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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 442: Teaching the Sword

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    Chapter 442 Teaching the Sword

    The top of Tianshan Piaomiao Peak

    On top of a huge rock, in a small pavilion, Tianshan Child Elder and Lan Yumei sat facing each other.

    "Master" Lan Yumei called out cautiously when she saw the Tianshan Child Elder was angry and gnashing her teeth as if she wanted to kill someone.

    Tianshan Child Elder opened her eyes and glanced at her.

    Lan Yumei felt her body tense up, like a mouse meeting a cat, and her whole body could no longer move. She looked calm and didn't make a fuss. She was used to this kind of situation.

    "Master, let's go down." She opened her mouth, swallowed her original words, and came out with this sentence.

    The child in Tianshan frowned and looked down at the cliff. The vast mountains were looming in the mist. They seemed to be moving, walking through the mist. There were faint patches of white, which were the snow that had not melted on the top of the mountain for many years.

    Tianshan Piaomiao Peak is one of these mountains. Standing on the highest rock on the top of the mountain and looking down, you can see all the small mountains.

    After a while, the Tianshan Child Elder suddenly turned around, her eyes burning: "Yumei, tell me, should I stop the Life and Death Talisman?"

    "Ah?" Lan Yumei was startled, then shook her head: "Master, this disciple has never thought about it."

    The Tianshan Child Elder waved her hands impatiently: "Then think about it now! Should you listen to Guanlan or ignore him?"

    "Yes, Master." Lan Yumei nodded gently, her expression calm.

    She smiled bitterly in her heart, her master had always been as hard as a stone, extremely stubborn, and would not listen to anyone's words. Once he made up his mind, no one dared to speak, lest he would be reprimanded.

    "I didn't expect that this Mr. Xiao's words could actually make her hesitate, which was really unusual.

    She frowned and lowered her head, the light in her eyes blurring and changing. After a while, she slowly raised her head, swallowed her saliva, and said softly: "Master, disciple"

    "Say what you want to say!" Tianshan Child Elder sat upright, staring at her fair and jade-like face with burning eyes, and saw the hesitation in her heart.

    Looking at her expression, Tianshan Child Elder could predict what she wanted to say.

    Lan Yumei looked at her face and said softly: "Disciple feels that Mr. Xiao's words still make some sense"

    "Humph!" Tianshan Child Elder slapped her palm on the stone table, furious.

    She sunk her palm into the stone table, then raised her hand, and saw a palm print, as clear as if it were branded on it, three inches deep, and neatly arranged around it.

    Lan Yumei's face changed slightly, and she lowered her head, secretly annoyed at her own naivety. It's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change one's temperament. Could it be that she thought her master would really change?  !

    "You are quite courageous!" Tianshan Child Elder snorted angrily, her eyes bursting with cold light, piercing Lan Yumei's eyes.

    Lan Yumei lowered her eyes to block the cold light, and whispered: "Disciple dare not deceive Master!"

    The Tianshan child's grandmother paused and stared at her with a tense face. After a while, she snorted: "You - ah - you are so kind to a woman!"

    Under the gaze of Tianshan Child Elder, Lan Yumei felt as if she was in the shadow of a sword. Her whole body stiffened, and her heartstrings became tighter and tighter. When she almost couldn't bear it, she heard Tianshan Child Elder speak and she breathed a sigh of relief. She heard that the master's tone was gentler.  , the anger is almost gone.

    She mustered up the courage to raise her head, looked at the Tianshan Child Elder, and said softly: "Master, our Lingjiu Palace is strong and powerful. We are not afraid of others anymore, so we don't have to use the life and death talisman.  It's better to subdue others and make them willing to do so, right?"  "

    The Tianshan Child Elder stared at her for a while, then waved her hand: "Go down!"

    "Yes, Master." Lan Yumei breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Master's anger had dissipated, but she was wondering whether Master was still angry or not.

    Deep in my heart, what I am most curious about is Mr. Xiao, who suddenly arrived and drifted away without a trace. He was really a fairy-like figure.

    Wuliang Villa

    In the small martial arts training ground in the southeast of Wuliang Villa, Xiao Yuesheng stood in a green shirt. Next to him, Fang Xueqing wore a yellow shirt. She was as cold as ice, but radiant.

    There was a circle of people around them, surrounding the two of them, making it airtight.

    Dong Changzu stood opposite Xiao Yuesheng, with a respectful look on his face, cupping his fists and saying: "Master, there are fifty-five of us, all of us will stay, and no one will leave."

    Xiao Yuesheng's expression was calm, his gentle eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and he nodded gently: "Well, since everyone is like this, let's do this for now. If anyone wants to quit in the future, I can just tell you and leave."

    "Yes, Master!" Dong Changzu nodded doubtfully.

    He has never understood that this approach is too open-minded. Once you have entered the door, you can leave at any time. No sect or sect has this rule.

    "From today on, everyone is the registered brother of the Wuliang Sword Sect.Son.  "Xiao Yuesheng said warmly and smiled: "I am the leader, and the rules of the sect must be explained clearly to everyone.  "

    Everyone clasped their fists in a loud voice: "Yes, the leader!"

