Chapter 1091 Daoist Sword Skills

Winter passed and spring came. The Jie River thawed and rushed south again. However, there was no sign of melting in Duanliu City, less than a mile away. Instead, the ice became thicker.

On the day when the river was flowing, Mu Lie spent his 19th birthday alone. His gift was to cut three more wooden stakes than usual. He insisted on practicing swordsmanship and never took a day off. The sword he brought at the beginning was no longer usable. Fortunately, there was no shortage of weapons near Duanliu City. The Holy Talisman Army was gone, but the supplies were left behind. He could use all kinds of talismans and swords.

At dusk, he walked to the bridge - even the bridge was built by the Holy Talisman Army. Due to the lack of talisman maintenance, it was already a little shaky - looking at the other side, there was a hint of green in the wilderness. The bridge was like two seasons and two worlds, which made him deeply appreciate the power of magic.

Not far from the bridge, there are more powerful spells showing their power. The ancestral tower stands by the river. Whenever the sun sets and the angle of the sun is right, a large number of flowing talisman patterns will appear on the tower. Occasionally, a beam of light or a puff of smoke will rise into the sky, often accompanied by a few loud noises. Sometimes there are black birds hovering on the top of the tower, like dark clouds covering the sun, and the whole Duanliu City seems to be darkened because of this.

Mu Lie is used to such scenes, but still finds it thrilling.

A greeting came from a distance, and Mu Lie turned his head to look. It turned out to be Yin Buchen and his ground monkeys, stacked in a long strip, floating from upstream on a piece of ice that has not yet melted.

"Spring is back, the setting sun is slanting, silly boy, are you guarding the lonely bridge feeling sad about spring?" Yin Buchen jumped onto the shore, and none of the ground monkeys on his body fell off.

Mu Lie laughed a few times. He was very happy to see this monster. Duanliu City was too quiet. Apart from the sound of running water and wind, almost no one spoke. The west and east of the city never interacted with each other. Even Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin, who lived in the ancestral tower, rarely made any noise.

Only Yin Buchen liked to chat. He did not live in Duanliu City. He often took the monkeys away for four or five days. After returning, he vividly described what he saw and heard outside. From what he said, it seemed that he was thousands of miles away.

"Where did you come back from?" Mu Lie asked loudly.

"I went to the South China Sea and picked a few sea pearls."

Mu Lie smiled but did not say anything. He had never been to the sea, but he knew that it was very far from Duanliu City. Yin Buchen might be bragging, or he might really have such a magic. He had no way to judge.

"Don't you believe it? Hey, ordinary people, I can't explain it to you clearly." Yin Buchen counted with his fingers for a while, "Today is March, right?"

"March 4th." Mu Lie counted the days every day.

"It's your birthday, right?"

Mu Lie's eyes widened, "How do you know?"

"That's called knowing everything - in fact, you were talking in your sleep, and the ground monkeys heard it."

Mu Lie was skeptical, "Will they enter the city at night? I've never heard their voices."

"What can you hear? The night the Spirit King arrived, Duanliu City almost collapsed, you were sleeping soundly, did you hear any sound?"

Mu Lie shook his head embarrassedly, he really didn't notice it at the time, and when he woke up the next day, he was surprised to see two large gaps in the city wall.

"Well, I'll give you a gift."

Mu Lie's face suddenly turned red, and he waved his hands, "No, no, it's just a birthday, and... and..."

"And you are a human, I am a demon, you don't want my things."

Mu Lie's face turned redder, and he said seriously: "I may have demon blood myself, how could I look down on you? It's true... no one has ever given me a birthday present."

"Where are your parents?"

Mu Lie scratched his head, "They will cook me a delicious meal, but no gifts."

"I can cook a few dishes, all of which are Laojun's favorites, which are definitely not to your taste... Do you like gold, silver and jewelry?"

Mu Lie shook his head, "Really not."

"These days, gold, silver and jewelry are not as good as swords and spears. Do you want to learn magic?"

Mu Lie was stunned. He could see the miracles of magic every day in Duanliu City, and it was impossible for him not to be tempted. After thinking for a while, he shook his head again, "Thank you, but I heard that if you want to learn magic to a high level, you must be ruthless and give up desires, and I can't do it.

"You also know swordsmanship? "Mu Lie was a little surprised. He thought that a magician would never need a sword.

"The road is walked step by step." Yin Buchen stretched out his hand to grab the knife from Mu Lie's hand, stepped back a few steps and performed a few moves. The monkeys surrounded him and imitated and shouted to help boost momentum.

Mu Lie's eyes widened. Yin Buchen's swordsmanship was much better than his, especially since Yin Buchen did not use magic power. He could learn every move.

Mu Lie did not hesitate any more and shouted loudly: "I will learn, I will learn this!"

Yin Buchen stopped and laughed: "It turns out that it's not that you don't want a gift, but you must have a pleasing gift. Come with me. "

Yin Buthen strode towards the north of the city, and Mu Lie followed him without hesitation.

The ice and snow three miles north of the city had melted. At the foot of a small hill, Yin Buthen danced with his sword again. This time, his moves were complete. Mu Lie was eager to watch. Suddenly, a sword appeared in front of him. It turned out that several monkeys had found a lot of swords and knives. Each monkey had one, and Mu Lie also had one.

