Chapter 851

Now that Feijian has been settled, Lu Zhengkang is not in a hurry. First, he takes xuanyouzi to collect food materials. This is the most important thing. He himself wanted to create a valley, but xuanyouzi and taoranzi had to eat.

Two people in the vast Kunlun Mountains chase wild, looking for vegetables, along the way can chat.

The Dragon Cave is in the south of the main peak. Although its name is similar, it is not the Dragon Cave, but the place where the real dragon was raised by the ancestor.

Most of the real dragons in this world have long disappeared with the end of ancient times, but now only one remains of the Dragon platform at the northern end of the Xihai sea. However, the legend of the dragon has been circulating, and from time to time some people claim to have seen the amazing side of the real dragon.

As a natural alien, dragons are very powerful creatures. Even Jiaolong is not something that ordinary monks can provoke. Lu Zhengkang once met a Jian Xiu who killed a dragon in the state of Yang. The dragon he killed was a cub, and it was estimated that he was not even 300 years old.

After going out for half an hour, Lu Zhengkang took a down-to-earth walk in the Kunlun Mountains. When Xuan Youzi came to Kunlun palace for more than 20 years, his favorite thing was to find game. The animals he raised in the field were also captured from the mountains.

Kunlun palace disciples are absolutely respected in this area. As soon as they enter the territory of a mountain monster, the local master will meet them. Sometimes they are bears, tigers and leopards, sometimes they are flower spirits, grass gods, and even air spirits. The diversity of monsters is very rich. They can catch up with the aquatic people in the East China Sea, which is great for the terrestrial ecosystem Yes.

These monsters enthusiastically wanted to help Lu Zhengkang and his wife, but they were all declined. The fact is that the Kunlun palace disciples can not share any grain and do not take part in any labor, but when the rules of their ancestors are set, there can be no discount. The land needs to be planted and hunted by himself. Although Lu Zhengkang is wearing a Taoist robe from the Kunlun palace, he has to make his own clothes. He goes to Longtai to get treasure, but he has to refine his own flying sword.

According to the leader's words, the journey of the road is out of it.

A person's life is short. It's not easy to do a good job. A monk's life is long enough. When he arrives at the golden elixir, he mostly slows down his pace of improvement and tries to enrich himself. He has to try to learn how to refine the elixir, refine the utensils and set up the array.

When he went out for a trip, Lu Zhengkang found that he was a little distracted. The sequelae of observing the stele was that his mind would radiate some thoughts about swordsmanship from time to time, and he had to concentrate on hunting. He had to concentrate on two purposes, and even the rest of his thoughts were squeezed out - he had no energy to think about Nianqing ningzi.

Lu Zheng Kang's mind was pushing his sword and even turning his consciousness back to the outer body briefly. He studied the sword by the thirty million great heart of the Wutong circle. Every part of the printed part of the Indian people was requisitioned for thinking about sword trick, which is also a very powerful arithmetic force.

Master Bo is right. The Tao is at the end of the day. With Lu Zhengkang's thinking, every thought is as pure as a sword. His whole body of Geng Jin mana is touched by this magic power, and becomes more and more lively. The original complex Geng Jin Qi begins to become pure, and the contaminated heaven and earth Qi is gradually washed away by Lu Zhengkang's own magic power, and becomes his own spirit.

It is at this moment that the heart of the sword germinates.

At this time, Lu Zhengkang was holding a steel fork in his forehand and was ready to stab a roe deer as hard as he could, but he suddenly stopped at the same place. On one side, xuanyouzi watched the prey go away, and his younger martial brother seemed to be infected with evil.

"What's the matter with you, fawn?"

Lu Zhengkang didn't hear it, or turned a deaf ear to it. The golden light in his eyes slowly turned into cold white, and the two colors of platinum flickered alternately. His body trembled slightly. Xuanyouzi heard his blood flowing like gold and stone, his bones shaking like a bell, his internal organs swelling like wind and sword roaring, Mana flows out of the Qi, like a golden hedgehog.

secretly follow the mountain monster to make a fright of fear *, the mountains and forests everywhere burst out whine, birds, animals, insects swim, and all of a time fled.

Xuanyouzi scratched his head, "this is Do you understand? It can't be true? That's too much exaggeration, brother. We're just out hunting. You'll have to go back to cook later! "

For his complaints, Lu Zhengkang naturally did not hear, he felt the wonderful situation.

The endless change of swordsmanship, the logic of the bottom of the world, a small variable in space and time, can explain countless kinds of swordsmanship.

For mortal swordsmen, what is Tao. Tao is the law of fighting. There was a Yue girl saying to the king of Yue: "the Tao is very small and easy, and its meaning is very quiet and deep. Tao has its gateway and Yin and Yang. When the door is open and the door is closed, Yin declines and Yang prospers. The way of hand fighting is to strengthen the spirit inside and show the safety outside. See like a good woman, seize like fear of tiger. The shape of cloth is waiting for Qi, and it goes with the spirit. If the sun, partial as Teng rabbit, chasing shape by shadow, light as if, breathing back and forth, less than the law ban, vertical and horizontal counter Shun, straight back and forth. One person should be a hundred, and a hundred people should be ten thousand. "

A mortal swordsman should consider the techniques of his body, the movement of internal Qi, the psychological exploration of the enemy, the angle of attack and the time of dodging, etc., and consider the physical, psychological and timing to win the essence of victory.

However, for the sword immortals, they are still in the stage of art.Shu, FA and Dao are three levels.

The art is endless, the method is endless, and the Tao is nameless.

Lu Zhengkang is just at the stage of surgery. He used the secret method of Chi Tianfu to deduce the sword moves. In only a quarter of an hour, he learned all kinds of sword skills displayed on the fourth sword tablet. The three moves are the essence of the fourth sword tablet.

Once the swordsmanship is completed, it should be promoted to the sword technique. The gist of Qiqing sword Jue is to use the sword Qi as the medium of all kinds of Daoism, and to use the sword Qi instead of Lingqi.

And this requires the understanding of Tao.

If you can see the way, then all skills and methods are at your fingertips. But mortals, even friars, who can see the truth of Tao. The moral God says, "I don't know its name. The word is Tao." Lu Zhengkang understands that in the idealistic world, Tao is different for everyone. This world is extremely inclusive. Many of the methods in his mind are not inherited from this world. Can they still operate successfully?

Master Bo said, let him practice the skills on the sword stele, and then come back to compare, you can see the difference of personal way.

Qi Qing sword, Xue Hongzi's Qi Qing sword and Lu Zhengkang's Qi Qing sword are destined to be different.

When Lu Zhengkang broke away from the wonderful state of enlightenment, the trees and soil in the surrounding area had been wiped to dust by the sharp sword Qi. He was standing in the air, supported by the surrounding aura. As soon as he woke up, he immediately fell down and landed at the bottom of the pit, just standing at the lowest point of the hemisphere.

By the side of the pit, xuanyouzi put his head forward and held a pair of pheasants in his hand. "Good younger martial brother, you can wake up. It's half an hour. Go back to cook quickly!"

Lu Zhengkang trotted out of the pit and looked around again. Although the heaven and earth were still the same, it was like the track of the Tao everywhere. The world was very different in his eyes.