    They all had smiles on their faces, and their excitement was palpable.

    Being able to join the Wuliang Sword Sect, they thought it was a luxury wish, but they didn't expect it to come true. Now, although they are not official disciples of Wuliang Sword, they have taken a big step forward.

    "Obviously, as long as you perform well, you will definitely become an official disciple of Wuliang Sword, pass on unparalleled martial arts, and become a top master.

    Thinking of the bright future, they were so excited that they wanted to sing loudly.

    Xiao Yuesheng said a few words, which are the sect rules of Wuliang Sword. They are similar to other sects, but simpler, more casual, and less restricted.

    After saying the sect rules, he added: "Speaking of martial arts, your martial arts are not low. You are considered a master in the martial arts world, and you are enough to protect yourself."

    "Master, we are far behind our fellow disciples!" Dong Changzu said, clasping his fists hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "That's true. My disciples of Wuliang Sword have always bullied others and cannot be bullied by others!"

    "Master, I wonder if we can understand Wuliang Sword's inner method?" Dong Changzu asked respectfully.

    "Well, you are disciples of Wuliang Sword, so you can naturally learn it." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

    "Thank you, Master!" Everyone was overjoyed and shouted loudly, their morale rising.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "However, you are different from others."

    Everyone was surprised, their hearts sinking slightly, and they all looked over.

    Xiao Yuesheng didn't take it seriously and said warmly: "The first step you have to do is to learn the basic mental skills of Wuliang Sword and practice your original martial arts to a higher level."

    "Master, this disciple doesn't understand" Dong Changzu looked at him hesitantly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "You demonstrate your swordsmanship first, and I'll take a look before talking."

    "Yes, the leader!" Although Dong Changzu was puzzled, he still agreed and took two steps back.

    The crowd retreated and made way for a one-foot-square space. Dong Changzu stood in the middle, unsheathed his sword and started using his sword technique. However, they saw a bright sword light, a silvery glow, covering up the figure.

    The breeze was blowing, passing by the peach forest not far ahead and blowing on everyone.

    The sun was shining brightly, shining on the sword, and the silver light from the sky burst out all around, piercing everyone's eyes. They had to squint slightly to see.

    Looking at the silver light filling the sky, they nodded one after another. Dong Changzu was able to convince everyone and was elected as the leader precisely because he was the best in martial arts among them.

    After a while, the sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared, revealing his figure, the sword already sheathed.

    "Master!" Dong Changzu clasped his fists with a respectful expression, not showing any joy.

    Having seen the swordsmanship of Wuliang Sword¡¯s disciples, he really couldn¡¯t be proud, he could only feel ashamed and smiled bitterly to himself. This was a true act of humiliation.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, thoughtfully.

    Everyone stared at him, the surroundings were quiet, and the sound of the breeze blowing through the peach leaves could be clearly heard.

    "Xueqing, sword." Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his right hand.

    "Chuang", cold light burst out, and everyone felt a chill around them, as if a cold air was blowing, and the pores closed involuntarily.

    A long sword with clear light appeared in Fang Xueqing's hand. She took a step forward and handed it to Xiao Yuesheng's hand. Then she stepped back, her expression as cold as ice, and she refused to let anyone stand thousands of miles away.

    "What a sword!" Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

    "Watch carefully." Xiao Yuesheng said in a warm voice. He used the sword technique and waved the long sword slowly, as if a silver dragon was circling and flying around him, up, down, left, and right.

    His sword movement was not fast, but moved slowly, calmly and unhurriedly, like dancing, without any sharpness, and as warm as the spring breeze blowing on the face, but everyone was concentrated and their faces were serious.

    After a while, the silver dragon disappeared suddenly, as if diving into the abyss. Xiao Yuesheng put away his sword and smiled gently: "Can you see clearly?"

    Dong Changzu slowly came back to his senses, grunted, swallowed loudly, his voice was astringent, and his expression was stiff: "Thisis this my Tenglong Sword Technique?"

    "Tenglong Sword Technique? It is as powerful as its name suggests." Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly.

    Dong Changzu frowned, thinking hard, seeming to have a difficult question: "It seems something is not right"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "What I just performed was not the original Tenglong Sword Technique. It was slightly adapted to fully exploit its power. You can give it a try."

    Dong Changzu scratched his head, hesitantly pulled out his sword, and began to draw slowly, but his movements were not awkward.Feeling unwell.

    Halfway through the execution of a sword technique, Dong Changzu suddenly stopped. Dong Changzu frowned, thought for a while, then swung the sword, then stopped again, thought for a while before continuing.

    "Xiao Yuesheng said warmly: "Master Dong"

    "Sir, please call me Changzu!" Dong Changzu said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Well, Changzu, you can use this Tenglong Sword Technique so quickly that it's dizzying, which actually damages the power of this sword technique."

    Everyone looked at him with wide eyes and puzzled faces.

    Being fast, accurate and ruthless is the samadhi of swordsmanship. If you are not fast and slow, wouldn¡¯t you be seeking your own death?  !
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