yunshan is high into the clouds, and the mountain is extremely vast. The core of the mountain is extremely far away from the surface of the mountain. It is covered by earth and rocks, so that the Yunshan disciples outside are not aware of it.
As for whether the previous masters of Yunshan knew about it... Xie Yuan didn't know either. But if you just live in the mountains and have not entered the mountains, it is normal to not know.
[Black Sky Book: (198/200)]
It has risen a little more.
Xie Yuan was refreshed and sat cross-legged in the cave, bathing in the sword breeze, as if he were taking a spring breeze, feeling content and contented.
If outsiders don't understand his meaning and see his happy expression when he is blown by the sharp wind, they should think that he has strange hobbies.
Sharpness...sword energy...
Xie Yuan has been blowing the wind for so long, but it is not without any gains beyond progress.
Although he can gain something in the end without using his brain, he still has some extra understanding of swordsmanship after experiencing sword energy for so long.
One after another sword energy is mixed in the wind, just like a series of sword techniques coming at different angles, different speeds, and different powers.
Even with the same gust of wind, there are sword energy from different angles, that is, moves from different angles.
Xie Yuan vaguely seemed to have fought with many master swordsmen, and he had a better understanding of swordsmanship in his mind, but it was as if there was a layer of veil between him and it was hard to fathom.
Just like the sword wind, he could feel it and blow it, but he couldn't catch it.
“Perhaps, the time has not come yet.”
Xie Yuan had enlightenment in his heart and was not impatient. Enlightenment itself is a flash of inspiration, it may be the next moment, it may be forever. Some people achieve nothing for a long time and gradually lose their mental balance, which is the beginning of their obsession.
But Xie Yuan will probably never be anxious. Anyway, if he can't understand it, what can he do? Someone will help him think of it.
【Black Sky Book: (199/200)】
Well, I almost figured it out.
Xie Yuan looked calm and had long been accustomed to his own understanding.
Time passed slowly, and the sword wind roared occasionally.
A powerful sword edge mixed with gravel blew and hit Xie Yuan's naked body, making a banging sound like gold and stone clashing.
Xie Yuan's body surface is like a layer of iron. It seems pliable to the touch, but it contains extremely strong defensive power.
Xie Yuan sank into his mind, wholeheartedly comprehending the sharpness of the sword wind. He experienced a different sword energy every time, but with the same intentions.
Although he was a little naive, Xie Yuan could still talk a lot about his seriousness and hard work, and he shed some sweat.
[Black Sky Book: (200/200)]
On the illusory panel, the numbers jumped, but Xie Yuan no longer saw it.
His mind was empty, as if he saw countless wind-like figures around him, each waving a sharp sword and constantly attacking him.
Xie Yuan seemed to see a big mountain, with countless steps on the mountain, and there were countless swordsmen, and even countless ownerless swords, waving them constantly, showing off different sword techniques. There are whirlwinds whirling and howling around the mountains, and there are countless figures in the wind, showing off their sword skills and floating in the sky, which looks strange, strange, and even funny.
But Xie Yuan had no other feelings about this scene. He was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship, and seemed to have forgotten why he came here.
He felt like an ascetic monk on pilgrimage, kowtowing step by step, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally arrived at the Holy Land. Looking at the various sword techniques he had dreamed of, he was so intoxicated that he forgot all about it and was completely absent-minded.
I don’t know how long after watching it, Xie Yuan felt a faint pain in his body, and suddenly woke up with a shock.
He frowned, touched his bare chest, and found that the skin was slightly broken.
My defense was broken, no wonder I felt some pain just now and woke myself up.
This is how long the wind has been blowing...not good!
Xie Yuan was surprised, couldn’t it be that several days and nights had passed?
He quickly picked up the clothes hidden behind his back and put them on. He rushed out of the cave and found that it was already sunset and it was dusk.
"It's evening. I don't know if it's the evening of the same day, or..."
Xie Yuan had an inexplicable feeling of sneaking away and playing games during class, and when he looked at the time, he remembered that he had forgotten to go to class. He was about to rush back to the outer courtyard when he turned around and climbed to the cave not far from here on the cliff where he often practiced martial arts.
“That’s it, it’s too late anyway, it’s not too late!”
Xie Yuan came to the cave, glanced in front of him, and his expression changed.
【Yunshan Sword Style·Perfect】
【Yunlong Nine Styles·Introduction: (1/500)】
"The Yunshan Sword Style has indeed been perfected...another perfect skill."
Xie Yuan's eyes lit up, and with a flick of his hand, he suddenly drew his sword.
A bright sword light lit up inside the cave, illuminating the dim cliff in the evening.
Bang——
The sword energy slashed out, a deep mark was cut into the cave wall, and rubble fell from the top of the mountain wall.
Xie Yuan sheathed his sword, his eyes bright.
The Yunshan Sword Style has been perfected, but its power is secondary.
Just like the perfection of the Benlang Sword Technique, the perfection of this Yunshan Sword Style has brought about a comprehensive improvement of the basics of swordsmanship, chopping and stabbing, all with incomparable precision.
What's more, although the Yunshan Sword Style is higher than the Benlang Sword Technique, it is itself a basic swordsmanship, so the effect is even greater. Although Xie Yuan has recently mastered swordsmanship, his foundation is already extremely solid, far beyond what he has been practicing swordsmanship since childhood, as if he has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for decades. More than that, a sword technique has been practiced to perfection, and Xie Yuan himself has recently integrated into the sword style and gained some insights, so he truly understood a trace of the sword's intention from it. This is an understanding close to the fundamentals of swordsmanship. Even ordinary moves made by him are greatly more powerful.
Understanding the will of the sword and the will of the sword can be considered a master of both swords and swords?
But what I am really good at is actually the axe.
