Chapter 178: Discussion (First Update, Please Vote)

Changsun Jing was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He drew out his long knife and slashed at the big tree in the yard. The force of the knife was fierce and full of fierce blood-killing aura. At first glance, it was a knife technique that he had learned through bloody battles.

He struck one blow after another, and it seemed that a battlefield with constant cries of killing was created in just a few seconds, filled with blood and heavy dust.

Taoist Hu's eyes glazed over, and he sighed, why do he keep encountering such monsters recently? Xiao Meng's strength has "risen" faster than he imagined, and he has become accustomed to being shocked, and Changsun Jing is not even old. Da, it seems that he has only been practicing martial arts for a few years. How come his true energy is pure and his sword skills have become a phenomenon of his own?

No wonder he boasts about his talent with swordsmanship...

Meng Qi nodded lightly, his sword skills were not bad. Although he lacked the guidance of a master and had no advanced practice in sword skills, it lost refinement, lacked changes, and had many flaws, but the moves were powerful and powerful when combined with the momentum.

Suddenly, Changsun Jing's sword flicked, from hard to soft, and he lifted it lightly, like the most special Confucian commander among all the armies.

Yes, he also knows how to balance strength and softness... Meng Qi secretly praised him again.

Changsun Jing finished practicing his sword skills and sheathed his sword. He seemed calm, but he couldn't help but glance at Meng Qi and said, "Please give me some advice from Master Meng."

"This sword is held back one point." Meng Qi swung the evil calamity with the sheathed sword. The same fierce bloody killing, the same ferocity and ferocity, but because of the move and strength, it was held back a little, with a thicker feeling, as if Thousands of troops and horses came in a steady stream, wave after wave, and it was difficult to resist. Changsun Jing, who was watching, almost felt like his breath was stagnant.

Meng Qi repeatedly talked and practiced, and pointed out twenty-seven points in Changsun Jing's sword technique that needed to be modified. Some of these were omissions caused by the weak foundation of the sword technique, and some were problems revealed by the broken sword technique.

Changsun Jing's eyes were bright when he saw it, and he thought about it for a long time. After a long time, he handed over his hands and said, "Thank you, Master Meng, for your advice. It turns out that my blood-killing sword technique can be so powerful!"

"You have a good talent in swordsmanship, but you have lost the foundation. Although you have no restraints, you can imagine that your swordsmanship will not be rigid and conservative, but the foundation and the omission of details are indispensable." Meng Qi gave guidance with the attitude of a senior expert. , still concise and to the point.

Changsun Jing said thoughtfully: "I once looked for entry-level sword manuals, but found that none of them are as strong as my blood-killing sword skills..."

Meng Qi inserted the long sword back into his waist and said coldly and indifferently: "Knivesmanship and swordsmanship are sometimes the same as Go. Go has fixed styles, and swordsmanship and swordsmanship have moves. Often, I can guess it with one slash of your sword. What is your next change? Be prepared in advance. People at this stage are mainly memorized and can probably handle common moves. When they get further, they can freely combine moves with many changes and guess the opponent's moves to win. purpose.”

"No matter what the moves are, they are all composed of the most basic chopping, slashing, swinging and other movements. They have been refined for thousands of times. What taboos and advantages they have are clearly visible in the introductory sword manual."

"You lacked the rules of entry and didn't know the taboos. You repeated the path of denial and refinement by your ancestors. The moves you created appear to have many omissions. In the eyes of an expert, such a sword technique is full of flaws and can be broken easily."

"No wonder my sword skills have reached a bottleneck recently and I feel like I can't improve..." Changsun Jing suddenly said.

Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and looked at the big tree with dead leaves falling: "When the changes in the moves are clear in your mind, you will explore the few unchanging laws contained in the ever-changing changes. From complex to simple, the more unchanging laws you master. , only then can one be able to perform changes with ease, throw away unnecessary constraints, and try his best to change things, from simplicity to complexity.”

"These two aspects complement each other and cannot be neglected. If you don't have the understanding of switching from simplicity to simplicity, how can you get to a higher level of 'traveling into complexity'? And if you don't have a greater understanding of swordsmanship and swordsmanship after switching from simplicity to simplicity, what can you do with it?" What could 'simplify' more deeply?"

Changsun Jing listened very attentively. This was the first time someone told him the truth in this regard. Taoist Hu also became attentive. He felt that Meng Qi had summarized his many years of thinking in just a few words. , and the following words seemed to clear away a layer of fog in front of his eyes, giving him a new perspective and view on swordsmanship moves.

"Master Meng, from complex to simple, and from simple to complex, what level will each reach?" Changsun Jing asked curiously.

Meng Qi suppressed his graceful smile and said with a cold expression: "Use the blood-killing knife technique again."

Changsun Jing pulled out his long knife in confusion and struck it down hard again.

"Stab your right wrist." Meng Qi spoke faster.

When Changsun Jing heard this, his sword technique changed from hard to soft, and the downward slash turned into a slanting arc.

"Go ahead." Meng Qi spat out two simple words.

Changsun Jing was stunned for a moment, and the real scene of the fight seemed to appear in his mind. The opponent's sword was raised high in front and low in back, just in time to avoid his own long knife, threatening his chest and abdomen.

He dodged sideways and slashed horizontally with his sword, full of the cruelty of death.

"Cut off the left leg." Meng Qi said three words this time.

Changsun Jing's face changed slightly. If the opponent slashed his left leg with a long sword, he would be able to hit him before his own sword was launched, and he would also avoid the danger of dying together.

He thought for a moment and changed his tactics again.

Just like that, while he was using his sword skills, Meng Qi was using his mouth instead of a sword to point at the flaws, while Taoist Hu, Batu and Ruan Yushu watched quietly.

