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Lu Zhengkang planned to learn "Sword Art of Living Love" from a master, and then in the Chilou Fighting Sword, he would meet the heroes of the world.As for whether he can practice until the mid-autumn festival next year, this is something that needs to be considered later.

The Chilou floating in the air, Xuanyouzi drove a colorful cloud to lead Lu Zhengkang up into the sky. The cloud towers are hundreds of thousands, and many of them are places for guests to live in. At this time, the sky above the Kunlun Mountains is like weaving. look all around.Xuan Youzi stood on his left hand, pointing at various cloud towers, a certain place was arranged for a certain big faction, and a certain place was arranged for a few fellow sects.The cloud towers are deep, and as Xuanyouzi's perspective of the cloud moves, the number of cloud towers is also different.

Chilou was hidden in Yunshen and he didn't know where, Xuanyouzi wandered around the sky with a sullen face, greeted the guests, but could not find the key angle to cut into Chilou.

"Big brother, why are you unreliable."

"Usually I rarely come." Xuanyouzi coughed. "It should be nearby..."

Lu Zhengkang put his hands on his chest, his face was speechless, and suddenly he felt a divine thought coming from the upper side, like a wind trace slapped on the fluff of a dandelion. The divine thought touched the air veins spreading on his body.

The monks do not probe each other with divine thoughts, which is a kind of respect for each other's privacy.

And when it’s really necessary to use divine consciousness, it’s usually more serious.

Lu Zhengkang looked seriously in the direction from which his divine thoughts came.

Far away in the sky, on the clear cloud head, Kun Dao with the sword box on his back stood.The wind and gaze drifted over her long sleeves and swaying robe tail. Behind her was the twilight horizon. The sunset glow was flowing, with distinct traces, like uniform color blocks on painted pottery, pink like a peach blossom.

Lu Zhengkang smiled unconsciously, and then wanted to say something. He couldn't say anything so far away, so he pursed his lips and beckoned to her.As for her, she also made a move towards Lu Zhengkang.Although separated by a hundred feet, it seems to be in person.

Xuanyouzi was curious, "Do you know?"

"It's a acquaintance." Lu Zhengkang smiled.

Chapter VIII Sword Immortal Dao

Lu Zhengkang just said hello to Qing Ningzi, and never went in to talk in detail.Seeing her drift away.

However, Xuanyouzi drew back and forth, and finally found Chilou.

The Chilou is indeed red, dark red, similar to black.The architectural structure of this building is different from its heavy tones, revealing a simple taste.

An archway is located in the south, and then there is an upward staircase.The main body of the Chilou is on a white jade platform.

A simple building built with wooden pillars has many hollows, not even a single tile.More like a pavilion.Viewed from the side, the wall of the Chilou is composed of countless spaced gate posts, which are like this on all sides. The middle gate, the two long posts are the furthest apart and the widest, enough to allow ten carriages to pass in parallel.The pillars on both sides are getting closer and closer, and in the end, the door closest to the corner can only let people enter sideways.

Walking inside, it is completely opposite to the white jade platform outside. The floor here is covered with black fine stone slabs, one square meter square, neat and tidy, and each stone slab is inscribed with thin lotus moire.

Looking up, you can see the sky dome from the horizontal and vertical beams.Night is falling.

Inside the Chilou, tall wrestlers walked slowly. These wrestlers were not real people, but some magical spirits derived from the formations arranged in the Chilou. The material that composes them is aura, and the form is given by the talisman and the formation.Looking at people tall and big, they are actually faint, like a cloud of mist, which can pass directly through their bodies.

The master was standing in the red building, alone, and the obliquely long thin beam of light from the dome leaning down covered his upper body, dressed in white, his back was so handsome that the young people were envious.

"Master!" Xuanyouzi ran over Pidiandian, "Master! Third Junior Brother wants to worship you as a teacher!"

Master Master turned around and squinted his eyes with a smile, "Of course it's good."

Lu Zhengkang had originally planned to take a good look at Chilou. He noticed from a distance that there were rows of stone steles on the north wall, which seemed to be carved with random lines.Now Master Bo Zheng happily waved at him, Lu Zhengkang trot forward, Master Master took his arm and looked up and down very kindly, "Little Lu, you are willing to inherit Master Master's mantle, that would be great!"

"Uncle is such a suave and romantic person, which junior would not like it?"

Master Master was even more happy, "You can discover this, it shows that you have the roots of wisdom, and none of your uncles admit that I am the most handsome of the 24 disciples of Kunlun Palace."

Xuanyouzi stood behind the master uncle, secretly pouting his lips.

Xue Hongzi said softly, "Xiao Yunteng, I can see it. Do you think Uncle is joking?"

Xuanyouzi hurriedly wanted to explain. Before he could speak, the master laughed again, "Haha, it was originally a joke. Although this is the case, how can someone like us say it personally."

Lu Zhengkang noticed that the uncle Master seemed to be in a good mood, so he hurriedly agreed with a smile, "Uncle Master deserves to be the most stylish monk in Kunlun Palace, even what you said is so thought-provoking!"

Xuan Youzi couldn't help but curl his lips again.

Lu Zhengkang said bluntly: "Big brother seems to have an opinion?"

"No, no, I just want to say-the third junior brother is right!"

