Chapter 161 Dajun
"A morning without a cat..."
Dazhen lay on the wall quite bored, watching the mist passing by like floating catkins outside.
This area is separated from the tourist area by a deep cliff.
The deep cliff, always covered by floating clouds, seems to separate the outside world from this place.
Even the occasional trivial sounds were turned into tiny particles under the leisurely sword edge.
Sometimes, Dazhen misses her childhood life by the sea.
She looked at the sea, and the sea responded with silence.
The occasional noise is a majestic and turbulent wave.
In the face of such vastness and tranquility, the little girl's worries seem so delicate and fragile.
But when night falls and the silent darkness floods the fear in people's hearts under the boundless ocean, she always returns home.
The sweet and fishy fish soup and her mother's worried anger prevented her from getting lost in the eternal tranquility.
Later, she was accepted into the mountain sect by her master.
Perhaps there are always some things in this world that require fate.
When she met her master who was in the mood to travel to the "Eastern Sea" on the beach, she was attracted by his sword, while the master was attracted by the purity in her eyes...
Of course, for a long time, Dajun did not tell her master that it was actually the South China Sea...
Now, Dazhen has mastered the sword skills taught by her master to perfection.
But Dazhen began to feel bored...
Because she could dance her sword into a beautiful shape like a flower, but she couldn't turn it into a slender light like her master.
Yes, that thin, frail light...
That was the sword light, the destructive light that brought blood and death in an instant.
But the master always says it will be soon, so it will be soon...
But Dazhen felt that she couldn't go any faster...
So she began to become lazy and started to miss the sea and those people.
But the master saw it and didn't blame her too much, just let her do as usual...
"Senior sister, are you squatting again?"
A crisp sound came from behind, causing Daheng to lose balance and almost fall down.
After she stood firm, she jumped down from the wall, then tapped the little girl on the forehead and said:
"Why don't you go practice swordplay? Have you mastered the thirty-six sword techniques that Master taught you yesterday? Master will test you tonight!"
The elder sister Dazhen, who was caught slacking off, said that she was not justified but also confident, and launched a critical attack on the younger sister.
"Hmph, I've almost finished my practice. There will be no problem in the evening!"
The younger sister pouted and said as she looked at the slacking off senior sister.
"I'm going to ignore you. I'm going to go see if that stupid boy is coming over."
Looking at her junior sister walking away, Dazhen shook her head.
She could already imagine the scene at night because she had gone through the same thing in the past.
Almost = a billion points, this is what her master taught her with the hilt of the sword...
…
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It's that Taoist woman again...
Yi Chun landed lightly from the cliff and looked at Dazhen on the wall not far away and thought strangely.
During these days, he could always see her lying against the wall.
However, Yi Chun did understand the other party's thoughts to some extent.
Maybe it’s like when I was in school, lying in the corridor and watching the “free people” passing by outside the school.
People outside the wall miss their study life inside the wall, while people inside the wall long for the free life of people outside the wall.
However, Yi Chun usually doesn't pay much attention to the other party.
It's just that during this period of time, Yi Chun has been studying the refining of sword pills.
He discovered that this thing actually required a certain foundation in swordsmanship.
It is not the way of using weapons and wrists, but something that is difficult to describe.
It may be a special mental state or a wonderful thought.
When a certain harmonious exchange is completed between the cold sword edge and the spiritual will, the edge of the sword is born...
This was written in "The Initial Explanation of Sword Pills". Yi Chun felt that this was making things difficult for him, the orange cat.
If he could reach that level, why would he still need to practice sword elixir?
But if you think about it carefully, it is one of the highest achievements for a swordsman.
The foundation required for Jiandan seems to be just the foundation.
From the perspective of weapons, the sword is not a very qualified weapon.
Its structure makes it not very suitable for combat.
At least compared to the more stable knife, or the supreme choice in cold weapon warfare - the spear, the sword actually has no advantage.
But there may be some good points:
The dangerous structure of the double-edged sword means that it requires more delicate skills and great courage to control.
The characteristic of being unable to obtain the optimal solution in the material aspect presents the ultimate subversion and purity in the field of thought.
Therefore, kendo and spiritual will are always intertwined.
Yi Chun suddenly discovered that this female Taoist seemed to have a hint of swordsmanship...
However, they were too rare, and she probably hadn’t been able to condense her own sword skills.
In a sense, she is quite suitable for practicing sword pills.
Then again, there are so many people who can practice flying swords on this mountain, including myself, there are three of them in total, why hasn't the old Taoist dealt with them yet?
Instead, the Sword Heart Grass is still growing there?
wrong……
Yi Chun stopped and suddenly realized something.
Three?
Yi Chun used his consciousness to sense the Sword Heart Grass in his backpack, and then made an estimate in his mind.
According to the records in "The Beginning of Sword Pills", it seems that only three sword pills can be refined...
???
Yi Chun's tail wagged faster and faster. He always felt as if the old Taoist priest had planned everything.
This gave him a vague sense of familiarity...
Gods, or is it the power of fate?
Yi Chun narrowed his eyes slightly. He suddenly felt that this kind of power was quite annoying.
For a being who truly yearns for freedom, the force of destiny that spreads across the world like a spider web seems to be one of the biggest obstacles.
Inexplicably, Yi Chun thought of a sentence that the young Taoist priest Yu Xing had seen when he occasionally read novels on his mobile phone:
"Beyond the Three Realms, and not within the Five Elements."
Perhaps, only by reaching that state of life can one achieve true freedom...
Thinking of this, Yi Chun seemed to have some new ideas.
He turned and walked towards the wall where Dazhen was.
Then, under Daheng's bewildered gaze, he jumped up and leaped in front of her like a flash of orange lightning.
"Meow……"
Looking at the orange cat in front of her that called out to her, Daheng was obviously a little embarrassed.
She knew that this was not an ordinary cat, and according to seniority she had to call her senior brother.
But then again, how do you communicate with a cat?
This, the master didn't seem to teach her...
So, thinking about the scenes of her previous interactions with cats, Daheng suddenly had an idea and tried to shout to the orange cat in front of her:
"Meow?"
Yi Chun: ...
Is this the third person chosen by the Taoist priest?
Soon, Dajun felt the racial gaze from the orange cat...