Xie Yuan looked pleased. The more methods he has, the stronger his strength becomes, which naturally makes people happy.
And this harvest is not over yet.
“The Nine Styles of Yunlong...have you started directly?”
Xie Yuan was a little surprised. He had never even seen this sword technique, but had only heard of its famous name.
The Nine Styles of Yunlong, one of the world-famous and profound swordsmanship of Yunshan Sword Sect, is unpredictable and powerful.
This is an extremely high-level swordsmanship that only masters can master. Few disciples in the Qi-Blood Transformation Realm can get started.
Qin Zhenyang is one, and I haven’t heard of the others. Of course, he is not well-informed as a handyman disciple, but there must not be many of them. After all, the Yunshan Sword Sect’s swordsmanship has always been changing. It is famous for its many tricks and exquisite moves, so it is difficult to master.
Furthermore, Yunlong Nine Styles is one of the top swordsmanships of Yunshan Sword Sect. Not everyone is qualified to learn it, and the threshold is extremely high.
Ordinary core disciples of the inner sect, if they do not make meritorious deeds, cannot learn to comprehend, they must become true disciples of each peak and hall.
As a handyman, Xie Yuan suddenly learned it and got started, which was an unexpected surprise.
He was eager to try, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and drew the sword again.
The long sword sounded like a dragon roaring.
The sword light flashes like a flying dragon in the clouds, shaking its head and tail. The sword blade is hidden in the bright white sword light as if hidden in the clouds and mist. It makes people unable to see clearly, and the mind is panicked. The sword edge has arrived.
Xie Yuan used the first of the Nine Cloud Dragon Styles in the cave. His figure was elegant, his sword light was radiant and horizontal, and both the person and the sword were flashing continuously, making it difficult to distinguish. If the enemy were to fight like this, they might not be able to grasp the corner of Xie Yuan's clothes before his throat was sealed with a sword.
The sword light flashed suddenly, then stopped, revealing Xie Yuan's tall figure standing with his sword put away.
"It is indeed the top swordsmanship of Yunshan Sword Sect. This power is better than all the skills I have learned!"
Xie Yuan looked excited, even though he had just started, he could only The first move was used, but its power should not be underestimated.
In terms of the power and difficulty of the exercises, he ranks first among all the exercises he knows.
It's unpredictable, yet so sharp, no wonder it's so hard to get started.
The Nine Movements of Yunlong are more powerful and more difficult.
Of course, for Xie Yuan, there is no need to consider the difficulty. His talent lies here, and the harder it is, the better.
“I have perfected the Yunshan Sword Style, and I have learned the Nine Styles of Yunlong. The Black Sky Book is so fragrant. Well, speaking of it, it should be the perfection of the Yunshan Sword Style, plus the understanding of the sword intention in the sword wind. , can you directly understand such a powerful sword technique and get started directly."
Xie Yuan nodded, feeling refreshed. Such a harvest makes people excited.
But beyond that, he felt more than enough. Shen had been looking at the world of Sword Intent for so long. He still had some understanding in his heart, but he couldn't think it through for the moment.
【Black Sky Book: (1/500)】
“I will know next time...it gets harder every time, and the next time may take a long time.”
Thank you Yuan nodded, sheathed his long sword, jumped out of the cave, and quickly escaped along the familiar path along the cliff. Climbing on this cliff every day was very helpful to his understanding of Yunlong Step, and he made rapid progress.
All the way back to the handyman compound, the moon has risen, just when most of the handymen have finished their work.
Xie Yuan greeted many familiar handymen in the courtyard. Seeing that no one was doing anything strange, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief:
"It doesn't seem to have been too long, it should be the same day."
Tian Zhuang is not far away. When he sees him coming, he calls him casually. He shouted:
"Junior Brother Zhang, did you go to Banshan Guest House this morning?"
"Hmm, the day of the sword competition is approaching, I will go over there to sort things out first. Yes. How many more days are there?”
When Xie Yuan asked, he heard Tian Zhuang counting on his fingers and said:
"There are still seven days until they go up the mountain. Hey, there have been so many things lately..."
After hearing this, Xie Yuan was convinced that it was indeed just a day's work to understand, so it's okay, okay. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain after missing for too long.
Seeing that no one else was paying attention, Xie Yuan silently blended into the chores, preparing to wash up and rest.
I have realized this for so long today, have a good sleep, be energetic, and balance work and rest.
It's just that the handyman compound is a bit smelly... They are all handyman disciples who have worked hard all day. The smell is really not good.
After all, he is a handyman. The Yunshan Sword Sect is established high in the mountains. The conditions for living in the mountains are not very good, especially for the handymen. Only those who have lived there will know how uncomfortable Datongpu is.
However, Xie Yuan has been practicing for a long time and is determined, so it is not unbearable.
Anyway, I should be able to move upstream soon...
While he was letting his thoughts wander, Tian Zhuang, who was brushing his teeth next to him, suddenly said:
"By the way, I met Senior Brother Qin this morning and he asked you why you didn't come."
"Senior Brother Qin? Qin Zhenyang?"
Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment and confirmed.
"Yes, that's Senior Brother. I saw that he seemed to have something to do with you, so I told him that you were probably going to work at the Banshan Guest House. He didn't say anything and left. Later he went there Is Bian looking for you? Have you seen him? "
Tian Zhuang asked.
Xie Yuan paused and his face stiffened.
How do I know if he has gone? Should I have seen him or not?
Just when I didn't know how to answer, there was a commotion at the door of the compound, and then the voice of greetings kept ringing:
"Senior Brother Qin!"
"Hello, Senior Brother! ”
Qin Zhenyang's steady and peaceful voice sounded at the door:
"No need to be polite.
"Junior brother Zhang Shan, come here. ”
(End of this chapter)