Xue Hongzi laughed again and patted Lu Zhengkang's arm with a very affectionate expression, "Little disciple, you must understand that the Qiqing Sword is a sentimental sword and a benevolent sword. You must first learn to love yourself. Only in order to exert the power of the Sword of Love. Uncle uncle is just teasing with you. In fact, several of your uncles and uncles admit that I am the most suave."

Lu Zhengkang nodded earnestly, "I hope I can be as suave as my uncle in the future!"

"Don't call it uncle, teacher."

Xue Hongzi took Lu Zhengkang to the north. The interior of the Chilou was so wide that it didn’t open the formation, and the inside was like a square. After walking like this, after a stick of incense, Lu Zhengkang and the others came to the north. In front of the wall, there are many stone steles, each of which is gray, without spots, and the stone is clear.The surface of the stele is generally scratched.

"These are all left by the outstanding people of Chilou Doujian. It is the wish of many sword repairers to leave sword marks on the Chilou of Kunlun Palace." Xuan Youzi acted as a guide who didn't have much sense of existence.

Lu Zhengkang looked at the simple nicks on these steles. With the inspiration from the Qi veins, he could perceive the Qi qi scattered in the scars of the sword. These steles were like modern machines, and some of the scars made people feel like the sword marks. It is hot, some is cold, some is stinging like a needle stick, and there is a kind of numbness, like air conditioning, heating, noodle cutter, etc., one by one, black boxes, sword marks are left by sword immortals, this They also hide their sword theory inside. If you are a monk with a high level of morality, you may be able to spy on the opponent's swordsmanship. If you are a monk with a good understanding, you can learn by analogy, be inspired by the sword marks, and realize your own swordsmanship.

The stone stele is not only a glory, but also a carrier of sword theory. In this sense, Chilou is the same as the large library in Sendai.

Xue Hongzi said, “Not every Fa conference can add a stone tablet. Sometimes a Fa conference may also produce two or three more. People like sword immortals are very strange. Sometimes people don’t have one in several generations. When they come out, there are often many, a group of sword celestials, all over the world, their swords are nothing but slashing, and the cultivators in the world will be eclipsed by the sword celestial edge."

When the master said this, there seemed to be some indifferent smiles.

"Teacher, you are also a sword fairy, have you eclipsed the monks in the world?"

Xue Hongzi nodded, "Of course." He was serious this time, not joking.

Xuan Youzi also seemed to be taken aback. He didn't know the past of these elders, and no one had ever told him about these histories.

The uncle master took out a piece of silk from his arms and handed it to Lu Zhengkang, "Here is the mentality of "Sword Art of Sleeping Love", but these are just methods for refining Qi, the soul of the sword fairy, you have to keep it in mind." Pointing to the stone tablets, "With the foundation of refining Qi and being able to control flying swords, the world will be completely different. You must understand the difference between swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and kendo. Swordsmanship is the root, the swordsmanship is the body, and the swordsmanship is the function. The incompetent sword immortal only knows how to manipulate swords, the third-rate sword immortal knows how to use swordsmanship, the second-rate sword immortal competes with swordsmanship, and the first-rate sword immortal is superior to Dao."

Xuanyouzi said in confusion: "Master, you said so much, but what is the sword power?"

"Swordsmanship is the end of the Tao, swordsmanship is the elucidation of the Tao, and sword power is the movement of the Tao. The end of the swordsmanship and swordsmanship is a trend. It is the sword fairy who sees the shape of the Tao, like catching insects through a layer of gauze. , Can use the principles of heaven and earth to add a bargaining chip to win, but only when you untie this layer of gauze can you enter the room."

Xuanyouzi said joyfully: "I understand this way. Ordinary qi practitioners, like me, use qi methods to confront the enemy. At first, they just follow the gourd and draw a gourd. You can use spells to the depths. Being able to comprehend by analogy, creating new spells, and even invoking the aura of the heavens and the earth, this is the aura, and finally being able to transform the Tao with the law is to enter the Tao."

Xue Hongzi was not only unhappy, but also criticized him, "You have followed the bad boy Chen Chenzi. It has been so many years before you understand such a simple truth. You shouldn't! As a big brother, you should set an example. I am like At your age, you have long been a first-grade pill."

Xuanyouzi was not convinced, "The Dao does not matter whether it is young or old, it does not matter if it is late. People can always make progress, and there is no need to make a big push. Master, you are so powerful, you have stayed in the soul stage for more than four hundred years. Well!"

Xue Hongzi was anxious, waving his sleeves and blasting Xuanyouzi out like a chicken.

Senior brother shouted outside the Chilou: "I have to send the younger brother back to Sendai!"

"What to go back! He will stay in Chilou tonight, and I will personally supervise him entering the practice gate!"

Lu Zhengkang was speechless, and it hurt the pond fish. This red building was so light that it was really not suitable for being a closed quiet room.

Chapter VIII The First Step of Practice

Master uncle murmured a few words, and soon calmed down, turned his head and nodded seriously to Lu Zhengkang, "Little disciple, first study the "Sword Art of Qiqing", and ask me if I don't understand it, I think it's almost done. , Then you can try to attract aura according to the heart of the sword tactic."

"Teacher, is this Chilou really suitable for retreat?"