"Look carefully." Yin Buthen practiced for the second time, slowing down his movements. Every time he got to the details, he had to explain the tricks of using force and the difference between reality and illusion.

Mu Lie's comprehension of learning swords was very good, and Yin Buthen hardly needed to repeat it a second time.

After four or five times, Mu Lie had almost learned it. Yin Buchen sat on a rock at the foot of the mountain and threw away the knife. "Master, lead me in. Cultivation is personal. I have finished teaching. The rest is up to you." "Practice diligently and use it frequently. In the end, when Zuo Liuying kills you, you may still have time to blink."

Mu Lie didn't care about the sarcasm, he just felt that the sword technique was exquisite and suited his own liking. He threw down the sword and knelt down to Yin Buchen, "Teach me the sword technique, and I will worship you as my teacher."

Yin Buchen somersaulted behind Mu Lie, "I won't accept you as my apprentice. If you really want to challenge Zuo Liuying, won't I be implicated?"

Mu Lie stood up and said, "Not just in case, I will definitely challenge Zuo Liuying. I understand what you mean, I will not worship you as my teacher, but I will remember your kindness."

"I can't remember how long." Yin Buchen walked towards Duanliu City, suddenly turned around and looked at the top of the mountain, "Who is he? He is sneaky, he seems to be a Taoist priest."

A Taoist priest really flew down from the top of the mountain. He had white beard and hair and a majestic appearance. After landing, he circled around Mu Lie, and then looked at Yin Buchen coldly, "You are a half-demon Yin Buchen."

"You are Pangshan Taoist Shen Jixian."

The monkeys gathered around.

"Pangshan? I've heard of Pangshan." Mu Lie said.

"Pangshan is gone." Shen Jixian said sternly, still staring at Yin Buchen, but he said to Mu Lie: "You are not allowed to learn this sword technique."

"Why?" Mu Lie asked in surprise, his intimacy with Pang Shan completely gone.

Shen Jixian ignored Mu Lie and said to Yin Buchen: "This is the Taoist Five Elements Sword Technique. It is not taught to non-Taoist disciples. Who taught it to you? Mu Xingqiu? Yang Qingyin? Or Qin Lingshuang?"

Yin Buchen laughed loudly, "Pangshan has been destroyed a long time ago, the Taoist tradition has been torn apart, and death is not far away. You actually still care about a sword technique? This sword technique can only be learned by disciples who have not condensed the pill, right?"

"The Taoist tradition is still there, and the Taoist rules are still there." Shen Jixian looked at the Patriarch Tower in the east of the city.

"Okay, you go and enforce the Taoist rules. Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin are both in the tower. Oh, by the way, you can't beat them."

"Rules are rules. If I can't enforce them, someone else will of course enforce them."

"Shi Hanyuan? It's too weak. Could it be that your Hongshan Taoist group has defected to Kun Chaos?"

Mu Lie felt embarrassed and interrupted: "I don't practice sword skills just..."

"You have to practice, and you have to practice now." Yin Buchen has been having a bad temper recently, "The Taoism can't even protect the lives of mortals, so what qualifications do you have to point fingers? Kun Chao is the founder of the Taoism, right? He destroyed the world, and he is the most guilty of all. For a Taoist priest, it’s okay if you don’t apologize, but you still want to follow the rules, which is really ridiculous.”

"We will correct the mistakes made by the Taoists ourselves." Shen Jixian looked at the large bright mirror in the east of the city and murmured: "There is a Taoist priest here."

"Haha, aren't you yourself a Taoist?" Yin Buchen glared at Mu Lie, "Why don't you practice swordsmanship? Are you starting to be lazy now?"

Mu Lie immediately wielded his sword, but his heart was not at ease, and his eyes always looked at the white-haired Taoist priest.

"I am just a Taoist disciple now, not a real Taoist priest." Shen Jixian looked around, "You two are not worthy of my action, but the Taoist rules will eventually be restored together with the world - I advise you to be careful. good."

"If the Taoist order recovers, will they let us monsters go? No, you still have to slay demons, so what should I be careful about?" Yin Buchen spread his hands, expressing his fearlessness.

Shen Jixian had some impression of Yin Buchen, and couldn't help but wonder, when did this little demon next to Mu Xingqiu and Yi Shijun become fearless? He relied on his identity and did not want to argue. He snorted and said to himself: "Is it Qin Lingshuang? But she is just a soul, not even her body... How is this possible?"

"Hey, old Taoist, what are you mumbling about? Although Taoist Qin only has a true and illusory body, her cultivation is much deeper than yours. If anyone in the world can be called a true Taoist, I will only choose her." Yin Bu Shen still remembers what Yang Qingyin said and spoke highly of Qin Lingshuang.

"A true Taoist priest..." Shen Jixian thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Does she have the heart of a Taoist priest?"

"There's no need to ask." As a witness of that fight, Yin Buchen could say this with confidence, "The emotional calamity has been over, and there is no obsession at all. Taoist Qin has the heart of the only Taoist priest in the world. "

Shen Jixian didn't believe in the demon clan, but he had to believe in his own eyes. The magic light emitted by the large bright mirror was the clearest evidence.

"Does the thirty-ninth generation patriarch really belong to her?" Shen Jixian was confused and excited.