Gradually, Changsun Jing thought for longer and longer, taking several breaths between each knife. In actual combat, he would have been knocked to the ground long ago, but Meng Qi was just demonstrating and did not rush him.

After a while, Changsun Jing sighed and took back his sword: "Master Meng, I lost."

His forehead was covered with sweat, and he was listless, more tired than a real battle.

He said with longing and hope: "So this is the realm of going from complex to simple. I feel that my swordsmanship has been reduced to the simplest combination of changes in your eyes. There is no secret at all. You can even see what moves I will use next."

"After going from simple to complex, the changes are constant, and the flaws and traps are difficult to distinguish. Facing this kind of swordsmanship, you will feel trapped in a net and can't get out. As for who is better, it depends on who has deeper skills and higher realm."

Meng Qi didn't talk about the issue of going from complex to simple anymore, and said, "If you meet an enemy who knows the changes in moves, you can completely violate the few unchanging rules of swordsmanship and knife skills. This is against common sense in their eyes, but it also means that they can't predict your next move. This is the so-called 'no moves'."

As long as you are still drawing the sword, no matter what, you have moves, not no moves in the absolute sense.

"No moves..." Changsun Jing and Hu Daoren listened thoughtfully.

"If you want to be 'without moves', you must initially master the few unchanging rules contained in the moves. Otherwise, if you do it randomly, it will be like a child dancing wildly. The enemy will not be confused at all and can be knocked down with one move. Moreover, it is easy to unconsciously bring unchanging rules and still be seen through and guessed." Meng Qi walked to the tree with a cold tone and a deep back.

"What about after having no moves?" Changsun Jing asked boldly.

Meng Qi didn't think too clearly. While sorting out his thoughts, he slowly said: "Return to 'having moves', thoroughly master the unchanging rules and essences in the ever-changing world, and you can easily use them. It is a move that is perfect to the peak. It may be simple and simple, or it may be complicated and attract people to the game, or it may be 'without moves' and unexpected. In the eyes of such masters, the definition of 'without moves' is lost again, and the moves are only divided into applicable and inapplicable."

"What's next?" Changsun Jing was fascinated.

"After that?" Meng Qi's voice became emotional, "The sword in the heart. Whether you have a sword or forget about it, it is ultimately to temper your soul, to communicate with your own sword, and to communicate with the nature of heaven and earth. The moves really begin to get close to the essence, close to the mystery of heaven and earth, but in the end, you still have to return to the essence of the sword, to those questions, what is a sword? Why is it a sword? What position does it occupy in your own life and martial arts? What does it represent between the laws and principles of the operation of heaven and earth? Different people have different answers. This is the beginning of your own swordsmanship."

"After stepping out, the inner and outer worlds meet, the long sword meets nature, and once the sword is out, the law is contained. It can decide the clouds above and split the Yellow Spring below. It can't be blocked by mountains and the sea!"

Although the difficulty of the half-step exterior scene is stronger than the exterior scene, after all, opening the gate of life and death and building a bridge between heaven and earth is closely related to the mysterious and dangerous eyebrow ancestral orifice. If you are not careful, you will become an idiot or die directly. It also requires a certain degree of your own character and perception, but the exterior scene is not easy.

It has requirements for one's own mind and nature, which is related to one's own perception of the world. If there are good skills and good resources, the requirements for mind and perception are relatively low. If it is like a warrior in this world, there is no way to open the ancestral orifice at the center of the eyebrows, and it can only play a marginal ball like the illusion method, and there is no detailed method for the intersection of the inner and outer world. To succeed, the state of mind and natural perception must reach a very high level, almost equivalent to the state of the real external scene, so that the mysterious gate can be broken, the inside and the outside can be merged, and one step from the nine orifices to the external scene.

Therefore, the realm of the Sword Emperor's mind and perception is obviously higher than the realm and actual combat power of his physical body.

Changsun Jing, Batu and Hu Daoren were all fascinated by what they heard. Whether it was true or false, Xiao Meng, the great master, at least described a bright and grand picture for himself and others, a picture that conforms to reason!

"After that, maybe we have to repeat this process again: the moves that follow the laws of heaven and earth, the 'no moves' that violate the laws, and the casual use of true mastery..." Meng Qi thought about it. He didn't know much about the exterior scene.

"Don't think too much about the latter part. I just said it casually. Do you understand the former part?" Meng Qi turned around and asked calmly.

Chang Sun Jing bowed solemnly: "I will study the entry-level sword manual again. Master Meng, your words have helped me see the light and benefited a lot. I will obey your orders in the future."

He was born a beggar, so this is a rare courtesy.

"When your sword skills reach a certain level, I will spar with you again." Meng Qi thought with a smile, hoping that he would master the essence of the Heavenly Sword by then.

The advice of the Sword Emperor made Meng Qi himself gain a lot, so he had the idea of ​​teaching Chang Sun Jing a thing or two.

Since the incident just now was quite a big deal, Meng Qi believed that the Imperial Master, the Sword Emperor, the Demon Queen, and others had all noticed this place. With them restraining each other, nothing would happen tonight.

This was also Lu Guan's judgment, so he was relieved to let them talk to the Right Prime Minister tomorrow.

After returning to his own courtyard and entering the living room, Meng Qi finally didn't have to pretend to be cold and cold. He stretched, rubbed his face, and said to Ruan Yushu: "I have been thinking about what excuse to use to see the third prince tomorrow. Now there is no need to worry. Tomorrow I will visit the four princes one by one to see what kind of people they are and what their attitude towards the Western Tartars is."

"Well." Ruan Yushu walked towards his own room with the guqin in his arms.

Meng Qi was quite puzzled: "Aren't you curious about what excuse it is?"

"Anyway, I'm not going." Ruan Yushu left a light sentence.

"Hehe..." Meng Qi "smiled".